Loretta_Ives520 wrote: ↑Tue May 24, 2022 10:32 am
So I just ordered a muddled-blood vampire a few days ago.
Yesterday I felt unbearably sleepy since morning and countless chills throughout the day.
I could barely function but still managed to get thing done.
Upon arrival at home, I felt like I am a computer unplugged while loading heavy software and collapsed onto my bed in a few minutes.
My partner told me I was sleeping so deep that it was not able to wake me up.
For reference, I was not sick at all.
Could it be my new vampire giving me a visit as this is the first thing goes into my mind?
I have similar experience with my incubus but hits with a not-so-hard sleep truck.
If that's the case, I'd like to thank it for providing me a good night sleep despite my insomnia
I tend to think in terms of energy adjustment as well as psychosomatic processing. So maybe your energy is adjusting in anticipation of the spirit that will be coming your way and perhaps your mind-body system is responding too.
I also prefer to think that, if a conjuration has not yet been done, it's unlikely that you've had a visit in the usual sense. That's because I see the conjuration and binding as a special way to bridge the gap and allow a spirit to come through for us. Before the call has been done, I think an actual visit is not so easily possible, nor logically likely.
Of course, if they are already pre-conjured, a visit is very possible - it's even quite likely, in my opinion.
I guess that to some extent events follow time's arrow - one thing comes after another -
even when it comes to the spirit world and its relation with our material plane. So, with that logic, a conjuration, which sends out a call for a best matched spirit, comes *before* they respond.
Of course, that is just a rule of thumb. There must be exceptions. And others may see things differently.
Don’t be scared. This island is full of noises, strange sounds and sweet melodies that make you feel good and don’t hurt anyone. Sometimes I hear a thousand twanging instruments hum at my ears, and sometimes voices that send me back to sleep even if I had just woken up—and then I dreamed of clouds opening up and dropping such riches on me that when I woke up, I cried because I wanted to dream again. Caliban, The Tempest, Shakespeare
