Part 1. Types Of Psychic Attack
Chapter 1. Signs Of Psychic Attack
Chapter 2. Analysis Of The Nature Of Psychic Attack
Chapter 3. A Case Of Modern Witchcraft
Chapter 4. Projection Of The Etheric Body
Chapter 5. Vampirism
Chapter 6. Hauntings
Chapter 7. The Pathology Of Non-Human Contacts
Chapter 8. The Risks Incidental To Ceremonial Magic
Part 2. Differential Diagnosis
Chapter 9. Distinction Between Objective Psychic Attack And Subjective Psychic Disturbance
Chapter 10. Non-Occult Dangers Of The Black Lodge
Chapter 11. The Psychic Element In Mental Disturbance
Part 3. The Diagnosis Of A Psychic Attack
Chapter 12. Methods Employed In Making A Psychic Attack
Chapter 13. The Motives Of Psychic Attack. I
Chapter 14. The Motives Of Psychic Attack. II
Part 4. Methods Of Defence Against Psychic Attack
Chapter 15. Physical Aspect Of Psychic Attack And Defence
Chapter 16. Diagnosis Of The Nature Of An Attack
Chapter 17. Methods Of Defence I
Chapter 18. Methods Of Defence II
Chapter 19. Methods Of Defence III
Chapter 20. Methods Of Defence IV
Preface
It
is with a sense of the seriousness of the issues involved that I
set
myself to the task of writing a book on psychic attack and the best
methods of defence against it. The undertaking is beset with
pitfalls. It is hardly possible to give practical information on
the
methods of psychic defence without at the same time giving
practical
information on the methods of psychic attack. It is not without
reason that initiates have always guarded their secret science
behind
closed doors. To disclose sufficient to be adequate without
disclosing sufficient to be dangerous is my problem. But as so much
has already been made known concerning the esoteric teachings, and
as
the circle of students of the occult is becoming rapidly wider
every
day, it may well be that the time has now come for plain speaking.
The task is not of my seeking, but as it has come into my hands, I
will do my best to discharge it honourably, making available the
knowledge which has come to me in the course of many years'
experience of the strange by-ways of the mind which the mystic
shares
with the lunatic. This knowledge has not been attained without
cost,
nor, I suspect, will the divulging of it be altogether free from
cost, either.I
have endeavoured to avoid, as far as possible, the use of
second-hand
material. We all know the person who has a friend whose friend saw
the ghost with her own eyes. That is not of very much use to
anybody.
What we need is to have the eye-witness under cross-examination.
For
this reason I have not drawn upon the vast literature of the
subject
for illustrations of my thesis, but have preferred to rely upon
cases
that have come within the range of my own experience and which I
have
been able to examine.I
think I may fairly claim to have practical, and not merely
theoretical, qualifications for the task. My attention was first
turned to psychology, and subsequently to occultism as the real key
to psychology, by the personal experience of a psychic attack which
left me with shattered health for a considerable period. I know for
myself the peculiar horror of such an experience, its
insidiousness,
its potency, and its disastrous effects on mind and body.It
is not easy to get people to come forward and bear witness to
psychic
attacks. Firstly, because they know there is very little likelihood
of their being believed, and that they will be more likely to earn
themselves a reputation for mental unbalance than for anything
else.
Secondly, because any tampering with the foundations of the
personality is an experience of such peculiar and unique horror
that
the mind shrinks from the contemplation of it and one cannot talk
about.I
am of the opinion that psychic attacks are far commoner than is
generally realised, even by occultists themselves. Certainly the
general public has no conception at all of the sort of things that
are done by people who have a knowledge of the powers of the human
mind and set to work to exploit them. I am convinced that this
factor
played a large part in the witch-cult, and was the real cause of
the
universal horror and detestation of the witch. These powers have
always been known to students of occultism, but nowadays they are
known and used by people who would be exceedingly surprised to find
who are their fellow-practitioners. Mrs. Eddy, the founder of
Christian Science, stumbled on to these methods empirically without
ever acquiring any rational knowledge as to their modus
operandi. She
endeavoured to teach them in such a way that they could only be
used
for good and their power for evil should be concealed; but that she
herself was well aware of their possibilities if abused is
witnessed
by the dread of what she called "Malicious Animal Magnetism,"
which shadowed her whole life.The
methods of Christian Science, without its strict discipline and
careful organisation, were developed and exploited by the
innumerable
schools and sects of the New Thought Movement. In many of the
developments the religious aspect was lost sight of, and they
simply
became a method of mental manipulation for purely personal ends,
though not necessarily deliberately evil. Their exponents
advertised
that they would teach the art of salesmanship, of making oneself
popular and dominant in society, of attracting the opposite sex, of
drawing to oneself money and success. The amazing number of these
courses advertised shows their popularity; in a recent issue of an
American magazine I counted advertisements for sixty-three
different
courses in various forms of mind-power. They would not be so
popular
if they achieved no results at all. Let us consider some of these
advertisements and see what they indicate, reading between the
lines
and drawing our own conclusions."Transfer
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or Mental Radio.""Troubled
- health, love, money? Let me help you. No failures, instructions
being followed. Strictly personal and professional. Careful as
family
physician. Five dollars must accompany enquiry. Money back if not
satisfied.""What
do you want? Whatever it is, we can help you to get it. Just give
us
the chance by writing for 'Clouds Dispelled.' Absolutely free. You
will be delighted.""HYPNOTISM. Would
you possess that strange mysterious power which charms and
fascinates
men and women, influences their thoughts, controls their desires
and
makes you supreme master of every situation? Life is full of
alluring
possibilities for those who master the secrets of hypnotic
influence,
for those who develop their magnetic powers. You can learn at home,
cure diseases and bad habits without drugs, win the friendship and
love of others, increase
your income, gratify
your ambitions, drive worry and trouble from your mind, improve
your
memory, overcome domestic difficulties, give the most thrilling
entertainment ever witnessed and develop a wonderfully magnetic
will
power that will enable you to overcome all obstacles to your
success."You
can hypnotise people instantly - quick as
a flash - put yourself or anyone else to sleep at any hour of the
day
or night, or banish pain and suffering. Our free book tells you the
secrets of this wonderful science. It explains exactly how you can
use this power to better your condition in life. It is
enthusiastically endorsed by ministers of the gospel, lawyers,
doctors, business men and society women. It benefits everybody. It
costs nothing. We give it away to advertise our
institution."These
are a few specimens chosen from among the sixty- three similar
advertisements counted in this single issue of a popular weekly
magazine. They are given in
extenso, in no
way edited save by the omission of addresses.Let
us now consider what such advertisements as these signify from the
point of view of the persons to whom they are not addressed,
the persons over whom the reader is presumed to want to acquire
power. What will be their position should he break the tenth
commandment and covet his neighbour's wife, or his ox, or his ass,
or
any of his other valuables? Supposing the diligent student of these
methods wants something he ought not to have? Supposing he is on
the
shady side of the law? Or is nursing a sense of injury and desires
to
be revenged? Or merely loves power for its own sake? What is the
fate
of the cannon-fodder that supplies the student of mind-power with
the
material for his experiments? What does it feel like to be
dominated
by these methods, and what results may ultimately be obtained by a
competent experimenter?Let
me give my own experience, painful though it is, for someone has
got
to be the first to come forward and uncover these abuses which are
only able to flourish because of the general failure to realise
their
significance.As
a young girl of twenty I entered the employment of a woman who I
now
know must have had a considerable knowledge of occultism obtained
during a long residence in India, and concerning which she used to
drop hints that I could make nothing of at the time, but which, in
the light of later knowledge, I have come to understand. It was her
custom to control her staff by means of her knowledge of
mind-power,
and she had a steady succession of most peculiar breakdowns among
the
people working under her.I
had not been with her very long when she wanted me to give evidence
in a lawsuit. She was a woman of violent temper, and had dismissed
an
employee without notice and without wages, and he was sueing her
for
the money due to him. She wanted me to say that his behaviour had
been such that she was justified in thus dismissing him. Her method
of collecting my evidence was to look into my eyes with a
concentrated gaze and say, "Such and such things happened."
Fortunately for all concerned I had kept a diary and had a
day-to-day
record of the whole transaction. If it had not been for this I
should
not have known where I was. At the end of the interview I was dazed
and exhausted, and lay down on my bed in my clothes and slept the
sleep of utter exhaustion till next morning. I suppose I slept for
about fifteen hours.Soon
after this she wanted my testimony again. She wished to get rid of
my
immediate superior, and wanted to find sufficient grounds to
justify
her in doing so. She repeated her previous maneuvers, but this time
I
had not got a diary record to fall back upon, and to my intense
surprise I found myself agreeing with her in a series of entirely
baseless charges against the character of a man I had no reason to
believe to be otherwise than perfectly straight. The same
exhaustion
and the same dead sleep descended upon me immediately after this
interview as aft& the preceding one, but an additional symptom
now manifested itself. As I walked out of the room at the end of
the
interview I had a curious sensation as if my feet were not in the
place I expected them to be. Anyone who has walked across a carpet
that is bellying up with the under-floor draught will know what I
mean. Occultists will recognise it as having to do with the
extrusion
of the etheric double.The
next incident to occur in this curious menage did not concern
myself,
but another girl, an orphan with considerable means. My employer
kept
this girl constantly with her, and finally persuaded her to put the
whole of her capital into her schemes. However, trustees descended
in
wrath, forced my employer to disgorge, and took the girl away with
them then and there, leaving all her belongings behind, to be
packed
up and sent on to her afterwards.Another
incident followed quick on the heels of this one. There was an
elderly woman in the establishment who was slightly "minus"
mentally. A dear old thing, but childlike and eccentric. My
employer
now turned her attention to her, and we watched the same process of
domination beginning. In this case there were no trustees to
interfere, and the poor old lady was being persuaded to take her
affairs out of the hands of her brother, who had hitherto managed
them, and commit them to the tender mercies of my employer. My
suspicions had by now been thoroughly aroused. It was more than I
could bear to see old" Auntie" rooked, so I took a hand in
the game, woke "Auntie" up to the situation, pushed her
belongings into a box, and got her off to her relatives while my
employer was away for a brief absence.I
hoped my complicity in the affair would not become known, but I was
soon disillusioned. My employer's secretary came to my room one
night, after "lights out," and warned me that the Warden,
as we called our employer, had found out who it was that had
engineered "Auntie's" escape, and I had better look out for
trouble. Knowing her to be of an exceedingly revengeful nature, I
knew that my best refuge was flight, but flight was not altogether
easy to achieve. The institution in which I was employed was an
educational one, and a term's notice had to be given before
leaving.
I did not look forward to working out that term under the unchecked
control of a spiteful woman. So I watched for an opportunity that
should justify me in walking out. With my employer's uncontrolled
temper it was not long to seek. I was up late the following night
packing, in preparation for my intended flight, when there came to
my
room another member of the staff, a girl who seldom spoke, had no
friends, and went about her work like an automaton. I had never had
any dealings with her, and was more than surprised at her
visit.It
was soon explained, however."You
are going to leave?" she said.I
admitted that it was so."Then
go without seeing the Warden. You will not get away if you don't. I
have tried several times, and I cannot get away."However,
I was young and confident in my untried strength, with no means of
gauging the forces arrayed against me, and next morning, dressed
for
the journey and suitcase in hand, I went down and bearded my
formidable employer in her den, determined to tell her what I
thought
of her and her methods, quite unsuspicious that anything save
ordinary knavery and bullying was afoot.I
was not allowed to get started with my carefully prepared speech,
however. As soon as she learnt that I was leaving, she said: "Very
well, if you want to go, go you shall. But before you go you have
got
to admit that you are incompetent and have no
self-confidence."To
which I replied, being still full of fight, that if I were
incompetent, why did she not dismiss me herself, and anyway, I was
the product of her own training- school. Which remark naturally did
not improve matters.Then
commenced a most extraordinary litany. She resumed her old trick of
fixing me with an intent gaze, and said:"You
are incompetent, and you know it. You have no self-confidence, and
you have got to admit it."To
which I replied, "That is not true. I know my work, and you know
I know it."Now
there was no doubt that much could be said concerning my competency
in my first post at the age of twenty, with a great deal of
responsibility on my shoulders, and newly inducted into a
disorganised department; but nothing whatever could be said against
my self- confidence, except that I had too much of it. I was quite
prepared to rush in where archangels would have hung back in the
collar.My
employer did not argue or abuse me. She kept on with these two
statements repeated like the responses of a litany. I entered her
room at ten o'clock, and I left it at two. She must have said these
two phrases several hundreds of times. I entered it a strong and
healthy girl. I left it a mental and physical wreck and was ill for
three years.Some
instinct warned me that if I admitted I were incompetent and had no
self-confidence my nerve would be broken, and I would never be good
for anything afterwards, and I recognised that this peculiar
maneuver
on the part of my employer was an act of revenge. Why I did not
pursue the obvious remedy of taking refuge in flight, I do not
know,
but by the time one realises that something abnormal is toward on
these occasions, one is more or less glamoured, and just as the
bird
before the snake cannot use its wings, so one cannot move or turn
away.Gradually
everything began to feel unreal. All I knew was that I had to hold
on
at all costs to the integrity of my soul. Once I agreed to her
suggestions, I was done for. We went on with our litany.But
I was getting near the end of my resources. I had a curious
sensation
as if my field of vision were narrowing. This, I believe, is a
characteristic phenomenon of hysteria. Out of the corners of my
eyes
I could see two walls of darkness creeping up behind me on either
side, as if one stood with one's back to the angle of a screen, and
it were being slowly closed upon one. I knew that when those two
walls of darkness met, I should be broken.Then
a curious thing happened. I distinctly heard an inner voice say:
"Pretend you are beaten before you really are. Then she will let
up the attack and you will be able to get away." What this voice
was, I have never known.I
immediately followed its advice. With my tongue in my cheek I asked
my employer's pardon for everything I had ever done or ever should
do. I promised to remain on in my post and to go softly all the
days
of my life. I remember I went down on my knees to her, and she
purred
complacently over me, well satisfied with the morning's work, as
she
had every reason to be.Then
she let me go, and I went up to my room and lay down on the bed.
But
I could not rest until I had written her a letter. What that letter
contained, I do not know. As soon as I had written it and put it
where she would get it, I fell into a sort of stupor, and lay in
this
state with my mind completely in abeyance till the following
evening.
That is to say, from two o'clock one afternoon till about eight
o'clock of the following day, thirty hours. It was a cold spring
day
with snow on the ground. A window close to the head of the bed was
wide open and the room unheated. I had no covering over me, but I
felt neither cold nor hunger, and all the processes of the body
were
in abeyance. I never stirred. Heartbeat and respiration were very
slow, and continued so for several days.I
was found eventually by the housekeeper, who revived me by the
simple
application of a good shaking and a cold sponge. I was dazed, and
disinclined to move or even to eat. I was left to lie in bed, my
work
taking care of itself, the housekeeper coming to look at me from
time
to time, but making no comment on my condition. My employer never
showed herself.After
about three days my especial friend, who thought I had left the
house, learnt of my continued presence, and came along to see me;
an
act requiring some courage, for our mutual employer was a
formidable
antagonist. She asked me what had happened at my interview with the
Warden, but I could not tell her. My mind was a blank and all
memory
of that interview had gone as if a sponge had been passed over a
slate. All I knew was that out of the depths of my mind a most
terrible state of fear was rising up and obsessing me. Not fear of
any thing or person. Just plain fear without an object, but none
the
less terrible for that. I lay in bed with all the physical symptoms
of intense fear. Dry mouth, sweating palms, thumping heart and
shallow, hasty breathing. My heart was beating so hard that at each
beat a loose brass knob on the bedstead rattled. Fortunately for
me,
my friend saw that something was seriously wrong and she sent for
my
family, who fetched me away. They were exceedingly suspicious. The
Warden was exceedingly uncomfortable, but no one could prove
anything, so nothing was said. My mind was a blank. I was
thoroughly
cowed and very exhausted, and my one desire was to get away.I
did not recover, however, as had been expected. The intensity of
the
symptoms wore off, but I continued to be exceedingly easily tired,
as
if I had been drained of all vitality. I knew that, somewhere at
the
back of my mind, was hidden the memory of a terrible experience,
and
I dared not think of it, because if I did, the shock and strain
would
be so severe that my mind would give way altogether. My chief
consolation was an old school arithmetic book, and I used to spend
hour upon hour doing simple sums to keep my mind from racing itself
to pieces in wondering what had been done to me and sidling up
towards the memory, and then shying away from it like a frightened
horse. Finally I gained some measure of peace by coming to the
conclusion that I had simply had a breakdown from overwork, and
that
the whole queer transaction was the fruit of my imagination. And
yet
there was a lingering feeling that it was real and this feeling
would
not let me rest.About
a year after the incident, my health still being very poor, I went
away to the country to recuperate, and there came across a friend
who
had been on the spot at the time of my breakdown. It had apparently
caused a good deal of talk, and I found here one who was not
inclined
to explain away my experience, but asked pertinent questions.
Another
new friend became interested in my case and haled me off to the
family doctor, who bluntly gave it as his opinion that I had been
hypnotised. It was before the days of psycho therapy, and his
ministrations to a mind diseased were limited to patting me on the
back and giving me a tonic and bromide. The tonic was useful, but
the
bromide was not, as it lowered my powers of resistance, and I
speedily discarded it, preferring to put up with my discomfort
rather
than to render myself defenceless. For all the time I was obsessed
by
the fear that this strange force, which had been applied to me so
effectually, would be applied again. But although I feared this
mysterious power, which I now realised was abroad in the world, I
cannot tell what a relief it was to me to find that the whole
transaction was not an hallucination, but an actual fact that one
could rise up and cope with.I
obtained my release from the bondage of this fear by facing the
whole
situation and determining to find out exactly what had been done to
me and how I could protect myself against a repetition of the
experience. It was an exceedingly unpleasant process, in fact the
reaction caused by recovering the lost memories was only a little
less violent than the original one; but I finally succeeded in
freeing myself from my hag-ridden condition of fear, although it
was
a very long time before my physical health became normal. My body
was
like an electric battery that has been completely discharged. It
took
a long time to charge up again, and every time it was used before
the
charging was completed, it ran down again rapidly. For a long time
I
had no reserves of energy, and after the least exertion would fall
into a dead sleep at any hour of the day. In the language of
occultism, the etheric double had been damaged, and leaked prana.
It
did not become normal until I took initiation into the occult order
in which I subsequently trained. Within an hour of the ceremony I
felt a change, and it is only upon the rarest occasions since then,
after some psychic injury, that I have had a temporary return of
those depleting attacks of exhaustion.I
have told this story in detail because it is a useful illustration
of
the manner in which the little-known powers of the mind can be
abused
by an unscrupulous person. First-hand experience is of far more
value
than any amount of illustration from the pages of history, however
well authenticated.If
such a transaction had taken place during the Middle Ages, the
parish
priest would have organised a witch-hunt. In the light of my own
experiences I am not at all surprised that people who had acquired
a
reputation for the practice of witchcraft were lynched, the methods
are so terrible and so intangible. We may think the records of the
witch-trials are ridiculous, with their tales of wax images melting
in front of slow fires, or the crucifying of christened toads, or
the
reciting of little jingles, such as "Horse, hattock, To ride, to
ride." But if we understand the use of mind-power we soon
realise that these things were simply aids to concentration. There
is
no essential difference between sticking pins into a wax image of
an
enemy and burning candles in front of a wax image
of the Virgin. You may think that both these practices are gross
superstition, but you can hardly think that one is real and potent
and deny reality and potency to the other. "The weapons of our
warfare are not carnal may as truly be said of the practitioners of
Black Magic as of the Church.My
own case belongs more to the realm of psychology than to occultism,
the method employed being an application of hypnotic power to
improper ends; I have given it, however, because I am convinced
that
hypnotic methods are very largely used in Black Magic, and that
telepathic suggestion is the key to a large proportion of its
phenomena. I cite my own case, painful as it is to me to do so,
because an ounce of experience is worth a pound of theory. It was
this experience which led me to take up the study of analytical
psychology, and subsequently of occultism.As
soon as I touched the deeper aspects of practical psychology and
watched the dissection of the mind under psycho-analysis, I
realised
that there was very much more in the mind than was accounted for by
the accepted psycho logical theories. I saw that we stood in the
centre of a small circle of light thrown by accurate scientific
knowledge, but around us was a vast, circumambient sphere of
darkness, and in that darkness dim shapes were moving. It was in
order to understand the hidden aspects of the mind that I
originally
took up the study of occultism.I
have had my full share of the adventures of the Path; have known
men
and women who could indubitably be ranked as adepts; seen phenomena
such as no seance room has ever known, and borne my share in it;
taken part in psychic feuds, and stood my watch on the roster of
the
occult police force which, under the Masters of the Great White
Lodge, keeps guard over the nations, each according to its race;
kept
the occult vigil when one dare not sleep while the sun is below the
horizon; and hung on desperately, matching my staying-power against
the attack until the moon-tides changed and the force of the
onslaught blew itself out.And
through all these experiences I was learning to interpret occultism
in the light of psychology and psychology in the light of
occultism,
the one counterchecking and explaining the other.Because
of my specialised knowledge people came to me when an occult attack
was suspected, and their experience reinforces and supplements my
own. Moreover, there is a considerable literature on the subject to
be found in quarters where one would least expect it - in accounts
of
folk-lore and ethnology, in the State Records of witch-trials, and
even under the guise of fiction. These independent records, by
people
in no way interested in psychic phenomena, confirm the statements
made by those who have experienced occult attacks.On
the other hand, we have to distinguish very carefully between
psychic
experience and subjective hallucination; we have to be sure that
the
person who complains of a psychic assault is not hearing the
reverberation of his own dissociated complexes. The differential
diagnosis between hysteria, insanity and psychic attack is an
exceedingly delicate and difficult operation, for so frequently a
case is not clear-cut, more than one element being present; a
severe
psychic attack causing a mental breakdown, and a mental breakdown
laying its victim open to invasion from the Unseen. All these
factors
have to be borne in mind when investigating an alleged occult
attack,
and it shall be my task in these pages not only to indicate the
methods of occult defence, but also to show the methods of
differential diagnosis.It
is very necessary, with so much occult knowledge about, that people
should know an occult attack when they see it. These things are
much
more common than is generally realised. The recent tragedy in Iona
gives point to this assertion. No occultist is under any illusion
as
to that death being from natural causes. In my own experience I
have
known of similar deaths.In
my novel, The
Secrets of Dr. Taverner, there
were presented, under the guise of fiction, a number of cases
illustrative of the hypotheses of occult science. Some of these
stories were built up to show the operation of the invisible
forces;
others were drawn from actual cases; and some of these were written
down rather than written up in order to render them readable by the
general public.So
much first-hand experience, confirmed by independent evidence,
should
not go unregarded, especially since rational explanations are
difficult to find save in terms of the occult hypotheses. It may be
possible to explain away each individual case mentioned in these
pages by alleging hallucination, fraud, hysteria, or plain lying,
but
it is not possible to explain the sum-total of them in this way.
There cannot be so much smoke without some fire. It is not possible
that the prestige of the magician in antiquity and the dread of the
witch in the Middle Ages could have arisen without some basis in
experience. The vapourings of the wise woman would be no more
heeded
than those of the village idiot if no painful consequences had ever
been found to follow upon them. Fear was the motive of these
persecutions, and fear founded upon bitter experience; for it was
not
officialdom which incited the witch-burnings, but whole
country-sides
that rose up for a lynching. The universal horror of the witch must
have some cause behind it.The
labyrinthine windings of the Left-hand Path are as extensive as
they
are devious; but while exposing them in something, at any rate, of
their horror, I still maintain that the Right-hand Path of
initiation
and occult knowledge is a way to the loftiest mystical experiences
and a means of lifting the burden of human suffering. Not every
student of this knowledge necessarily abuses it; there are many,
nay,
the great majority, who hold it selflessly in trust for mankind,
using it to heal and bless and redeem that which is lost. It may
well
be asked, If this knowledge can be so disastrously abused, why
should
its veil ever be lifted? What answer is made to this question is a
matter of temperament. Some will maintain that knowledge of
whatever
kind cannot be without its value. Other may say we had better let
sleeping dogs lie. The trouble is, however, that sleeping dogs have
an unfortunate knack of waking up spontaneously. So much occult
knowledge is abroad in the world, so much of the kind of things
described in these pages is going on unknown and unsuspected in our
midst, that it is very desirable that men of goodwill should
investigate the forces which men of evil will have perverted to
their
own ends. These things are the pathologies of the mystic life, and
if
they were better understood, many tragedies might be
averted.On
the other hand, it is not well that everybody should indulge in the
study of textbooks of pathology. A vivid imagination and a weak
head
are a disastrous combination. The readers of that one-time "best
seller," Three
Men in a Boat, may
remember the fate of the individual who spent a wet Sunday
afternoon
reading a medical textbook. At the finish he was firmly convinced
he
had got every single disease described therein with the single
exception of house maid's knee.This
book is not intended merely to make the flesh creep, but is
designed
as a serious contribution to a little-understood aspect of abnormal
psychology, perverted, in some instances, to the purposes of crime.
It is a book intended for serious students and for those who find
themselves confronted by the problems it describes, and who are
trying to understand them and find a way out. My chief aim in
speaking so frankly is to open the eyes of men and women to the
nature of the forces that are at work below the surface of everyday
life. It may happen to any one of us to break through the thin
crust
of normality and find ourselves face to face with these forces.
Reading of the cases cited in this book, we may well say that
there,
but for the grace of God, goes any one of us. If I can give in
these
pages the knowledge which protects, I shall have fulfilled my
purpose.
Chapter 1. Signs Of Psychic Attack
IF we look at the universe around us we cannot fail to
realise that there must be some overruling plan co-ordinating its
infinite complexity. If we take into our hands and examine minutely
any living thing, however simple, equally must we realise that the
ordered diversity of its parts is built up on a determining
framework. Science has sought in vain for this organising
principle; it will never find it on the physical plane, for it is
not physical. It is not the inherent nature of atoms which causes
them to arrange themselves in the complex patterns of living
tissues. The driving forces of the universe, the framework upon
which it is built up in all its parts, belong to another phase of
manifestation than our physical plane, having other dimensions than
the three to which we are habituated, and perceived by other modes
of consciousness than those to which we are accustomed.We live in the midst of invisible forces whose effects alone
we perceive. We move among invisible forms whose actions we very
often do not perceive at all, though we may be profoundly affected
by them.In this mind-side of nature, invisible to our senses,
intangible to our instruments of precision, many things can happen
that are not without their echo on the physical plane. There are
beings that live in this invisible world as fish live in the sea.
There are men and women with trained minds, or special aptitudes,
who can enter into this invisible world as a diver descends to the
ocean-bed. There are also times when, as happens to a land when the
sea-dykes break, the invisible forces flow in upon us and swamp our
lives.Normally this does not occur. We are protected by our very
incapacity to perceive these invisible forces. There are four
conditions, however, in which the veil may be rent and we may meet
the Unseen. We may find ourselves in a place where these forces are
concentrated. We may meet people who are handling these forces. We
may ourselves go out to meet the Unseen, led by our interest in it,
and get out of our depth before we know where we are; or we may
fall victim to certain pathological conditions which rend the
veil.The Threshold of the Unseen is a treacherous coast on which
to bathe. There are potholes and currents and quicksands. The
strong swimmer, who knows ±he coast, may venture in comparative
safety. The non-swimmer, who takes counsel of nothing but his own
impulses, may pay for his temerity with his life. But we must not
make the mistake of thinking that these invisible forces are
necessarily evil and inimical to humanity. They are no more
inimical in themselves than are water or fire, but they are potent.
If we run counter to them, the result is disastrous for us, for we
have broken a natural law; but they are not out to attack us, any
more than we are out to attack them. We must face the fact,
however, that men and women with knowledge of these things, have,
both in the past and in the present, used that knowledge
unscrupulously, and that we may find our selves involved in the
results of their actions. It may safely be said that the Unseen is
only evil and inimical to humanity when it has been corrupted and
perverted by the activities of these unscrupulous men and women,
whom initiates call adepts of the Left-hand Path.We must consider the outward and visible signs of psychic
attack before we are in a position to analyse the nature of such
attacks and indicate their source of origin. It is a fundamental
rule that diagnosis must precede treatment. There are many
different kinds of psychic attacks, and the methods that will
dispose of one will be ineffectual against another.The commonest form of psychic attack is that which proceeds
from the ignorant or malignant mind of our fellow human beings. We
say ignorant as well as malignant, for all attacks are not
deliberately motived; the injury may be as accidental as that
inflicted by a skidding car. This must always be borne in mind, and
we should not impute malice or wickedness as a matter of course
when we feel we are being victimised. Our persecutor may himself be
a victim. We should not accuse a man of malice if we had linked
hands with him and he had stepped on a live rail. Nevertheless, we
should receive at his hands a severe shock. So it may be with many
an occult attack. The person from whom it emanates may not have
originated it. Therefore we should never respond to attack by
attack, thus bringing ourselves down to the moral level of our
attackers, but rely upon more humane methods, which are, in
reality, equally effectual and far less dangerous to
handle.People also come into touch with the Unseen through the
influence of places. Someone who is not actually psychic, but who
is sufficiently sensitive to perceive the invisible forces
subconsciously, may go to a place where they are concentrated at a
high tension. Normally, although we move in the midst of these
forces (for they sustain our universe), we are oblivious of them.
Where they are concentrated, however, unless we are very
dense-minded, we begin to be dimly conscious of something that is
affecting us and stirring our subliminal self.It may happen that the barrier between consciousness and
subconsciousness is dense in some people, and they are never able
clearly to realise what is going on. They merely have the sense of
oppression and general malaise, which lifts when they go away to
another place. Consequently, the condition may never be detected,
and lead to years of ill-health and misery.More commonly, however, if there is a definite psychic attack
of sufficient force to make itself noticeable at all, there will
soon begin to appear characteristic dreams. These may include a
sense of weight upon the chest, as if someone were kneeling on the
sleeper. If the sense of weight is present, it is certain that the
attack emanates locally, for the weight is due to the concentration
of etheric substance or ectoplasm, and is sufficiently tangible to
press down the scale of a balance when it is possible to capture it
for measurement. A great deal of research has been done with
materialising mediums upon the nature of this tangible subtle
substance, and the reader is referred to the books on the
experiments conducted by Crawford with the Goligher Circle at
Belfast, and in Paris with Eva C. by other experimenters, for
further information and evidence on this subject. It may be noted
that Crawford eventually committed suicide for no known
reason.A sense of fear and oppression is very characteristic of.
occult attack, and one of the surest signs that herald it. It is
extremely rare for an attack to make itself manifest out of the
blue, as it were. We are not in our normal state of mind, body and
circumstance, and then find ourselves su [...]