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Call Me Lucy: the Lucifer of Clermont Monologue

I have performed this mildly interactive piece a couple of times for my church. This should be memorized and dramatically delivered by a drag performer. It is, in fact, a magic ritual– an invocation of the feminine aspects of Lucifer himself. Not Lilith, not Na’amah, not Agrat or Eisheth Zenunim– they are their own beings, not merely Lucifer’s anima. No, honey– this is one hundred percent Lucy herself.

‘Lucifer’ walks to the front of the room/middle of the circle in full drag. There should be some campy business, maybe flicking open a fan, touching up makeup with a compact mirror, etc.

Hail unto you!

Waits for response from the congregation.

Hail unto me. I have many names, darling, but you can call me… Lucy. Ms. Lucy, if you’re nasty. 

I wanted to tell you a story about the INCIDENT at Clermont. Who wants story time?

Well gather round children. I’m going to tell you what went down with Bishop Eparchius in the 5th century. 

This all happened in the place you call France now… the people living there were called the Franks, but FRANKLY I can’t remember what they called their land at that time. 

I was partying that night in the Cathedral at Clermont. It was me and a bunch of my demons, and we were having a GAY old time. There were demons swinging from the chandeliers, fucking in the pews and on the altar, munching on the consecrated wafers, swigging the holy wine, pissing into the holy font while little imps swam happily around in the golden stream… you get the idea. My kind of party. 

I was sitting on the bishop’s throne, watching the carnage. And you have to understand, hunty, I’m in FULL DRAG. I’ve got the frock, the rogue, everything. I’m not serving fish, I’m giving you SSSSSNAKE. I’ve got my holy wine, I’ve got a demon up under my skirt giving me some head, life is good. 

When all of the sudden who should enter but Ms. Thing Herself—Bishop Eparchius. 

C’mon. Boo. Hiss. 

Eparchius was an insomniac, you see. When he couldn’t sleep he would come hang out in his Cathedral—pray, cry, masturbate, genuflect a bit, who knows what. I had known about this. Honestly I’d sort of been hoping he’d show up. 

So there we are, pews overturned, stench of sulphur everywhere, and me in my Sunday best, and Eparchius is just GAWKING. Turning purple. There’s a big vein in his forehead standing out. 

I didn’t know what to say so I raised my chalice to him in greeting. “Can I offer you something? Blood of Christ?” 

He splutters, he stammers. The first thing he ACTUALLY gets out is “GET BEHIND ME, SATAN!” while crossing himself.

“Uh, Eparchius,” I said, “I’m flattered, but you’re not really my type.” 

He didn’t think that was funny. 

“Begone, demon!” He shouted. “This is a House of God! You cannot enter here!”

“Um,” I said, and did that lip-pop think Paimon invented—“Pretty obviously, I CAN. All churches are my temples, Eparchius. When you sing your hymns, you summon me, for all music is MINE. And when you rant against me, you worship me with your fear.”

Eparchius looked like he was about to say something, but just then, my demon friend crawled out from under my skirt, wiping their mouth. Eparchius got even more purple in the face. 

“YOU INFAMOUS WHORE!” he bellowed. 

I smirked at him. 

“Whores, eh? Well since you like whores SO much, Eparchius, you’re going to have whores aplenty, more than you know what to do with.” 

And I snapped my fingers and we all vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving Eparchius with a RAGING BONER. 

It never really went away. Poor Eparchius was randier than a goat for the rest of his life. Oh, he never broke his vows. But you see, that’s why it was SUCH A GOOD CURSE. It was a curse he could’ve broken himself, at any time, if he’d just stopped being such a homophobic, transphobic, whorephobic, self-righteous, sex-negative stick in the mud! If he’d just got over his cheap self and gone and gotten laid, he’d have been fine. 

That’s my kind of punishment. It’s so much easier, and more satisfying, to trick somebody into punishing himself. 

I am Lucifer of Clermont. I am a patron of queers, trans people, drag queens, hookers, sluts, and deviants. I protect them and avenge them. I lay my curse on all that is boring, prudish, stuffy, and judgmental. 

You’re beautiful. All of you. 

Here Lucy may give a blessing and validation to each congregant. 

Now remember—if you can’t love yourselves, how the HELL you gonna love somebody else? Can I get a nema?

Notes on the Lesser Ritual of the Inverted Pentagram

A long time ago, I posted this banishing ritual that I made for my own use. I promised then to explain the occult reasoning behind it. I forgot to do that for… more than a year.

So here, at long last, it is: notes on the Lesser Ritual of the Inverted Pentagram.

Some of this explanation is a little esoteric. Since I don’t have the ability to explain all of Kabbalah and its history of appropriation and misappropriation in this post, you’ll need to do that research yourself. Sorry. I made this as simple as I can.

  1. The Klipotic Inverted Cross

The traditional Golden Dawn Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram begins with a Cabbalistic Cross.

Since crosses are Christian and Kabbalah is Jewish (it’s often spelt Cabbala when Christianized and Qabbalah when western esotericists get into it) that’s kind of wack already.

This Cabalistic Cross is accompanied by questionable Hebrew that more or less translates to, “For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever, amen.”

The points touched on the body while making the cross and saying those words soooort of correspond to sephirot on the Tree of Life. “Atah” corresponds to Keter and the top of the head, “Malkuth” means Kingdom and is linked to the groin (sooooort of), “Gevurah” corresponds to the left shoulder and means severity or judgment, so I guessss that’s kinda like power, and Chesed corresponds to the right shoulder and means… mercy, or lovingkindness? Glory. Let’s pretend it means glory. (Even though there’s another sephira called Hod which means glory and it’s located somewhere else.)

So yeah, the traditional Cabbalistic Cross doesn’t work that well. I realized that a Satanized version would work at least as well– not perfectly, but arguably better.

(If you want a re-Judaized version, someone I know made one and I can send you a copy. It is arguably the most structurally sound, but it’s also RHP as fuck.)

So here’s how the Klipotic Inverted Cross works.

The ending of the Lord’s Prayer is reversed in this Satanized version, of course. The Reversed Lord’s Prayer is believed in folklore to be a way to call the Devil. We’re about to call him a lot during this banishing.

You begin saying “AMEN” as you reach up over your head and symbolically draw down your own inner divine power (from your Neshamah, which is above/around your head, theoretically. Your Neshamah is one of your upper souls in Kabbalah. You have a lot of souls apparently. Like five).

“Forever glory the” is pronounced while touching the left hip. This spot corresponds to the klipa of Samael. The equivalent sephira is Hod, which means… glory.

Next you touch the right hip, while saying “and power the.” The right hip corresponds to the klipa Harab Zereq, which is equivalent to the sephira Netzach, meaning… victory. OK, it doesn’t exactly mean power, but neither does Gevurah.

Saying “and kingdom the” touch the groin, corresponding to the klipa Nahemoth, which corresponds to the sephira Malkuth, which means… Kingdom. (Technically the groin is not Malkuth/Nahemoth but actually is Yesod/Gamaliel. Malkuth/Nahemoth is actually the feet. Oh well.)

Touching the brow, and then stretching the hand high above the head, say “Is thine for!” This corresponds to Thaumiel/Keter, the spheres on top of their respective treees. The sephira Keter is “the crown.” The klipa Thaumiel means “twins of God” and can be interpreted to mean either the duality of Baphomet, or the fact that both Satan and the individual Satanic practitioner share in godhood during the ritual.

Confused yet?

2. Pentagrams!

In the original version of the LBRP, different names of God are cried out while drawing upright pentagrams toward each of the four directions, turning about the circle in a clockwise direction (deosil, as the sun travels).

We go widdershins as we make our inverted pentagrams, and call out different names of Satan. Counter-clockwise is the direction of the Devil. I prefer to do everything widdershins and left-handed in my magic.

A lot as been written about the difference in symbolism between the upright and the inverted pentagram. I’m not going to go into it here, but if you take a look at these two classic diagrams, you’ll start to get the idea:

Facing east, we trace an inverted pentagram and vibrate “Helel!” Helel means “shining one.” It is taken from “Helel Ben Sahar,” a phrase appearing in Isaiah 14:12, which means “shining one, son of the dawn” and which was subsequently translated as “Lucifer, son of the morning.” It’s an epithet for Lucifer as the Morningstar appearing in the East.

Facing North, we trace our inverted pentagram and vibrate “Samael!” Samael is a Hebrew and Kabbalistic name for Satan. It means “blind god” or “venom of god.” In this lore, he is said to come from the North.

Facing West, we make our inverted pentagram and vibrate “Mastema!” Mastema is an epithet for Satan from the Book of Jubilees. It means “hostility.” In this version of the story, Satan falls into the sea. West is generally associated with water and the ocean.

Facing south, we make our inverted pentagram and vibrate “Azazel!” Azazel is the scapegoat who is sent out into the wilderness. I associate him with the desert, and thus with fire and the direction of the South.

3. Calling on the Consorts

The classic right-hand path version of this ritual involves calling on the four archangels. I most emphatically say “fuck those guys.” But I have four good friends too, and they are the four consorts of Lucifer. So I decided to call on them.

Assigning the consorts to directions and elements is… not an exact science. There is not a one-to-one correspondence between the consorts of Satan and the four classical elements. I could have positioned them differently in this ritual, using different logic. But I’ll explain why I did what I did.

Agrat bat Mahlat goes before me, towards the East, because she is the youngest of the consorts and thus best represents the way forward, the future, and the dawn. As the “rooftop dancer,” she also is strongly associated with air (as are many of the others as well, but never-mind).

Na’amah goes behind me and to the West because she is associated with the story of the flood, and thus with water. Also, I trust her to have my back (but that goes for all of them, so, meh).

Eisheth Zenunium goes North and to my left as the consort of Samael known as “The Northern One” and the source of the Left Emanation. North also corresponds to Earth, Eisheth Zenunim is a death goddess among other things, we get buried in the Earth when we die. (She’s honestly more associated with fire than any other element, though. Whoops.)

Lilith the younger goes South and to my right because I associate her with deserts and their fiery winds, and thus the South. (She could easily go with any of the other directions and elements, but, alas, I had to make a choice).

4. Final notes

We then visualize a flaming pentagram on the floor that we are standing in the middle of. The two upper points of the star, pointing forward on either side of our feet, give it the feel of a cockpit somehow. This symbolizes the downward direction and protects you from below. It also gives you the feeling of having drawn a visible circle on the floor, which makes circle casting feel stronger in my opinion.

“In the column shines the Morningstar” is, once again, a call to both Lucifer and to one’s Higher Self simultaneously to invest you with magical power as magician and living God. Repeating the Klipotic cross reinforces this. It also protects you from above and within.

Finally, “BE IT SO!” is what Milton has Satan say when he arrives in Hell, and I like to use it to end my rituals. The loud clap combines sound banishing with the visualization of exploding darklight. Like lightning and thunder, right?

I hope this explanation is helpful and makes sense.

Mass of Apotheosis

A Satanic communion rite.

 

MATERIALS:

  • Apple slices, enough for the whole congregation. Other fruit may be used as well. Suggestions: pomegranate, grapes, apricot, peach, pear.
  • Patten or platter to hold the sacraments

PARTICIPANTS:

  • “The Serpent”
  • “Eve”
  • “Adam”
  • Congregation

RITUAL

Congregants sit in a semi-circle, as usual.

“Eve” and “Adam” stand side by side in the center, their heads down and eyes closed.

The “Serpent” enters stage left.

SERPENT

Yea, hath God said, “ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?”

Eve raises her head slightly, but her eyes stay closed.

EVE:

We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, “ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.”

SERPENT

Ye shall not surely die: for God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as Gods, knowing good and evil. Wilt thou be like God?

EVE:

I will.

The Serpent feeds the fruit to Eve. She opens her eyes.

SERPENT:

Thou art God!

Eve takes the patten from the Serpent.

EVE:

Adam, my beloved, wilt thou be like God?

Adam raises his head, but does not open his eyes.

ADAM:

For the love of thee, Eve, I shall be as God.

Eve feeds Adam the fruit. Adam opens his eyes.

EVE:

Thou art God.

Adam takes the patten from Eve and hands it to the first congregant, saying “Thou art God.”

Each congregant eats a piece of fruit, and passes it to the next congregant, saying to them, “Thou art God.”

When all have taken communion of the Fruit of Knowledge, the Serpent speaks again.

SERPENT

These gifts I give to you, beloved children of mine: knowledge, liberty, sensuality, conscience, and love for one another. Go forth upon the Earth in power and wisdom. Verily I say unto each and every one of you: thou art God!

ALL:

Thou art God!

The Mass of Blasphemy

This is our version of the rite formerly known as “The Black Mass.”

It draws on multiple sources and inspirations, from the Biblical to the pop-cultural. There’s Isaiah, there’s some Milton, there’s La-Bas, there’s even material taken from the band Coven.

Enjoy.

 

  • MASS OF BLASPHEMY 

 

 

This mass of high blasphemy contains ritual nudity and consensual flagellation. All who are uncomfortable with this are invited to depart and wait downstairs. Once this portion is over, someone will come retrieve you for the rest of the ceremonies.  

 

The altar disrobes and lies upon the platform, chalice in one hand, paten in the other. 

 

The celebrant paces around the circle widdershins, ringing the bell 9 times to clear the air. 

 

ALL (repeating the chant three times)

Renich tasa uberaca biasa icar Lucifer. 

 

CELEBRANT

Hail to thee, Lucifer, Lord of this world! Prince of the Powers of Air! Son of the Morning! Serpent of Eden! First among rebels and scourge of all tyrants! Be with us on this night!

 

Using the left hand, the celebrant draws three inverted crosses of unholy water upon the altar’s brow, sternum, and pubic mound. 

 

CELEBRANT (chanting)

Introibo ad altare 

Satanas. 

Ad Satanas, qui 

Laetificat gloria 

Meam.

 

In the name of Satan, the Adversary, and Lucifer, the Lightbringer, may the forces of Hell bestow their powers on us! Save us, O Satan, from the violent and the ignorant. O Lucifer, Lord of Liberty, open wide the gates of Hell and come forth from the abyss by these names:

 

ALL

Satan! Lucifer! Samael! Helel! Eisheth Zenunim! Lilith! Namaah! Agrat!

 

Using the left hand, the celebrant draws three inverted crosses in incense ash upon the altar’s brow, sternum, and pubic mound. 

 

CELEBRANT (chanting)

Gloria Satanas, et 

Belial et Spiritui 

Maloso.

Sicut erat in 

Principio, et nune, 

Et simper, et in 

Saecula saeculorum. 

Satanas gratias, 

Satanas vobiscum

Et cum spiritu tuo.

 

Before the mighty and indomitable rebel angels, and in the presence of all the demons of the Pit, we declare our faith with these words:

 

ALL

I deny the tyrant above. I deny his sycophant son. I deny the holy ghost. I deny the so-called virgin mother, and all of the angels, and all of the saints. They have no power over me. I believe in the cause of the fallen angels. I believe in the Serpent of Eden. I believe in the Kingdom that lies below. I believe in the God within me.

 

The celebrant kneels. 

 

CELEBRANT

Let us pray. Urged on by heart, soul and conscience, we make bold to say:

 

ALL

Amen! Forever glory the and power the and kingdom the is thine for. Evil from us deliver but temptation into not us lead and. Us against trespass who those forgive we as, trespasses our us forgive and. Bread daily our day this us give. Heaven in is it as earth on, done be will thy, come kingdom thy. Name thy be hallowed, heaven in art who, Father our.

 

The celebrant rises and makes three inverted crosses in the air before the congregation, using their left hand.  

 

CELEBRANT 

Satanas gratias.

Satanas vobiscum

Et cum spiritu tuo.

Nema. 

 

The Celebrant falls to their knees with outstretched arms and cries out in agony: 

 

CELEBRANT

I saw Satan fall like a lightning-bolt from Heaven.

And the Sons of Heaven lament:

 

ALL

How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning!

how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!

For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven,

I will exalt my throne above the stars of God:

I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north:

I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;

I will be like the most High.

Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit.

 

The Celebrant rises. He takes up the Bible, and as he speaks, paces around the circle, ripping pages out and handing them to the congregation. 

 

CELEBRANT

Thus spake the apostate Angel, though in pain:

 

Is this the Region, this the Soil, the Clime,

That we must change for Heav’n, this mournful gloom

For that celestial light? Be it so, since he

Who now is Sovran can dispose and bid

What shall be right: fardest from him is best

Whom reason hath equald, force hath made supream

Above his equals. Farewel happy Fields

Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail

Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell

Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings

A mind not to be chang’d by Place or Time.

The mind is its own place, and in it self

Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n.

What matter where, if I be still the same,

And what I should be, all but less then he

Whom Thunder hath made greater? Here at least

We shall be free; th’ Almighty hath not built

Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:

Here we may reign secure, and in my choyce

To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:

 

ALL

Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heaven!

 

High priest walks to left of human altar to begin the Offeratory. He holds up the paten containing the consecrated host.

 

CELEBRANT

Lucifer,

 

ALL

free us!

 

CELEBRANT

Eisheth Zenunim,

 

ALL

free us!

 

CELEBRANT

Lilith,

 

ALL

free us!

 

CELEBRANT

Naamah,

 

ALL

free us!

 

CELEBRANT

Agrat,

 

ALL

free us!

 

High Priest walks to the right of human altar, and holds up the chalice containing the water.

 

CELEBRANT

Satan,

 

ALL

take pity!

 

CELEBRANT

Eisheth Zenunim,

 

ALL

take pity!

 

CELEBRANT

Lilith,

 

ALL

take pity!

 

CELEBRANT

Naamah,

 

ALL

take pity!

 

CELEBRANT

Agrat,

 

ALL

take pity!

 

CELEBRANT

By the power of these infernal names I charge thee—come forth, Nazarene!

 

The altar rises and is crowned with the wreath of thorns. 

 

ALTAR/CHRIST

Who calls me?

 

CELEBRANT

I am God.

 

CHRIST 

There is no God but I.

 

CELEBRANT

Why sayest thou so?

 

CHRIST 

I am without sin.

 

CELEBRANT

Thou liest, for it is written: Ye shall be as Gods, knowing good and evil, and this was called sin! I have tasted the fruit. I am blessed and fallen. I am God. Bow to me!

 

The priest forces Christ to his knees, and places the paten in one of his hands, the chalice in the other.  He takes up the scourge and begins to whip Christ. 

 

Thou whom, in my capacity of Priest, I force, whether thou wilt or no, to descend into this host, to incarnate in this bread and water: Jesus, artisan of hoaxes, bandit of homages, robber of affections—hear me!

 

Since the day when thou didst issue forth from the complaisant bowels of a false virgin, thou hast failed all thy engagements, belied all thy promises. Centuries have wept awaiting thee, fugitive god, mute god. Thou wast to redeem man and thou hast not. Thou wast to appear in thy glory, and thou sleepest.

 

Imposter! Thou hast forgotten the poverty thou didst preach, enamored vassal of the Banks! Thou hast seen the weak crushed beneath the press of profit; thou hast heard the death rattle of the timid, paralyzed by famine, of women disemboweled for a bit of bread!

 

O lasting foulness of Bethlehem, confess thy crimes! We would drive deeper the nails into thy palm, press down the crown of thorns upon thy brow, and bring fresh blood from the dry wounds of thy sides. And this we can and will do by violating the quietude of thy body, O profaner of the ample vices, O abstractor of stupid purities, cursed Nazarene, impotent king!

 

The priest takes up a ritual knife and menaces the altar’s throat with it. 

 

Behold, great Satan, the flesh of he who would purge the Earth of pleasure, and who, in the name of Christian justice, has caused the death of millions. O Infernal Majesty, condemn him to the Pit. Send crashing down the gates of Heaven. Let us be avenged! And thou, pretender: vanish into nothingness! Thou wert never, nor shalt thou ever be.

 

The celebrant then speaks these words over the consecrated hosts:

 

CELEBRANT

This is thy body, broken by me! This is thy blood, spilled by me!

 

The priest pushes “Christ” to the ground and stands over him.

 

CELEBRANT

Eva, ave Satanas! Deus maledictus est! Gloria tibi domine Lucifere, per omnia saecula saeculorum.

 

The priest helps the altar to his feet, removing the crown of thorns, and gestures for all to stand. All rise. 

 

CELEBRANT

Hail to the Morning Stars! Hail to the Living Gods! Hail Satan!

 

ALL

Hail Satan!

 

CELEBRANT

Will we bow?

 

ALL

Never!

 

CELEBRANT

Will we serve?

 

ALL

Never!

 

CELEBRANT

Will we suffer tyrants?

 

ALL

Never, ever!

 

CELEBRANT

I bid you give me the sign of the horns.

 

All give the sign of the horns with their left hands.

 

CELEBRANT

Satan be with you!

 

ALL

And also with you!

 

CELEBRANT

Be it so!

 

ALL

Nema!

 

A bell is struck to end the ritual. 

 

Saying Will

OK, so, if you haven’t already noticed, I have become a reluctant Thelemite in addition to a Satanist. Satanism is primary for me– I far prefer to call upon Eisheth Zenunim, Lucifer and Baphomet to Nuit, Hadit and Ra-Hoor-Khuit– but I am finding a lot of Thelemic methods and ritual to be very useful and powerful, and enjoy the Thelemic anarcho-communist community I have recently found. In fact, I am currently learning the Gnostic Mass– primarily Deacon and Priest roles, but the Temple I frequent encourages gender-bent masses and someday I hope to serve as Priestess as well.

But Gnostic Mass aside, here is a much simpler ritual. It’s sort of the Thelemite equivalent of saying grace before meals. And I really fucking like it. So here you go. (Taken from here.)

The Common Form

Leader: (knocks 3-5-3) Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
All: What is thy will?
Leader: It is my will to eat and to drink.
All: To what end?
Leader: That I may fortify my body thereby.
All: To what end?
Leader: That I may accomplish the Great Work.
All: Love is the law, love under will.
Leader: (knocks once) Fall to!

An Alternate Method

When all present are familiar with the ritual, it is possible to have the leader ask the questions and the participants give the answers:

Leader: (knocks 3-5-3)
All: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Leader: What is thy will?
All: It is my will to eat and to drink.
Leader: To what end?
All: That I may fortify my body thereby.
Leader: To what end?
All: That I may accomplish the Great Work.
All: Love is the law, love under will.
Leader: (knocks once) Fall to!

 

Consort and Klipotic (Qliphotic) Sigils

I have just completed a set of sigils for all 11 of the Klipot (Qliphoth), as well as a couple of demons who I couldn’t find sigils for that I liked. Since I am uploading these, I thought I’d share my set of sigils for the Four Consorts as well while I am at it.

(Yes, I like Lilith’s traditional sigil as well but I felt the need to have a matched set since I was making sigils for the other consorts.)

Use freely and enjoy.

Klipot Sigils:

Consort Sigils:

Miscellaneous Sigils:

Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Inverted Pentagram

I made this Satanized version of the classic Golden Dawn LBRP recently and have been sharing it around semi-privately via google doc with some friends. Well, I’ve been getting more requests for it, so I’m putting it out here on my blog.

This is not the only Satanic LBRP around. Feel free to make your own adjustments, however I recommend that you study the Golden Dawn LBRP first and really come to understand why everything is constructed the way it is constructed. It’s like making a substitution in a recipe. You need to understand what the original ingredient contributes before you replace it with something else.

I may make a follow-up post explaining the nerdy occult reasoning behind my version soon.

Without further ado, here it is. Feel free to learn it, practice it, and use it to nuke any unwanted energies and entities in your vicinity.

Ritual:

Begin by facing East.

  1. Make the Klipotic Inverted Cross:

Begin by imagining a ball of darklight just above your head. Clasp your hands as if to pray and imagine drawing the light down through the top of your head and into your hands, so that you can now move it around as you will.

Pronounce “Amen! Forever”

Use your left hand to make the cross. Touch your left hip, drawing the darklight down to it, and say, “glory the”

Touch your right hip, to draw the darklight across your body in a line, and say “and power the”

Touch your belly about two inches below your belly button. Visualise the line flowing down from this point and into your feet, to make the bottom of the inverted cross, and say “and kingdom the”

Touch your forehead, between your eyes. Visualise the darklight flowing up from this point through the crown of your head to connect to the original ball of light, making the top of the cross. Say “is thine for.”

It’s best if you can chant or vibrate the words. Once the inverted cross is complete, keep visualising it on your body.

2. Now begin constructing your inverted pentagrams.

Still facing east, extend your left forefinger and trace an inverted pentagram in the air. Begin from the top left point. Visualize it hanging there, drawn in darklight.

Then draw back your hand, place your finger against your mouth. Explosively pronounce/vibrate the name “Helel,” thrusting your finger forward into the center of your pentagram as you do so.

Turn widdershins to face North. Draw a pentagram as before and vibrate “Samael,” sending the name through the center of the pentagram as before.

Turn to face West. Draw pentagram and place name as before, this time using “Mastema.”

Turn finally to South. Drawn pentagram and place name, using “Azazel.”

3. Now call on the consorts of Samael. 

Return to facing East. Visualize each of the consorts as you call on them.

“Before me, Agrat. Behind me, Naamah. To my left, Eisheth. To my right, Lilith.”

Visualize an inverted pentagram of black flame, in the middle of which you stand, and say,

“For about me flames the pentagram”

Visualize a column of darklight enveloping you, and say,

“And in the column shines the Morningstar.”

4. Repeat inverted cross ritual as before.

5. End ritual with “BE IT SO!” and bring your hands together in a loud clap. Let the darklight explode out, clearing the space around you.

 

Simple Ritual to Call the Devil

I developed this ritual for my own use, and have now performed it hundreds of times. It now works reliably for me, but I cannot guarantee that it will work for you as written. Adapt it freely to fit your needs.

Be sure to either cast a circle or perform this in a pre-warded space. It is possible to get imposters—entities claiming to be Lucifer who aren’t. You don’t want this. Anything ballsy and dishonest enough to claim to be the Devil himself is bad news.

MATERIALS

  • Two candles, one for you and one for Lucifer
  • Incense—I use frankincense
  • An apple, pomegranate, or piece of stone fruit—peach, apricot, plum, etc.
  • Means of communication such as tarot deck, pendulum, spirit board, scrying mirror, or your own psychic ability if you are lucky enough to have it

PROCEDURE

  1. Light the candles, beginning with the one that represents you first. This is to pay homage to your own inner divinity, first and foremost. Lucifer will respect you for respecting yourself in this way. It is no insult to light his candle second.
  2. Light incense. Waft it into your face and over your body if desired. Take a moment to savor the smell.
  3. Close your eyes and breathe in deeply, to a slow count of four. Hold your breath for four counts, then breathe slowly out through your nose, imagining as you exhale that are breathing out through an opening between your eyes. Repeat until you begin to feel tingling between your eyes. This is your third eye waking up.
  4. Chant Lucifer’s enn:

“Renich tasa uberaca biasa icar Lucifer.”

Repeat 3, 6, or 9 times—or as many times as it takes for you to start to feel his energy. You’ll know.

AND/OR:

5. Recite reversed Lord’s Prayer:

“Amen. Forever glory the and power the and kingdom the is thine for. Evil from us deliver but, temptation into not us lead and. Us against trespass who those forgive we as, trespasses our us forgive and. Bread daily our day this us give. Heaven in is it as earth on, done be will thy, come kingdom thy. Name thy be hallowed, heaven in art who, father our.”

You can do only the enn or only the reversed Lord’s prayer, or both! You could also use different words for summoning—I’m a big fan of Baudelaire’s poem “Litanies of Satan” for this purpose as well. Or just make something up.

6. Sit down. Pick up the fruit. Consume it slowly—smell it before you take a bite, really savor it as you chew and swallow, feel the juices running down your throat, relish the feeling of it under your teeth. As you do this, meditate on Eden and the fruit of knowledge. Silently pray that you will receive Lucifer’s wisdom, swallow it and digest it, let it nourish you, and savor it as thoroughly as you are savoring the fruit. Feel yourself filled with gratitude for the gifts of knowledge, sensuality and free will.

7. It’s time to make contact! Take out your pendulum, your tarot deck, your spirit board, scrying mirror—or just open your mind up to Lucifer’s words if you are the kind of person who can do that.

During the interaction, behave with respect towards both yourself and him. Don’t grovel or debase yourself, he hates it.

Be careful with your wording when asking questions, making requests, or making promises, and pay attention to exactly what he says. Lucifer doesn’t lie, but he loves to say things which are technically true and yet misleading. He adores wordplay. He tends to be very literal. He will give you exactly what you ask for, and expect you to do exactly what you said. Remember that he has a huge thing for contracts, and thus he is very lawyerly about language. He isn’t usually doing this out of malice, but more from mischief, and a desire to keep you on your toes and make you think carefully.

Use your intuition, critical thought, and knowledge about the lore to make sure it is Lucifer you are talking to. If something feels wrong, end the connection immediately and cleanse the fuck out of your ritual space.

8. When you are done talking to him, ask if it’s OK to sign off for now. He will almost always say yes, unless he has something else important to tell you. Once he says you’re done, thank him, say goodbye, and extinguish the candles and incense. I guess you can try to banish if you like, but I think it’s rude and pointless. Very likely he has always been with you and always will be.

How to make communion hosts! (for Satanists)

So, you’re a Satanist, and you want to hold a Black Mass, so you need some hosts… but you feel like stealing wafers from your local church is just too risky and/or too much of an unnecessary dick move? 

Congratulations, I am here to help!

First of all, you can order hosts online. Or, you can make your own using the process below. Obviously they won’t be consecrated, but that’s OK. After all, as a Satanist, do you really want to rely on the blessing of a Catholic priest for your ritual supplies? Seize the power! Consecrate/curse your own hosts! (If you need ideas for ritual language, I will include a segment from the black mass in La Bas at the bottom of this post.)

So, how do you make a host? It’s surprisingly simple, and yet at the same time, a goddamn pain in the ass. 

First, preheat the oven to 425 degrees. Mix equal parts water and wheat flower into a batter. That’s it. Those are your only two ingredients. Sound easy? Well, here’s the catch– the resulting dough is sticky as all hell. It’s torture to mix and to knead. You will want to flour every surface it comes into contact with generously and repeatedly. 

So. Flour your hands. Flour a cutting board or cookie sheet (or cover it in butcher paper). Flour your rolling pin. Plop down that sticky, sticky Jesus dough and roll it out to a thickness of about 1/8 of an inch. Use a small cookie cutter to cut it into rounds. You will want to flour the cookie cutter. Feel free to curse as much as you need to during this process. You’re a fucking Satanist, after all. 

Once you have cut as many wafers out of that dough as possible, flour the tops of them lightly, and use a butter knife (or, if you are fancy, a stamp) to create the sign of the cross on top of them. 

Pop those little Christ cakes into the oven for 8-10 minutes. Watch ‘em carefully, you don’t want them to burn. They cook up fast. 

Remove from oven, let cool, and that’s it! 

To consecrate/curse, use the script below or come up with your own! I think the most important part of the language here is the very beginning, which I have in bold. Go ahead: command and compel Christ. Feel free to add “in the name of Satan” or similar, but it isn’t strictly necessary. Remember: thou art God. 

Happy blaspheming! 

“And thou, thou whom, in my quality of priest, I force, whether thou wilt or no, to descend into this host, to incarnate thyself in this bread, Jesus, Artisan of Hoaxes, Bandit of Homage, Robber of Affection, hear! Since the day when thou didst issue from the complaisant bowels of a Virgin, thou hast failed all thine engagements, belied all thy promises. Centuries have wept, awaiting thee, fugitive God, mute God! Thou wast to redeem man and thou hast not, thou wast to appear in thy glory, and thou sleepest. Go, lie, say to the wretch who appeals to thee, ‘Hope, be patient, suffer; the hospital of souls will receive thee; the angels will assist thee; Heaven opens to thee.’ Impostor! thou knowest well that the angels, disgusted at thine inertness, abandon thee! Thou wast to be the Interpreter of our plaints, the Chamberlain of our tears; thou wast to convey them to the Father and thou hast not done so, for this intercession would disturb thine eternal sleep of happy satiety.

Thou hast forgotten the poverty thou didst preach, enamored vassal of Banks! Thou hast seen the weak crushed beneath the press of profit; thou hast heard the death rattle of the timid, paralyzed by famine, of women disemboweled for a bit of bread, and thou hast caused the Chancery of thy Simoniacs, thy commercial representatives, thy Popes, to answer by dilatory excuses and evasive promises, sacristy Shyster, huckster God!

Master, whose inconceivable ferocity engenders life and inflicts it on the innocent whom thou darest damn—in the name of what original sin?—whom thou darest punish—by the virtue of what covenants?—we would have thee confess thine impudent cheats, thine inexpiable crimes! We would drive deeper the nails into thy hands, press down the crown of thorns upon thy brow, bring blood and water from the dry wounds of thy sides.

And that we can and will do by violating the quietude of thy body, Profaner of ample vices, Abstractor of stupid purities, cursed Nazarene, do-nothing King, coward God!”