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The Charlottesville violence has brought out the best in us.  People are exceptional at coming together and drawing that line in the sand to do battle with evil forces.

We rally the armies of righteous indignation to wet our blades with the blood of our enemies and scream out in sanctimonious glee.  If you're not with us, you're against us and you will receive no quarter!

And so it goes on and on until we die. Death is the only true peace.

It is the nature of man to fight; to fight with nature, to fight with dark forces, to fight with himself.  Some put on a team jersey and are absorbed into someone else's conflict, while others take the reigns of the beast.

Only in the eternal struggle is there meaning.
Killing an idea takes more than destroying the system that houses it. The idea is dead when it is falls out of use. Some believe that not only is the system of Satanism decaying, but also that it is falling out of use.

The error in thinking here is that Satanism is an idea, religion, philosophy, or some other system of ideas.  The term Satanism is a description of a process, a state of being.  It doesn't require specific words, rituals, chants, artifacts, clothing, books, or organizations.

Satanism will die, but, even after every Satanist is dead, the spirit of Satan will burn on.
Forums, boards, social networks, corporations, gangs, religions, charities, cults, and the list goes on.  Groups of people slap labels on their foreheads not just because they have common goals, but because they want to belong.  The label becomes an identity while each individual mixes their own neurotic dispositions into the symbols they've adopted.

When I was a teenager, I had a tight-nit group of friends. There was a guy who saw what we had, so he tried to get in out it. He had all sorts of ambitions and ideas for the group, but his game was so laughably obvious that it was easy to exploit him at every turn.  His cost for wearing our label was high.

Over the years, I've seen plenty of people across different groups get mindfucked by labels. They never achieve their own goals, let alone come up with their own. I can't say I've been immune to that either.

Both online and offline, there's a myriad of groups one finds themselves a part of. It's not the label that matters so much as the value created by the interpersonal network. Even if the goal is simply to communicate ideas, there is a plethora of ways to engage.

 What makes this place a better facilitator? Is CoD just another tired label? Pixelated discussions and Internet soap opera seem to only go so far.

There is no Creator. There is no Creation.  There are no Satanists.  There is only the spirit of Satan. His essence.


Out of the destruction and befoulment of the Divine Nothing arises defined existence.

The destructive grace of Shakti is not contained in any vessels, living or dust. 


She lives between the fingers and the formless stone as the sculptor destroys his masterpiece into being.  She breathes death upon the pristinely blank canvas as a pact between the painter and his captured demons.


Our very being is shaped by a relentless torrent of darkness.  Only the few will seize the chisel and brush to become their own dark Master.

Rats called men scamper through their mazes looking for that ever so tempting curd of happiness.  Their myopic vantage affords them nothing more than a predisposition to striving for temporary satiation.


Far from being the end-all be-all, achieving happiness is nothing more than chasing the dragon. Such a fleeting state of mind cannot serve as the end goal any more than heroin intoxication, no matter how damn good it feels. Happiness is a side note, a by-product. To be happy is nary man's purpose.


The eternal purpose of man is to struggle to the grave having achieved some form of glory, or not.  Even glory fades over time, leaving only the struggle as a constant.


To live is to struggle and to struggle is to live. This is the law only abolished by an inevitable death. Even striving to overcome death requires the frigid embrace of a never-ending struggle rife with suffering and lightly peppered with small injections of happiness.

If you're a human being, chances are you've done something or participated in something that detriments another human being. It's a fact that people tend to do fucked up and terrible things to each other. It is in our nature.


I, like many people, have done things to other people that benefitted me, yet harmed those people. From my perspective, I did nothing wrong, since it so obviously benefitted me. I'm certain this can be said about anyone, especially in circles where "Might is Right" is parroted ad nauseam. Likewise, I've received similar treatment from other people over the course of my life.


There is nothing 'right' or 'wrong' about this behavior, but to stop there would be to take a superficial look at social dynamics. Indeed, human beings do not live in a vacuum. Everything that a person does has consequences. For me, what this all really boils down to is responsibility for one's actions and honor.


Seeing as human beings are social creatures it's worth pointing out that people naturally form groups of like-minded individuals. Ideally, each individual of the group is capable of helping themselves by helping the group. We can call this rational self-interest. At the same time, stratification will also manifest. This is also another fact of our nature.


Some may argue that stratification allows for a member of the group to compromise another member of the same group.  Of course, the problem with this is it's not necessarily in the rational self-interest of an individual to dissolve tribal cohesion. Indeed, it is quite irresponsible and reflects a lack of honor.


This isn't to say members should hold each other's hands.  The manifestation of stratification in such a context would actually be a social pecking order. To subvert a member of your group in this context would entail taking responsibility for that action rather than slink around like an honor-less coward.  If one is not strong enough move up the chain by their own merit, they simply don't deserve it.In another hypothetical scenario, let's assume a group has encountered an outsider. The outsider claims to resonate with the tribe and wants to participate. However, if the outsider fails to demonstrate the same kind of honor that is required for tribal cohesion, it is wise to dispose of them. In fact, I'd argue that the result should be the same for anyone who demonstrates their mundanity, whether they be an insider or not.


At the end of the day, everyone does things that harms other people for their own benefit. Again, there is nothing 'right' or 'wrong' about it. The difference between those I call my own and those I call mundane is the ability to take responsibility for one's actions. It doesn't matter to me if you call yourself a Satanist, or not. What shows me that someone is a mundane is their inability to own their actions. In my mind, this is especially egregious when one openly purports to be one of my own kind.


In my book, I give people 1 chance to prove they are worth having around. Once you have proven your worthlessness, I will no longer extend honor to you.

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