Something I wrote...

[Allison P]

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Light Yagami]

O: O: O:Woaaaaa, this is really good!!! I really enjoyed reading it! And felt... a bit teary haha, I'm so looking forward to being able to see our Father and talk to Him. (or more like "listen" to Him )This was really nicely written, well done... Beautiful descriptions (I got a few unknown words as usual haha but that means your vocabulary is rich, this is a good thing ) and the way Satan came towards you... Really really good...You should write more!
Απο: Allison P <apocalypseofjon@...
Προς: JoyofSatan666 <[email protected]
Στάλθηκε: 1:28 π.μ. Τετάρτη, 27 Μαρτίου 2013
Θέμα: [JoyofSatan666] Something I wrote...

  Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!

I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Celina]

That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

HAIL SATAN!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Allison P]

Glad you both liked! ^ I enjoyed writing it, and I will certainly
write more when inspiration comes. Hail Father Satan always! Hail lord
Andras!

On 3/28/13, Celina <lovingbelial@... wrote:
That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

HAIL SATAN!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@...
wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[hailazazel]

I love your writing. Always get emotional with it. Great job.

HAIL SATAN!!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Shannon Outlaw]

Allison this is lovely! I will save it




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On Thu, Mar 28, 2013 3:44 PM EDT hailazazel wrote:

I love your writing. Always get emotional with it. Great job.

HAIL SATAN!!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Allison P]

Glad you like it Shannon, and Hailazazel. hail Father Satan always!
Hail Lord Andras!

On 3/28/13, Shannon Outlaw <soutlaw92@... wrote:

Allison this is lovely! I will save it




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On Thu, Mar 28, 2013 3:44 PM EDT hailazazel wrote:

I love your writing. Always get emotional with it. Great job.

HAIL SATAN!!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@...
wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[universalstar666]

Very poetic. It sounds inspired.

Thank you for sharing it with the group.

Was it written in stages, or did it all flow out as one steady thought?

US666

Hail Satan !

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[outtofindthetruth]

That was beautiful <3 Thanks for sharing.

Hail Father Satan!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], "Celina" <lovingbelial@... wrote:

That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

HAIL SATAN!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@ wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Mason Fonseca]

I like it that Jawns deep. 

Sent from my iPhone

On Mar 28, 2013, at 3:44 PM, "hailazazel" <hailazazel@... wrote:

  I love your writing. Always get emotional with it. Great job.

HAIL SATAN!!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[Mason Fonseca]

As satanists are we still allowed to get/give presents at Xmas time?

Sent from my iPhone

On Mar 28, 2013, at 7:14 PM, Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

  Glad you like it Shannon, and Hailazazel. hail Father Satan always!
Hail Lord Andras!

On 3/28/13, Shannon Outlaw <soutlaw92@... wrote:

Allison this is lovely! I will save it




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On Thu, Mar 28, 2013 3:44 PM EDT hailazazel wrote:

I love your writing. Always get emotional with it. Great job.

HAIL SATAN!!

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@...
wrote:

Hi Brothers and Sisters! I wrote something yesterday; it isn't really
even a proper story, just a little snippet thingie. Lol. But I get so
sick of xian idiots spreading filth about how evil and scary Hell is,
so I wanted to write something to counteract that. I have never
actually seen Hell, so this is just a fanciful rendering of what I
think the Imperial palace gardens might look like. Hope you enjoy!
Hail Father Satan forever! Hail Lord Andras!


I stand in a courtyard of stone, great white pillars all around.
Flowers twine over the pillars and the statues, bathing all in their
sweet fragrance.

Always is the sound of water falling, cascading; fountains dot the
garden, sending jets of iridescent spray up into the clear air. Their
music is constant, and it soothes my weary soul.

All around me is peace and serenity, punctuated only by the waterflow,
and by the twittering of many jewel-bright birds which perch in the
branches of the many trees.

I sit down upon a bench, and drink in the quiet and solitude. All is
serene bliss.

Of a sudden, the great doors to the Imperial Palace open, and a
clarion call issues forth! he approaches,the Lord of All! I leap up
from my seat, at once breathless and trembling with suppressed
excitement. My Father draws nigh!

A soft swish of silken robes, and he is there, kneeling beside me. I
gaze up at him enraptured. He is tall, nearly half again as tall as a
mortal human man. He wears the robes of his kingly office, all of
silks, velvets and satins. His hair is the pale gold of a sunrise, and
his eyes are the quiet, serene blue of deep, forgotten oceans. Upon
his head, he wears the ancient diadem of the serpent, depicting his
royal lineage. In his hand, is the lapis lazuli rod of ruling, the
great sceptre of his eternal office. Unable to help myself, I drop to
my knees and bow low before him.

He smiles then, and it is as if the sun itself has risen. "No, my
daughter," he murmurs, and raises me up by the hand. "Bend not your
knee before me, like some common slave! You are my daughter, of the
serpent blood, and you are an empress in your own right! So stand
proud, beside me!" And so I stand, arm in arm with Satan, my Father
and my Lord, and we turn, and go forth into his great palace. It is
there that I shall dwell for al of eternity, and beyond. I shall rest
in the house of my Father.

 

[enemyofjezzuz]

Holidays are allowed in Satanism, and in fact Christmas was incorporated into Christi-SCAM[/B]-ity.  It originated in pagan worship, and is about the sun "dying" for three days and rising again on December 25.  Part of this is giving and receiving presents.  Other parts are the Christmas tree, shopping, indulgence, and partying.  There is nothing at all wrong with doing that. In fact, there are surprisingly few elements of this holiday that are unique to Christi-SCAM[/B]-ity.  They stole so much that virtually everything can be used in its original sense.  Those angels they display are actually crude representations of Astaroth, and as such, fine.  Even the Nativity scenes, often depicting the birth of the nazarene, actually depict where the sun will rise on December 25.  There is deeper meaning to this, but this explanation suffices to illustrate why we don't really need worry so much about it. Even listening to the religious songs around Christmas, you are hearing about how they are singing about slavery.  What they take as "salvation" is actually about rejecting the liberty that Satan gave us.  They simply praise being enslaved to their joke-hova through jewsus, and we can simply look toward the real meaning beyond this.  Or, mock the whole thing--I had a decoration that said "Jesus is the Reason for the Season".  I put Wite Out on the "Jesus" part, and wrote in permanent ink "Satan" on the whited out part.  Using common sense, there is in fact very little about this pagan holiday we need to worry about. However, there is one part of these holidays I definitely do NOT[/B] recommend doing.  That has to do with going to church.  Use caution when donating that you are not donating to anything that supports a church.  You may donate to community services not affiliated with religion.  You may donate to a soup pantry, a heating fund, your local animal shelter, or whatever--as long as it is not religious.  I do not advocate having anything to do with "holidays(??)" that deal primarily with penance, either.  The likes of "good(??)" Friday, Ash Wednesday, lent, and so on are not good to celebrate.  Nor is it wise to celebrate the lord's evening meal--whether you partake of the emblems or not. Generally speaking, however, so long as you are not supporting a church or observing penance, it is really up to each of us as individuals how we wish to handle holidays.  Some of us may have had deep connections with these holidays and religion, and your Guardian Demon might not want you observing them for that reason (usually that will change if you get advanced enough to break that connection).  Others had religious affiliations where observing these same holidays would be against your religion, and those should freely observe them (aside not supporting a church or observing penance).  Common sense, along with assistance from your Guardian Demon(s), rules in this case.  

--- In [email protected], Mason Fonseca <masonfonseca@... wrote:

As satanists are we still allowed to get/give presents at Xmas time?

Sent from my iPhone

 

[Allison P]

@US, yeah, pretty much. I wrote it in like 5 minutes. Lol. Just kinda
wrote itself. I love it when that happens!

Enemyofjezzuz, what exactly do you mean by the lord's evening meal?
Are you referring to the catlick communion?

On 3/29/13, enemyofjezzuz <denniswhicher@... wrote:

Holidays are allowed in Satanism, and in fact Christmas was incorporated
into Christi-SCAM-ity. It originated in pagan worship, and is about the
sun "dying" for three days and rising again on December 25. Part of
this is giving and receiving presents. Other parts are the Christmas
tree, shopping, indulgence, and partying. There is nothing at all wrong
with doing that.

In fact, there are surprisingly few elements of this holiday that are
unique to Christi-SCAM-ity. They stole so much that virtually
everything can be used in its original sense. Those angels they display
are actually crude representations of Astaroth, and as such, fine. Even
the Nativity scenes, often depicting the birth of the nazarene, actually
depict where the sun will rise on December 25. There is deeper meaning
to this, but this explanation suffices to illustrate why we don't really
need worry so much about it.

Even listening to the religious songs around Christmas, you are hearing
about how they are singing about slavery. What they take as "salvation"
is actually about rejecting the liberty that Satan gave us. They simply
praise being enslaved to their joke-hova through jewsus, and we can
simply look toward the real meaning beyond this. Or, mock the whole
thing--I had a decoration that said "Jesus is the Reason for the
Season". I put Wite Out on the "Jesus" part, and wrote in permanent ink
"Satan" on the whited out part. Using common sense, there is in fact
very little about this pagan holiday we need to worry about.

However, there is one part of these holidays I definitely do NOT
recommend doing. That has to do with going to church. Use caution when
donating that you are not donating to anything that supports a church.
You may donate to community services not affiliated with religion. You
may donate to a soup pantry, a heating fund, your local animal shelter,
or whatever--as long as it is not religious. I do not advocate having
anything to do with "holidays(??)" that deal primarily with penance,
either. The likes of "good(??)" Friday, Ash Wednesday, lent, and so on
are not good to celebrate. Nor is it wise to celebrate the lord's
evening meal--whether you partake of the emblems or not.

Generally speaking, however, so long as you are not supporting a church
or observing penance, it is really up to each of us as individuals how
we wish to handle holidays. Some of us may have had deep connections
with these holidays and religion, and your Guardian Demon might not want
you observing them for that reason (usually that will change if you get
advanced enough to break that connection). Others had religious
affiliations where observing these same holidays would be against your
religion, and those should freely observe them (aside not supporting a
church or observing penance). Common sense, along with assistance from
your Guardian Demon(s), rules in this case.



--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Mason Fonseca <masonfonseca@...
wrote:

As satanists are we still allowed to get/give presents at Xmas time?

Sent from my iPhone

 

[enemyofjezzuz]

What I mean by the so-called "lord" 's evening meal is that stupid festival where you are supposed to commemorate the death of jewsus by passing a plate of crackers (they call it unleavened bread) and spoiled grape juice.  And yes, the cat licks, along with many denominations of Christi-SCAM[/B]-ity, do this in one form or another. Even if you are not supposed to partake, just being there shows support for the event.  The jokehovian witlesses have this event--virtually no one actually partakes.  Many independent xian denominations do something similar--usually they partake.  I do not advocate this, since it is usually done specifically to commemorate the death of jewsus and hence one of the few events not actually stolen from pagan worship.  As a side bonus, it usually happens in church which is where you do not want to be.

--- In [email protected], Allison P <apocalypseofjon@... wrote:

@US, yeah, pretty much. I wrote it in like 5 minutes. Lol. Just kinda
wrote itself. I love it when that happens!

Enemyofjezzuz, what exactly do you mean by the lord's evening meal?
Are you referring to the catlick communion?

On 3/29/13, enemyofjezzuz denniswhicher@... wrote:

Holidays are allowed in Satanism, and in fact Christmas was incorporated
into Christi-SCAM-ity. It originated in pagan worship, and is about the
sun "dying" for three days and rising again on December 25. Part of
this is giving and receiving presents. Other parts are the Christmas
tree, shopping, indulgence, and partying. There is nothing at all wrong
with doing that.

In fact, there are surprisingly few elements of this holiday that are
unique to Christi-SCAM-ity. They stole so much that virtually
everything can be used in its original sense. Those angels they display
are actually crude representations of Astaroth, and as such, fine. Even
the Nativity scenes, often depicting the birth of the nazarene, actually
depict where the sun will rise on December 25. There is deeper meaning
to this, but this explanation suffices to illustrate why we don't really
need worry so much about it.

Even listening to the religious songs around Christmas, you are hearing
about how they are singing about slavery. What they take as "salvation"
is actually about rejecting the liberty that Satan gave us. They simply
praise being enslaved to their joke-hova through jewsus, and we can
simply look toward the real meaning beyond this. Or, mock the whole
thing--I had a decoration that said "Jesus is the Reason for the
Season". I put Wite Out on the "Jesus" part, and wrote in permanent ink
"Satan" on the whited out part. Using common sense, there is in fact
very little about this pagan holiday we need to worry about.

However, there is one part of these holidays I definitely do NOT
recommend doing. That has to do with going to church. Use caution when
donating that you are not donating to anything that supports a church.
You may donate to community services not affiliated with religion. You
may donate to a soup pantry, a heating fund, your local animal shelter,
or whatever--as long as it is not religious. I do not advocate having
anything to do with "holidays(??)" that deal primarily with penance,
either. The likes of "good(??)" Friday, Ash Wednesday, lent, and so on
are not good to celebrate. Nor is it wise to celebrate the lord's
evening meal--whether you partake of the emblems or not.

Generally speaking, however, so long as you are not supporting a church
or observing penance, it is really up to each of us as individuals how
we wish to handle holidays. Some of us may have had deep connections
with these holidays and religion, and your Guardian Demon might not want
you observing them for that reason (usually that will change if you get
advanced enough to break that connection). Others had religious
affiliations where observing these same holidays would be against your
religion, and those should freely observe them (aside not supporting a
church or observing penance). Common sense, along with assistance from
your Guardian Demon(s), rules in this case.



--- In [email protected], Mason Fonseca masonfonseca@
wrote:

As satanists are we still allowed to get/give presents at Xmas time?

Sent from my iPhone

 

[Mason Fonseca]

Sweet.

Sent from my iPhone

On Mar 29, 2013, at 8:14 AM, "enemyofjezzuz" <denniswhicher@... wrote:

  Holidays are allowed in Satanism, and in fact Christmas was incorporated into Christi-SCAM[/B]-ity.  It originated in pagan worship, and is about the sun "dying" for three days and rising again on December 25.  Part of this is giving and receiving presents.  Other parts are the Christmas tree, shopping, indulgence, and partying.  There is nothing at all wrong with doing that. In fact, there are surprisingly few elements of this holiday that are unique to Christi-SCAM[/B]-ity.  They stole so much that virtually everything can be used in its original sense.  Those angels they display are actually crude representations of Astaroth, and as such, fine.  Even the Nativity scenes, often depicting the birth of the nazarene, actually depict where the sun will rise on December 25.  There is deeper meaning to this, but this explanation suffices to illustrate why we don't really need worry so much about it. Even listening to the religious songs around Christmas, you are hearing about how they are singing about slavery.  What they take as "salvation" is actually about rejecting the liberty that Satan gave us.  They simply praise being enslaved to their joke-hova through jewsus, and we can simply look toward the real meaning beyond this.  Or, mock the whole thing--I had a decoration that said "Jesus is the Reason for the Season".  I put Wite Out on the "Jesus" part, and wrote in permanent ink "Satan" on the whited out part.  Using common sense, there is in fact very little about this pagan holiday we need to worry about. However, there is one part of these holidays I definitely do NOT[/B] recommend doing.  That has to do with going to church.  Use caution when donating that you are not donating to anything that supports a church.  You may donate to community services not affiliated with religion.  You may donate to a soup pantry, a heating fund, your local animal shelter, or whatever--as long as it is not religious.  I do not advocate having anything to do with "holidays(??)" that deal primarily with penance, either.  The likes of "good(??)" Friday, Ash Wednesday, lent, and so on are not good to celebrate.  Nor is it wise to celebrate the lord's evening meal--whether you partake of the emblems or not. Generally speaking, however, so long as you are not supporting a church or observing penance, it is really up to each of us as individuals how we wish to handle holidays.  Some of us may have had deep connections with these holidays and religion, and your Guardian Demon might not want you observing them for that reason (usually that will change if you get advanced enough to break that connection).  Others had religious affiliations where observing these same holidays would be against your religion, and those should freely observe them (aside not supporting a church or observing penance).  Common sense, along with assistance from your Guardian Demon(s), rules in this case.   --- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], Mason Fonseca <masonfonseca@... wrote:

As satanists are we still allowed to get/give presents at Xmas time?

Sent from my iPhone