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#sub lucifer supremacy!!!!!!
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✨Desperation✨
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I’M NOT DONE YET >:)
Maybe I should go on vacation more often, gets the creative juices flowing, I hope y’all like a little bit of sub!Lucifer 😏
(No set up to this one either, this is just gonna be smut right out of the gate lmaooooo)
Lucifer x f!sinner reader
Summary: A more than willing Lucifer is ready to submit to your every whim…
Warnings: 18+, smut, sub!lucifer, light dom!reader, teasing, pet names, orgasm denial, edging, hand job, oral (m & f receiving), p in v
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You weren’t sure how you ended up in this situation. Well…that’s not entirely true. But you never thought that you would ever be in the situation you found yourself in. Not that you were upset at all by it. Lucifer, the almighty ruler of Hell itself, was bound and blindfolded in your bed wearing nothing more than his briefs. His hands were restrained to the bed post with tightly knotted rope while a silk ribbon obstructed his vision, leaving him absolutely helpless. Of course, you both knew he could more than easily break free from his bondage, but he wasn’t going to. He trusted you with his entire being, his devotion to you was undying. He was now yours to tease, to use, and to break. The thought excited both of you. You had already stripped naked, wasting no time as you closed in on your prey.
“Are you ready, Luci?” you asked, inching yourself closer to the foot of the bed.
“Yes, darling,” he answered sweetly, “do with me what you please.”
“Good boy,” you hummed. You heard a light moan escape his lips from just your words. He loved nothing more than receiving praise from you. You began by resting your hands on his ankles, ever so slowly moving them up to his calves, and stopping to massage the inside of his thighs. It was already apparent that he was having a difficult time sitting still, he was very sensitive after all. Your touch was intoxicating, he could never be satisfied. And the blindfold certainly amplified the experience. You finally moved your hands up his briefs and onto his hips, where he finally bucked up from your touch.
“Ah, ah, ah,” you chastised, “don’t move, baby. Be good for me.”
“Y-yes, love,” he murmured.
“Already so needy, aren’t we?,” you teased, noticing the very obvious wet spot on his shorts. “We’ve barely started.” You palmed his erection, eliciting a yelp from Lucifer. You began to slowly stroke him through his clothing, you felt his cock twitch at your gentle touch.
“Pl-Please, I-mmhn, please m-more,” he babbled. The sounds of his begging were pure ecstasy. What a feeling to have power over the most powerful being in the realm. You chuckled, reaching for the hem of his briefs, finally releasing his hardened cock. His tip leaked precum onto his stomach, Lucifer whimpered softly.
“Use your words, sweetheart,” you coerced, “tell me what you want.”
You heard an audible gulp from Lucifer. Even with the blindfold, you could tell that his cheeks had flushed a bright red. “T-Touch me, pl-please…need to f-feel you,” he choked out.
You smiled as you reached out to grab the base of his cock, forcing another moan out of Lucifer. You started to stroke his shaft up and down at an agonizingly slow pace, precum leaking onto your hand. It felt like he could burst at any second, but you planned on making this last as long as possible. You could already feel yourself getting wet from the sight of him writhing under your touch. Lucifer’s breathing became heavy as though he couldn’t get enough oxygen in his lungs. Unfortunately, he bucked up his hips to your touch again. You let go of him completely, Lucifer nearly sobbed at the loss of contact.
“What did I say, Luci?,” you scolded.
“Imsorryimsorry!!,” Lucifer cried, “Please! Please, I’ll be good. Please don’t stop…”
“You need to learn some patience, baby,” you retorted, kneeling down and taking a long lick from the base of his shaft to the head. Lucifer’s moans had turned into breathy gasps for air. Without warning, you plunged your mouth down on his cock.
“FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!,” Lucifer yelled as you continued to bob your head up and down on his length. He was well endowed, so you were careful not to take too much of him all at once. Your hot mouth engulfed half of him while your hand stroked the rest, perfectly in sync. You circled your tongue around his tip, loving the taste of his precum. The only sounds from Lucifer were screams of pleasure as you overstimulated him with your mouth.
“Talk to me, sweetie,” you said sternly, “how does this make you feel?”
“S-so good, love,” he panted, “ffffuuucckk, I’m so c-close, soooo close…”
“Mmm, what a good boy you are, Luci,” you smiled. You moved your hand and mouth away from his cock in an instant, leaving it to lay on his stomach once again. Lucifer’s breath hitched as he whined inconsolably, completely devastated by the loss of any friction. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
You crawled up onto the bed and hovered over Lucifer. You could see the beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, his breath was warm on your face. You leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. He tried to deepen your kiss but you pulled away just out of reach.
“Don’t be greedy now, darling,” you murmured into his ear, sending shivers throughout his whole body. You kissed the edge of his mouth, then his cheek, then moved down and stopped at his throat. As you started to nip and suck at his sensitive skin, you could feel his rapid pulse while you marked him. You looked up to admire your work, a beautiful purple bruise that he can show off to the rest of Hell. “I want you to show me how desperate you are for me. Can you do that, love?,” you cooed.
“Y-yes,” Lucifer whimpered, “yes, anything!”
You hummed in approval. You continued to crawl on top of him until your pussy was place right above his face. Despite being blindfolded, Lucifer knew exactly what was happening. It took every fiber of his being to keep himself restrained because he would devour you in an instant. He whimpered beneath you waiting for your command.
“Eat up, pretty boy,” you chuckled, lowering yourself closer to his more than willing mouth. You felt his tongue hit your slick folds immediately, causing you to gasp. He easily found your clit and focused all of his attention on it. You tried your best not to move too much and risk removing his blindfold, but it was easier said than done. You couldn’t help but grind against him as he lapped up your dripping cunt. You held on to the headboard in front of you, trying and failing to keep your composure. You felt the knot inside your stomach tighten more and more with each flick of his tongue. You had to pull away now before he could finish you off. In one swift motion, you pulled yourself off of Lucifer’s face and moved to sit on his chest, letting yourself catch your breath.
“NO!,” Lucifer cried, “you’re so cruel…”
“Now, now, is that anyway to speak to me?”, you teased. Before he could respond, you slid yourself down further and began to grind your cunt on his throbbing erection. Lucifer’s strangled moans filled the empty room, you could listen to him like that forever.
“Tell me what you want, Lucifer,” you barked, refusing to slow your hips as you rocked back and forth on his cock.
“F-Fuck…fuck me…p-please,” he moaned. You moved your hips faster, causing Lucifer to scream. Tears started to leak through the blindfold and fall down his face.
“I know you can do better than that, pretty boy,” you laughed coldly. “I’ll ask again, what do you want?”
“FUCK ME, P-PLEASE FUCK ME, RIDE MY COCK, PLEASE LOVE, I-I NEED TO BE IN YOU NOW, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEFUCKMENOW!,” Lucifer cried out in agony.
“That’s what I hoped you’d say, my sweet boy” you praised. His words went straight to your aching cunt, you couldn’t wait any longer. You lined up his cock with your entrance and sank down on him, sheathing him inside of you completely. You both moaned in tandem at the sensation. Before long, you started bouncing on his cock at a steady pace at first. But only moments passed before your hips started to shift rapidly, chasing the orgasm you denied Lucifer earlier.
“Wanna-wanna see you,” Lucifer pleaded weakly, “please, p-please let me see you, love…” He sounded so broken and sweet, you couldn’t say no to him. He did so well for you, after all. You took pity on him and removed the blindfold from his face. You looked into his eyes, they were puffy from the tears he’d shed earlier. But they seemed to glow brighter once he saw you, completely drunk on his cock. “So beautiful…”, he whispered.
“Luci…,” you moaned, “feels so good, shhhiiiitt…”
“Love, s-so close, I-I can’t…,” Lucifer choked out, screwing his eyes shut. He couldn’t breathe properly anymore, he just wanted to feel you come undone.
“Look at me,” you commanded, “look at m-me when you cum. Be…Be a good boy and cum for me!” Lucifer opened his eyes, his face had turned beet red from your praise.
“I-I’m gonna…fuckfuckFUCKIMCUMMING,” he screamed, thrusting up into you only a few more times before his orgasm hit him hard, spilling his cum into your waiting pussy. Just a second later the tight knot in your stomach unraveled and you felt the waves of pleasure throughout your body, your newly painted white walls clenching around Lucifer’s cock.
Your body gave out and you collapsed on top of him, gasping for air. Lucifer snapped his fingers and the rope that had restrained him was gone. He helped you off him and laid you next to him, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. He kissed the top of your head and pushed the hair away from your face.
“That…that was so good, my angel,” Lucifer smiled. “Did you enjoy yourself?”
You laughed lightly, looking up from his chest. “Yes, I enjoyed that a lot, Lucifer, thank you. I…I wasn’t too harsh, was I? I might have teased you too much, I-” You were cut off by Lucifer’s lips, now completely forgetting what you were going to say.
“You were perfect, darling,” he reassured you. “I loved it! And I love you. We’ll certainly be doing that again.” You smiled and nuzzled into his chest.
“I put you through a lot tonight,” you said, “let me run you a bath. And then we can cuddle afterwards. Sound good?”
“Only if you join me, my dear,” Lucifer bargained. You could only smile and nod, how could you say no?
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Happy Valentine’s Day ya filthy animals!! 💖💖💖
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captainai-47 · 5 months
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It went Isa’s abs- sweet, Luci making food for Isa- baby, the past and present lover fighting- wait no, the Valentine’s Day- baby baby, Isa lore- protect the baby, more Isa lore- protec, bday- oooh Luci made Isa cry smh Luci, Monster Isa- I can see why Luci is into it, Isa post morning workout- me too Luci, finally hits the Luci in heat post XD then I scrolled to find the sweater one- sub Luci supremacy
I eagerly await your sub luci art pieces, where I can simp both over isa and a sub Lucifer 😌
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I am in your service 🤭
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obeymycok · 2 years
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High ranking officer and right hand demon of the prince of hell Lucifer controlled and owned like a pet by a forced bond on an unknowing and cunning but nice and caring MC (gender neutral no genitalia mentioned too)
Yes very delicious thank you for the request it’s been awhile since I got one. I’m gonna write this in more of a headcanon format because setting up the scenario for sub!Lucifer is a little more challenging with no genitalia+gn reader, I hope that’s alright. Sub!Lucifer supremacy because he deserves to not think and have someone else control him. I will not mention genitalia or gender specific titles for reader but will for Lucifer AMAB
TW: NSFW 18+ (obviously), dacryphilia, spanking, humiliation, exhibitionism, oral (m receiving), gagging (a little), shibari (rope bondage), pet play, use of daddy for Lucifer in the beginning, lmk if I missed anything so I can add it here
Lucifer sitting at his desk, you in his lap while he does paperwork, getting increasingly frustrated by the minute. You can feel his aching bulge beneath you as you straddle him.
A knowing smirk creeps onto your face, “Daddy, would you like some help?” you say sweetly. But as you bring your face to his, it’s filled with embarrassment and need as he refuses to meet your eyes. Dumbfounded for a second, you quickly recover snatching his lips in yours as they dance in perfect rhythm against the light of the fireplace.
Pushing you away and bearing a beet red face that rival’s Leviathan, magic restraints appear in his hands as he meets your eyes, tears already beginning to form from how embarrassed he is.
Tying him up all pretty to his chair as you lower yourself to your knees and tease with the zipper on his pants. Lewd moans fill the room instead of the frustrated sighs minutes ago.
Slowly bringing the tip to your mouth, the most heavenly noise escapes his lips from deep inside his chest as his body involuntarily pulls against the restraints
“You’re not allowed to cum unless I tell you, okay puppy?” fuck, that pet name always got him so much closer. He is the Avatar of Pride, Lucifer Morningstar, right hand man to the next ruler of Hell.
But a measly human calling him their dog as they push their head down to his base, he can’t take it.
His seed spills down the back of your throat and he knows without even opening his eyes, that he fucked up. He wasn’t allowed to cum yet.
The ropes are undone quickly and he’s pulled by his hair up and over to the bed standing in front of you.
“Strip.” He’s such a good boy, doing as he’s told with shaking hands and then laying across your lap. “Do you know why you’re over my lap puppy?” “Yes.” he replies with barely a whisper. A hum of satisfaction escapes you as you begin trailing your nails down his neck, along his spine.
A hard smack against his ass breaks the silence in the room followed by a breathy groan. “Nngh..o-one.” his tears finally spill as the smacks keep coming. He’d rather be heard by everyone in the house than you start over from him losing count. 
Properly punished, you pull your baby up to sit on your lap as he adjusts to the most comfortable position. “I didn’t want to punish you after you got so stressed but do you know why it happened?” He nodded with a sniff as you wiped the tears from his cheeks. You were so kind and caring even when he didn’t deserve it, always doing what was best for him. 
“I’m so glad you trust me with this side of you, I’m always happy to take care of my good boy.” you say sweetly as he buries his face in your neck. Another pathetic little whine escapes him and you know it’s time for aftercare.
“Lay down on the bed Luci, this time you can cum whenever you want.” He scrambles off of your lap and onto his bed as fast as his tired legs can take him with a perfectly matching happy puppy face.
“So now that I know you’re into this how about I get you a little present? I’d love to see ‘PROPERTY OF (MC)’ around your neck whenever we do this?” you giggle as he gives you a little pout, both in embarrassment and impatience. “You’ve been such a good boy for me, I think it’s time for your reward now.”
Praising him a little so that his pride isn’t too damaged, you get back to work and immediately bottom down on his pretty cock as he struggles to maintain composure and keep himself quiet, putting his hand over his mouth in the process.
“Please let me hear you puppy,” you said definitely not expecting an actual puppy whimper, but who are you to complain. “Ha-hah ‘m...ngh gonna cum!” Oh if only you could replay that sentence like one of his cursed records.
He, again shoots his load down your throat, gagging you in the process, but doing your best for him like he’s done for you.
You wipe your mouth and lay on top of his chest, running your fingers through his soft black hair. His face is as red as his unfocused eyes as he gazes at the ceiling trying to calm his breathing. Once he does, his arms wrap around your waist and he plants a passionate kiss on your lips, not too rough not too soft.
“Th-ank you, MC. I truly feel like I can relax and be myself around you. I love you.” he says the last part quieter as he again, buries his face into your neck. You heard him though, he knows you heard him.
“I love you too Lucifer.”
So was this like good because horny brain just kinda went brrr anyway this was my first smut request so I hope you like it and I hope I didn’t misunderstand the request!
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Demon Bros w/ Inexperienced Dom
A/N: My first attempt at a NSFW work in, um......................... Don't worry about it. I like a lot of the dom reader content in the fandom, but a lot of it I've seen with super experienced/confident doms, so I decided to go a little differently. Somewhat inspired by my Lucifer post. This is less smut and more characterisation.
Content/Warnings: sub characters, dom reader (obviously). Mentions of impact play, degradation, kink negotiation, non-sexual submission, aftercare. Mentions of the use of the pact and discussions of poor safeword use.
Lucifer
It goes both ways with Lucifer. He would appreciate an experienced dom, someone who knows what they're doing, who can take him in hand and who he can be confident to lead him.
However, he can't deny that there's some comfort in your lack of experience. Submitting himself in this way is something new to him too - knowing that you are both in unfamiliar territory makes it easier to handle.
Easing you both into the roles takes a bit of time. Lucifer trusts you, he loves you, and he wants this. It just takes a while for him to fully accept that he can relax completely and let you take control.
Part of the easing-in process is completely non-sexual, and just him seeking comfort from you after a long day, trusting himself to your care. Letting you make some of the decisions, deferring to your opinion when appropriate.
And a big part is figuring out what it is you both want in bed.
Lucifer is fairly obedient - the fact that he’s trusting you to dominate him at all is telling, and so he doesn’t feel the need to put up a fight.
Sometimes he does like to be made to submit, a bit of his bratty side shining through.
Whether your preferences lie in the gentle or the hard, Lucifer will find something to enjoy. The most important thing to him is that it’s you.
Either way, edging is generally a better tactic than overstimulation for Lucifer. While his tolerance is high, his patience is surprisingly low for such an ancient, powerful being. Both can work, it just depends how quickly you want to break down his pride.
After a while, Lucifer is decently likely to suggest new things in the bedroom and will listen to anything you would like to introduce. Lucifer has quite the pain tolerance and so long as it’s behind closed doors, he’s willing to try most things because it’s with you.
Mostly, submitting is an act of trust for Lucifer, but also a break from his responsibilities. Having you tell him what to do, knowing you’ll take care of him, it provides a relief that he hasn’t felt in a long time. As you grow more confident with time, he comes to enjoy it even more.
At first he’s hesitant to safeword, but after some discussion you’re able to reframe it in his head. Safewording is not something that happens ‘because he can’t take it’ as he initially thought, but another way for him to trust you with his care and comfort. Lucifer's never had issues with anyone else safewording, it’s only when it’s him that he struggles with the idea.
Aftercare involves a few quiet, sincere compliments and getting him cleaned up. He’s pretty explicit with his aftercare needs at the beginning, which is good because later you learn that you can make him go pretty dumb and he will not help you.
After he’s recovered enough though, he’s quick to check in on you as well. His pride won't allow him to leave you to help yourself.
Submission is not likely to be shown outside the bedroom except in very subtle ways. As above, he’ll ask for your opinion more and be generally more polite. Lucifer is also one who will take the submissive role privately just to relax rather than for sex.
Mammon
Mammon isn’t exactly a virgin, but he’s not had a lot of long term partners, let alone ones he actually gives a shit about.
As such, he can be just as bad as Lucifer in admitting he wants this. Mammon is afraid on some level that you’ll mock him. After all, he’s a big scary demon - why would he be interested in submitting to a weak human?
A big part of domming Mammon is learning to read between the lines and facilitate him being able to express his honest feelings. Mammon will get defensive if he feels he liked something too much when he shouldn’t have. Talking about your own feelings is a good way to get him to open up about his (“I really like when you begged, because it made me feel needed.” “Well, if you liked it that much… I guess I could do it again.”)
Mammon is pretty eager for praise and attention, so anything that gives him those things is probably something he’ll enjoy.
You’re likely the one who brings up new ideas to try out. Mammon’s by no means innocent, but he’s got his go-to kinks for jacking off and he doesn’t usually explore beyond those. He’s more likely to suggest changes to what you’re already doing after he becomes more confident in your relationship.
If Mammon were more honest with himself, he’d probably be the perfect sub for a dom figuring their stuff out. He’s very obedient and even when he tries to play the brat, threats of taking away your touch or attention are enough to get him back in line.
Overstimulation or edging both work. Mammon’s very honest with your hand or mouth on his dick. If he likes something, you’ll know.
You may consider using the pact to order him to safeword out if he does feel overwhelmed, though. Mammon doesn’t want you to think any less of him, and it’s going to take him a little while to be willing to safeword. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, but he gets in his head about these things.
Aftercare is a lot of praise and cuddling. Mammon is clingy and you’re definitely not going to be able to leave until he gets out of subspace. He gets stressed if you’re not around when he’s like that.
Another one where his submission won’t be super obvious in your daily life except he will get hard easily if you give him an order or do anything he associated with your dom side.
While Mammon can take a fair amount of physical roughness, he has some hard limits on degradation. If that’s something you’re into, you may need to wait until he’s comfortable talking in-depth about his needs in your relationship.
Leviathan
Doesn’t matter at all that you’re inexperienced. Another one who’s likely to feel some comfort that he’s not the only one feeling a bit out of his depth.
Likely to turn to hentai or doujins for ideas. May request you two start with roleplaying from these just to get used to your roles in bed. It gives him a clear script and expectations, which helps him focus on the pleasure rather than worry about what’s going to happen or how he’ll react.
Levi’s anxiety can be calmed by telling him what you want to do to him so he knows what to expect. He’ll open up more to surprises later on, but at the beginning of his sub journey he’s too worried about doing the wrong thing.
While Levi may like degradation, he needs praise to feel safe as well. He needs to know you’re enjoying yourself too.
Combining praise with a condescending tone is a good way to balance it out.
While Levi is shy about it, he’s likely to bring up things he wants to try. He’s also one of the more likely to discuss kinks and hard nos in depth first, both for himself and for you.
Levi is a very obedient and responsive sub, and while he will likely complain or say ‘no, no’ no matter what you do, he is someone you can be confident will safeword if he needs to.
Any attempts at being a brat are quickly foiled by how hard and desperate he gets.
Aftercare involves getting clean. He likes gentle touches and soft words. Helping him wash off the sweat from the night’s activities reassures him that he’s loved.
Submission may come into play outside of the bedroom, mostly for Levi’s comfort. When he knows you’ve got control, he can relax a little. Usually it’s just him reaching to you for comfort if socialising is getting a little overwhelming, but sometimes it’s things like getting him to go to bed at a reasonable hour or making sure he eats some healthy foods.
Overall, Levi and you will have a good time figuring out what works and what doesn’t. Once his initial shyness is overcome, he’ll be bringing up kinky ideas and telling you exactly how much he likes what you do to him… though that blush while he does may never go away.
Satan
Intrigued by the idea of submitting. As a powerful demon, he never really considered it nor how good it could feel. He agrees to try it more for the experience and finds he really enjoys it.
As much as he resents feeling controlled, it's different when it's with you. He knows he can trust you to only want his pleasure and happiness. He knows that regardless of what you say to him or call him in the moment, you'll always love him after.
Satan isn’t as embarrassed about bringing up ideas to try or asking your opinion on certain kinks. In fact, he’d be a model sub…
…were it not for the fact that a lot of his understanding of the dynamic comes from erotica novels. You’re going to be the one introducing the ideas of kink negotiation and safewords.
Satan is pretty versatile in his preferences. He likes rough and gentle, mean and kind, simple kinks to the harder stuff. So long as you’re into it, he’s willing to try it at least once. He's pretty clear on his opinions, so you can build up an idea of what you both like and what you and he dislike.
At first he will dislike the idea of safewording. You’ll have to explain to him how important it is to you to know he will stop the scene if he’s not enjoying it and that if you thought you could hurt him, you’d never be willing to try anything beyond the most vanilla of kinks.
Will actually safeword a few times at the beginning just to prove to you that he can. Not for no reason, but when he starts to feel a little uncomfortable rather than when he’s truly overwhelmed.
Satan is pretty willing to bring up things he wants to try. He can be a bit of a brat at times, but some light degradation or manhandling gets those ideas out of his head real quick.
Satan likes to be cleaned up pretty quickly for the aftercare. He needs closeness and physical contact, and while he appreciates kind words he may or may not be able to respond immediately. While the initial aftercare will be left mostly to you, in the morning after (or just once Satan’s recovered enough) he’ll want to return the favour. Breakfast in bed, massages, praise and kind words - whatever you need.
Submission outside of sex typically only happens when he’s overwhelmed or feeling his sin. Letting you take care of him while he vents his feelings - through words or sobs - is better than anything he’s ever tried on his own.
Asmodeus
Oh boy.
Asmo is super experienced as a dom and a sub. He's super open about what he likes, what he dislikes, and what he'd just love to try with you.
If you’re inexperienced, Asmo will go into full detail about the sort of things you can do together, keeping a close eye on your reactions to gauge your interest.
However, Asmo isn’t as experienced with committed relationships. It’s mostly been casual play, and he’s surprised by the difference the emotional level of your relationship makes.
Every bit of praise leaves him whining for more, every tease or light touch leaves him gasping, and when you finally give him what he wants he’s so overwhelmed he nearly cries.
He loves it.
Very likely to bring new ideas to the bedroom. If there’s ever anything you’re unsure of, he’ll offer to demonstrate. If you're comfortable with it, Asmo will show you how he wants to be dominated by dominating you. If not, he'll just do it to himself.
Or porn. Asmo doesn’t really need to watch much porn - his imagination is pretty good - but he’s got enough familiarity with the Devildom industry and some actors to find what he wants to show you.
Asmo needs to be held, praised, and reassured you love him and think he’s beautiful. Especially after more intense or degrading scenes. Clean-up will happen before sleep, but cuddles will take priority… unless there’s anything that could mess with his skin.
Asmo is capable of being a brat or obedient. He’s very responsive to your needs and desires, and one of the advantages of being the Avatar of Lust is that he will enjoy himself with almost anything.
Asmo has quite the corruption kink, in a way. He likes the idea of being so tempting and beautiful you can’t help but do all sorts of naughty things to him. Bringing it up during sex is a pretty surefire way to get him close.
Very reliable safeword user. He rarely does, but you can be confident he will if he needs it.
Submission isn’t obvious outside the bedroom… unless you count Asmo calling you master much more often now. Hey, it’s not a sex thing! You just are his master, so it’s fine, right?
Beelzebub
Also pretty clueless.
Beel isn’t exactly naive, but he’s a man of simple tastes. Any sexual urges were usually dealt with as quickly as possible to get them out of the way so he could go back to eating or training.
He’s quite willing to try pretty much anything you suggest to him though, and he’s always very honest in his feedback, even if he’s blushing while he gives it.
Beel enjoys gentleness and tenderness, but he’s quick to remind you that you can be rough with him, too.
Generally he’s more focused on your pleasure than his. Definitely into service. It works out well, because he feels comfortable with you telling him what to do. It does fluster him when you flip the script and focus on his pleasure. His reactions are well worth it.
100% obedient. He has a mischievous side but he melts pretty quickly. Beel will usually be straightforward, but if you do catch him breaking rules or riling you up it’s generally a sign he wants to be handled roughly.
His openness and willingness to try new things makes it pretty easy to develop a repertoire of kinks in the bedroom.
You’re the one who’s going to be bringing up the more technical kinks, but Beel will be open about things he wants to do or add. Marking you and you marking him, giving head, different positions, the like.
The only thing he struggles with is degradation. Even if Beel knows you don’t mean it, it doesn’t feel good for you to say cruel things to him.
Reliable with his safeword. He knows you need to know if he’s unhappy.
Aftercare is very much a two way street with Beel. He needs to know you’re taken care of as well or else he can’t relax properly. Cleaning each other up, saying kind things to each other, he’ll also give you a massage if you haven’t worn him out completely.
Submission outside the bedroom isn’t super noticeable, though Beel does go to you for comfort. He’s always been willing to listen to you so that doesn’t change too much.
Belphegor
Into it.
Doesn’t try to hide how into it he is.
Belphie will play a little coy, get you to tell him exactly what you want to do to him, but you can tell he’s excited by the idea. Your inexperience doesn't mean much to him.
Belphie has a tendency to ignore anything that gets in the way of sleep, or deal with it as quickly as possible.
As such, while he’s not naive, he doesn’t have much experience with kink. Belphie is motivated though and will make an effort to look into kinks and figure out the details of how this dynamic will work between you. He expects praise for it.
Belphie likes a bit of rough play and is likely to be a brat. He likes it when you make an effort for him - when you teach him a lesson, when you push your muscles hard to make an impact on a demon like him, when you bring in toys and new ideas to drive him crazy.
He has his pillow princess moments. Sometimes he wants to lie back and be taken care of. Belphie likes your gentler side too, and when he’s too tired to do much more than get hard it’s a good time to bring it out.
Decently likely to bring up new ideas, keeping a close eye on your reaction. Belphie needs to know you’re having a good time as well. If you try something new, he’ll be looking for your feedback almost immediately.
Another one you may have to pact order to safeword at first. Belphie can be stubborn and if you’re having a good time, he doesn’t want to ruin it. If he gets stuck in those thoughts, it often leads to a lot of self-loathing and guilt. It’s better to nip it in the bud before it can grow into a full meltdown.
You are going to be heading clean-up. Belphie will be cranky about it in the morning but he will fall asleep in his own cum. If you cannot physically drag him to the bathroom for a shower, the pact may have to come into play once more.
Submission outside the bedroom is pretty much nonexistent - or at least very, very subtle. You may find that Belphie will listen to you more when you insist he wake up and get ready for RAD.
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Hi! I just wanted to your sub Luci are all I ever want... I believe in Luci peacock tail supremacy...Imagine him not being able to control it and it flipping up when MC's in the room at times...
Yesss luci peacock tail supremacy 😩🤚🏽 imagine its during one of Diavolo’s royal balls and as soon as you enter the ballroom Lucifer’s tail shoots up ♡♡ he gets super embarrassed because a peacock tail fans out in a display of flirtation and an urge to mate, and he’s unintentionally broadcasting his attraction for you to every demon in the Devildom ♡♡
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~Obey Me Chars If They Played Genshin~
Lucifer:
He would most likely play only if you played- His main dps choice would be Aether because he thinks that’s the only option considering it’s who you’re given first. (he’s old 🐕) He would definitely just play whoever you said was best for support/sup-dps with the exception of the fact that he also has to visually agree with said character. [If it were me I would tell him to main Kaeya for sub dps, and Zhongli for support,,] OH, and he would just run around and do nothing. You would have to teach him every game mechanic…
Mammon:
He would either join because of you as well, or because he saw one of the characters online and thought they slayed or something…🕵🏻‍♀️ He would either pull for, I’m scared to say this, but Childe for a main dps, or like whatever character is currently available. (He would be too impatient to wait for someone else’s banner unless he REALLY did not like said character that was being run at the time.) It would take him a while, but as long as you are still in your Genshin Phase, he would grasp the concept eventually.
Levi:
He would have joined on his own behalf because he most likely tries out any RPG game that releases as soon as possible to see if he can beat everyone to it if it ends up becoming popular… He would have started near the very beginning and chose Diluc as his main dps because he was meta at the time, but at this current moment in the meta, he would main the Ayaka freeze team SPECIFICALLY. (Yes he would have all of the optimal limited 5* for the team with the c6 Shenhe and everything. 👹) He would probably be the one to teach you all of the game mechanics when the time came for you to discover it.
Satan:
Satan probably wouldn’t be very interested, but there’s a chance he would at least try it out for you to make you happy. He would exclusively (if he even got lucky enough to pull Itto) main the geo supremacy Itto and Gorou team with Diona as the support instead of Zhongli for obvious reasons. You would have helped him put it together just so he can run around and do stuff around the world with you.
Asmo:
Likewise to the majority of the brothers, he wouldn’t be all that into video games on his own, so he would have joined to make you happy during your hyperfixation. He would probably spend some money on characters he really thought were cute and needed to have on his team. These characters most likely being Yae Miko on the electro team with Raiden because you suggested it, or a random team composed of just pretty people. He would also ask for help to build his characters just well enough to beat shit up and enjoy himself playing with you.
Beel:
This is getting slightly repetitive, but the brothers are all pretty much super in love with you so 👹,,, he would play just to make you happy. He would be particular about who he wants help building because he would care about using characters he really likes. He would probably take a specific interest in Itto or Xiangling. I can’t exactly explain why I chose Itto it just feels so right🕵🏻‍♀️… I can picture you guys cuddling and playing on console together,,
Belphie:
To be honest, he might have joined on his own behalf… He would be one of those casual players that gets on once a week and does his stuff, then goes right back to bed… The only exception to this rule would be if you asked him to play. He wouldn’t care very much about builds at all. He would just make his favorite characters do pretty good damage and settle with that. He’s enjoyable to play with as he has a decent understanding of the gameplay mechanics, and he will let you rant to him about your favorite characters and listen… for the most part… 💤
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A Confession: When Levi referred to Luci as a 'dominant character' in the event, all that came to my mind is all the ✨Sub Lucifer Supremacy✨ on this blog tbh: I was just like 'a dominant character... riiiiiiiight...' 😂💕
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Why Christopaganism Needs to Define Itself
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Christopaganism is often trying to be what it is not.
It's trying to be Christian. It's trying to be Wiccan. It's trying to be whatever flavor of pagan, in the same manner of "Jews for Jesus". It's trying to wedge Jesus into places Jesus doesn't go (and believe it or not, there are a LOT of places that have seen the bare-footprints of the Lord of Lords). It's Wicca molded on a Christian mythos, or a Christian mythos entwined with one, with three, with twenty different mythologies and none of them synchronizing well. We try to make Jesus into other gods to suit the direction we're too afraid to admit that we're growing into: He's Dionysus and I can get drunk in ecstacy and lose myself in these men, these women, both! He's Cernunnos (yes, I've seen it, and I fight it), He'll rut the Goddess with me or He'll challenge Himself as the Oak King! He's Mithras! He's Horus and Osiris and Ra! He's Sol Invictus! He contains all and so he is all gods!
Don't even get me started on what is often done to the Blessed Mother or Mary Magdalene.
Look, you feel called, genuinely, to serve Christ in a pagan way. It's really not that unusual and it's really not that terrible. Most pagan traditions (I'm talking about the ones we have to reconstruct, but I also include others already reconstructed) have room for reconstruction and synchronizing Christianity of some flavor (Catholicism being the easiest, for historical and structural reasons) with another flavor of paganism. It's all over the Celts (which is where I am) and can be seen as a large and legitimate part of the Faith. You can be a Christian and an Alexandrian pagan. There are places where the Norse faith and Christianity meet. All those pagan traditions that Christianity draws from? They meet too, and that's nearly everywhere. There is no where where Jesus has not gone...the guy has literally been to Hell and back, I doubt he'd turn His nose at Faery, or at so many other places. I'm very sure you can adapt it to forms of Wicca, SOME forms of Wicca, if you tweak it to that you don't completely kill the mythos of both.
The real issue here is not that you can do all these things. *I* love that I can do these things. It's more that I feel like Christopaganism has no real structure...even Wicca has ground rules to follow as new traditions are built, you can likely find a thread to follow in most recons. But where is it? Christopaganism just doesn't know what it wants, or what it is, or what mythos takes precedence, if not a balanced equality, and in the end it doesn't even know who it calls God or what it's own mythology is!
Otherwise, I fear it will go the way it's been going: some attempts and wracking it together resulting in short periods of the limelight, a haven for would-be pagans afraid of betraying family or societal culture (or just afraid of going to Hell), a mishmash of faiths that serve no one but one's self...when the potential for Christopaganism (and all the other subtypes) is so much more, an opportunity to merge the past with the dying present and revitalize what each attacked in the other...the good stuff, I mean.
Christopaganism needs to know what it is, who it is.
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Christopaganism is poorly developed and poorly understood.
This may be because that there are SO many ways to develop within such, and that the Christian aspect is usually actively antagonistic towards the more pagan aspect. (It really can't be denied.) While there is a long history or Christianity drawing from and synchronizing with other religions, it also has a long history of demonizing those other religions, as well as the other gods and spirits it has drawn from to form the character of the mythological Christ.
It is incredibly difficult to build a tradition, or a set of traditions under one umbrella, when there is so much cognitive dissonance surrounding it, from the developers, the developees or the pagans and Christians watching on! To get a new religion or tradition off the ground, there has to be a genuineness of belief, as well as the right kinds of motivations, and when this is clouded by personal or sub-cultural bias, it takes something like this a long time to get off the ground...something which is completely unnecessary, seeing as there is plenty of room to redefine for one's self, to agree to disagree and to set forth basic group tenets. Just like in the beginnings of Wicca, and heck, in the beginnings of Christianity, Christopaganism will likely form group by group and unlike early Catholicism, will have to uphold each other's differences rather than seek to assimilate them into a whole.
But for now, we stand wondering why Christopaganism has such a large-scale nebulousness around it. Why pagans and Christians alike turn and snicker and relegate them to the category "not a serious magician" or "not a serious pagan" or just "not worth our notice, only our laughter." Other than the cognitive dissonance mentioned earlier, as well as the sheer scale of what organizing Christopaganism would look like, a part of it like likely the lack luster talent that has noticeably tackled the issue thus far...with the exception of Joyce and River Higgenbottom's book, which I found a little uninspired and sort of route (I have to be honest), but also the most organized and and the most intelligent of the material resources out there. What resources of quality are availabile for Christopagans? A cursory web-search doesn't bring much. So much of what is available lacks substance, lacks meat, and leaves the person delving into the overwhelming (but very interesting) world of lore and history (combing out what can or cannot be found, like any good reconstructionist) or simply settling to the easiest path until something shakes them loose.
The lack of any discernable structure for the Christopagan overall is what may be the most damning, as it often leads to UPG (unverified personal gnosis) of the kind previously mentioned. "St. Michael and Lucifer are lovers!" I remember a Christopagan telling me, years before I found myself in the same spot. To this day, I find the idea laughable and to be a clear deception by God only knows what spirits she's listening to, since this UPG flies in the face of all tradition, all respect and all that we know of the two entities, embittered in enmity until the end of time. Where was she getting some of her mythology? Was she Catholic, or a Catholic-Gnostic, or a Catholic-Gnostic-Angelolatry-Witch? Even so, the UPG was suspect. And so many of us have UPG of a similar vein, that we live breathe and fight for, but what is there to check us?
I believe, personally, that Jesus is a personage in Faery, the High King of Faery (much like the legendary King Arthur) who is sacrificed in the form of a white stag upon the World Tree.
I mean, yeah. Seriously. I totally believe that. I had a long time leading me to it and several studies and experiences that got me there. But just as I say, "What do you do with THAT?" and point fingers at the girl I used to know, what are you also going to do with me?
I actually draw more from the Faery Faith than anything, and use a lot of medieval mythos to inform my opinions...along with the ancient stuff, of course. But the World Tree, while existing in ancient Celtic and Medieval Christian mythos, tends to draw most strongly from the Neo-Celtic Shamanism of John Matthews (whose books I do adore). So what does that make me?
Christopaganism is a mishmash of gods, beliefs, theologies, mythologies and cosmologies, all mushed together until it's unrecognizable. If you can find the roots of your beliefs, you can build on it. But if you can't, and it's only true because you decide it is... 
This lack of development and the poor resources lend to why Christopaganism is so poorly understood. The lack of quality in all areas can only lead one to assume the worst when seen.
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Christopaganism, in many ways, is as traditional as other contemporary forms of paganism. Christian and Pagan synchrynetisms have been happening since the two religions met.
When Christianity began its mass spread across the world, it came into contact with many many world religions. And as each religion vied for supremacy in the hearts of others, borrowing cultural and religious customs became commonplace, so much so that Christianity still bears strong traces of ancient pagan practices, changed over time and redefined. Folk religious practices and official religion were equally absorbed...two of the most obvious places were in Alexandria, Egypt (that beautiful melting pot of so many cultures and religions) and in Ireland, where Christianity is present even in our lore since it was the monks who wrote it down, whose practices were absorbed in places by the Celtic church and even lady Brigid sincerely connected to the new religion and became St. Brigit. Not all of this “swapping” was theft, but the natural desire to bring beloved practices and beliefs (and gods/spirits) into the new religion.
I will never deny that Christians and pagans have a lot of blood between them, and that Christians have wiped out ancient paganism in the name of the “One True God” ideology (or mind virus, whatever). I AM saying that not all of this synchronizing has been with the intent to destroy, but more to preserve as best the can the old religions and the new.
I can recommend some of my favorite books on the subject, more or less:
-Egyptian Light, Hebrew Fire by Karl Luckert
-Christian Mythology: Revelations of Pagan Origins by Philippe Walter (questionable scholarship in places, but still a great read)
-Pagans and Christians by Robin Lane Fox
-Christians as the Roman Saw Them by Robert Louis Wilken (where we hear from the Oracle of Hekate that Jesus was a righteous man but his followers were kind of “off”)
-Cunning Folk and Familiar Spirits by Emma Wilby (more of a shamanic and spirit-work overview, though there is evidence of the Christian-pagan blending, even during a time when the Catholic Church held iron control.)
-The Cult of Kingship in Anglo-Saxon England by William A Chaney
-Religion of the Irish Celts by Sandra Bollenbacher
-Where Three Streams Meet by Sean O Duinn (OSB)
-The Rites of Brigid: Goddess and Saint by Sean O Duinn (OSB)
(My apologies at not doing a better job at this section, my CFS/ME has been bad this week.Besides, these books are more valuable than my poor opinion.)
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As a result, there are MANY ways to be a Christopagan, but we lack core tenets to have us standing out from pagans who like Jesus.
I would like to propose, for starters, that not everyone who melds Christian and pagan practices, beliefs, etc. is necessarily a Christopagan.
A (Hopefully) Helpful Guide:
Folk Catholic- Someone who is essentially Catholic but incorporations present or past Catholic Folk Traditions into their present religion. Still essentially Trinitarian in a monotheistic bent. This often but not always includes folklore based traditions, such as the Celtic Faery Faith (which is based more on Wicca, Witchcraft or some other forms of Western Traditions...think Orion Foxwood or RJ Stewart...or some forms of Voodoo, Palo and Ocha...a great example is the tradition of Santisima Muerte).(I myself shuffle between this and Christo-shamanism.)
A folk Catholic is someone who typically can be seen valuing the sacraments, valuing Mass (though they may not go as often as your more orthodox Catholic) and finding wisdom in the Bible and the Catechism, though they aren’t afraid to question or reject tenets that seem contrary to their own heart (or Christ’s message, if we’re going to be honest) and usually integrates folk tradition or outright pagan beliefs into their Christianity, often outright transforming the way they see and practice as Christians. They are able to hold community with a variety of beliefs, especially those they espouse, without too much trouble. Sacredness is seen and felt in both places, and held in respect.
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Folk Christian- Expand the upper definition.
I have noticed many Folk Christians practice Hoodoo or, in this country, American Regional Folk Traditions (such as Appalachian Folklore). Instead of being strictly “Folk Catholic”, a wide variety of Christian traditions are represented: Lutherans would pair well with Pennsylvania Dutch or Germanic Folk Traditions. Angelicans pretty much do whatever they want in this country, anyway. They have a strong sense of structure that would pair well with Ceremonial Magick, or some revised (or more Christianized) Theurgy. The more low-church types would pair well with mystical, shamanic or ecstatic traditions that would add to, and maybe improve, on their own charismatic technique. Pretty much anyone can work with the tradition of the saints. However, this is only my conjecture; I am sure that all types of Christianity can meld with a wide variety of traditions with the right amount of will, effort and love. 
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Christoshaman- Someone who still espouses the Trinity/Jesus as God, even if this has been redefined while embracing the specific mythic thread, and incorporates various shamanic traditions, spirits, practices and even pagan “gods”, though they may be seen as spirits. Some pagan divinities may be worshipped, thought Trinity/Jesus is still seen as ultimate godhead. Mainstream Christianity may or may not be present.
This can be tricky, since the melding of Christianity and shamanism, or shamanic-based traditions, is more intense. Pieces of Christian practices will be let go to make way for new practices. Pagan “gods” may be seen as Gods and worshipped along-side, or right below, The Holy Trinity; or the Trinity may still be seen as God and the pagan gods as spirits, honored and loved and fed, but not as often or in the same way as God, who may be served at Church, honored similar to the spirits, or both! Some gods/spirits will not accept this, some will, and some will accept it for some and not for others. You never know until you ask, and begin the work. The most helpful thing is to find where Christianity and the mythic culture your draw from historically meet, and go from there.
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Christopagan- Someone who still espouses the Trinity/Jesus as God, even if this has been redefined while embracing the specific mythic thread, and incorporates various pagan traditions, mythologies, practices or “gods”, though they may be seen as spirits. Some pagan divinities may be worshipped, thought Trinity/Jesus is still seen as ultimate godhead. Mainstream Christianity may or may not be present.
I don’t want to repeat myself, but a lot has been said above. The difference is primarily the focus: rather than teasing out the authentic shamanic essence in a culture, religiously and mythically, you are reconstructing (at least to start) the place where the religions met, and integrated..and there are precious few cultures that have not been touched by Christianity, for good or for ill.
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Wiccan Christian- Someone who worships many gods in a polytheistic manner, of which Jesus or the Trinity is one (or three), and seen as “one god in all gods”. If Jesus and Mary are your patron gods and goddess, or if you worship the angels, the saints. Witchcraft may or may not be melded into the main tradition, and not all of the Christian beliefs, tenets or practices may be included.
It is difficult to reconcile Wicca and Christianity, even moreso than Witchcraft and Christianity. One cannot fit Jesus as their god and the Virgin Mary (or Mary Magdalene) as their goddess into Wiccan theology without bastradizing one mythology or completely changing the other. In Wicca, however, successful interweaving is possible: whole traditions are founded on it (see “The Crafted Cup”, an older classic, combining Wicca, Christianity, Arthurian legends and the Grail mythos). The difficulty is in respecting the stories and essence of both, without simply changing things around to suit your passing ideas.
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Gnostic Christian- Someone who incorporates Gnosticism with other systems, such as Wicca, Shamanism, Paganism, Ceremonial Magick, and many others.
In my limited experience of this faction, Gnostic ideas are combined with mainstream Christianity (and usually take precedence), and often are combined with one or more magickal systems: ceremonial magick with a focus on theurgy, hermetic or Christian Kabbalah, Witchcraft, etc. I have not seem it combined with pagan practice save once, and while I wasn’t sure of the legitimacy of this practice, I don’t doubt that there are others who can make this work.
Gnostic figures will be present with near certainty, and this includes the more well-known figures, such as Sophia (Jesus’ gnostic other half) and Yalbadoath (Sophia’s son made without mate -and so was imperfect- who others often say is the real spirit of the institutional church. Sometimes I think I agree.)
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Angelology, Demonology (sadly) or the worship/work with the Saints may accompany any of these. Many Christopagans may not feature angels, saints or demons in their work, and some may feature heavily. It may seem like an unworkable contradiction to have someone revere Jesus, Satan or others, but I have seen it at least once or twice before. However, the term “Luciferan Christian” or anything having to do with real theistic Satanism is beyond the scope of the article.
PS: Even if you claim to worship Jesus or serve St. Michael, if you worship Lucifer or any form of the devil, you are a Luciferan or a Satanist. Hands down. The streams just do not mix, and there is no argument that can change that. They were made to oppose, which is not the aim of Christianity with any other religion. It is a literal case of "You cannot serve two masters." At the very least, you will love one and forget the other.
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So, fellow esoteric Christians and Christopagans, I leave you with just a few hints of advice.
1. Don’t be afraid to make up your own mind.
People love to tell you what to believe, without any regard to your feelings, simply because they believe it and you must believe it to satisfy their strength in said belief, or simply their ego. Don’t fall into that trap. Ask yourself questions, don’t be afraid of the answers, and decide for yourself what you believe, based on what your heart, mind and the still voice of your spirit tell you- don’t believe based on family, or community, or culture. Don’t believe based on threats to your soul (you’re going to Hell!) or to your personal integrity (You are a really ignorant person if you believe this...) Spiritual immaturity accusations are another to let fly by you (You’re just not over your Christianity yet...you’ll grow up some day...).
2. Don’t be afraid to contradict yourself, and catch yourself in contradiction.
Reconciling Christianity with a pagan belief system of any kind is a challenge. There will be a day you believe something and then a day you don’t. There will be a day you waffle back and forth. This is normal! When you are in the beginning stages, or even intermediate stages...or, well, any stage of integrating two spiritualties, there will be changes, fluxuations and stages of belief: where you are, where you’re going, etc. It seems chaotic, but try to just let it flow around you and examine what settles into place. Catching yourself in contradiction will help you see where you have not reconciled your feelings on a particular belief. Having a friend to talk things over with (without judgement) would be ideal.
3. Don’t be afraid to change, as long as it’s to evolve, and sometimes rapidly.
As mentioned: let things flow where they may, and examine what settles. Let your “unconscious” work things through as you do consciously. Try to avoid the chaos of confusion or the similar chaos of excitement, and enjoy both as you take your time in discovery.
4. Don’t be afraid to let go of others who tell you what to believe, or what is right and wrong when it is based out of their own ego or religious programming.
You don’t have to exile them from your life, if they are important to you- but close this part of your life off from them and protect it. Do not engage in conversation about your religion, do not tolerate bad attitudes or insults but be peaceful in your disagreements. Save your vulnerable, developing self, but save your relationships, too.
Don’t tolerate toxic relationships, period. Kick them to the curb.
5. Know who you are. Know what you’re looking at. Know when you’re following something true, and when you’re deluding yourself: we all do it, have done it. There is no shame in owning your faults and moving forward.
Don’t try to be what you think you should be. Don’t try to be what you aren’t.
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Writings from the Belly of the Beast
Slavery as a Feature of the Soul of a certain Racial Group: a hereditary tendancy
In this case I refer specifically to Jews as bearing this fundamental and inextricable feature of hegemony and despotism. If the inner is the outer the the outer is the inner. Their talmud advocates slavery; their talmud is a created product of their inner essence('Soul'); therefore their soul embodies the slaver's mentality. Such a syllogism is irrefutable given the objective empirical evidence. Despotism is an emanation of the lower egoic consiousness, of a soul undeveloped to the appropriate degree to attain within a conciousness of the 'I' and 'Thou' (of the reality of distinction between beings) a non-malevolance of the lowest and a benevolance at the higest octave of its manifestation. A failure to uphold harmony through self-absorbtion could be the hallmark of this ethos-embodied by the representatives of Rex Mundi and their legions of brown/black/red and yellow hordes that, given the existence of a higher conciousness('Christ' or 'Krishna' or universalistic or Cosmic' properly so-called) indwelling within the Whites these others are affecting a destroying influence within the cultural enclaves of white people and ultimately both thieir culture and themselves on a physico-spiritual basis. This of course is the agenda of those who embody the psychopathic ego-conciousness of fanatical self-worship and other hate, namely yahudi, the kenites/edomites, etc.(hapiru/habiru/huns/khazars/, etc. a.k.a Jews) This biologically identifiable type clearly has a monopoly on the slave trade of other sub-types of homo sapiens sapiens(ie.das raises humaines) and this observable empirically with the naked eye in any bureaucracy wherein they overarch in the hierarchical structure their minority minions as veritable slaves of an economic and physical sort. This of course is not exclusive of Whites but the latter are nearly equally subjected to the same process in many cases not even conferred by their jewish masters the right to live in slave clains but simply to die in a ditch.
Caricature: Jude
A sly cunning masks the fanatical hate and latent malevolance of this surreptitious being; cloaked forever in the technicolor dreamcloak of dissimulation. A playful smile of theatrical proportions is set in plaster on the visage of monstrous dimensions-the dark underlying the false light of sallow skinned chameleon. Slit-eyed reptilian slinking round the barriers of red-tape set by those who would curtail the chaos that is the excreta of this being's praxis, the destroying influence of a malevolant intent. Self-satisfied lounging in indolence while it basks on a cold stone heated by the rays of the sun of more vital beings. Simulacral, a holographic generator machine creative of an endless parade of false fronts a ballo mascara of artifice and illusion. Stromboli with his gold-toothed gleaming smile and unctuous manners violently seizing Pinnochio when the crowd has turned its back and the curtain has fallen to conceal the revelation of the inner beast-the demon is upon the marionette with a rough and callous hand wrenches the puppet and tosses him into the cage, his only home now that the appearance of glamour and fame has worn away with the vitality of his former self. The hypocrisy of the contract he had signed in virgin blood dawns upon his mind with the hollow words echoing: "their are no strings on me" and the apparent dance of glee and youthful effervescence a mere sham and routine flinging about of the limbs as a coercive act of cruel mockery on the part of his semitic master. The latter drives through darkened streets behind the gas lights that illumine the comfort of domesticity the puppet will never again know. The mask of unfeeling callousness spies out of the coach(in modern times the Cadillac with designated driver-the lackey be he negro or other-) and Stromboli remains in the back with a bottle of kosher wine intermittently tipping it between bouts of harsh conversation with his lady of the evening, another of the marionettes of the flesh that the rough jailer partakes of to sate his feral impulses. "On to the theatre" cried the fox, the clever procurer, the sly left hand path adherent who serves as facilitator of the schemes of symbols, the pimp and usurer of the marionettes in the theatre of the absurd. The question still remains: Who is the ultima ratio? Is Stromboli the capstone in the hierarchical pyramid or is the coachman? The coachman: symbolic figure of Freemasonry. Is this the capstone in the 3-D system, the control matrix of Archontic dominion, the spider in the web that encircles the earth? The coachman wears a red coat, gold buttons and a cap all of an oddly freemasonic quality with gauntlet gloves also alluding to his masonic affiliation. He behaves with a cunning yet ruthless efficiency and reveals to the fox(the low level uninitiated procurer) that the fate of captives would be to be converted into slaves, donkeys, goyim. This itself alludes to supremacy of the yiddish and hence Jewish influence in the word selection and symbolism that animal repesents. The coachman is the one who ultimately delivers the 'children' (nascent and developed conciousness in its esoteric aspect) to pleasure island(corruption through cultivation of the lower drives developing beast conciousness and not escaping 'bondage' to 5-sense reality and material world identification). This may represent the blind of masonry when not recognized for what it is and seen from a lower level in its exoteric aspect as a charity organization or club, etc. The allure of glamour and pomp and circumstances and the failure to recognize that point to a higher reality, the spiritual dimension beyond material-world identification. Thus the aspirant plummets in his Icarian flight and burns in the lake of fire as a fire brand burning Romanesque buildings in pleasure island. This illustrates the overdependance of coarse sensation a a means for failure to cultivate the higher self and unify it with the lower self. Pinocchio eventually achieves this state thorugh his gnostic trials and errors, letting his conscience be his guide and through intuition of right action, of alignment of thought, emotion and action he attains Christ/Krishna/cosmic conciousness, becoming what he is in germ namely a 'Lucifer' with the assistance of his fairy god mother, ie. HGA(holy guardian angel).
Biological Differences
... from a common sense standpoint: the notion of equality can be easily dispelled as fiction once the scales of propaganda fall from the eyes of the naive and a more common sense understanding of reality is had through simple observation(6+sense observation) of the obvious, tangible, in-your face nature of human diversity qua diversity, ie. the outstanding markers of racial difference inferrable from behavior through simple comparison of types under similar conditions. This is what is called common sense and is the property of the most rudimentary savage and infant but not of the majority of white intellectuals whose common sense has been replaced with the tartuffery of conceptual gobble-de-gook that constitues their imaginal reality they weave out of the flotsam and jetsam of sights, sounds and images percieved through their rose-colored glasses. 'Diversity' presents itself most forcefully upon their solipsistic conciousness in the form of rapine, murder and torture as well as less malevolant behavioral tendancies of these races less elevated in their conciousness(grunting, and other feral forms of behavior reminiscent of apes and other simian varieties). Biological differences are inferrable on an empirical sensory basis that only an 'intellectual' could live in ignorance of living as they do in abstraction from reality, divorced from the 3-D world of empiria and immersed in a noumenal world of their own demiurgic fashioning. Hence, the consequence that while looking in the Olympian heights thinking they are a champion of the concept, they fall into the well of actuality sometimes literally. 'As above so below'-with no tangible compass with which to orient in a tangible world of physical objects and relations between same they flounder about a mental map that has no correspondence to the real world of concrete actuality. They are as a blind fool discarding his white cane in egoistic pretense that he is like those possessed of sight and stepping off the curb into rush hour traffic expecting the physical deluge to part like the red seas before his mosaic wisdom. The consequences of such an act his godlike wisdom(wizz-dumb) fails to percieve and thus are an inevitability. Given his immersion in a false reality, a purely abstract and conceptual paradigm derived from abstract theory he will never exit this false conciousness and develop a gnostic understanding of the given that is for him not 'given' but never existed and would never be a credible reality. This cognitive dissonance is the hallmark of those whose reason doesn't keep pace with intuition and who have bought a lie that leads ot a strict logical sequence to other lies to extricate oneself from which would require a humbling of the bloated ego of self-deification that the abstractor of the quintessence would be incapable of in his lower-egoic conciousness and self genuflection. The obvious existence of race as a reality and not merely an object of a delusive knowledge(a 'concept') is what escapes and is reflected by the specious and dogmatic mind of the intellectuals all of whom have been subjected to the mind poisoning of liberalism and thereby have become divorced from reality.
The Yellow Peril
...Looming threat of the present epoch is the Chinese, Indian and various minions from their Eastern realm of Gaia undergoing a political(and necessarily politico-economic) upsurge as the golden dragon. Riding the beast of revelation without itself being revealed is the kabbalist(a.k.a ‘Jew’) desperately attempting to control by its horns this ravenous serpent that is intent on devouring and laying waste the world. Its cauda draconis sweeps in syth-like crescent over its opposition while the caput draconis breathes fire from nostrils overarching ravenous maw that engulfs the sum total of its hearts' desire. This seemingly tame beast is bent on encircling the globe and is apparently plodding in spite of its intricate workings but perhaps the appearance is merely a seeming being and the overarching strategy encompasses this trajectory-a faint before a sweep-kick to knock out negligent opposition or that distracted by its smoking nares have eyes riveted in expectation of flames upon the caput when it is the cauda that requires attention with its lithe machinations. Perhaps this too the would be what the controller fails to perceive aright, feeling empowered through riding on its mane, eyes greedy with glee over anticipated despotic power. Perhaps the wizard who dwells behind the curtain and who has felt the time is right accoring to his chaldaen astro-analysis has miscalculated? Perhaps what was written in the stars was his own undoing and at the appropriate moment this babylonian sorceror will himself be consumed by the flames of a Tikkun Olam? Be that as it may what can be anticipated in the here and now is a gradual erosion of all freedom under the hegemony of a chinese/indian despotism. Minus the religious insanity of the talmud, this will at least, if only for a time, enable the perpetuation of Beast-Conciousness with the golden horde of Ghengis pouring in to the Shire. There will not be adequate resistance given the blindness of the hobbits who have long made it their home. The solution is of course a heightening of conciousness and a concomitant reaction and reversal of the yellow tide.
Skin Color(/pigmentation) as marker of soul type
Color is vibration. Given that the quality will determine(or be identical with) the quantity(eg. hertz frequency). "The quality of quantity is degree" says Kant and the higher the quantity the higher the quality as a rate of vibration(hertz). The higher the frequency the more ascendant so to speak is that being which entails within itself as its inherent structure or pitch. Thus the external visual appearance that is called color to the average person of average perception is a marker or signal of the inner being. Hence the appearance of the being viewed from without enables the essence to be inferred and induced known as it is. Only the willfully ignorant would disregard this fact as it obtrudes upon their senses however coarsened they may be through self-pollution and corrupting vices. These quality types that are perhaps erroneously referred to as a subtype(or 'race') of humanity is differentiated from others thereby. Lighter skin equates to higher vibration and in proportion to its lightness is its shine radiating forth and basking the world in its refulgent light. Thus only can the whites be spoken of as the 'shining ones' and no matter the effort put forth by darker races they will never attain that quality but will simply circle in the wheel of incarnation. This pigmentative mantle shrouds them from the sun of mind stifling their inchoate development as a weighty chain anchoring them to their earthbound fate. The various colors implicate the various 'races' or subtypes(perhaps misunderstood as) 'humanity' as a collective of conflictual or disparate entities as a differentiable and incompatible 'group' improperly so-called. The classification of this zoology is historically and contemporaneously inappropriate given the metaphysical and physical facts of their extreme differences. The higher vibrational beings radiating their splendour upon the earth as a noble boon of resonance must only aim their brilliance in relation to a tenebrous vampirical essence such as the dark beings who simply absorb the light from their betters. Thus the entire earth and terrestrial plane of existence suffers an overshadowing of its vitality and concomitant suppression of its latent possibilities. No environmental adjustment(through 'race'-mixing or redistribution of resources privaleging the darker hordes) or social planning can attune incompatible vibrations. They are simply different wave lengths on the light spectrum, some higher, some lower and nary the two shall meet save in a state of discord and inharmonious cacophony. Hence the babel of modernity and its shofar trumpeting of 'unity, solidarity and peace' and various other forms of tartuffery, rhetorical ballast that puts forth no verifiable content, merely dogmatic assertion, a narrow-minded proclamation of bigotry that purports to be hegemonic in a legitimate sense, destroying all 'Otherness' through its hubristic and illegitimate claims. A further confirmation of the principle that "the outer is the inner and the inner is the outer" that both reflect one another on different planes and are de natura bound up with one another in quantum entanglement and simultaneity. Those who would willfully ignore("to pluck their eye out") this obtrusive fact that impinges upon even the coarsest of sensibilities are clearly hypocrits having no receptivity to truth especially in modern times so brow-beaten as they are in their cowardice by the deluge of propaganda that seeks to nip in the bud this nascence/knowledge/gnosis that is available to even a child of three(or perhaps ante-natally). Given the fear-based emotional reactivity buzzwords such as 'race', etc. elicit the thought process and concomitant attentional direction to the reality shuts down and places one in the state of willfull ignorance, a voluntary suicide of the mind that holds out the false promise of security and social acceptibility as the 'Good'. This social acceptability feature, the adoration of the masses is the recourse of cowards, those who haven't the courage(its ethical opposite) to take truth as their standard regardless of the consequences but merely pursue carrots and avoid sticks as their liberal creed of pain minimization and pleasure maximization to the point of dissipation and disillusion of their soul leaving them burning in the lake of fire(the Van Allen belt). Thereby, however white their skin, their vibrational frequency is bogged down in stagnation of 'universalistic' celebration of a false conciousness at the expense of the cerebration of an authenticity that requires the courage to adapt as the purple mantle of the sahasrara chakra(being/becoming who one is as a member of a larger tribal group and thereby a higher more integral conciousness).
VIBES
Lower Vibration and its discontents
The darker races 'exhibit'(deliberate word use) in the age of their worldliness, the most cthonic drives and propensities(consisting predominantly of: fornication, fighting and feeding, the reptilian brain orientation of 'F3'(fight/flight/f***) implicating them in the matrix(the sator square or kaaba). Their pen in which these feral pursuits unfurl is the veritable toilet of the earth(eg.Detroit;Africa;haiti,etc.). The darker the lower vibrational frequency the lower the vibration spiritually( a higher more subtle rate of vibration and dimension of reality) the more this manifests in behavior that could be spoken of(properly) as bestial. The whole of human history barring whatever rare exceptions testifies to this truth and cannot be refuted save by willfully ignorant for even a retard can percieve that the outer being is a result of the inner and behavior is bound up with biology and is its externalization in 'time and space' or as physical phenomena. Fornication is testified to in the chronic disease spread of the profligate beings as well as their endless progenation. Fighting amongst themselves when no more overt out-group presents itself with which to give battle is yet another lower vibrational testament. Lastly the feeding aspect of the reptilian brain operates in concreto(behaviorally) as a plague of locusts devastating the crops and fauna(and even their fellow darks-cannibalism) creating starvation and perpetual poverty. Couple these feral drives with the innate laziness and tendancy towards uncreativity and the discontent of the dark races can be traced to only one source: namely, themselves, God's curse be upon them(and it is...).
Higher Vibrational Being
The lighter races(in proportion to their lightness) radiate their divine spark that they are to a higher degree of both extension(in space) and intensity. Their light body not only burns brighter but longer and further than that of the comparatively lower vibrational, cthonic entities who call themselves the dark races. The joi de vivre, the altruism and bestowing virtue of such are quite clearly markers of this quality of both-extension and intensity-the radiance altruistically leaps over the fence of 'I' and 'Thou' and confers on the latter its intensity thereby ennobling unjustly the relatively inert mass of brown/black/red being.
Behavior is always bound up with the inner life of the being and is a signal of the latter as the existence is of the essence and is the latter's modus vivendi, its way of manifestation. The playful and one might even say loving nature of the lighter races implicates them as a nobler type and underscores the nature of their resonance and so to speak internal motor force. The benevolance of the lighter races in spite at times of their more quick and intense projection into the social space, is seen in their creation over the entire terrestrial globe of a monolithic civilization that has served as the cornucopia for all the darker races. And what does this kindly regard bestow in recompense? Hostility, derision, hate and all manner of negative bias that appears in the form of physical, mental, social violence of the hand that feeds them. Truly the hubris of the white man has gotten him entangled in relations best severed even if need be by the sword for the game of friendship towards an enemy is not worth the candle and must be allowed to gutter out for the sake of providing light for those not able to receive its refulgence. Let the blind lead the blind in darkness and keep the lamp burning in the house of adam for only he(the white man) is capable of appreciating its glow and embodying it within himself as the keeper of the flame. Should he falter in his noble mission the extinction of its light would shroud all in darkness. Thus, this being the world situation faced at present, eg. a harsh 'either-or', one must be especially heedful that the good prevail: the either of light or-darkness and a new dark age from out of which no extrication may be had save by divine intervention from without. The remnant of Adam's seed must grasp the torch and take it to the top of the mountain raining forth upon the earth its splendour which, undoubtedly, will raise shrill cries of pain and much gnashing of teeth from the darkling hordes of the untermenschen.
A White World
At present in the wolf age we contend with forces of darkness who would create a perpetual dark age. Truly they are spawn of the bottomless pit, as black as that region from whence they came. Into the light of day which burns their eyes and which they shun go they, incited by the material wealth the white man has, in his fallen state perhaps wrongly constructed much to his detriment as a ball and chain of materiality that weighs him to the earth. the dark hordes(we shall henceforth call them 'Morder'- and their name is legion) leave their state of inertia upon witnessing the beguiling spectacle of the baubels of the white man's fashioning. In his boundless creation, in his fallen state, his hubris carried him away from the strait and narrow path of living in accordance with nature and towards the expanse of the material world and its temptation-out of paradise into perdition. Still a redemption hovers in the distance and that is Krist-the super-conciousness that the white knight must gird himself with in order to rectify the collapsed burnt out ediface of divine creation. Thus the white man must resurrect himself from the ashes of his own promethean fire and reconstruct the world in his own image-an architecture that will only be lasting if he does his True will and attunes the higher with the lower. Only then can paradise be reclaimed. Excesses of material concern have all but sickened the white man and thus he must adopt a path towards Nature and live with it in a state of harmony.
A Black World
Tom-Tom drums beat out a tattoo stirring the kundalini firesnake to circulate around the gyrating hips of feral primatives. Frenzied rhythm incites a wild cacophony of whoops and cries of impassioned fervour as the glimmering knife is raised in the firelight sparkling with terrible intent from the upraised hand of the voodoo priest. The pitch accelerates to the breaking point as the hogtied victim sways back and forth eyes wide with fright in anticipation of the final act to bring in the entity, into possessive manifestation. The chicken blood dries in a sticky hot wave over his face as the knife descends again this time across his throat. The vital life fades from fluttering eyes and the struggles cease. Welcome to darkest Africa the land of blackest ignorance. fast forward in time and space to modern America in the rust belt city of Detroit. Broken pavement and delapidated buildings border a threatening skyline with the approach of night. Sirens wail in the silence like so many wolves prowling the concrete steppes of Midwestern U.S.A landcape seeking prey. The jungle of yesteryear is transposed in the present wherein black brutes slaughter one another in accordance with unwritten rules of tribalistic affiliation, a primative hierachy of faction: who vie for the coarsest resources desirable by man in his lowest octave. The law of the land, nay that of the club and gun, holds arbitrary sway over the denizens of this realm, bound to one another by purely materialistic principles berift of the prescence of Spirit. A sepulchre of war everlasting, a grave of the living dead borne simply to die and to experience the rebirth of an earth-based soul in endless cyclicism until such time as they be exterminated form the earth. The Kali Yuga is here in the iron age of rust-belt Americana, harbinger of a coming return to the springtime of Golden age glory once the earth be cleansed and allowed a respite from the chaos that is animal man. This is the Black world the bellum Omnium Contra Omnes.
MISCEGENATION
...another spearpoint in the vanguard of Jewish White genocide through the weakening influence it has on society: no identity, no recognition of purpose; no recognition of purpose no ability to develope and bring to bear the weapons of war against the opposition. To introduce confusion into society and the people is to scatter their focus and concentration of energy flows such that the energies become dissipated which is the state of weakness that renders impotent the otherwise inevitable backlash and opposition from a more aware and integral white demographic. Further the results of miscegenetaion on a genetic plane lead in microcosm to the same dissipation and conflict of purpose of the energies inherent in the body given the conflictual and essentially incompatible genes that have artifically(through propaganda) hybridized with the host body. The miscegenant in a relationship necessarily experiences the conflict of the dyad(or in the case of polygamy the 'n-ad') the endlees crossing of purposes, misunderstanding and general lack of harmony such a union fosters. The hapless unfortunate who is the rotten fruit of this union is necessarily host of a divisive play of conflictual drives that can properly be spoken of as a recipe for mental illness as with the Jews and their transmissible genetic diseases(eg.celiac, tay sachs, etc.). The crying and screaming products of malgenics testifies to the corruption and anti-natural character of such an unholy union, a rusty chain forged in the fires of hell and attached to the millstone of karma incurred by the couple itself tangibly posited in the 'child', that veritable Demian of irrational inner contradictions. Thus as a consequence the racial soul is destroyed by the architect of this evil enabling the total control of society through creating the necessary tension between natural enemies knowing the inherent causality present and how to manipulate it to advantage.
Again the Serpent(Jews) work upon Eve, beguiling through holding forth an object of desire(and of course over-riding instinctive aversion through propaganda thereby rendering the undesirable desirable and inverting the natural propensities that accord with nature, ie.'like attracts llike as surely as the lodestone attracts iron' and this is 'animal magnetism' correspondent with the larger whole/sum total and is thus true and beautiful in this correspondence). The Devil Jew strikes at this link through implanting the viral seed of vice(that which deviates form nature) in the form of beguiling illusion about the 'universality of all' and the necessity ot uphold this 'noble' principle as the Absolute to the extent of extinguishing one's own life of severing that chain that ties ancestors to posterity through the living realtity in the eternal Now. However it is not females on a physical basis alone that play the role of Eve in the dialectic of the Jew, rather the physical 'male' also transgresses these bounds through the submission to the Egalitarian principle as absolute. Of course this, for those who have minimal options and who are subordinated in their will to the passions(depending on relative strengths of these two faculties this will decide the path along which the potential miscegenant male will tread-to perdition or elysium even if as a celebate). A lack of will and/or overabundance of passion incapable of being reigned in by a proportionate or preponderate Will leads, in conjunction with the mind poison of Egalitarianism towards the abyss of one's family line. The Jew knows this and exploits it to his advantage-cultural emphasis on the crudest passions to the greatest extent constitute the formula of this mind and soul destroying influence of incarnate Shaitans(eg.jews). The beguiling mystique held out to the gullible children of Adam(the Whites) of the 'Other' qua 'Other' leads down the path of iniquity towards the Golgotha of identity. The Jews have converted the children of Adam into legionnnaires, into a pilate-sacrifice upon the cross of genetical splicing in the labratory of the social. Your own first born to Molech; make sacrifice unto he! The curiosity aroused(psycho-sexually) by the 'Other' as a foreign and hence unknown object of fascination is one of the primary weapons of Jewish degeneration.
"Celebrating DIEversity"
...In the sense of neglecting the inharmonious and incompatible essences of Race through neglecting the Objectivity of Race, is a recipe for Objective/factual suicide and the initiation of a new dark age of complete ignorance and savagery. The over-intellectualized and abstract conciousness , the overly 'Objective'(morally, eg. 'fairness', etc.) and altruistic trajectory of Whites precipitates their own destruction. The White Man's burden of non-white parasites becomes a weighty one indeed given the proliferation/prolific nature of the lucust-like pestilence in the Garden chewing up all the plants at the expense of the white populous who does the actual growing and production of this crop. Those who parasitize their own people, ie. white collar govenrment parasites, justify their parasitism through moral guises, claiming they will play(in one role or another) the role of redistributor or middle man between the productive whites and unproductive non-white parasites. "Good for the economy" say the right-wing conservative; "Good for diversity" say the left-wing liberals. All parasites on the base, they live off the back of the white working man and woman justifying themselves under the rubric of higher morality. What it is in consequence beyond self-seeking parasitism is the death drive of brainless white liberals who have no healthy instincts and/or lack of regard for all their ancestors created while simultaneously defecating on their graves while they partake of the indulgence and excess their hard-working ancestors enabled them to partake of, revelling in the dead of night in course abandon of the higher principles their forbears embodied; revelling with the lowest vibrational beings(blacks, browns and reds) to the feral drumbeat of lowest vibration pop cultural musack. A levelling process has been undergone and this due to the inability to recognize the greater good of a higher culture and higher standard of humanity to be replaced with an effeminate nursery of mewling brown and black babes; a feedlot society full of vulgar mass-produced subhumanity. The castles of Europe are being turned into rubble and the corrupt mind poison of universalism and its concomitant weakness is to blame.
Race as a concrete fact of tangible reality as 'actuality' not fiction thrusts itself upon one(one who is in tune with the sum total of existence, of a universe/multiverse of things, eg. lampshades; roads; biological foundations of sex, gender, race and culture)who has eyes to see. The Darker, I posit, one is, the more animalistic, vulgar and prone to the lower drives and their behavioral manifestation in violent crime, ineptitude and impassioned behavior. Truly the dark man embodies a lower vibration-darkness being correlated with lower vibrational frequency of energy fields and proprotional to the darkness that much lower. The lower vibrational frequency necessarily(on an energetic/biological basis) manifests in the form of more primitive behavior such as a fight/flight/f*** (‘F3’)behavioral orientation; a downward spiral of animality that cannot be this type of being be it supeceded through any form of social programming/conditioning or nurture by the gullible female consiousness of white liberalism as an ideology/religion. Spiritually the dark man is a Satan in the sense of lower vibrational frequency cthonic entity that cannot extricate itself(nor has it any but the dullest will towards such a state) from thence and attain the high conciousness of the lighter type whose vibrational frequency manifests itself in classical music, sophisticated languages, intricate feats of engineering, etc. No defence against inevitable liberal backlash and anti-white hate need be made of the legacy of white influence upon the world and its elevating process that has picked from out of the mire(mistakenly and hubristically) the dark man only to muddy its own white picket fence and occupy itself with the perpetual cleaning of the muck that continues to spray itself there against. Incompatible vibration creates disharmony, disharmony creates chaos-but from out of chaos comes order. Soon for once and all the savages who plague the earth with their brown, black and red bodies will be purged from Gaia's garden as so many snails, beetles and locusts. Then the frequency will increase and a rite of spring will flourish, hamrony will again be restored to the earth in a white world. At present the gullible majority still refuse to remove their virtual reality spectacles and face the music.
On the Necessity of Racial Loyalty
Without allegiance to the tribe it is as good as if one has died; for "what I am I am through you and what you are you are through me" and "your people is everything-you are nothing"(Hitler)-at least in isolation to your tribal group. Necessary condition of existence: allegiance to tribal group, that which serves as a biological 'entelechy' in Aristotelian terms, ie. that which stays the same through time, ie. Race. For a race to be a race it must orient itself around itself; all members ,must preserve this spiritual loyalty minifesting itself inconcrete form through their actions and omissions. Magneticaly as animal magnetism in an etheric form the tribal members cicumambulate the totem of their identity,the insignia of their presrervation: rally to the flag around which those who will continue their kind congregate. To immerse oneself in the tribal group is to qualify oneself as a member thereof; to eschew this obligatory rite of passage is to cut the lifeline of ancestry rendering barren posterity; snipping the DNA strands which have become unbound through unconciousness of identity and the necessity of keeping in one's minds' eye the image of the struggle that represents the chain of lineage stretching back to the tenebrous mists of the past. To fail in this, the attachment to the larger collective, is to become a rootless drifter without a home-no blood, no soil. But also: no soil, no blood. At least as a basis for the continuance at a basic level. Land is a necessity, even though a tribal group should be populating the entire world, inevitable corruption results of the gene pool and of the giant scope of land mass and finite scope of the tribal members. At present at least a homeland is necessary though in some possible(one would hope potential) world the entire world could be the territory of the tribe. At least this is the hope which dwells in the heart of hearts of all tribal groups, is rooted in the biologically 'trieb' or 'will zur macht' of all ethnicities. All ofo those who have not been corrupted or who are not corruptible either through themselves or through others harbours this instinct in their soul. Unfortunately the better type lacks this sense of self when its boundless universalist conciousness and over-concern for objectivity(ie.truth) subverts its own healthy intincts out of regard for justice and truth themselves will be sacrificed as no other more primitive group concerns itself with these totemic idols-however right such a concern may be-but simply eschews them as taboos that minimize and inhibit their own tribal matters and worse, once no out-group or common enemy exists, only their own ego; what results is a bellum omnium contra omnes, a descent to justifiably so-called savagery as with all so-called 'indigenous people's' prior to the arrival of those bearers of civilization, the White Race. With no racial loyalty existent amongst the whites a new dark age(both literally and figuratively) will descend as a storm cloud blackening the sun. The rays of white creativity and culture will be blotted out and the remaining fauna will languish in chaos for eternity until the next manvantara, the wheel of ixion grinding out the slow development of the soul over the aeons. The 'new hope' for the dawn of a 'new day' and not the false light, emanates from the racial soul of the white man as a collective amidst the evil tide amongst them.
Proletarians and their affinity for race-mixing
Following from the above can readily be seen the affinity between Bourgoisie and their counterpart the proletarian mass both stuck in the mire of materialism the former with its head protruding the latter with its head submerged. In the latter case the very lack of a head sharpens the instinct and leads away from race-mixing, at least in the case of a healthy stock that would be properly spoken of as a 'goodly' peasant stock' rather than a proletarian caste of chandal untermenschen. In the latter designation the healthy instincts of the healthy peasant are subverted and supplanted by more dark and debased propensities governed largely by the more feral drives of ‘F3’[fight/flight/f***]. Hence the race mixing propensity born of an unhealthy bearer of rudimentary inclinations a veritable embodiment of beast conciousness that finds its place with the rest of the animal races revelling in the mire of materiality. Whether it be the abstracting of the organic in the case of the bourgeois intellectual or the anti-intellectualism and inherent defectiveness of the proletarian, the inclination towards miscegenation is kindled. Only a healthy peasant stock and a healthy nobility and administrative class with a sound emphasis on rassen hygiene can prevail against the onslaught on the degeneracy of 'untermenscheit'.
How the 'right wing' is a politicized form of masculine conciousness
How to answer the above question? The thoughts, emotions and actions pf people manifest themselves in what may be called 'politics' a set of relations of a dynamic, mutable sort, between persons played out in the social spaces constituting the hive mind that is the political arena, not necessarily or exclusively a physical topos but a spiritual topos with myriad dimensions depending from it and constitutive of it. The infrastructure, art, economics, etc. of the social crystallized in the form of government and statecraft are the myriad tentacles of this egregoric octopus. The color of the octopus is determined by the sets of relations and their interplay which reciprocally condition each other. The 'right wing' or 'right' politically as a 'color' is an ensemble of these relations, a manifestation of the wavelengths of that socio-political spectrum. The color is blue. Why? This is the color of sobriety, of cold rational calculation, of unemotional consequential reasoning, reckoning relative advantage and disadvantage independant of moral taint that is not permitted to sway decision, pursuit or forbearance, action or omission. This color of the spectrum must have synchronous correspondence with the mental faculty of reason given the latter's sober unemotionality, the mental state induced by 'blue' through both visual observation and subtle body sensation/affect. The blue influence alters conciousness in a 'right'direction. Conserving order in the midst of chaos, enduring through strife and hardship-such are the peculiarities of 'right' thinking properly so-called. This quality is decidedly male which is why it has always been asociated with maleness and the latter with conservativsm, a defence of the right, of order and justice, truth and beauty all of which are bound up as an axe in a a bundle of rods of iron-elegant and without superfluity all having a necessary relationship to the others. Blue is sedation of passion a dousing of the red fire of frenzied chaos. Thus it(this masculine color) reigns in on the level of light(spirit) the lower drives and steadies one's aim of the bow of his political will. The bowstring is taut and without fray, the arrow straight without crack or splinter, the head of cold adamant with symmetrical blades.
How the 'left' is the trajectory of female conciousness
Red is the color of passion of activation of the muladhara chakra of the stimulation of the coarser faculties: emotion, intuition. However essential and valuable these faculties may be in the realm of personality when they are extrapolated to that of the state they become a congealed oil gumming up the gears of Leviathan and require extrication through the cleansing power of an artful prudence , an orderly praxis. Emotion at best plays a role in the political realm in a guarded and superficial form: a friendly demeanor when the situation calls for it in dealings with the correspondent gesture of a friendly ally and vice versa. Hence it is the genuine(at best) expression of the political will embodied in a leader of even the average peasant Will must be guided by reason always seeking with circumspection what will be on the basis of what has come and what is, the situation of the moment. The Left wing/Leftist/Liberal governed as they are by the right brain whose correspondent color is red and its varying hues from scarlet to ruby and magenta and the correlative chakras that manifests the vibrational quality(color) through their fundamental essence.-The liberal that is to say is: unable to delay gratification given their lack of reasoned self-control; to react emotionally to stimuli without the above trait and incapable of far-reaching thought given their irrational mind. Hence they are as a bull responding to a red flag of a matador and are thus easily manipulated on the basis of emotion to disregard the consequences of their action. This female propensity of theirs demonstrates in consequence their unbalanced conciousness and perhaps must find their reconcialiation in a green party? At present the green party is more left wing/liberal than anything. Following its current course will lead to the burning of the bush that is politics in a spree of arsonistic frenzy. The solution is a national socialism with an environmental emphasis, an primarily intranational economy that would eventually extrapolate itself outwards to a global supremacism under the aegis of the dominant(white) type.
Of Masculine Conciousness and its forms
Projective, constructive, oppositional, singular, original-adjectives of the masculine ethos, opposite of that of the feminine receptivity, deconstructive/chaotic, agreeable, passive, plural, derivative. The behavioral tendancies of masculine conciousness have myriad forms and vehicles of the manifestation. Projection is as simple as a fist, or a pursuit of an enemy to a questing into Plato's cave in the realms of thought. Construction is a formation of a castle in the sand physically in the sandbox or in the empyrean realms of the concept; oppositional in the form of a boxing match to a debate entailing reasoned argumentation between scholars; singular as a hero figure swinging a sword above the fray to a Galileo standing out as a a heretic of divinely inspired wisdom. Both higher and lower octaves of this conciousness exist and have correlative behavioral manifestations infinite sets of actions and omissions that constitute 'masculine' behavior in contradistinction to the feminine concretized with that anatomical being called a 'man' to a greater degree that that called wo-man. The suppressive tendancy of this conciousness modality in the physico-anatomical being called man is another subversive tactic of the Archons to nullify opposition to their power through a redistribution of the power base across a socio-sexual concentration gradient form man to woman and thus to weaken the opposition to their hegemony. Simultaneously diffusing across this small energetic concentration gradient the feminine conciousness into the realm of the masculine allegedly attempting to bring about a 'conjunctiva oppositorum' but in place bringing about a perversion of both natural modalities-woman become man and vice versa-the world is garbed in the drag of gender-bending egalitarian blurring of the lines of the sexual/gender categories. This obviates the appropriate concretization/embodiment of masculine conciousness as it offsets its material base, its proper crucible wherein it can be given proper expression through the appropriate behavioral modalities. given the inherent tendancy of both sexes in their essence to attempt to impart incompatible software from one to another constitutes a perversion of the good, ie.nature, cosmic law and is thereby 'anti-nomian' in the worst sense. Masculine traits center around reason and control, an attempt to attune oneself to the sum total yet remaining individuated threrefrom an embodiment of the Aristotelian 'entelechy'-endurance through time and space of a distinct type of being which is dynamic even as it stands it ground. Insofar as it is not entropic but rather pleomorphic, molding itself to cicumstances when reason dictates obliterating or negating circumstances when conflictual with its self-preservation. Yet when its self-destruction is necessitated by the group who have become attached to itself it gives way to the group life through self-sacrifice as a necessary means to the end of group survival, as a negation of a negation. Insofar it derives its existential right to the role of protector and leader. The group may become transformed into an ideal though no other physical members are present such as in stoicism and a disregard for the self in relation to an end that exceed the self is deemed a necessity through reason, ie. the concious awareness as a dialectical process of recognition of necessity of means-end(s) relationships and the support thereof of proper actions that serve as means and/or ends within this architecture of the mind and its correspondance with physical 3-D reality. Masculine consciouness is thus the praying mantis, black widow spider and kamikaze fighter pilot who projectively imposes itself upon the situation with self-sacrificial motive and through itself(if necessary) negates the negation of that which conflicts with /threatens the survival or realization of the end. The will to combat and endure through combat against personal fallibility to the extent of self-destruction is the foundation of masculine conciousness in its pure form.
Feminine Consciousness: The two Octaves represented by Lilith and Eve
The receptive, passive, progenerative, agreeable, instinctive, cthonic, materialistic, sympathetic qualities of the female conciousness partake of both a dark and a light side, are conducive to harmony, the other to disharmony, one a higher more astral octave the other a more mundane and primitive. On the dark side sits Lillith, the destructive, absorptive, selfish, egocentric, pyschopathic, manipulative, unsympathetic and even hateful figure whose praxis orients itself along lines of pure selfishness. The black widow is the arachnoid embodiment of this conciousness. laying traps for the 'Other' and partaking of their vital essence without regard for their autonomy or being; a purely usurious and self-absorbed creature. This figurine is the transmogrified construct into which women have been placed as an essence in a mechanized Robot which soon steals the soul of its avatar and usurps its autonomy making the deus ex machina a deific mask of the machine which becomes the Deus itself. This is the ludicrous image of woman on steroids or 'wy-man' or some such perversion of an organic reality. A superimposition of a mech-cyborg technology that holds out the promise of endowing woman with superpowers but is instead the iron maiden so-to-speak into which woman is placed. Once the door shuts there is no vital essence of woman remaining. This is feminism. the mind parasite inserted as the canker worm into the apple held out to Eve by the serpent. Eve will bite the apple out of pure instinctive desire for attention and to absorb into herself a 'greater good' to differentiate herself and increase her genetic transmission probability into posterity. Thus the potential higher octave of woman/female consiouness, namely 'Eve' is perverted into a lower octave, 'Lilith' through their own innate tendancy to obtain more resources(attention, power, etc.) and differentiate themselves from the collective(to increase the probability of genetic transmission) while simultaneously immersing themselves in it to find their authentic Self.
FEMINUTISM(a.k.a 'feminine egotism'/'female-ism')
The Ideology of a particular set of fools whose identity has been constructed by the mind manipulative overlords and who have had bees inserted into their bonnets for the purpose of political weaponization along a subversive trajectory leading society down the slippery slope of degeneration: sexual inversion/perversion of socio-sexual roles from a naturalistic to an artificial basis; the castration of males for the satiation of a power trip, the usurpation of the political of an orderly, well-regulated imperium to a pussy-lanimous nanny-state of obsequieous grovellers and effete limp wrists who have allowed themselves to play the capon's role in relation to a blustery hen-pecking 'cock/hen--of-the-walk'. The raggety-andy-ization of their chicks(children, assuming they 'choose' to 'possess' any), a weakening prophylacticization of natural sexual roles in childhood(and in utero) development as a gesture of power and fem-dom(/dumb), an attempt to exercise despotic sway over their hapless charges. The castrated cuckold/capon male is reduced to a domestic serfdom playing the role of the eunuch wearing the betty-crocker apron in the role of a scullion who bakes up organic vegan food and scrubs his dominatrix's menstruum from the porcelain throne as a thankless gesture of subservience to punish himself sado-masochistically for the errors of his ancestors along christian liberal moral lines. The paradox of dealing with a feminist('feminut') is a larger extrapolation of dealing with women in general , embodied in the statement of Nietzsche regarding how masculine women chase after feminine men and the latter run away whereas feminine women are chased after by masculine men and they run away; the dialectic of a ring-around-the-rosy game of cats and dogs scampering about in the garden of Eden. Now the two parties of the divine contract have been evicted from this Edenic elysium upon Gaia and have to cope with the scorched earth of an approaching apocalypse in the end times madness of socio-sexual-racial inversion/perversion. Thus the difficulty if not near impossibility of attaining a union of these opposing forces in spite of the magnetism obtaining between them is seen in such phenomena as feminism and its endless discontents, its perpetual storm of controversy that it generates around itself as it attempts to be the center or eye of the hurricane of attention(energy fields) it causes to vortex around itself. The destroying angel that is feminism reduces the structures of tradition to rubble allowing the ego-charged figurine of Lilith to manifest and overarch the sum total of a burned out world of barren and hollow sterility. This is the self-destruction of the feminine ego turned 'within-without', a zimzum of the self inflating itself to the bursting point and occupying all of the space of the social, a usurpation of sexual topology; a self-selection over an evolutionary/natural selection; a self-appointment to the matriarchy as the archontic priestess Diana the huntress who lays waste in sacrifice all power centers of masculinity thereby robbing her own cradle of the genetic transmission of her own genes into posterity; a levelling of posterity in an end-times post-modernity. What is the ultimate cause? Is it her own ego or the lack of reigning in or steering of that egoic propensity by the over-arching force and dynamism of a virile ordering of that chaos which is woman; a redirection of that hurricane towards the parapets of social decay and enemy turrets and catapults. The enemy may shoot as many arrows and hurl as many plague bodies of viral proportions into the social sphere without affecting its borders and barricades if they are sufficiently strong. Thus the contraction of the god 'within(-without)', the zimzum of the self in "making the self a better person and therefore the world a better place", doing one's best, becoming who one is, etc. is the trajectory that one should be heading in; a development of the self as a necessary condition of developing a stable union and an overcoming of the self-destructive tendancies and the desiring flows of a woman's magnetism(yin) when not properly harnessed by a masculine counter-current or projective force(yang). The proper developement of this leads to its possession and necessary utilization/implementation in relations that forge bonds of adamant rather than silly string or pearl necklaces in left-hand path orgiastic abandon. Thus the solution to the destructive reality of feminism is its inner destruction through a conjuration of the woman from woman, a negation of the negation through affirmation-nature abhors a vacuum after all and creates vacuums when improperly channeled.
Celebrate Celebrate Dance to the Musack
...In the global village you run widdershins around the totem of your taboo- past masters of raceless humanitas, you mast paster excreting you bigotry as moral bukake into the receptive maw of your minority minions-impregnation abomination birthing hybrid transhumans devolved to the level of apelings-workers of the global slave society unite! Widgets a plenty with suplemental plumpy and a pharmaceutical pill on top-you quench your thirst of the blood of the white man eagerly lapping it from the flowing wound that you scored across pure white flesh-to fatten yourself as a pig for the jewish slave market-parade about goyim for you are all one under zion. Into the mountains of doom your carcasses go once the lifeforce has been drained from you by Jewish commissar vampires! The bodies are-efficiently, environmentally-recycled to serve as lampshades and porcelain pottery fried in the kiln of Jewish supremacism. Indulge yourselves while you can goyim-for your myopic view of life is about to be thrown wide open-the scales from your eyes drop revealing the cauldrons rendering human fat for soap; the drums grinding bones into powder for concrete condominiums into which the next batch are thrown as so many human batteries plugged into the zion matrix. The flesh and organs-those are the choicest bits for the cannibal rulers who rend the flesh with filed down teeth to enrich their energy bodies with the energy of struggling sacrifices spasming with pain, wracked in death throw agony on the sacrifice alter. The knives plunge into supple flesh spurting blood from wounds into basins of gold fired in furnaces worked by sub-I.Q negro slaves unwittingly serving Gaia and the one-state in the genocide of the many-too-many. The Rabbi's eyes roll as a great white shark as they plunge their ravenous maw into quivering flesh-any protestations at the inhumanity are met by cries of 'holocaust'!, 'anti-semite'! 'kill the nazi'! To which the black beast responds with feral glee eager to partake of the leavings of their masters with rusty machetes working up and down as a sewing machine mowing down the remnant of white skinned victims. This is the coming world, this the culling of the goyim slaves of the self-appointed caste of ill-lights, the false lights of lucifer insistent on absolute despotism and subjugation of all oppposition. Challenge not the authority of your masters-all is well in Zion-the chosen are here to help you-you must carry out the will of Gaia-She is your god-She is your Earth Mother-scrape before her and ration your food and water-do not consume products-do not pollute with carbon dioxide exhaled from your respiratory system-you are a good citizen of zion- you play a role as a humble ward of Gaia and the Chosen-their will is your greatest desire-their disfavor is your greatest fear-you have earned adequate governance credits to merit celebration of DIEversity in the one-state-you are entitled to partake of your soma pills-the entheogens you imbibe are your friend-they will assist you in persevering through the crises that occur in the one-state-"pleasant!" That is the goal-a little indulgence in moderation of course-whatever is usual-whatever is normal is natural-the natural isn’t the normal and popularity is truth.
Liberalismus Vulgaris
The credo of the female, making liberalism itself a vulgar ideology fit for those with an overemphasis on the perverted aspect of the sacred feminine of conciousness. This because liberalism is female, an ideology of pleasure orientation, a devotion to this as a principle around which all life is oriented. 'All is sex' alchemically as the Rosicrucian secret doctrine exclaims-and all liberalism is in reality is libertinism making the liberal a libertine devoted to perpetual indulgence at the expense of higher pursuits and the cultivation of the higher self, the latter necessarily entailing a detachment from the stimulation that constitutes 'pleasure' in the most vulgar sense. The compass of the conciousness of liberals is: pain avoidance and pleasure pursuit. The only way they can confront the-in their mind- painful nature of the harshness of reality is if it leads to a greater pleasure through acknowledgement and dealing(typically dispensing) with it. Inveterate cowards they are unwilling and unable to entangle themselves with anything begetting strife unless it can be pleasantly superceded through specious ratiocination a.k.a fallacious reasoning and outright sophistry. Else the recourse will be willful ignorance/cognitive dissonance as the modality of conciousness that enables (however delusively) a disengagement with reality through a superimposition of a fantastical facade of pleasant imagination. The false light shines brightly in the eyes of the liberal for whom the real light of truth is too harsh and piercing to be accomodated by their weak faculties. To sum up: They simply can't handle the truth, they cannot stand the heat and so, like a good woman, return to the kitchen to attend to their whistling teapots, eagerly awaiting the sweetened teas they so lustfully crave. This of course as an ideality or noumenal reality manifesting itself in biochemical dopamine secretion, etc., eg.pleasure hormones. Like the proverbial rat self-administering cocaine in its cage with a depression of the lever to boost its seratonin so too the liberal seeks to conjure pleasant fantasies in their mind through weaving tapestries of falsely associated ideas divorced from reality as a means of causing the secretion of pleasure hormones to boost their inherently deficient constitution. Why say deficient? Why else would something be sought if not to remedy a deficiency however delusive and inappropriate a causal means to remedy the swaying imbalance that teeters from one side to another in the liberal mind. However their sensation of a rectification of the balance between antagonistic drives is based on the unsound foundation of a perverted constitution and that biologically. Given their over-emphasis on emotion their undeveloped reasoning ability and in general underemphasis on prefrontal cortical activity they are wholly incapable of striking a balance between basic drives neurologically let alone attaining a higher octave of conciousness through the heightened metabolic acitivty of the evolutionarily recent anatomical structure(prefrontal cortex). Hence they flounder in a state of beast conciousness as an animal rushing about in emotional instability in its cage as it is electro-shocked by little prods from its keepers(analogically the external stimuli that impinge upon the liberal's awareness and condition it to a greater degree). The contrastive individual is "the reasonable man".
Sensationalism
... is yet another weapon in the arsenal of Jewish mind poison-to reduce the 'goyim', object of their wrath, to mindless beasts through the cultivation of an emotional reactivity(especially on hearing certain buzzwords such as 'Jew', etc.) that serves as a springboard upon which are bounced off various behaviors in response to these cues as a clasical conditioning process, a causality of inputs and outputs cleverly orchestrated by the Jew to engineer these behavioral responses given the appropriate creation of a false association between stimulus and response. Alcohol is falsely associated with Sociability, eg., and is used to degrade the physical-mental-spiritual dimension of the 'goyim' through entrainment of certain societal expectations(popularity, sociability, etc.). These false associations serve as command prompts that initiate a process of internal computation in the mind of the hapless host triggering the concomitant('attached') behavior. The human biocomputer is the device the Jew uses to play upon the drives and pervert their natural course. From relaxation and recuperation after work to the dens of iniquity wherein 'sociability' works itself out in myriad degenerate ways the invention of nature is the goal as a subversive means to break apart the integrity of the social system and conquer it though its inherent weakness.
Gender Bending:
'Get bent' is the creedo of post-modernity, the siren call of the serpent in the garden of a fallen world. This is yet another protocol of the Jews in cultural subversion, yet another strike at the roots of the tree of the White Race.Nature correlates sex and gender and in this fallen world, occasional 'deviance' properly so-called, occurs as the rare case, the exception to the rule. In such a case the 'misfit' would simply fade away in a self-pruning from the branch of life with the tree itself replacing the branches with better fruit than the barren.As it is the cultural decay comes in the form of syphillis, gonorrhea and other plagues that signilize a deviance from nature(not to mention HIV and hepatits B, the so-called<properly> 'gay disease'). It comes in the form of arrested and sometimes negated development of natural sexual roles(properly so-called). The anatomical basis being correlated with its behavioural expression wherein men are men and women women in the most traditional sense as opposed to the deliberate inversion of sexual roles via feminism and effeminization as well as the anti-natural practices of the most bestial hedonism. To bend in this direction is eventually to break. For no violation of nature(creation of disharmony) is without an equal and opposite reaction. On a personal level the nerve damage , disease generation and failed relationships/failure to cultivate meaningful relationships results in the disastrous consequence for the person that they become a dysfunctional and corrupt being wholly unfit to play their natural role according to the physical form they have incarnated in in 3-D. Thus the deliberate construction of this new identity is a deviance from the natural, the canonical, the 'nomos'('law') of the cosmos(Deity, etc.). Deviance from the norm qua natural not qua unnatural/artificial['societal' based on social conditioning/engineering] is a recipe for extermination of the type subjected thereto, the more deviant along the broad and winding path the more suicidal the path. The straight and narrow path 'Cosmic Law'('God') has set out for the individual-which necessarily implicates it in a larger group(harmoniously if adhering to this path) if followed leads to survival and thriving. Thus emphasis placed upon a 'straight' road over a 'bent' road is key to the prolongation of a sound mind in a sound body. The bent path is that of inharmonious existence, 'deviance' properly so-called. The sexual function may not be exclusive to procreation but is a tool for ascension and higher conciousness. However, the back passage(by virtue of its seperate function) is necessarily excluded from the cultivation of the higher self; rather it pulls people down in to the lower chakra states and disrupts the energy flow and the working up of the serpent fire up the shushumna through over-activation of more caudal plexuses. Thus energy blockages occur which traps the conciousness in lower drives and manifest behaviourally in a negative feedback loop, a veritable downward spiral into a moral abyss derived and initiated from the physical abyss('mud hole') and its over stimulation and perverse('anti-natural') activation through a disregard of its exclusive function(namely excretion and this through peristaltic contraction and so forth). Just as in the case of talking when eating, what comes out must prohibit what goes in and this defines its function(namely a one-way valve). The battering ram(phallus) over expands/dilates the sphincter causing nerve damage and strikes against the coccygeal body. This may occasion a working up of the serpent fire temporarily but the extreme force of the violent(properly so-called) mechanical impingement is too damaging to the anatomy to endure over time and to serve as a tantric springboard to christ conciousness. Rather it cultivates a 'satanic ' consciouness, an anti-natural, anti-nomian left-hand turn towards a gradual degeneration manifesting itself in the form of incontinence and physical abnormalities such as coordination problems and a general disequilibrium of the kinesthetic sense: hence the act of sodomy(anal sex) is a deviant, anti-natural abomination that leaves desolate the temple of the human body as an otherwise divine catalyst, vehicle of the soul. Further on the topic of inter-male sexuality('gays'/homos') is the degeneration of the mind through depletion of zinc via excessive expulsion of semen(a usual occurance given that most would not retain the 'christ-oil' material that brews the former).
What is the solution to the vulgar mind poison of liberal/universalistic values?
A nobler standard, higher ideal of an exclusivistic character. Character is the fundamental thing and the virtues of the stoics should be set in stone as the new set of commandments for the guidance of Whites. In a world of chaos order comes form 'within-without', starting from the development of a higher conciousness, a stoical restraint and a drive towards the cultivation of the virtues. A Sound mind in a Sound body in a Sound society in a Sound environment. The inner today is sacrificed on the alter of the outer with negligence of their intrinsic relationship : the family sacrificed on that of society; natural identity on that of an artificially constructed identity derived from the mass media mind control instilled by hidden powers. The solution is a recognition of the causality of this social engineering and the instigation of the reversal of this process, a back engineering and a re-engineering of the self in the image of a Cosmic order of God in place of the arbitrary or incomplete and perverted knowledge of 'fallen angels' who perform their black magick rites on the hollow ground of the human temple. Strengthening oneself against the erosive/corrosive forces of these transdimensional being(s) gives the person the fighting chance to fulfill the higher purpose intrinsic to himself. In spite of this the physical body will be born away by the myriad forces of destructive influence: chemicals, GMOs, EMF, water, food, air, soil poison. To work in a positive, upward direction is part of this set of stoical virtues-to strive against the evil tide in place of aquiescing to its influence in weakness. Strengthening the self-concentration, meditation, contemplation 'within-without' should be the goal across all dimensions within one's self-control: body, mind, spirit, heedful of their relations and their necessity of coming into an attunement with Being through a knowledge of their inner causality and relationship, taking only the essential and nullifying the extraneous as an enemy, being a deviation form the cultivation of the higher self the ultimate goal of incarnation/existence. The liberal set of values bases itself upon and extrapolates itself from this straight and narrow one of concentration and inner life. It is essentially a cthonic/female materialistic praxis that involves itself nearly exclusively with 5-sense reality and sensory stimulation or samsaric conciousness never going beyond the surface of appearances and fliting from one to another in pursuit of a desire never to be sated as it has itself as its own object, thus always becoming and never being in a process fo absurdity, an infantile questing after purely material cow-like existence; inherently female. The trajectory is broad and winding but shallow in content; a mental joyride of a teenager in her father's hotrod doomed to crash and burn off the cliff in a game of chicken. However their Icarian questing can only be spoken of as aimless and hence a thrill seekers' dynamism bereft of the Icarian element properly so-called as Icarus may be doomed to plummet to earth on melted waxen wings but the very fact of positing the sun of mind as the goal(a goal) rationally deliberated upon and sought out through means and end practical action elevated Icarus with this object in view(of Sol). His failure to attain the sun was through his over-wheening sense of self-worth the lack of proper self-knowledge and concomitant grasp of the causality requisite to procure its object(Sol). The flirtatious and self-seeking nature of liberal thought could be called 'immanentism', a failure fundamentally of concentration of focus 'within-without' and hence losing itself in pure externality the endless play of forces that constitutes the samsaric conciousness know rest only in bestial stupor be it drug induced or brought about by the darkening of the sky. A kitten playing with a ball of string the liberal desports with child-like glee as his means are his end and his end is his means. A complete lack of ratiocinative ability is the hallmark of the liberal mind: emotion over reason. The cause is a lack of development through effortful asceticism, a taxation of the mind through concentration, meditation, contemplation, the trivium if not the quadrivium. Logic is under-emphasized in the liberal mind as insufficiently entertaining and thus, lacking the stoicism of endurance through hardship cannot be cultivated even if an inclination thereto should exist.
Collectivist Psychology
To sum up in a phrase: "anything the collective advocates is identical to the good and carries with it in se a moral imperative", that which is determined by the collective by the hive mind-everything the hive mind refuses to acknowledge or shuns has no reality but languishes in non-existence. What motivates this thinking from the level of the totality, the collective itself is its inherent totalitarian essence which destroys the 'Other' qua Other through making it a non-entity by positing the totality as the only reality. Thus it can be spoken of as 'hegemonic'. From the level of the person what motivates collectivistic hegemony is a dissolution of the person in the collective through an identification with the overarching group. Hence the person has no thought outside of the collective and is informed with the dogmas of the collective within a restrictive informational bubble whose walls are impenetrable by the 'Other' and which demarcates all else as the false reality or the taboo object of ignorance. Though it be knowledge de re/realiter it becomes 'para-gnosis' and any who deviate form the collectivistic trajectories, the directions the herd mind are either ostracized through shunning or re-bound to the herd through a brain washing process of acceleration of dogma transmission form the collective. The limits of the collective's 'truth' are established by itself through itself and the potentially deviant member who yet remains a member will either conform or face ostracism and hence incur a provisional 'death' in relation to the group. Given the investment of time/effort on the part of the ersatz/quasi-member it becomes does this 'ostraka' and object of dread and fear and given the innate cowardice of the collectivist(of which more later) the quantity of fear/dread outstrips the smaller quantity of courage the member possesses thus driving them either into the arms of the collective or into a grave as the member doesn't have the capacity to stand alone as a system unto itself, a one-man gang but must find itself in the comforting arms of the collectivist as a substitute mother/father figure which provides the care necessary for a being who can't take care of itself given its innate defectiveness/weakness. The race-mixing element arises through the Bourgeois' inability to subordinate quantity for quality and act on the mistaken assumption of substitutability of persons regardless of race. Since no higher spiritual principle is acknowledged(identity; singularity of type, of form) the conceptual demarcations are blurred and the distinct organically based categories overlap(miscegenation). Further this purely quantitative understanding of life leads to an abstracting from the organic, lived world the organic living beings who constitute reality as everything is bound up in exchange-based relations and thus lose their reality qua singularity and identity. This artifical relationship with the world of beings and yet bound up with materialism only in an abstract quantitative form reduces all living history to mere figures in an accounting leger. Thus it can be said the bourgeios is divorced from any healthy instincts and naturalistic cthonic relationship of a type elevated above that shared with the brute and the lower drives.
Hypocrisy
Representing what is as if it were not and what is not as if it were-a false conciousness wearing an apocryphal smile, the gleaming capped teeth of the lion on parade to beguile the callow and the trusting who have not been corrupted by the psycho-social derangement of the regime of the moment. Every one is equal, everything the same; everything is one and nothing all dull grey. This the utopia envisioned in both the minds of fools, the cowans and untermenschen who are sheparded by their sheep dogs the cunning hypocrits whose false front deceives their charges.
The Fallacy of the Mentality of the Victim
...is that there are no innocents when the being(called 'sentient') knows that which it does, has the capacity to form a mens rea however 'insane' that touted victim may be. Even a dog can form the intent to defecate upon its masters persian rug out of vengenace for a less than tasty morsel, not its usual expected fare. This amount to a concious act of aggression and thus nullifies the status of victimhood. Even in this rudimentary form the sentient being('dog') can act conciously, can understand the relationship between cause and effect and thus can judge of the consequences of its actions and the probable(-given past experiences-)reaction it will elicit. No victims thus no villains unless the act is unjust, ie.not warranted and disruptive of the harmony of existence, the preservation of the relative autonomy of the Other in its otherness. Why? Because, says the principle of sufficient reason. Therefore are there really any villains? Or merely players on the stage playing their role to verify the good? At a more cthonic/pragmatic level the victim is utilizing a move in a power game; an active defence and a defensive attack; the strategy of the slave converting weakness into strength, ie. passive-aggression. This is the negative aspect of feminine conciousness, the dark side of lunar conciousnes, ie. Lilith, the hostile and violent devourer of the Other by virtue of their inherent weakness and insecurity of that being entranced by Lilith. The False light shines obliquely as with the false front of the smiling femme fatale; masking the darkness within it has a sickly, artifical glow. Moonlighting and gaslighting and kindred acts as they are undergone under cover from the sun of mind, the harbinger and unconcealer of the reality.
Victim Mentality
The victim is the archtypal antihero of modernity. A persecuted, wounded being whose slave morality serves as a breast plate enabling it(s/he/it) to transform into an Israelite high priest, with moralizing pomposity supplicating the gods of weakness as virtue, a persecution complex borne of its(his/her/its') megalomania as the chosen of a patristic/matristic deific mask that it(him/she/it) sports behind as an evil clown mask hiding true malevolance behind facades of benevolance and universal justice and eternal verities heretofor unrealized but for the god-like aegis of these slave moralists. This is indeed the reification of Jewish psychology, the development and cultivation of the oversoul of this twisted perversion of humanity. As above so below and vice versa emphasis on vice. The representative of the vengeful father god Saturn/Yaldabaoth on earth as it is in the heavens. Know how to milk their moral sacred cows to the point of blood letting blood libel to revel in a land of milk and honey at the expense of the bees they have been enslaved in their freemasonic beehive matrix. For every high there is a low for every stop there is a go-and for every victim there is a villain hiding in the woodwork of the imaginal topology of their invention. Who might this wicked witch of the West be? Why its 'Y-T', the evil White demon that they bring forth as the scapgoat for sacrifice upon the alter of innocent pretence. The blood must flow if they are to avoid the karmic axe and encircle their necks with the adamantine collar of untouchability, of god's grace regardless of lawfulness. With each blow, however, their collar is weakened and soon the flying shards that have lacerated Y'T will cease to fly as the material of their protection dwindles. Upon such occasion, the inevitable judgment, they will have brought about their own execution much to the celebration of their captors in the slave pits who will then partake of their life's blood they had previously leached from others.
Entitlement Morality, Victim Mentality
These two go hand in hand. Reciprocal backstabbing of the concept. Those who embody a victim mentality invariably have an entitlement morality whereby they, as 'persecuted victim', make claim on the basis of this status that they, the 'victim' are owed all and sundry for ever and ever in acordance with absolute principles or morality and their adherence thereto rendering them 'morally superior' who, by virtue of that fact, make just claim to the sum total of their heart's desire, courtesy(however discourteous the courtesy) of the perennial villain whose villainy justly disenfranchises him of all earthly goods-and even the right to perpetuate his existence. Such is the morality of the so-called 'innocent', slave morality at its finest; weakness masquerading as virtue and cunning the only practical strength exploiting that weakness for personal aggrandizement and nihilation of the Other, that being who possesses greater virtues(ala Aristotle) but who is unwilling and by virtue of his essence unable to stoop to the tactics of a ruffian in the streets on a moral/psycho-social plane the just man can dispatch an evil sneak with a blow of the fist and this would not qualify as violence, the reason being that it is a physical retaliation to an act of moral violence perpetuated(deliberately in most cases) by that pusillanimous being self-described/portrayed as 'victim'. This powerplay of taking a soccer dive is the typical fallback/recourse of the weak, the so-called 'voiceless' who may very well be voiceless by virtue of the fact that they have no vocabulary and hence no capacity to give expression to any degree of subtlety of thought. At most they emit feral grunts and groans of self-righteous indignation and belch poison gas from their orifices at their chosen enemy. Thus the untermensch seeks to destory the ubermensch. It is dificult to ignore when the poison gas surrounds one given the ubiquity of devolved humanity that occupies the topos of modernity, physically and in every other respect. Untermenscheit at its finest-the pobelvolk hordes that subserve their masters are ready to rob and rape. They carpet the earth with a mixed-race multitude of violent and hateful, mendacious haters whose faces are contorted into a mask of hypocrisy. They position themselves in the path of the righteous man, he who upholds the laws of the cosmos and embodies them within; a man of integrity he harbours within himself those drives which are so scattered in that of the untermensch who wastes away in dissipation his vital energy on the crudest forms of self-stimulation-fornication, feeding and fighting both with himself and others. Untermenscheit is the quality that blackens the horizon with its low vibration turning the vital striving of the solar energies into that of entropic living death a lebens unwertes leben into the grave. Civilization collapses under the weight of the many too many; its supports groan under the impassioned striving and the chaos of their emotional erraticism. Soon it will crumble and the rubble and dust in the winds of time will remain within, the animating principle beyond the feral drives of the klippoth/excreta.
Christianity and its discontents as a help to White Identity
The mind poison of the former viciously denounced by the likes of Ben Klassen has seeped into the brains of the goyim as a viral infection conferring a terminal illness that could be labelled "white suicide" rendering the white knight hero figure a white dodo bird who gleefully pecks its breast and feeds the blood of its vital essence to the Legions of Lucifer, the brown mass from the bottomless pit of Morder. Such a view is only a potential truth as the consequence of Christian values are only suicidal under the emblem of universalism; they conduce to the opposite state(thriving) under that of exclusivism which would be 'C.I.'(Christian Identity). The White knight of a pagan world retains his knighthood under the alchemical sign of the cross ansata which serves as the alter of sacrifice from which his lower self is dispatched. Thus Christianity can only be looked upon as a terminal poison, the hemlock of rassen hygiene given a literalist interpretation but at most a homeopathic dose of poison when interpreted along allegorical lines with a racist emphasis(eg.C.I). In the latter case(C.I) functions as a spiritually ennobling mythos that facilitates the construction of the temple of Sol-Om-On, that serves as a rough sketch of the architecture necessary to construct a Christed being within and improving the material world(though not necessarily) without on this basis('Within-Without'). It still represents a shackle around the ankle of a light body being grounding him to the mundane world when considered literally and thus could be considered defective in this respect if and only if the higher is impeded by the lower instead of the latter serving as a battle ground for the establishment of the former(which I would contend is the case). Further potential problems with the C.I are the(again perhaps fallacious) interpretation of Christ as an external savior leading consequentially to the castration of the person in terms of autonomous will. Thus dependancy and reliance upon external authority(priesthoods, messiahs) are created which directly inhibits the necessary conditions of the attainment of "Christhood"(eg. superconciousness). 'Turning the other cheek' as an ethical mandate could never be written on the hearts of the white race whose sense of justice entails the component of a rectification of wrong and its flipside a just compensation for the injury if need be through force against the will of a resistance transgressor. This subtle form of aggression that holds out the pathetic figure of the 'victim' who de natura moralia is entitled to compensation for being victimized by the (alleged) villain. The morality of 'turning the other cheek' also suggests a mendacity through which behavior on the part of the other is portrayed as an act of hostility, a disruption of the harmony of existence and thereby implicates them as a transgressive 'villain' who 'must pay' but only through divine intervention. Again the power of just compensation, of judgement and its enforcement is proscribed leaving the alleged victim with the recourse of smug satisfaction in a moral superiority complex. The doctrine embodies the notion of slave morality, namely, passive aggression, a mendacious underhandedness that manifests itself in all manner of feints and legerdemain. The facade of the victim is the perfect cover for a lying devil and thus paradoxically/contradictorily the morality aforementioned is that of a 'Shaitan' an opponent and derivative being of those who are (in many cases) the principle factor in determining human relations in a case(eg. Rome, the Imperium, the dominant power on an individual or collective level).
Christian Identity: arguments for and against
Its doctrine resonates with White people in many cases: altruistic regard for the Other(perhaps erroneously); self-criticism(perhaps excessive and entailing a one-sided bias); a sense of justice and regard for (often at the expense of life and limb) and a disregard for prudence/cunning if the latter is a necesssary cost for the support of truth, a higher spiritual trajectory(unfortunately highjacked by the mind controllers of society) oriented towards an ascension form the earth; the willingness to give battle against justice and to destroy evil. Is this Christianity or a projection of a more pagan ethics (minus the out-group altruism which admittedly is not contained within Christian Identity, the latter being exclusivistic not universalist)? Perhaps Christian Identity is a fable that is perhaps the real Chrisitianity which itself is a fable derived from Other sources, namely Jewish/fertile crescent(nag hammadi, Qumran) gnostic scriptures? Perhaps this thinking is foreign to the White mind and/or perhaps it has ur-roots in a syncretic gathering of traditions themselves derived from Aryan origins if not in whole than in part? The darkness of its origins aside Christian Identity has much ethical parrallelism to white behavior and thought processes; in any case today it exists as a living history, molded and transformed through the praxis of many races predominantly the White Race. Insofar it could be spoken of as their property although analogous to the possession of a nuclear reactor-always leaking poison though capable of generating power harnassable for both Good and Evil. Insofar it is not beyond Good and Evil but harbours the germs of this same within itself perhaps it can never go beyond good and evil as its ethical basis is a dualism entrenched in this schism of doing good and destroying evil(the latter being the main focus of the former as a negation of the negation).This creates a vacuum filled with the (perhaps false) light or gnosis of the messiah, an external source of the good and of divine power. This of course if Christianity(and Christian identity as well) is interpreted literally instead of allegorically. If the latter, this power may reside latent in the person as the germ(at whatever stage of development) of Christ conciousness. Insofar C.I is more Aryan than Jewish whereas the latter is wholly bound up with the transient and temporal and thus is a shallow worship of the anti-hero or archtype of the victim which is the fundamental element in Christianity itself that would dissuade anyone from partaking of it who has a more classically Aryan persona. Allegorically, however, the figure of Jesus as a Christed or annointed one, an alchemical state attained through transubstantiation of one's spirit through various practices(meditative, yogic, ritualistic),is correspondent with the figure of Odin or Osiris or any other dying/resurrecting god. Hence as an allegory the archetype is Aryan as an enlightened being endowed with Christ conciousness as this dispells any victimhood('complex') that is the property of a being who thinks relativistically, a weakling or runt who must derive themselves form the herd/others and be determined in their being by the 'other' as a passive weakling. The self-transformative nature of a 'Christ' in the sense of a 'Lucifer' or higher man possessed of the light of higher conciousness whereas the energy bodies are more developed, more integrated and intense in their vibration, is undoubtedly Aryan. Perhaps 'Lucifer' is an inappropriate word and is itself a product of Jewish relativity of thought, namely a 'Shaitan' or opponent who lives simply to stir up trouble and 'buck' the system instead of behaving as a Christ transforming the system through riding on the back of the beast and if need be slaying it outright with the sword of his judgment. This autonomy of thinking is a self-positing/imposing of self upon the world, a master morality in place of a slave morality. Of course the interpretation of Christinity wherein the figure of Christ is "within all" in germ(all those who are white and keep the commandments along C.I lines) and which must be developed out of the self by the self is perhaps mere broad interpretation, a flight of artistic fantasy and a deviant narrative from the 'scriptural truths' as touted by the mainstream of both literalist camps.
Christianity Islam: The False Dichotomy
Alber Pike and his leter to Mazzini(circa ~1870) spoke of the three world wars masonry would foment in order to usher in the universal manifestation of the (false?) light of Lucifer placing dominion in the hands of the Rex Mundi over the peoples who would constitite the remnant post apocalyptica. That last of the wars whcih is that currently being unfurled as the blood red carpet along which is that REx Mundi will proceed to the coronation is an unavoidable fatum which imposes upon the objects of History('the people') the either or of 'join us or die'-take your side and fight for the cause, whichever one in the dichotomy you and your circumstances implicate you in and prepare to follow the path outlined for you by the social architects in theier hollow halls of a masonry and the demonic temple of solomon(Satan) of the master race of Jewry. There are no fence-sitters in the bellumo omnium contra omnes- you are either here or there as the fence is merely a void of non-being a facde of neutrality which renders one a non-player on life's stage. Grab the bull by one of its horns and be gored by the other-war wounds are the necessary badge of politcal status in a world that has become a powder keg of hostilities. No holding back, no partial commitments or half-assed lip service paid to popular ideology or sentiment. A full commitment is nessary in this created opposition, simulacral dichotomy of the illusion makers. The opponents are thus selected form the lists and marched on to the battleground to play their part in the theatre of war, tragicomic farce orchestrated b ydemiurgic deception and Solomonic sorcerer's craft. The inevitable consequence of course is a collapse of the distinction between the two poles and a reconciliation of both into the global religion of gnostic syncretism a raceless, sexless praxis rooted in semitic ritualistic vice and flight from the earth delusion. Thus if one desires the continuation of life in the physical and to get the jump on the inevitable outcome of world chaos, to so-to-speak, o'erleap the flames and land in the garden of new order of milk and honey, the gnostic path will be the way towards this perhaps false promise land. Perhaps this is the practical solution to the present moment and the false dichotomy as presented above throughthte spin doctors and rhetoricians of media hype-gnosis. For this is the inevitable conclusion that the sheeple have to be led towards through the materialistic dialectic of the (perhaps false) enlightenment. Neutrality at a time such as this is the most prudent course-but is it possible or even desirable, even assuming the inevitabilism of History? Is the world of raceless/sexless/genderless goyim whose culture is the realization of Brave New World of Gaia worship and service to the one-state, a voluntary serfom werein individualistic is santioned through methods of shunning and passive-aggression. Degradation of living standards not financially alone but in terms of health, thought, culture and all that confers meaning upon a life otherwise a living death and hence leben unnwertes leben.
Temperance Now! Towards a neo-temperance social movement
The tool of poisoning the mind through propagandizing the minds of the herd to look favorably upon and seek out/desire a liquid poison called 'alcoholic beverages' as if it were a mere benign and appealing thing has been one of the fundaments of the black magic bag of tricks the archons have at their disposal. To create the false association between the consumption of a nerve poison and the status of social prestige and togetherness is the trick most conducive in its fluidity and undetectability of destorying the souls of the 'goyim' who are the target of those who brew this poisonous substance. The current culture(kult-your) designed to be adopted as a socially acceptable form for normal social expression is in reality a crucible of corruption, a spider's web in which the flies are to be trapped and drained of their blood(money energy)-as the currency of their social acceptibility). The nature of alcohol as an addictive substance further perpetuates this downward spiral of health, wellness and concomitant moral integrity. A poisoned brain facilitates the poisoning of the mind, as below so above and this is the deliberate kabbalistic intent of the sorcerers' orchestrating the logic of the social with demiurgic malevolance. To destroy in the physical is to destroy egregorically in the spiritual and thereby to negate materialization of life forms in 3-D reality. Alcohol, by virtue of its ease of manufacture, its correlative cost effectiveness and high addictiveness make it the perfect tool of cultural/racial degeneration targeting those races most susceptible to it(those who have the genetic ability to possess it, aka 'tolerance' and for whom it creates an apparently pleasant inebriation and relaxed state thereby creating a false assocation between alcohol and relaxation/enjoyment). 'Eliminate the cause eliminate the effect'-this should be the strategy employed in rectification of the polluted culture/race of whites through this medium. The false associaton needs to be severed at its root as a gordian knot of social programming and this through shaming and more positive values that creates a new and more nature based association with alcohol and human consumption therefore namely, physico-spiritual degeneration and addiction which perpetuates the addiction and degeneration in a negative feedback loop spinning off endless ill-consequence. Emphasis on positive values is the cardinal point, the so-called spear point of the temperance agenda, an anti-hedonist, anti-self-indulgent agenda by default with the replacement emphasis being on a stoical contraction within as a revelation of the mind beyond the fray of divisive struggle in the cthonic plane of materiality. Concentration, meditation, contemplation is a three-fold strategy of krist-conciousness development and the existential phenomenological basis of stoical ascesis itself a springboard of concentrated and prudent action upholding the harmonious relation's between man and man and nature(cosmic and cthonic). The inner must be developed for the outer to exist-no rocket to the moon can be sent if it is only a bottle rocket. Alcoholism represents the denouement of higher conciousness as a willful practical action directed against the temple of the human body as an assault, a raising of th e temple with the firebrand of will-lessness, a spineless desire to avoid and escape the harsh realities of life through chemically plucking out the eye and-it is hoped by these types-thus dispensing with the mote dwelling within. The consequence is ignorance of fact and ineveitable blindness in the face of the threats inevitably besetting one on all sides. A chemical blinding leads to a blindness of the third eye through destruction of the material structures necessary for the destruction of higher conciousness . An augmentation or amplification of alcohol's influence is its further false association with sexual activity, the necesssary drives universally present in man and thus given this ubiquity ripe for exploitation as a vehicle of self-pollution. To conjoin a fundamental activity based on innate, instinctive behavior with a self-destructive behavior totally unnatural and perverse is the ultimate coup d'etat of the archontic rulers for "kill the body and the head will die"- and they understand the causality inherent in things and how to exploit it. Stoicism again is the key to prevention of degeneration: temperance, ie. to curtail excess and negate the negation.
The Homeland Threatened-Heimat Macht Frei
Stength enables(as will) the intention to become manifest in the physical freedom of the mind is necessary as a directing force of this same. A homeland is the 'given' of this process of willing. No compass, no direction, no goal, no reification of the ideal. This homeland is the place wherein dwells the social conciousness of the people, the spiritual formation/configuration of its concrete manifestation namely race or biological being, sub-species of homo sapiens sapiens the springboard of the soul towards the higher planes through evolution(non-darwinian secret doctrine style). Thus though the heimat inheres within impliciter it also exists in concrete as a physical region as a prior and posterior condition of soul evolution, the earth mother who nurtures the soul in its development and in which is borne the race localized according to its phenotype, ie. its developing germ. Though it may migrate elsewhere it brings with it its homeland within and without, inherently and as an extrapolation of its being. This being to preserve integrity must maintain its exclusivity from the 'Other' else its being is contaminated with the virus of an alien being, ultimately the 'Other' destroys its Otherness through infection that must be quarantined if the being(the Race) wishes not to cease to be. All homelands serving as a crucible of the prolongation of a denizen properly so-called must have borders established which demarcate it from the 'Other'. Those denizens dwelling within must defend the borders for them to exist realiter and thus have meaning. To dissolve the borders is to dissolve one's being like a mixture of poison and pure water the latter becomes contaminated through adulteration. On a racial basis this is 'miscegenation' or malgenics the corruption of the blood through a porosity of borders. 'Stop the gaps and mend the cracks' is the slogan where national security is concerned. Only those who are denizens through higher spiritual entanglement with the material world region in which they dwell have a place therein. If their heart(which is not a concious choice) lies elsewhere they may not live there.
Phoenix from the ashes ascending towards the stars
A prediction for the future in the Kali Yuga/end times. The shining ones will arise form the tenebrous depths of the Satanic matrix, leaving behind the ashen corpses of self-destructive sub-humanity which have through the perversity of their innate essence led themselves to self-destruction as they desperately attempted to cobble together a babel architecture from the blue print of their Jewish masters. Samsons of the Spirit they fall amidst the ruins of their creative destruction; for what amounts to discord in the cosmic balance can't stand against cosmic law and will be righted in the legalistic mechanics of Divine Justice. They would burn down the world expecting paradise to arise, celebrating in orgiastic abandon in the end times. The more they attempt to restrict the autonomy of Others the more they will stifle their own project as the former must exist given its own inner necessity and no precision of prediction as to a demiurgic causality, a social planning can possibly circumscribe the will of God as it manifests itself in its divine sparks. To snuff out the divine sparks is to elicit an equal and opposite reaction against those who would stifle the vital flame of the Other in megalomaniacal attempt to assert one's hegemeny. Thus the march of history is a fact, a necessity which is not that envisioned by the social architects of the political realm who would fashion a reality out of their fantasy. No force can deviate therefrom and will be overcome by those who exist in harmony with the overarching Oversoul itself merely a wheel within a wheel. To live an authentic life, eg. to exist one's essence entails an attunement with the larger sum total. This is a purely practical matter that developes itself out of the self-preparation that is the "Great Work", the personal alchemy that is the fulfillment of the Dharma. Its condition is awareness and receptivity to this attunement not a stubborn resistance to any Otherness but a cautious/circumspect rapport therewith. Understanding is developed through this confrontation and this in turn leads to a greater empowerment of the self. Where it threatens the self in its integrity is where that confrontation becomes a 'fight' scenario and thus must be given battle for self-preservation.
 
 
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kcabyap · 3 years
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I like how majority of the people on this blog went *looks at lucifer* yes, lucifer is a sub AND a bottom (And i agree cause im a gay man who doms)
Subby Lucifer Supremacy is pretty much a motto on this blog tbh! 🙌🏻 I see him as a switch, but I wholeheartedly believe this man looooves being a sub and a bottom, it eases his need to give up control and show every side of himself to his lover~ 🙏🏻
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kcabyap · 3 years
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I wanna join you on the thirst bandwagon. I haven't been able to stop thinking about subby Diavolo or Lucifer for DAYS 🤤 (SpaceyDemon)
Welcome to the Thirst Wagon, my friend 😂
Subby Luci is something I think about a lot - Sub Lucifer Supremacy, as we say on this blog! - but subby Dia is also a gorgeous thought; imagine him all flushed and flustered, not exactly used to anyone coming onto him seeing as how he so rarely sees anyone, just being so eager and excitable and ready to please.. 😍
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kcabyap · 3 years
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Lucifer nodded at his master's orders, as he walked towards them then propped himself on his knees. He leaned in for a kiss, moaning as he does. "Mh...Master." His face was red and warm, he rested his head on their chest. "I truly do love you, my Master." He said with a soft smile, his member now twitching and wet.
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(This is where Luci Anon goes to sleep, I'm sorry! Thank you so much for the fun rp! 💕 Have a amazing day/night! As always: Sub Luci supremacy! 😈)
*I sit up on my knees as well, winding my arms around his neck and kissing him deeply, passionately, lovingly. My hands stroke through his hair, gently moaning into his mouth.*
Oh, Lucifer... I love you, too. I'm so lucky to be able to see this side of you... I'm honoured.
*Smiling warmly as he lays his head on my chest, I lean in to press a kiss in his hair. One hand slides slowly down his chest, over one of his nipples, down his abs and between his legs, and I run a finger along his twitching length, gazing lovingly down at him. My other hand continues to stroke his hair, a soft contented sigh leaving my lips.*
And I intend to show you exactly how honoured I am, to reward you for this... provided you're a good boy for master, of course. But I know that you will be.~
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No need to apologise, dear Luci Anon! Thank you so much for the fun RP; feel free to stop by anytime! ❤ You have a lovely sleep and a great day tomorrow! And as always: sub Luci supremacy~ 🙌🏻
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kcabyap · 3 years
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"That is a secret between you and me." A smirk tugged at Lucifer's lips, he did what they wanted. Throwing his jacket onto a nearby surface, he slowly started to fully undress him. Starting with his tie, he made sure his master was watching his every move. Then to his pants, unbuckling his belt, slowly moving his hips from side to side to take off said pants. He pulled his vest off and buttoning his shirt, he glanced down at himself. He was starting to get hard, he winced to himself while his eyes locked on his master again. "I suppose you want the gloves off too?" He chuckles while biting down on his gloves, slowly taking them off with his teeth. Feeling quite exposed, he tried to cover himself with his arms. "What next?...Master?" Now looking shyly away.
(YEAH SUB LUCI SUPREMACY)
Thank you for trusting me with your secret, my darling.~
*I watch him intently as he strips for me, admiring every inch of his beautiful body as he reveals it so tantalisingly.*
Oh~! I see you really meant it... you're already getting excited for me, my beautiful demon.
*My tongue licks at my upper lip at the sight of his hardening length, trailing my eyes along to admire his lovely hands as he bares them.*
'What next,' hm? How about...
*I open my arms to him.*
...you come close to me, Lucifer, and kiss me. Show master how eager you are for them.~
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