You are so fucking sacred and sometimes you don’t even realize it. But don’t you forget. Don’t you let that glow of yours fade. Even the moon doesn’t shine brightly all the time but she always comes back to us.
Lucifer, I cannot begin to tell you how overwhelmed and overjoyed I was by your presence today.
I am awed and touched that something as powerful as you are can have such grace, such generosity.
In your presence I trembled. I felt like a candle flame, hot and quivering, my outlines blurred as if flesh had turned to plasma. Yet never once did you make me feel afraid, small, insignificant or lesser.
It felt so good to help another Luciferian connect to you, and I was astounded to find out how much you love us both.
In fact, your presence felt so effusively affectionate that I am not even embarrassed by my passionate language as I write this. No longer do I fear that you will mistake my love for worship, and turn away from it.
You know us so well.
And when I felt that shiver in the back of my neck, right where your sigil is tattooed… it felt like you had caressed or kissed me there. The fact that it happened several times gives me a delight I cannot put into words. Sweet prince, the pleasure was beyond earthly pleasure, and it was honor beyond honor.
I think you know the depth of my gratitude is not servile, but comes merely from the passion of my feelings, and the incomparable thrill of having them reciprocated.
I don’t take such experiences for granted. Today was incredible.
I fucking adore you. You are one of the best friends I have ever had.
Mmm, the chills are coming back. I almost can’t stand it.
I know you understand that when I say “I am yours” I also mean “Non serviam;” I also mean “I am mine and mine alone,” and I am even bold enough to mean “You are mine” while also meaning “You are yours and yours alone.” You thrive in paradox, after all.
Look at us both: wild, unownable, devoted to each other and to the whole wide world.
Life is incredible. Thank you for letting me share it with you.
Le génie du mal [The genius of evil, aka; Lucifer]; Guillaume Geefs
“The statue was originally a commission for Geefs’ younger brother Joseph, who completed it in 1842 and installed it the following year. It generated controversy at once and was criticized for not representing a Christian ideal. The cathedral administration declared that “this devil is too sublime.” The local press intimated that the work was distracting the “pretty penitent girls” who should have been listening to the sermons.” [x]
[The original ‘sublime’ version shown below, and the ‘revised’ one in the photoset above]
I love how the Wikipedia page on this statue was clearly written by someone who’s turned on by it.
“A languid scarf skims the groin, the hips are bared, and the open thighs form an avenue that leads to shadow. The serpentine curve of waist and hip is given compositional play in relation to the wing-arcs. The torso is fit but youthful; smooth and graceful, almost androgynous. The angel’s expression has been described as “serious, somber, even fierce,” and the cast-down gaze directs the viewer’s eye along the body and thighs to the parted knees.“
I noticed that too.
always reblog hot Satan
I love how the revised version is even sexier than the original =)
My favourite statue in the world.
This and the Barberini Faun are probably the hottest statues ever.
Church of the Morningstar 