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Out, out! Brief candle
- Dec 27, 2023
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You may or may not have heard in your respective cultures that there are certain practices which you simply should never participate in. In America the primary taboo is black magick or anything have to do with demons and the devil, for other nations it may be the warding off of evil spirits or putting up charms, but it makes you wonder who the people who do engage in such practices are?
At one point in time I wanted to be a Satanist and to give you an idea of what it was about. Satanism is the belief that the ego driven self is God on earth, that morality is relative, that the natural law is fang and claw. I wanted to be one because I wanted power, but who I am or who I think I am did not permit me other wise, I would fight with myself daily on this matter, but at the same time, the taint of black evil poison slowly (as I allowed it) to seep into the pores of my flesh, however this was slow to take hold of me.
I would listen to Anton Lavey's Satanic hyme of the empire or listen to the ritual music which he had made in vinyl form of his time. I took pleasure in wanting to act like a satanist and wearing the style of clothing and garments of one, but I could bring myself to do it, though the best I had was the Satanic bible and the music (side note I listened to the bands of that satanic genre, but to me it was childish). The more I got into it some occurrences did happen though they were small. My fist was hearing Anton Lavey say the enochian keys as I was half-asleep it scared me, but I was able to sooth myself. The last experience however brought such fear in me that I cried that night and threw the satanic bible away.
A few weeks later I had a dream, there was this house and there was three windows with three people within it, I appear in the room once and the room was dirty and had a odd feeling, the second time I appear and I saw that there was a bag, opening it there was satanic symbolism, I said "who's was this?" and a voice replied "someone who wanted power", I leave the room and before I appear in the room for the third and last time, I was in a room with people as we were there one person said "guys did you see that. the bag moved on its own!" I immediately said "we have to throw these away!", I appear in the room for the third and last time as I am there a terrible presence comes over me, I turn to the right and there is a room connected to the room I'm in, and as I go towards it, towards the window, I say "Jesus Christ be with me this moment" and a gong sound is made and I awoke.
In this world there are behaviors and world views which will cause hell and havoc, sometimes I still think or see those satanic symbols, but I don't ever go back out of fear that if I should ever open that door, the actual consequences will surely take me away without hassle.
Have you guys ever felt like giving in the philosophy of might or hatred that it may consume you?
At one point in time I wanted to be a Satanist and to give you an idea of what it was about. Satanism is the belief that the ego driven self is God on earth, that morality is relative, that the natural law is fang and claw. I wanted to be one because I wanted power, but who I am or who I think I am did not permit me other wise, I would fight with myself daily on this matter, but at the same time, the taint of black evil poison slowly (as I allowed it) to seep into the pores of my flesh, however this was slow to take hold of me.
I would listen to Anton Lavey's Satanic hyme of the empire or listen to the ritual music which he had made in vinyl form of his time. I took pleasure in wanting to act like a satanist and wearing the style of clothing and garments of one, but I could bring myself to do it, though the best I had was the Satanic bible and the music (side note I listened to the bands of that satanic genre, but to me it was childish). The more I got into it some occurrences did happen though they were small. My fist was hearing Anton Lavey say the enochian keys as I was half-asleep it scared me, but I was able to sooth myself. The last experience however brought such fear in me that I cried that night and threw the satanic bible away.
A few weeks later I had a dream, there was this house and there was three windows with three people within it, I appear in the room once and the room was dirty and had a odd feeling, the second time I appear and I saw that there was a bag, opening it there was satanic symbolism, I said "who's was this?" and a voice replied "someone who wanted power", I leave the room and before I appear in the room for the third and last time, I was in a room with people as we were there one person said "guys did you see that. the bag moved on its own!" I immediately said "we have to throw these away!", I appear in the room for the third and last time as I am there a terrible presence comes over me, I turn to the right and there is a room connected to the room I'm in, and as I go towards it, towards the window, I say "Jesus Christ be with me this moment" and a gong sound is made and I awoke.
In this world there are behaviors and world views which will cause hell and havoc, sometimes I still think or see those satanic symbols, but I don't ever go back out of fear that if I should ever open that door, the actual consequences will surely take me away without hassle.
Have you guys ever felt like giving in the philosophy of might or hatred that it may consume you?