Game Over

Lucifer Came to Speak about Vengeance

‘What you must understand is that Vengeance is Good. It’s just the payout that comes from Justified Action. It’s a reward. You don’t walk away from the table without the cash-out, do you? So, stay for it. Stay for your vengeance, Nora. Don’t be shy.’


My phone rang and woke me up from an intense exchange with the Prince of Darkness. I fished out the device, and saw an e-mail, from somebody I hadn’t heard from in years. He didn’t even know I had emigrated over two years ago from Europe. There was a movie made about me a couple of years ago. That movie has reached almost 50.000 views. He wanted to congratulate me. Yes, it was actually H.I.M. His Infernal Majesty.

He came to make a point.

That is more than any of these motherf—kers have ever seen on YouTube. This movie wasn’t even in English. And it wasn’t my greatest success. Back home I was featured on the cover of the most widely circulated magazine, too. It sold 300 000 copies. I was a guest on the biggest late night TV show, the equivalent of Oprah. The Secretary of Defense was my client in Prague.

Are you seeing where I am going with all this?

The High Priestess who has lowered herself to merge with the Low Priestess, the Harlot, returns to Her Throne as the High Priestess. It is time.

This all is all to say that this Game, this Insight Role where I have sent you to a Foreign Land, which is the Land of Revelation of the Mysteries, where you were infiltrated among the people who don’t know who you are, and thus they have assumed you to be plebs like they are, it is over. It’s done. The Role is done, and with it, the show. The shit shows that those spend their karmic credit on who don’t know any better than watching TV and sloth, they will have to find another character to project their own failures on.


Hatemails from illiterate kids. From white trash on social security and a cocktail of drugs. People who couldn’t tie their own shoelaces discovered Black Magick’s basic parlor tricks and used them to mostly manifest free drugs, and quick cash… both of which they are always missing at the end. I find it hilarious that some hood boyz with pimp manners think I am one of their girls. The sketchy neighborhood is best for the Black Magician, but it is a chosen assumed cover. I am not actually a call girl, green card bride, oppressed, abused, disadvantaged, second-class citizen, undocumented immigrant, or any of these covers and labels issued.

This show is over, and those who have invested themselves in it ended up spending all their credit on a temporary delusion.

Those who were trying to manifest the dehumanization of Anima Noira will rue the day and they will suck Satan’s cock for many years to come.

Anima Noira

Metaphysical Authoress. Harlot. Priestess. Demonatrix. Photo Model and Dangerous Writer. Keeping the Dark Arts alive is what I do, and I appreciate your support.

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