A record of my ascent as a theistic Satanist and black magician by Astarte Astaroth
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... Continue Reading →
A velvet silence. A cradling stillness. Azazel now comes to me multiple times each day. I sink into a deep trance of bliss. My head becomes heavy, sinking slowly towards my desk. It starts soon after I awaken, while I'm having my coffee. No more waiting until dark, which effectively put what was most important... Continue Reading →
Twilight in the Underworld 
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