Crack Cocaine is a Demonic Possesion!

Find a church that will give you deliverance prayers. Call out to Jesus, pray and tell him you make him your Lord and Saviour. Evangelical churches will offer you deliverance prayer, maybe other denominations too. Many hide from it. Just been praying for a crack and heroin addict today. He was shaking and couldnt get away quick enough afterwards, thats why im looking into this now. Drugs and alcohol are a gateway to the demonic. Pray to God snd repent and read the bible aloud as mentioned on other comments here. I recommend Christian rehab, onlu Jesus has aithority over Satan and the demonic. Sorcery cant eridicate the demonic, it just comes back angrier. Jesus Christ conquers all, God bless you

My name is Brandon
I tried everything under the stars.i can't seem to get it.im practically dieing myself.im gonna try to go a different route other than Bible although I do believe in it but I need more than just faith.i been waiting on faith for 20 years.time for a change.im gonna try channeling my crack demons.

bro just stop feeding the devil he wants to burn you forever go to god

When i used to smoke crack. The demons would come close just out of sight. Some times you catch them out the corner of you eyes. But when you look they are gone. They can move small things . Make doors creek , tapping sounds. Maybe they are always around and doing crack makes you aware. Or they come when you are high waiting for you to be at your lowest.

I can't quit crack. I have no job, no money, no girlfriend & actually live in my mums basement.
I HATE life, everything and everyone in it. I just want to kill myself but I'm scared of ending up in hell....

Same here. I used crack for 30ys. When I first started using, I had a erotic feeling. As time of using reached a habit, I would have feelings of paranoia and unwaranted fear. But I constantly craved it. Who in their right mind does this. My friend started seeing people that were not there. I would hear people talking and walking in the house. So miserable. I know this was demons entering into my mind. I finally woke one day a was disgusted with it. Today I am healed and it was the Most High.

I am on crack cocaine bad i want to stop but I don't know how i have been to treatment many of times and when I go i really be going to get clean but for some reason the devil comes right back what am I doing wrong some body please help me i tied Lord I'm tied

I am addicted to heroin and sometimes smoke freebase/crack or iv coc, only when i do coc whether smoke or iv I have the same experience, as soon as im high i feel their presence, i cant see them directly but i do see figures in my peripheral vision. I feel something holding onto the back of my shirt, i can even see my shirt being held and pulled back in mirror. My dog sees them also. Its like theres one on my back, when i look at the reflection in the windows i see a slight blur in a small human shape. I can feel the presence and see it. I was thinking maybe this is loved ones on the other side trying to make me stop because it actually ruins the high and makes me never want to do it again but i get an evil vibe from it. So you guys think this is demonic entities feeding off of my energy when high? Is Its like they are always there just waiting for me to get high? Or when im high i am more alert or in tune or something? This is only in my house btw, if im outside it doesn't happen. Although sometimes in the car i will feeling them behind me and see shadows in the rear view mirror. God help me . Jesus come into my heart and free me from these addictions and guide me. Amen. I pray for all those who have this problem.. god be with you

I see all types of things even when I'm not on drugs,, why???

You can start morning jogs and gym exercise..... It will cleanse the blood of all trace of drugs left ok

I wanted to share my experience smoking crack and opening the gateway to demonic spirits. I had been smoking crack for about 5 years with my girlfriend and we definitely opened the spiritual gateway to demonic entities. We saw all kinds of demons and were actually pursued by them in a few cases were we had to flee the house. One time a dog like demon with the head of a child with a spiked collar tore the basement door off the hinges and threw it across the family room. Needless to say we booked it out of the house. Another time we were in the bedroom and we had the door closed and locked and put a snake camera under the door and we both took turns taking hits of crack and then looking at camera images and we both saw the same images of multiple spirits. One was a black rastafarian man's head chopped off with serpents as hair crawling down the hallway. Others were creatures that sort of looked like the alien's hand creature from the movie but not as scary looking. There were many others. Most times they would come down the hallway and bang on the door and then vanish. It was some scary sh*t. And i know they were there because I would look at the camera, then see what was there while my girlfriend would not look. Then I would turn the camera off and have her turn it back on and see what she saw. Every time it was the same thing! We were not hallucinating! Then I toke the next step. I figured I would see if I could photograph them. I toke a bunch of photos with an iphone. I caught them on film. It was f*****g amazing. It got to the point were the whole house was shaking, things running around on the roof and inside, in the basement. It was insane. We got so scared and eventually stopped smoking crack. It took weeks for the noises and knockings and footsteps to cease. I truly believe they would have ended up possessing or killing us if we wouldn't have stopped. Please share your thoughts. I have no reason to make this up.

Amen, so true

There are sevral types of entities.Iblees(ranked number 1 in the entity world) Shiatans ranked 2  Jinns ranked 4  Devils Demons ranked 3 Greys(they havest souls) Poltergeists Mips Figs Fimi. . I clear there house and garden and their body thats full of them. When someone does their 5th line of crack cocaine, the portals open up and the above list walkin. you heard of a walkin? most demons hang in pubs and then pounce. They love low consciosuness energy. When someone get very drunk the soul leaves the body and the grey has a great opportunity to harvest yr soul. The entities want to destroy yourself. They cause depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts. However they is a solution and can be rectified. I knew someone that had cocaine addiction she was crazy and did quite evil things. 

Why do you hear and feel spirits when you're smoking crack?

To all who are in bondage to.crack. It is a real demon spirit. I know because I have seen it. I am not a crack smoker or drug user. I haven't had a drink in years (I grew up in an alcoholic family) and I have never smoked weed or cigarettes. My husband, however would try anything when it came to drugs and alcohol. We started going out at age 15 in 1969. He did all kinds of drugs. Then after 10 years we split and he moved to Florida in 1979 to live with a relative. This was the worst time to move there as crack was about to hit. He met a girl and she said "Try this." He was hooked and his life destroyed from this moment on. I did not know what was going on. I moved to Egypt and lived there fior 4 years. This was in 1983. My husband and I didn't speak again until 1997. I am a person who gets dreams that are prophetic sometimes and I started dreaming about him for 6 straight months. Something was terribly wrong and I knew he needed me. I tracked.him down and found him in Miami-Dade Jail where he had been held for 8 months. Everyone had deserted him. He was about to be branded as an habitual offender and they were looking to give him 20 years. His lawyer said he would be lucky to get away with his life. The judge heard the story about the girlfriend who had returned after 18 years apart. The judge said to him "you are very fortunate. Not everyone gets a 2nd chance." And then he spoke to me and said, "I will release him to you. Take him out of Florida for good." And he was released. He asked me to drive him somewhere. Unbeknownst to me, he went to buy crack. I didn't know anything about what I was dealing with but I began to learn quick. I brought him back to NY with me. I.had made the judge a promise. 4 months later, he and I were married - something he hadn't wanted when he was younger. What followed was some good times and some really bad times. He was put on psych meds. And then one day, he went to the MD and they found his liver function tests were elevated. The doctor ran a Hepatitis C test and it was positive. He had no idea that he had it. I was working in a doctor's office at that time and got him hooked up with a gastroenterologist whom I had known for years who sent him to a liver transplant doctor. They had a long discussion and Tony (my husband) understood that if nothing changed he was going to die. He went on a Hep C med (not the ones they have now) and for 2 years, he didn't smoke crack and drank no alcohol. The cigarettes he didn't stop. But praise be to God, he was clean and sober. He took his meds and his viral load started to drop. He was doing great. Then one day, he went to a place where he bumped.into a dealer he knew who asked him if he wanted "just one." That was the beginning of the end for him. He started getting high, staying out for days and then finally one night he needed cigarettes and had no money so he drove his truck thru the plate glass window of a convenience store and stole a carton of cigarettes. He was seen by a neighbor who called the police who, after a chase, caught him. He went to prison. Did 18 months of a 3 year sentence. When he got out, he had made up his mind he didn't want a liver. He just wanted to get high. This was 2007. He started getting sicker and sicker. Finally, one night I came home and found him smoking crack in my house which I didn't allow. I could tell that awful snell from a mile away. I went into the bedroom and he followed me. I looked into his eyes and what looked back at me was not the man I had known for years but something that hated me and wanted to kill and hurt me. It wasn't human and it wasn't him. He grabbed me by the forearms and I started screaming "no..." Then something strange happened. He was just about to force ne back on the bed. He said he was going to tie me up and he was much stronger than me. Suddenly he let go of me, turned and walked out of the room. I think God saved me that night. I think he ordered the demon back. I don't think my husband had the strength to do it. But all I know is I wasn't hurt. But I do know I looked into the eyes of the crack demon, full of hate for me, that night.

Shortly thereafter, my husband planned to move back to Florida. I refused to go. I told him if you go, you are going to wind up getting arrested and going back to jail. And this time, I will not be able to help you. I also cannot afford collect calls so there will be none of those. This is your own decision. He asked me if I would drive him to the airport. He was very ill at this point. I was afraid he would collapse at the airport. But I told him I couldn't. What was pulling him was a friend of his who he met while in jail. The man was a C.O. My husband was a skilled electrician and he wanted him to come and do some work for him. A perfect recipe for disaster. The friend didn't want to listen to me. He was leaving a ticket for him at the airport the following week. Then on Sunday, he started bleeding heavily from the rectum. He went to the E.R. and they discharged him. I had put him out of the house as I couldn't stand to see what he was doing to himself and I didn't want to be around the nasty stuff. So the next day, he went to his own doctor who called the hospital and said "I am sending him back and don't discharge him." My husband called me and asked me to come to the hospital. I got there as soon as I could. He looked awful. His skin was yellow and he was shaking. He had no strength anymore. They admitted him. He kept talking to his nurse about his plans to move back to Florida. But he kept bleeding. His bed was full of bright red blood. No one there did anything for him when they should have. I came the next night and he was acting crazy. I couldn't take it any more so I left. He spent his last hours with his nurse. He was in terrible pain in his belly which he couldn't even localize. It was everywhere.

It turned out that he had both peritonitis and sepsis. Sepsis kills in 72 hours.

Early in the morning, an aide came in. He was gasping, breathing his last breaths. She ran and got the doc who intubated him and they took him to the ICU. Then they called me not only because I was his wife but because I would be the one to make decisions on stopping life support as were his wishes (when he was sane). I got to his room and it looked like a funeral parlor. Lights down low. So I called a few of his friends who were not into drugs and we asked for a priest and we all held hands to pray for him. Because Jesus said. "When 2 or more of you are gathered in my name, there am I in your midst."

I got there at around 9am. He died at 4:33 pm. His heart just started to slow...50...49...48...47 and so on. And then it stopped. The demon had been permanently silenced. And the demon had NOT won. My husband did not go back to Florida where many terrible things would have happened to innocent people in his quest for money for crack.

But God did not allow it.

I am sure some of you remember when you were outside playing with your friends as a kid and your mother said, "I want you back in when the street lights come on." Well, it was like that. God whispered in his ear. "It is time for you to come home now." And He took him away to where he would be safe. And the demon was left behind in his empty shell.

Do I believe he went to heaven with Jesus. Yes I do. All we have to do is reach out to God, even in our last minutes of life, and He will reach out to us. This is not something I was able to see with my eyes but with my spirit and in faith.

All of this was 9 years ago. God loves all of us. No matter what we have done - and I know crack smokers do some terrible things - things they would not want to admit in daylight. God knows everything you have done but He loves you still, nonetheless. When you hear demons while you are smoking crack, they are trying to drag you out of His hands. No one can force you to go with them. Believe me, hell was not meant for man. Heaven was. Don't listen to the demon who will say, "But look at all the bad things you have done and all the people you have hurt. How could God love you?

The fact of the matter is that He has never stopped loving you. In fact, He has never moved from your side, in spite of everything. He is just waiting for you to reach out to Him.