Sincerely, The Devil

The Devil has become fully convinced of the righteousness and validity of his own cause. The father of lies has become the truest believer in his own lies. In his blindness, satan has become of the utmost sincerity in his deception. Therefore, he can infiltrate the body of Christ both through insincere and sincere men alike – who at times may speak even the purest of words, but in the most manipulative spirit, whether wittingly or unwittingly..

Without the Holy Spirit being always allowed to cut us asunder, revealing the unthought thoughts and unintended intentions of the heart; we are hopelessly outmatched by and easily made a mouthpiece of the subtlety of the serpent.

Those who know the Truth as the Person of Jesus have little regard for sincerity and much regard for being true in Christ. For the two are quite distinct, as much as they ought to be intertwined.

Against The Prometheans

The Light of Jesus Christ pierces through those from within whom the Father has generated it; but the light of Lucifer clouds those by whom it has been secretly embraced.

The former exposes the sin and undoes the corruption of its vessel, calling it evil; but the latter conceals the sin and accelerates the corruption of its vessel, calling it good.

The former is the revelation of that which God both sees and defines; the latter is the awakening of revolt against all righteous judgement.

The straight path of the righteous is lit by the imminent revelation of Jesus Christ to their spirit; but the wicked wander in circles by the tongue of the hellfire of revolution, which consumes their mind.

For the Spirit of God is the principle and moving thing; but the spirit of Satan is revolutionary and reactionary.

Therefore, those whom the Light of Jesus Christ has pierced are moved according to the wind of His Spirit; but those in whom the Luciferian doctrine has been kindled are restless in their conceit.

The keepers of the Promethean Flame have always kindled a Strange Fire – a fire in the minds of men – that they might trade the evil of law for the greater evil of lawlessness; and having done so, become greater slaves to themselves, just like their father the Devil.

The hierarchy of God is seen in the internalizing of His eternal Truth, springing forth as His wheat; but the hierarchy of the Serpent is seen in the externalizing of self-deception, springing forth as the tares.

Their high tower shall always fall, their secret masonry shall always crumble, their dark flame shall always elude triumph; for they have rejected the Strong Tower, the Cornerstone, the Light of the World, for a glory of their own making.

Jesus saith unto them, “Did ye never read in the scriptures, ‘The Stone which the builders rejected, the same is become the head of the corner: this is the Lord’s doing, and it is marvellous in our eyes’?
…And whosoever shall fall on this Stone shall be broken: but on whomsoever it shall fall, it will grind him to powder.”
Matthew 21:42,44

Thou sawest till that a Stone was cut out without hands, which smote the image upon his feet that were of iron and clay, and brake them to pieces.
Then was the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold, broken to pieces together, and became like the chaff of the summer threshingfloors; and the wind carried them away, that no place was found for them: and the Stone that smote the image became a great mountain, and filled the whole earth.
Daniel 2:35

What God has torn down, let no man dare to rebuild.

Liberty outside of Christ is only evil unrestrained.

Slavery to Christ is the true liberty.

Song Lyrics – “Mirror Of Souls”

These are the excellent lyrics to the song “Mirror Of Souls” by the band Theocracy. They were a particularly great confirmation to me several years ago, and still ring true.

The (beautiful) song can be heard HERE.

With that, I will let the words speak for themselves.


[I: The Hall Of Mirrors]

Listen to the tale I tell, a haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night, my path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open door; with no idea what’s in store
I glance inside the door to see a hall of mirrors beckon me
I take a breath and step inside a tale of love and shattered pride
The door slams shut, I start to run; and it seems my journey has begun…

I run and turn from side to side with fear and panic in my eyes
The vastness overwhelming me: mirrors far as the eye can see
I see myself in every one, I see the things that I have done
A thousand forms of flattery; the fear soon turns to haughtiness in me…

Different mirrors, different shapes, my different strengths accentuate
Each mirror has a name and face, and all reflect me in some way
I look at them to see myself, to judge my life by someone else
The metaphors within replete: the mirrors are the people that I meet

Look at the man you see – in the mirrors
The things you can be – in the mirrors
The glory of me revealed in the mirror’s eye
(The mirror never lies)
The fire in my eyes – in the mirrors
The vanity rise – in the mirrors
The power of pride comes alive in the mirrors

Gazing in the mirrors I behold
All the greatest chapters of my story ever told
In the mirrors the world is turned to gold

At the end of the Hall of Mirrors I behold a golden door
I imagine all the beauty the other side must hold in store
So I quickly reach out my hand
To enter the next room in this promised land
I pull the giant door open wide
To continue my journey, I step inside
But it slams shut behind me, and I’m back outside
The pouring rain welcomes me
Into the arms of the coldest, blackest night

[II. The Stranger In The Storm]

The light of the mirrors has faded away into distant memory
As the rain keeps coming down
My candle extinguished, I struggle to walk a path I cannot see
And the rain keeps coming down

The darkness grows with every step, I could cut it with a knife
As the rain keeps coming down
I can’t see a thing and I’ve never felt so alone in all my life
But the rain keeps coming down…

Caught in the fury of the storm
(The darkness suffocates)
Body and soul weary and worn
(Another twist of fate)
Never been so afraid before
(The ending of this tale?)
Never should have opened the door
(From euphoria to hell)

I question my fate, my end to die in this storm
Maybe this was the plan back from the day I was born
But in the hall of mirrors I had felt so high…
I cannot walk another mile in this flood
So resigned to my fate, I just collapse in the mud
If I cannot go on, I’ll just lay down and die…

Suddenly a light I see, shining in the distance
I make my way toward it with my fading hope reborn
As I draw near, the light is clear though the rain beats its resistance
But I press on and pray this is a shelter from the storm
Advancing now toward the light, I’m quickly moving forward
This hope has given me new strength I thought I’d never know
But I take a step, and fall right back for the ground is gone beneath me
And I behold, illuminated in the light’s warm glow

A dark chasm, a great abyss, a vast expanse of nothingness
A pit that has no bottom as far as the eye can see
It spans the whole horizon, and there is no way across
My lonely heart is shattered and all hope I have is lost

I’m startled to feel a hand on my shoulder
I turn to see a shadowed figure standing in the rain
But somehow I’m not afraid of him, even when he speaks my name
And somehow I can tell that he means me no harm
Just by the peace that I see in his eyes
And even though I’ve never even seen him before
It’s like he’s known me all my life

“Why are you crying?” the stranger asks
As I wipe away the tears
I point toward the great abyss
The source of all my fears

“I must get across and get to that light
For it represents my only hope tonight
But when I saw the chasm, all that hope was lost
I’ve spent so long in the dark and the rain
That the sight of the light made my heart sing again
But the gulf’s so wide, and there’s no way across”

The stranger smiled, and took my hand
He said, “But you are wrong, my friend
You cannot cross the gulf yourself, that’s true”
He led me down toward the edge
And pointed just over the ledge
And said, “Behold, I built a bridge for you”

I cross the bridge toward the light
The stranger saved my life tonight
I turn to try to thank him, but he’s gone
A long way to the other side
I’ll make my way without my guide
No time to waste, for I must carry on

The bright light shines forth from behind
A door beyond description
Blood and scratches mark the door from ages of abuse
I’m confused no more, for above the door
Is a weathered, old inscription
“All who would see reality, enter the Hall of Truth”
And so I do…

[III. The Truth Revealed]

As I step inside, I can see another mirror
A mirror so bright, that my eyes must turn away
A mirror so high, I start to question all the others
And as I stand there in the Hall of Truth, my heart can only say:
“Show me the truth, I don’t know what to believe
For the mirrors all showed something different to me
And my pride has given way to misery
I’ve spent so long in the dark and the rain
That the sight of the light made my heart sing again
And the stranger built a bridge across for me”

“BEHOLD THYSELF” a voice rings out in paralyzing thunder
It echoes all throughout the hall and sends me to my knees
When the voice calls me by my name I’m overcome with fear and wonder
As I slowly start to rise and face the great mirror in front of me
When I open my eyes, I have to close them again
But still the image is burned into my mind…

A face with eyes as black as night
A terrifying sight
The flesh rotting away
In sickness and decay
It’s mangled by disease
I’m unable to breathe
Tell me what manner of creature this could be
‘Cause it’s not me

I run away as fast as my feet will carry me
Back to the door leading out into the night
Even the storm that almost claimed my life was better than this
And so I throw open the door and see a man
(The figure of a man)
The stranger from the storm returns again
(To save me once again?)
I see understanding in his eyes
(He’s seen this all before)
Maybe he can tell me what I saw behind that door

Traveller:
“Tell me what I saw in the mirror, before I ran away
Tell me what I saw in the mirror, that face of sickness and decay
Tell me what I saw in the mirror, that left me terrorized
Who was that I saw in the mirror, with the lifeless, blackened eyes?
Was it a demon from the fiery waves?
Was it the undead from beyond the grave?
Oh the face that I beheld in the mirror left me paralyzed
Won’t you tell me what I saw in the mirror on this night?”

Stranger:
“The light from the Mirror you saw from afar
The Mirror of Souls shows all men as they are
You entered the hall and you asked for the truth
The man that you saw in the Mirror was you”

Traveller:
“No! Don’t show me the truth, ’cause I don’t want to believe
What the Mirror of Souls has revealed unto me
And the face I saw reflected cannot be me
Dying and lost in the arms of decay
I do not recognize the face I’ve seen today
And if you say that’s my face I must disagree”

The meaning of these things I saw:
The mirror is the holy eyes of God

The truth unveiled before me
with these words of the stranger:
“The mirrors you saw in the hall long ago
Were mirrors of lies, not reflecting the soul
When you look unto others to see what they see
You see an illusion, deception, false reality”

I have seen my soul in the mirror
And it has broken me
I have seen myself so much clearer
Than I had ever seen
“Can’t you take away all this sickness
from my soul and set me free?
You can save me… I believe”

And then he said, “Arise, my child.
Your faith has made you reconciled
Now gaze into the Mirror once again”

We walked together through the door
And I looked in the glass once more
But the only one reflected back was Him
Somehow the only one the mirror saw was Him

Gazing in the Mirror of my soul
Staring at the Man who took my place and made me whole
In the Mirror, the Mirror of my soul


Lyrics written by Matt Smith. I do not own any of the above content.

Gregory of Nyssa – Quote on Running The Race

“For in the same way that the start of death is the end of life, so too ceasing from the contest of virtue marks the start of the course of wickedness.”

– Gregory of Nyssa [A.D. 335-395]


Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead…

Philippians 3:13 (NKJV)


Joseph Parker – Quote on John’s Gospel

Which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.
John 1:12


– This, again, is most emphatically in the style of John. Never can he lose sight of the spirituality of Jesus Christ’s work. John shows the very religiousness of religion. Christianity is to him more than a history, more than an argument, more than a theology – it is a spiritual revelation to the spiritual nature of man.

On the part of man it is to be not an attitude, but a life – the very mystery of his spirit, too subtle for analysis, too strong for repression, too divine to be tolerant of corruption.

– Joseph Parker


Artificial Light

The Devil mocked and subverted God’s divine order in man by bringing us the dim light of self reason.

God desired for us to walk in the all-pervasive sunlight of His revelation; of which the mind and heart cannot conceive.

The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world.
John 1:9 (ESV)

He came not to give the light of knowledge, but the “Light of Life.”

True knowledge is given to those who have God’s Life. Without God’s abiding Life, all knowledge is death.

The spirit of this age is currently leading the masses back to the most potent and undilluted form of the Serpent’s first temptation, and at breathtaking speed. Prometheus is rising.

Not all “light” is of God. Nor is the Devil His equal. The Father of Jesus Christ is the God of Abraham, whose true offspring are those of the faith of Jesus.

This should all be obvious.

Who is the liar but he who denies that Jesus is the Christ? This is the antichrist, he who denies the Father and the Son. No one who denies the Son has the Father. Whoever confesses the Son has the Father also.
1 John 2:22-23 (ESV)

Do not stand idly by and allow others to preach otherwise, simply because they seem the closest ally. They are sent by another spirit: antichrist.

There are two lights rising in this dark; and they could not be more opposed to one another. If you do not see this already, you are in great peril.

The Greatest Injustice

The greatest injustice, and the highest crime in all of creation, is taking place wherever the holiness of God is not being perfectly reflected.

And one called to another and said: “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory!”
Isaiah 6:3 (ESV)

Let no man speak of justice whose heart has neither been taught to fear, nor begun to be undone, by the holy, holy, holy Lord of glory.

“Against You, You only, have I sinned…”
Psalm 51:4

Only when all that a man has left are the broken remains of his pitiful naked self laid bare before the majesty of the Holy One – only then does he truly see, that he may be raised up through the dust and ashes of repentance to heed a call beyond his own means.