The Sabbat – Le Ballet de la Nuit

In 1653, there was a fabulous spectacle which lasted seven nights. It was a series of ballets in Paris which totaled over 15 hours in length. The nobles, ambassadors, and even the bourgeoisie attended this opulent work, orchestrated by the Cardinal Mazarin, whose aim was to glorify the Sun King, Louis XIV, who at the age of 15 was only just beginning his long and magnificent reign as King of France.

Mazarin in 1658, by Pierre Mignard

Mazarin had employed the greatest artistic minds of France to participate in this event, from composers, dancing masters, and the poetic librettist Isaac de Benserade. This magnum opus consisted of four veilles, or night watches, all of which were oriented towards the culmination at the end–a grand ballet for the rising of the sun, played by the young king himself.

Louis’ Apollon, illustrated by Henri de Gissey

So why am I talking about it here? Because during the third veille (midnight till 3 AM), there is a Sabbat! This ballet has everything from Satan riding in on a goat, a dance-off between Ptolemy and Zoroaster, a choir of witches, flaming demons, and werewolves!

Enjoy this abridged version by Ensemble Correspondances, from 2015. The Sabbat begins at 1:53. The astrologer’s dance is at 1:32.

Ghost – A Pale Tour Named Death

Last night was my first Ritual with Ghost–front and center! Devilish joy filled the air, and even though it was the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend, the energy was high! The Nameless Ghouls are so very talented and animated, and Cardinal Copia is a gosh darn good fellow. And of course, singing all the good old Satanic hymns at the top of my lungs while the Clergy are mere feet away was a religious experience for me. It was also very nice to have like minded people around. Ghost fans are good folk. I had such a perfect time 🙂



Happy Hallowe’en!

Happy Hallowe’en! For visiting today, I give you this blessing.

Tonight with the setting of the Sun, may all thy troubles be undone.
And may the stars in sweet repose, shine light upon all sorrow and woe.
When the waning moon does appear, so shall the waning of thy tears.
The spirits who in darkness dwell, grant thee the power of this spell:

“A year of good fortune, happiness, joy.
May all thy works and charms employ
The very best of all thy skills,
And ‘ere the perfection of thy Will.”

So be it!

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Pbr6kWVCredit: Austin Pardun

 

Taboo Masquerade & Fetish Ball

As always my annual glamour-haunt was a spectacle to behold. Unfortunately since it is a fetish ball, not a lot of photos were allowed at the time. Thanks to everyone who came out. In six days is Halloween, the High Unholy Holiday of Satan’s people. I will be hosting another Black Mass of Desecration after dark. Local folks, feel free to message me for an invite!


My cute little boyfriend locked up right where I want him. Muah!