There is still one “Bad
Attitude” from WOLFISM XIX that I haven’t yet discussed.
“Blessed are they
who stand alone, for Leviathan has a place for them.”
Many people are
frightened by the prospect of standing alone. They tremble at the thought of having
no crowd to protectively encircle them. I vomit such people out of my mouth.
Some feel comforted
by racial encirclement. “I’m white, and the great white army surrounds me.” Or:
“I’m black, and my African forebears encircle me with justice like steel.” I
reject all that. I’m Italian, but I take no solace in that. My strength and my
cunning, and they alone, are the source of my inner peace.
Some feel comforted
by religious encirclement. “I am a member of the Body of Christ.” Or: “I am of
Israel, God’s chosen people.” Or: “The Ummat al-Islam contains me.” I reject
all that. I could have decided to wrap religious Satanism around me like a blanket,
to keep the bogeyman of aloneness at bay, but I chose instead to put the
bogeyman to the sword.
Some feel comforted
by national encirclement. “Stars and stripes forever!” Or: “Rule, Britannia!” I
reject all that. Sure, I live in one of the world’s two superpowers (China
being the other, whether anyone wants to admit that or not) but that doesn’t
mean that I myself have super powers, and I have never known how to take pride
in anything other than my own capabilities and accomplishments.
Some feel comforted
by gender encirclement. “I’m a man like my daddy was.” Or: “I am woman – Hear me
roar! Girl power forever!” I reject all that. My strength and my cunning do not
derive from my Y-chromosome. And to all the women who roar: I admire you and I applaud
your claiming of your power, but it is not your pair of X-chromosomes that make
you elite amongst the beasts of the jungle: It is the steel in your spine, and
the razor sharpness of your wits.
Some feel comforted
by philosophical encirclement. “I’m a Conservative.” Or: “I’m a Liberal.” Or: “I’m
a Fascist.” Or: “I’m a Communist.” Or: “I’m an Objectivist.” Or: “I’m a
Satanist.” I reject all that. I have declined even to name my philosophy
Satanic, for two reasons: (1) arguing over what is or is not Satanic never ends
and never bears any fruit; and (2) any such naming of my philosophy might imply
I accept the authority of some prior thinker, and I do not: LaVey, for instance,
is an influence, yes, a muse, yes, even a kind of mentor, yes – but never an
authority over me. I make my own meaning and I am a law unto myself.
Standing alone is my
freely chosen destiny and I happily take it up. That I do so is perhaps my greatest
pride.
That said, there is
an encirclement none of us can escape, short of wandering off into the
wilderness and never being heard from again. Leviathan, by which I mean the
human species as a titan on the earth, devouring all things, metabolizing all
things, excreting all that is useless to it – this encircles us whether we like
it or not. We’re part of it. Every dollar we spend is oxygen for it. Every product
we produce is food for it. Every service we render is water for it. Every idea
we circulate is body heat for it.
I don’t ask what I
can do for Leviathan. I don’t need to. Everything I do, I ultimately do for
Leviathan whether I like it or not, even if my conscious purpose is utterly
selfish. No, what I ask is, what can Leviathan do for me? I don’t ask this
question as an Italian; nor as any kind of religious adherent; nor as an American;
nor as a man; nor even as a Satanist. I ask this question from a place of total
individualism and complete egotism. What can Leviathan do for this unique
biological organism that I perceive myself to be? Nor is it ever difficult for me
to get my answer. Money, products, services, and ideas swarm all about me. I
need merely be strong and cunning enough to be able to get my hands on the
things I want or need.
Leviathan helps
those who help themselves. ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!

But it isn't. The group, or community, all creates a herd of its own under its political/occult banner of ideologies. To those who have left the Abrahamic religions and think that they got rid of their master, you are simply wrong. All you have done is replaced a master with a different master. Their is no critical thinking involved in any of these organizations/political ideologies/music. Instead you all become cows, instead of one who can walk on his own two feet alone. What makes us different on the Left Hand Path, is we each only center upon ourselves, and choose our own destiny by shaping it under our own wills. Yes, you can make the logical argument saying, "well isn't fake individualism everywhere? I mean you guys are all doing the same thing." Yes, we have our own organizations/communities, but what makes us separate from groups that preach fake individualism, is the fact that each of us on the path do not have any common mission's, nor are we all in the same boat with the same ideas.
The Left Hand Path is for one who can either choose to win or loose, It is a Social Darwinist system. Those who claim to be on the path and choose to preach or practice the SJW "Woke" mentality are not on the path at all. Instead the path has weeded them out. This path is for the strong who strive towards their own future, it is not for the weak who would share the same collective intellectual ideas. Personally, I don't have a problem having a brotherhood with comradery that comes to it. But what it all comes down to, is each is on its own when it comes to practicing the Left Hand Path. Their is no having a Satanic group bible study, this path is a path with differing ideas that we choose under our own separate wills. A true individualist does not wish to belong with a group of creatures, instead a true individualist is a lone wolf.
I'm nihilist and a question people often ask me is "How can you have no morals?" The reason is simple: I can't have anything which doesn't really exist. Once this is realized, the assertions of moralists would be insulting if they weren't so absurd.
A moralist will ask me: "What keeps you from impaling babies on spikes?"
My answer: "Nothing. If that's what I really wanted to do with my life, then that's what I'd be doing."
The next thing the person says is a cue as to whether or not continuing to talk to the person will be a waste of my time:
A moralist will miss the point entirely and accuse me of wanting to impale babies on spikes. (And will be quickly dismissed.)
A non-moralist will ask: "Well, what do you want to do with your life?" Which is exactly the point.
I don't want to impale babies on spikes. In fact, very often the idea suggested by a moralist never occurred to me until the moralist asked me.
No, I don't have morals: I don't have time to go around doing the 'evil' moralists imagine.
"Satan has been the best friend the Church has ever had, as He has kept it in business all these years!" --Anton LaVey, The Nine Satanic Statements