Oh, my goodness, I got really high off of an edible yesterday and did some major healing work. I have a new personality developing. I haven’t named it yet. I spent yesterday listening to music with tears streaming down my face but I felt no emotion. My eyes were just running like crazy, so someone was definitely sad.
Working with Britney again.
So I’ve started reading The Satanic Bible and I’m officially intrigued. After getting through that boring foreword by Peter Gilmore I read the Preface, the Prologue and the Nine Satanic Statements. I have found that I have had to read paragraphs over again to really get the point. This is not the kind of book one can just gloss over and read quickly.
Tonight I start (Fire) The Book of Satan; The Infernal Diatribe.
I’ve finished The Infernal Diatribe. I suppose it was more shocking in its day, but with marriage equality and all that jazz, it seems a little less infernal and more practical.
I’ve finally gotten to the spellcasting section, or Belial, EARTH, and I have to say I’m a wee bit pissed off. According to this religion, I have to dress all sexy for the pleasure of the men who get to wear plain hooded robes. What?
Well, I finished it yesterday. It ended with a bunch of Enochian proclamations and their English translations. This book is stupid and definitely not worth the $7.99 I spent on it. If you’re new to magick, you might get a kick out of it, but if you’ve been around the block a few times you’ll see that this is just a con job.