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                               Dracomet
                                   
			  The Devil's Diary 
                                   
                 The Satanist by Draconis Blackthorne 
                        By Draconis Blackthorne
                                   
   What do people see when they look at a Satanist? An assassin, a
   sage, a threat to their existence. A Warlock, A Witch. Something
   they are indelibly attracted to, yet at the same time repulsed.
   Yet they do not comprehend why.
   
   The Satanist represents Themself, first of all. Our philosophy is
   Auto-Deism, or the worship of Oneself as God or Goddess.
   
   Only the most masochistic seek fellowship with The Children of
   Darkness. Case in point: xoids. How they seek to "convert" us! To
   "save" us! Did We ask to be "saved?". Saved from what? Do they
   actually "think" they can persuade a True Satanist away from
   Oneself? Away from a Natural philosophy that embodies the
   perfection of Being? Where We are allowed to evolve unto Our
   highest potential? xian clone or prideful rebel? Now that's not a
   hard one at all!
   
   The truth is, The Satanist is all of the afore-mentioned
   perceptions. In one way or another, We gleefully slip into
   whatever role is neccessary at the time for Our benefit. Yet
   Satanists are a tricky lot. The masses do not see us coming. We
   can assume any shape neccessary to fulfill Our Wills. How the
   peasants would be shocked to learn exactly WHO We are! And WHERE
   We are! We truly do lurk in the shadows --------- of the
   subconcious mind, as well as throughout the secular world
   --------- Our World. Always has been, always will be. As the
   microscopic progenitors of Life, We race to & fro, while giving
   The Devil His due. {"The Evil One goes to & fro like a hungry
   lion throughout the earth, seeking whom He may devour"}. How
   right they are!
   
   We will only tell THEM what they want to hear, all the while
   spinning them up in Our insidious web, preserving them for Our
   future purposes.
   
   But while the herds stampede & graze together, The Satanist
   chooses solitude, only accepting the company of the few others He
   holds dear. One's mate, One's precious children, One's pets,
   One's possessions, One's true friends. Excelling in One's total
   environment, an extension of One's personality. One's Lair
   prepared to perfection. To see the joy in One's family's faces as
   they indulge in the ecstacies of Life, brings great satisfaction.
   And motivates One to provide even more pleasures, that Strength
   may be obtained through the collective happiness all feel in this
   wonderful dark brood. Such is ecstacy. And all may raise a full
   cup & rumbling laughter from Our Dark Thrones, basking in Our Own
   Glory.
  
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