I was contemplating the Path of the Infernal Soulmate as I drifted off to sleep. A Luciferic figure appeared to me, a beautiful man like a hero from Greek myth, like a classical sculpture. He was naked, but there was nothing profane or inappropriate about it. It was His purest form.
He gave me a date in the future, years from now.
I replied something along the lines of ‘What do you want me to do?’
He handed me a gift. It was a sack of rough iron bars.
He said, ‘I need you to be strong. Become stronger.’
I took the iron bars from him and smelled the metal in my whole body, and I thought this must be the way, make my own armor and weapons, for the Woman of the New Aeon shall be girth with a sword… Hail Samael.
