Luciferian Delirium of 2023
August 31, 2025
Please bare with me for I am a gremlin that spawned from horror flicks & the world wide web:
This body of work began when I moved to San Francisco in 2023—this occurred when my blood family discovered toward the end of 2022 that I was a Luciferian. It all started with a man I met on 4chan that I hosted a party with in his Lynnwood family home. Since he showed me around Lynnwood, Compton, & the Los Angeles area through the Metro, I thought it only fair I showed him around the Bay Area. This man being a veteran was enough for my parents to be inclined to provide approval to host him, since in the past they have allowed my other friends to stay with us upon events such as exiting the military. Not long into his stay at my family home in Oakley, we retrieved ingredients for white Russians from the Lucky that was in walking distance—that night, I was inside getting blackout drunk with my brothers best friend he met at the age of 12 on XBox Live (we used to talk as teenagers on FaceBook). While we were both blacking out talking about astral projection, my brother & the 4chan man were on the porch, where my brother provided a 25mg edible to the man when he generally does not do THC. While he was incredibly high out front, feeling as though he was staring at the back of his own head, he told my brobro that I was a Luciferian who practiced things such as baby sacrifice—when in reality, I believe that we must do all we can to improve education & access to resources to reduce the need for things such as abortion; I do not appreciate its use as a tool to cause pain for either party involved. I was unaware of the chaos that ensued with my family until the 4chan man was already sent back home, & I was coming home on BART from Oakland, where I spent the day with a friend of mine who had just taught me how to play chess. My mother was feverishly texting me misinformation about my religion & trying to kick me out, which I stressfully had to explain while being obligated to stand on the commute toward Antioch, where I dodged a swift eviction–so I then continued to go out to Oakland & San Francisco as much as possible until my best friend on Randolph St. had me move in after a breakup that freed up what was previously his partners office. We lived together until he decided to move out of the state at the end of the spring semester (poor), & I then stayed with an endearing mentor on the opposite end of San Francisco for the summer.
For my fall semester I lived in San José, where I began to psychologically struggle immensely due to partaking in vices such as nicotine vaping; I learned later that not only was I being impacted by the soy in the glycerin of nicotine vape cartridges (& what I speculate were fake THC cartridges), but by the belongings of the man I was cooking for in exchange for housing, as most of his belongings were from Austin, TX. I have noticed an intense correlation to CPTSD flashbacks in relation to Mast Cell Activation Syndrome flareups, as it causes tachycardia and visceral remembrance of traumatic events of my life that happened during these types of flareups.
Towards the end of the year, I had an intense fling with a man who lived in eastern Texas, where I first began to experience some intense bouts of insomnia. I visited a couple of times regardless of that. Eventually I moved onto a man that lived in San Antonio, and well… that was 2024, which I have discussed about to an extent on Reddit & my now deleted Tumblr blog.
Passages in italics are the words of Lucifer speaking through me. My entire year was guided by Him. Some days are rather fragmented and brief. While He might drag me into the gutters at time, it is so I might achieve the light that we know to be knowledge.
I have no regrets. Please enjoy my writing. Or… don’t. We all dig our own graves.