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unhallowedwitch · 6 months
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You do not have to be thinking about Lord Satan all the time, take breaks, do things for yourself just because you like them, do things to take care of yourself that have nothing to do with religion or your relationship with Lord Satan. He understands.
Unlike God, specifically referring to the Christian interpretation, you don't need to thank Lord Satan for every little thing. He knows that you appreciate him, he isn't angry if you don't pray consistently, he hasn't forgotten about you, and he doesn't demand that make him the forefront of your life.
Sometimes, good things happen because you set them in motion, because YOU made a conscious or unconscious effort to set them in motion, take time to thank yourself first in these instances.
Lord Satan is rooting for you, he is proud of you, and he knows you are trying.
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unhallowedwitch · 8 months
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New tattoo! (also my first)
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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You Can Always Call Me
Ever since I was a child I could feel his presence. 
I never knew who or what he was or what he wanted. He was just there… watching. His presence never felt threatening or malicious in any way, more like that comforting hug that holds you together when you feel your entire world is falling apart. It wasn’t until last year that I learned who he was and that he didn’t want anything from me, not really. All he asked was for me to be unabashedly myself, one of the hardest things for me to do, what with my people pleasing tendencies and whatnot. In that moment I was confused, maybe even cautious. After 24 years of being told that being myself was a problem that needed to be fixed instead of something to be celebrated, I was worried that maybe this was too good to be true. Maybe this was some cruel trick to get my hopes up only to ruin me at the last moment, something I unfortunately have a lot of experience with.
However, that moment never came.
What’s even more surprising is that this all-encompassing feeling of warmth, safety, and care, came from the least likely of places, as far as my religious upbringing would have me believe. For the presence that brings me so much joy and security, is someone who I’ve always been told is the embodiment of all evil in the world. However, my personal, life-long, experience with this being has proven to be the opposite. For those he chooses to be in his life, he is kind, caring, compassionate, and even downright protective at times, but he also wishes for us to learn by ourselves, make mistakes and grow from them, and overall better ourselves. He’s not really a being that wants to hold your hand through every single bad thing that happens in your life or even have complete say or control over it, more so, he’s there to be a guiding light to keep you on your path and help you when you get lost. He’s like, for me at least, the ideal parent. Someone who knows that you don’t like being coddled, or swarmed over when something’s wrong, and would just like the assurance that they’re there if you need them and that they care about you, but they also acknowledge that you want to be left alone to deal with your feelings. In many ways, he’s like the father I wished I had, however, he has never taken this relationship for granted. He’s never taken me for granted.
Not once has he asked for anything substantial from me. No offerings or even words of worship. Not once has he asked me to kneel before him and obey every command he gives without question, lest I burn for all eternity. Not once has he told me what I can and cannot do. Not once has he told me that indulging in the things that bring happiness into my life will taint my soul and damn me to eternal hellfire. From him I receive no threats, no impossible standards to reach or punishments for not reaching them. He’s always just been there for me. Throughout every trial and tribulation, throughout every up and every down, he’s been there, supporting me from the shadows even when I felt so alone in my suffering. In spite of this, he’s also difficult to describe in his complexity. He is both light and darkness, good and evil, powerful and vulnerable, kind and wrathful. In a way he’s like us, for we are all capable of anything, however it is our choices that define who we become, not the words of an ancient text written by men from a time long past, from a civilization long gone.
The only thing that I regret from being in his life has been that I didn’t know who or what he was sooner. That maybe I could have had some semblance of order and support in my exceptionally chaotic life, if I took the time to understand him and not just follow what I have been told by others who didn’t even want to hear something different. I know that the mere mention of his name will cause some heads to turn in abject horror, but know this, with him I feel more at peace, more joyful, and more safe, than ever before when I fought against who I am, trying so desperately to appease some high standard I could never meet by the mere nature of being myself.
With him in my life, I never again have to worry about not being good enough. For with him, I was born more than good enough. I know he is always there for me when I need him and that he trusts that I will always be the most authentic version of me at all times.
I know that whenever I need his help, Satan will say “You can always call me”
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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Why I love statues for my Deities
So I have statues for almost all of my deities now (Satan’s is on the way and I don’t yet have ones for Fenrir or Jörmungandr since their more new to me) and I think I like statues so much because it really helps my brain to visualize my deities. It’s honestly really tough for me to imagine things in my head and I’ve always felt a little awkward talking to seemingly the air when praying or anything like that so having a physical object that also resembles my deities in some capacity really helps me to connect and talk to them, more than me just standing/sitting in front of their space and hoping I’m connecting or offering things to them correctly so they actually receive it if that makes sense.
I don’t know my brain’s just ✨ spicy ✨ like that.
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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It's Actually Happening!!!
I finally ordered a proper statue for Satan and I’m so excited to receive it!!! (I also got some herbs and a new tarot deck but shhh)
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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I hope everyone has a good day to day 😊
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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Planning on getting this as my first tattoo (after my ear surgery 🤕) and I’m very excited for it
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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✨ Them ✨ now with new candles
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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Pillars of Hellenismos
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Row of columns in Ancient Messene, Greece. Photo by: Peulle, 2017 via WIkimedia Commons (X). License: Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International (CC BY-SA 4.0)
The “Pillars of Hellenismos” never really existed.
And by that, I mean the ancient Greeks weren’t taught something called the  “Pillars” of their religion. Their religion had no name, and religious practices were embedded in their culture. People learned about religion and correct behavior from their family and friends, and through participation in worship from a young age. What we know as the “Pillars of Hellenismos” were taught through modeled religious and ethical behavior.
Our modern “Pillars of Hellenismos” originated and are drawn from the virtues taught in ancient Greek philosophy, especially that of Plato and Aristotle. The virtues differ somewhat from list to list, because the various philosophers emphasized different virtues in their works, but the lists generally overlap.
Although much in the way of religious ritual has been lost, quite a bit of ancient philosophy was saved and adopted by Christians, so we are able to identify and reconstruct the ethical and moral values of ancient Hellenic religion. These virtues are what have become known as the “Pillars of Hellenismos”.
Everyone ends up with their own list of “Pillars”; these are mine:
Kharis - giving without expectation of return, and gratitude for benevolence received
Eusebia - reverence and duty toward the Gods
Arete - striving to live to one’s fullest potential
Hagneia - spiritual and ritual purity
Sophia - the pursuit of wisdom and understanding
Sophrosune - self-control
Xenia - hospitality, generosity and courtesy
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unhallowedwitch · 10 months
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Sadge 😔
One of my necklaces for my deities broke and now I'm sad 🥲
Update: found a new chain immediately afterword so it's all fixed now 🙌
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unhallowedwitch · 11 months
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I made some moon water a couple days ago and it was so nice and calming to just stand outside in the moonlight and just bask in it 😊
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unhallowedwitch · 11 months
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HAPPY PRIDE TO ALL MY FELLOW LGBTQIA+ SIBLINGS!!!
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unhallowedwitch · 11 months
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Welcome to Hell
Hi,
My name is Viktor
I am an AroAce Transman and use He/Him pronouns 🏳️‍⚧️
I’m also a Eclectic Pagan, Theistic Satanist, and Eclectic Witch
I'm a devotee of Hades, Persephone, Fenrir, Jörmungandr, and Prince Stolas, amd Satan of course!
I don’t really have plans for this blog it just exists to exist and show my love for my spirituality (and ofc the deities within)
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