Spirits of the dead enter the bodies of the living to create mischief, to do harm, and a variety of nasty and good things. I seem to be a radio receiver for spirits of animals and people, yet it’s weird that I’m someplace else, place in another universe. A spirit inside of another body feels the pleasures that an individual engages in sexual, sensual pleasures of being in luxury anything that the body chooses to engage in. These weren’t spirits of dead people, they were those of machines that were destroyed or ceased functioning. It’s weird machine spirits I’ve seen them apparition-like spirits that slid into human or animal bodies. Personalities are stolen, and the spirit that hijacked the body made tremendous efforts to assert the domination of its own character. Exorcists had tried to purge them out it turned out almost impossible. It was decided that a machine could purge a machine spirit out of someone’s body. I witnessed the absurdity of it, wouldn’t have to be a spiritual machine? Crazy ideas proliferated. Spiritually minded people used a large number of candles puffed up huge amounts of smoke and made up chants that had no basis in tradition or anything known. Doctors tried to operate they surmised a tiny device was embedded in the body, it turned out wrong. Hundreds of absurdities, all dead ends. 

Salutations, I’m Jori of the Sivol my people are lovers of trees, I don’t live in one, mainly a ground dweller. Broken down dead machines inhabiting people’s bodies had always been true. Health improves because of the machine’s spirits, not a bad situation. To invite a machine spirit meant to surrender part of our independence to those spirits. There’s no way that I would invite them in, I love the purity of my body the way it had been with all its quirks, perfection is not for me. 

People possessed by the spirit machines gradually became blank what I mean is they sat cross-legged staring into nothing machines’ sounds came from their bodies. Wires and pipes began to sprout from their bodies joined to the ground they were the machines. Their human life force halted, motionless there was nothing to help them return to their former lives. I haven’t been intimidated by the spirit machine they’ve asked me to one with their consciousness the allure of the enticements was temping I blocked them.