Talking "E-Motion" with Mr. Satan

E-Motion can seriously FUCK YOUR GAME UP. I was recently reminded of a situation I got myself into several years ago when I was still sleepin.

Once upon a time I had a wife. She fucked good, I taught her how to cook the way I wanted it which freed up some timergy (which was sadly wasted at a slave) and shit was alright, for a while. But then, she gained a hundo (that's right, HUNDO)! I used to be able to pick her up on the wall and hit it..NO MOAR!

She went from...

All Good

to...

Aww FUUCK!

That bitch got so sloppy that when she talked about fuckin, my junk would flip over and act dead like a possum.

Apparently I focused too much on the slave hive. She must've decided "I got my man, time to let myself go." I was living in a pretend world with sugar plums and rainbows and unicorns. CANDYLAND. I told a fukkin leprachan "when I'm done at the slave for the day I want there to be candy waiting for me when I get home"

Leprachan said ight..

and so it was..

Candy

WHADUFUK leprachan, I agreed to be a slave 1/3rd of the day so that you would make my dreams come true!!!!

You say you likey John Candy

when get home from slave. I give John Candy!

Fuck you lepre-troll..*divorced*

BUT...

There was a little big issue...

That's right

Let me stop here. Now, this rant ain't about getting emotional over a bitch and a kid. None of this "we gotta make it work for the kid" asscrackery. It was already known that I had waded out neck deep into a pool of fecal matter. You've seen and heard plenty of stories of baboons turning rabid over this sort of shit. From kidnapping on some weird child-worship faggotry, to homocide/suicide lunacy on some "I'll NEVER pay that bitch a dime" delusional childishness. E-motion got me here, and this is my last chance to SAVE MY OWN ASS. Strategize now or take a deep breath and let e-motion drag you down into the depths of that steaming pile of COMPLETE RETARDATION.

So I strategized. I studied, I pondered, I manipulated, I busted ass, and I fucking TRIUMPHED.

It took 10 months for divorce court to come. I manipulated the hoe to bee-lieve "he keeps what's his, she keeps what's hers, nobody owes anybody anything" and it worked!

I manipulated the hoe to bee-lieve "don't let the courts get in the middle of child support arrangements because they'll wipe their asses with the checks for weeks before handing them over." This one didn't work. Courts DEMANDED dictation over child support arrangements. She tried disputing it on my behalf, but they said it was a law.

Friends, family, the losers I'd beat at pool and take their money every weekend, they all said the same shit.

"I'm so glad Mr. Satan got away from that fat bitch".

But when they learned of my strategies

"take the bitch out to lunch every now and again?"

"pay the bitch $175 a month cash?"

"take custody of the kid 4 days one week, 3 days the other?"

their moran chimp colors shined through.

"This hoe is supposed to be your enemy, why are you giving her money and taking her out to lunch all the time? I'd kill the skank, you're fucking STUPID!"

"I wouldn't let her keep MY kid"

and some of the chickenheads jockin my cock caught wind of what I was doing and would vanish "what kind of a fagboy would pay money to his ex when there is no court order?"

The sheep laughed and joked. They pointed their finger at me "look, there goes the idiot". They could only see what they bee-lieved. They refused to see the truth.

When I gave her money, I made her sign a receipt stamped "CHILD SUPPORT".

When they seen us at the restaurant joking and laughing, they refused to see me training the dog to DEFEND ME IN COURT.

When court came and went, all the (useless) crap I acquired via the slave tokens I KEPT. Alimony is $0.00.

When tax returns came, I was expecting $6000 but got $1000. "$5000 due in retroactive child support" was what the letter said. They snagged that shit right out of my tax returns. I photocopied the "CHILD SUPPORT" receipts and submitted them, and they sent me 2 checks. 1 for $2000 the other for $3000. It was a check from the state, so it looked like a welfare check.

Oh, the looks on the faces of the free-lunch "no-she-di-ih" hags at the cash-checking place.."how you getta check like dat from the state?" they asked as their mouths salivated like thirsty dogs.

"Child Support Refund...................................BIATCH"

And that is how that story ends...no "plotting to kill the bitch", no "she took me for everything I had"

Life is a business. Don't let e-motion fuck shit up

--Bo Gorens

Talking "The Dark Arts" with Skeletor

I recently came across a group of (fan boy) Luciferians that really have an interest in learning magic. They do satanic rituals, buy "black magic spell books", the whole shebang!

Long ago, not too different from these guys, I decided to research magic, myself, in my quest to achieve POWER.

I talked to colleagues, associates, mentors, I scaled mountains, fell head first into valleys, all to no avail. Then, I was told a story. An ancient TRUTH was revealed to me by a REAL Luciferian.

For your viewing pleasure, I shall share this truth with YOU:

Back in ancient days, when man's achievements barely separated him from any other beasts, "caveman days" if you will, fear of the unknown was an ENORMOUSLY influential instinct. If something is coming and you don't know what it is, you HAUL ASS outta there. This was what animals did, and this is what humans did. This instinct still exists in humans today, it has been called "the fight or flight or response". When humans first started becoming "self aware", this instinct was reinforced by a perception of the night. "The open darkness is death (a demon) that will EAT YOU if you go out into it". Of course, the REALITY of this "demon" perception was that of nocturnal predators.

One day, something miraculous happened.

During a thunderstorm, a bolt of lightning hit a small tree. The whole tree was set on fire. All the animals and most of the humans followed instinct and booked outta there. Notice that I said MOST of the humans. A few stayed behind. Their curiosity and bravery overrode their instinct. They touched the fire, and, of course, they got burned, but they still stayed. They broke a branch off the tree, played with it, did little experiments with it, and eventually learned how to create it THEMSELVES.

What a grand revelation this was! In virtually no time they figured out about its warmth, light, how to cook with it, and now this group no longer lives in caves. No no, they discovered a trick that gave them an advantage, a MAGIC SPELL that gave them a new dominance over their environment. Now, they set up camp near streams or lakes. As this group feasted on fish, animal meat and an abundant water source, they lay, intoxicated, watching the sunset reflected in the water. "As above, so below". With the sun set, they no longer looked "up" at the sun for warmth, light, and safety, now they looked "down" at the fire for warmth, light, and safety. "As above, so below". This group decided to keep this magic trick to themselves so that they can maintain their POWER over their environment.

The next revelation came when one day another caveman (who knew nothing of fire) stumbled upon the group's camp. This caveman perceived a man waving his hands doing a magic spell, another man sacrificing a small animal to a glowing phoenix god, and then a third man that sacrificed pieces of earth to that same god. When the third man sacrificed the earth, he released hundreds of fairy demons that flew off into the night into all directions.

When the caveman saw the fairies, he ran home, and that is the story he told everyone. Of course, and I'm sure you know this, but what that caveman actually saw was one man of the group warming his hands by the fire, another man cooking meat, and the third man throwing a log into the fire causing glowing embers to fly up.

The stories of the "Magicians" spread like wild fire (no pun intended). The story eventually made it back to the group. By then it was so exaggerated that even THEY were concerned about these "magicians". It is not known whether or not the group realized that THEY WERE THE MAGICIANS, but either way, they used their powers to gain MORE power. They tricked people into believing they had "powers from god" and told them to bring trinkets, women, gifts, and to do laborious tasks. They became perceived as VERY POWERFUL from all of this for generations. Eventually, "how to create fire" was leaked. Some say that once the deception was revealed, the descendants of the group were burned at the stake, a "fitting punishment". Others, though, believe that the descendants purposely gave away the truth behind the trick, for by then they had already moved on to far better magic.

Magic is power. Power is a perception. Perception can be manipulated by deception. Deception is magic. Deception is power. Magic is deception. Power is deception.

Did you hear about the voodoo shaman that ruled villages using his magic? He "cursed" people, and they INDEED died! Of course, the TRUTH of the curse was a combination of the village people's PERCEPTION of the shaman having power, and a little bit of having "agents" sneak psychedelics and poisons in "cursed villagers" food and water. Eventually the use of psychedelics and poisons were no longer needed. The villagers BELIEVED that the shaman had real magic power SO MUCH that if he "cursed you", you died. "The mind makes it real" so Morpheus says.

So, what exactly is it that I am trying to explain to you fools? To learn REAL magic, first you must look BEHIND THE TRICK.

You ain't hearing me?! You MUST look BEHIND THE TRICK!

Magic EXISTS you fools!!

You must NOT let it

mesmerize you. NO!!

YOU are to mesmerize THEM!!

If you decide to spend your private time sitting in a room on a pentagram surrounded by black candles chanting shit, THAT'S YOUR CHOICE. Whatever you want to do as a hobby is your own thing. However, if you are ready to use magic to gain power FOR REAL, the HOW TO is available to you. HOW, you ask? Hath a gander below. You are either on the real shit, or on the BULLSHIT.