The Courage To Worship by Stinging Adder – Non-Fiction

Writer: Stinging Adder

Subject: The Courage To Worship

Link: LS666 Email / 18.11.2023

The Courage To Worship

Hey XP, I’ve enjoyed your site for some time now. Yesterday, I completely rejected Christ, God the Father, and the Holy Ghost from my life. I presented myself to Satan, as I’ve been calling him. I’ve decided to keep track of my experiences in the days and weeks following because of something I read on your site. Namely from the blog post — Your story could be the key — I’ll quote here:

I could not have said it any better myself … for some of us on here, our testimony and our service is to provide support and encouragement to others so that they may find freedom from shame and guilt and may no longer believe the lies they have been fed from religion all these years … Satan offers us a path of knowledge, of free will, of being no afraid but empowered … and His rewards are many, not the least of which is a feeling of sexual empowerment and lust and perversion … it is much more than about sex alone, albeit the sexual element is certainly a part of it for many of us … So turn from the lies of Christ and learn to embrace the freedom and the power of Lord Satan for His blessings are many for those that reach out to Him and follow His path.

It is in this spirit I’m sending you the following window on my evening, one day after leaving Christ. It’s a bit long, so I understand if you choose not to read it. But if you think it may be of service to the wavering, feel free to share it on your blog.

I’ve decided to keep using one of my closets as a space to practice devil worship, demon summoning, and blasphemy. I set up a large mirror on one wall of the mirror so I can watch myself engaging in these spiritual practices. It reaffirms my self-image; That I have courage, that I have no shame, and that I believe in the spirits. I’ve also begun to fall deeply in love with myself. The dogs jehovah and xrist always prevented me from doing that, and I hate them all the more for it now, because I’m only just realizing what spiritual poison they were to me. As such, I just enjoy looking at my naked body in the mirror, especially when it’s illuminated by the orange-red glow of a candle.

I decided to engage in spiritual practice tonight. I was listening to a track on youtube which was made with the intention of summoning the demon Paimon, specifically. I admit, I knew little about Paimon, and wasn’t really even paying attention to the dedication until I moved into the closet. In front of my mirror, I set a large candle and some blankets to make myself comfortable.

I stripped down to the nude and began praying to Satan/Lucifer, asking to know more about the spiritual world. I masturbated myself while admiring my image in the mirror, and cursed xrist and jehovah. I’d describe this experience as sinking into spiritual darkness. I focused on the sigil of Paimon in the video, and began to invoke the name of the demon. I realized how little I knew about him and began doing just a little research on his name while I fell deeper into trance.

Eventually, I just relaxed and sat back. After some time, and while feeling utterly dark and corrupt, deep in self love, I heard my name spoken audibly. As you can imagine, I sat upright out of surprise! Delighted surprise, to be sure. I wasn’t completely shocked, however, as I began to dialogue with the demon who blessed me with his presence; I’ve been convinced of the reality of the spiritual world for some time, and have felt great spiritual ecstasy communing with Satan/Lucifer in time past. However, actual sense data never registered until this wicked night.

I greeted the demon and asked him to reveal himself to me, with respect. For a while, I heard nothing, but continued to bask in the beautiful warmth of the scene. Deciding to try again, I asked the demon if his name was Paimon.

“Yes, I am Paimon,” he responded.

I’ll try to relate what he said but this is from memory, so don’t take it as a word-for-word transcription. And, in fact, it was of a rather informal and personal nature. I thanked King Paimon for appearing before me, and praised Satan for bringing me out of the spiritual bondage I’d been under, thanks to my old friend Christ.

“Yes, we worked hard to bring you out from the influence of the dog jehovah. It took us almost thirty years, but my master had chosen you as one of His own,” said Paimon.

Again I praised Satan and asked Paimon for guidance in my spiritual development. I got the sense that he chuckled, although this wasn’t audible, just a feeling.
“You have been through a lot, Joseph. Your guidance is coming, rest assured of that promise. For now, just relax and enjoy being on the other side of the struggle. Enjoy your freedom to curse the Dog Jehovah,” Paimon said.

“Thank you, King Paimon. I look forward to it. Am I to understand that you also had a hand in bringing my away from the dog?” I asked.
“Yes,” he answered mentioning how he’d been involved.

“Thank you again, for revealing yourself to me. Hail Paimon, Hail Satan, Lucifer Prince of Darkness,” I said.

At that point, I felt the demon’s presence leave me. I fell back and reflected for a moment on the experience. At the same time, I began to feel hatred for the “Dog Jehovah” as the demon had called him, and began to curse him like I never had before. My feeling was that he had kept me from this world, this incredible spiritual experience out of jealousy.

For decades I prayed to him and got nothing, and just one day into my new path I’d already experienced something more real, by anyone’s definition, than I’d gotten in all the time wasted on him and his useless son. I have felt real joy for the first time in my entire life, and I never even knew I was missing it because living for Christ makes true joy impossible.

I began to stroke myself while I looked up and invited god the father to do something, anything about it. I told him, quite specifically and with completely sincerity that I was glad that he sent his worthless son to die on the cross for my sins, just so I could have the pleasure of rejecting his gift of salvation. Then I looked in the mirror and smiled while I stroked myself into probably the strongest orgasm I’ve had in my entire life – which is really saying something!

Once I regained my wits, I’ll admit I was a little shook. If the bible is true, after all, it’s possible that jehovah could kill me or punish me severely. In a way, I feel like a lot of my blasphemy towards Christ and the triune god has been a bit “routine” and a bit “autopilot,” even if heartfelt. But tonight I felt like I really looked the “Father” right in the eye and spat in his face. I took a shower before beginning to write this down. But now that I write this, I’m more certain than ever that I made the right choice.

Anyway, I know this is a lot and perhaps a bit ramble-y. I can really get carried away when I talk about my hatred for Christ, as it is my greatest possession. But I’m more excited than ever to continue on this path of spiritual development. Thanks for reading this. Ave Satanas!

RESPONSE FROM XP (VIA LS666 EMAIL)

Thank you for sharing this with me. I certainly was stroking myself the entire time I read it. Christ be fucked. The closet and mirror thing was really beautiful. I had a similar experience as a young child, rejecting god and masturbating to Satan (in my mirrored closet) for the first time … like you, my orgasm was so incredibly intense. Have you set up an altar? Do you use pagan music to assist the mood? I was not that familiar with the Demon Paimon, but now have done some reading.

RESPONSE FROM STINGING ADDER (VIA LS666 EMAIL) 

Thanks for the response. Christ be fucked indeed!  I don’t have an altar yet, just an empty closet that I’ve been using because it’s good to keep the light out. I’m glad you asked about music. I’ve been looking for some music to accompany my spiritual practices and to inflame the darkness inside. Pagan music, I don’t know much about. What I’ve mainly been listening to during practice are so-called “Luciferian binaural beats” – there is a Youtube channel called the blvckvdept which has some phenomenal stuff. But if you have any music suggestions, I’d be happy to hear them!

3 thoughts on “The Courage To Worship by Stinging Adder – Non-Fiction”

  1. Ayy! Glad you liked my story. Good job editing it for this post, by the way. Sent you some responses in email.

    xrist be fucked 🙂

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