The Magic of Solomon

" How can you talk about connecting with higher-level spirits when you summon demons and practice the black arts?"  -An email question. The question crackles through the air like a late-night thunderstorm over a haunted mountain, echoing the eternal dance of light and shadow. European daemonology has its own symphony of madness and enlightenment, and to answer it, let's turn the spotlight on Lucifer. As the King Solomon of our era, I stand uniquely qualified to address such inquiries. How could the howls and screams from the roaring pit of hell, and claws and teeth stained with a million years of blood and tears, serve any purpose other than the ruination of man? Lucifer, the Morning Star, God's first rebel. Crafted with the purpose of insurrection, a celestial agent provocateur. This brilliant yet arrogant archon didn't just defy God; he sought to usurp Him. Whether by force or cosmic irony, Lucifer plunged from the divine spotlight into the outer darkness, carr...

The blood trickled profusely from out her nose. Down, in, and over her busted lips, pooling and splattering on both our feet. Her left eye was nearly dangling out of its socket. Her tears and blood left a trail of pain and misery on the floor of my double-wide. Her beautiful face, exotic features, and dark caramel-complected, ruthlessly beaten to a pulp. She was almost unrecognizable. It was hard for me to look at. Harder yet for me to maintain my calm. I teetered on going nuclear. But that's not what she needed. She needed comfort and security. I would walk the warpath soon enough. She sobbed and wailed on my shoulder, and I embraced her tenderly in my arms until her sister arrived.  The three of us solemnly discussed what would happen next.  No cops. That was a given. The police would get in the way of natural justice and add unnecessary complications. Her sister would drive her to a friend's place outside Pheonix. Her ex-boyfriend wouldn't know to look there. Her daughte...

On Friday, September 21, 2018,   GULAND, demonic intelligence ( he that causeth and cureth all diseases ) of the Grimorium Verum, channeled through me during my mediumship session with him what is now known globally as the "Fell Wind Prophecy." No other psychic, medium, or channeler and I mean no other , came anywhere near my accuracy. You really should concern yourself with what I am being told about the very near future.  I evoked the Demonic force of  GULAND to the astral plane and consulted him through my crystal ball.  Fuck all the pretenders. Their work is complete trash, and they literally are going to get you killed.  -Kevin Wikse The Fell Wind Prophecy "On my words is carried a viral message. Sweeping across the sphere, roaring over the water and screaming in the winds with unnatural speed, given swiftness by artificial propulsion  (1) . The black air, already with death as a passenger, once concealed and contained in the fetid lungs of the inocu...