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The views here are those of the author, and are presented for archival purposes.
I have made layout changes, but otherwise left the grammer alone. ~Sphynx
Some people have asked why I keep this particular
item on this site if I don't accept the "turning theory" as other
people have talked about it on other sites. The reason is because what he
describes as aftereffects appear to be accurate, so I will therefore entertain
the possibility. In any event, it makes for interesting reading.
I really shouldn't talk about this, but then I realize I'm an Aries and I thrive
on the adrenaline I get from doing things I shouldn't.
They say that if you search hard enough for something it will find you. In
the Spring of 1995, I met this really weird woman at a coffeehouse that I hang
out at. Now, keep in mind that if I call someone weird, that's saying something...
Well, she asked me if I was a vampire. I said no, and that the fangs were just
caps I had made. She dropped the subject. A few months later, in mid-September,
1995, I brought her to my college to see the world wide web. At dinner in the
school's cafeteria, she mentioned to a friend of mine that she was an immortal
vampire. I rolled my eyes. She didn't offer proof, but instead offered to change
my friend. Well, to make a long story short, he called me a few days later and
showed me the changes. Now, I'd been practiced different forms of magick for
almost 6 years at the time, and I'd never seen such a major change in a person's
aura and abilities so fast. He simply wasn't himself. He felt more complete,
more powerful, and his psychic shielding was incredible.
He gave me what details he could, but it wasn't enough. I went to this woman's
house and got the rest of the details from her. She described a ritual to me.
The would-be vampire would spiritually marry her (read: psychic bonding), die,
and be reborn. I have been asked to keep the precise method of death secret,
but I can say that no normal human can either kill or die literally from this
action. That was plainly obvious. After the rebirth, she injects the fledgling
with a purified form of her blood, which she likened to embalming. I figured
there was no harm in trying the ritual, and if nothing happened, I could make
an excuse not to take the injection. (The reason for the injection was the same
as drinking the blood of a vampire, but more reliable.) So, on September 24,
1995, I went through with the ritual.
I've heard of strange things happening in rituals, but this has to take the
cake. I died. Literally. I stopped breathing, felt my heart stop and left my
body. I later realized (has this happened in any other NDE's?) that I departed
to the North. I felt like I entered a tunnel and flew through it. I reached
the "other side" (no bright light, but I did get the feeling of absolute peace.
I felt like I was in some kind of waiting room, but it felt blissful, nothing
like waiting in a doctor's office of anything.). Before I could get my bearing,
I was pulled gently, but forcefully back to my body. I hovered just outside
it for a few seconds, looking over my own right shoulder before popping back
in. I heard her tell me to breathe, and I did. After dying, I had no problem
with the injection. Not much can make a dead person nervous, besides, she was
more cautious with the sterility of her syringe than most doctors I've seen.
The effects I experienced were as follows: I went through all the changes I
described about the viral vampires, my hair got a slight curl to it and became
a tad lighter (black to dark brown), and my eyes "changed." I can't really describe
it, but a few people have noticed a difference. My magickal abilities have gotten
stronger, though things don't quite work in the same manner, and my third eye
(astral sight) has improved. The lust for blood is just that: lust. I felt like
an adolescent looking at a porno-magazine.
Feeding is as follows: I take vitamin B12 daily, in huge doses, and use various
substitutes, including chocolate, fruit juices, etc. When I feed off humans,
it seems I grow "astral" fangs. I can feel them latch onto the victim's skin,
but other than that, there is no sign of fangs at all. Once I am locked on,
I suck. I get a slightly viscous liquid entering my mouth, but it is not whole
blood, nor is it saliva. I swallow, and that's it. I let go when I've had enough.
It could be psychosomatic neurosis, but I have no way of telling for sure. It
seems I get a part of blood, perhaps through osmosis. I'm not sure. I'm not
sure of anything really, except that as I said in a post to Vampires-L quite
a while ago, pomegranates act like speed to me.
I do not regret my change, but I would like to know what is happening in scientific
terms. Any serious researchers out there have a clue?
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