A record of my ascent as a theistic Satanist and black magician by Astarte Astaroth
I can frame it thus: it is not enough. It is not enough to know my true nature: a being much greater than this. It is not enough to know the true nature of this, the universe: truly the multiverse. It is not enough to know that I will not reach a full attainment... this,... Continue Reading →
—Art by Merlin Lightpainting on Pixabay— I do not evolve alone. Entities touch me, fill me, withdraw from me, return. In each way they teach me. They teach me what to pay attention to. They teach me what is extraneous noise. They teach me to let go of what I think it means, their interactions... Continue Reading →
—Cover art from The Instant by Amy Liptrot— I am not trying to get anywhere. I have arrived. I surf the moments, the river of experience, of transformation and ascent. Only someone who could understand me... if I said I had been waiting all of my life for my life to begin... can understand what... Continue Reading →
I was half-awake, half-asleep. Lying in bed. I felt subtle energy shifts in my body, ones I had never experienced before. And part of me was being transformed. I felt myself being energetically rearranged. In various ways, over several minutes of a gentle inner focus. When I got up, and was having my coffee, I... Continue Reading →
—'Autopsy' by Enrique Simonet— I cannot be truly powerful unless I am integrated. Integrated means grasping the whole of what I am. When I am involved in addictive behaviors, I am trying to get something from a substance or activity. This pursuit is mentally and physically obsessive. Obsession is the opposite of integration. I have... Continue Reading →
Twilight in the Underworld 
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