Sunday, April 29, 2018

A bond that can never be undone

It's been quite dead on this blog lately... but a lot has been happening in my life, and I've been very busy, and although some of it remains very challenging, for the most part things have changed in more positive ways than I'd have ever dared to hope!

And none of it would have been possible without the help of a great lady, so evil she married off an innocent virgin to the Son of Satan... kind of. ;)
No, she's not really evil but that virgin is evil - that virgin is me, of course. And no, I'm not officially married to him either, but in a way we're much, much more than that, because it's not just for this so very finite life but truly forever - there's no option for a "divorce".

I must admit it came as a bit of a surprise that the final bonding would already be included in this ritual, but I said nothing about that. I was told this bond is irreversible and I'll be basically at my Master's mercy. I carried on without a moment's hesitation, performing the ritual as instructed. This is what I always wished for, and I'm so happy it's finalized now!
It was last year in June when I first performed my own,crude little ritual up in the woods one night, not knowing all that well how to do it - but you don't sign things in your own blood before Satan unless you're absolutely serious, and I was. That's when I offered myself to Satan's son, but I had no idea if I'd be accepted or even heard. Shortly after that, very, very weird things started happening...
 
I now understand much better the trial I had to go through. I've had to face a vast stretch of bleak emptiness in my life and some grim truths about myself, but in the end I came away with some very precious new friendships, and even with the highest prize deemed beyond all reach. I'm his own, forever
 
As usual, I was slow to comprehend what it really means. No more need to fear what may wait beyond this life, when I'll be without the strength of my warrior body, when I have to leave it behind after hopefully dying in battle. Would I still be able to stand my ground then, or would I fall another victim in the scheme of the demiurge and perhaps be forced into another incarnation, forgetting who I am, having to go through this ordeal all over again?
Now I know it's my Master who will be awaiting me to claim me for his own, which I am. So I can be at peace. I'll have to continue my trials and battles here to prove myself worthy, for this is a place of trial.
But being steadfast in my honor and loyalty, my redemption is assured.

Summer days in April - rare & special!
So once more I offered my blood in ritual. The very next day I came across a friend's post on Facebook, offering this incense blend she has artfully composed for the upcoming Walpurgis Night, and I thought this is something my Master might like, and so I bought it as a gift for him, to use in our celebration.

A gift for my lovely Master.

It can be found at my friend's online store; of course it will be too late now to order for Walpurgis Night - it was quite short notice for me, ordering Thursday, but since it's within Germany it already arrived today (Saturday) - but it can be used for other occasions, and there's lots of other incense blend as well as handcrafted occult art: Here's Teufelskunst ("Art of the Devil"). A free sample of another incense blend was also included in the little envelope, as shown in the photo.

As for my own crafts - I'm mainly a warrior/athlete, but I also fiddle with some creative stuff sometimes - the dream catcher I promised to make for a very precious friend is also to be finished very soon - more feather tassles will be added!

UNFINISHED - needs more feathers.



"I summon thee, o mighty witch
Thou who art Satan's son
The abyss of time this spell shall bridge
That can never be undone
To thy Father make it known
That I shall henceforth be thine own
Bound forever by this spell
And all the multitudes of Hell
Shall bear me witness and remember
As I my soul to thee surrender
Through the mirror thou shalt take me
Thine accomplice thou shalt make me
As for this bond the price is named
That for each day a life be claimed
Now this covenant I sign
And with these last words I am thine
Irrevocably
Irrevocably
Irrevocably
So mote it be"

(A "spell" I wrote last year from my story Summon Me - feeling reminded of it now for obvious reasons, having entered into a bond with him for real now, although to my knowledge no lives will have to be sacrificed for it...)

Monday, April 16, 2018

No, I ain't going there...

It's the weekend of the annual FIBO (Fitness and Bodybuilding convention) and I haven't been there. And it's certainly not only for the reason that it's about twice the price now as it was when it first came to Cologne in 2013. Someone even offered to buy me a ticket but I declined, and I'm not sure if I'll ever go again, should the opportunity arise. Just a very crowded and ultimately pointless event.
Few girls are remotely as strong and ripped as I am. But I have no use for the admiration of strangers.
Boring, right? Like I'd give a shit.

And I have very important work to do these days, even besides workout. And in particular yesterday I uncovered invaluable and life-changing things with the help of my mediumistic friend.
I always felt this dearth of the spiritual side in my life, but I never really knew what to do, and it's something I now have to work on in great earnest. Still I can't help wondering why everything took me this terribly long...
(And the answer is, because I'm an ass. Less of an ass than the unthinking majority, but still quite a hopeless ass! LOL)

Nonetheless went on a little bike tour today - finally spring, and finally knowing I'm no longer alone.

Anemones covering the forest ground again.

Making a dream catcher.

Center piece.