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satanourunholylord · 2 years
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There truly is no hate like Christian love
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hompunkulus · 1 year
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The Infernal Concept: A Short History of the Devil's Kind
The Great Work is a lifetime dedicated to reaching one's Holy Guardian Angel and thus perfecting one's soul on the alchemical path - the alchemy of spirit and the alchemy of matter. This is largely a Western Mystery Tradition concept seen in the works of the old hats like Eliphas Levi, Israel Regardie and Aleister Crowley.
Satan as Symbol and the People's Voice
Satanism, as defined by Anton Szandor LaVey, is not about the Great Work. It is not even about spiritual integration nor enlightenment, what he refers to as 'spiritual pipe dreams.' Satanism is defined profoundly and perfectly in the Nine Satanic Statements as written in the Satanic Bible:
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Magic is used in very specific contexts - Compassion, Lust, and Destruction. No magic of higher spiritual awareness, nor reaching one's Holy Guardian Angel. Those that wear the Devil's Mark are not bound by any spiritual dogma nor condemned by any religious proclamation. We are here to indulge, to experience, and to hold our Selves in the highest regard before anyone or anything else.
This differs from The Satanic Temple, of which I am a Card Carrying Member, in that they take Satan as the symbol of rebellion and art. Rebellion against the State and it's often abusive and bigoted laws. They fight against tyranny in all its forms. Like Lucifer raised his sword to God and the army of Michael, the Satanist raises their voices and banners to the fascism of modern politics.
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Both are valid paths to Satan, although they are largely atheist in approach. Now we move onto Demonolatry, a path of Theistic Satanism.
Demonolatry and Devil Worship
Demonolatry may have been practiced in secret for centuries, but that is pure speculation. What is a fact is S. Connolly wrote the defining book for Demonolaters, The Complete Book of Demonolatry. Honestly, I have not read it but I have read all her free PDF's and was part of an international forum on Facebook several years ago. They believe demons are quite real, they are the definition of Devil Worshippers. Honestly, it's nice to see Satanists not shake like wet dogs when it comes to the question of whether they worship the Devil or not. Satanism, as branded by LaVey and Greaves, is almost made for the mainstream. Demonolatry (and Luciferianism... we'll get there in a moment) are far less mainstream in concept and design.
Demonolatry is similar to Wicca where you seek your Matron or Patron Demon (or Devil). They often come from the Ars Goetia, but just about any dark deity will do. Hekate was my Matron for years, but my path has expanded and I have now since found myself in the 'dark night of the soul' (to take the phrase from St. John of the Cross) where I am Matronless and Patronless as I am redefining what it means to be a Sorcerer.
Demonolatry differs from Wicca on many levels, though. Many practitioners prefer to offer their own blood in ritual and have no problem with cursing people. It is a very individualistic path, as ones aesthetic and ritual design can often be influenced by one's Matron or Patron.
The other unique practice Demonolters use are called Enns, which are syllabic chants similar to Sanskrit Mantras. They are single sentences chanted repeatedly until one enters an altered state where communication with one's Matron or Patron can be achieved.
One of the defining people for Theistic Satanism was Diane Vera. I believe her website is still around, but you may have to do some digging. It's where I learned about Theistic Satanism in the first place. I really enjoyed her website as it was a mature perspective and not filled with the silliness of edgy teenage drama.
Luciferianism and the Draconion Orders
Finally, we come to Luciferianism. Two Orders of which I have been fond of are the Temple of Ascending Flame and The Order of Phosphoros. Temple of Ascending Flame was founded by Asenath Mason after her split with the Dragon Rouge, a highly respected Draconion Order in Sweden (founded and headed by Thomas Karlsson). The Dragon Rouge helped define the Qliphoth and its ritual methods. There isn't much known about Dragon Rouge outside of their website and books by Karlsson (which I highly suggest you seek out! They are works of art and dark wisdom!).
Temple of Ascending Flame is a free online Magical Order, but don't think that makes it easy! You are expected to offer your blood for most of their rituals. The probationary period is 6 weeks of daily rituals of which you write a report and send to the Order. I never got past the probationary period as I no longer agree with blood magic unless it is from someone with a menstrual cycle that utilizes it. No reason to self harm for magic! Qigong is a non-bloodletting form of blood magic. Someday I may write an article specific to this.
Finally, we have Luciferianism as defined by Michael W Ford, founder and High Magus of the Order of Phosphoros. He has a few offshoots, including the Assembly of Lightbearers, which acts as a Church for Lucifer. Luciferians follow the 11 Luciferian Points of Power:
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Ford considers Will, Desire, and Belief the three tenets of magical ritual. Without Will it is merely wishful thinking, without Desire your intention falls short and without Belief you are empty of conviction (for the ritual). He also talks about Deific Masks, the many faces of the deities the Luciferian works with. Each Deific Mask serves a purpose towards ritual and apotheosis. Ford works with several paradigms of 'Witch Blood', including Yatuk Dinoih (Avestian Witchcraft), Kessipim (Cannanite Witchcraft), Akhkahru (Vampiric Witchcraft), etc.
Conclusion
There is no single philosophy nor doctrine for Satanism. The main guidelines are individuality, dark symbolism, and counter culture (The Church of Satan call themselves the 'Alien Elite'). Most paths practice a form of magic and all practice a form of ritual, but their concepts of what ritual is differs.
The Satanic Bible defines ritual as a form of Psychodrama, The Satanic Temple defines ritual as a form of protest, Demonolaters see ritual as a form of devotion and spell work and Luciferians understand it as a path to Apoptheosis. All forms see it as a form of psychological manipulation of the Self. It is a form similar to Jungian Shadow Work in certain contexts, on how to face ones subconscious and learn to work with ones 'inner demons' rather then try to avoid or destroy them. Satanic magic is mainly about self empowerment and this 'magic' can be done in the Ritual Chamber or by ones aesthetic.
Satanism isn't for everybody, nor should it be. For some it is merely a phase, and that is well and good, but for me it has been a defining path of rebellion and antinomian magic since I was a teenager. I hope you have found some use in this post and continue your own research and advancement of the Infernal Concept.
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1tz-4ll-m3 · 1 year
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Unpopular Opinion: Anyone of ANY religion, can be LGBTQIA+ and still be faithful in what they believe in.
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devilishdelights · 15 days
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my atheist ass being summoned to devildom 🧍🏼
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queenie435 · 1 year
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kittycatlukey · 1 year
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Everyone, just be good humans. I’m so tired…
People who are “anti-woke” are people that are asleep— they’re sheep. It's ignorance and fear. They like to deceive… manipulate. Don’t let them brainwash you.
Just be kind. It’s not hard.
Love your neighbor.
Stay woke.
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exvangelicalrage · 1 year
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Heartbreak
5/12/23
When I was fifteen, my best friend called me on the phone. We'd been best friends since we were three years old; we'd met in the church nursery and spent every possible hour together. As we grew, we went to different schools, and when we were ten, our families began to attend different churches, but our friendship remained steadfast. We did everything together—from family parties, to sleepovers, to going on vacation, to competing to see who could read the most books, to picking on each other's brothers, to writing letters (even though we only lived ten minutes apart), to building forts in the woods, to arts and crafts, to 4H—everything. Not to mention, we talked on the phone nearly every day.
But this phone call was a little different. She sounded serious.
"You go to public school," she told me. She'd been homeschooled since third grade. 
"Yeah?"
"I'm afraid you'll be a bad influence on me. We shouldn't talk anymore." It was abrupt. Out of the blue. Completely unexpected.
I was only fifteen. I'd never had a boyfriend; never had a breakup. None of my grandparents had died, nor anyone else close to me. I'd never experienced heartbreak before.
I said okay and hung up the phone. And then I sobbed. 
Utterly heartbroken.
She'd broken our friendship because I wasn't good enough. I wasn't holy enough. I wasn't "christian" enough. 
It was weird for me too, because even in my deep and abiding pain, I understood what she meant about me being a "bad influence." She'd been participating in an online forum called Daughters of Faith or Daughters of god or some such nonsense. She'd taken to wearing jean skirts and high-necked button-down shirts. She had a purity ring and a hope chest and was planning for her eventual marriage and children. She was strongly opposed to kissing before marriage; she was married to god until he saw fit to provide her with a husband.
I, on the other hand, went to public school and was considering college. I had a purity ring too, and had been baptized, but I regularly faced "the devil" in the faces of my classmates. I had to put on the armor of god every day, become a fierce warrior for the lord. Not to mention, I'd even had crushes at the ripe old age of fifteen. Who knew what could happen? I could be swayed to give into temptation at any time. And despite my obsession with perfection, my desperation to understand holiness and to be pure enough for heaven—even I understood how close to danger I stood every day. 
Her logic made sense. Though understanding didn't make it hurt any less.
Fast forward to when I was seventeen. I started dating my first boyfriend; I was a senior in high school and he was a freshman in college. 
He believed god meant for us to be together, for life. We were going to get married. But, he wanted to do everything the "right" way, so he set boundaries. No kissing, no touching except for hand-holding, no being alone together in a room with a closed door, no seeing each other's bedrooms—those are just the rules I remember. There were a lot more.
I believed him when he told me he felt it was god's will for us to be together. I wasn't planning to go to college; I would wait for him to graduate (he was a year older than me), and then we would marry and I would begin my life as a wife and mother. But he would ask me sometimes, "Do you feel it? Do you feel that it's god's will to be with me?" and I would reply, "No, but I trust you."
Then one day he said to me, "I have to make a confession. I got drunk as a swim party last night and kissed another girl." 
At first, I couldn't even process what he was saying. He hadn't even kissed me, and we'd been dating for over a year. But I didn't know how to feel. I didn't know what I was supposed to feel. 
Was this god testing me? 
I said okay. He asked if I was breaking up with him. I said I had to think about it.
I thought about it for three weeks before I made my decision. Ultimately, I decided I couldn't believe god wanted me to spend my life with someone I couldn't trust. So I broke up with him.
And then I sobbed. Utterly heartbroken.
Fast forward again. I went to college. I moved to a different state. I tried to find christian friends. I went to dozens of churches. I talked with their pastors. I went to their young adult events. I asked questions. And one church at a time, I was shown the door. 
Sometimes it was a subtle rejection—a pastor laughing when I asked a serious question or not responding to an email. 
Sometimes it was blatant, like the time I tried to add a youth leader I'd met five times as a friend on FB, and he messaged me to say he didn't accept friend requests from strangers. Or the time I tried to volunteer, and they said they didn't have any room for me.
Eventually, I switched tactics. Every time I tried a new church, I would say that I was "seeking." After all, that was supposed to be christian code for "Pay attention to me! Potential convert!" 
It didn't work.
I went to church less and less. My high school christian friends had vanished into their own lives. The youth leaders from my teenage years, also gone. I didn't get emails or phone calls from anyone. Didn't even see them when I went home to visit my family.
It became clear to me that no one wanted me. I was alone with only meager scraps of my christianity left. And there was no one to help me piece them back together.
Maybe this was another test, I thought. But the thing was, if my childhood best friend didn't want me, nor my ex-boyfriend who I thought loved me, nor any of the pastors or leaders or christians I'd encountered in my travels—what evidence was there that god himself wanted me? 
He didn't talk to me. He didn't answer my prayers. He didn't give me peace. He didn't offer me comfort in my loneliness. He didn't put up any neon signs that said, "This is the church for you." And he certainly didn't answer any of my bottomless list of questions.
And neither did the people who purported to be his hands and feet—and mouthpieces presumably. 
About a year after I graduated from college, I flew to Los Angeles to visit my only remaining high school friend. They took me to the Getty Center, where we stood and looked out over a vivid west coast sunset.
"Can I tell you something?" I asked.
"Anything," they said. 
"I don't think I'm a christian anymore." 
"That's okay." 
And with those words, my last scrap of faith burned up in that flaming red sun. 
No horde of demons rushed into my mind, if you can believe it. I wasn't dragged to hell by Satan. I didn't even feel bad.
Instead, I felt free. Freer than I ever had.
I was still heartbroken, but it was different this time. Because rather than being rejected and betrayed by those who were supposed to love me in the name of christ, this time, I had been the one to turn my back on them. It was my choice. I'd made my own path. 
And already, in the first moments of my new life, there was someone there to walk alongside me.
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leftarrowtees · 12 days
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The Devils In The Details
Church sucks. Stay Home.
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satanourunholylord · 2 years
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Happy pride month to all my fellow queer/lgbtq+ Satanists out there 🏳️‍🌈 🖤
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hompunkulus · 1 year
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Bestial Sorcery
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The devil Beliar in front of the gates of hell, woodcut, Augsburg 1473
Lilith is also known as the 'screetch-owl.' When she was excommunicated, she was outcast to the desert with the hyeanas and serpents.
Sammael is the serpent in the Garden of Eden.
Leviathan is the Oceanic Dragon with Seven Heads.
Behemoth is a bipedal elephant.
In folklore the magical lodestone comes from the belly of the frog who is Satan in disguise. The black cat, the bat, and the wolf are all relegated to the vampire, who is also known as the Son of the Devil.
Beasts and monsters have been allies to the Devil and Witch since time immemorial. Echidna ('she-viper') is considered the mother of monsters in Greek Mythology, and is the wife of Typhon ('hurricane'), an avian-serpent like giant.
Hekate has many forms, mostly bestial. She is know as Leader of the Dogs (Skylakagetis), serpents (Opheôplokamos ‘Coiled with Snakes’, ‘With Snaky Curls’), but is also known for appearing as a bull-formed (Tauromorphos), cow-eyed (Boopîs), and 'she-wolf' (Mormolykeia).
In Japanese mythology there is the goblin demon king Sōjōbō, the red faced goblin with raven wings. Under Sōjōbō are the kerasu, the humanoid crow mountain warriors. There is the nodeppo, the flying squirrel vampire, the bakenekko, two tailed cat, the white demon cat who taught swordsman philosophy, magic, and of course, swordsmanship. The most famous is the nine tailed fox kitsune, a shapeshfting witch. Even more, there is the kappa, the hollow headed turtle demon found among small bodies of water.
Japan, as you can see, has a rich history of bestial demonic creatures. Some are merely mischevious (bakenekko), some are extremely brutal (nodeppo and kappa), while some are more grey (tengu).
Bestial Ritual
Ritual is a great way to acheive bestial mindset and structure. My prefered way is to make a little fire and pour some fresh herbs into it to make a blazing fire with unique smells in a private outdoor area. If privacy permits, strip down to nothing to really get into the shape of the beast. Mimic its sounds and movements to the best of your ability.
Since my current living situation makes it near impossible to really engage in bestial psychodrama as mentioned above I use my martial arts as a way to mimic animals. The style I was taught utilizes eight different animals, so taking that knowledge I can adapt those animal shapes into whatever animal I choose.
I also have certain workouts dedicated to certain animals concepts, or I manipulate basic calisthenic movements to make them fit into the animalistic form. Such as air squats with a jump I call Bullfrog Squats, there is already a pushup varation from Judo called a Scorpion Pushup, and a WeckMethod Squat I call the Phoenix.
Play and enjoy. Bestial magic is less about results in love or career and more about opening your consciousness to its instinctual nature. As a Satanist/Chaos Magician, it is best to learn to play in the magical arena then be bogged down by illumination so much. Illumination has its place, but especially for the younger people out there, magic is about suspenaion of disbelief to achieve a sense of freedom. Bestial Sorcery is an excellent method.
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ozthearistocrat · 1 year
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Its weird how people talk about Christianity being in video games when there is not Christ is any of the games. All they have is weird gnosticism with maybe one or two references angels from one book of the bible.
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froggyteehee · 26 days
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NON-CHRISTIAN BBYS ON EASTER WHERE YOU AT??
Tonight, we're getting a bunch of snacks and binging your favorite shows!
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crimsonghost45 · 2 months
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How is your Sunday night?
May God and Satanas bless you all.
Stay heavy!!
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bpdcrybaby213 · 2 years
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On Sanity
Chesterton has already pointed this out, but I was struck anew today after talking with a robin and feeling wind in my hair, that it was the irrational, not the rational, that makes us sane.
To love, to befriend, to laugh, to think philosophically, to write, to play, to dream. Poetry, music, dancing, nature. As I watched the sunset and whistled, feeling more sane than I ever had in my weeks of studying for exams, I remembered it is the neglect of these that leads to madness. For it is not the dancers and florists who go mad, but mathematicians and chess grandmasters.
Aquinas says that the nature of a human is to be a rational animal. He said that, of course, to distinguish us from animals. Unlike them we have the power to reason, and it is a terrible power and beautiful responsibility. But even Aquinas from his ivory tower doesn't dare eliminate the animal inside us.
There is something deep in the bones of our nature quite apart from rationality. We are animals still, and we must love that. The primal, the guttural, the free and the wild. This too makes us human.
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queenie435 · 11 months
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I would like to thank the Atheist for keeping some of these cherry pickers in line!
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