Elemental ritual with Lord Satanas

I intended to work with Bartzabel, having created a ritual and researched his sigil, to which I offered blood (using a lancet), but I was impressed instead to work with Lord Satanas. I lit the brazier fire in front of Baphomet—the representation of Lord Satan at the center of my altar—and as I meditated on... Continue Reading →

Speaking with action: a game changer

I FEEL COMPLETELY REMADE. I now speak with action in ritual (and in life). Now the words of my rituals feel authentic to me. They feel real. And now the words I make with others also sound authentic in a way they didn't before. I was down inside, trying to translate across a gap, my social... Continue Reading →

Untethered evil

I had an AMAZING ritual with Sathanas last night. Pressing with intense energy on my third-eye for a long time. Falling through a crack in the rolling, moonlit fields of sagebrush, suddenly in the world below, a world where evil is not tethered. Surrounded by evil, my entire chest cavity went cold. I walked down... Continue Reading →

Late August transformation with the Magus

22 August, after our online meeting Seeing myself through the Magus’ eyes… I see that I have an agenda, which is by nature limiting. It is the same, familiar one. The fix. The thing that will make me feel alive, connected to the thrilling process of life. This is based on feeling empty, disconnected, broken.... Continue Reading →

Working with Belial

August 28, 2022 I am so far behind on my grimoire. I will record a few important things as I remember them, but first, regarding my ritual work tonight. I planned to work with Sathanas, but was impressed to work with Belial. He came to me with a heavy possession of bliss, my body fluid... Continue Reading →

Three nights with Lord Sathanas

I have performed three evening rituals over the last three days without recording them in my grimoire (which is part of this blog). I need to catch up. All three have been similar in that at a certain point in the ritual, after I feel the bliss of trance and internal energy work of possession... Continue Reading →

Consecrated by His fire

I felt the impression to go to the cemetery, I go there sometimes to sit on a bench under a tree, where the veil between worlds is thinner. I make an offering to the spirits there, a little candle lit and some incense waived. While I was there, I saw a dark shape run across... Continue Reading →

Committing to theistic Satanism

—Estella Canziani 'Satan Awakening His Legions' (1913)— CHRISTIAN TOURISTS Christian tourists are not welcome here. Go get titillated somewhere else. Please leave and take your false god with you. Thank you. I am making a momentous decision, to join the coven of theistic Satanists that I have been working with. To decide to whether I... Continue Reading →

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