In light of HP's recent posts promoting motivation, I thought it would be a good idea to add onto this further. The following are excerpts from my Black Book, nothing too revealing or personal, just things I find to be a great source of happiness and pride, that, when combined together, give a larger boost of motivation than taken alone. These serve as a reminder of what beauty we can accomplish when we place our faith in Satan.
I took my own advice and decided to make prayer a part of my morning and night routine. It makes me reminisce of the day I made the dedication. I had never felt so safe and utterly liberated; it was as though a large weight that had been present for far too long was lifted off my shoulders. That was three years ago.
My advancement may be hindered by my current living situation, but I can still make active choices to further it, albeit slowly. By praying, meditating and contributing to this forum I am showing that those oaths I recited and the blood I spilled, are just as important to me as they are to Him.
As you read through these excerpts, think of what you are doing as an SS. Think of your Day of Dedication. What did you feel? Think of Satan and the Gods. What do they mean to you? Lastly, think of your efforts. Did you achieve as much as you are able? Sometimes life likes to get in our way, but we cannot let this deter us. We are stronger than that.
A Prayer of Thanks
For all the things you mean
To me, I thank you.
For all the joy in my heart
The life in my soul,
I give you thanks.
Satan, my Father, you give me
A reason to live.
Every day is a treasure in which
You encourage me to grow.
You nudge me to
Enjoy every minute.
The signs you give me,
I treasure.
The dreams you send,
They guide me.
Your presence reassures me
That I am not alone.
And for that there are
No words.
Energy you give me
When I am weak.
Strength you pour into
My being when I
Must walk the
Difficult walk.
When I am sad
You comfort me.
When people hurt me
You let me know
That you are by my side.
You are my Father
Who I go to with everything.
My Teacher
Who guides me in all knowledge.
My Protector
When I am in danger.
My Creator
Who made me who I am.
Above all, Satan,
you are my God
With whom I will
spend eternity.
Thank you,
With all my heart.
Thank you,
From the depths
Of my spirit.
Thank you,
With all that I am.
Prayer for Protection
O mighty Lord Satan,
By whom all things are set free,
I cast myself utterly into
Thine arms and place myself
Unreservedly under thy
All powerful protection.
Comfort and deliver me from
All of the hindrances and snares
Of those who wish to harm me;
Both seen and unseen.
Visit justice and vengeance
Upon those who
Seek my destruction.
Render them powerless
And devastated.
Direct their malice to
Return upon them tenfold and
Destroy them who would
Resent my being.
Fill my soul with
Thy invincible power,
Strengthen me,
That I may persevere
In my service and
Act as an agent of thy works and
A vessel of thy will.
This I ask in your name,
Almighty and Ineffable, Lord Satan,
who liveth and reigneth
Forevermore.
Ave Satanas
Devotion
I will keep my heart from you
To keep you safe.
I shall burn in this hell
In the fire made for you.
I will wipe every tear
Off your frozen heart.
My devotion will never fade
I'll honor you every night.
I will strike down with a vengeance
On the fears that haunt your soul.
I will always be there
Though from a distance.
Though my heart shall bleed
My love will never blacken.
And through these lonely streets
I'll honor you every night.
Peace Be Unto Him
My understanding surrounds the truth of things,
And the truth is mixed up in me,
And the truth of my descent is set forth by itself,
And when it was known, it was altogether in me
And all the habitable parts and deserts
And everything created is under me
And I am the ruling power preceding all that exists
And I am he that spoke a true saying
And I am the Just Judge and Ruler of the Earth
And I am he that men worship in my glory
Coming to me and kissing my feet
And I am he that spread over the heavens their height
And I am he that cried in the beginning
And I am he that of myself revealeth all things,
Verily the all-merciful has assigned unto me names,
The heavenly-throne, and the seat, and the heavens, and the earth.
In the secret of my knowledge, there is no god but me.
These things are subservient to my power.
O mine enemies, why do you deny me?
O men deny me not, but submit.
In the Day of Judgment, you will be happy in meeting me.
Who dies in my love, I will cast him
In the midst of paradise, by my will and pleasure;
But he that dies unmindful of me
Will be thrown into torture in misery and affliction.
I say I am the only one and the exalted;
I create and make rich those whom I will.
Praise it to myself, for all things are by my will,
And the universe is lighted by some of my gifts.
I am the king that magnifies himself,
And all the riches of creation are at my bidding.
I have made known unto you, o people, some of my ways.
β So saith Shaitan
Astarte once talked to me of our Earth, which many humans are desecrating in blindness, as "Her beautiful, beloved garden". If only our hearts were open to our Gods, what beauty could be received for humanity. All of our world would be spiritually and physically a divine and beautiful Garden, as Astarte saw our world.
A garden filled with weeds only needs the proper gardener, and it will receive its proper greatness. Beautiful and vibrant as ever.
The First Enochian Key
I reign over you, saith Satan/Lucifer
In power exalted above the
firmaments and over the earth;
in whose hands the sun is as a sword
And the moon as a thorough-thrusting fire.
Who measureth your garments
In the midst of my vestures
And trussed you together as the palms of my hands
And brightened your vestments with infernal light.
I made a law to govern my sons and daughters.
I delivered truth and furnished to you.
The power of understanding.
Moreover, ye lifted up your voices
And swore obedience and faith to Satan/Lucifer
Who liveth and triumpheth, whose beginning is not Nor end cannot be.
Who shineth as a flame
In the midst of your palace and reigns amongst you
As the balance of righteousness and truth.
Move therefore and show yourselves!
Open the mysteries of your creation!
Be friendly unto me! For I am the servant of the same!
The true worshipper of Satan/Lucifer
In glory and power exalted, Of the kingdom of the south.
In Spiritual Satanism, you are here to exist in a way that you will desire to exist again. Your life must be placed in a way where you will say as you live it, that it is worth it: that you learn from it, that you gain life from it, that you advance, hurt and triumph, exist and love.
The knowledge of spirit and matter one will receive, is supposed to propel them into eternity, one life at a time. The beauty of this, when we glimpse, it puts our soul in a state of a joy that looks everlasting.
Life remains a great mystery. The Gods help us unveil this knowledge and to live it. If you are here to not live or not exist, or to not struggle, or to not overcome, or to not love, or to not attain peace, why are you here?
You are here because of this. Our beloved Satan knows the desires of our hearts. He instructs us to leave the spirit of misery, and live by the sound of a beautiful violin. All the meadows and mountains of life start having color again, because our soul has regained its joyful innocence.
So disharmonious we might have been and bad players, and some even worse dancers, but learning comes from doing. The Great Satan and His Demons will show you how to play, to ascend the ladder of the spheres.
I am here for the same reason all of us are, to dance the waltz of life. To dance through it, and do my part in this great play that we call life. How many more lives of my own could I give for Satan's service? Could I play my violin to all of your willing souls louder? Then I will.
How it is to reach this point where you say "Again, again and again, one more dance!". A never ending ecstasy of life and understanding. The carrier of the soul into the higher realms. The contemplation of a moment that your life has been worth the effort...
And then I am ready again to once again come and leave with a standing ovation. I have written to you all poetry of the soul of like our Gods, the Great Satan and the Great Beelzebul. But have you put your own ears to listen? Do your feet follow the tune?
So dance, and then when everything is over, dance again and again- until you are lifted to the place where you will be a spirit of beauty and joy. We lift our Gods so that we are uplifted, we love so that we are loved, and give so that we are given to.
That is the mystery of a life with Satan. Cherish in the light of our beloved Lucifer, embrace His gift. Exist so that you might end up saying: Oh Lord Satan, thank you for giving me back my one and only soul! To Life!
"They are there for but a season. As the winter comes and claims the souls of the living, freezing the trees and harming life, so will the end of their era not come peacefully. But then the spring of Satan and the summer of His People will come. Try to live for dreams and noble deeds, so that when our time comes, you will hold up high and know you did your best."
-Asmodeus
I took my own advice and decided to make prayer a part of my morning and night routine. It makes me reminisce of the day I made the dedication. I had never felt so safe and utterly liberated; it was as though a large weight that had been present for far too long was lifted off my shoulders. That was three years ago.
My advancement may be hindered by my current living situation, but I can still make active choices to further it, albeit slowly. By praying, meditating and contributing to this forum I am showing that those oaths I recited and the blood I spilled, are just as important to me as they are to Him.
As you read through these excerpts, think of what you are doing as an SS. Think of your Day of Dedication. What did you feel? Think of Satan and the Gods. What do they mean to you? Lastly, think of your efforts. Did you achieve as much as you are able? Sometimes life likes to get in our way, but we cannot let this deter us. We are stronger than that.
A Prayer of Thanks
For all the things you mean
To me, I thank you.
For all the joy in my heart
The life in my soul,
I give you thanks.
Satan, my Father, you give me
A reason to live.
Every day is a treasure in which
You encourage me to grow.
You nudge me to
Enjoy every minute.
The signs you give me,
I treasure.
The dreams you send,
They guide me.
Your presence reassures me
That I am not alone.
And for that there are
No words.
Energy you give me
When I am weak.
Strength you pour into
My being when I
Must walk the
Difficult walk.
When I am sad
You comfort me.
When people hurt me
You let me know
That you are by my side.
You are my Father
Who I go to with everything.
My Teacher
Who guides me in all knowledge.
My Protector
When I am in danger.
My Creator
Who made me who I am.
Above all, Satan,
you are my God
With whom I will
spend eternity.
Thank you,
With all my heart.
Thank you,
From the depths
Of my spirit.
Thank you,
With all that I am.
Prayer for Protection
O mighty Lord Satan,
By whom all things are set free,
I cast myself utterly into
Thine arms and place myself
Unreservedly under thy
All powerful protection.
Comfort and deliver me from
All of the hindrances and snares
Of those who wish to harm me;
Both seen and unseen.
Visit justice and vengeance
Upon those who
Seek my destruction.
Render them powerless
And devastated.
Direct their malice to
Return upon them tenfold and
Destroy them who would
Resent my being.
Fill my soul with
Thy invincible power,
Strengthen me,
That I may persevere
In my service and
Act as an agent of thy works and
A vessel of thy will.
This I ask in your name,
Almighty and Ineffable, Lord Satan,
who liveth and reigneth
Forevermore.
Ave Satanas
Devotion
I will keep my heart from you
To keep you safe.
I shall burn in this hell
In the fire made for you.
I will wipe every tear
Off your frozen heart.
My devotion will never fade
I'll honor you every night.
I will strike down with a vengeance
On the fears that haunt your soul.
I will always be there
Though from a distance.
Though my heart shall bleed
My love will never blacken.
And through these lonely streets
I'll honor you every night.
Peace Be Unto Him
My understanding surrounds the truth of things,
And the truth is mixed up in me,
And the truth of my descent is set forth by itself,
And when it was known, it was altogether in me
And all the habitable parts and deserts
And everything created is under me
And I am the ruling power preceding all that exists
And I am he that spoke a true saying
And I am the Just Judge and Ruler of the Earth
And I am he that men worship in my glory
Coming to me and kissing my feet
And I am he that spread over the heavens their height
And I am he that cried in the beginning
And I am he that of myself revealeth all things,
Verily the all-merciful has assigned unto me names,
The heavenly-throne, and the seat, and the heavens, and the earth.
In the secret of my knowledge, there is no god but me.
These things are subservient to my power.
O mine enemies, why do you deny me?
O men deny me not, but submit.
In the Day of Judgment, you will be happy in meeting me.
Who dies in my love, I will cast him
In the midst of paradise, by my will and pleasure;
But he that dies unmindful of me
Will be thrown into torture in misery and affliction.
I say I am the only one and the exalted;
I create and make rich those whom I will.
Praise it to myself, for all things are by my will,
And the universe is lighted by some of my gifts.
I am the king that magnifies himself,
And all the riches of creation are at my bidding.
I have made known unto you, o people, some of my ways.
β So saith Shaitan
Astarte once talked to me of our Earth, which many humans are desecrating in blindness, as "Her beautiful, beloved garden". If only our hearts were open to our Gods, what beauty could be received for humanity. All of our world would be spiritually and physically a divine and beautiful Garden, as Astarte saw our world.
A garden filled with weeds only needs the proper gardener, and it will receive its proper greatness. Beautiful and vibrant as ever.
The First Enochian Key
I reign over you, saith Satan/Lucifer
In power exalted above the
firmaments and over the earth;
in whose hands the sun is as a sword
And the moon as a thorough-thrusting fire.
Who measureth your garments
In the midst of my vestures
And trussed you together as the palms of my hands
And brightened your vestments with infernal light.
I made a law to govern my sons and daughters.
I delivered truth and furnished to you.
The power of understanding.
Moreover, ye lifted up your voices
And swore obedience and faith to Satan/Lucifer
Who liveth and triumpheth, whose beginning is not Nor end cannot be.
Who shineth as a flame
In the midst of your palace and reigns amongst you
As the balance of righteousness and truth.
Move therefore and show yourselves!
Open the mysteries of your creation!
Be friendly unto me! For I am the servant of the same!
The true worshipper of Satan/Lucifer
In glory and power exalted, Of the kingdom of the south.
In Spiritual Satanism, you are here to exist in a way that you will desire to exist again. Your life must be placed in a way where you will say as you live it, that it is worth it: that you learn from it, that you gain life from it, that you advance, hurt and triumph, exist and love.
The knowledge of spirit and matter one will receive, is supposed to propel them into eternity, one life at a time. The beauty of this, when we glimpse, it puts our soul in a state of a joy that looks everlasting.
Life remains a great mystery. The Gods help us unveil this knowledge and to live it. If you are here to not live or not exist, or to not struggle, or to not overcome, or to not love, or to not attain peace, why are you here?
You are here because of this. Our beloved Satan knows the desires of our hearts. He instructs us to leave the spirit of misery, and live by the sound of a beautiful violin. All the meadows and mountains of life start having color again, because our soul has regained its joyful innocence.
So disharmonious we might have been and bad players, and some even worse dancers, but learning comes from doing. The Great Satan and His Demons will show you how to play, to ascend the ladder of the spheres.
I am here for the same reason all of us are, to dance the waltz of life. To dance through it, and do my part in this great play that we call life. How many more lives of my own could I give for Satan's service? Could I play my violin to all of your willing souls louder? Then I will.
How it is to reach this point where you say "Again, again and again, one more dance!". A never ending ecstasy of life and understanding. The carrier of the soul into the higher realms. The contemplation of a moment that your life has been worth the effort...
And then I am ready again to once again come and leave with a standing ovation. I have written to you all poetry of the soul of like our Gods, the Great Satan and the Great Beelzebul. But have you put your own ears to listen? Do your feet follow the tune?
So dance, and then when everything is over, dance again and again- until you are lifted to the place where you will be a spirit of beauty and joy. We lift our Gods so that we are uplifted, we love so that we are loved, and give so that we are given to.
That is the mystery of a life with Satan. Cherish in the light of our beloved Lucifer, embrace His gift. Exist so that you might end up saying: Oh Lord Satan, thank you for giving me back my one and only soul! To Life!
"They are there for but a season. As the winter comes and claims the souls of the living, freezing the trees and harming life, so will the end of their era not come peacefully. But then the spring of Satan and the summer of His People will come. Try to live for dreams and noble deeds, so that when our time comes, you will hold up high and know you did your best."
-Asmodeus
great work 
thank you 
thanks for sharing!
% much needed indeed! We all need that extra boost to keep us going throughout our days and nights! And THIS WILL HELP ME IN SOOOO MANY WAYS!! Thank you for sharing this!!β€ HAIL SATAN!!!!!β€
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