A being at my bedside + a toast to Satan

[Lindsey Baxter]

Alright, so I've recently opened my third eye, right, and now I see this
robed being with tattered wings, almost as though it were in battle
recently. I tell it to leave in the name of Satan, and it turns it's head
to me as if to say, "What, now? Didja say something to me?" I say it
louder, louder, and still it stays. I'm not scared by it; actually, it's
presence comforts me greatly. Any thoughts?
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(to be said at midnight on New Year's Eve/ Day)
Hail, Lucifer!
Bringer of light and knowledge,
Fleet-footed and brave,
Laughing in the face of the enemy
That wishes to annihilate us all!
Come, come, oh great King Enki;
It is time for us to celebrate
Our endeavors toward godliness
And our future success.
We ask you, Father Satan,
To give us your blessings
For this upcoming year.
HAIL SATAN! (drink your drink-- this can be sparkling cider or grape
juice, wine, champagne, you name it)

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