9 August 2011

Life is probably a little worse than it was in ages gone by. This worsening has to do with weight gain and it is time for me to fight back. But, what is the big rush? See, I rarely eat at McDonald's and some people, like my mother, like to say I do and that's why I've gotten fat. Truthfully, I live off of potatoes and apples and last night I ate some carrot sticks. But, there are a lot of people out there who are creating negative thoughtform energies which are causing weight gain. And, because my mother is obese, she shall probably stop loving me completely if I reduce my figure.

It's all food for thought really. But, it could have to do with the very inactive lifestyle I am living. I never want to go outside because it is all a stench of rotten food and crowds of people and heat. I'm having a hard time motivating myself to get out there and the cash flow is not exactly spectacular. I'm off my meds and I am trying to maintain a logical view on life, but sometimes I begin to blame all my enemies for creating much bad luck in my life by directing negative thought energy at me. And, I can't zip up the skirt I have on today, so some bad energy has been definitely coming my way.

But, tommorrow, I might have about 7 people coming over to hang out on the roof. I sure hope I'm not hassled by anybody from the building about this and I hope all my new Satanist friends will be on their best behaviour. I only went green light with having everyone over here because I know that it's generally hard to attract a crowd of Satanists out. I never hear of anybody pulling together a circle or anything which sticks it out for very long. Maybe there are some events in Toronto, but I never hear about them. That's why we've got to start making the events ourselves.

I did have a little help this time. A couple of other people sent out the invites for me. Most of the Satanists I know don't live in Toronto and a couple of people seem to have a better knck at finding them than I do. I can credit myself of creating the largest Satanism group on Myspace and that took concentrated effort. We had more than 3000 people and I scoured every single Satanism group on Myspace to recruit members. My friend even began to help me by adding all the 'fake Tom's and anyone who had a cat as their default picture. The group just grew and grew. People would post every single day. Some how we escaped being deleted from Myspace, as sometimes they would go and clean out all the most controversial groups. Even Wiccans and Neo-Pagans joined and enjoyed conversing.

We used to have such a fun time fighting with all the Christian flamers. Then there was the phase where we had Maxwell Somerset proselytizing and telling us to worship Buddha. Some people didn't appreciate our sense of humour as they take black magick too seriously. Humour gives a magickian ample energy to tap into and work with. Black magick doesn't always have to be dark and morbid, you know. It is important to maintain a sense of perspective. Look at guys like Hitler and Osama Bin Laden who took themselves too seriously. It eventually led to their downfall. He who knows how to laugh gets the last laugh.

But, I try to not take too much of anything seriously anymore. I hate all these people who always have to have some sort of drama in their lives and insist that the world is going to end in 2012. Yeah, yeah. Go tell it on the mountain, for fuck's sake. I am not buying this bogus end of the world trip everybody is trying to preach. All you little doomsday sayers may have spoilt a perfectly good LSD trip back in 1999 with your Y2k bug bullshit, but I am not going to be sitting around shitting my pants until December 21, 2012. I think all these fuckers need an excuse to not take responsibility for their lives. They're all like 'The world is going to end, so let's party'. Like hell the world is going to be ending. Wishful thinking if you ask me.

But, there is always a marginal chance that some religious extremist will decide to bomb us all to high hell one of these days. Somebody was militant enough to pull together an operation like 911 and I suppose it could be done again. Of course, Osama Bin Laden is dead, so we might take some comfort in that. I was watching a documentary last night about Osama and it was kind of interesting. I got very  curious about life in the middle east and watched a bunch of news clips on youtube. I feel that as a spiritual leader it is my duty to try to understand the conflicts between the east and the west. I must be Satan's lead crusader in the whole matter. I've got an important message for humanity and one day it shall unfold before me.

For the time being I study and gain spiritual wisdom through knowledge. Sophia leads me through wordly wisdom and is my guide. The gnostic mysteries of life are two-fold, being self-knowedge and knowledge gained through pursuit of wisdom. And, I would choose wisdom over love. Most of the couples I know are wimpy-assed, co-dependents who couldn't pick a toe nail clipping off the carpet without someone there to help them. I am very much opposed to having some person get all needy on me and want to spend 12 hours a day together. No thanks, buddy. You can back it up right there and leave me the hell alone. I get so bloody tired of people trying to be around all the time and interupting my thoughts and brilliant master plans for unleashing Satan's power on earth.

But, secrecy in these matters is of the utmost importance. I can't exactly blog about people banding together and trying to unlock the secrets of the world of demonic evil. I'll have every metal head kid at my door trying to learn the secrets of demon summoning as if it were a cheap novelty item like roman candles or sparklers. The Occult is called a mystery for a reason and we should be damned glad all the red necks and militants and criminals haven't figured out what we are up to. They would certainly be interupting our Satanic path of mehood by trying to recruit us.

Tomorrow I meet with a few people and maybe make a few new friends. Maybe I'll meet someone who isn't chicken ass about sacrificing a black hen at the crossroads. I need people in my life who aren't going to shit their pants over some demonic entities mischievious entrance. Strong people who aren't afraid of the dark. For my time isn't to be wasted by a bunch of fakers, social climbers,  and people looking to get laid.

So, thank you, brothers and sisters for granting me your audience. It's great to see that in this day of mediocre culture some people appreciate powerful literature. Thanks for supporting me and I send thee saffron and 3 wishes to ease your suffering.