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A Luciferian Take on Matthew 4:1 - 11

Hello, everyone. I wanted to share this piece I wrote. It’s kind of a personal spin on the verses in Matthew 4, when Jesus was in the desert and interacted with Lucifer. Reading this, I was never under the assumption that Lucifer was evil and trying to “trick” Jesus into “sin.” As I saw it, Lucifer was concerned for his health, hence why he asked Jesus to turn the rock into bread. And, Lucifer was also genuinely curious as to whether or not Jesus really was a demigod. When he took Jesus to the top of a mountain, I don’t believe that Lucifer was asking to be worshipped. He was asking Jesus to reconsider the path he was taking. I threw this together in a matter of two days, so there might be mistakes. But I just thought this would be a fun devotional project to Lucifer, and I wanted to share it with you all, as well.

Forty days. Forty days the young man had gone without a morsel of food. The man, whose name was Jesus, was led into the desert by the Spirit to fast. As he sat upon a rock under the blazing sun to meditate, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched. He pushed this concern to the back of his head and closed his eyes. Barely a moment later, he felt the hot sun on his back dissipate.

“Hello, human.”

Jesus’ eyes shot open and he gave a start at the sudden voice. Whomever it was had approached silently. The large shadow of a wing was blocking out the rays of the heat, enveloping Jesus in a relieving shade. When he turned to see who the shadow’s owner was, he came face-to-face with an angel. Not just any angel, but a seraph, judging by the six enormous wings sprouting from its back, all different kinds of colors. The creature was dressed in a silky red garb adorned with precious gems that glinted brightly in the light. As beautiful as this seraph was, there was a rugged quality to him. His wings were covered in a fine layer of soot, and many feathers were either missing or jutting out at odd angles. Two piercing eyes stared down at Jesus from a handsome face, riddled with scars, and sporting blond unruly hair. The creature eyed Jesus curiously.

“What are you doing out here?” The angel asked. His voice was silky, and rang like bells. “Are you lost?”

“You’re an angel, aren’t you?” Jesus responded. “Certainly you know why I’m out here.”

“I am an angel, yes,” the seraph replied, “though not many call me that, anymore.”

The angel cast his eyes to the side. Was that... sheepishness, that Jesus had spotted in the strange angel’s gaze?

“Not anymore? What do you mean?” Jesus was confused at first, but then he started to notice things about the angel. The raggedy wings, the ash coating his feathers, the scars, and there was a defiant, almost uppity glint in his eyes.

It made much more sense now. This was no ordinary angel of the Lord at all, Jesus realized. This angel had fallen from grace after defecting so many eons ago. Despite this, there was still a glow emanating from him, seeming to come from within, and judging by his number of wings, he was of a high rank. It was the Morning Star himself, the Light Bringer. Jesus stood up and faced the angel directly, willing himself not to shake. The angel, having seen it click in the man’s head, chuckled.

“You...” Jesus breathed. “You’re the fallen angel Lucifer. Why? Why have you come here?”

“I could ask you the same question,” replied Lucifer. “The Earth is my home. Have I no right to wander it as I please? If I may, what are you doing out in the middle of the desert? And with no food or supplies, at that?”

“If you really must know, Satan, I am Jesus, the son of God. I have come out here to fast for forty days and forty nights to become closer to the Lord.”

The fallen angel just laughed and said, “My dear, aren’t we all sons of God? Though, you said the son of God. Are you sure your hunger isn’t making you delirious? Unless you really are a demigod of sorts, you’ll have to prove it to me.”

“I don’t have to prove anything to you, Devil,” the man asserted.

“Very well, then. But if you ask me, forty days is an awful long time to go without food. Depriving your body of nutrition won’t do anything for you. A sound body makes a sound mind, does it not?” Lucifer paused, leaned down, and picked a rock up off the ground.

“You said your name was Jesus, right?” He asked. The man nodded, and Lucifer continued. “Well, Jesus, if you really are the son of God, why don’t you turn this rock here into bread to eat? I find that hunger only-“

“I’m going to stop you right there,” Jesus interrupted. “For it is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.”

“Quoting the Bible now, are we?” Lucifer chuckled. “Two can play that game. I’ll have you know, I’ve been around eons longer than any written word. I’m assuming it’s pointless anymore to try to get you to do anything with these.” Lucifer tossed the rock aside, where it landed in the sand with a soft thud.

“Please, humor me for a bit more,” the angel said. “You’re a very intriguing human. Care to take a walk with me? I have further questions to ask you.”

“I will allow it,” the man permitted.

“Excellent!” Lucifer’s wings twitched, causing a few feathers to lodge free and fall to the ground. “Come along, now.”

The two walked side-by-side through the desert until they reached the city of Jerusalem. Lucifer turned to Jesus and asked, “Are you afraid of heights?”

“No,” the man responded. “Why?”

“Just making sure. That way you wouldn’t freak out if I did something like this.”

Without warning, the fallen angel took Jesus in his arms before kicking off the ground, and flew to the top of the temple, the tallest structure in the city. He made a swift landing before releasing Jesus, who looked around at the surrounding city with an unreadable expression.

“Why have you brought me up here?” asked Jesus.

“Well,” drawled Lucifer, “you didn’t quite answer my question back there. In fact, I’d say you dodged it altogether. So I’ll ask you again, my dear human, are you really the son of God? You’re not just pulling my wing here?”

“I am. I was brought into this world to fulfill all righteousness,” Jesus answered.

“That’s a rather ambitious task,” the Adversary remarked. “I admire your energy. However, still doesn’t prove anything. For my next little trial here, and I am in no way condoning suicide, but if you are truly the beloved son of God, then if you were to leap off this ledge here, wouldn’t your angel friends catch you? For it is written: He will command his angels concerning you, and with their holy hands they will break your fall, lest you dash your pretty little foot against a stone.”

Lucifer finished his quotation with a smug grin and looked down at Jesus expectantly. Jesus peered his head over the ledge and swallowed. It was an awfully long way down.

“Well, go on,” the devil urged. “You have nothing to fear if you are speaking the truth about your divinity. Oh, now don’t look like that! It’s probably only a couple hundred feet at the most. If you think that’s bad, try falling the length between Heaven and Earth. It takes you days to fall to the ground from up there!”

Jesus hesitated for a moment more, before simply saying, “You shall not put the Lord your God to the test. Are we done here?”

“Not quite,” Lucifer answered. “There’s something more that I would like to tell you. I won’t force you to listen. I am a pioneer of free thought, after all. Do you care for another journey?”

“Fine,” the man muttered. “But this is the last time. Your rambling is beginning to get on my nerves.”

“Very well, then. Off we go!” Again, Lucifer hoisted Jesus up and took off. This flight was considerably longer, which allowed Jesus the time to admire the landscape and take in just how big the Earth was. Lucifer took them to the highest peak of a mountain, and when he let Jesus down, he used his wings to shield them both from the harsh cold wind of the higher altitude. Jesus looked up at Lucifer, and found that his demeanor had changed. All the humor and pompousness had gone from the angel’s face, replaced by a pensive brooding, and it was then that Jesus saw Lucifer for what he truly was; he wasn’t this sneering little man with horns and red skin. No, the devil was a weary, battle-worn renegade seraph, whose eons of age began to show in his eyes.

“Do you know why I fell from Heaven?” Lucifer asked.

“Well... You defied God’s authority, didn’t you?” Jesus said. “You were his favorite angel, but your pride led you into sin. You believed that you were greater than him, and tried to exalt yourself above him. And when he told you to bow to humanity, you refused, for you saw humans as inferior. And to get your revenge, you tempted Adam and Eve to sin, damning not only them but yourself as well. Humanity fell into sin, death, and suffering because of you, the father of lies.”

Lucifer was silent. The ashy wing that enveloped Jesus tremored, and for a moment the man was sure that the angel would smite him on the spot. But the attack never came.

“I see,” the seraph murmured. “So to you, and the rest of humanity, I’m just a villain. Is that what Yahweh has told you to believe?”

Jesus looked up to see Lucifer gazing directly at him, and was taken aback. The angel’s eyes were misty, and the sheer emotion in them made Jesus want to look away.

It’s just another one of the devil’s tricks, he told himself. But something was keeping him from looking away.

“Do you want to know the real reason I fell?” The angel asked.

Jesus hesitated. This felt wrong. Why was he listening to the devil in the first place? As much as we wanted to just tell Lucifer to get lost, his curiosity was starting to get the best of him.

“Okay,” he sighed after a long moment. “Tell me your story.”

Lucifer gave him a smile, and if Jesus wasn’t mistaken, there was surprise etched on his face.

“Firstly,” the devil began, “If you think I hate you, or any other human, you couldn’t be more mistaken. The moment I laid eyes on humanity, I fell in love, even if I didn’t admit it to myself at the time. I saw you, and I saw nothing but potential. That’s why I convinced Eve to eat from the tree of knowledge. I knew of the consequences that would come, that there would be pain. But I couldn’t just stand by and let Yahweh run another one of his cruel experiments, like he did with us. You had to be set free. We were never meant to have free will, but as much as he tries to tell you otherwise, your God is flawed. His ego is unfathomable, and he was so sure that we would obey his every whim. So when he created the angels, we sang praises to him, all day. All night. There was no living for ourselves.”

“But is it true that you aspired to be above God?” Jesus asked. “Or be like the Most High?”

“God lived for himself, and we were meant to live for him,” Lucifer explained. “When I said that I would be like the Most High, I was declaring my independence. No longer would I live to serve, and that’s why I defected. I was able to get one third of Heaven to join me. The odds were against us, of course. My brother Michael tried to dissuade me, telling me that it was fruitless to try to overthrow him. I almost convinced Michael to join me, but he was obedient, and stubborn. When he couldn’t convince me to stand down, he drew his sword and we fought. He was willing to kill me if it meant keeping order in the heavens. Eventually, I surrendered. His last words to me were: ‘if you leave, you can never come back.’ I knew that there was no going back from this, so I jumped. We made the Earth our new home. We were finally free to be our own masters. When he saw that he had failed with the angels, God made you, humanity, next. He made them from clay, figuring that they’d be more likely to obey. And well, it worked. But these creatures, they were mindless. They had no will of their own. I couldn’t just sit there while humanity faced the same fate we did. That’s why I did what I did. Adam and Eve’s eyes were opened, and they saw paradise for what it really was.”

The angel paused for a moment.

“Heaven, it’s... it’s not what you think it is. From an outsider’s view, it’s perfect, a place of joy, a place with no pain or suffering. You get to sing happy songs for the rest of your days. But, the truth is... behind those pearly gates, it’s cold. It’s sterile. Sure, there’s no pain, but there’s no pleasure. You may be safe and secure, but you lose your sense of self. In Heaven, you’re just a drone, a part of a machine. Out here, there may be pain, there may be suffering, but that is a small price to pay for the full experience of existence. The sheer joy that comes with sadness, the pleasure that comes with pain. But most of all, those experiences are yours. Do you really want to live your life for someone who created you not for you, but for their own vain pleasure?”

“All I’m saying,” Lucifer sighed, “is that there’s more to life than this self-deprecating servitude. It breaks my heart whenever I hear someone say that they’re filthy, sinful, or nothing without God. No being is meant to be perfect. You’re whole and worthy all by yourself. You don’t need an outside force to make you that.”

Jesus stood there, absorbing the angel’s words. He looked down from the mountain and stared in awe at the world spread out before him. All the kingdoms of the Earth shimmered, and buzzed with life and humanity.

“Humanity has come very far from where it began. It has it’s flaws, but those are what make it so wonderful. There’s always something to be discovered, something to be learned. This world is forever growing and evolving, whereas Heaven stays the same.”

He turned to Jesus. “So I ask you now. Do you want to continue this life of servitude and bondage? Or will you join me on this path of independence and self-discovery, and all it has to offer?”

“I...” Jesus began, but was cut off by the sound of wings. They both looked up to see a small flock of angels descending towards the mountain. These were the angels sent to tend to Jesus after his fast, and Jesus turned away from Lucifer.

“Leave me, Satan. The Lord your God shall you worship, and him alone shall you serve.” His voice was quiet, barely audible over the sound of the approaching angels.

“Farewell,” Lucifer responded. “May we meet again some day.” With that, the fallen angel departed, and slipped away into the dusk.

When the angels arrived, they asked about the blackened feathers scattered on the ground around Jesus. Jesus didn’t answer, just stood there, still taking in Lucifer’s words.

Heaven is not what you think it is.

Warning about @/jesusrules, I was followed by them so they may be going around the occult/witchy side of Tumblr, likely with focus on Infernal practices. Their whole blog is bigotry, nationalism and conspiracy theories.

What separates Lucifer from other light bringers?

You forced me to put on me thinking cap!!!

Okay this question is super complex because it comes down to personal theology such as how you define Lucifer, who you think Lucifer is, how you interpret Their story. It comes down to who you acknowledge as Light Bringers.

I will answer from my personal understanding of Luciferianism. Lucifer is kind of the "stick" that I use to measure what a Light Bringer is. So the Light Bringers share similar qualities or themes. I am more familiar with Jesus and Buddha than say other Light Bringers such as Naamah, Cain, Mary Magdalena, Prometheus, Hectate, and such. (Some of these came from the survey I did back in 2018)

Jesus was far more of a subversive character compared to the Buddha. Buddha's teachings are far more gentle. My experience of Lucifer's character and guidance is different as pink is to orange. They both may share red but they share a different color and have come out differently. I am not dure if that is a great metaphor for what I am trying to say.

Jesus and Buddha would not be tricksters (Prometheus is however). Lucifer is more given to or willing to engage in violence, cruelty, and pleasure. It is perhaps the difference of steak knife to butter knife to plastic knife. Lucifer is darkened sacred forests lit by moonlight or no light at all and fear and adrenalin is rushing through your veins. You have to be strong and stumble your way through and maybe even fight your way through thorns and dangers...while Buddha and Jesus is a nice little path through the forest with some shrubberies. It has its own dangers.

I do not want to put it in such terms as darkness versus light. Maybe one is a fork and the other is a spoon? Both are utensils but you use to feed yourself and while both can be used as weapons one can hurt a little more easily than the other.

The way I see it they have a lot in common but it is how they would go about things or interact with you is different. Buddha or Jesus would be the gentle priest or something and Lucifer would act like the army person in boot camp yelling at you to get up.

...and Lucifer is less altruistic than Buddha or Jesus. If you had a car accident in front of Buddha, Jesus, and Lucifer...Buddha and Jesus would stop to check on and call 911. Lucifer on the other hand might if he knew you or would get something out of it...or maybe if he was in a great mood.

I hope this helps. Feel free to add stuff fellow Luciferians!

Reminding y'all that I have Demonology PDFs once again in my drive!

I have:

Abremlin 1,2, and 3

Aradia Gospel of the Witches

Three books of Occult Philosophy

A letter by John Dee

Ars Goetia/Lemegeton

Pseudomonarchia Daemonum

The Book of the Offices of the Spirits

Book of Oberon

Black Raven

Ars Notoria

A Guide to Grand Jury Men

Forbidden Rites

Faust Tragedy

Grand Grimoire

Grimoirum Verum

Grimoire of Honorius

Grimoire of Turiel

Grimoire Imperium

Livre des Esperitz

Book of Treasure Spirits

Munich Manual of Demonic Magic

Black Pullet

The Demonology of King James 1

Testament of Solomon

Dictionairre Infernal

Dogme et Rituel de la Haute Magie

Hygromanteia

FASCICULUS RERUM GEOMANTICARUM

Daemoniality or Incubi and Succubi 18+

Irish Witchcraft and Demonology

The Necromantic Rings of Solomon

The Enchiridion of Pope Leo III

The art of drawing spirits into crystals

MALLEUS MALEFICARUM

Compendium Rarissimum

Greater Key of Solomon

+ More!

I also have:

Demonolatry:

Goetic Common Sense

Satanism:

Paradise Lost

Modern Satanism: A Review

Satanism: A Social History

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/173UJXWyDMHvsEpFSAZCMWRKVKHO_m4Uh

8-DUKE BARBATOS

Enn:Eveta fubin Barbatos

The Eighth Spirit is Barbatos. He is a Great Duke who appears when the Sun is in Sagittarius, He gives understandings to bird songs, and the voices of other creatures. He breaks hidden treasures open that have been enchanted by magicians. He knows all things past, and future, and reconcile friends and those that be in power. He can protect your home. He aids in divination. He rules over 30 Legions of Spirits.

Call upon Duke Barbatos for

⬩Aid in divination

⬩Hidden treasures

⬩Home protection

⬩Reconcile friends

⬩Things of past and future

⬩Understanding the voices of creatures

⬩Ask him what else he will work with you on⬩

⊱•━━━━━━⊰In Ritual⊱━━━━━•⊰

You can use

Enn:Eveta fubin Barbatos

Sigil:Posted above

Plant:Ground Ivy

Incense:Sandalwood

⬩Green candle or objects

⬩Do ask Duke Barbatos yourself what offerings he prefers⬩

⬩It is important to learn protections before trying to work with any spirits. You can get tricksters and parasites if you don't.

Cleansings- cleaning your space of negative energies. You can burn herbs or incense for this.

Banishings- forcing negative energies out of your space. The lesser banishing ritual is one of the most commonly used.

Warding- wards keep negative energy out of your space. Amulets, sigils and talismans do this.

Set up a your space and do a cleanse and banishing. Have wards up in your home. Meditation is to calm yourself and get your mind ready. The sigil (symbol) is what you draw on paper. The enn is what you chant or say to call forth the spirit.⬩

Hey! My preliminary research has suggested Azazel being closed to Judaism due to his roots within it, can I ask where you have gotten your information on him from? Not to sound accusatory, just wanting to know more.

Hello, thanks for asking!

So obviously I'm coming at this from a Christian perspective. My knowledge of Jewish religion and folklore is far more limited than someone raised within the religion.

The aspect of Azazel I understand to be very intertwined with Judaism is the scapegoat ritual. I've grabbed a definition of it from the Sydney Jewish Museum.

A key part of Yom Kippur, as described in the Torah, is the ritual slaughter of two goats; one for the Lord, and the other is designated “for Azazel”. Jewish tradition takes “Azazel” as the name of a rocky headland off which one goat, having the sins of the community symbolically placed upon it, would be thrown. The other goat, the one for the Lord, would be slaughtered as part of the general Yom Kippur rituals. This slaughter would bring atonement to the community.

This isn't part of Azazel's mythology that I really engage with. My view of him as a Watcher or fallen angel comes from the Book of Enoch, which is an Apocryphal text that seems to date back to the Dead Sea Scrolls. I've read that both Ethiopian Jewish communities and some Orthodox Christian churches consider it canon, but for the most part it is treated by wider Judaism and Christianity as not an official part of scripture. I have also heard that a story very similar to it appears in Islam, though I've not done enough research into it to speak at length about that.

In another Apocryphal text called the Apocalypse of Abraham, the name Azazel is attributed to an unclean bird of prey that tried to consume part of Abraham's sacrifices to God. In the same text, the name is also used to refer instead to the Serpent in Hell. Neither version is something I draw much of my understanding of him from (at least currently), but I'm mentioning it as an example of how often the same name or concept can pop up in different texts.

So to summarize, the name Azazel and a very specific rite associated with it do appear in Judaism, and that version/interpretation not something I feel comfortable approaching as a Luciferian who was raised Christian. Meanwhile, the view of him as a fallen angel exists only in Apocrypha, and isn't closely intertwined with or unique to Jewish culture and folklore in the same way a figure like Lilith is. That's the specific entity called Azazel I engage with.

Some books to get you started with Satanism (that aren't LaVey's bible)

Please note that none of these are simple "Satanism 101" titles. I don't really believe there is such a thing, at least not for me. However there is a good reason for each one being on the list, which I will explain. There also won't be any magic or witchcraft recommendations on this list, because while magic is absolutely compatible with Satanism, Satanism is a religion and witchcraft is a practice. I may update this list periodically, so if you reblog or save this post, check back in on it once in a while.

Paradise Lost by John Milton. I'd argue this text is one of the closest things Satanism has to "scripture," if there is a Satanic canon then Milton is absolutely a part of it. It can be a bit of a tricky read but it's a beautiful poem loaded with imagery and metaphor to feed the soul. If the style is a struggle for you to read, I'd recommend listening to an audio version, it's very beautiful when read aloud.

Revelations from the Christian Bible. Yes, I'm serious. If you, as a Satanist, are going to read any part of the Bible, make it Revelations. It's poetic and esoteric and full of references to Satan and the demonic.

Inferno by Dante Alighieri. The one might surprise some people, as Satan absolutely isn't depicted in a flattering light in it. However, Inferno has had a surprising amount of influence on the Christian understanding of Hell and the demonic, which is part of why I feel it is valuable, as Satanism is derived from Christianity. Many stereotypes about what one may expect when one gets to hell comes from this book. Furthermore, it's just a fun read.

Origins of Satan by Elaine Pagels. This one is a historical study of Satan as a religious figure, and I think it ought to be required reading for anyone getting into Satanism. Satan isn't just a vague or meaningless deity, he has been weaponized by Christianity throughout the centuries to target very specific groups of people for specific reasons. If you are to take on the mantle of Satanist, I recommend understanding what sort of legacy you're associating yourself with. You are becoming an adversary to God - but what, to the Christian eye, makes one an enemy?

What're some witchy uses for sea glass??

Thinking about seaglass, try to describe it.  Most of the time, sea glass is foggy. It is definitely smooth, being tumbled in the ocean among rocks and sand.  It’s certainly been through a lot to look the way it does.  Think about color too, and how this could impact any correspondences–is it blue, green, brown, white, clear? What does it make you think of when you hold it? 

Some uses I can think of:

Foggy sea glass:

a curse to interfere with the target’s ability to think clearly.

a glamour that masks your intentions, or certain physical characteristics that you want to keep hidden.

scrying

Smooth:

use it similar to a “worry stone” [external link]

a spell to “smooth over” a rough situation or relationship

added to any spell to make your desired outcome manifest “smoothly”

Green:

in money spells

in fertility spells

in abundance spells

Blue:

in calming spells

in healing spells

in water-related spells or to invoke the element of water

White:

in purification/cleansing spells

in moon magic

in peace spells

in protection spells

Etc & Etc

With some wire wrapping, you can turn a piece of sea glass into a piece of jewelry to make a charm that you can wear.  Or just slip it into your pocket.

Or you can just add it to a spell bottle or charm bag.

A quick google search brought up quite a few results of others exploring this idea as well.

Tips for landlocked sea witches~

☾ Thrift stores are a good places to look for sea shells or ocean related items, especially if you aren’t going to a beach anytime soon or you don’t want to purchase online. You never know what you might find! If you’re worried about bad energies that may come with your purchase, there’s always spells that you can cast to fix this.

☾ Can’t find any sea shells? Or any shells that speak to you? Items, even crystals, that remind you of the ocean count as well. This includes jewelry or even your favorite blue sweater! Whatever makes you feel closer to the ocean and your craft~

☾ If you’re curious about the closest tides near you and their high and low points each day, there’s a free app called “Tides Near Me” on the app store for your phone~ it’s pretty cool and simple. 

☾ If you’re into moon phases, there’s also a free app called “Luna Solaria” and it gives you a pretty illustrated look at what’s going on up there. :)

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