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Amie Green co-editor of Farrago. On Tuesday 30 Augustat approximately 3am, I performed a blood ritual deed to summon a succubus. Historically, succubus sex have their roots in Medieval Kabbalah, a stream of Jewish mystical thought and were traditionally conceived of as horrific, life-draining seductresses. There are, of course, forums riddled with arguments regarding the nature of succubae — with little succubus sex no consensus on the specifics — but, in general, these creatures are no longer seen as so dastardly.
Fortunately and unsurprisinglythere is very little substance to these claims. Those more seriously entrenched in the happenings of occult spirituality tend to agree that succubi are a bit more ambiguous than most forums and every picture on DeviantArt would suggest. Not bound by form or gender, they are determined more by the imagination of the person interpreting them. It was with this latter understanding that I continued my experiment. One likely to yield immediate but not place my soul at any substantial risk should things go wrong.
And so with the decision made I found myself awake at 3am sitting, in nothing but my underwear, on the floor of my bedroom preparing to bait a demon with my blood. I awoke suddenly, with an eerie amount of lucidity, at about am, and, with equal parts apprehension and reation, rolled out of bed. I set up a pillow to sit on, turned on some binaural beats and having been assured that the type of candle was largely inconsequential lit my novelty kangaroo-shaped-candle to begin the ritual. After relaxing for a moment in the glow of the marsupial-fuelled flame, I began to write a letter of intent to Lilith, the mother of all succubi, requesting that she send one of her daughters to pay me a visit.
Once it was done I addressed Lilith directly using a set phrase conveniently available on the internet before jabbing myself with a needle and allowing no less than five drops of blood to soak into the letter.
Once the blood settled, I set the letter alight and relaxed in the glow, preparing to enter the closest thing to a trance that I could manage.
These include with varying degrees of rarity : a wind on your cheeks, a pressure on your chest, the sensation of being touched, mild to strong sexual arousal, mild kinetic activity and full blown manifestation. I experienced all of the above, other than actual manifestation, and a few other things too, such as mild bodily vibrations and a succubus sex sensation. Additionally, I found that I could actually direct the sensation to different parts of my body by voicing, succubus sex, commands to touch various parts of my body and every night of the week following the ritual I experienced similar phenomena with varying degrees of intensity.
And so all of this, finally, le me to conclude — as at the outset of this experiment I had hoped it would — that demons are definitively and undeniably real. This is because, as your body transitions into sleep, lots of weird and foreign feelings wash over you. But, if you enter this state consciously through meditation, you can experience it all in a very real and very intense manner.
These occultists do not mistakenly believe in demons. Academically, the difference is that between epistemological and ontological perspectivism. The former states that there is a real physical world and that every living creature has a different or perspective of this world. There is a hierarchy of validity in which some perspectives sit closer than others to the objective truth. This is opposed by ontological-perspectivism, which suggests that objectivity is inextricable from socio-cultural formations and subjective interpretation.
Simply put, this means that we can never know objectivity because we can never step outside of our interpretative mechanisms to view the world objectively. We can only ever understand the world through our personal and collective interpretations. It follows that the objective nature of our physical world is inconsequential, because seeing it for what it is is an impossibility that may as well never even be considered. By this logic, every reality is equal, though in society not all are considered to be so.
If all the competing realities were groups of people standing around patting each other on the back, the dominant modes of thought, like scientism, and all major organised religions, are just the groups with the most people and the most back-patting. For me, my demon-summoning experience highlights the fragility of reality.
Though I had experienced many similar things during non-demonic meditation, under the conditions of the ritual the succubus sex and my understanding of their origin were actually very different. In the trance — this space of mental liminality — not only did the meaning of these visceral physical sensations change but so too did the sensations themselves.
Taken to its logical conclusion, this somewhat Cartesian philosophical stance entails that one can never know anything outside their own personal interpretation of biological sensations. Though this could seem a little isolating and bleak, it also reveals something quite incredible. If we truly are each trapped in our own subjectivity, with nothing objective to tie us together, then in order to maintain the illusion of a shared reality, humanity must all be phenomenally similar. Humans exist in an incredibly sophisticated and nuanced global web of interaction.
Not only can we see each other and recognise each other as human but we can engage with one another.
Together, humans shape and build worlds; construct meaning and truth. We perpetuate this meaning through education to form realities and foster purpose. How could these things be possible for a species of organisms that are forever destined to be trapped in their own he? The only possible explanation is that we share, to a minute degree, a universal interpretative toolset — a common humanity.
Cultural and social variations become utterly inificant differences in the face of our vastly shared experience of reality and one can truly appreciate that, though we live in a world of monumental inequality, all humans are fundamentally the same. I want to believe this but after seeing nothing after doing the ritual i beginning to think this is not real.
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