I know many people when they hear something about Lucifer, they're guard is instantly up.
And for good reason too.
So, recently I had found a book called 'Conversations With The Goddess', by Mark Amaru Pinkham.
It really interested me, and I found this chapter about Lucifer. Mark had wanted to come in contact with him, wanting to see who Lucifer actually was, his conversation with the Goddess - She seemed upset that we humans make Lucifer out as the bad guy and that really he was just misunderstood.
I thought I'd give it a shot. Call out to Lucifer. Now, I am a Lucid Dreamer, and I can astral project sometimes. With this on my side, I decided before bed to pray to Lucifer. I invited him into my dreams, and into my room. I told him I wanted to see who he was. What he actually was, to see if he was indeed misunderstood.
After I fell asleep, soon I was faced with me astral projecting. I was above my body, looking down at it as I felt sometime touch me. It was a nice, warm kind of touch and so I didn't mind it. Though I wondered who it was, and asked whoever it was to show themselves. I remember specifically a soft, deep male voice asked me if I was sure, and I said yes.
Still looking down at myself, my pillow morphed and I was faced with a awful laugh. The sight of a mix between those fake dragons the Chinese flail around during some celebration, and the face of a demon-like mask the Samurai would wear. It scared me so bad, and I felt so vulnerable. I quickly began praying to my Goddess, Lucifer now moving about in my room. As I prayed, he cling onto me which burned. I could actually feel it, and what I felt was pain.
This was the first time I tried contacting him.
The next time (which I did stupidly) turned out just as bad. Left me scared, and praying. I awoke, and couldn't go back to sleep. I was too frightened to.
I don't know if maybe he did that to simply scare me away from finding out who he was or something else.
I will never pray to Lucifer again.
Now, I'm very careful.