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Evanescence, "Anywhere But Home"

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Michele
Michele
1 month ago

Several years ago, I went through a period of time when I listened to Evanescence on a daily basis. At the same time, I started experiencing depression. I then stopped listening to Evanescence and my depression went away. However, I did not make the connection. A few years later, I started listening to Evanescence again and again experienced depression. When I stopped listening to them again, my depression lifted. It was at that point that I made the connection between listening to Evanescence and depression. I believe that there is a spirit of depression associated with Evanescence and I haven’t intentionally listened to them since nor have I experienced depression since then. I believe a lot of music has the potential of causing us to experience abnormal states of mind. I now only listen to music that makes me me feel good and positive about life.

Christinne Radu
Christinne Radu
1 month ago
Reply to  Michele

Less than childish p.o.v. Think about how many others’ lives have been positively influenced by Evanescence…

Dan
Dan
1 month ago

Music affects everyone differently.

travvaller
travvaller
1 month ago

Once, when I was viewing an evanescence song titled…going under…there was this entity which was released by this song. It was a truly evil experience…as the hackles on my neck twitched and the hairs stood straight out, a base survival instinct kicked in from feeling a super-natural force we, as humans have been cloaked from in this radio atmospheric world when we are born. I was living at parents house in between jobs. The mood in the home was darkly depressing as my parents never got over my brother’s suicide 13 years prior in 1983. But, long story short, I am an empath. Very attuned to this type of phenomena. I can size up a person and profile them instantly. As the song was playing, at the point where Amy is staring directly at you, the audience is sneering, faces contorted by evil demonic possession and their eyes hollow, the desktop computer I was using made a electric clap and I felt a surge of energy, not from the hardware, but from the air around me. The monitor went off, display produced a white solid line and then faded. Whole unit went dead instantly. It felt as though the air had been sucked out of the room. I got flight or fight kicked in and I jumped up from the keyboard slamming the stool I was sitting on into the wall. I felt a breeze of cold air shoot past me and through me and enter the laundry room door into the house. I was in a state of panic, but I managed to check the line strip the computer was hooked to, still had power. The lights in the office garage still worked. Nothing was effected except the portal, the computer I was using, was effected by the demon which came through. As I regained my composure, I made my way slowly back into the house. It had cooled instantly, like from 75 to felling like 55 in the house. I came into the front room kitchen area. Mom had lots of fam pictures in this area. I felt the demon sizing me up, it knew I couldn’t be mind fucked into letting it possess my soul. As I slowly made my way to the couch, I stared at all the fam pics, they were all staring back at me with a malevolence I hadn’t experienced before. I sat down and I stared this demon down for something like 20 minutes. I finally rose up and bellowed like a howling wolf, “You are not welcome here! I cast you out in the name of Jesus Christ! You will not dwell here in this home? I circled the room clapping my hands as hard as I could together and rubbing my palms together until my energy level made me start to vibrate from the frequency I was generating. After several minutes, I ceased my chanting and casting. Although a residue of the event still hung in the air, the area slowly returned to normal. Temp went up, pics eyes were again 2 dimensional and flat. Everyone else in the house never stirred from the battle which had occurred just below them on the first floor. Than night, revealed to me, the dormant power which lies within me, in everyone, the instinct for soul preservation. I am better for it. It opened my eyes to a the world and made me realize, we are truly fighting entities not of this world, Prince of the airwaves, principalities concerned with portals from beyond in their bloodlust to kill and reap and ravage the earth of every living thing. In closing, be mindful of that which you dismiss lightly or in jest, as just another cute little anecdote of the times we live in now, or someone’s testimony to factual events which stirred their awakening. I had mine, yours is still to come, and come it shall, when you least expect it. Be ready…

frenchtoast2000
frenchtoast2000
1 month ago

I remember when my mom and sister went through a period of listening to them when I was little. I always covered my eyes whenever I heard them and still do. Amy Lees voice is basically like an annoying siren/mermaid. Plus when you look them up one of the music genres they are put under is Christian.

frenchtoast2000
frenchtoast2000
1 month ago

*ears

Tasha
Tasha
1 month ago

Amy Lee actually went to church here in my hometown.