There's Always A Book... & It's Never The Devil...
I watch some channels on Youtube. Spooky stuff, unsolved things, etc. I found Scary Interesting & Chilling Scares, but my older sister found Modtricca, What Lurks Beneath, & Slapped Ham, which I call the Spooky Pig Channel. Anyway.
I won't watch those two channels she has, because I think they are hokey as fuck. But she fell asleep once & woke up to the 18th century guy & said he was interesting. Which he is!
Speaking of falling asleep real quick. While I don't like that What Lurks Beneaths' intro tagline is ALWAYS "You won't want to miss this one.", which I detest, I like his content & how it's delivered. However, his voice keeps putting me to sleep.
I don't understand why. It's not like his voice is grating, but it's not warm cuddles & kittens either, but it knocks me right out & then I'm upset that I missed out on whatever he was talking about. You might be wondering how I know if I like his content or not if I'm sleeping, but I am able to watch an episode or two before I conk out.
His is the only show to put me to sleep.
BUT! That's not really what we're here to talk about.
It's about El Diablo.
So, The Spooky Pig Channel will sometimes mention that it might be the devil, which I wave away with a pfft, but it hardly ever happens on there as they're just there to show you the spooky. Modtricca though, while it's a weird format to watch him watch video clips, I wouldn't really see the clips otherwise, & sometimes he's funny in his quick commentary after watching the clips.
However, most of the clips will be about how so & so is in the Illuminati, a lizard person, & worships El Diablo. It bothers me that Modtricca apparently buys into it, but really it's the original clips. Those people are fuckin' cuckoo-ka-choo, man.
"You see the 33's everywhere, it's the Freemasons again, & this former Disney star is a grand wizard. You see it, this logo of a palm leaf is the devil!"
It's the stupidest thing ever. Yeah, if you're lookin' real hard for something you can find it in something or patterns. There's a painting on my wall, that my older sister did. If I look real hard, & squint, there could maybe be an eyeball there, so is she the Illuminati too?
It's not like I can't entertain conspiracy theories, but these people are basically that guy up there. You don't see them on screen & they're not hyped up, but somehow they are low key hyped up.
There was one Australian guy talking about how the last pictures of the last pope were weird (It was either shared on Modtricca or The Spooky Pig Show), like it was AI or something. He was a little hyped up, but in a normal way of "Am I really seeing what I'm seeing here?" but did talk logically & calmly about how the clips seemed weird to him.
That I can handle. These other people, it's a different hyped up, where they've swallowed the pill, donned their tin foil hats, & are sailing a ship lost at sea. They don't know where the fuck they're going, but they're gonna follow it into oblivion, & drag you down with them. Almost like they don't even really see it, but have to keep going, like they're in some cult. I do not trust this energy, so I can't not listen to the things that they say.
It's kind of the same with the people online who ALWAYS want to talk about the Watchers or Nephilim. I'm not instinctively against anything "religious", but they're on this train track that just loops. They look for any reason, even if far-fetched to get the subject back to that. And it's always the same things. There was one show talking about some book being published about how the Nephilim were clowns or whatever that was discussed on Mysteria Archive (she found, we both watch), wait, maybe it was a different one.
That was an interesting take. It also wasn't presented like a one way ticket to crazy town. I might not have jumped on board with this idea, but I listened to it & thought, 'Well, now that's something.' instead of backing away, hissing.
But general talk about Nephilim from those people, yeah I don't trust that either.
There was something I was watching last night, one of these YouTube channels & it was stated that it was the devils fault. Might've been Crime A-Z (which I found & only I watch)? Not sure. I jump around.
"The fuck it is, I'm just sittin' here in bed eating cake!"
And it's not like people can't drag El Diablo into the mix. If it's just off-handed I'll think it's funny, or that it's a possibility, ('Sure... why not?'), or I'll make fun of it like I did last night. But it's when it's so... I don't know... forceful. So, ...brainwashed.
It's not that they're bad mouthin' the devil, it's just that I grew up with that & it's just crazy. My mom was ALL wrapped up in the Satanic Panic thing & forced it all down my throat. When I'm four. Lamenting about saving my soul from the devil & saying there were demons everywhere & driving me around to state that such & such was where Satanic practices were held & they sacrificed animals & how would I feel if they did this to Nuttmegg (our cat that I LOVED), but like in a way as if to say this was all my fault & I should be more on board with stopping all this.
I saw how she could talk calmly, but that her energy was nothing but insanity. And it spilled out into her words. When she wasn't ranting & raving, it'd be like the girl who tells you she loves your outfit or that you're so brave for doing such & such. Her words aren't bad, but the entire intent is just bitchiness. You know this, you can feel this from people or is it hearing a slight uptick in the voice that signals it? I'm not saying that it just has to be metaphysical "vibes", it could totally be something that you're picking up on, which science can easily explain. I'm just saying, it's a thing. We've all experienced it.
You can tell that from the crazy people too. I can't put my finger on it, but it's not the same as a normal person going through a normal experience of "Can this possibly be real? Did you see that too?". It's the other. The, "You will see this & follow me." undertone.
Dad was a Mormon. Not by birth. But there's something... off about them. They can talk all calm, but it's the same thing. There's something else there. Some undertone that just isn't right. Perhaps not all Mormons, but certainly 99% of the one's I've ever met.
I can't help not trusting them, in general, because of the subterfuge. They're probably not going to eat me, but they have ulterior motives & internalized scripts... at least if they are Missionaries. The female missionaries who'd come to the door, lulling you into a false sense of security with random talk, then how they would forcefully switch the conversation to Mormonism. It wasn't the topic, it was the psychological operation of it. Like a script, like control. "We will get the topic to Mormonism & keep it there!" sorta deal. Say it with this level of intensity so they're not scared off, but so they stop & listen, compelled. Like it was a spell. I don't know if spells exist, but you've certainly seen this action in films where people suddenly become zombiefied & just... listen.
I wasn't that person. The tactic didn't work & angered me. Because it was a tactic & I could smell it. "Nope! No. You can't do that with me. In my own house. You can discuss Mormanism all you want with my dad, but you don't disrespect me by trying to convert me. Either be cool or you can't come back."
Which totally took her aback, because she had no follow up script for that kind of refusal. I've been at other peoples houses, actually hanging out out with my sisters friends at her house, so they were probably trying to visit because they found out she lived there, but I digress. The person would answer the door & they could counteract with just about anything like they'd been taught.
And it was like vampires, they had to be invited in, which I mean people do, but the person would practically be swaying back & forth, glassy eyed, with the Missionary still talking, "We just want to tell you about the word of our Lord & Savior, Jesus Christ, won't you let us in?", to which the person is saying, "Yeeeessss..... O.....K....", before I jump up & say, "Oh fuck no! There are no Mormons in this house & we're not interested in hearing anything."
"Oh, but he's already said we could come in..."
"Well, I'm revoking it. (turning to the person, "Snap out of it, get back in the house."), You're not coming in here."
"Well, we can tell you from here, we even have pamphlets."
Blahblahblah, I had to purposefully & forcefully get them to leave, because they weren't going to after my friend had zombily said yes. I woulda been nice, but I don't go out for weird brainwashing behavior, ya dig?
Or the time I get a phone call when I'm like 18 or 19. It was some Mormon teenagers, who probably got my information from dad (perhaps not directly, but it would be known that he had a wife & two daughters who weren't Mormon), trying to lure me to the dark side. "This is... Sarah? Yes, that's correct?" We're from The Church of Latterday Saints & were having a pizza social & we want to invite you."
'Well, this is fucking weird...'
"That's nice of you to invite me (because I do have manners), but I'm going to pass."
...scrambling is happening like what will convince her "But we'll have pizza &... & soda!"
"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be a lovely time... wait a fucking minute. You'll have soda?"
"Yes!" they said enthusiastically, almost like they felt they had me hooked.
"But you're not allowed to have soda! What game are you playing?"
"Ugh, oh no... no game. The soda is for yooooouuuu!"
"The fuck it is! No one can buy my soul for fucking soda! Get outta here with that mess & don't ever call me again!"
Look, I get that they were also teenagers, but it was weird enough to call me in the first place & it just felt... off. I'm not saying that once I got over there I'd be hog tied & forced to sign some Mormon contract, but it was scammy for sure & it seemed like it wasn't for a group of people, but a "party" just for me, which is also fucking weird.
When it feels... weird, chances are it totally is & it's just best to avoid that scenario at all cost, y'all.
Surprisingly dad was never upset about it. Because I did question him about the pizza party thing & he had no clue what I was talking about & didn't just tell people, "My daughter is your age, you should invite her!". Though he did say, "well that seemed nice of them", but he couldn't argue with my logic that they were luring me there with soda & they can't drink soda & that it just felt off.
Even with that Missionary girl, he wanted to say I was rude, but I told him that I was nice to her, & told her she could come here for you, but I wasn't going to be converted, so I didn't want to talk about it. If she persisted, I wouldn't allow her to come back because that's rude in my own house. He couldn't argue with that either, because she's technically not there to convert me, but to do community reach out & talk with dad, while being gracious & nice to his family.
I wasn't even totally against Mormons or Mormon functions. Dad wanted me to go to the Halloween party (sorry... fall festival) with him & a few Christmas things. I did. No one talked Mormonism like they were trying to convert me & it was pleasant.
Which is to illustrate that I'm not completely a person to just turn off & say no to everything. I allow lee-ways. Totally.
Also that even though mom & dad were both converts to their newer religions & certainly went crazy with them on occasion... dad was still more logical than mom. Mom didn't stop trying to save my soul from Satan until I was in my thirties, y'all. My THIRTIES. And it's not to say she didn't still think my soul needed savin', she was just tired of fighting me.
What was the devil stuff? Besides just me wanting to be me? Wanting Barbie dolls, wanting to listen to my older brothers music (70's/80's metal music), wanting to wear my dad's military issue combat boots, wanting to talk on the phone with my friends, really wanting to listen to any music that wasn't Christian, wanting to wear make-up.
So, like typical teenage girl stuff, except for two things. Well, the Barbies is kid/pree-teen, but whatever.
Dad? He didn't think I looked like a slut wanting to wear make-up as a teenager or that I was a bad person for listening to music, not even my brothers. Why? Because my brother even had dad listen to one because it was about a war & he was OK with it. Mom wanted to throw out all his albums because they were the devil. Dad would talk about Ozzy Osbourne in a casual way, where my mom would hiss & spit like she was made of venom. Dad said I could have his combat boots & I still wear them to this day. Not for everyday wear, but as my winter/rain boots. I even donated a pair of boots that I got at the thrift store on dollar shoe day, because dad's are better.
Anyway, I can see craziness of like, I don't know, cult mentality through religion, & also when someone can look past it & be a human (dad) & when that person simply can not (mom). Which is probably why I can't handle heightened emotion, even if it's buried & not shouting at you. The escalation is always sending your to crazy town. Always.
Even if someone isn't talking religion or conspiracy theories, if there is heightened emotion, I turn off. It's over. You've lost me. I won't listen to anything you have to say. I don't mean excitement, like "This was so fucking great!" Where it slowly escalates like they're going to explode. That kind of heightened emotion.
If you come outta the startin' gate angry or excited or happy, I'm gonna handle that a whole lot better than if you're gearin' up to explode. The slow burn.
I also don't like how Skin Walker is a new thing. Hear me out. I know it's not new & actually we're not supposed to talk about it. Because it is a Navajo thing & they don't talk about it. But, I feel like white people heard about it & latched on. So that any show I watch talks about something being a Skin Walker which they go on to state is from Navajo tradition blahblahblah. It's like how a lot of different Indigenous cultures have "little people" & have different names for me. Mostly they lure kids away & basically just aren't good. The Choctaw call them Bokpoli & really you're not supposed to talk about them. Talking about it brings it to you. I get that mentality. But the Choctaw Bokpoli & a different cultures "little person" is not the same thing. Just cousins. Like you wouldn't confuse it with a lephrechaun, but it's basically little & treacherous like that. Cousins. Not the same thing at all.
No, I'm sorry, but the Navajo monster that only lives in Navajo country & effects the Navajo didn't get its passport out & hop a fucking flight to China or Africa or where ever. Even if they have something in their lore that changes shape like this, call it by the Chinese or African name. It's also changing it's skin, but they're cousins, not the same thing.
It's like how ape men all have different names all of the world. Yeti, Sasquatch, Yowie, Swamp Ape. You know that if they exist, they're all similar, but they're also not the same thing. Sasquatch doesn't live in Australia & The Honey Island Swamp Monster doesn't live in Canada! *Waves arms!*
Anyway, that's what I've been watching & how I feel about it. You got any channels I should cheque out? Hit me up.
I watch The Why Files too, it just didn't get mentioned.
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