Yes, I have heard that those sick, damaged and/or vulnerable are a target for the demonic who seek to get in anyway they can. Usually apparently through damaged emotions. So I can believe that front lobe injury would be a way the demonic could gain access also. LIke alcohol, I guess that's why they call it the "Demon drink". Drunk people are sitting ducks also.

Whoa, you and your family have really had some extraordinary occurances! That's amazing. I have had "incidences", but nothing like what you've experienced. My Mum lived in flats that were apparently haunted. Nobody ever stayed there long, constantly moving on. Mum and her family (when she was a kid) were very poor. They stayed for a good while and Mum said there were things going on there. E.g. you'd hear a group of voices chattering in the lounge area, even at 2 am or something. Quite clearly, but you'd never be able to make out what was said. Just sounded like a group of people talking. The same thing happened often. LIke a tape recording playing back. They all heard this apparently.

Another one was hearing someone coming up the porch and then nothing would happen. You'd be waiting for the front door to open, but nothing would eventuate.

On Xmas, mum said they had cards lined up on a long piece of string hanging from one corner of the room to the other. They all heard a noise and watched as one card after another was flicked down in unison. No wind, nothing. Perfectly, one after the other.

Doors opening. Even doors that were solid and shut properly, would be opened again. That kind of thing. Nothing bad so to speak.

The only time something bad happened Mum said was when her sister got involved in the occult (seance and ouija board). Her sister and a friend would play with this a lot and got so good at what they did, they would use the science beakers at school to do it.

Well of ocurse, that reached a bad climax and one night Mum heard her sister screaming and Mum ran down to her room and said the room was ice cold with a dark figure bending over her bed. So that was the last time her sister meddled with this stuff. Mum told her to leave it alone.

Mum also had something horrible occur. She had gone along to one of their "seances" to try and contact her dead Mother (bad move). Mum was reluctant, but they continued to ask until she gave in (this is before the incident with her sister). At any rate, things happened. There were quite a few of them around a table and Mum said at one point the glass lifted off the table and shattered. And they all ran from the room. Very frightening. But that wasn't all. Later that night, Mum was sitting up in bed doing a crossword and she said something took over the power of the pen and drew an evil face on the paper she was working on.

So yeah, we've had our share of odd things in our family. My Father, who has never been into any of that stuff. He hates it. But he had one experience in his life. He was a little boy playing with his brother I think in the dining room. They had this big long table with a white table cloth on it. Dad said him and his brother were playing at one end of the table and they heard a sound and both looked up at the sametime and he said a hand was rising up and down at the end of the table. It was black, like burnt with long black nails and it just fluttered up and down. Nothing else was there, just this hand and then it faded out, vanished. He said it was the most evil looking hand you can imagine.

He looked at his brother and his brother's face was white as a sheet. So he said I knew he had seen it too. They didn't tell anybody about this.

But as you said, not to run from these things. Certainly they cannot harm you anymore than God would allow. But it's one things to actually put that into action. That I hope I never have to do again. But it is still a reminder that these things exist and sometimes it doesn't hurt to have a taste of it. I don't mean seeking after it, but if God allows this to occur sometimes without provocation, then He's got His reasons.