For the past two days and nights, demonic entities that look like Jawas from Star Wars, except with glowing red eyes instead of yellow ones, have been sticking what feels like acupuncture needles in my shoulder muscles and traps as I laid in bed. This is neither the first time they have done this, nor have the past couple of months since they arrived the first time I've encountered them. When they introduced themselves this time, I immediately recognized them from another period of high demonic activity in my life, specifically, ages 5 through 8. They did this at the bequest of the Voices Demons, who, all weekend long, "punished" me around the clock--even as I tried to sleep at night--for doing what I wanted (and needed) to do, and for not doing "absolutely nothing but listening to them talk non-stop." And, according to the Voices Demons, that's because the needles take away, in their vernacular, "money," or, in ours, muscle mass. They claim t...
My inevitable demise, daily.