By Tory Connolly Walker In my opinion yes. This I would say from first-hand experience as someone who once suffered from demonic possession. I am a former NPR news reporter and now a writer and author. As you join me in reading my article, you are sitting in a realm inhabited by the demonic and angelic.
The next top essay will appear May 5. The submission window opens today and closes midnight, April Please submit your essay to pastecontest gmail. We look forward to reading about your adventures and wish you the best of luck. Shop owners linger in doorways and street vendors crowd the narrow alleys tempting us with hearty food and strong booze and miniature clay replicas of Grecian urns and the Acropolis.
The people are brimming, seeming to want nothing more than to fill us up with their joy. The Greeks, I quickly learn, are proud, overflowing, and unable to stop giving. Every corner reveals another surprise: Busy hands at work everywhere performing and creating.
I put my camera down and surrender to the scene. A woman with sunny blonde hair waves me down and motions me to her shop doorway. He returns swiftly, arms loaded with sticky water bottles—liters of raki from their personal stash.
His mother grabs a bottle and without hesitation tops off her own drink and fills the other thirteen shot glasses on the table. I clank glasses with the mother, accept my gift, and toast strangers. The raki is potent and lights my throat afire, my spirit along with it.
There are few things I love more than the pulse of a heavy drumbeat. And over the commotion, I hear it, growing louder with crescendo and rhythm. It underlies everything in Greece.
In a frenzy, I follow it down dark streets. The culprits are in the courtyard, conducting an African drum circle. I watch with childish glee as break dancers and bold acrobats imbued with the fiery feeling of the music let their bodies flail in every direction.
A samba-reggae drumline is roaring through the streets. Men with dredlocks and women with shaved heads are banging into their drums like they are exorcising demons.
The sound resonates off the walls of the tiny alleyways and inside the hearts of everyone around.
Soon a crowd is gathered behind them, dancing, jumping, smiling, feeling like a Greek, myself among them. It is raw and savage and so satisfying. Locals and tourists, musicians and men in suits, barefoot children and old women—all sweaty and rubbing shoulders.
Diligent journalists are taking photos and recording videos and briefly I feel like I should be one of them, preserving this sacred moment. But the dance, the drum, the collective feeling of pure, carnal being held me captive in a trance.The raki is potent and lights my throat afire, my spirit along with it.
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Search for Patience poems, articles about Patience poems, poetry blogs, or anything else Patience poem related using the PoetrySoup search engine at the top of the page. People can be injured dealing with demons and a full-blown exorcism is an extremely traumatic and dangerous affair. demons are architects of misery and delight in suffering.
fraud or paranoia. demons are one of the most dangerous things one can go up against. The first part is the Adversity. The Adversity sets of belief or thoughts of why things go wrong.
For example: Someone cuts you off while driving. The second part is the Belief. The belief is what leads you to the consequence and what is ingrained in your mind as the truth. The discussion of good versus evil has been in debate for centuries.
Within this debate the very existence of God is questioned. The movie Angels and Demons supports both of these thoughts by indicating that science is a presence in the church. According to Venerable Maria de Agreda, this beautiful mystery is a lesson of the importance of humility.
Thus, it is a worthwhile meditation for our preparation for our Total Consecration soon. The Hebrew Ark of the Covenant was but a foreshadowing of the true Ark which is the most Blessed Virgin Mary herself; she who was foreordained to bear.