MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS: A DEVIL'S PACT BETWEEN EDDIE & SHELLEY (PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES
&
DEMON SPIRITS
(PTSD DREAMS)
CREATED
BY
J. BECK
2026
MEETING DEITIES
&
DEMON SPIRITS:
A
DEVIL'S PACT
BETWEEN
EDDIE & SHELLEY
(PTSD DREAMS)
The
Demonic Pact
&
The Slow Burn
Of Their Friendship
In the rotting husk of that abandoned tenement on the edge of what used to be called Greenwich Village in Columbus, Ohio, 1987 smelled like mildew, spilled wine, cigarette ash, and the sweet-metal undertone of approaching death.
That was where Shelley (21) & Eddie (27) became something no one had vocabulary for—not lovers in any conventional sense, not siblings, not dealer and client, but a single feral organism stitched together by desperation, lust, sacrilege, and an almost religious tenderness.
The pact itself had been theatrical in the most pathetic way. Shelley knelt barefoot on the splintered floorboards in cutoff denim so short the frayed edges rode up the curve of her ass every time she shifted. Thick blonde curls spilled over her shoulders and stuck to the sweat on her neck.
She wore a thin gray crop-top that had once said “ property of” something before the letters flaked away. The open bottle of cheap red lay on its side beside her knee, leaking slowly into the cracks like sacrificial blood.
Eddie reclined on the cracked red leather couch—shirtless, ribs and collarbones sharp under jaundiced skin, long greasy black hair fanned across the cushion like spilled ink.
A half-smoked cigarette dangled from his lips. Kaposi’s lesions bloomed violet-brown across his chest and arms like dark orchids.
She signed the paper on the lid of the old steamer trunk they used as a coffee table.
The contract was written in ballpoint on lined notebook paper torn from one of Eddie’s journals.
No Latin, no parchment, no blood—just her looping teenage handwriting promising her soul in exchange for one very specific thing:
Let me keep tasting him until the end.
Not “save him.” Not “cure him.” Just the tongue-kissing. The deep, slow, filthy French-kissing that had started months earlier as a cruel game and become the only sacrament either of them still believed in.
The Devil—if He bothered to show up at all—did not appear in horns and wings. There was no sulfur stink, no dramatic temperature drop.
What arrived instead was a subtle rewiring: once the paper was folded and dropped into the open trunk, their mouths simply became more sensitive to each other than to anything else in the world. Lips, tongues, the roof of the mouth, the thin skin behind the teeth—every nerve ending there now registered ten times stronger than clitoris or cock ever could.
The rest of their bodies still felt heroin, hunger, fever, cold—but kissing Eddie became Shelley’s personal, private rapture, and letting Shelley kiss him became Eddie’s last reliable pleasure on earth.
They never fucked.
Not once.
They did everything adjacent to fucking. She would straddle his lap on the couch, crop-top rucked up so her bare breasts pressed against his lesions, rocking slowly while they kissed for forty minutes without stopping.
He would slide two skeletal fingers inside her while she sucked on his tongue like it was the last vein he’d ever hit. She jerked him off with spit-slick palm while he bit her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, then licked it back into her mouth.
They sixty-nined on the filthy mattress in the corner, but always stopped short of penetration—because penetration would have broken the spell. Penetration belonged to bodies that expected a future. Their mouths did not.
The demonic enhancement made every kiss feel like mainlining something purer than heroin. When their tongues slid together, slow and obscene,
Shelley tasted copper and sickness and the faint chemical ghost of whatever he’d shot up that afternoon, and it made her clit throb so violently she sometimes came from kissing alone—shuddering, gasping into his mouth, thighs shaking around his hips.
Eddie, whose body had mostly forgotten how to feel good, would groan low in his throat and spill across her stomach or between her breasts after nothing more than her tongue curling against the underside of his. The act itself became orgasmic; the finish was almost secondary.
They lived in a permanent state of foreplay stretched across weeks and months.
Other rituals grew around the kissing.
She shaved him when the lesions made it too painful for him to do himself—careful razor strokes along his jaw while he sat on the edge of the trunk, then rewarded him with long, drugged-out kisses that left her lipstick smeared across his freshly smooth skin.
He painted her toenails black with polish stolen from a Walgreens, then sucked each toe into his mouth while she smoked and watched the cherry glow in the dark.
She cooked for him on a hotplate—canned spaghetti, instant coffee, whatever could be afforded—and fed him bites between kisses, passing chewed food from her tongue to his like baby birds.
He wrote her filthy love letters in the margins of his old medical charts, folded them into tiny squares, and tucked them inside her bra so she would find them hours later when she undressed.
They shot up together, but never shared needles. Instead they shared the ritual afterward: she would clean the blood off his arm with her tongue, then offer him her own fresh puncture so he could taste her in return.
When the fevers came hard and his teeth chattered, she wrapped herself around him like a blanket, pressing her mouth to his until the shaking stopped. When the night sweats soaked them both, they lay naked and slick, kissing through the salt and sickness until exhaustion took them under.
The graffiti on the walls—HAIL SATAN, inverted crosses, 666 in dripping red—watched them every night like indifferent witnesses.
Sometimes Shelley laughed against Eddie’s lips and whispered,
“We’re so fucking stupid,” and he would laugh too, the sound raw and wet, and kiss her harder.
Toward the end, when he could no longer sit up for very long, she knelt between his legs on the couch and simply rested her head on his thigh, turning every few minutes to press slow, open-mouthed kisses along the inside seam of his jeans, over the softening cock beneath, up the trembling line of his stomach. He threaded bony fingers through her curls and held her there, not guiding, just anchoring.
The last night he was conscious, she crawled onto the couch beside him, pulled his wasted body half on top of hers, and kissed him until sunrise. No words. Just tongue against tongue, breath against breath, the faint taste of blood and copper and red wine lingering between them.
He died with her mouth still on his.
She did not scream or cry out. She simply kept kissing his cooling lips for another twenty minutes—soft, reverent, obscene—until rigor began to stiffen the small muscles around his mouth and she finally understood the contract was fulfilled on his end.
Afterward she sat on the floor beside the couch for three days, barefoot, chain-smoking, staring at the trunk where the folded paper still lay.
She never tried to take it back.
Some nights, years later, she would still wake up tasting him—grease, sickness, smoke, heroin, love—and her fingers would drift between her legs while she remembered the exact pressure of his tongue sliding against hers in that rotting room where they had made a friendship so complete it required damnation to hold it together.
Backstories for Shelley and Eddie:
Origins in the Shadows of 1987 Columbus
The story of Shelley and Eddie unfolds against the gritty, overlooked underbelly of late-1980s Columbus, Ohio—a Midwestern city far removed from the media spotlight that fell on New York or San Francisco during the AIDS crisis, yet quietly ravaged by the same forces.
Columbus in 1987 was a place of contrasts: a growing state capital with Ohio State University swelling its population, a nascent arts and punk scene clustered around the Short North (then still rough and transitional, known for danger, gangs like the Short North Posse, and a mix of bohemian squats and abandoned industrial spaces), and pockets of isolation where people with HIV/AIDS often died alone amid widespread fear, stigma, and limited resources.
The Columbus AIDS Task Force existed by then, offering early support and activism (including buddy programs and benefits at downtown gay bars), but the epidemic hit hard in the gay community, among IV drug users, and in the margins where heroin use overlapped with queer lives. Abandoned buildings—former warehouses, tenements, or flop houses near campus or the old industrial edges—became refuges for squatters, runaways, and those society had already written off. Satanic graffiti, pentagrams, and "666" tags were common in these decaying spaces during the height of the 1980s Satanic Panic, when heavy metal, punk rebellion, and urban decay fueled amateur occult aesthetics as much as genuine belief.
Shelley’s thick curly blonde hair and sharp blue eyes got her tips, but her defiance got her fired. By 20 she was living in cheap shared apartments near High Street, cycling through boyfriends who dealt small-time weed or pills.
Heroin crept in around 1984—first snorting at parties, then chasing the needle when the high felt too distant. She never identified as straight or gay; she just chased intensity. Sex was transactional or escapist, but kissing always felt more intimate, more revealing.
In 1986 she met Eddie at a dive bar in the Short North. He was already sick, already marked by the lesions, but still beautiful in that wasted, Byronic way. She didn't flinch.
Something about his quiet humor and the way he looked at her—like she was the only real thing in the room—hooked her.
They started as occasional hookup partners in the conventional sense, but as his health declined, the physical boundaries shifted. Penetration felt pointless when death was already inside him; mouths became the only safe, sacred space left.
The "pact" wasn't born from genuine occultism but from desperation and theater: a half-joking, half-serious ritual in an abandoned building they squatted in, scrawled with graffiti from previous occupants (squatters, metalheads, kids playing at darkness).
The folded paper in the old trunk was less a deal with the Devil and more a private vow to steal whatever pleasure they could from a world that offered them none.
Shelley never believed the Devil showed up. But after the "signing," kissing Eddie did become something transcendent—every nerve amplified, every taste electric.
She stayed because leaving would have meant admitting the world was right: that he was untouchable, that she was disposable. She became his caretaker, his lover in the only language left, his witness.
Eddie's Backstory
Eddie (no last name ever mattered; he joked it was "just Eddie, like Madonna") was born in 1960 in a dying mill town in eastern Ohio—Youngstown—where steel jobs were vanishing and fathers drank themselves numb. His family was devout Catholic, but the church offered no comfort when he realized at 13 he liked boys.
He ran away at 16, hitchhiked to Columbus, and landed in the nascent gay scene around campus and the Short North. By the late 1970s he was part of the underground: house parties, bathhouses (before they closed), and the first whispers of "gay cancer" in 1981.
He was beautiful once—tall, lean, dark greasy hair he wore long and wild, a quick laugh, a talent for sketching filthy caricatures on bar napkins. He worked odd jobs: busboy, bike messenger, occasional hustling when rent was due.
Heroin started as weekend party fuel in 1982, then became daily survival by 1984. Diagnosis came in 1985—Kaposi's sarcoma confirmed what the fevers and weight loss already screamed. Friends drifted away; family disowned him years earlier. He ended up in abandoned apartments, trading sex or drugs for company, until Shelley appeared.
Eddie was openly gay, but with Shelley it wasn't about orientation—it was about connection in extremis. He let her in because she didn't pity him. She kissed him like he was still alive, still desirable. The demonic "enhancement" was poetic license for what they built: a friendship so raw it felt supernatural.
He wrote her letters because words were all he had left to give. He held her curls while she cried into his chest because touch was currency. He died knowing someone had chosen him until the very end—not out of obligation, but out of a fierce, profane love.
Their bond was a product of the era: the isolation of AIDS in a Midwestern city without the visibility (or resources) of the coasts, the heroin epidemic that overlapped with queer desperation, the punk/squatter culture that romanticized ruin, and the human need to create meaning—however dark—when everything else was being stripped away.
In that rotting apartment, with its satanic tags watching like indifferent gods, they forged something eternal in the time they had left.
IN
THE AFTERLIFE
(PTSD DREAMS)
“Your signature started the ledger,”
Eddie explained, running a hand down her bare spine.
“Every contract you witnessed, every kiss you traded for loyalty
Every time you let someone taste despair and still chose to stay—it all added up.
The Devil likes efficiency. He likes servants who understand paperwork.”
The steam truck’s side doors slid open with a hiss of pressurized sulfur. Inside: rows of iron cages, each holding a translucent, flickering soul still tethered to its living body somewhere above.
They writhed, pleaded, raged. Some recognized Shelley and Eddie from nights in squats, back alleys, motel rooms.
Their eyes widened in betrayed horror.
One night—or what passed for night—Eddie pulled the truck to a halt on a cliff overlooking a sea of flame.
He cut the engine. Silence fell, broken only by the distant wailing.
He turned to her.
“Still worth it?” he asked.
Shelley exhaled smoke, took a long pull from the bottle, then passed it to him.
She leaned in, pressed her forehead to his, and whispered against his mouth:
“Every fucking mile.”
Then she kissed him—slow, deep, profane—and the steam truck rumbled back to life beneath them, ready for the next collection.
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
A DEVIL'S PACT
BETWEEN EDDIE & SHELLEY
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devils.html?m=1
. . .
(TO BE CONTINUED)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
EVE ENCOUNTERS
SHAPESHIFTING WOLF DEMON AAMON
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-eve_11.html?m=1
PICTORIAL NARRATIVE
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
DISCOVERING
THE INKY BLACK ABYSS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
EVE CONTINUES--YET
SECRET LIASON W/"THE TEMPTER"
SATAN’S DEMON SERPENT
&
BITTER BANISHMENT
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-eve_19.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
DEMONESS LILITH
TAUNTING & TEMPTING
ADAM
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demoness_8.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
APPENDIX
LILITH & BUER
SLIMEY
SHAPESHIFTING SLUGS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-appendix.html?m=1
(EROTIC NARRATIVE)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
DEMONESS LILITH
VISITS DEMON BUER
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demoness_6.html?m=1
(AN EROTIC NARRATIVE)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
EVE ENCOUNTERS DEMON BEELZEBUB
"THE LORD OF THE FLIES"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-eve_5.html?m=1
(An Erotic Narrative)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
EVE ENCOUNTER
DEMON BEELZEBU
"THE LORD OF THE FLIES"
PART 2
REMAINING NIGHTS
FOUR THROUGH SEVEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-eve_7.html?m=1
(AN EROTIC & PICTORIAL NARRATIVE)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
EVE CONTINUES SECRET LIASON
W/THE DEVIL'S DEMON SERPENT
AN EROTIC NARRATIVE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-eve.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"THE DEVIL--YOU KNOW"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil-you.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
ASHLING
SEEING GREEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-ashling.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS: DEMONESS ISOLDE POCESSION
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demoness.html?m=1
(EROTIC NARRATIVE)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
DEMONESS ISOLDE POSSESSION "AN UNEXPECTED GUEST" PART 2
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demoness_3.html?m=1
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
烏坊主
(Karasu Bōzu, or "Crow Monk")
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-karasu.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
LILITH & CYBELE
REACH A COMPROMISE
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/02/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-lilith.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
NORSE GOD LOKI
& GIANTESS ANGRBODA'S
MONSTROUS FAMILY
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-norse-god_30.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE DEVIL & LOKI MAKE AN ALLIANCE
ATOP MT KIRKJUFELL
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil_29.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
THE DEVIL
& THE FALSE PROPHET
BALAAM VISITING LILITH IN EGYPT
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil_27.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE DEVIL VISITS THE DEMON STOLAS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil_26.html?m=1
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE DEVIL MEETS BALAAM
IN OLD JERUSALEM
& ENCOUNTER JEWISH SUCCUBUS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil_87.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE HAG CONJURING NORSE GOD LOKI
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-hag.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE
MOTHER GODDESS
WITH
ANGRBODA & SINYN
"FINDING CHRIST"
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-mother_25.html?m=1
(PICTORIAL NARRATIVE)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"POLLUTING SACRED PLACES"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-polluting.html?m=1
(MOTHER GODDESS WITH
ANGRBODA & SINYN)
NORSE GOD
LOKI "THE TRICKSTER"
& TWO WIVES
ANGRBODA & SINYN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-norse-god.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
NORSE GOD
LOKI&TWO WIVES PART 2
"In the Fevered Aftermath"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-norse-god_24.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
NORSE GODDESS SINYN
DRAWS THE UNHOLY GHOST
SHADOW NIGH
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-norse.html?m=1
CARMELA SOPRANO
MOBSTER WIDOW
(SOURCE)
From
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS
(PTSD DREAMS)
&
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/carmela-soprano-mobster-widow-from.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
CARMELA VISITING THE MADONNA
DISCOVERS
"DEMONS' PLAY"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-carmela_22.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
SOPHIA AKA
THE BLACK MOTH
STALKED
BY AAMON
THE WOLF DEMON
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-sophia.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
AAMON BLACK WOLF DEMON
&
JANICE (La Madre Orsa)
VISITING CHRIST CRUCIFIX
(EROTIC & DEMONIC NARRATIVE)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demon-spirits-aamon-black-wolf.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
JANICE (MADRE ORSA)
RETURNING HOME
AS THE DEVIL'S
PRODIGAL DAUGHTER
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-janice.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"AN OLD FLAME"
THE DEVIL
&
JESSICA HARE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-old-flame.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
REVISITING
"AN OLD FLAME"
PART 2
THE DEVIL & JESSICA HARE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"AN OLD FLAME"
PART 3
THE
DEVIL & JESSICA HARE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-old-flame_20.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON
SPIRITS:
JESSICA HARE
RECALLS
MEETING
THE DEVIL IN 1985
PART 4
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-jessica.html?m=1
(A CONTINUATION OF "AN OLD FLAME ")
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE
DEVIL & LILITH
DEFYING
THE BURNING BUSH
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE
DEVIL & LILITH
The
Burning Bush of Defiance
Part 2
Expanded
Revelations Dialogue
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-devil_18.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
ABADDON
"THE DESTROYER"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-abaddon.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
Secret Meeting At Stonehenge
(Satan & Abaddon)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-secret.html?m=1
ABADDON
THE
DEMON DESTROYER
MEETING
THE BLACK MOTH
(SOFI)
AT
HELLMOUTH LOUNGE
. . .
(TO BE CONTINUED)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS SPIRITS:
"THE BLACK MOTH"
(SOFI)
ENCOUNTERS
THE MARQUIS DEMON
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demons-spirits-black.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS:
"BAPHOMET"
THE BLACK MOTH
SOFI)
"ENLIGHTENMENT"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demons-baphomet-black.html?m=1
FURTHER
REFERENCES:
INTRODUCTIONS
DEMONS & FAMILIARS:
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/introductions-demons-familiars.html?m=1
AN
INTRODUCTION
PART 2
FEMME DEITIES & DEMONESS’:
VISITING THE MADONNA
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/an-introduction-part-2-femme-deities.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
DEMONIC CONCLAVE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demonic.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
CONCLAVE
AFTER-PARTY
AT
"HELLMOUTH" LOUNGE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-conclave.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
SATAN & ANTICHRIST
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-satan.html?m=1
(Discussing Revelation
& The End of Time)
THE MOTHER GODDESS
VISITING THE MADONNA
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/the-mother-goddess-visiting-madonna.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
LOKI
&
THE MOTHER GODDESS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-loki.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA: "MATTY ORLANDO"
VISITING THE MADONNA
(& MEETING WOLF-DEMON AAMON)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-visiting.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO "
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS: MAMMON
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-meeting-demon.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
RETURNS TO VISIT MAMMON
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-returns-to.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
MATTY ORLANDO
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE
DEVIL & BLACK PULLET
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-meeting.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS:
ASTAROTH & ASMODEUS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demons-astaroth-asmodeus-ptsd.html?m=1
WITH
EXTRAORDINARY
ALL NEW AI GENERATED IMAGES
USING WORD PROMPTS
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
ASTAROTH
ANDROGYNOUS SNAKE DEMON
&
ASMODEUS
GOATHEAD DEMON OF LUST
LIAISON:
A DEMON FLING
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-astaroth.html?m=1
DEMONS
"LILITH & AAMON"
(MEADOW & JACKIE JR)
A SUPPLIMENT FOR
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/demons-lilith-aamon-meadow-jackie-jr.html?m=1
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
LILITH SUCCUBUS & INCUBUS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demon-spirits-lilith-succubus.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"PAN"
GREEK GOAT GOD
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-pan-greek.html?m=1
"The Great God Pan is not Dead."
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTYO"
MATTY ORLANDO
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
MORE PAN
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/matilda-aka-mattyo-matty-orlando.html?m=1
(OUT IN THE WOODS)
MEETING DEMONS
(PTSD DREAMS)
A PICTORIAL NARRATIVE
JANICE
(LA MADRE ORSA)
VISITING
CHRIST CRUCIFIX
(MEETS AAMON THE WOLF DEMON)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demons-pictorial-narrative-ptsd.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
CARMELA ENCOUNTERS
WOLF DEMON AAMON
VISITING CHRIST CRUCIFIX
(PICTORIAL NARRATIVE)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-carmela.html?m=1
CARMELA VISITING
FATHER OZARIO & SISTER YESSI
(PART 1)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/carmela-visiting-father-ozario-sister.html?m=1
CARMELA
VISITING FATHER OZARIO & SISTER YESSI
(PART 2)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/carmela-visiting-father-ozario-sister_14.html?m=1
FROM
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS
APPENDIX II:
"Conspiracy of Crows"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/07/the-young-sopranos-appendix-ii.html?m=1
(The Ghost of Tony Soprano
Appears to Carmela)
FURTHER INTRODUCTIONS
OF DEMONIC DEITIES
LAMIA & JOHN KEATS
(PTSD DREAMS)
ELECTRA
AKA: "ELLIE"
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
BALAAM THE FALSE PROPHET
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/electra-aka-ellie-meeting-demon-spirits.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
MOTHER GODDESS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-mother.html?m=1
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
URSALUPUS
ENCOUNTERS DEMON RAUM
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demon-spirits-ursalupus-ptsd.html?m=1
AN
ANALYSIS
OF
"THE UNHINGING CRUX"
(Meadow's Virgin Islands Confessions)
FROM
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS(TYS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/analysis-of-unhinging-crux-from-young.html?m=1
AN ANALYSIS &
PHOTO ALBUM OF MEADOW'S MANY FACES
W/CARMELA COMPARISON
A SUPPLIMENT
OF
"THE YOUNG SOPRANOS"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/07/read-young-sopranos-source.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTY ORLANDO"
"MATILDA"
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL (1994)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-from-leon-professional-1994.html?m=1
MATILDA II
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-ii-from-leon-professional.html?m=1
"MATILDA" III
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-iii-from-leon-professional-1994.html?m=1
"MATILDA" IV
RESCUING BEETHOVEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-iv-rescuing-beethoven.html?m=1
"MATILDA" V
MATTY ORLANDO
DATING "JOHNNY B. GOODE"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-v-dating-johnny-b-goode.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA: "MATTY ORLANDO"
VI
MAKE-UP PRACTICE SESSION
W/ JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vi-make-up.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
VII
MEMENTO MORI
(DRUNKEN DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vii-memento.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTY ORLANDO"
SUBWAY RAT DREAMS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-subway-rat.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
VII
MATTY ORLANDO'S
(Narrative)
"SECRET LIFE"
(W/ OUT JOHNNY B. GOODE)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vii-matty.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
RESCUES BEETHOVEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime.html?m=1
MORE
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
DATING
JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-dating-johnny-b.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
MEMENTO MORI
(ROMANCING THE DEAD)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-memento-mori.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
MAKE-UP PRACTICE SESSION
W/ JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-make-up-practice.html?m=1
"Johnny B. Goode"
(Live at the Fillmore East, NYC, NY - 1970) · Johnny Winter
https://youtu.be/gEayVWiJtLg?si=iePgaGvJVwQXTAmp
"MATTY ORLANDO"
INSPIRED
BY:
LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
(1994)
https://youtu.be/Pf0JW-cAFTs?si=-BMWviJ-Dham07HD
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ALL
AI GENERATED IMAGES
CREATED BY USING
WORD PROMPTS
2026
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