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Wolfie

Hail the Darkness!

 

Demon of Shame: HAIL! I feel you press me in from all sides. I feel you all along the length and breadth of all of my skin. I was not the self that I thought I was. How can I be this other self? I have treacherously betrayed what I thought were my convictions! Do I deserve even to live?

 

Demon of Humiliation: HAIL! I feel you burn like real heat. My face, my ears, my shoulders – they’re on fire! How can I face ever again the ones who did this to me? How can I show my face in public? I have shown myself to be weak and stupid! They were right to mock and kick me. To laugh and taunt me. I am beneath them.

 

Demon of Outrage: HAIL! I feel you pull me forward. Your hooks in my jaw, at my collar bone, in my shoulders, at my chest – they tug at me! I must leap upon this creature that dared perpetrate what I cannot – what I will not – allow to pass unpunished. I must teach it the error of its ways and the lesson must be unforgettable. Let there be PAIN!

 

Demon of Contempt: HAIL! I feel you stretching me toward the sky. The skin, bones, and muscles from my head to my feet are pulled taut like rubber bands and I feel taller, like a giant. This – this thing – is small like a bug, so small, so easy for me to squash underfoot. But I will not. I will capture it instead and pull off its limbs one by one. If it screams – I will laugh. Why not? It exists for my amusement.

 

Demon of Animosity: HAIL! I feel your adrenalin pump in my veins. I feel you alter my state of consciousness. Every part of my body is on high alert. I am poised and ready to pounce. The enemy has entered my domain. The truce is broken. All peace is expelled from my pores. My world has a new name: Battlefield.

 

Hail the Darkness!

 

(Any of the above can be incorporated into cathartic ritual if it fits your infernal aesthetic. You can of course modify them if your own bodily experience differs from mine.)

 

“Hello Darkness, my old friend.” ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!




Wolfie Jul 31 '21 · Rate: 1 · Tags: darkness, ischyros diavolos!, thirteen demons, wolfism
Wolfie

Hail the Darkness!

 

Demon of Misery: HAIL! I feel you like broken glass beneath my skin. I feel you at the sides of my skull, and in my throat, shoulders, chest, and back. The millstone of life grinds me like corn. All of my illusions are pulverized. No one and nothing will save me. I can only bide my time. If I survive and escape, I must never again fall into this predicament.

 

Demon of Despair: HAIL! I feel you clench my insides like a vise. I feel your grip in my throat, my solar plexus, my bowels, and my loins. No hope! My strength and my cunning fail me. Wherever I turn, I face my insufficiency. I have no power, no luck, no resources, no plan. I have nothing but ash and dust.

 

Demon of Revulsion: HAIL! I feel your tremors like a quake within me. I feel you at the back of my skull, all over my face, and in my throat, shoulders, elbows, hands, chest, and back. This – this thing – it must not be! It must be expelled from existence! I myself must expel it. I call down annihilation!

 

Demon of Horror: HAIL! I feel you push me backwards. I feel your force propel my head, my torso, my hips, and my legs. I back away, whimpering. Awful – so awful – my sanity feels vulnerable and exposed. I must defend my lucidity at all cost. I would gibber and mutter and mumble and moan – but I must not. I must put up a shield.

 

Hail the Darkness!

 

(Any of the above can be incorporated into cathartic ritual if it fits your infernal aesthetic. You can of course modify them if your own bodily experience differs from mine.)

 

“Hello Darkness, my old friend.” ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!




Wolfie

Hail the Darkness!

 

Demon of Anger: HAIL! I feel you inflate me like steam in a balloon. I feel you behind my eyes, and in my jaw, my shoulders, my spine, and my loins. I see my antagonist painted red. I long to stomp! I long to crack bones, to crush and grind bones.

 

Demon of Sadness: HAIL! I feel you well up inside me like hot water filling a basin. I feel you behind my eyes, and in my throat, my chest, and my stomach. I have endured a great loss. I long to lie down, to wither and die, and be buried. But I do not, for I live, and what lives must go on living.

 

Demon of Fear: HAIL! I feel you jolt me like an arc of electric current. I feel you in the back of my head, all over my face, in my shoulders and elbows, in my loins, and in my knees, ankles, and feet. It came suddenly: Danger! I need to run. Away from here, to somewhere else – I need to run!    

 

Demon of Aversion: HAIL! I feel you pulling me like strings knotted to my insides. I feel your tug in my eyes, in the front and back of my head, in my neck and shoulders, in my knees, ankles, and feet. This – this thing – it is not to my liking. It must not touch me, nor be near enough to me that I can smell it.  

 

Hail the Darkness!

 

(Any of the above can be incorporated into cathartic ritual if it fits your infernal aesthetic. You can of course modify them if your own bodily experience differs from mine.)

 

“Hello Darkness, my old friend.” ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!




Wolfie Jul 30 '21 · Rate: 1 · Tags: darkness, ischyros diavolos!, thirteen demons, wolfism
Wolfie

Hail the Darkness!

 

To be clear: I’m not referring to something that exists in external reality, or that is self-aware, or has agency. I’m referring to something that exists in every individual human psyche: potential waiting to be tapped.

 

The Darkness is all of the so-called “negative” emotions: anger, sadness, fear, aversion, misery, despair, revulsion, horror, shame, humiliation, outrage, contempt, and animosity, thirteen in all, which is why I call them the Thirteen Demons.

 

The Demon of Anger grants the power of striking.

 

The Demon of Sadness grants the power of absorbing a blow.

 

The Demon of Fear grants the power of swiftness.

 

The Demon of Aversion grants the power of dodging.

 

The Demon of Misery grants the power of suspicion.

 

 The Demon of Despair grants the power of emptiness.

 

The Demon of Revulsion grants the power of destruction.

 

The Demon of Horror grants the power of self-protection.

 

The Demon of Shame grants the power of self-awareness.

 

The Demon of Humiliation grants the power of standing alone.

 

The Demon of Outrage grants the power of brutality.

 

The Demon of Contempt grants the power of oppression.

 

The Demon of Animosity grants the power of war.

 

Each and all of these can be accessed via cathartic ritual. First, select which power you will need, then alone at night in a dark room, light your candles. Draw upward out of your subconscious the memory of when you have known, personally and intimately, the demon you now require. Picture the scene. Feel the so-called “negative” emotion. Let it overwhelm you to whatever extent you are trained enough to be capable of. Do not shrink from it. Let it burn! Then hail the Darkness, invoke the demon, invoke the power, describe the need, describe your will, invoke the power again, hail the demon, release the demon, hail the Darkness again, and extinguish your candles.

 

You may add whatever you like to the stripped-down version I have offered. Include whatever bombast and pageantry your dark heart desires.

 

Never forget: Nothing will happen in external reality until you go out into the world and take ACTION to achieve your will.

 

“Hello Darkness, my old friend.” ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!




Wolfie Jul 29 '21 · Rate: 3 · Tags: darkness, ischyros diavolos!, wolfism, thirteen demons
ManxLoaghtan Member

As a child I became aware of the shadow within me at a very early age and by age 7 was very confused about what this was. Having given it several names and then accepting it as my twin, even telling other children about my sister who did not live with me but lived with my father who had separated from my Mother when I was one; she was not like me though, she was naughty, did what she wanted and could change how she looked, pretty like a girl at first but as I got used to her being around she slowly let me see her true self, so dark and mysterious and actually having no gender; I always knew it would never hurt me, it protected me.  


Obviously this all has to be put into a child's perspective of the world around them; mine was full of abuse and neglect. 


Satanism awakened me, only in the last couple of years, to this concept of "The Shadow" being the beast within me, my true self, the primeval ego of self preservation. I was The shadow. 


After many years of studying psychology to try to gain knowledge of what I knew had been happening for so many years yet was so surreal I almost was afraid to talk about it to anyone for want of them saying I was mad, nothing helped. 


I now know that to survive the abuse in my childhood I had separated my conscious self from the physical body, I had let the shadow out and all the animal instincts that came with it, considered sins by societies standards, to fight back, to attack those who attacked you, to do what I wanted, to live for myself, to love myself, to question and investigate, to gain knowledge and self growth... TO SURVIVE! 


Carl Jung on the "Shadow Self" by Thomas LeRoy



I AM SATAN. HAIL SATAN. 

ManxLoaghtan May 26 '16 · Rate: 5 · Tags: shadow, self, darkness, jung
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