I read the following from a book
about a man who had a vision
and was shown a few things from the unseen world.

I know.. some will not believe it..
but the images left in the mind
could be a big help to someone.
 
I realize it is a bit long
but well worth the read.
Here is part of his vision:

"I knew that my body was dead according to the worldly measurement,
but I was so thrilled with what I had just experienced
that I wanted to wake up my wife and tell her everything I had just learned.
Without verbal language,
my guide told me that if I wanted to talk to my wife,
I would need to go back into my body,
and this experience would be completed.

I realized there was more he wanted to show me
and that it was not time to return to my body,
but for some reason we needed to visit it—
perhaps to keep the link between my spirit and body strong
while he took me on further journeys in the spirit.
I told him, “If you have more to show me, let us go; I’m ready!”

We didn’t walk out the door;
I just found myself in a different place.
We were in a small home office.
It was late at night.
A young man in his underwear came into the room quietly,
looking around him stealthily as he entered.
He closed the door softly without turning on the light.
He went to a computer and turned it on.
As he waited for the computer to warm up,
I felt a growing sense of excitement coming from him.
I knew that his wife and two sons and baby daughter
were asleep elsewhere in the house,
and that he intended to view pornography.

I understood this just by being in the room with him.
As with previous experiences,
I understood everything about him—
his life, his decisions, his desires, his distress.
I perceived that he was a good man, a returned missionary ,
and presently serving in his quorum presidency.

My guide said to me, “He is here to view pornography.”

I saw eight spirits enter the room.
Four of these were evil spirits (disembodied) who had once been mortal,
the other four were unborn evil spirits— Satan’s minions.
 
The disembodied looked human
and wore clothing typical of the period in which they had died.
 
The evil spirits were less substantial , generally smaller ,
with misshapen features, making them look slightly inhuman.
They were agitated, active, jumping around in a frenzy,
shouting their commands to the young man in excited voices.

The disembodied spirits said little at first.
They had little ability to be heard by the young man.
They were there trying to satisfy the sexual passion
they had developed during their own lives.

There were both male and female spirits.
 
Their sexual addiction had followed them into the spirit world.

Their addiction was unending, painful, and impossible to satisfy.
It haunted them.
They were desperate to try to satisfy it endlessly.
They were pleased that they were going to shortly experience it through this young man.
They were intent,
watching him,
urging him on though he could not hear them.
They were not looking at the porn on the computer screen;
they were watching him closely ,
putting their faces in his face and screaming at him,
mocking and taunting him.
They didn’t care about the images;
they cared about sharing the body sensation of sexual gratification.

The unborn evil spirits were there to trap him,
to entice him on,
to remind him of the upcoming thrill.
They cared nothing for experiencing his passion.
They had never had a body
and were not capable of understanding the thrill—
they were there to control him,
to make him obey their words,
to keep him involved and under their “spell” as long as possible.

They gathered around him,
waiting for him to become fully involved
in the sexual ecstasy he hoped for by viewing these images.
The evil ones were reminding him of certain websites,
urging him to go on,
whispering to him how thrilling it was going to be.
They told him which images to view
and how he should feel about them.
They argued against his conscience,
giving him many reasons to ignore the voice of his conscience and carry on.
They placed their hands on him time after time ,
causing him to feel thrill after thrill.
They urged him as he clicked at his computer
to seek after the thrill, to remember it,
to need it more than anything else.
They were most interested
in keeping him focused upon his own body,
and his own thrills so effectively
that he could not feel his relationship to Christ,
the Holy Spirit, or remember his family.
All he could think of was himself
and the guaranteed gratification that was just a click away.
The more excited he grew,
the more frenzied the evil spirits became.
They became more aggressive ,
jumping at him, hitting him with their hands and cursing.
It was a loathsome thing to see.

I realized even more powerfully from seeing this
that all addictions are purely selfish;
they guarantee the instant gratification of the flesh.
Relationships are not guaranteed,
and the gratification, the positive payback of the relationship,
must be carefully maintained and worked at.
This is the reason that people turn to addictions,
because they are instant,
require little work,
and the results are guaranteed.
It is also the reason evil uses them
and promotes them so carefully,
because they push the user away
from all meaningful relationships,
especially those with the divine.

I understood that he had been awakened from his sleep
by one of these tempters
who had been influencing his dreams,
urging him to awaken and need a sexual high.
As soon as he made the choice
to get out of bed and actually partake,
the disembodied spirits had joined in.
They were drawn to him
like a moth to a search light in a dark sky.
They came at once.
By accepting the temptation,
and deciding to do it,
he had given them permission to enter him
and experience his sexual thrill with him.
I saw many disembodied spirits
competing to enter the small room with him.

The evil spirits remained at just four.

When he made the decision to partake,
all of his good intentions and desires
were immediately drowned out
by the passion and the control of the evil spirits.

The good spirits that had been near him as he slept
were forced a distance away
until he could not hear them.
Eventually they left,
driven away by his choices.
When he reached a pinnacle of lust in his body,
a black tear or rip appeared at the crown of his head.

In that instant the disembodied spirits began to attack.
They looked like football players tackling the guy with the ball.
They were hoping to share just a moment
of his physical feelings and excitement.
They acted like hungry dogs going after the same carcass.
There was fierce competition among them to be in him longer .
They fought to be next,
screaming and cursing,
throwing each other aside to enter.
As soon as one or two spirits entered,
no more could enter.

The evil spirits screamed and dove at him repeatedly
until a weaker one inside was expelled
and they took its place.
It seemed to me that the ones who were expelled
were exhausted,
jerking on the floor as if they were in a sexual thrall themselves,
mimicking the actions of the young man at the computer.
I tried to turn my face away in disgust,
but I could not.
The image was before me no matter which way I turned.

The evil ones quickly recovered and rejoined
the fight to reenter over and over.

The lust and addiction that these disembodied spirits
had built up in themselves while alive as mortals
still haunted them.
They couldn’t get rid of the lust
because they did not turn to Jesus Christ,
who could have healed them
even after their mortal lives ended.
Without His grace
they couldn’t satisfy the powerful need of the addiction.
They couldn’t escape it.
Without any way to satisfy the addiction,
it caused them pain,
and they hunted across the globe
for any opportunity
to experience the thrill again,
and thus lessen their pain
even for a brief moment.

My guide communicated to me
that when these spirits entered their victim’s body,
they could not fully feel what he felt.
It was filtered, or buffered, to them.
It was only partly satisfying,
and they could not remain long because of the competition.
So they attacked again and again.

The disembodied spirits were surrounded by darkness,
and as they passed through this man,
the darkness they possessed went into him.
He could feel it as waves of dark longing,
and it urged him to seek harder for more thrilling porn,
harder and darker images,
urging him from soft images to violent—
even perverse and vile.

He resisted at times,
and they screamed at him,
throwing themselves at him in a frenzy.

When the young man had entered the room,
I knew from the light that came with him
that he was a good man.
I could see the light that he possessed
being dimmed as he sat there.

I saw that there was far more glee in Satan’s minions
that he was breaking his covenants,
than that he was viewing pornography.
Their glee was greater in the fact
that he was a good man,
than if he was any off-the-street kind of guy
who did this sort of thing without needing much temptation.
Their triumph was greater,
their conquest was sweeter,
and their control over him was more precious,
due to the fact that this young man
had made covenants to avoid such things.
They delighted in the pain that this would cause his wife and family,
and they relished the opportunity to eventually afflict his wife
with all the dark emotions she would feel
that would separate her from the Holy Spirit.

My last view of this guy was of him leaning close to the screen,
breathing heavily, while unseen by him,
the four dark spirits screamed at him to continue,
and another dozen disembodied souls threw themselves through him
in a frenzy of unsatisfied lust.

One of the most tragic aspects of this scene
was that these spirits from the unseen world
were offering him a sense of false relationship,
giving him the sense of being fulfilled and satisfied by this experience.
He was beginning to accept these unseen visitors
as his companions,
and he was starting to enjoy having them,
welcoming their influence in helping him to decide
to partake once again
in his secret world of filth."

Pontius, John (2012-11-13). Visions of Glory: One Man's Astonishing Account of the Last Days (pp. 102-107). Cedar Fort, Inc.. Kindle Edition.