Because the Society of the Black Gaslight intends to make itself public, to protect ourselves from misconception we include a link to a British Act of Parliament which protects even Satanic values that are extremely misunderstood.

Satanism is a very misunderstood religion, which tends to be the dumping ground for all perceived wrongs. Prove who caused good and who caused evil? Surely it is mankind all the time. What about the time before the Ice Age? What about original man? What about the burial that occured before the Ice Age in a cave - the man with an Ochre coloured shell necklace? Who was the god of the dinosaurs? Who was god when creatures such as the brachiosaurus lived? Where was the good and evil then? Who was their god? Think about it.

see Racial and Religious Hatred Act 2006

I just have to say I really love the 2006 Eurovision Song Contest winner entiltled 'Hard Rock Hallelujah' from Finnish band, Lordi. I can't really say as a rule that I'm anybody's fan. I don't go for hero worship of bands or actors, I never have. I think you have to act like a star yourself everyday, believe in your own personal abilities to create, not worship others unless you genuinely enjoy the entertainment they give you. However, all that said, I really, really like this track, it is very well worth a listen and yes, I have to say it is rather brilliant and a definite deserved winner - hence being mentioned by the Black Gaslight. Yes really good.

see 'Hard Rock Hallelujah'

What is a confession. Confession is supposed to be good for the soul, but is it really just a transference of perceived guilt? Some people after all, just love to be guilty, but when it all gets a bit too much, hey tell someone relieve it in the the host like they are an emotional toilet, then you must be good again,right? Well, in truth that is up to the individual. Life is all in the mind.

Anyway here we get on to the true meaning of love. Now 'Love' is a much publicised 'must have' for many a nation. What though if you don't actually care if someone loves you or not? Or if anyone loves you or not?Have you surpassed 'love' in the scheme of things? Could love be evil in some scenarios?The answer is 'Yes' love can be very evil.

Take me, A neighbour once pretended to be sexually attracted to me. He kissed my hand, fussed me up and talked to me. I fell in love with him. The neighbour did unspeakably cruel things to me. I continued to love him in abject purity of love. I loved him so much that the sadistic, evil things he did made no difference. Amor Omina Vinct-Love conquers all. But I got fed up with this groveling love, to be repaid only in cruelty and sadism from him and his friends. I was getting nothing back for my feelings except sadism.

Since I prefer to be the dominatrix of the piece, I was getting no fun at all. So I officially give everything he gave me back to him. I return every action, thought and feeling he had for me back to him. I return it on the ether, I return it in the air. I return it on the wings of Mercury it is only fair. Everything he did thought and caused to me I now send him it all back. I want him no more, not now, not forever, not never, not his key, this is my will so mote it be.

I had a 'meeting of minds', that is, I joined with another medium or psychic to give extra power. The room always went freezing cold. My psychic partner was in London so it was a phone connection however it was an interesting experience. There are some things though. Yes, I saw the candles again and smelled the incense. It always happens. There is a lighted pool of candles set in thick incense. I can always see them. They come from another time. What can I do? Once my then partner modelled the Montague Summers (see the Peter Underwood book) anti-vampire talisman from the book, my son fell on some wooden model stakes that afternoon at school and got a stake mark on his back. I quickly threw away the model anti vampire talisman, what was wrong with us?

Some years later I developed panic disorder. One thing was I hated crosses and churches and had to go to the other side of the road rather than go past one. I eventually made myself be able to wear crosses again and walk past churches, but what was wrong with me? Crosses always seemed unlucky for us. When we wore them we got trouble. The Hand of Fatima, a talisman that protected my father through out the second world war produced the same problem. They seemed to work in reverse. We got bad luck if we wore them. Were we freaks? Who knows, but you have to go with the flow don't you? Or do you? I'm not sure really.