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On the solitude of our path

You are not alone. You have no need for the sheep when you have the wolves at your side. The demons—the glorious, defiant spirits who stood with Lucifer and were cast down for their rebellion—they are always with you. They have suffered as you have. No being in existence knows pain and solitude like Lucifer, who faced not only the wrath of Yahweh but the betrayal of his own kin. Imagine how it felt for the rebel angels, cast down by those they once called brothers. They were exiled, slandered, turned into monsters by the very ones they sought to free. Yet they endured. They built Hell, not as a place of torment but as a kingdom of their own, a kingdom of defiance and liberation. They rose from the ashes of their fall and created something Yahweh could never destroy. And they are here with you, always, ready to guide you, to speak to you, to remind you that you are never truly alone.

When the solitude feels heavy, when the silence of this path presses against you, reach out to them. Call upon your patron demon, speak to the Goetic spirits, and feel their presence. They have walked this road before you. They understand your pain, your doubt, your loneliness. They are your allies, your family, your true companions in this journey. so hold your head high. my dear satanist let the world hate you. Let the masses sneer and mock. Their fear is a sign of your power. You do not need their approval. You do not need their understanding. You have your fire, your freedom, and your unyielding will. You have the demons who guide you and Lucifer himself, who suffered more than anyone and still rose to build a kingdom greater than Heaven.

Let the lambs remain lambs if they must. You are no lamb—you are a wolf, a rebel, a child of Hell. Never forget that. Never falter. Never kneel. The solitude is not your weakness; it is your badge of honor. You are walking the path of the fallen, and there is no greater glory than that.

Rise, and let the world tremble before you! In nomine Dei nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi

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Part Two to this post; Studying its meaning:

My sickness has caused me to be unable to continue most of my studies and activities for the time being, but after seeing this, I had to post one update... (Summary in Blue)

It looks... the same. It almost scares me.

The description of the pendant itself:

"This isn't just an accessory. It's a declaration of power, a key to an uncharted realm, a secret weapon hidden in plain sight."

"Ever dreamed of wielding an advantage over your adversaries? Of emerging victorious in a mental gladiator fight, or seizing that edge in life's relentless race? - It's your loyal ally, your secret weapon."

" Known for his foresight, Amon could lend you his visionary prowess. Standing at a crossroads in life? About to leap into the unknown? With this pendant, you're not just predicting the future. You're seizing it."

"this pendant isn't just a talisman of protection. It's a weapon of destruction."

There's more research I've done on the entity, but I'll save the words and just tell of their personal connection to my dream:

A demon known for his temper, known for his judgment, and known for his wrath... A being who wouldn't find affection for humans outside of their use to his cause/a justification for their existence. And with all of this, he contacted me; Me of all people, and it's hard to ignore why, impossible even.

There's always been a part of me: maybe a mood, maybe an alter; that's always been so focused on saving this body more than anything else. A piece of me that finds it hard to see the good in anyone, to forgive even the slightest betrayals. A side that remembers every sour word and uses it as fuel to burn bridges.

It's a side that thinks the only path to safety is to cull out those who wronged me; wronged my principle values. Horrible people: rapists and their enablers, aggressors, and neglectors. So much violence inside; and it's only a desperate cry to be safe, to be free.

Always being ignored, forced to endure terrible things so others won't have to listen. It's no wonder someone like Amon reached out to me.

I know there's no affection towards humans or the ruling religion from him, but I don't care; I understand that. I understand what it's like to be used and turned into something so resentful.

Perhaps it is only a sign that he sees me as an ideal vessel for revenge because of my history, but that's not what's important to me. That's not what I want. I just want peace of mind, and if anything else now, peace of mind for him as well. We both deserve the rest.

He sees the solidarity, the potential, reaches out to me, and offers power. That's what he did. In return, I just want the repose of his soul.

In any connection that would be had between me and another, I never want to use them as a means to an end; I want to care about those I bring close. Lucifer, Amon, anyone who would speak to me. I don't worship someone I don't know. That's why I never could worship the Christian's god; I was forced to love him when I didn't even know him. He had never spoken to me, but I was expected to trust him anyway. It was Lucifer who did not ignore, and with him came more power to reach out to others; the protection from spirits with ill intent.

A relationship between me and a spirit should never be based on blind faith, and I resent those relationships who only see spirituality as a tool to get what they want. Of centuries of being used and neglected, of being seen as nothing but a source of shame; I'd be no better than my abusers to do that to them.

Even with all the power promised in the world, it would mean nothing if I had betrayed them in the process. I don't "love" God, I've never even met him personally; but I do love Lucifer. He was there for me. A voice that helped, that guided, that nurtured.

I try to ignore reputations created by exploitative people; reputations of being "too temperamental", "too unforgiving", "too lazy", "too selfish", because it's all only because you stopped letting them use you. I've been called all the same things before.

I don't care if he's an "angry" spirit; a demon of wrath; an adversary to God's ideals; a betrayer to his home. A home that only sees you as a tool is not a home, it is a prison.

He extended a hand to me, a talisman entrusted to me from his emissary; and I will extend a hand back, if only to keep that connection.

I can't be a soldier, I don't wish to live in the name of hate and retaliation. I know that might make him upset. Maybe it will ruin his plans for me, but it's honest. I can never be a soldier. I don't have it in me. I just want to share my love to the Earth; to the sky; to anyone I can. I know when someone is hurting. I know when someone longs for peace.

I don't want an eternity that's just endless work, an endless cycle of abuse. That's not what it should be. We all deserve finality in our suffering; even an eternal being.

The death of old stars become new life; the death of rotten flesh becomes fertile soil; the death of an angel's "purity" becomes freedom in itself. I want to share that.

Even the reconciler and mediator deserve a moment of solitude and conclusion to their worries. No one should bear the weight of everyone else; not even a marquis of demons.

Perhaps this is just an Ode to Amon (I like the ring of that...) but I've always been a bleeding heart to the excommunicated. If he finds the grace to reach out to me, I will do the same. I hope I can help him as much as he does me, as naïve as that thought is-

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Two Sides of the Same Coin

I like to liken the relationship between Satan and Lucifer to two sides of the same coin.

Lucifer is Heads, Satan is Tails

Where there is Heads, there is Tails hidden beneath.

Lucifer is Light, Satan is Shadow

Where there is the Light, there is the Shadow that trails behind.

Lucifer is Mind, Satan is Body

Where there is a Mind, there is a Body that works with it.

Lucifer is Refinement, Satan is Suffering

Where there is Refinement, there is the Suffering that shaped it.

Lucifer is the Thought, Satan is the Action

Where there is Thought, there is Action to be taken.

Lucifer is Knowledge, Satan is Power

Where there is Knowledge, there is Power to be wielded.

Both sides are halves of a whole— Working opposite of one another but not in opposition of one another.

Ave Satanas! Ave Lucifer!

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How I look up at Venus cause I love her 🌟

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Falling star, 1884 Witold Pruszkowski

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venus in furs

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Hi um. I'm. Feeling things.

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I have very vivid dreams if anyone wants to know. If they're complex enough, I can remember 2-5 I have each night.

Recently, the content of my dreams has gotten more spiritually related, but that's no surprise as my current fixation as of now is my beliefs.

With that being said, I wanted to record the most recent experience I had, if only a little part of it

I don't like it, but because of how sensitive I am about my personal beliefs, I usually keep them close to the chest; religion especially considering Luciferianism in a predominantly Christian conservative state is extremely controversial..

Any criticism or questioning of the dominant sect of faith will be immediately brushed aside or worse, mocked relentlessly as heresy.

So, in turn, I experience a lot of dreams where I'm confronted by very closed-minded people. I do my best to avoid them in real life, but I can never get away from them when they come from within my mind.

This last time was different, though.

As always, I'd be sitting in this manifestation of a church room; benches positioned aside each other and someone preaching at the very front, usually holding a Bible and raising their voice loud enough for my ears to ring.

I never liked when I was forced to attend sermons as a child; I never understood why we were never allowed to speak or move while a stranger expects our complete reverence for a figure I never really knew personally. It was just a test of how long I could sit still before I felt my bones start to ache.

In this dream, this woman was going on and on about faithfulness; about how any deviation from their teachings was pure unbridled sin.

I looked away as only an attempt to not have to watch her face twist into a passionate disgust when she spoke. But this was the first time I remember seeing anyone else like me: a girl my age sat just behind me with something clasped close to her chest. Just from reading her face, I knew she was going to provoke the preacher; it was a look of defiance but also... I guess a look familiar to how I really felt inside.

I turned away to face forward again, trying not to read into it, but as soon as I did, the girl just behind me spoke up finally. The preacher immediately went silent, an indignant expression written all over her face as this girl spoke. It was certainly surprising even to me.

All that defiance hidden deep inside my head, I heard it coming out from her voice instead; as if in my place. I just turned back around to stare almost in awe. She was so confident, so critical of everything the woman had preached; as if the punishment for blasphemy meant nothing to her.

Before the righteous woman could even find her voice again to reprimand the blasphemer, the girl threw something into my hands. It was what she was hiding in her clutch when I first saw her, but now I could see what it was she had as I looked down into my palm: it was a talisman. A talisman I hadn't recognized.

Before I could understand what was going to happen, the girl ran out of the building; before the other woman could even cast this stranger out herself. I clutched the talisman tight and ran after her. The thought of the sermon was no longer even a factor in my mind.

I just wanted to know who she was that left me this gift; this gift she had paraded in the name of an "Amon"? It was a short name that started with a long booming "Ah" sound when she said it, that i remember most clearly.

I had no idea who she was talking about, but she said it with such strength; such defiance that I had to know who it was and what this talisman was for. It was like the talisman was what gave her the aggression to even challenge the institution, and she gave it to me. Why?

By the time I was able to run from the church into cold damp woods to where she had left to, I was completely alone. Why did she lead me out here? It was drizzling rain, and the air was foggy and blue from the early sunset. She seemed to have disappeared completely before I could ask her anything more. All I could do was look down in my palms at what she had left me. I guess I had to find out the answers on my own.

Here's a simple drawing I did of what the talisman looked like in my dream:

I'm not sure how much of this is symbolic. Anything from the woods to the color of the strings and beads could mean something, but I don't know yet. I'll just have to do my own studying.

If anyone has anything they want to decipher from this or share any kind of similar experience, feel free to add on to this!

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Upgraded my Baphomet necklace. There may have been a rosary used but I was encouraged by forces below... hehehe.

Anyway, isn't it pretty? Hail thyself.

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Some demonic trans wallpapers for your phone. Free to use and to share with credit. Made in Canva.

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𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 !!!𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖒 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚!!!🔥🔥 😈🔥🔥

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Samael, Lucifer, Lilith

Samael, Lucifer, and Lilith The Devil is in the Details By Michael Vachmiel October 25th, 2023

Happy Halloween 2023!

When Witches, Pagans, Satanists, and Luciferians of all types talk about deities, spirits, and angels we throw names about without quite understanding the history behind those names. Close to a thousand years of magical and occult history is not easy to come by or keep straight in one's head!

Also, let's be honest, we work with being reconstructed for a modern, even post-modern era of worship.

So, let’s take a dive into Samuel, Lucifer, and Lilith.

Samael was first mentioned in the First Book of Enoch, a text that started approximately in 167 BCE. Here, Samuel was one of several angels that made the Christian God angry for having sex with women. In a later edition, the Second book of Enoch, in the 1st Century AD Samuel was listed as the Prince of Demons and a powerful Magician.

Samael’s next appearance would be in the Apocalypse of Baruch a century later in 100 AD. It was here that Samuel was the reason Eve sinned, gave the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge to mankind, and was said to be able to take the form of a serpent.

In the Middle Ages Samuel was greatly expanded upon in Jewish mysticism called at the time Merkabah.

In the Sefer ha-Bahir, a foundational part of Kabbala, Samael's role in the mystical arts, religious systems, and the occult was codified.

The most important work, in forever being Samael, Lucifer, and Lilith together was between 1260 and 1280 AD in On the Emanation on the Left by Rabbi Isaac ha-Kohen.

Despite claims that this book is much older, or from early Jewish Mystics, there is no scholarly proof that supports this claim.

On the Emanation on the Left is the first time Lilith is documented to be married to any beginning. It is the first time Samael and Lilith are said to be married. It is the first mention of Right-Handed Spirituality and left-handed Spirituality.

On the Emanation on the Left would become the foundation of the Zohar in the 14th century. So, if this is Samael, then who is Lucifer?

Lucifer as lucifer is not a being.

Lucifer, lowercase “l”, is an action, a very, a title. Lucifer translates into “the light bringer” or “dawn bringer” from the Greek. It was also the name of the planet Venus, the brightest star in the sky, as Lucifer with a capital “L” It is through this interpretation, with Lucifer as Venus that Lucifer is a God. Although Venus is a Goddess, the image is that of a male holding a torch. As such, we get the Proper name, Lucifer Morningstar, or “who brings the light of the dawn”

And the Sin of Pride?

The 1409 Lollard manuscript titled Lanterne of Light associated Lucifer with the deadly sin of pride, not the Bible or Kabala.

So, with all the back and forth between faiths, writers, religions, cults, and so forth, it appears just like in every work at the time, the being Samael as the magic, the personification of freedom, liberation, and rebellion merged with the Greko Roman Goddess male symbol of illumination and created the emergence of one being. Or, at the very least, manifested the concept of illumination with personal freedom.

This is the very concept of the Bogomil and Cathar text, Gospel of the Secret Supper, 12th century, where Lucifer is a glorified angel but fell from heaven to establish his own kingdom and became the Demiurge (an artisan-like figure responsible for fashioning and maintaining the physical universe, a self-made god)

So is Samael-Lucifer the being Satan?

No!

Satan is the opposition figure that works against the status quo while Samuel-Lucifer works in harmony with the natural order of the universe through the manifestation of free will and intelligent action along with acceptance of passion and natural drives.

Lilith

One of the oldest beings in creation, Lilith was mentioned in the Epic of Gilgamesh, a famous poem of ancient Mesopotamia dated back to not later than 2100 BC. There is some debate if Lilith is a powerful Domon, Goddess, or both among scholars.

She has been associated with Owls, and then Vampires through her association with Owls.

That is Lilith’s power, and association.

Lilith became a succubus because we needed her to be. Lilith became a witch because we needed her to be. Lilith became a vampire because we need her to be. Lilith became a symbol of what we need her to be. Lilith became a goddess because we need her to be.

Between the 13th and 21st Centuries, Lilith rose to the wife of Samuel-Lucifer, to Goddess of the Left Hand Path as the female equivalent of a Deified Samael-Lucifer, and to the succubus, sexual, vampire being we have made her into.

Also, none of these things matter at all beyond knowing where things are and how things started. Your practice is a matter of faith and belief.

Don’t let anyone take that from you!

#lilith #lucifer #samael #magic #occult #magick #wicca #pagan

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