David Rountree - Demon Street, USA: The True Story of a Very Haunted House

Praise for Demon Street, USA

Take an adventure into the paranormal! Go beyond the phantom footsteps and whispers in the dark to a place only David Rountree and Robbie Lunt can take you. Discover worlds within worlds that will make you question your own reality and answer questions you have yet to entertain. This personal, firsthand account not only offers intrigue, but insight from a highly respected and deeply appreciated paranormal researcher, but additional aspects of the adventure from the eyes of his apprentice.

Gypsy Moon, spiritual consultant, spirit medium,
and paranormal investigator

THE TRUE STORY OF A VERY HAUNTED HOUSE

By DAVID ROUNTREE AND ROBBIE LUNT

Copyright 2014 by David Rountree and Robbie Lunt

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DEMON STREET, USA
EDITED BY JODI BRANDON
TYPESET BY EILEEN MUNSON
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Rountree, David M.
Demon Street, USA : the true story of a very haunted house : / by David Rountree and Robbie Lunt.
pages cm
Includes bibliographical references (p. ).
ISBN 978-1-60163-326-2 -- ISBN 978-1-60163-447-4 (ebook) 1. Demonology--United States. 2. Parapsychology--United States. 3. Occultism--United States. I. Title.

BF1517.U6R68 2014
133.420973--dc23

2013046732

The authors have reconstructed the dialogue and events in this book to the best of their collective memories. Any errors are entirely their own.

As well, names have been changed to protect the scared, the scarred, the innocent, and the guilty dumbasses that were fooling around where they shouldnt have been!

Robbie

A deep and heartfelt thanks to the following: Adam Schwartz, Ron Fry, and the team at New Page Books and Career Press. Mom and Dad for indulging my interest in the paranormal; raising a Mensan aint easy. Scott Gartin for input. Joe Crocco, input and photography. Beverly Archer for photos and always having faith in me. Doug Morin for photos and reconnection. Dorman Cogburn for my theme song. Bill Smith, my martial arts guru. John P. Milton, my spiritual guru. Tom Collins for opening my eyes to the world of alternative science and physics.

To The Three Musketeers of the Archangel Ranks, SidePhill Robinson, and Bobby Bascombe, thank you for the support, advice, and prayers. Raphael, Padmasambhava, Inanna, and all the other guides and spirits, thank you for answering those prayers.

David Rountree, thank you for the many lessons taught, both in and out of this story.

To Leigh most of all: I am You, You are Me, We are OneI are You, You am Me, We be One!

David

Undying gratitude is all I can say to my posse, Dr. Kimberly Rackley, Jen Hobbs, Anita Brown, Wednesday Natitus, and Brandy Eves, who made me look at myself, and find the warrior that was lost long ago. I love you guys, and that connection will never sever. To my daughter, Mystic Rayne Rountree, who surprised me with her own gifts at a most opportune moment; to Inanna, and her right hand Ninshubur, for interceding at the exact fateful moment required; to John M. Rountree, thank you, grandfather, for teaching me the way of the People. To Black Eagle, thank you for taking the teachings to the physical realms. Thank you to Adam Schwartz and New Page Books for taking a chance and seeking me out. Finally to my coauthor, dear friend, and former apprentice, Robbie Lunt, who turned the tables, and taught this old wolf a thing or two.

David

Coyote is my power animal, an ally. He assists me in this world and the next. Your ally may not be Coyote. Ummin fact yours may be Chimpanzee.

In 1976 I began having strange dreams in which my deceased grandfather came to me and began telling me stories. He was teaching me lessons handed down to him from the Native American side of my family. One medium advised me to keep a journal. I needed to write down everything I remembered when I awoke each morning. She said my grandfather was preparing me to enter the spiritual life of my ancestors.

Later that summer, I moved from Mississippi, where I had emancipated myself from the Air Force, and relocated to Hawthorne, Florida. At the time, I began to study aspects of the paranormal from both a scientific and a metaphysical point of view. I found myself working in a shop for a man named Henry Lokison. Henry always considered himself to be a sorcerer. We would spend many days talking about the mysteries of magic and power. He introduced me to the writings of Carlos Castaneda. Though some people claim it was all a fabrication, I found truth and wisdom in the writings, in many cases some of the situations resembled stories from my grandfather. Armed with this confirmation of knowledge, I continued to practice the lessons I had been taught by my spiritual grandfather.

In the summer of 1978, I spent time in the Dakotas, searching for my identity. It was during this journey of self-discovery that I met a medicine man called Black Eagle or Wanblee Sapa, although it was Black Eagle who actually found me. Throughout the course of that summer I never left his side. He said he had talked to my grandfather and that he would bring everything together for me. Connect the dots, so to speak. I would go on a spirit journey, and I would get a native name.

By the time I left I was a fledgling medicine man, practicing Coyote Medicine, living in a world of wonder that simple words cannot explain. I began what was called the quest for knowledge. Black Eagle said that in the quest for knowledge you need to be persistent as a dog with two dicks. Though I thought that was funny at the time, I now know what he meant.

There are four steps on the path of knowledge.

The first step is the decision to become a medicine man. To do this requires many things, with the primary portion being an apprenticeship of sorts. During the course of the apprenticeship, the pupil changes his or her entire perception. After apprentices change their views about themselves and the world, they take the second step.

They become warriors. A warrior is a being of utmost discipline with control over himself. He learns to have unbending intent. It is by this unbending intent that the warrior unlocks the secrets of manipulating the world around him.

The third step, after acquiring forbearance and timing, the warrior becomes a medicine man.

When medicine men learn to see, they have taken the fourth step and become a seer. Seeing is not an affair to be accomplished by using the eyes; it is accomplished by using the heart.

Black Eagle warned me that once I embarked on this journey I could never turn back. He told me I would have to learn or be destroyed by the path.