Magick Roundabout

[inthenameofthefather666]

Sometimes We can stray without knowing the path upon which we tread becomes unfarmiliar in the absence of certainty. Not to wander or Waver from the Truth of Our Father, but to stray a little, for curiosity or intrigue, questionability or even that primal, "its My Fucking Bone! kind of occasion, yet no matter how diverse We become in our behaivourism, no matter how absent We may become of mind, through Mysticism or through Matter, the "Pin" of the Wheel stays always in place. It pleases me to know that My life is Good because I serve Our Father Well. It pleases me to know that while Change takes grip on those that serve a False god will only bring them Pain and Demise, the Change that grips the heart of My Fathers Enemies does well to keep the "Pin Wheel" firmly in place.


Hail Satan!