Do You Praise God or Do you Hail SATAN? I say GOD. —————————-AUDIO INCLUDED
YOU SHOULD PRAY NOW
HAIL SATAN! Chapter 1-
You are in denial, regardless of the religion and ethics that you follow, it is a facade,
Yet you are too ashamed to say it out loud, look what have you done to one another, yet you claim it in public and behind closed doors that mask falls off, and you don’t even have the courage to say it in public because it will clash with your “public image”
And we are human we commit mistakes, when anger blinds us, the feeling of vindication after an experience went wrong, the real question, how far did you go ? and how far have I went?
The goodness within you is not a serene figure of disappointment—it’s a bleeding, pulsing monstrosity, an abomination of what divinity was meant to be. The spark of good hood, meant to guide you to love and compassion, has twisted into a mass of writhing, corrupted flesh inside every human heart. It leaks ichor, black and reeking, into your veins, transforming kindness into cruelty and empathy into a ravenous hunger for dominance.
God and Satan reside within us, but it is Satan’s voice—raw, guttural, and seductive—that often drowns out the divine. God pleads softly for love, for connection, for mercy, while Satan roars for chaos, his laughter dripping with venom. He does not demand; he invites. He does not command; he seduces. And when you listen, the light within you is torn apart, bleeding out in silent agony, leaving nothing but gore-soaked ruin in its wake.
Picture it: the light within you, torn apart by your own hands, its ribs cracked open and heart eviscerated. Instead of nurturing its light, you hacked it to pieces in our thirst for power, consuming the sacred marrow to fill your empty souls. But it wasn’t enough. It never is. Now, the remnants of this desecrated image rot within you, its flesh fusing grotesquely with your own, turning your bodies into walking altars of decay. every act of selfishness feeds the corpse within, its foul tendrils stretching further, claiming more of your being.
The earth itself is an altar to this betrayal, a vast and sprawling temple built on the mangled remains of compassion. The streets run red with the blood of trust shattered and love discarded. Bodies pile high—not just the physical, but the emotional corpses of relationships you’ve slaughtered in your pursuit of power, lust, or vengeance.
When we turn our backs on one another, Satan’s influence seeps deeper into the world. He drinks from the rivers of gore we create, his laughter echoing through the cracks of our broken hearts. The divine within us, becomes a distant memory, its cries drowned in the endless wailing of the damned.
This has become a parasite, warping everything it touches. Compassion curdles into manipulation, and love drips like acid, burning through the skin of those who dare to trust. your hands, meant to cradle and heal, become claws, raking deep into the flesh of others, tearing away their dignity and leaving them exposed, bleeding, and broken.
The failure isn’t confined to individuals—it spills out into the world, a tide of blood and bile. Cities rise on foundations of bones, their streets running slick with the entrails of the exploited. Forests are hacked apart, their severed trunks weeping sap like wounds, as humanity carves its name into the earth with a knife. The air itself reeks of charred flesh and burning dreams, a stench that clings to everything, inescapable. Every war, every atrocity, every act of betrayal is another offering to the false god, whose bloated form hangs over you like a malignant tumor in the heavens.
We are not simply victims of this horror—we are its architects. When a mother abandons her child, when a friend twists the knife of betrayal, when a stranger walks past another’s suffering without a second glance, you kneel before Satan and crown him king, and you bow down as he reigns everything. Every act of neglect, every cruel word, every moment of selfishness is another cut, another tear in the fabric of your soul, until all that remains is a festering wound.
Satan does not demand worship in the traditional sense. He doesn’t need your prayers or your hymns. Every drop of blood you spill, every heart you break, every soul you crush is an act of devotion to him.
The simplest act of being dismissive, when you could have still turned everything down, you use the gore in you to destroy someone so simple instead of saying no but nicely, because if it doesn’t work for them, it makes you feel better, you love and thrive on belittling people that you don’t even know.
This has no place in a certain faith, this has a place in your soul. And the evil in you will always find some faith horrible, turn on each other,
What a beautiful collective society have we become?
The most horrifying truth is that the feeling is insatiable. It whispers in your ears, driving you to ever-greater acts of savagery. you rip each other apart, clawing at flesh, tearing at souls, devouring anything and anyone in your path. Families turn into packs of snarling beasts, friends become prey, and even the innocent are not spared. Blood pools at your feet as you consume everything until there is nothing left—nothing but that satisfaction within you, engorged and pulsating, its ruined face a mockery of divinity.
There is no redemption, no salvation. You are too far gone, its essence too deeply fused with your being. When the last breath is drawn, when the last body falls, it will still be there, slithering in the darkness of the void, its grotesque form waiting to infest the next creation. And so the cycle continues, an eternity of blood and rot.
Satan watches, grinning, as you perform his work. His hands are not stained with blood—yours are. Every harsh word, every back turned, every cruel betrayal—these are his rituals, and you are his priests, consecrating the world in blood and tears.
Hail Satan! Hail Satan! Hail Satan!
And so, you hail Satan—not with words, but with actions. You hail him when you betray those you love, when you tear down what others build, when you turn compassion into cruelty. You hail him in every choice that strengthens his dominion and weakens the dying good within us.
This is the horror of our existence: we are both the battlefield and the weapon, the victim and the executioner. Goodness within us dies screaming, torn apart by our own hands, while Satan rises, crowned in gore, to claim his throne.
And in the silence that follows, his voice rings out, victorious and eternal:
“Hail me, for you are mine.”
Praise Be To God: Chapter 2
Godly behavior is the expression of love, compassion, and integrity that inspires others and uplifts the human spirit. It is about embodying virtues that reflect the divine in everyday actions—being kind, patient, and forgiving even in the face of challenges. This behavior isn't confined to religion but resonates universally, offering a path to living with empathy, grace, and purpose.
Love and Compassion, at its heart, godly behavior begins with love—a love that sees beyond differences and embraces everyone as worthy. Compassion flows from this love, driving us to understand others’ pain and offer support.
Checking on a friend who’s struggling, lending a listening ear, or standing by someone when the world turns away.
Humility is not about thinking less of yourself but about recognizing the value of others. It’s the quiet strength to serve without seeking recognition, knowing that life is interconnected.
Gentle Strength… A leader who credits their team for success or a person who chooses kindness over proving they’re right.
Speaking the truth kindly, owning up to mistakes, or standing by what’s right in the face of opposition.
Patience and Forgiveness is a super challenge and so difficult
Patience shows strength in enduring life’s struggles with grace. Forgiveness is a gift—to others and yourself—that releases the weight of anger and paves the way for light.
Self-control helps us navigate life’s storms without being swept away by our emotions or impulses. It reflects a commitment to higher values.
Grace Under Pressure (when possible- God asks us gently to be able): Staying calm in an argument, resisting harmful habits, or putting others’ needs before fleeting desires.
Service and Generosity is a godly life shines brightest in acts of giving—of time, kindness, or resources. True generosity comes not from abundance but from the willingness to share what you have.
A Heart That Gives is a fountain that lives, Volunteering to help a neighbor, offering encouragement to someone feeling lost, or giving your time to a cause you believe in.
Living Godly Lives with Empathy
In a world filled with struggles, living godly lives means responding with tenderness and compassion. It’s about seeing others’ pain and saying, “You’re not alone.” It’s choosing kindness when it’s easier to walk away (although we are human, and we have our limits) and forgiveness when it’s harder to forget.
Daily Acts of Love: Smiling at a stranger, thanking someone sincerely, or comforting a friend.
Empowering Others: Encouraging someone to believe in themselves or advocating for justice when someone is being wronged.
But why is it so hard, we all ask?
The Veil of Temptation
Evil disguises itself as enticing shadows, promising fleeting pleasures or relief. These illusions seek to divert us from our heavenly path. Overcoming temptation requires the strength to see beyond the veil and choose eternal treasures over temporal gains. The Burden of Imperfection As beings of both spirit and flesh, we are bound to stumble, for our mortal nature is drawn to fear, anger, and pride. Yet, every fall is an opportunity to rise closer to the heavens, carried by divine grace. The Noise of the World
The world clamors with voices that glorify power, greed, and self-interest, drowning out the still, small voice of the divine. Listening for celestial guidance amidst this noise demands unwavering focus and faith.
The Trials of the Soul That Aches So Much
Pain, loss, and suffering can dim our view of the light, tempting us to despair or doubt. Yet even in the darkest hour, the divine flame within us burns brightly, waiting to be kindled anew.
To embrace godly behavior is to walk in the footsteps of the Divine, reflecting celestial light in a world often shrouded in shadow. It is a sacred calling that demands courage, humility, and faith. While the path is fraught with challenges, it is also adorned with boundless beauty and eternal rewards. By committing ourselves to love, truth, and service, we transcend earthly struggles and draw closer to the divine radiance that unites all creation. In this, we become not just seekers of the light but its very reflection, guiding others toward the eternal embrace of the Divine.
Praise Be to God The Most Gracious Most Merciful Most Loving Most Forgiving.
God give me the ability to stay as good as I can, God forgive me for the things I cannot let go of.
God give me the ability to be the best that I can.
