Little Things that led me to the Satanic Revelation

[Thadea]

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It's so good to see other members with a similar story to mine. When my father was 3 years old, he started to have dreams with an old man (taday we know he is a God), he taught him several meditations and other visualization exercises, since then he fell in love with the occult and magic, especifically norse and celtic magic. I remember that when I was a kid, around 4 years old, my senses were quite open, but I believe a lot o people here can imagine the terrible things that I saw, especially people with dirty, ugly auras those were the worst, I also had a lot of unwanted thoughts and voices in my head, since young I had a lot of awareness, almost like I was too old for my fragile body, so I knew I was not crazy, wich is what my mother thought, I remember clearly the words that my father said to me -" Son, you see, you're not crazy I see them too, this is completely normal, I will teach you an exercise to help with those things you see and the thoughts in your head, just don't listen to what the other people think, most of them have no idea the gift you possess, if you listen, they will make you crazy for sure." He proceeded to teach me a meditation that he called the "Oak Meditation" that thing worked wonders, since then I stopped seeing and hearing bad things,only the things I want, and some of them are amazing like the bluish violet aura that always surrounds my father. I'm deeply grateful for the Gods and my father, because it was literally impossible for me to be born, much less be alive and breathing ( but this is a story for another time ).

When I was in my middle teens, I remember that I had a dream, where a tall guy in a black robe, he also had huge wings, pointed to my computer, then suddenly I appeared reading a website with black backgound and red letters, I was amazed by what I was reading. A few months later I was deeply intrigued by how stupid the God of the bible were so I decided to research about Satanism, the fun part is that you guys know it's not easy to find the JOS main website, but he was the first in the search, I clicked on the site and soon noticed that it was the website from my dream, I raised my head and saw the man from my dream standind in the same place smilling, I have no words to describe what I felt, it was like I was supposed to know the truth from the beggining. My father entered the room and stopped, the man then disapeared, then I asked my father, if he saw the man, he said yes, and asked what the hell was going on LOL, I just pointed to my computer. After that we spent all of our free time reading the JOS, and soon after we've done the dedication ritual. Later we discovered how our souls were from Satan since the beggining, and the amount of knowledge we obtained since then is almost unbelievable.

Thank you for the post Pluto, it made me remember of my wonderful childhood, always surrounded with the mystic and the occult (a lot of nostalgia), it also motivated me to do even more work for the Gods, I need to compensate for care and love they gave me all those years .

HS!

 

[Sundara]

But one instance I remember, when I was 6-7 years old, it came as a seeming conversation between him and me, the subject of the bible. I remember now to this day, my logic from then. The premise was that if one god is good, and the other is bad, and the truth is attacked by an extremely evil force, how come does the bible is truthful and not the opposite, a corruption. Why isn’t it the reverse? The word corruption and opposite meanings were instinctively known in me, as I said to him back then.

I always wondered how many people on here had a similar experience. Every time I reflect on the entire path my first memory the beginning of my questioning at a young age too. My parents always warned me that when someone points fingers, sometimes they’re the guilty one. They also told me there’s two sides to every story. Often, and it would usually pertain to probably their arguments that they thought I had any concern with but I was too young to really know or give a shit. But, at 4-5 I was outside with some friends and very clearly recall talking about the Bible. They were talking about how evil Satan is and I told a group of kindergartners “How come Satan is evil? What if he’s the good guy? Everyone is always making fun of him and that must mean that they’re actually the bad ones.” and boy did those kids get freaked out. They got pretty upset about it and I decided to keep my mouth shut about it for a while. But I remember how much I meant that and my entire thought process on it. I thought how could it not be obvious and how could somebody be so easily persuaded. I was vehemently rebellious and questioning of authority, but not in a way that was troublesome. I’d either get honors in school for good deeds or get in trouble for being too honest. When I grew up a little bit I became more and more curious about Satan. I asked him directly and from the bottom of my heart one day... I was very timid, but I knew that if I was going to ask him I’d ask with respect and open-mindedness and I instinctively knew that fear or negative pre-programmed thoughts about him should be set aside. I shook away every bit of fear and said “I want to hear YOUR side of the story” and a month later I found joyofsatan. He answered before I even became dedicated. All it took was respect and a true desire to know him. This part gets me teary eyed because of the billions of people out there who know of Satan and know the blasphemy, even those that are “open minded” or questioning NEVER think to just stand up and go directly to HIM with the true intent of knowing him. Out of programmed fear and a lack of guts. It’s truly cowardly. I do understand Satanism isn’t for the weak and I think he can sometimes choose who he leads here. Nevertheless, it’s sort of shameful that people don’t have more of a back bone.