I know it’s been a long time since I’ve had this experience, and the past eight or nine years have been the most challenging years of my life, but God is allowing me to finish what He called me to do. I am grateful God has allowed me to make it this far in life, because of my many poor choices, but He is merciful, and gracious. With everything going on in the US and around the world right now, I feel an urgency to share my experience before I may not have the opportunity to.
What I’m about to share is not up for debate, and I am not imposing anything on anyone to believe what I experienced. I am simply doing what God asked me to do, which was to tell people.
My name is Troy Aragon and I’m 48 years old. I am the youngest of four, with two older sisters and a brother who is one year older than me. We were fortunate and blessed to be raised by both parents in the same God-fearing household, but I drifted away around the age of 14 or 15, because of curiosity and probably wanting to fit in with cousins, friends, classmates and just the world in general. My brother Ken, and I had drifted away basically at the same time; we were pretty close to each other growing up.
During the next 4 or 5 years, our lives would go down a very slippery and dangerous path, of everything the world has to offer. Before this experience we had been seeing a lot of death on both ends. My brother Ken, our friend Jesse and I, who during that time in life were very close. We had talked about what we thought would happen if we would die, would we make it to heaven? Of course we thought, however, we were all very far from God.
It was sometime in November of ’94, I had taken LSD as we had done from time to time, and during this trip I had seen many demons, legions, they were in the trees, the bushes, in various places. I knew exactly what they were. I had seen what I refer to as “faces of death,” like skull Ish faces in clouds and other objects, at that time it wasn’t scary to me just interesting, of course that would soon change.
We had ended up at my oldest sister’s house as we did many times, we’d hang out and play video games. After some time there, everyone in the house including my sister, nephews, niece, and my bro had fallen asleep, but I was still wide awake. I had to use the restroom really bad, so I went to the restroom but couldn’t go, the furnace was running, it began sounding like it was heavy breathing (beastly), coming down on me from the heat register on the ceiling above me.
As I was standing there, I felt I was being watched and when I looked to the right over my shoulder towards the door, I saw a demon looking at me from around the hinge side of the door jam. He was about 4 or 5’ tall and was wearing a black hooded robe. He had a small head, about the size of a cantaloupe. He had a long pointy nose about 6 or 7 inches. His hand was gripping the door jam. His fingers were long and bony with very long pointy nails probably 10 or 12 inches in all. He was looking at me with pure hate and anger but also with an evil smirk.
I went back to the living room couch where I was laying down trying to sleep, there was a nightlight in the living room and the walls looked as though they were flames all around me. I had seen from my peripherals, demons darting here and there, I asked God to help me get me through the night and I would never do this drug again, within moments I had fell asleep.
Approximately a month later, on Christmas Day of ’94, my brother, Jesse and I decided to go to church to honor God. I hadn’t been to church in about 4 or 5 years. Afterwards, we went to a friend’s house to smoke a joint, he invited us over that night because he was going to be having a party.
Later that evening we went back to our friend’s house, there were about 7 or 8 other people in the living room and there were more people throughout the house. Jesse bought my brother and I a hit of acid, it was about 6pm or so. I had remembered what I had told God the last time I had tripped but believed it would be different this time. About a half hour or so, it started becoming “weird” and I use the word “weird” because that’s the word that best describes this realm that I was entering, none of it seemed logical.
There were demons on the TV; Satan began talking to me through it. He was laughing, and I knew who it was as soon as I heard him. He told me, “You lost, you’re mine.” I thought to myself, “no I’m going to go before God before I know I’ve lost.” Everyone in the living room’s eyes were glued to the TV it was like they knew our conversation they would laugh or express anger, such as when the blunts would come around, Satan would tell me to “smoke it” and I no longer wanted to so I would pass it. He kept telling me to “give in and accept him”.
I had remembered when I was young and with my mom in the car waiting to pick up my sisters from school, she would listen to a guy on the radio by the name of Bob Larson who’d cast demons out of people “in The Name of Jesus.” I tried it and said it in my mind, and I couldn’t hear Satan, the power of Jesus’ name would block Satan out. I tried other names even other gods’ names just to test it nothing else worked.
I tried getting a hold of Jesse who was sitting next to me on the couch, I said, “Jesse, Jesse.” I was nudging him with my elbow and my knee, but his eyes just stood glued to the tv. Satan laughed and said, ” he’s mine he’s given in.” I looked over to my brother who was sitting on the next couch over, and I called out, “Ken, Ken” and nothing. Satan said, “he’s mine, he’s given in” and for me to do the same and that I lost. I knew of the rapture; I had heard about it growing up and that morning at church, and by this time I believed the rapture had happened and I missed it. The fear was real.
After some time, I finally got a hold of Jesse and told him, “I need to talk to you bro”. We went out to his truck, and I told him, “I’m trippin, Satan wants my soul and I’m not giving in.” He laughed, and he said, “I’ve been around and seen a lot and he’s the only way to go.” I said to myself, ” no way, he knows The Truth.” I began saying, “In The Name of Jesus” out loud and as I look up into the streetlight, I can see my family as though looking through a window to heaven. They were happy, and I could see multitudes of people behind them all faced the same direction, as though they were looking towards The Throne of God. My whole life was flashing before my mind’s eyes. I was seeing all the times that I heard anything, even just a hint about God, whether it was in our home, at church, on the television, the car stereo, pastors, people on the streets, including a time, when these elderly men were outside my high school handing out little orange Bibles.
My brother, and some of the others who were in the house had come out, I could hear them saying, “Bring him in, let’s get him over with.” I thought if anyone is going to kill me, I’ll let it be my brother and Jesse, I said, “let’s go for a ride” and as we pass streetlights or businesses with bright lights, I could feel the presence of God. He was showing me He is The Light of the world.
After a while, Jesse pulled over on a street, he said, “we’ll let him finish trippin, then we’ll kill him.” I looked at him, his face was demonic. I looked at my brother and his face was also demonic. I’m still saying, “In The Name of Jesus” over and over. After some time, I said, “take me home,” thinking they can kill me there. There was no reason to live here on earth and I had told God, “I’m sorry, and I understand if You don’t accept me but please forgive me,” I was ready to go before Him.
As we get home to my parents’ house; I go up to the room with the brightest light and turn it on, I can feel the presence of God. I fall to my knees, my hands are raised, and I’m still saying, “In The Name of Jesus” as I’m looking up towards the light. I can hear my brother waking my parents. He said, “something’s wrong with Troy,” they went up, stood behind me and began to pray with their hands laid upon me. I had thought for a moment that maybe I was just trippin. I stopped saying “In The Name of Jesus,” and I looked up at them, and they were wearing black hooded robes and were saying satanic chants, and I could hear demons chanting all around me. I went back to saying, “In The Name of Jesus”.
There was a time during this spiritual battle that I believe I heard Angels singing along with me as I was saying “In The name of Jesus”.
I went to my bed and laid down to help get this over with. There was an enormous amount of warfare that was going on, and my oldest sister Michele was there that night. She was shewing demons out of the window, “In The Name of Jesus.” [She later told me after this experience that she didn’t see the demons, but she had heard flutters as they were flying around.] After some time, as I was still laying on the bed, God began to speak to my spirit. He said that I have been eating from the wrong tree and that He has a new way for me to live. He told me that I am to tell people, that there is coming a day like this, that it’s not going to be drugs or alcohol, that it’s going to be real. The rapture is going to take place soon. When He was finished speaking to me, everything was calm in the room, the battle was over.
I sat up, and everyone was sitting there. It was peaceful, and my brother was reading The Bible. He told me to read it, I looked at it to make sure it was “The Holy Bible,” and it was, so I began to read. It wasn’t making any sense at first, but my brother said, “just keep reading,” and soon, God began speaking to me as He did when I was on the bed. He was confirming everything He had just told me. I can’t recall the book or the scriptures, but I knew that The Holy Bible had come Alive right then and there.
It was after 7am that morning and I had been in that realm for over 12 hours. I was born again, set free, and I was a new man. Jesus saved me! My brother Ken and Jesse both got saved through this experience, and they have their own unique testimonies of what they had seen and heard during that night.
My mom later told us that approximately 1 year prior to this day she had been asking God if all her prayers for her family were in vain, crying, she said she opened The Bible and It read:
“Restrain your voice from weeping and your eyes from tears, for your work will be rewarded,” declares the LORD. “They will return from the land of the enemy. So there is hope for your descendants,” declares the LORD. “Your children will return to their own land.
Jeremiah 31:16-17 NIV
I believe that if I hadn’t had the praying family fighting for me that night, that I most likely would have been stuck in that trip, I may have hurt myself or someone else, or I may have done something even worse.
When we make poor decisions to take drugs, any drugs other than for the benefit of our health, we open unseen spiritual doors that we don’t understand, giving way to that ancient old serpent Satan, to deceive us. As horrible as this trip was, God used it to show me and teach me about who He is, who the devil is, and who we are in this world.
There’s just so much more I can share, but the most important thing I can say, is to ask God to forgive you for all your sins, ask Jesus to come into your heart, and change you. Ask Him to show you who He is. There is nothing that compares to the love, joy, and peace that only He can give.
Just a small portion of the many things I learned through this experience below:
How dark this world is, and Jesus is The Light of the world.
When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”
John 8:12 NIV
There is no other name to call on for help.
Jesus is “’the stone you builders rejected, which has become the cornerstone.’
Acts 4:11-12 NIV
Keep your eyes constantly on The Lord.
fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12:2 NIV
