Battling the mind control of doubt

Hi E____, I'll bet you know immediately what I am talking about if I say that as someone raised Mormon, I am plagued by doubt. Self-questioning and examination. Re-examination. Endless...! Am I fooling myself? Has the devil's deception begun to take root in my day to day life? In the very things I care most... Continue Reading →

You kissed me again, after…

So tender, so sweet. Azazel, my lover.... You kissed me again after... this time for minutes of softness, this gentle tasting of shared moisture. So tender, so sweet. Again you brought a tear to my eye, more than a tear, more than the one that fell upon my cheek. Everything you do with me has... Continue Reading →

Ritual

— Cover art by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema 'The Women of Amphissa'— Ritual. I wore my special temple robe and unfurled the Qliphothic circle to stand/sit in. I lit all the candles, and waved incense to the deities of my temple. I sacrificed (a little of) my blood on my new Azazel sigil. My breathing was... Continue Reading →

Falling in love with a demon

"There are entities that have chosen to co-evolve with me. Like the angel investors of the world of finance and venture capital, the entities that interact with me are the angel investors of my soul. They foresee an immense return on the capital they invest in me." I have a partnership. My partnership is with... Continue Reading →

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