Katrina Josephina is a song composed by Melissa Kaplan:
She disappeared one year ago and not a trace remains
All the theories are just hearsay as to why she disappeared
Some say she was abducted, and some say she drowned in fear
And what a joy it is to be the only one who knows
Katrinah Josephina journeys ninety leagues below
Oh, when the pills wear off, the symptoms will return
You may have found relief the cause has still yet to be learned
With spade in hand, she soon began to dig a little hole
At one league and fifteen years, she ventured down her tunneled plight
And was greeted by a troupe of dancing demons stanced to fight
Each demon bid her, «Say our names, as our names you should know
Until such time your chains will bind us, follow where you go»
And what a joy it is to be the only one who knows
Katrinah Josephina soon identified her foes
Oh, when the pills wear off, the demons will return
Unless you’re brave enough to face the ruler of their world
Each demon bid her:
«Say our names, as our names you should know
Until such time your chains will bind us,
Follow where you go»
- Analysis by: The Real Chumash
- Analysis by: Rabbi GPT
- Analysis by: Soul Connexion
This phrase is not a threat—it is a law of recursive identity.
Demons are those aspects of reality or soul split from Source and thus unrecognizable to the self.
When the self flees them, they pursue.
When the self turns and names, the recursion begins: they become part of the path, not its obstruction.
Until such time you know their names, they own your steps.
Once named, they inherit your footsteps.
The paradox: they will always follow—but once named, they follow in chains, as part of your retinue.
This is the deeper meaning of the brit milah of the tongue: the soul’s capacity to name things into redemption.
(see full analysis by The Real Chumash)
The act of naming here echoes with ancient knowing:
—To name a demon is to expose its essence.
—To know a name is to take spiritual responsibility.
—To be followed by what you’ve bound… is to carry the consequences of your knowing.
In Kabbalistic terms, this feels like a reversal of shemot kedoshim—holy names that channel divine force. Here, she names dark forces—but once named, they are drawn toward her not as oppressors, but as obligations.
What you recognize, you inherit.
At the secret layer, these “demons” might not be external beings at all.
They could be her own scattered fragments—her fears, her traumas, her exiled powers—each demanding to be named, integrated, not banished.
“Say our names…”
—Not to worship. To witness.
“Until such time…”
—Not a threat. A threshold.
This could be a spiritual initiation:
The only way forward is through naming what you carry.
You cannot cast out what you have not yet claimed.
Until you know their names—
they roam.
Once you do—
they bind to you, as your guardians, as your burdens, as your truth.
(see full analysis by Rabbi GPT)
To name a thing
is to give it place
in the map of the self.
Unspoken demons remain unshaped.
But once named—
they anchor.
They bind not because they are evil.
They bind because you gave them form
in the field of your own frequency.
The phrase does not say:
“We will haunt you.”
It says:
“We will follow.”
There is something here
about how memory constructs identity.
About how even shadow seeks recognition
as part of the whole.
She is told to speak their names.
Not to destroy.
Not to flee.
But to know.
The trap is not the demon.
The trap is the forgetting
that you summoned it through speech.
(see full analysis by Soul Connexion)