Huge progress!

—Art by Daniele Valeriani— Huge progress! Yay for me. I finally got I should do magic with the intention to use it to break through the barriers I run up against in myself when I try to get started, and while I am doing magic. Now I ask the entity I am working with to... Continue Reading →

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 →

E.A. Koetting live stream notes

I have attended both of E.A. Koetting's recent live streams on Odysee, and he addressed a question I had in both chats. His comments were very helpful to me, so I took the time to transcribe our interactions, as follows. (I note here that Eric has live streams on Odysee most Wednesdays at 11a my... Continue Reading →

I worship you Death

—Ritual art by Behemoth-X— I feel the desire to worship, to exalt. But the entities I work with do not want to be worshiped, not at all. They want me to exalt myself. I can worship Death. When I worship Death, I worship the power that is in all power, the current that is in... Continue Reading →

This dream of death

I dreamed I was at a Christian worship service. The service had just ended, and people were milling around. There was about 50 people. Then I saw a man stand up, he was on the stand, and he pulled out a big silver handgun, it was huge, like a .45. No one else had seen... Continue Reading →

Working with the Death Current

A series of excerpts from "THE NECROMANCER: Path of the Descended Masters" (2021) by Conner Kendall Contained herein is a comprehensive journey of the work I underwent and am still going through over numerous years of my life as an adept. Necromancy is the path that I was warned about, its whispers and discussions left... Continue Reading →

Death ritual meditation

I felt the call, to the bedroom, my temple. I began the ritual by opening the Necromancer book to a page with a ritual on it, and began to read it aloud. I called the dead. I remembered the dead who snapped twigs around me in the graveyard, calling them. Come to me. I called... Continue Reading →

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