Anyone know this spirit, and partial possession

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Original post: EnigmaParadigm

Has anyone ever heard of a spirit called Danilestine? For years now (he's actually what started me down this path of puzzles), he's been a nearly constant companion of mine. Despite this apparent intimacy, I know very little about him. He seems to have something to do with trickery, as he can change his form rather easily. I first met him (that I'm sure was him) was in a dream. This dream was more than a dream though, it was far too real and I was fully rational and "awake" in it.

I "woke up" into the dream in the middle of a desert. It wasn't a desert made of sand, but made of what looked like caked mud that had been bare of water for many years. The sun was directly overhead, and was extremley hot. There was no wind, and there was nothing in any direction, except for what was in front of me. In front of me was a... temple I guess. It looked Roman or Greek in construction, though it felt more Roman. It was a round building, made out of white stone, and had pillars supporting the overhanging roof. I went into the building (as I knew it was a dream, and it would make sense to get out of that sun. As I said, it felt more real than when I'm awake). The Inside was cool, but completely dark. I found my way towards the middle of the temple by feeling along the walls (which was amazing, I could feel every grain in the stone). The middle of the temple was illuminated my a circular hole cut into the middle of the routunda ceiling. There were pillars around the walls of the room (I suppose to hold up the dome) and in the middle of the room was the base of a pillar, and sitting on it was what I thought was a statue of a demon. Then it moved. It's skin was the same color as the stone, a light grey, and it had large bulging muscles. It was sitting there, looking down at the floor. When it moved, it slowly looked up at me. It's eyes were not eyes, but a glimpse of the Void.
You know that feeling that you get when you tilt your head back and look at the night sky. The feeling of staring at something truly enormous, with a bit of disorientation. His eyes felt like that.
The eyes were not totally black, as they had faint red light coming from what looked like a great distance away. Like distant red stars. He staredthrough me for a moment and then the room somehow... pulsed. I reeled back from what felt like an impact in my head. I could feel something in my head, something that wasn't there before. It felt like a "brick" of information. The best analogy I can come up with for it was a "zipped" file. I couldn't access it, but it was there. By the time I righted myself again, he was staring back at the floor, and space bent as I was pulled out of the temple, through walls and such, and out of the dream. I woke up with a distinct "drop" into my bed. Like I was floating or something. This was back when I was in 6th grade, and now I'm going to my second year of college. Over some time (about 5 or 6 years) I would go to sleep and not dream. Instead I would feel a little bit of that "brick" dissolve, and new thoughts and ideas would blossom in my head. I would wake up in the morning "Knowing" things I didn't the night before. Once it was done breaking apart... or rather when it was almost done... about 10th grade or so... I became aware of thoughts popping into my head during the day, but that weren't part of that brick. They soon manifested as a voice that sounded similar to my own, but still very different.
On a few occations the being who was eventually identified as "Danilestine" took direct control and made me walk in a certain direction a few steps, or making me blurt out something I didn't want to. He helped with assorted magickal topics, and forced me to question myself when I needed to. Despite the help he afforded me, he always seemed rather malicious. On a few occations, I asked him why he was in my head, and if I could get rid of him. He got really angry.

I eventually booted him out, and now he somehow is able to exist without a body (he couldn't do that before), and is pestering myself and my brother. I don't really mind, otherwise I could *probably* kick his ass out of here. But I still wish to know if anyone has any information on this spirit. Any opinions regarding him or myself are also welcome. I don't mind... it gives me something to do.