The Life of a Demoniac

This morning, I turned on my video camera and laid it on my bathroom sink in order to capture by chance any random demonic activity, which was especially high at the time. The video is only 17 seconds long; but, before it's over (at about the 12-second mark), my inner demon's head will be next to mine: My inner demon's head appears to split with mine as I rotate the camera while pointed at my head What made the above still frame possible is a fast camera rotation, specifically, when I stood in front of the camera and simply rotated it half a turn; as it turns, it looks like I am about to morph into my inner demon: A slow-motion playback shows the texture of my inner demon's skin surface on mine, right before his head splits to the right as the camera accelerates into the rotation; as it slows down towards the end, his head joins mine again, but the linear motion of the camera (as I drag it away from my face) reveals another demon mixed with a blurry, red trail

An introduction to dark-variety demons My first encounter with dark-variety demons was somewhere between ages 5 through 8, and I can say that they are as virulent now as they were over 35 years ago. Actually, maybe more so, in that I distinctly remember making peace with the particular dark-variety demons that terrorized me as a child, and then going on my merry way with no further known problems from them. Until now, that is, as is best shown in this sequence of still frames, in which you can see a dark-variety demon cracking a whip of sorts to my head (third frame from left): Whatever it was that hit my head... ...uncoiled in the air like a whip... ...and was thrown by this dark-variety demon [ read   related story ]... ...and which can takes on the dragon-head of the demon possessing it This particular image showing a dark-variety is best viewed  after  seeing the first two images I obtained of him about a day prior: The pointy hat

I don't know if it was actually the spike-fingered hand of a demon or not; it could have been a tendril with a spike on the end of it. But, regardless of what it was exactly, it was sharp, barreled like lightning to a point between my eyeball and inner socket, and nestled somewhere to the side or behind the eyeball. Right before it happened, the Voices Demons had been shouting for hours on end phrases that translate into an order to other demons to hurt me in a specific way. For example, masturbate a noggin' crunch means to inflict damage to the spine to cause (or exacerbate) neck degenerative disorder [ see PHOTOS | Sucker demon pierces my neck with tendrils ; pop him in the jaw means to burn the jaw in order to diminish its flexibility and weaken it. In those two scenarios, the order is directed to hair-thin, black sucker demons, which are lodged in various cavities in my skull; upon hearing the Voices Demons' command, they snake through the surface of the skin on my

While pacing my dark apartment with my camera on a night of unusually high demonic activity, I silently slipped behind my houseguest (a tranny who shall remain nameless), catching her by surprise. She stood with her back to me, in the dark, all alone (or, so I thought), peering outside through a crack in the curtains of my picture window, and muttering nervously to herself (or, so I thought). When she noticed me, she turned around, and, this time, catching me by surprise as she revealed two huge, slitted yellow glowing eyes that bulged from a ghastly and distorted face that was definitely not hers: A still frame from a video made that night, showing the tranny-that-must-not-be-named, turning to look back at me as I approach from behind with my video camera That's not camera red-eye. Because red-eye is red. And, only the pupils are red when you've got red-eye. NOTE |  It seems yellow is a common demon eye color; even my eyes, when swapping places with their demon counte

This is a draft. About 90% of the time, fighting demons looks different than you would have thought it would before you did it. I always thought such fights would be devil-versus-mankind-sized events; but, it is only that on the rarest of occasions. Mostly, a demon fight consists of you versus a bunch of much smaller demons, all going at you at once, with each having a specific role to play in there joint effort to impede or stop something you are trying to do; and, when you're fighting a man-sized demon, it will likely be cloaked. That's like fighting air, albeit air that burns, shocks and makes you feel very sick. Today's demon fight characterized like most, involved multiple small demons Today's fight fell into the majority, in that it was one man, who was trying to drape a towel in front of a mirror, versus three tiny demons, which were interfering with his every movement. The latter consisted of a six-inch long, black flying worm, an equally tall male-ver

An unidentified object sat itself down in view of my video camera today as it recorded demonic activity through the crack at the bottom of my bathroom door. This, by the way, is a great way to capture things you could not otherwise. In 2011, I captured my first two demonic entities on video by hiding in my bathroom and pointing my camera at a dress mirror on the door [ see VIDEO TIMELINE | Two Demonic Entities Fly into my Apartment ]. It was then I decided to share what was going on with others, travesty as that was (and has ever been). Two years later, I'm sharing another video of something I've never seen before, which I made while hiding out in the bathroom (it appears on the far right; you'll need to watch the movie at least a couple of times): Only one other person was (supposed to be) in my apartment at the time; and, it isn't her, nor is it positioned anywhere near where she was at the time the object(s) appeared on camera. Moreover, I don't have any

This is a draft, with a lot left unsaid, and a lot of pictures unprocessed. I'll update tomorrow. Search for 'brain' on this blog to get up to speed on the subject discussed in this post, and to see and read the things that make this post all the more believable to the skeptical. If you don't do so, and you're the type who needs convincing, this post be a stretch for you. I'm sure she knows what a demon is, and that they are bad for me and others; she is, after all, a shadow person [see LINK and LINK] and collaborator of little demon thieves, like the lipstick-stealing demon shown in LINK. But, what I don't get is why she doesn't consider herself a victim, too. After all, the wire-fingered, brain-spiking demon possessing, which uses her hands to cause brain damage in the people around her, similarly as described in LINK, spikes her brains, too: Following this still frame, which shows brain-spiking wires extended from this woman's fingers, ar

Last Friday, a Superior Court judge in California denied my motion in the latest eviction proceedings against me, which sought an order requiring the landlord-plaintiff to issue a proper termination notice: [a copy of the order forthcoming] The basis of the denial was that a failure to follow statutory noticing requirements is an issue addressed at trial, and not a motions hearing. This is incorrect for several reasons, which are fully explained in the memorandum of my motion: Memorandum in Support of Defendant's Motion to Quash Service of Summons by James Alan Bush Legalese aside, the crux of the argument is that there can be no trial until the defendant is properly noticed; and, in my case, that didn't happen. The declaration below provides the details: Declaration of James Alan Bush in Support of the Defendant's Motion to Quash Service of Summons by James Alan Bush In short, the declaration states the landlord agreed to extend my lease an extra mo

In a letter received last Friday, the New York County District Attorney declined to prosecute bogus attorney, Gil Kreiter, against which a complaint was referred to them by the Supreme Court in New York [ see  Supreme Court refers bogus attorney complaint to district attorney ]: Letter from Manhattan D.A. Office re Gil Kreiter As disgusting as it is, it comes as no surprise; rather, it merely confirms what I already knew: that demonic influence exists throughout the entire American justice system, just as it has in every other justice system for thousands of years. Per the advice in the letter, I have already started the process of having a copy of the complaint forwarded to the D.A.'s office in Brooklyn. A letter to the Department Disciplinary Committee of the Supreme Court in New York was sent a couple of weeks ago, requesting that they send my complaint to the office in Brooklyn, just as they did the office in Manhattan. Search for Gil Kreiter on this blog  for more in

This is a draft; updates will continue today and tomorrow. It's the form of violence that habitual abusers prefer; that is, the kind that produces no surface-visible evidence. Men who batter wives prefer to punch them in the stomach versus the face; that way, they can easily deny allegations of spousal abuse, if necessary, and can continue to abuse without any black eyes garnering unwanted attention. This, however, has nothing to do with the Voices Demons, even though the signs of their abuse are buried underneath my skin. I say this not because I believe their claim that San Jose knows about and condones this form of violence; rather, I say it because it's a coincidence that the meanest and cruelest way to inflict harm on someone just happens to be underneath the skin, and that they, unlike man, can easily cause those harms. By the way, the specific abuse I'm talking about is the burning of the inside of my head, which happens multiple times a day, daily, and has be