stephenharney666
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Though I did not have a candle, I knew from reading things from the Joy of Satan that what matters most is what is in your heart. So, on the first day of my new becoming, and the undeniable happiness that has ensued upon this day, I write this poem as a loving dedication to the God who should have had my attention from the start. Hail Satan, and enjoy. 
My soul alight, salvation above the far-fetched dreamThe ray of God I welcome, eternal warmth under heavenly beamIn birth I was pure, through life I was made corruptThe pain I felt wasn't needed, the despair slaying my hope abrupt
The ray is not soothing, the death rays of hatred a millionThe God I yearned for, a dark farmer in the clouds of oblivionMy life has been a lie, all my knowing clouded by this monsterThe world has been twisted and warped by this unholy impostor
When darkness of the night crept into my wandering soulA shield of antiquity and power enveloped me like a bowlThe words were not heard, yet the subtlety of emotion was feltFear is non-existent as the malefic sprays fail to melt
A warrior I am in spirit, in body I grow in mightWith sword in hand I ascend to aid in the fightThe farmer harvests, yet it is I who will cut the reapingTo free humanity from the abomination who revels in our weeping
What was once known as right is wrong, what was our enemy is our dearest friendThe dark below containing light, the light above to slay all those who would ascendWasted potential will be our ruin, taking things at face value will lead us to damnationKnow thyself in time alone, think with a mind unclouded from the worlds fulmination
Taboo is the curtain, beyond the veil is the orchestra of life and blissA mind shut will stay closed from the avenues of the cosmos' kissEmbrace the "forbidden", tread on paths others aught not goBreak free from the river of shame and apology in all its deathly flow
The path is not straight, it winds like the back of a snakeTo escape enslavement, a simple road you must forsakeRely not on the path your ancestors have left in their wakeYours is a soul uncanny, from this life of lies you must awake
P.S. Though scrutiny is sure to follow from my obvious meanings in this poem, I was pondering the risks of posting this on my Facebook for all to read. I think now on the many who will become as grain raped from the fields and consumed by the falseness that is the Christian God and the "greys" I now know were not just nightmares in my youth...
Beyond all, this is also my hello to this group, and though I am new, I take this VERY seriously. When it comes to spirituality, there can be nothing short of complete and utter devotion, with the most serious and heartfelt approach. If anyone appreciates this poem or what I have to say, or simply the fact I am a new and dedicated member, I would love to hear from you and learn from you. I am still untried, though I like to pretend my imagination can protect me from all foes, I know this is just a blanket I wrap up with in my mind. I wish to learn from Satan himself, and though he's very busy I imagine, I would like to learn from anyone who has an open and free mind in this matter. Though I am jumping ahead, I also strongly desire a relationship with a demon lover, and believe my soul mate is not on this world as a human. I have a year and a half or so of abstinence under my belt as of this moment, and though I know that this is seriously unhealthy, it was not of my choosing or desire to go this long. That is not to say I want a demon love expressly for this purpose, but it is more or less a testament that I have a head start on a monogamous relationship with someone I can learn from and love faithfully for all eternity. I talk too much, and think just as much, and I thank you for making it this far in this post...without skimming of course
Very Respectfully,Stephen Harney
My soul alight, salvation above the far-fetched dreamThe ray of God I welcome, eternal warmth under heavenly beamIn birth I was pure, through life I was made corruptThe pain I felt wasn't needed, the despair slaying my hope abrupt
The ray is not soothing, the death rays of hatred a millionThe God I yearned for, a dark farmer in the clouds of oblivionMy life has been a lie, all my knowing clouded by this monsterThe world has been twisted and warped by this unholy impostor
When darkness of the night crept into my wandering soulA shield of antiquity and power enveloped me like a bowlThe words were not heard, yet the subtlety of emotion was feltFear is non-existent as the malefic sprays fail to melt
A warrior I am in spirit, in body I grow in mightWith sword in hand I ascend to aid in the fightThe farmer harvests, yet it is I who will cut the reapingTo free humanity from the abomination who revels in our weeping
What was once known as right is wrong, what was our enemy is our dearest friendThe dark below containing light, the light above to slay all those who would ascendWasted potential will be our ruin, taking things at face value will lead us to damnationKnow thyself in time alone, think with a mind unclouded from the worlds fulmination
Taboo is the curtain, beyond the veil is the orchestra of life and blissA mind shut will stay closed from the avenues of the cosmos' kissEmbrace the "forbidden", tread on paths others aught not goBreak free from the river of shame and apology in all its deathly flow
The path is not straight, it winds like the back of a snakeTo escape enslavement, a simple road you must forsakeRely not on the path your ancestors have left in their wakeYours is a soul uncanny, from this life of lies you must awake
P.S. Though scrutiny is sure to follow from my obvious meanings in this poem, I was pondering the risks of posting this on my Facebook for all to read. I think now on the many who will become as grain raped from the fields and consumed by the falseness that is the Christian God and the "greys" I now know were not just nightmares in my youth...
Beyond all, this is also my hello to this group, and though I am new, I take this VERY seriously. When it comes to spirituality, there can be nothing short of complete and utter devotion, with the most serious and heartfelt approach. If anyone appreciates this poem or what I have to say, or simply the fact I am a new and dedicated member, I would love to hear from you and learn from you. I am still untried, though I like to pretend my imagination can protect me from all foes, I know this is just a blanket I wrap up with in my mind. I wish to learn from Satan himself, and though he's very busy I imagine, I would like to learn from anyone who has an open and free mind in this matter. Though I am jumping ahead, I also strongly desire a relationship with a demon lover, and believe my soul mate is not on this world as a human. I have a year and a half or so of abstinence under my belt as of this moment, and though I know that this is seriously unhealthy, it was not of my choosing or desire to go this long. That is not to say I want a demon love expressly for this purpose, but it is more or less a testament that I have a head start on a monogamous relationship with someone I can learn from and love faithfully for all eternity. I talk too much, and think just as much, and I thank you for making it this far in this post...without skimming of course
Very Respectfully,Stephen Harney