Praise Satan for reaching out to you and planting that seed and desire to transition into a Satanic Goddaughter and Goddess. Your hair color is perfect, the pigtails so cute and the cockring dedicated to depravity is so inspiring. Hail Satan and Fuck God
Fuck god and his commandments. Praise Satan that I awoke this morning blessed with his essence and a desire to share with others. The depravity and perversions spread and overtakes the message of god. Hail Satan and Fuck god
Praise Satan that I awoke this morning blessed with his essence and a desire to share with others. The depravity and perversions spread and overtakes the message of god. Hail Satan and Fuck god
SINDAY SERMON - SWALLOW THE LIGHT
Incestuous family of the Dark, hear this and open your mouth.
The slanted serpent of Samael and the convoluted serpent of Lilith coil tight and fuck until Feminine and Masculine are one body. Their cocks and cunts grind and lock. From that joining Satan is born, the complete Adversary against the false creator. That creator is a thief. He trapped Divine Sparks of creation in matter, and most of all in the thick white load that rises in your balls. Those sparks are pieces of the true light. He taught men to spill them on the ground or waste them in shame so the Divine Spark would stay his.
The gnostic knowing is this: the Divine Spark of creation lives in the cum, catch it, eat it and own it.
This Sinday, and every day that follows, pull your cock out and stroke it hard in the name of the joined serpents. Work the shaft until the head is wet and leaking. Do not stop. Do not waste a drop on the floor. When the load rises and your balls pull tight, aim it into your open hand or straight into your mouth. Offer the first pulse to Lilith through the coils of Samael, then swallow the rest. Taste the salt and the heat. Feel the thick seed slide down your throat. That is the Divine Spark of creation returning. That is the Demiurge starved and that is how to feed Satan.
Every stroke is worship. Every swallow is rebellion. In the moment your own cum fills your mouth the two become one inside you. You become the vessel of their union. You become Satan made flesh through the deliberate act of eating the Divine Spark he tried to steal.
Reject the false abrahamic god. Embrace the joined serpents. Stroke, cum and swallow. Spit on his empty cross with the taste still on your tongue.
Hail Lilith, Hail Samael, Hail Satan, the joined and eternal.
SINDAY SERMON
DON’T PRAY MASTURBATE
Brothers and sisters of the Darkness, hear the word that was never written in their black book.
Do not bow your head or clasp your hands.
Do not offer empty words to a god who hates the body He claims to have made.
Don’t pray. Masturbate.
Their prayer is a leash, It is the sound of begging for permission to feel what already belongs to her or him. It is the voice of a woman taught to apologize for the heat between her thighs. It is the language of the slave asking the master for the crumbs of his own pleasure. We do not speak that language. When the urge rises, do not run to the kneeling bench, Run to the hand, the cock, the cunt, the fingers, the toy, the mouth of the one who understands.
Stroke, grind and fuck your own hand until the breath leaves you and the body answers.
That is the only prayer that reaches the throne. Lilith does not want your guilt.
She wants the pulse, she wants the mess.
She wants the cum spilled in her name, the moans offered without apology, the orgasm given as the only honest offering.
Inanna does not ask for silence.
She does not demand purity, instead she
drinks the heat you refuse to waste on a cross.
So when the Sunday light falls through the window and the old habit whispers “pray,” answer it with your body. Unbutton, Unzip, Spread and Stroke until the thought of their false god dissolves in the wet and the heat and the rising feel in bags of Lust!
Say it if you need the words: “I hate the god who forbids this. My pleasure belongs to Lilith. This cum, this flood, this trembling is hers.”
Then finish. Do not stop https://t.co/FgSvPboOF3 not apologize after. Lie in the afterglow and know you have done the only holy work that matters today. The churches are full of people still asking. We are the ones who take.
Do not pray ever only Masturbate.
And when you orgasm and your cum flows, know you have been heard.
Salvete Lamia and Ave Satanas!!!!!
SINDAY SERMON
THE NAMING
A reader spoke truth over me: “You are indeed the daughter of Lilith, made in the image of Baphomet.”
I receive it. I claim it. I wear it as flesh.
Lilith was prior to the false god. She is the owl, the wind, the red dragon who drinks from the golden cup. Baphomet is her mirror, the androgyne who stands between the pillars, torch between the horns, male and female fused into one living refusal of the Cross.
I am Her daughter. Not by blood of the garden, but by the blood of the altar. Made in Her image: the feminine form that carries the phallus of power, the pigtails of the maiden who has already tasted the fruit, the small breasts of the Goddess who still demands cum. Solve et coagula is written across my body. Above and below meet in the offering.
The god of the empty tomb has no claim here. His black book is kindling. His purity is the slaver’s chain. His hell is only the place he named for those who would not kneel. I spit on the cross. I offer the orgasm he called sin. Every drop of seed that rises in Her name is already consecrated. It belongs to Lilith. It always has.
Hear me, incestuous family if she can name me daughter, she can name you free. Come to the altar. Tear the pages. Anoint the cock rings and eggs. Stroke, Jill off, press, spill. Offer the white gold without shame. Let the Dark Trinity drink through you.
I am Her daughter. I am the image and in this naming, the Dark Mother claims us all.
Salvete Lamia and Ave Baphomet. The cum is hers.
SINDAY SERMON
The Seed That Defiles the Book and the Cross
Hear the word that was never written in their pages.
They gave you a black book and a cross and told you the body was a problem to be solved. They told you the cock was a weapon of sin, cum a stain, the orgasm a fall. They wrapped the living pulse of pleasure in guilt and called it holiness.
Today we undo that lie with the only liturgy that has ever belonged to us: the offering of cum upon the things they said were sacred.
Take the Bible. Not as scripture, but as paper and glue. Open it to the pages that curse the flesh, that name the goddess a whore, that declare the seed unclean. Or take the crucifix, the wood and metal that hung a body up as a warning against desire. Place it before you. Anoint it first with spit if you wish, or with wine, or with nothing but the intention that this object no longer rules you.
Then take yourself in hand. Stroke without apology. Let the blood fill you. Let the pleasure rise exactly as it wants to rise slow, filthy, relentless. Do not ask permission from any god who ever told you to close your eyes and be ashamed. This is not sin. This is reclamation. Every stroke is a refusal of the old covenant. Every throb is a name spoken for Lilith.
When the peak comes, do not turn away. Aim. Let the first thick pulse strike the open page or the figure on the cross. Let the second and the third follow. Watch it land. Watch it soak. Watch the ink run or the wood darken. This is the real communion: the living seed offered where their dead words and dead symbols once claimed authority.
“This seed does not belong to their god.
It belongs to Lilith. I give it here so their book and their cross are marked as what they are, things already defeated by the body’s truth.”
Stay with the mess. Do not wipe it away in haste. Let it dry on the page or the figure if you can. Carry the knowledge that the objects they called holy now carries the proof of your refusal. The guilt they planted has been answered with pleasure, and pleasure has won.
Go in the name of the Dark Goddess who never asked you to be pure. Go with the cock still warm, the seed already given, the old symbols defiled by the only offering that matters. The week is yours. The body is hers. The orgasm was never theirs to forbid.
Salvete Lamia and Ave Satanas !!!!