Satan

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
My experience with Satan.

Submitted: December 14, 2016

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My parents taught me about Satan or Satanas. They claimed that he was a liar and cheater. I also learned about the rapture and the Anti-Christ. How he would rule earth until Jesus came and established a kingdom here. I had always secretly felt a connection with those topics. Something dark and lustful. I had my devotion to God, I had even given my life to him, but I was seduced by the Devil. One of the times I felt an energy that I enjoyed was when I quietly watched the movie The Ninth Gate on IFC. It was about a book written by Lucifer that would summon the Devil. There was a scene with the Satan worshipers chanting that gave me chills up my spine. I enjoyed it. I often felt that if the rapture happened I would be left behind and that I could make a difference. The day I made a decision to do something Satanic was the day that I saw the Lady Gaga video Alejandro. I saw the imagery and couldn't believe that there was such blatant satanic ritual. It inspired me to move to New York. In New York I suffered hardship but I was still content. I had learned a format of worship, which was to give my life to God. One day I gave my life to Satan. Of course I knew that it would be unforgivable in the eyes of God, so I did it in God's name. I was a Christian Satanic. I worshiped Satan and used my spiritual energy to perform rituals and spells. I was living a new life. I felt like I was finally experiencing something that I was supposed to experience. And I was getting results. I spoke ancient languages and made holy movements. I was, in my opinion, Satanic. I felt so safe, so confident. I even had conversations with Satan. All of this led to me being admitted to the mental ward where they diagnosed me schizophrenic. I have to admit, my life makes a lot more sense now. Where there were so many holes there are answers. Now I live with my parents, which are pastors and devoted Christians. I don't believe that God and Satan are enemies, I believe that they are allies. I gave my life to God and as a result became a Satanic. Now I don't claim any religion, but I still have experiences that I treasure.


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