You are my sacrament

Lord. Lord Sathanas. I partake of you. You are my sacrament. Lord. Lord Sathanas. If you will give this to me. If this is your gift... To fill me magic, with the real, and continuous, and FULL delight of complete soul transformation... to possess me as the genesis and development of my divinity, of my... Continue Reading →

Writing a book about the Occult

I have an idea for a book. I have been wanting to write a book about the occult, an occult book for the practitioner of the dark arts, of magic. I have an idea! And... I think the book is about an energy that will "write the book itself." Because it is intelligent energy, energy... 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 →

Pathworking with Azazel

Night before last. I felt the call to my altar. I lit all of the candles, waving incense before my temple deities. I settled in to meditate. I called to Azazel, inviting him to my temple. Eya On Ca Azazel Aken. Great king, come to my temple. Come to my temple. I began to visualize... 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 →

A certain wholeness

—Art by Fulco Culto ~ A God and a Goddess Wedding— "Expectation is a prison." ~Robert Fripp It's simple really. The choice. Trade away my purpose for a tantalizing transformation into something I am not, or find my purpose, the specific transformation I am born to. I have experienced my life and who I am... Continue Reading →

I feel what I cannot see

I feel your love. Now and again as I go about my day. Your love and possession pulls me out of the unconscious flow of life. You wake me up. You are waking me up. You fill me with love. I know that you are with me. I know that there are many that are... Continue Reading →

Grimoire: Azazel

Art by Cambion Art on Deviant Art Today I worked with Azazel for the first time. I meant to work with him last night, but I had a very intense session with Set, and decided to wait until tonight. I carved Azazel's name in the red and black candles I then lit for him. I... Continue Reading →

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