Corrupted Yantra

​Confession by R.J.

​Eugene, it’s nice to hear that you have picked up meditation. I do have to warn you that meditation is like a double edged sword. It can be bad for you if you don’t know how to meditate, or meditate wrongly. I would strongly recommend you get guidance for this.
 
I had an unfortunate incident about five, six years ago.
 
 
You know what’s a yantra? Yantras are used for the worship of deities in temples or at home, and also as an aid in meditation.
 
The one I bought online was corrupted. It was a cloth poster, digitally hand painted, but very artistically done and looked great on the wall. That was my first mistake.
 
Yantra, when energized and used correctly, can help the practitioner connect with the right deities, but when used wrongly…. Which was what happened to me.
 
I started experiencing funny things in my house. There would be portions of the house where it would be very cold. I’m talking about air-con level cold in hot, Singaporean weather. All I had on was a ceiling fan.
 
Electronic items started breaking down. My television had to be changed twice in a year and repaired once. The second time I wanted to it sent for repair, I was told to get a new one as the circuit boards were fried.
 
I found out I wasn’t the only one experiencing this. When I bumped into the neighbor in the lift, we got to chatting and he shared very openly that he hadn’t been sleeping well. He believed his house was haunted.
 
He said he could see multiple female entities in his house, outside his window. He would sleep at night, and find himself on the floor in the next morning. There were no bruises or anything to indicate a fall, and it was not likely that he would have rolled off the bed but not wake up. His TV and lights would turn on and off. Then his house cat ran away, never to come back.
 
I told him perhaps it could be due to the ongoing MRT construction works causing vibrations resulting in these experiences.
 
When I went back home that day, I made the second mistake - I started making offerings to the Yantra. I didn’t even know why I did that. At that time, It just seemed like a good idea.

The haunting got worse. This was also during the time of the Hungry Ghost Festival so I assumed it was just a phase, and since my neighbor was also experiencing weird incidences, I didn’t think it was all that bad.
 
By October that same year, the encounters were no longer subtle. I was home earlier from work one day as I wasn’t feeling too well and saw my “wife” in the kitchen. I chatted with her as usual. It didn’t occur to me why she would be home at this time. It seemed that during that whole episode I was in a state of trance.
 
I went to shower and came out seeing my wife waiting for me on the bed in an inviting manner. Of course we got intimate. Midway during intercourse I saw that the person on top of me wasn’t my wife. It had gray skin, long red tongue, multiple hands and it was huge!
 
I screamed!
 
 
Then my senses came back to me, as if a fog had been lifted. I found that I was alone on the bed. I called my wife immediately and found that she was still at work.
 
I went to my study room and meditated to calm myself. Each time I meditated, I felt at ease. Which was the whole point of meditation, wasn’t it? So if you were to ask me if I suspected anything wrong with that Yantra at that time, I would say no.
 
After that incident, I can no longer tell what was real or an illusion anymore. I would be going through some days that seemed very real, only to “wake up” in a different place or in the midst of doing something inappropriate.
 
My wife suggested calling a medium to our house. I had kept her up to date with my experiences. On her part, she wasn’t affected at all. She had encountered some strange things, but everything could be rationalized, which she did.
 
When the Guru walked into the house, the first thing he said was. “Wah, how do you all live in this place?” He said that with the level of negative energy present in my house, it was amazing we could still stay on. He conducted a ritual and traced the problem to my poster.
 
He asked me why I bought it. I said it was to help me with my meditation. He told me to take a closer look at the poster and then it dawned on me that the image on the poster looked nothing like the initial yantra I had bought. Over time the image had transformed into something unrecognizable. Again, it was like a fog was lifted. Only when he had pointed it out then it became obvious.

He wrapped the poster with a red thread and burnt it. He placed the ashes inside an earthen jar and brought it away with him.
 
He said he couldn’t capture all the entities, some had run to the neighboring units, but he could seal our home to prevent them from returning. Also, without the portal, our house should not have further problems.