I realize that many Satanists attach little or no importance to the significance that Eve has for Satanic spirituality. She was the first human being to challenge divine authority. And because of that, she was certainly the first Satanist.

I became a Satanist because the Serpent offered the Forbidden Fruit to the woman and not to the man. This fact, for me, makes the Serpent an ally of women against patriarchy and also makes Satanism a non-sexist spirituality. Eve was a symbol of women's empowerment for some of the first Feminists, such as the Suffragette Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815-1902), who published a version of the Bible translated and commented on by women, in which Eve and the Serpent are interpreted positively: The Woman's Bible.

REMEMBER: EVE WAS THE FIRST SATANIST.

HAIL EVE !!!

Joyofsatan.org (JoS) and the Order of 9 Angles (O9A) are two completely different organizations. JoS is against the O9A and openly denounces them on ancient-forums.com. Plus, O9A was disbanded years ago when it’s creator (an FBI agent) converted to Islam.

JoS is 100% law abiding, they don’t advocate for violence against anyone or anything. Also, JoS worships non white deities, and has thousands of non white members.

I’m a mixed race person of color, I don’t condone violence towards Jewish people or any religious group. I’ve been reading the JoS for almost 10 years - you won’t find promotion of violence or illegal crime anywhere.

okay but what about the au where keefe leads kelvin onto the path of damnation?

the morning star 𖤓

Library regular: *tells me a story about a Touched by an Angel episode that made her cry that involved a man spreading satanic and racist rhetoric* I mean he was literally the devil. But the angels came and they turned it all around and the devil left him! Temporarily at least. Me: *wearing the same pentagram necklace I do every day.* oh wow that's incredible.

Why do Weird Things keep happening to Scully episode after episode in season 2?

This is getting annoying

The Tragedy Prayer

"Let us offer up a prayer to those who have perished in this nightmarish act of cruelty today.

And I remind you all, once again, that we pray not to God, but to ourselves; to sharpen our minds and to focus our wills.

Our Power, which burns within Us, exquisite be Our Might.

Our Kingdom come, Our Will be done, on Earth as it is within Us.

Give Us this day our fondest wish, and improve ever upon Us, as we strive ever to improve Ourselves.

And lead Us not into corruption or malaise, but give Us strength to persist in the face of adversity.

Lives have been taken needlessly from Us by a loathsome lost soul on a mission of evil.

May the sickness of this rotten death-urge vacate Our collective Being.

May the exploiters of tragedy find that their words turn to shit in their mouths.

May the deniers of tragedy find that they are denied mercy until they repent.

May the cruelty of this world be alleviated by the love and fellowship and brotherhood and sisterhood and siblinghood that We may find in Ourselves.

To love One Another and to serve One Another and to serve those that love Us.

And may Those whose souls are on this day scorched with pain and anguish find Their way to the balm of kindness.

Let Those who have been so darkly touched by the worst of humanity see now the best of it.

And may Our differences be cast aside, and all the bullshit cut through, until all that is left is the truth.

Let it be so."

-TJ Kirk (May 2022)

Also like. undeniably silly regarding my usual way of living the friend i got here

two people i’ve been friends with have then detransitioned and become dedicated christians after we stopped being friends. thats not a lot but its weird that it happened twice.

You Can Always Call Me

Ever since I was a child I could feel his presence. 

I never knew who or what he was or what he wanted. He was just there… watching. His presence never felt threatening or malicious in any way, more like that comforting hug that holds you together when you feel your entire world is falling apart. It wasn’t until last year that I learned who he was and that he didn’t want anything from me, not really. All he asked was for me to be unabashedly myself, one of the hardest things for me to do, what with my people pleasing tendencies and whatnot. In that moment I was confused, maybe even cautious. After 24 years of being told that being myself was a problem that needed to be fixed instead of something to be celebrated, I was worried that maybe this was too good to be true. Maybe this was some cruel trick to get my hopes up only to ruin me at the last moment, something I unfortunately have a lot of experience with.

However, that moment never came.

What’s even more surprising is that this all-encompassing feeling of warmth, safety, and care, came from the least likely of places, as far as my religious upbringing would have me believe. For the presence that brings me so much joy and security, is someone who I’ve always been told is the embodiment of all evil in the world. However, my personal, life-long, experience with this being has proven to be the opposite. For those he chooses to be in his life, he is kind, caring, compassionate, and even downright protective at times, but he also wishes for us to learn by ourselves, make mistakes and grow from them, and overall better ourselves. He’s not really a being that wants to hold your hand through every single bad thing that happens in your life or even have complete say or control over it, more so, he’s there to be a guiding light to keep you on your path and help you when you get lost. He’s like, for me at least, the ideal parent. Someone who knows that you don’t like being coddled, or swarmed over when something’s wrong, and would just like the assurance that they’re there if you need them and that they care about you, but they also acknowledge that you want to be left alone to deal with your feelings. In many ways, he’s like the father I wished I had, however, he has never taken this relationship for granted. He’s never taken me for granted.

Not once has he asked for anything substantial from me. No offerings or even words of worship. Not once has he asked me to kneel before him and obey every command he gives without question, lest I burn for all eternity. Not once has he told me what I can and cannot do. Not once has he told me that indulging in the things that bring happiness into my life will taint my soul and damn me to eternal hellfire. From him I receive no threats, no impossible standards to reach or punishments for not reaching them. He’s always just been there for me. Throughout every trial and tribulation, throughout every up and every down, he’s been there, supporting me from the shadows even when I felt so alone in my suffering. In spite of this, he’s also difficult to describe in his complexity. He is both light and darkness, good and evil, powerful and vulnerable, kind and wrathful. In a way he’s like us, for we are all capable of anything, however it is our choices that define who we become, not the words of an ancient text written by men from a time long past, from a civilization long gone.

The only thing that I regret from being in his life has been that I didn’t know who or what he was sooner. That maybe I could have had some semblance of order and support in my exceptionally chaotic life, if I took the time to understand him and not just follow what I have been told by others who didn’t even want to hear something different. I know that the mere mention of his name will cause some heads to turn in abject horror, but know this, with him I feel more at peace, more joyful, and more safe, than ever before when I fought against who I am, trying so desperately to appease some high standard I could never meet by the mere nature of being myself.

With him in my life, I never again have to worry about not being good enough. For with him, I was born more than good enough. I know he is always there for me when I need him and that he trusts that I will always be the most authentic version of me at all times.

I know that whenever I need his help, Satan will say “You can always call me”

Hi hii ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

Btw, I made a rentry! you don't have to read it really, I made it for fun mostly and it has most of the info I have here

ok so heres what happened

LMAO I WAS WAITING FOR IT

✨ Stop telling people who live in a country increasingly controlled by the Christian right that joining the Satanists will help them ✨

the only good things about going home for christmas:

seeing my beautiful cats

pissing my sister off so much she gives me a real excuse to never speak to her again

weighing myself for the first time in around 6 months (think im roughly back to my last recorded weight, i was gaining for a while in forced semi-recovery after i hit my lowest but im losing again now)

escaping and getting stoned with a friend i dont see much anymore

leaving again and not coming back <3

cw: triggering content/vent post, triggering tags (plus a bonus rant about christmas being bullshit), minors dni, op is very sick, interact with caution