https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Gl-WwIKYeUXVArnxJlhT4Svh4NF7kolq

See above. All are in PDF format.

Ain't Satan King!

Hail Satan!

From when I was a little girl I could feel the divine spark, feel the presence of something more.

It took years and years of practice as a witch quietly working in the broom closet...

And then one day my Lord revealed himself to me.

From the moment that happened, all I've ever been able to think is HOLY FUCKING SHIT. Which is exactly why I decided to write a book about my magickal experiences working with Lucifer and others, and give it the only title I could think of: HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

If you're interested in reading about firsthand experiences of working with Lucifer, check out a copy but be warned: this is a book best read with the lights on. Trigger warning for violence and religious trauma.

Compilation of a Black Satanist : The Satanic Love by Nomadd Mobiuz https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/202599736-compilation-of-a-black-satanist

Are there any comedy novels you've read that have felt fall in line with Dr. LaVey's philosophy that you could recommend?

Hails!

• A.K.

Hey all! I'd like to recommend a book I recently read for my Satanic Book Club: "The Mysterious Stranger" by Mark Twain. It has a unique and thought-provoking portrayal of Satan, delving into themes that challenge conventional moral perspectives. Twain's depiction of Satan as a cynical, misanthropic character provides a fun look into the essence of life and humanity's moral sense.

The way Satan condescendingly views human actions and compares them to animals adds a layer of complexity to the narrative, it lead us to have some deeper philosophical discussions and also gave us some laughs. It's entertaining but also offers some great insights, and I think it a must-read for anyone interested in exploring the nuances of satanic themes in literature.

Some further info: Twain rote it intermittently between 1897 and 1908. It remained unfinished at the time of his death, and various editions exist based on his incomplete manuscripts. It is fairly short.

I read the version published by 1st World Library in 2004. I'd love to hear what people think of it!

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I know of Lucifer rising. Any other reccomendations would be appreciated

Bare with me please. I once upon a time downloaded an occult library off pirate bay in 2013-14? anyways there was a book on satanism/ demons and the likes (in a positives way I reckon). But one of the only things I can remember in the book. Was it describing ways you've known a demon has made contact. And i remember it saying you would feel a hot touch on the skin being one of them. I remember doing a ritual to summon something, and right before I went to bed, I felt the touch on my left shoulder, wasn't painful but very distinct. I shortly after that got very spooked and made the mistake of doing it when my girlfriend was home ( didn't know I did that) and she woke to me muttering to myself trying to banish it by calling out to local spirits. anyhow if anyone knows what I'm talking about Drop a line.

And is there anything about Christianity that you don’t dislike and anything about Satanism that you still wonder about or that doesn’t totally sit right/resonate with you yet though?

Hi, I would like to post my little gamebook . "Survivor" is in the mood of some sword and sorcery, some Biblical themes. It is not great, but created with passion - I was making it during my deconversion period and is element of my struggle with my old religion.

https://adeptus7.itch.io/survivor-text-based-short-gameinteractive-fiction

I invite You also to look at my text-based game - Dominion of Darkness - RPG/strategysimulator of the Dark Lord/Lady https://adeptus7.itch.io/dominion

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Master_and_Margarita

I am surprised that anybody hasn't written about this yet. In the Eastern Europe it is absolutely classic and people are arguing if it is pro Christian or pro Satan ;)

Not even kidding. Saw 665 members. I knew what I had to do. Really, this whole story isn't that complex, or very interesting. But it did happen, no denying that. But should all things that happen be talked about or have posts made for them? Probably not. But anyway, the real point is that I am Member #666 and you are not, which means.... Nothing? Huh, I was expecting more gratification out of this process than is actually happening. You guys talk, I'm going to go check out the rest of this subreddit. If you need me for anything, then just be less codependent. brb

I want to write some short stories based around either Satan, Lucifer, Baphomet, or something about the hypocrisies about Christianity, but I can't come up with anything really. I only have two ideas so far. Does anyone have any ideas of a story they'd like to read that I could possibly write? Thanks! 🤘🏽

r/SatanicMusic

they were made fairly recently, but have a lotta potential in my opinion. go support them

r/SatanicArt

if you wanna see some delightfully devilish art, this is the place for you.

r/SatanicProse

you can find some wonderful satanic poetry here.

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if y'all have any other subreddits you recommend, do share them.

Hymn to Satan

To you, creation’s mighty principle, matter and spirit reason and sense

Whilst the wine sparkles in cups like the soul in the eye

Whilst earth and sun exchange their smiles and words of love

And shudders from their secret embrace run down from the mountains, and the plain throbs with new life

To you my daring verses are unleashed, you I invoke, O Satan monarch of the feast.

Put aside your sprinkler, priest, and your litanies! No, priest, Satan does not retreat!

Behold! Rust erodes the mystic sword of Michael and the faithful

Archangel, deplumed, drops into the void. The thunderbolt lies frozen in Jove’s hand

Like pale meteors, spent worlds, the angels drop from the firmament

In unsleeping matter, king of phenomena, monarch of form,

Satan alone lives. He holds sway in the tremulous flash of some dark eye,

Or the eye which languidly turns and resists, or which, bright and moist, provokes, insists.

He shines in the bright blood of grapes, by which transient joy persists,

Which restores fleeting life, keeps grief at bay, and inspires us with love

You breathe, O Satan in my verses, when from my heart explodes a challenge to the god

Of wicked pontiffs, bloody kings; and like lightning you shock men’s minds.

Sculpture, painting and poetry first lived for you, Ahriman, Adonis and Astarte,

When Venus Anadyomene blessed the clear Ionian skies

For you the trees of Lebannon shook, resurrected lover of the holy Cyprian:

For you wild dances were done and choruses swelled for you virgins offered their spotless love,

Amongst the perfumed palms of Idumea where the Cyprian seas foam.

To what avail did the barbarous Christian fury of agape, in obscene ritual,

With holy torch burn down your temples, scattering their Greek statuary?

You, a refugee, the mindful people welcomed into their homes amongst their household gods

Thereafter filling the throbbing female heart with your fervor as both god and lover

You inspired the witch, pallid from endless enquiry, to succor suffering nature

You, to the intent gaze of the alchemist, and to the skeptical eye of the sorcerer,

You revealed bright new heavens beyond the confines of the drowsy cloister.

Fleeing from material things, where you reside, the dreary monk took refuge in the Theban desert.

To you O soul with your sprig severed, Satan is benign: he gives you your Heloise.

You mortify yourself to no purpose, in your rough sackcloth: Satan still murmurs to you lines from Maro and Flaccus

Amidst the dirge and wailing of the Psalms; and he brings to your side the divine shapes,

Roseate amidst that horrid black crowd, of Lycoris and Glycera

But other shapes from a more glorious age fitfully fill the sleepless cell.

Satan, from pages in Livy, conjures fervent tribunes, consuls, restless throngs;

And he thrusts you, O monk, with your memories of Italy’s proud past upon the Capitol.

And you whom the raging pyre could not destroy, voices of destiny, Wycliffe and Huss,

You lift to the winds your waning cry: ‘The new age is dawning, the time has come’.

And already mitres and crowns tremble: from the cloister rebellion rumbles

Preaching defiance in the voice of the cassocked Girolamo Savonarola

As Martin Luther threw off his monkish robes, so throw off your shackles, O mind of man,

And crowned with flame, shoot lightning and thunder; Matter, arise; Satan has won.

Both beautiful and awful a monster is unleashed it scours the oceans is scours the land

Glittering and belching smoke like a volcano, it conquers the hills it devours the plains.

It flies over chasms, then burrows into unknown caverns along deepest paths;

To re-emerge, unconquerable from shore to shore it bellows out like a whirlwind,

Like a whirlwind it spews its breath: ‘It is Satan, you peoples, Great Satan passes by’.

He passes by, bringing blessing from place to place, upon his unstoppable chariot of fire

Hail, O Satan O rebellion, O you avenging force of human reason!

Let holy incense and prayers rise to you! You have utterly vanquished the Jehova of the Priests.

• Giosuè Carducci