Big Ten

You need someone at which to point a finger, right?


It’s funny how much of humanity blames our boss when things go awry. No, he doesn’t bring tornadoes, famine, tsunamis, or other disasters. The rest of us are much too busy preparing for the arrival of the victims of such strife.

You do know that natural disasters are also known as “Acts of God,” right? Force majeure (literally, “superior force”) is the legal term in the original French which is still included in most insurance policies and corporate contracts.

If you still wish to play the blame game, however, remember that in the Big Book, God kills 2,476,633 men, women, and children, not including those who perished during the big flood.

Satan’s count is a whopping ten. Just ten people in the entire tome and guess what?


Stew on that the next time you’re praying for someone upstairs to save you as the hurricane blows or the waters rise.

Truly, It Must Suck

You’ve got some people who love you, some people who fear you, and some people who don’t even think you exist… nobody calls you by the same fuckin’ name… some people think you have multiple personalities and refer to different things you do by different names. Sometimes, people get so crazy that they start killing each other in your name, neither side realizing that the other guys are really following the same entity.

From a blog post, “It Must Suck to be God” by M. Brode.

The Power of Prayer

The actual quote is from a 1965 Peter O’Toole movie, The Ruling Class, but who cares? It’s the sentiment that matters.

What was the last thing you asked G-d for? Did you get it?

If not, do you think it was His will or are you intelligent, insightful, and caring enough to see He’s a bit busy?

Your arrogance never ceases to amaze us. Asking G-d for anything other than world peace and an end to starvation is, selfish, Selfish, SELFISH. So many people up there, suffering much more than you every day, every minute, of their short, hard lives…yet you ask the Almighty for the pettiest things.

“Please, let grandma live a little longer.”

“I beg you, oh Lord, don’t let the cop smell the alcohol on my breath.”

“If my team wins, I swear I’ll go back to church.”

Wars, earthquakes, famine, genocide, tsunamis, pandemics, tornadoes, car accidents, typhoons…He’s got an awful lot on His plate, doesn’t He? Grandma’s been around for a lifetime of the good life, especially if she was lucky enough to be born and grow up in the Western world.

You shouldn’t have been driving drunk. You know that. We know that. Everyone knows that.

Praying for help with a game, particularly one which serves no other purpose than to distract you from the horrors of the real world, is utter horseshit. You’d know that if you took the time to look around you or stopped to think about what it is you ask.

But no, you’ve been told that G-d answers prayer, and that He does – just not yours specifically and certainly not most of the time.

Here, let us put it another way:

So why not spend your precious time talking to yourself, then? You may even find the answers you sought are right there in front of you. After all, G-d helps those who help themselves.

When He doesn’t? We’re here for you.

Symbology 101 – Baphomet

The word baphomet dates back through the ages and as far back as the Knights Templar. Modern scholars believe it is a corruption of the word Muhammed (by way of Old French, Mahomet), which makes sense in the way one religion is always trying to make another look like heresy.

The most popular version of the Baphomet was hand drawn by Eliphas Lévi in the 1850s.

If one believes what is said in church / mosque / synagogue, the Baphomet figure is THE central symbol of Satanism. Though it has been co-opted by many pagan and occult movements, including the Golden Thelema of Aleister Crowley, only the Sigil of Baphomet – an inverted pentagram with a goat’s head – is officially used in Satanism.

As with a lot of symbols, the Baphomet is much more than meets the eye; it’s an amalgamation, including the pagan goat god (or Pan), who stands in for man as unforgiven sinner. Lévi wrote [from Wikipedia, all emphases ours]:

The goat on the frontispiece carries the sign of the pentagram on the forehead, with one point at the top, a symbol of light, his two hands forming the sign of occultism, the one pointing up to the white moon of Chesed, the other pointing down to the black one of Geburah. This sign expresses the perfect harmony of mercy with justice. His one arm is female, the other male like the ones of the androgyne of Khunrath, the attributes of which we had to unite with those of our goat because he is one and the same symbol. The flame of intelligence shining between his horns is the magic light of the universal balance, the image of the soul elevated above matter, as the flame, whilst being tied to matter, shines above it. The beast’s head expresses the horror of the sinner, whose materially acting, solely responsible part has to bear the punishment exclusively; because the soul is insensitive according to its nature and can only suffer when it materializes. The rod standing instead of genitals symbolizes eternal life, the body covered with scales the water, the semi-circle above it the atmosphere, the feathers following above the volatile. Humanity is represented by the two breasts and the androgyne arms of this sphinx of the occult sciences.

Harmony? Justice? Mercy?! NOT evil. Moreover, fire, air, water, man, woman, up, and down are all pagan concepts. Hence, the Baphomet simply isn’t the embodiment of evil most uninformed people consider it today.

Knowledge is power. We like power.

(More resources may be found here.)

Report from the Trenches

A blog from the battle that never ends…

Post #1: 1 Samuel, 16:15

It’s about fucking time! Every dickwad with a keyboard and some remaining short term memory has a blog. The paranoid delusion that anyone cares about your mundane life is more prevalent than freckles. On the other hand, I do have something to say and most people are obsessed with hearing all about it. The reason is that your never-humble blogger is, for lack of a better term, pure evil. I don’t mean evil the adjective; I mean evil the noun. You know, the type of evil that uses semicolons for no real reason.

This does require some explanation, so let’s just say that some of you may prefer to use the label “Demon.” The problem with that byzantine abstraction is that I am not an anthropomorphic projection any more than your dog likes to wear clothes. Demons do not hang around looking like Miltonian clowns with a tail and a full body flush. Real evil is non-corporeal and works on a level waaaaay beyond your confused understanding of reality but that, above all, should be no surprise.

It should be at this point one of your still-functioning brain cells fires off and you ask, “How can you write this if you are non-corporeal, smart ass?!” That would be a good question if you didn’t live under the universal illusion that you actually know how the universe works.

Pride is my favorite sin.

This first post from yours truly is actually being typed by a 45 year-old high school coach. I happen to be inhabiting this shit while he thinks he is cruising through palette-cleansing bestiality porn …… after a session of child porn masturbation that can only be described as “spastic.” Like most people, he doesn’t even know I’m here. I jump from person to person, providing the lovely moments and “insights” that make life interesting. Generating great evil in the world doesn’t require constant work. It’s as simple as generating an avalanche from a snowball. The real art of evil is generating genocide from a bee sting. Think about it: the Third Reich was born of an art school failure. When it comes to grand evil, it’s all you regular, everyday people who do the heavy lifting. Here is a little insight for you:

Evil doesn’t corrupt; it’s the unacknowledged, corrupt human condition that feeds the seed of evil, which takes root when planted well. Corruption breeds evil.

Pretty good, huh? Of course it’s good; I’m a superbeing with the power of semicolons!

Enough of this distraction. It’s time to get back on topic. So I’m a demon? Not exactly. It’s hard to explain. Well, that’s a lie. The real story is that my being is impossible to explain to humans. Like all real knowledge, it’s “transcendental.” That’s a fancy word for the fact that people are far too primitive to understand and language is far too simple to explain it. Have you ever heard “The Lord works in mysterious ways?” Well, no shit Sherlock. And you will never, never get it, but I’ll try a few shadows of Platonic explanation anyway.

Am I a demon or the Devil? How many are there and is there some kind of management structure? The answer to all of those questions is yes and no. Let me try to explain this by talking to you Christians first.

Christians! Have you ever noticed that when you call your religion “monotheistic” the other brothers of Abraham, namely the Jews and Muslims, point and laugh at you? That’s because the simplest Protestant sect has two überbeings, Jesus and God, and that tally grows to mesmerizing proportions with the old school Catholics, who have more demi-gods, angels, muses, unicorns, and ghosts floating around the ether than the Roman and Greek gods combined. Although this is all true, you Christians hang on to this abstract idea that all of this is really just one God in a way you can’t really explain, so you claim you’re still really monotheistic, although you tossed the only real monotheistic Christians, the Gnostics, out of the Church in the fourth century because they were just to “weird” for ya.

Now that you have that abstract piece of rationalization in your head, go wrap it around your metaphors for evil and Old Scratch the same damn way. There are many, but they are really just one.

Do you understand now?

Great. If you’ve gotten this far, though, it would be best if you please stop thinking now. I have tossed a snowball down a hill and the avalanche of logic is growing, but if you keep following the progression, you’ll eventually realize you have reduced the equation down to two beings: God with all that is God and Evil with all that is Evil. The next thought in your head, and a very dangerous one indeed, is that there is really only one God which is all God and all Evil.

I am a superbeing and that, for a fact, is not true. There is God and there is evil, sometimes portrayed as “the absence of God,” and you should just shut up and continue to fight the good fight. After all, this is the truth. Why would I lie to you?

Well, I gotta go and inhabit a pregnant teen. She watches MTV way too much, so it will take me about a day and a half to talk her into having the kid alone, thereby ruining her next two-to-three generations of kin. Nothing quite makes my job easier than a soul who only “listens to their heart.”

I don’t even have to speak above a whisper.

~ Louis Cypher