The Epistles of Lord Satan

Traditional Theisitc Satanism

The Devil's Disciple

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the underground sinking ritual chamber

Posted by epsat on February 14, 2019 at 9:45 AM Comments comments (0)

Entered House via lobby and wait straight down to basemnt entrance, entered went round the main ritual pool area, to the left and entered a large underground chamber which looked very like the unearthered remains of the ancient roman bathhouse in Cardfill; Wales; a site of ecavation no less, and a short ladder leading down to the sandy bse of columns, roman in style; there was a deep hole in centre of this space; I was quite nervous of its depth, and suddenly revelation hit me that real fear is useful for developing ritualistic energy, it is part of any ritual. Fear changes consciousness and can be integral to any ritual; but at same time, frightened of the deep shalft around which the ritual chamber was built, a feeling of great peace and stability.

Then whole stone floor of temple became a platform which slowly descended into ground, some 30 feet or so; and then slowly move back up; I then climbed out of this pit and made my way back; a clever device for carrying out chthonic rituals.

Questions and the triangular room

Posted by epsat on January 31, 2019 at 9:35 AM Comments comments (0)

Entered Profess House in some distress and depression; on right hand wall of lobby, under the broad staircase spiralling up the right hand side of the domed lobby, with its black and white squared marble floor, into a small room triangular in sahpe; i felt the grey walls tapering in to meet at a sharp point ahead of me; felt restricting to be in this place; I aksed two questions:

what should i be doing and who should I being doing it for?

A replay from the room; 'follow your inner fire' to which i replied, looking up at the triangular ceiling, 'I have no coal or wood for my fire'; at this retort, i saw gthe ceiling create a spiral triangular shpae out of golds and scarlet hues; which then became something like a picture of a Phoenix; and the room replied to me: 'change your environment'

i quickly left the House, and gave thanks to Saturn for advice from one of his emmassaries.


Posted by epsat on January 30, 2019 at 4:25 AM Comments comments (0)

I have not gone back to the Profess House of the order for a while, as i have had another nervous breakdown, but propelled, becuse o agitation, to create text for a couple of new website on reverse xtianity, and anti comsic satanism, as such. Happy with output at the moment

Not sure whether to upgrade this account, my soundcloud account or start a new site with weebly or squarespace. I have even looked at Mobiriser and finding my own server to upload a custom built site to.

Whatever it is, my material has to be mobile friendly, because no one is using laptop or desktops anymore, i say that but the laptop is making a come back in the form of Alienware 51m which not only is a desktop replacement machine, but, like desktops, is fully upgradable. So there is life in the old lapdog yet.

Yet everywhere i go, i must be the only person in the world who is not surfing the net on the go.

I must move with the times, and website builder services will help with this.

Decision, decisions. And all the while ideas flow from my troubled mind, but i have no practical energy to develop any project.

the star chamber

Posted by epsat on January 18, 2019 at 11:55 AM Comments comments (0)

Entered a brightly lit lobby and was guided by instinct to descend the broad, shallow steps of white marble and through the msall black door to the basement level, and past the great bath and past the door where i found another ritual room; to my left, entered a very large chamber, round, and domed; on the floor, a brightly coloured pattern, ennagram and swastika motiff, and red circle; a young woman in black silk dress and with a scarlet band across her chest; off the shoulder evening gown; i touched her when i got to the middle of this ring; she wasn't wearing any underwear as i soon found out.

As made love to her, i began to tell this story as if i wasn't there; as i am doing now; before that, said some words in a loud voice, in demonic tongue;

After the sex magickal session, if that was what it was, finished, and went quickly from that place, but not before i had this thought how significant it was that we should be having sex in such a large chamber and that the space around us was necessary to the magickal working in some onscure way

the lavendar room

Posted by epsat on January 16, 2019 at 4:15 AM Comments comments (0)

Quickly entered the Profess House, and ascended the left hand stair case to first floor; turned left and then right; and down a small coriidor and into a square room which was filled with a thick lavendar coloured mist and all firnishings such as I could see were of he same colour.

I then contemplated that when i tried to remember the smell of the herb whose colour I was envoloped in, I could not remember the smell exactly but i did have a strong and meaninfdul impression of the experience of smelling the herb and that was what I was remembering. This contemplation hit me with the force of a revleation, because I think I now understand the meaning of the word 'mystery' hence mystery school.

when i returned to the lonny, i was met by the bald headed abbot dressed man and greeted by him, as I left the building.

From library to garden sculpture 2

Posted by epsat on January 12, 2019 at 10:55 AM Comments comments (0)

Found myself walking down a steep hill , road lined with conifers, in other words, more of the driveway to the Profess House; the estate lies behind a large hill over which the long driveway goes; turned right and i am standing before the usual entrance of the House. I go through the black doors, inlaid with gold Saturn symbol, and find myself in the lobby, all the lights switch on automatically. I turn right and go through fine doors to the library, where i find a large white vellum book, wherein is a large symbol like a scaffold. i make my way through the large French windows at the corner of the library, which is large and L shaped; i find myself walking down a gravel path lined with Box hedges and to a small plinth wherein is a bronze scupluture of a an open book, which is perhaps being held by someone, looks like the scuplutre of Shakespeare at Wilto n House, Englan d. Having gazed on this for a minute, i return from whence i came,  consciously avoiding just cutting across the grass to the front of the House which would have taken me back to the driveway.

the whorl root chamber

Posted by epsat on January 11, 2019 at 9:35 AM Comments comments (0)

Upon entering the lobby, taken to a small chamber at the end of short orridor which lies on the right wall of the lobby under the right staircase, which seems to change direction every onece and a while; through a door to this corridor and at the end into a cave chamber a small altar with only a grey cloth on it and a small glass of liquid, but my attention was drawn to the whorl sculpture on the wall behind the altar, this was a kind of root of a great tree or plaster made into a grey coloured spiral figure like a whorl; i was delightfully attracted to this item and i drank the scarlet liquid on the strength of the homely feeling;

The table of Sigils

Posted by epsat on January 9, 2019 at 8:10 AM Comments comments (0)

I had just entered the lobby and immediately greeted by a strange entity with a single eye surrounded by a pon gold sunburst' it hovered to one side and then over the inclining sction to the basement, I hel up my left hand and sparks of violet flew towrds the floating pink gold orb; I was then drawn inside it and ported to a long sandy beach at sunset; i could see a prominentary with a lighthouse on the headland, the sea was calm and glittering with sunlight; i was then tiven a plan of a special ritual table or altar; this was construced from four Saturn sigil, the tails form the four feet of the table while the top is a three dimensional representation of the top part of the sigil, as if all four were fused together; the wood was light and the legs of the table fairly ornate.

I was returned to the entrance lobby and the vision of this table stayed in my mind; it should be constructed apparently. or at least drawn out to plan

the chamber of mirrors

Posted by epsat on January 7, 2019 at 9:40 AM Comments comments (0)

Entered the main lobby and proceeded into the basement via the little black door inscribed with the Sigil of Saturn, in gold inlay; turned left and skirted the main bath area to the left following the left hand wall until a small dark wood door, opned this and entered a long corridor lined with mirrors, like in a fair ground, distortion mirros, as well as regular one, A the end of this corridor, i sueddenly saw a vision of shakti, with mauve skin, and orange Sari, sitting in child Pose on a lotus in the middle of a dark grey pool; then vision went away, replaced by rocky end of cave corridor, with three white neon lights their reflections somehow scatter down the length of the corridor; returned from whence i cam, and greeted a gathering in both lbrary, on my right, and living room on my left, as i left the building.

the chalice of serpents

Posted by epsat on January 5, 2019 at 8:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Immediately upon entering House, i went through the lobby to the back of the room, turned left and down a couple of corridors to a tunnel like structure hewn from the very rock foundations of the place, and yet did not descend; in a small chammber at the end end of this short rocky tunnel, a mauve glowing silver chalice with three balck serpents coming out of the chalice to greet me.

As fast I had entered, so i returned tto the place I bgan my visit