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Subject: [JoyofSatan666] my dreams I had in the new year and the message it gave me
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Date: Wednesday, January 6, 2016, 3:46 AM
So here this is the
5th
already of the new year. And I've spent the last several
days in bed.
Dreaming and waking on and off. I just woke up from a dream.
I was at
the house I grew up in, out in the country. My Dad was there
(He's
been passed for a while now). He was talking to me. And my
cat –
the one who passed awhile ago - I posted her story – she
was there
too. I was laying on the floor on a blanket. I put out my
arm to her
and said: “Come here to me...” And she came to me. I
grabbed her,
picked her up and pulled her in tight as she purred. I was
faintly
horrified to see that she looked mangy, with scabs and
wounds criss
crossing her. Especially to see someone had actually taken a
knife to
her and carved Joy of Being into her chest, over her
heart!
Missy was a rescue – she had
her
special basket, a full tummy and a warm secure place in the
sun. This
was her happy place. It gave her great joy to be there. She
took on
the cancer for me. I feel sure of it. She was far more than
a mere
cat. She was a piece of my soul and so it struck me now –
as I
picked a scab off her back – here she was again....and
showing me
something important: That this time around I was the ragged,
scarred
up creature and Satan the one now who extends His hand to me
and says
come here...and is the one faintly horrified at all the
damage He is
seeing.
And yet, you see the thing is,
that cat
came to me, and was purring. She still loved, and still
lived. And
suddenly it hit me: She is reflecting ME! I thought: here I
am,
laying on a blanket on the floor, like a dog. And thats a
GOD spelled
backwards.
I woke up and thought about
this, and I
asked myself: What could your life be like, if every time
the nasty
lies you tell yourself came up, what if you refused to hear
them or
own them? And what if you really are not the things those
lies would
have you believe, a dog on a blanket on the floor, but
rather, what
if you are a God in the making? And what if those words
carved into
Missy's chest mean something? What if it's a
reminder to keep that
Joy of Being close to your heart – and be JOYFUL in Being,
right
here and now. And what if you tried harder to meditate? So,
I laid
down and tried right then and there and fell promptly asleep
again.
I dreamed this time I was in
deep space
with distant stars twinkling and a faint purple mist. And it
reminded
me of when I fell off the roof of the barn as a child. I was
trying
to imitate my older brother so I climbed up there. But I was
too
little to make the jump back down to the haystack. I was
trapped up
there in the broiling sun. Eventually trying to get down I
fell about
45 feet onto a fence, flipped off it and ended on my feet (I
came
within two inches of being a paraplegic though I didn't
realize it
then – instead I walked away with hardly a scratch)! I
fell
backwards onto the ground and when I hit, it parted and
swallowed me
and I found myself in this same void. I thought: Well, hello
again! I
know your face! I recalled, still dreaming, how I read in
JoS that
the purple is quintessence. And then I remembered something
else:
Something I read Satan said:
“You will be here as long
as I am
– and that is FOREVER.”
And then it felt like He
continued: And
this is a reason to be joyful. So let the sadness go and
choose joy
instead. Because I am with you. And that is the true meaning
of Joy
of Satan.
Forgive me if I sound
presumptuous here
– it's not like I literally heard Satan say this –
though I felt
it. It seemed to me to be something profound and not meant
just for
me...but for everyone here who has been hurt – to tell you
–
take that JOY OF BEING and carve it into your heart –
NEVER let it
go – because it is our love for our Creator. And this joy
gives us
our strength. (after I wrote this I found a reference to joy
in the
18th Enochian Key, coincidentally).
And maybe....these scars we
carry
aren't things to be ashamed of, like they disfigure us
– but
rather, they are honourable wounds and scars of battle.
Because we
all fought to be here. Every one of us. And we continue to
fight. And
these are not things to be turned away from – these are
reasons to
CELEBRATE.
Hail to all the Warriors of
Hell!
Battle scarred and True!
Hail to Hells Army!
Hail to our Creator God,
Satan!
His Golden Age will rise again
on this
Earth
We will break the backs of the
parasites, once and for all time!
Sieg Heil!
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If it was inspirational/helpful for anyone in any way then I am really glad of it. Felt strongly like I was supposed to share it....though I felt guilty taking the time (I can't type very fast) since it took me away from an art project. I thought I was neglecting my commitments but I thought: maybe someone needs to see this? So I guess vabzirvonpho you were the one! Satan is the best!
