Arashi Wanderer Ryō
@arashienyo.bsky.social
CoS II°, Japanophile, foodie, and some other things...
"You cannot love everyone; it is ridiculous to think you can."
Anton Szandor LaVey
***Not a Church of Satan spokesperson***
"You cannot love everyone; it is ridiculous to think you can."
Anton Szandor LaVey
***Not a Church of Satan spokesperson***
October 13, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Price is loud. Value is quiet. One is dictated by markets and intermediaries; the other is recognised between people, or anchored in tangible things. This article explores the space between the two.
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Le prix et la valeur
shikomizue.blogspot.com
October 8, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Price is loud. Value is quiet. One is dictated by markets and intermediaries; the other is recognised between people, or anchored in tangible things. This article explores the space between the two.
shikomizue.blogspot.com/2025/10/le-p...
shikomizue.blogspot.com/2025/10/le-p...
Power builds its own religion: the totem of immunity protects the obedient, not the competent.
Through an inverted Darwinism, the cautious survive while the lucid are cast out.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Through an inverted Darwinism, the cautious survive while the lucid are cast out.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Les ressorts du pouvoir et de la compétence
shikomizue.blogspot.com
October 6, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Power builds its own religion: the totem of immunity protects the obedient, not the competent.
Through an inverted Darwinism, the cautious survive while the lucid are cast out.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Through an inverted Darwinism, the cautious survive while the lucid are cast out.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Coming soon...
Stupidity 2.0: Céline = chatbot, LaVey = clone. It’s not AI replacing humans—it’s humans selling suspicion as profit.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Stupidity 2.0: Céline = chatbot, LaVey = clone. It’s not AI replacing humans—it’s humans selling suspicion as profit.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 26, 2025 at 2:43 AM
Coming soon...
Stupidity 2.0: Céline = chatbot, LaVey = clone. It’s not AI replacing humans—it’s humans selling suspicion as profit.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Stupidity 2.0: Céline = chatbot, LaVey = clone. It’s not AI replacing humans—it’s humans selling suspicion as profit.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
AI is no miracle, no menace—it’s a mirror. It reflects our fears & fantasies, not consciousness. The real danger lies in those who worship the illusion.
shikomozue.blogspot.com
shikomozue.blogspot.com
August 22, 2025 at 7:40 AM
AI is no miracle, no menace—it’s a mirror. It reflects our fears & fantasies, not consciousness. The real danger lies in those who worship the illusion.
shikomozue.blogspot.com
shikomozue.blogspot.com
Wax museum or virtue theatre: art dies either embalmed in dead realism or dissolved in sermons. The only way forward? Poetic fire—faithful to the soul, not the sermon.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 22, 2025 at 6:45 AM
Wax museum or virtue theatre: art dies either embalmed in dead realism or dissolved in sermons. The only way forward? Poetic fire—faithful to the soul, not the sermon.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Time is no ally. Clocks lie, memory burns, only the instant is real. The Satanist wields the present as knife, weapon, affirmation. Ever forward.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 22, 2025 at 6:37 AM
Time is no ally. Clocks lie, memory burns, only the instant is real. The Satanist wields the present as knife, weapon, affirmation. Ever forward.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Coming soon:
Open territory.
Chopsticks.
Dogfights.
From a lone street corner to WWI aerial combat, the supposedly protective and intangible social contract shatters fast.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
One stick or two, one shrapnel more or less — instinct decides where law and rules hesitate.
Open territory.
Chopsticks.
Dogfights.
From a lone street corner to WWI aerial combat, the supposedly protective and intangible social contract shatters fast.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
One stick or two, one shrapnel more or less — instinct decides where law and rules hesitate.
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 5, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Coming soon:
Open territory.
Chopsticks.
Dogfights.
From a lone street corner to WWI aerial combat, the supposedly protective and intangible social contract shatters fast.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
One stick or two, one shrapnel more or less — instinct decides where law and rules hesitate.
Open territory.
Chopsticks.
Dogfights.
From a lone street corner to WWI aerial combat, the supposedly protective and intangible social contract shatters fast.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
One stick or two, one shrapnel more or less — instinct decides where law and rules hesitate.
Miyamoto Musashi, legendary swordsman and master strategist, embodies the pragmatic superhuman: a life of independence, clarity, and focused strength.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 5, 2025 at 6:33 PM
Miyamoto Musashi, legendary swordsman and master strategist, embodies the pragmatic superhuman: a life of independence, clarity, and focused strength.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Abrahamism is a trinity: the Father keeps the Law, the Son dies for it, and the Spirit conquers in its name.
August 4, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Abrahamism is a trinity: the Father keeps the Law, the Son dies for it, and the Spirit conquers in its name.
Under the calm tree,
Sleeping cigar, Stitch on guard —
The world can just wait.
静かな木の下で
眠る葉巻とスティッチ見張り
世界は待つ
Sleeping cigar, Stitch on guard —
The world can just wait.
静かな木の下で
眠る葉巻とスティッチ見張り
世界は待つ
August 4, 2025 at 12:32 PM
Under the calm tree,
Sleeping cigar, Stitch on guard —
The world can just wait.
静かな木の下で
眠る葉巻とスティッチ見張り
世界は待つ
Sleeping cigar, Stitch on guard —
The world can just wait.
静かな木の下で
眠る葉巻とスティッチ見張り
世界は待つ
Behind horns and candles lies a core few dare face. Satanism isn’t escape or reversed faith, but one who stands alone, meets the mirror, and says: I am. Life only—no heaven, no hell. Too precious to be polluted by politics or religion. That’s why I’m a gatekeeper.
August 4, 2025 at 8:37 AM
Behind horns and candles lies a core few dare face. Satanism isn’t escape or reversed faith, but one who stands alone, meets the mirror, and says: I am. Life only—no heaven, no hell. Too precious to be polluted by politics or religion. That’s why I’m a gatekeeper.
Humans run on invisible loops: habits, excuses, self‑sabotage. Pain is the only alarm that breaks the code. True self‑preservation means hacking yourself before the crash. Bleeding Loops – shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 3, 2025 at 7:21 AM
Humans run on invisible loops: habits, excuses, self‑sabotage. Pain is the only alarm that breaks the code. True self‑preservation means hacking yourself before the crash. Bleeding Loops – shikomizue.blogspot.com
No gods. No excuses.
No cosmic eye will bless your weakness.
Suffer like a free beast, not a crying tool.
Fall with style. Rise like a sabre.
Forge respect or be forgotten.
Only fire, choice, and you remain.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
No cosmic eye will bless your weakness.
Suffer like a free beast, not a crying tool.
Fall with style. Rise like a sabre.
Forge respect or be forgotten.
Only fire, choice, and you remain.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
August 3, 2025 at 6:17 AM
No gods. No excuses.
No cosmic eye will bless your weakness.
Suffer like a free beast, not a crying tool.
Fall with style. Rise like a sabre.
Forge respect or be forgotten.
Only fire, choice, and you remain.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
No cosmic eye will bless your weakness.
Suffer like a free beast, not a crying tool.
Fall with style. Rise like a sabre.
Forge respect or be forgotten.
Only fire, choice, and you remain.
shikomizue.blogspot.com
A Satanist holds the door, fixes your bike, and vanishes — no sermon, no strings. Ethics without gods. Structure without guilt.
"I don’t need a god to stop me being a prick.”
Read the full post:
shikomizue.blogspot.com
"I don’t need a god to stop me being a prick.”
Read the full post:
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
July 23, 2025 at 9:56 PM
A Satanist holds the door, fixes your bike, and vanishes — no sermon, no strings. Ethics without gods. Structure without guilt.
"I don’t need a god to stop me being a prick.”
Read the full post:
shikomizue.blogspot.com
"I don’t need a god to stop me being a prick.”
Read the full post:
shikomizue.blogspot.com
Not a pitch. Not a defence. Just clarity. What Satanism was meant to be, what it’s become, and why some of it works — and some doesn’t. For those who live it, not pose with it.
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
June 30, 2025 at 8:01 PM
Not a pitch. Not a defence. Just clarity. What Satanism was meant to be, what it’s become, and why some of it works — and some doesn’t. For those who live it, not pose with it.
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1
Who needs enemies when you have colleagues with secret guest lists and polite smiles? They call it ‘team spirit’ while hoarding keys to tiny kingdoms. It’s fine. I don’t beg for campfires. I’m my own circle. No enemy needed. 😂🔮”
June 18, 2025 at 10:48 PM
Who needs enemies when you have colleagues with secret guest lists and polite smiles? They call it ‘team spirit’ while hoarding keys to tiny kingdoms. It’s fine. I don’t beg for campfires. I’m my own circle. No enemy needed. 😂🔮”
A 14-year-old kills a school supervisor. Reflecting on the collapse of boundaries, the cult of self, and the need to restore clarity. Not hate—responsibility. Not punishment—structure. “Thou shalt not kill” still means something.
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shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1&zx=d749d...
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
June 12, 2025 at 5:06 PM
A 14-year-old kills a school supervisor. Reflecting on the collapse of boundaries, the cult of self, and the need to restore clarity. Not hate—responsibility. Not punishment—structure. “Thou shalt not kill” still means something.
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1&zx=d749d...
shikomizue.blogspot.com?m=1&zx=d749d...
My Satanic blog, on Blogspot:
"A shikomizue (仕込み杖) is a cane with a hidden blade.
A concealed weapon, muted elegance, a hidden promise.
This blog is neither a showcase nor a battlefield.
It's a scabbard.
What you read here is polished. Sharp. Ready, but not offered."
shikomizue.blogspot.com
"A shikomizue (仕込み杖) is a cane with a hidden blade.
A concealed weapon, muted elegance, a hidden promise.
This blog is neither a showcase nor a battlefield.
It's a scabbard.
What you read here is polished. Sharp. Ready, but not offered."
shikomizue.blogspot.com
shikomizue
shikomizue.blogspot.com
June 1, 2025 at 7:40 PM
My Satanic blog, on Blogspot:
"A shikomizue (仕込み杖) is a cane with a hidden blade.
A concealed weapon, muted elegance, a hidden promise.
This blog is neither a showcase nor a battlefield.
It's a scabbard.
What you read here is polished. Sharp. Ready, but not offered."
shikomizue.blogspot.com
"A shikomizue (仕込み杖) is a cane with a hidden blade.
A concealed weapon, muted elegance, a hidden promise.
This blog is neither a showcase nor a battlefield.
It's a scabbard.
What you read here is polished. Sharp. Ready, but not offered."
shikomizue.blogspot.com
You see this in France and you wonder how they manage to handle such a length.
May 21, 2025 at 9:47 AM
You see this in France and you wonder how they manage to handle such a length.
Shinkotsu Tetsunoma isn’t just poetry—it’s ritual.
Fragments like blades, charged with silence, shaped in solitude.
Each post feels like a spell: precise, untitled, multilingual.
A grimoire for those half-awake, half-stable—still seeking form.
shinkotsu-tetsunoma.writeas.com
Fragments like blades, charged with silence, shaped in solitude.
Each post feels like a spell: precise, untitled, multilingual.
A grimoire for those half-awake, half-stable—still seeking form.
shinkotsu-tetsunoma.writeas.com
May 17, 2025 at 12:19 AM
Shinkotsu Tetsunoma isn’t just poetry—it’s ritual.
Fragments like blades, charged with silence, shaped in solitude.
Each post feels like a spell: precise, untitled, multilingual.
A grimoire for those half-awake, half-stable—still seeking form.
shinkotsu-tetsunoma.writeas.com
Fragments like blades, charged with silence, shaped in solitude.
Each post feels like a spell: precise, untitled, multilingual.
A grimoire for those half-awake, half-stable—still seeking form.
shinkotsu-tetsunoma.writeas.com