I was so engrossed in the book about Satanism (and Demons), I hadn't even realized daybreak outside. The sky seemed to glow pink as the sun peeked over the horizon. I set the finished book down on the glass coffee table and take a moment to process. My eyes were probably bloodshot with dark bags underneath.
Maybe it was complete bullshit, or then again maybe it wasn't. It's not that I disprove the theory of demons, but I hadn't had the perspective of them actually willing to 'help out' spiritually; especially the 'dark lord' himself. Did the Dark Lord even bother with the humans of the Earth?
Rubbing my eyes and letting out a yawn, I decide to curl up and let my insomnia induced self try and get at least an hour in before school had to begin.
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During my first two morning classes, I couldn't stop thinking about the book. It was just too damn intriguing to me to be merely ignored.
I've never been a believer in an absolute God or an almighty elite entity. I mean, I do think about aliens constantly and whether or not they could be out there. However, this made me rethink a few things. Was there, perhaps, a God, but maybe only one that was below our feet? Or maybe there was a good and evil? One thing I know for sure is that the world is not black and white.
These questions left my mind jumbled. This seemed like a 3 am problem. I might need an Advil in a few minutes.
After two classes pass, I make it my new goal to travel to the college public library and pick up a few more things there.
- Satanic Bible (I thought it would be necessary if I was actually going to read up on these types of things)
- More; 'Summoning Demons 101' books
- Art of Witchcraft (which sounds kind of scary but let's go for it)
- an actual Bible (Just in case)
-And a large book on Greek Myths and Beliefs (for inspiration)
After purchasing (because let's face it, I would never return them if they were rented out anyway) let's just say the woman with the golden cross necklace wasn't too happy with my selection, I went to my other two afternoon classes then I was on my way back home to watch tele and expand my knowledge of the Devil and his trustee followers (fandom?).
This time I made myself a hot chocolate and ordered a cheese pizza instead.
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Be My Friend
FantasíaMason sells his soul to Satan in order to gain a friend. However, this friend may turn out to be a little more than what Mason bargained for.
