Twilight in the Underworld. A profound moment in the last rays of the mundane world of light, and my descent into the dark world of Occult evolution and infernal ascent. This strangely lit place between who I have been, and who I now become.

It begins within, this entrance to the subtle worlds of the ancient entities; a vastness of worlds within worlds for those who wish to see

The nature of reality is not what it seems.

"One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious." 
— C.G. Jung 

"The astral universe... is hundreds of times larger than the material universe... 
[with] many astral planets, teeming with astral beings." 
— Paramahansa Yogananda
Christian tourists are not welcome here. Go get titillated by 'evil' somewhere else. Please leave and take your false god with you. Thank you.

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Live Stream question for E.A. Koetting

Eric reads my question: Astarte Astaroth says: “I feel the Nine Demonic Gatekeepers each grasping my spine in a row. I felt this yesterday. You know that I don’t really do ceremonial magic at this point. Do you have advice on how I might informally work with their presence?” Great question, Astarte. If you feel them on your spine, what…

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The unbearable lightness of being

I am intoxicated. I am surrounded by spirit, by soul. Consciousness is the elixir… my mind the container, the emanator, the emanated. Each moment of attachment is a familiar cliff I throw myself off at last, gently… gently… sailing away into all that is unknown, and free. I have pivoted away from the life I created in my mind. I…

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"I fly and fly, and fly where it is silent, and I am listening." 
— Astarte Astaroth

“I must create a system or be enslav'd by another man's; 
I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.” 
— William Blake

Twilight in the Underworld

Soul Sorcery Arts

s o u l s o r c e r y a r t s . c o m

“LUCIFER: They say what they must sing and say on pain
Of being that which I am and thou art—
Of spirits and of men.

CAIN: And what is that?

LUCIFER: Souls who dare use their immortality,
Souls who dare look the omnipotent tyrant in
His everlasting face and tell him that
His evil is not good!” 

― Lord Byron, Cain a Mystery

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  1. “What if I can evolve, my being, my consciousness? What if that is real?”. Those are beautiful sentences.. If you’re right, you will evolve into different states of consciousness. And if you’re wrong, if it is simply your imagination running wild, seeing something that doesn’t exist, your writing is still a magnificent record of the trip into yourself, a real change of who you are. That is, according to me, what makes us write or create arts. It’s a leap of faith. Faith in yourself, faith in something stronger than us, faith in human consciousness and its hability to change. Create art is trying to understand who we are, living fully the life we were given.


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