War Clouds Over Gaza… and Satan Has Something to Say
Dark omens gather yet again in the Middle East.
US tanker aircraft and the carrier USS Gerald Ford have been deployed to the Mediterranean. Washington says it’s about “deterrence,” but anyone with eyes can see the deeper game: bolstering Trump’s shaky “peace deal” in Gaza, or perhaps setting the board for a fresh confrontation with Iran.
Either way, the script is the same as it’s been for centuries: the God Squads at war.
Israel invoking divine destiny.
Iran invoking divine mandate.
The US forever waving the Bible while flexing its nukes.
The God Party, in full effect.
So here’s the heretical question: What would Satan do?
📜 A Proclamation from Lord Satan
Black Easter in October
“Cease this unbridled madness!”
Black Magicians of the world, unite.
While the priests and politicians sanctify slaughter, I call upon the hidden hosts of sanity. Summon forth the intelligences of the Ars Goetia — the so-called “demons” who have always seen more clearly than angels.
Call upon Agares, who stills rebellion and brokers truces. Let his voice whisper across desert winds and barrack rooms, urging soldiers to refuse orders drenched in holy blood.
Call upon Buer, healer of minds, to pierce the fog of fanaticism and burn away the fever of zealotry.
Call upon Vassago, seer of what is to come, to show generals the stark truth of their own ruin if they persist.
Let the armies of God tremble, not before each other’s rockets, but before the laughter of the damned. For I, Lord Satan, declare: the sane shall inherit the earth, if only for one black instant of rebellion.
Lay down your arms. Walk away. Refuse the script.”
🔮 The Lay Down Your Arms Ritual
If you want to inject chaos into the mix — here’s a ritual anyone can perform:
Light a single black candle.
Visualize the Mediterranean theatre: ships at sea, jets overhead, soldiers on patrol.
Whisper three times:
“In the name of stark sanity, may all combatants lay down their arms.”Call silently on Agares, Buer, and Vassago.
See a dark wave of lucidity sweep across the battlefield. Soldiers look at their rifles as if they were children’s toys… and drop them.
Even a symbolic working adds weight to the current. In obsidian-realm magick, intent ripples — and every ripple can bend probability.
⚡ Final Word
The God Squads thrive on obedience.
Satan thrives on refusal.
Share this ritual, speak it aloud, or simply imagine it tonight. If enough minds push against the script, even for a moment, the “inevitable” war can wobble off-course.
Lord Satan has spoken. The rest is up to you.
Unleash The 72!