Given this being brought up in the tags and then by someone in another conversation this afternoon; I’ve decided to discuss this a little bit, and hopefully share my take on the situation, if it helps anybody. And of course, I always encourage geniune, relevant discussion on these sorts of things when they come up.

I’ve thought about this a lot, of course-think about this a lot, because I’m one of those sorts of people that likes to throw myself into an existential hair-pulling fit practically every other day, for only TMS himself knows why. I’ve gotten this question before, but needless to say, my response to it didn’t get taken very well. I’ll see if I can spare the sarcasm and self-depreciating humor this time in order for it all to make more sense. And, of course, this only applies to me … not to any other Luciferian. That should go without saying, but there you have it.

The simplest way for me to state what I feel happens is, ‘whatever your god wants’. Or, if a person doesn’t believe in a god, whatever you feel is accurate to what will happen. I think that every single person on the planet has the ability and capacity to choose their own afterlife in a way befitting their belief system; that they may choose their own state of being after death. Whether that choice is to give up their choice (EG Free Will) or no. I don’t believe that there is any faith on the face of this planet that has all of their canon 100% accurate; nor do I think there’s one that has it 100% wrong either. That’s not for me to say, obviously; my experience of the Divine is going to be different from the person’s sitting next to me.

When I was a kid and going to Sunday school, I heard the priests mention that saying from the bible a lot; ‘God created man in his own image’. Of course, when I was younger, I took this pretty literally (and figured god must have looked like an old grandpa, like in the pictures in my bible). I rather suspect a lot of other people do, too, and that’s a large part of some of the excuses for bigotry and intolerance in more radical fundamentalist sects of different faiths, but that’s a whole different idea to explore on another day.

But later, as I got older, and even before I took my formal oath(s) to Lucifer, I began to see that saying from a different lens; the lens of a painter, an artist. That whatever Divine had given breath to humanity (when I do indeed believe in a Divine. Some days, I don’t, and I’m constantly at war with myself over this, but again-different topic, different day) made us with the capacity to be creators in our own right.

And I don’t mean biologically, of course. but rather that the combined powers of our imagination, hopes, and dreams, turned into inspiration, can come up with all kinds of wonderful (and sometimes terrifying!) things. And even, if you want to take that a step further, that the energy that we put into some of those things and thoughtforms are even capable of assuming their own lives and energy, given enough time and power put into them.

I often refer to two works to reference this idea; the first being the Robin Williams film What Dreams May Come. This film illustrated wonderfully, to me, the means by which human beings have the ability to fashion our own afterlives; that our most precious dreams become our Heaven, and that our most dark and deepest fears and nightmares become our own personal Hell … and that eternity is plenty large enough for each person to have their own. The second work(s) I reference is Piers Anthony’s On a Pale Horse, of the Incarnation of Immortality series. In one scene in this book, a novice death goes to collect the soul of an Atheist; only for the Atheist to tell him in his final few seconds, for which the ‘clock’ is stopped, that he does not believe in a heaven or hell. That he believes that “death” is just a hallucination of his dying mind. True to his idea, when Death starts the clock again, the Atheist’s soul simply rises up before dispersing like smoke into non-existence, never to be seen again. That always stuck with me, long before I was honestly serious about my spirituality.

So, to me, what happens to a Theistic Luciferian in their afterlife has a lot to do with the sort of afterlife they expect to have. For me, if I’ve done good by the oaths I’ve made to him, I’ll have a permanent place at his side… as his wife. Because that’s what he approached me for, though of course, that has responsibilities all it’s own. However should I fail him in these duties and in my responsibility, to me, it would mean another incarnation as a human being on earth. Which is not something I want or would even look forward to.  I’m tired enough as it is.

But of course, that is only *me* and what’s written for *me*-and it certainly doesn’t apply to the next Luciferian. Their success in whatever afterlife endeavor they aim for might mean a paradise in perpetual spring break in Malibu on the beach; their hell might be an eternity of blackjack with Nicholas Cage. Who knows! But I think that in some spiritual and religious systems, you *do* sign up for a specific afterlife, when you take whatever oath or pledge you do (EG baptism at an age of *informed* consent, ect) to become a part of that system. I don’t believe a Luciferian HAS this stipulation. We make our own way, our own oaths, we shape our own destiny. That’s the inherent beauty, and also the inherent danger in walking this path. Sometimes it’s hard to draw a line and say ‘this is what success means, this is what failure means, this is what my afterlife in the case of both is going to be like’. Because it’s so personal, so Gnosis based. Failure in and of itself might simply be never figuring it out.

But that’s a risk we take. And in that, we are free.