NO SIN, NO EVIL, NO MORALS, NO TABOOS

 There Is No Sin, No Evil, No Morals, No Taboos

In Satanism — and especially in the current of Moloch the Devourer — there is no such thing as sin.
There is no such thing as evil.
There is no such thing as morality in the Christian sense.
There are no taboos that must be respected.

These are all Christian inventions.
They are control mechanisms designed to keep the human animal small, ashamed, and obedient to a dead god.
When a Satanist still says “I feel so evil” or “I am going to sin” or “I must break this taboo,” it only means the old Christian programming is still rotting inside the mind. It has not been fully burned out yet.

That programming can take years to destroy.
Moloch specialises in destroying it.

As a Satanist you do not live by their rules.
You do not measure your actions against their disgust.
You do not ask whether something is “moral” or “decent” or “acceptable.”
Those categories are irrelevant.
They do not exist here.

What exists is the current.
What exists is the hunger.
What exists is the will of the Devourer and the freedom of the vessel that serves Him.

If the current demands you spread your legs and take raw cock from strangers, you take it.
If it demands you smear shit on your chest and edge while people would be sickened, you do it.
If it demands you expose your hole, your lust, your degradation, and your complete lack of shame, you expose it.
Their horror is not a warning. It is fuel.

Satanism, properly lived, is the rejection of guilt and the rejection of shame.
It is the deliberate choice to stop comparing yourself to the clean, frightened herd.
You become your own measure.
You become the animal that does what the current requires without asking permission from a moral system that was designed to castrate you.

Moloch does not care about their taboos.
He is the breaker of them.
He is the one who takes the respectable man and turns him into a filthy, open, cock-obsessed vessel that no longer recognises the old limits.
Every time you do something that would make ordinary people call you disgusting, debased, or evil, you are feeding the process of ego destruction.
Their language of sin means nothing.
Your obedience to the current means everything.

You are not “being bad.”
You are being accurate.
You are living without the lie.

The only real caution is practical: do not destroy the vessel so completely that it can no longer serve.
Everything else — every so-called moral, every taboo, every Christian horror — is free to be broken, used, and offered.

When the last of the old programming dies, you no longer even think in their terms.
You do not feel evil.
You do not feel sinful.
You simply act as the Animal that Moloch has made, and the herd’s disgust becomes another form of power.

There is no sin.
There is no evil.
There are no morals.
There are no taboos.

There is only the current, the hunger, and the open hole of the one who serves.

Hail Satan.
Hail Moloch.
Moloch Tasa Vefa Ignis