A few months ago, I made a post on this sub when I was at my absolute lowest point (link to my original post here) . I was a broke, grieving, international student, borrowing transport money, and taking coins out of my old money bowl just to eat.
(Its still the same. And as of now, I'm typing in a dark room. I have 2 months overdue electricity bill and they cut my lights last morning.)

In that thread, several of you gave me incredible guidance. Got suggested keeping Lord Beelzebub in mind for job opportunities, and multiple people told me  "You need Clauneck. He is very quick."

DISCLAIMER I wrote this long post with the help of AI, all thoughts and expereinces are original. Just used AI to stitch it all together. 

I took that advice.
I began researching and building a quiet, respectful relationship with Lord Clauneck. For the last few months, it felt quiet. I didn't get the immediate jobs I applied for, but he quietly routed me into a vital internship, though unpaid, at a local NGO, where I became their lead photographer. I thought that was it. I kept leaving him simple offerings and casual conversation, time to time keeping the channel open.

This week, the current exploded into physical reality with terrifying precision.

First, a sudden, unexplainable influx of persistent flies appeared in my completely clean condo, Beelzebub ? But I hadn't contacted him. I asked AI and learnt that since CLauneck is under him sometimes this could happen ?

The very next morning, a premier executive recruiter called me. ( I have been apllying to countless jobs) She told me I was a "perfect match" for an international NGO as a documentary photojournalist. This role perfectly matches my exact niche, as a documentary photographer/filmmaker honors my past volunteer work with Save the Children, and —crucially has the corporate infrastructure to fully sponsor my foreign national work visa. ( I was honestly starting to get scared before this call, cause my niche is very nichey and these days all they look for is tiktok and short form content)

But Clauneck knew an international corporate hiring loop takes months, and he knew I am currently sitting on a heavy back-rent debt with my landlord. He knew I needed immediate liquidity. 

This morning was an absolute battle. No electricity since yesterday meaning no fan and no AC. Because of the intense heat where i live it was a massive struggle falling asleep. I didn't pass out until around 2:30 AM. Although I set multiple alarms starting at 5:30 AM to catch the exact planetary hour of sunrise, my body was completely exhausted. I woke up in a panic at 6:30 AM, knowing I had to physically reach my internship office across the city by 7:45 AM to catch a staff van deployment out to a campsite.

I had an agonizing decision to make. Public transport (taking a train, and a bus) is cheaper but consumes way too much time. I checked the ride hailing app, and due to morning peak pricing, a bike ride was a staggering 190 instead of the usual 110. I only had about 50  left in cash.

I sat there in the morning heat, almost crying, on the verge of an absolute emotional breakdown. I didn't know how to tell my manager I would be late while the whole team van waited for me. Desperate, I went to my money bowl and scrounged through the coins to scrape together exactly 190. I knew that if I spent this on a bike, I would have zero money left to even get back home later, but I had to survive that moment.

Yet, even in that complete panic and rush, I refused to skip my working. I risked my time, lit up a green candle and offered fresh water. I sat down and quickly but fiercely hand-wrote a highly specific petition to Lord Clauneck, commanding immediate freelance cash flow to secure my shelter.

This petition was different. I’ve applied to countless jobs where HR loved my CV and wanted to move forward, but the moment they learned about my student visa status, they ghosted me. This morning’s petition was a direct command for those visa problems to finally vanish and for a process to move with uncharacteristic smoothness. I finished writing it at exactly 7:03 AM—the final minute of the planetary hour—signed it, sealed it in the smoke, and prepared to rush down. 

The moment I stepped out, reality immediately bent.

I looked at my phone, and a message from my colleague popped up. The van departure time had suddenly been pushed back from 7:45 AM to 8:30 AM. The relief.
I saved that hard-earned 190 bike fare, walked smoothly to public transport, and took the  bus and train to work without being a minute late.

A few hours later, while standing in the blistering sun at that internship field campsite,I scrolled through Facebook, a local freelance group, I saw a brand-new post by a massive international food documentary channel looking for a  videographer in my city. Usually I would save that post and wait to get back to the office or home to apply, but something made me want to apply and send that email right then and there. I applied right there from the camp. (Camp = Campsite where migrant construction workers live)

They replied in two hours. Within a few more hours, the contract was fully signed, rates locked, and everything magically fell into place. It is a freelance documentary role tailored exactly to my portfolio, completely bypassing standard local visa blockades, allowing me to earn the liquid cash I need for transportation and basic necessities and maybe partially keep aside to pay my landlord.

Tonight, the power is still out, while taking a shower by candlelight in my dark bathroom, Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb" began to play. I’ve listened to them for years, but the lyrics hit me with a brand-new, terrifyingly clear realization today.
 "Hello? Is there anybody in there?" ....."Just the basic facts, can you show me where it hurts?" it felt like Lord Clauneck was speaking directly to me.

 "basic facts"—my debt, my financial struggle ? and telling me he was easing the pain to get me back on my feet. I have been "comfortably numb" in survival mode for too long; he was finally waking me up ? 

I am sitting here in the dark, with a black candle (to vacuum away the final remnants of that financial panic) and a green candle as a thank you to Lord Clauneck, writing this as a public praise. Maaya is sitting right next to me in the candlelight, safe, fed, and warm.

To everyone who commented, who gave advice, and who sent Maaya "pssp pssp" scratchies when I couldn't even smile—thank you. And above all, Hail Lord Clauneck! He heard a broke, grieving student, used my localized NGO work as a chess piece, and put me at the doors of a real-world international systems to hopefully deliver long-term career safety and instant freelance cash in the span of a single afternoon.

Ave Lord Clauneck.

The three drawings I've made so far, for King Belial, King Asmodeus, and Duke Astaroth. Up next is Amduscias.

Just pencil, and fine point marker.

Hope you enjoy!

Marbas appeared like a lion man in my mind’s eye. He was oddly reassuring and a calming presence. On his robe was a sort of medical symbol reminding the gift to heal and to plague. Praise be to Marbas🦁

I am genuinely so happy. One of my favorite gifts so far :)
I love the artwork and the details on it.
The decks name is Occult Tarot By Travis McHenry if anyone is interested :)

It was basically a dream. It happened before the day I invoked her. In the dream she said she was an ancient god who stopped being offered sacrifices. And when she looked at me she thought I would make a good human sacrifice. Not my words but hers. But then I told her I could be more than a sacrifice for. But an asset for her. She still insisted, so I told her hey, she's powerful enough to know whether I am lying or not. And if she sees that I'm lying as she can do what she wants to do. So she listens and told a demon she was with to see if I'm saying the truth. The demon then touched me for a second or two then told astraroth that I was saying the truth. With that astraroth let me go. Like I woke up.

I want to get a job. Thursday, Bune.

Bune is aligned with Venus so the day is Friday but I want to do the spell on a Thursday as thursday is the day for career and job spells.

Formula: Job spell on a Thursday in the hour of Venus.

The only concern is that the time of day for Bune is sunrise til noon but this Thursday, hour of Venus falls just after midnight in my city.

I recently reached out to Duke Dantalion to help with changing someone’s mind about me, basically to give me another chance and give the relationship a go.

I haven’t seen much movement this was about 4 days ago, I was wondering if anyone has had some success for a similar situation with Duke Dantalion?

I am aware it’s not right to try and override someone’s free will. The situation is complicated, we haven’t split up from lack of love. I had a relapse into addiction and it scared him and I would love for him to believe me now that I will be able to achieve sobriety as that’s the thing that is holding him back.

I just invoked Clauneck last night with his enn & sigil and gave him some coins (offerings). We spoke and he was definitely there… can I invoke him anytime?? While I’m driving?? Any place?? Listening to his enn in my AirPods in public??? Any restrictions on him??? What’s something I should know that I shouldn’t do??

Today I consecrated ritual objects and I wanted to show off the face in the smoke that appeared to me

Hi, so I was wondering who would be the best demon to work with when it comes to reconciliation. Long story short, I hurt someone I cared about a lot a long time ago and I want us to try to be friends again or at least mutuals on social media. I also want to know if there are demons who could change peoples minds or thoughts and opinions of you to make them think more warmly or fondly of you or at least have friendlier thoughts of you. Thanks in advance

Hello does someone know if Marbas préfers day or night for invocation. I can’t gind anything

The last weeks have been crazy, one after another came into my life. First Lilith, Leviathan, King Asmodeus and now apparently Lucifer has the intention of working together? And I just asked if Prince Stolas still offers me a short term of working together to enhance my clairaudience and clairvoyance. It gets even wilder, another deity looked at me but he is from another pantheon and that doesn't fit in here.

So if Prince Stolas still says yes and if I agree to work with Lucifer then I literally have two new "people" in a short amount of time.

I'm a bit overwhelmed with suddenly everyone coming in and wanting to work with me but I will manage, my life got so much cooler and better after I started doing Witchcraft/Deity work.

So, are you able to relate to my post? Has this happened to you too?

So i did a goetic Ritual where i tried To evoke or invoke the presence or energy of duke amdusias in order for him to help me learn to play the electric guitar and break out of my lyrics writers block so i can write original songs And no i dont mean that amdusias gives me supernatural Robert Johnson style abilities to play the guitar i mean just for him to help me learn patiently and easier and to be my musical mentor so Anyways i did a ritual at work today where i was outside took a deep breath and repeated this a few times: denyen Valocour avage secore Amdusias and right after when I was done with one of the repetitions i saw two small black birds fly above me and i read that birds are a symbol for amdusias is this a sign that he wants to work with me in my goetic practices or maybe just a coincidence of nature? Maybe its just because the birds happened to be there?

It's been super hot lately and all my flowers have wilted. I haven't made art in years and I'm trying to practice a little bit every day. He's been very helpful :)

I'm denying my soulmate, and the experience of doing so. Magick story time.

I've been abused by men since I'm 6 years old, until 1 year ago. I've been nearly unalived at knife point, robbed in my car, drugged, beat, SA, you name it.

I never gave up on trying to be loved, until last year.

I thought what I met was a nice guy who actually cared. We were dating exclusively, gates, trips, sleep overs, what couples would do. One night, after a long 12 hour shift in a hospital, 1 hr way drive home, I got a text that finally broke my "f\*\*\* fuse". Be left me for his high school crush, whom of which, came out of the blue and basically told him she wanted it work out.

After this i went into a dark mode and the more i found out about what a lie our relationship was, the things he said, did, was horrible. I've lost 150lbs 26th the help of gastric sleeve. Now, he's 5'7, 278lbs BTW, and was telling people I'm gross from my skin, I cheated to lose aught instead of the church way, I mutilated myself, ect.

I embedded up cursing him with intent to stop him from using other girls and to strip away enduring he lied,manipulated, gaslighted and used to get. Last month he came crawling back, but i ignored him.

To the point of denying my soulmate.

I did a ritual in which, I decided to stay single. I'm tired of pain. If all I attract is chaos, pain and abusers, what I attract is what I must be so I'm taking myself out of the equation. It's not just protection but to get me in a life path to have a future that's safe, emotionally pain free and to have a financial success story.

Here's What they don't feel you: denying your path, your contact and universal planning has consequences.

I've been severely depressed, lonely, sad, urning and tired of being alone. Living in a state of independence isn't what it's cracked up to be. I'm struggling, like a missing peeve to the puzzle isn't there to give remedy to a problem. I have no one to hold, hug, I cannot emotionally connect to men. I stopped dating, I stopped flirting, I sent and turn down every man in my way.

Then I met someone. I have never met someone like him. I was happy until, again, the mental health, drug and alcohol send control mask began to slip. I had to take a break and now he's punishing me with no contact.

I did a 3 part spell to make him mine with assistance of cheynor, amongst others. The moment it was done, was when the shifting, intense symchonicities intensified and isolation amplified. I have to the very, very important things to make this happen. It flip flops in my mind what I hevner up but i will not give in.

I've been patient. When my friends or men interested in me approach me, I go silent or ignore them. Pressing the issue, I tell them "I want one man, if i can't have week I wasn't, no one can have me, I chose to suffer until im with him". Id rather be alone than not with him.

Now, problem now lies within insomnia, anhedonia, hopelessness has seeped in. He still is no contact with me, which I'm patient.

Money struggles have amplified, stress and loneliness is overwhelming and I refuse to give in. There so many more layers to this I'm not including. Emptiness has set in. I do not use dating apps anymore either. All of it, gone.

The other night while in bed, i heard a man sobbing. He was in bed, with his get in his pillow sobbing, crying out "why can't I find my soulmate? Why am I lonely? I'm so tired of being alone!".

I made a point and I'm sticking to it.

Now, I'm not asking for advice, input or thoughts on this.

This is a warning to those who are greedy. Who want what they want. Consequences do not just apply to you, but others involved energetically too.

Well, that's it. Feel free to ask questions.

I want to work with a demon to find a job but not work with that demon consistently after. Would that be disrespectful?

Dantalion appeared in my mind with three heads, as I began seeing this I drew with my drawing tablet. He donned a flowy robe with heads of differing genders. He wore a necklace that appeared like a pentacle. On each head was a different crown, one seemed ducal, another like a reliquary. He was not scary, but awe inducing, and a feeling like my soul was laid wide open to see. Praise be to Duke Dantalion.

I’ve been practicing Demonolatry for several years.
My first contact with what I believed to be Sabnock happened while working through Gordon Winterfield’s Master Curse ritual, where Sabnock is one of the spirits invoked.
During that period I had a very vivid experience while standing in a drugstore. I suddenly felt as if a presence was watching me from another reality. Later, during ritual, the same presence identified itself as Sabnock. The presence was incredibly strong, unlike anything I had experienced before.
Almost immediately it asked me to become its wife and promised that it would give me everything I needed. I was honestly overwhelmed and didn’t accept at first. After several more encounters I eventually entered what many practitioners would call a spirit marriage (godspousing). Since then I’ve worn Sabnock’s sigil as both a pendant and wedding ring and have worked with it for years.
This is why what happened recently has shaken me so much.
Last October, a client of mine who is also a psychic medium visited my house. Without me telling her very much, she sensed an extremely powerful presence upstairs. She said it didn’t feel like a deceased human and couldn’t even clearly describe it as male or female.
During what I can only describe as a spontaneous channeling, the being repeatedly communicated things like:
“Stop trying to explain everything. Names don’t matter. Just be.”
At the time I simply assumed this was Sabnock.
A few days ago we met again after many months.
She immediately said the same presence was still there but now felt much sadder and more withdrawn. Another long channeling followed.
This time, however, everything changed.
According to her, the being said it was not Sabnock.
It still refused to reveal any name.
Instead it claimed:
We knew each other in another existence, possibly not even on Earth.
Where it came from there were no names and communication happened through direct knowing or feeling.
It doesn’t really understand human society or our need to define everything with words.
It has loved me ever since seeing me there.
It described itself almost like an admirer who never forgot me.
It keeps referring to “a look” I once gave it and says it only wants to see that same completely free and genuine look from me one more time.
It told me I shouldn’t be working with demons at all.
It encouraged me to withdraw somewhere peaceful and become truly free again.
The medium also said something that confused me even more.
She felt this being genuinely cared about me but was also possessive and wanted me for itself.
At the same time it insisted that it had nothing to do with my legal problems, my damaged house, or my relationship falling apart.
This is where my confusion begins.
Over the last few years my life has slowly fallen apart.
I’m involved in a serious legal dispute over my home, I may lose the place I’ve lived in for years, I’ve had repeated problems with authorities, family relationships have deteriorated, and my partner and I continue to be separated by immigration issues and circumstances outside our control. It often feels as though every important area of my life is blocked.
I want to make something very clear:
I am not claiming that spirits caused these events.
Many of these situations have perfectly ordinary explanations. Astrologically, this period also points to major upheaval in my life.
But after years of intense spirit work, and now hearing a trusted medium question the identity of the being I’ve believed I was working with, I can’t help questioning everything.
Sometimes I wonder whether I simply went through an extremely difficult period of life.
Sometimes I wonder whether I made a serious mistake somewhere in my spiritual practice.
Sometimes I even wonder whether I’ve been interacting with a deceptive spirit all along.
On the other hand, I’ve worked with Sabnock’s sigil for years and experienced what felt like a genuine connection. It’s difficult for me to believe there was never any connection with Sabnock at all. Maybe both were involved. Maybe they’re the same being. Maybe I’m completely misunderstanding the situation.
Another thing that bothers me is that this being consistently refuses to give a name. According to the medium, names simply don’t matter where it comes from. Yet in many magical traditions, knowing a spirit’s identity is considered essential for discernment and protection. That contradiction is becoming harder and harder for me to ignore.
I’m not asking anyone to tell me what’s objectively true.
I’m asking practitioners with real experience in Demonolatry, spirit work, mediumship, or spirit marriage:
Have you ever encountered a spirit that later turned out not to be who you thought it was?
Have you experienced beings refusing to identify themselves while still forming a long-term relationship?
How do you personally distinguish between a genuine spirit, a trickster, symbolic experiences, or your own projections after years of practice?
I’d really appreciate thoughtful responses, because at this point I’m genuinely questioning everything.

Hi everyone,

I have a sincere question and I'm hoping someone with knowledge of demonology or occult traditions can help me.

In 2010, I believe I entered into what I understood at the time to be a pact or spiritual contract. Over the years I've come across claims that Asmodeus is connected to contracts or that he possesses or oversees pacts. I'm not sure whether this is based on any authentic tradition or if it's simply internet folklore.

My question is: If someone believes they made a pact or contract in the past, would Asmodeus be the entity to ask about it, according to any historical or occult sources? Or is there another perspective on how such contracts are viewed?

I'm looking for serious, respectful answers based on historical texts, occult traditions, or personal experience rather than sensational stories.

Thank you.

I did my first ritual!! Tried contacting Chauneck. Idk what it exactly means feeling his presence or talking to him but I just followed the steps in Amara Yasmin’s book. And said out my wish and enn loud. This is what I did for the altar. Any tips would be really appreciated.

So i made a post on Snapchat complaining about the amber alerts that keep going off in the middle of the night and I got annoyed, little later this girl texts me and say stfu and I made another post saying if you dont like what I have to say ignore it and i know amber alerts are not funny and scary because someone got kidnapped and thats not cool, so this girl comes back saying "at least you wont get kidnapped" and I say if you/your friends are in risk or being kidnapped then you should get help easier said then done i know, and she makes a voice note saying "no, you wont get kidnapped because your a fat and ugly... girl" and I replied with im completely fine with my body. Then she proceeded to get a random picture from one of my tiktok videos and mock my words over and over again, like girl what is your problem if you dont like me that much why do you follow me on tiktok???? Anyway im kinda really tempted to either make a hex or ask Asmodeus to possibly do something.. im not actually going to do it but its really really tempting because this girl has been rude to me a few times and ive done nothing to her other then exist, honestly I dont know if Asmodeus would do anything or not if I asked him to and even if I did I have no idea what I would ask other then "make this girls life hell for a day or two" but that seems harsh for this type of thing

But im wondering should I genuinely make something happen? And if so what should I ask of Asmodeus/what should i do?

Ok so ive blocked and reported this person so I wont have to deal with them anymore yay, but Snapchat does not give you enough room the explain the stop of what happened and its annoying

Qual melhor daemon para ajudar a passar em concurso?

Estou ciente que depende de mim, afinal precisa ter os estudos, daemons não fazem milagres kkkkk mas uma ajudinha é sempre bem vinda né!?