In support of Middle-Eastern metal bands!

I already mentioned it in the previous post but would like to make a statement again here.
To me it makes no difference where you were born and what color your skin is, as these superficial things have no bearing on who you choose to be, and which side you decide to take.
Hails to all who stand up against the tyrant god!

So here's an official music video by Al-Namrood from Saudi-Arabia!
There's lots of support (but also loads of bullshit, as usual) in the comments. One of the most notable: "[T]hey're from Saudi Arabia and what they do is considered illegal there, illegal enough to warrant the death penalty"
This is precisely why I think artists from such countries deserve a ton of extra credit for what they do - and even more so if their music is as absolutely awesome as this!!!

Al-Namrood were the first I discovered, but meanwhile I found a bunch more Middle-Eastern bands that are just as amazing! Admitted, the oriental sound is totally up my alley, I love it.

Here's Narjahanam, from Bahrain.

Here's Odious, from Egypt.

Here's Nashmeh, from Iran, with a brilliant female vocalist (amazing live performance in Germany).

These are my favorites so far, absolutely worth supporting and spreading word about!

And although not Satanic/black, for those into less dark music and less harsh vocals, here's some really nice folk metal by Al Qaynah from Afghanistan.

Bonus: Al-Namrood with a cover of a punk band The Exploited, "Beat the Bastards" - again with lovely oriental elements which I presume to be absent in the original.
So far I have 2 CDs by Al-Namrood only, bought at Bandcamp (direct link in previous post); albums by the other bands seem to be a bit harder to get your hands on but I'm looking into it.
They only have a single digital track by Nashmeh, but I prefer physical CDs.

Broke for now anyway as I had to buy something extremely expensive from eBay lately but which is a sacred and highly adored treasure I just needed to have - gonna post about it when it's here, comes from good old home USA so it's taking a while, if I'm lucky it may be here before Walpurgis Night.
I'm also writing another story but not sure if I'm gonna publish (yeah, last time I said that too but then did it anyway, LOL),but that's another story. :D

Strange how the world is turning

The past is bleak and barren. All the more pleasant memories I have of my life are of rather recent date, nearly none stretching farther back than the past decade. The further back, the more bleak and awful they get. The more reason to count my blessings now.

Yesterday I celebrated Good Friday - although it's more like an Evil Friday for a Satanist - once more turning to the old ritual of dance, which can be quite powerful when possessing a body like mine that can bear the force of channeling serpentine power, that is fast enough to be nearly lifted up into the air.

I greatly acknowledge the support coming from all corners of the Earth - not support for me personally, that's not what I mean. Most of what support I've had in my life was never given or meant to me personally, but whoever serves Satan is on my side. Whether it's art or music or something entirely different, it can be of great treasure, and there is nowadays so much more of it than there used to be, and much easier accessible.

Btw, from all corners of the world: Even from places where it means putting themselves in great peril, like the black metal band Al-Namrood from Saudi-Arabia, please SUPPORT!!!
I bought two of their albums so far, love the oriental elements in their music, they're amazing artists!

I could tell so much more. I've found treasures on eBay I wouldn't even have dared to dream of ever getting my hands on back when I was a kid and when everyone tried to take it away from me. Yes, that certain movie... Back then, all I knew of it was a crappy VHS version dubbed in a foreign language, barely understandable, and in very poor resolution on a tiny TV set. It's sad how I had never heard his voice then. It's even a wonder how I got the message anyway, so to speak, but such are the powers of Satan.
And no, it wasn't the Warlock who first won me over, I had been worshiping Satan long before that. I first prayed to Satan when I was about 8 years old, and for no apparent reason. I suppose I've had the Black Flame within me all along, possibly even from before I was born into this life - this I don't know about, so I won't make any claims here.

Even when it comes to much more sinister things I've found much treasure I wouldn't have dreamed of back then. I remember when I was a teenager, "Faces of Death" and "Men Behind the Sun" were among the most forbidden, goriest movies out there - in absolutely awful resolution which was explained by the fact of being real footage and seemed to add to the allure somehow. Much, much later I heard they were much less "real" than they were alleged to be...
But nowadays I know where to find lots of gore video material, and it's all real. I've had the immense privilege to view masked men slitting throats in HD, and more.

Yes, I do consider this an immense privilege and I don't give a rat's ass about how anyone likes it. I'm profoundly evil and I delight in it, and it's weird but kind of entertaining how some supposed "friends" suddenly wake up to the fact, sometimes after years only, and due to much more banal incidents than the details I've revealed above - such as the one with the cute little snake.
Yes, I said cute little snake... that's just how I roll, LOL.

One of the people who unfriended me over the snake (yes, after years!) had only about 3 days earlier done me an immense favor in buying me something I was otherwise unable to get my hands on since I don't have any credit card. I paid him back the amount immediately and later received the pictures... pictures of my Master, I needed to have them... To the no-longer-my-friend: You too have served Satan. :D

Yes, I'm profoundly evil but I'm also very tolerant, generous, and I have a great sense of humor.
I'm much more open-minded than some orthodox Satanists who bash, for instance, bands like Cradle of Filth for not being true Satanists. I like the band a lot and have several albums by them - it's great art and I find it enjoyable. They're not opposed to or even hindering the cause by simply making great music, even without the true Satanic spark in it. Not everyone needs to follow the Satanic path - in fact, it's a path only for the few.
But then again, even if not as much by conscious choice, in a way they also have served Satan.

I'm truly grateful for everything offered to me, everything I can have in my life now when in the past I had nothing. Not even anything really worth calling it a life at all. But how things have changed!
We can still win, and I'll make sure we will. I wish to serve Satan, in everything I do.
Honor & loyalty.
Praise Satan!!!

FIBO 2017, Cologne

Photos from last Saturday.

Running a special kind of treadmill.
It's self-powered (no motor).

And when I run, I run like HELL!!!

 

 

"The Way to Live" is upside down. :D

Running upside down also works.

Watch out, down there.

Sitting here on thin air.
My Master could pull this off anytime,
but occasionally I can too.

ATTACK!!!

The next day, a bike tour for some alone-time
in nature, to recover from the crowds.
"Live Free or Die"

Tempora mutant

"Praise Satan, with each breath that I take!" I shouted while running in the woods today. I suppose nobody else heard it - no one but Satan, that is - but if so, whatever. About 12K in 64 minutes, including some steep climbs. My workout, especially the running, is somehow deeply connected to my religion - perhaps just because the workout is part of my life, and I live my religion. Feeling free while running in the woods, moving so swiftly with nothing but the force of my own body, I felt deeply grateful to Lord Satan for making this possible for me.

Yes, times are changing, but this my spiritual path remains beyond any doubt.

Other things end - such as some friendships, and usually when they collide with my religion.

Another thing that ended lately, and literally with a great bang, was the building known as Bonn Center which once housed my old McFit gym. I was lucky to get to watch it live when it was demolished with explosives.
I was at the other, remaining McFit (the one closer to my home, fortunately) when a guy there told me the building was to be blown up at 11AM that day. It was twenty past ten and I was pretty much done with workout, so I decided riding out to the bridge crossing the Rhine river to watch it from there. Other people were already lining the railing.
A helicopter was hovering stationary above the far side of the river. The bridge turned out to be a perfect vantage point, although more than a kilometer away, because I enjoyed the demonstration of the fact that light travels so much faster (about 1000 times) than sound.

Eyes trained on the building, at 11 AM it suddenly collapsed, and in absolute silence. The almighty bang was heard only at least 4 seconds later. Then the huge dust cloud rose; not like a mushroom cloud but just a diffuse dust cloud. It kept rising like in slow motion and then started to drift eastward, across the river.

Sorry, no photos, at least none taken by me as I didn't have a cam with me. But Google has plenty! (Including one of an octopus, I don't know why. LOL)

Here's a video too, taken from much closer by so it doesn't have the delayed sound effect as I experienced, but I liked it better that way - a bit like the delayed shock wave from a nuke... :D

The guy at the gym had told me several neighboring high rise buildings had sold tickets at ridiculous prices (30 -50 €!!) for viewing places on their roof tops. LOL

The other day I talked to a trainer at our other gym in the city, the new one that opened last summer as replacement for the one in the now demolished building. She had seen the demolition too and said it was kind of sad. I realized that years ago I'd have shared the sentiment, but by now I'm past it. I'm not above experiencing painful losses, but that would have to be something much closer to home; generally I got used to the comings and goings in this physical world in which nothing is meant to last.

"The Earth is mostly just a boneyard, but pretty in the sunlight."

 

Spring is definitely here now...

Bee porn on my balcony. LOL

Bees on my hand (2nd one is up between my fingers.)