Demons are good things to understand in the know-thine-enemy sense. To understand them is to see them and to see them is to destroy them; or, at least, to shake the little ankle-biters off, which is good enough. Demons to me aren’t malignant underworld entities with too much time on their hands, they’re denizens of the unlit parts of your heart-mind complex that work to thwart your upward ambitions. Besides being nagging and unpleasant, the real harm they can do, for our purposes, is infiltrate your inner processes and diffuse the focus required for waking up, or for anything, really, since focus is the key to all success.

Remember that kid who would yell out random digits while you were trying to memorize a phone number? That’s what low-level demons are like, that’s how they work, but at higher levels, they can seem almost like a form of possession.