I’m not going to lie, when I got into this shit eight months ago, I was a Tumblr witch with zero knowledge in real magick. I drank tea, burnt basil, and called myself a witch, because I was scared of my actual calling. When I was a child I would go with my mom to cast out demons all over town, and I always felt called to them more than I did the praying in yelling in God’s name. However, I was scared, my entire life I got told not to commune with the devil, and then last October I ignored that rule and channeled Azazel for the first time.
Now everyone I got advice from told me to take it slow, but apparently I can’t listen to shit, so on January, 2, 2019, I felt the call to the first gatekeeper and answered. Instead of ninety days, he told me to give him thirty-three, which was odd, but I listened. Around the middle of January the tricks started, and parasites were planted, then he told me to let him stay, and give him more time to get me to where I needed to be to move on to Amaymon, so I did.
Ten months and I have developed serious psychic skill and knowledge, but not without a cost. If you’ve read my previous posts then you know about the parasites, yeah he planted those fyi. By the middle of February I had a court date, and he told me I needed it to grow. By May I had ran away across two states because he had flipped my life so fucking upside down I couldn’t think straight. By June I went to jail for the first time and now have six months to a year of probation. By July I attempted suicide by overdose in the woods and came within minutes of death, and by August I had lost everything. All of my family members are hurt and could live without me, suddenly my mom loses all faith is God and is now a practicing light worker, I lost three different jobs, and no therapist has the medicine to treat me.
Throughout September I started to realize what was happening. I had been broken. Everything I knew had been stripped away, I was hurt, and I was more confused than I’d ever been. I didn’t get why he broke me down in such a dramatic way, I mean come on, dude convinced my girlfriend an I to commit suicide, his lies and really realistic threats almost got me killed. Then, this months I figured out that it wasn’t a hoard of different demons tricking me, it was him, and hiss army of rat bastards, so I fixed it. I locked them up and as I was doing that Belial watched, and the second I finished the spell, I knew I did it. It was finally over.
I went through trial by fire, but in ten months I gained skills and knowledge that would normally take me years to master. I walked through the metaphorical pits of hell, and came out the other side. He did do exactly as I asked, but my God was it a nightmare.
Belial basically told me he was going to take me on an enlightening hike, and then when we got to the top of the mountain he flung me off, broke all my bones, and then said that the most enlightening part of the walk is when you have to crawl your way back up.
I’m a bit pissed that this was the method he used, but I am grateful for the experiences I’ve gone through, I am grateful for how much I’ve grown.
Tonight I begin my journey with Lucifer-Amaymon, may the God’s be with me.