This is just a little something about my experience with Satan. I was inspired to write this a few minutes ago and just had to get it out.
His hair is blonde, like a white sandy beach. His skin is fair and smooth and comforting to the touch. He is engulfed in a beautiful bright blue aura that is powerful and majestic yet warm and sweet. His eyes are a brilliant sapphire blue. His wings are white like a fluffy cloud on a sunny day. With him he carries a sword; a sword that has slayn many angels and their ilk. He is strong and athletic, and may be a little intimidating to an outsider, but he opens his arms so I can embrace him. I tell him my problems and he assures me everything will be alright, unlike a human psychologst, I can tell him anything that I need to get off my chest and he will not try to exploit or use my problems against me. He is a powerful warrior, and if the enemy tries to hurt one of his children, rest assured the offender will be punished. He brings wisdom and knowlage everywhere he goes. He is powerful. He is Satan.
Pamela L.
His hair is blonde, like a white sandy beach. His skin is fair and smooth and comforting to the touch. He is engulfed in a beautiful bright blue aura that is powerful and majestic yet warm and sweet. His eyes are a brilliant sapphire blue. His wings are white like a fluffy cloud on a sunny day. With him he carries a sword; a sword that has slayn many angels and their ilk. He is strong and athletic, and may be a little intimidating to an outsider, but he opens his arms so I can embrace him. I tell him my problems and he assures me everything will be alright, unlike a human psychologst, I can tell him anything that I need to get off my chest and he will not try to exploit or use my problems against me. He is a powerful warrior, and if the enemy tries to hurt one of his children, rest assured the offender will be punished. He brings wisdom and knowlage everywhere he goes. He is powerful. He is Satan.
Pamela L.
