My Vegetarian Dinner with an Aristocratic Cannibal

My Vegetarian Dinner with an Aristocratic Cannibal

Excerpt from Cannibalism, Blood Drinking & High-Adept Satanism

 Back when I was young, in my twenties, some Luciferians who I knew invited me to meet an aristocratic man who was a member of a Luciferian secret society. In those days I was not a Christian, although I did sometimes attend Christian churches. But that was mostly for social reasons. When it came to Satanism, what I objected to was the pedophile sex rings, the violence and the cannibalism. But such practices are not found in all forms of Luciferianism. In some ways I was tempted to believe in it. Some Luciferians talked of creating a Utopian society. Some of the Satanists I knew were interesting people. So at that time in my life, I wasn’t committed to Christianity nor was I completely repelled by Satanism. So I didn’t object to having this meeting with this aristocratic Satanist. In the course of our conversation over dinner, I would learn that this man was a High-Adept Satanist.

He took me to an expensive club where we had dinner together. It was a pleasant experience and we had an interesting conversation. He ordered a vegetarian meal and I had the same. I remember that we had fried okra with a spicy breading. We also had a delicious salad made up of avocados, greens, baby tomatoes and olives. The dessert was a chocolate mousse and each bite melted in my mouth. We drank massive quantities of gourmet coffee. It was a memorable feast.

Over dinner, he explained to me that except for his occasional indulgence in cannibalism, he never ate meat. It was interesting that he talked about this so openly in the dining room with other people at tables nearby, but they were busy with their own conversations and not interested in ours. And he seemed unashamed of the fact that he was a cannibal.

He explained that cannibalism among the aristocracy was quite different than the cannibalism practiced by savages off in a jungle somewhere. He said that it was practiced for reasons of psychology and social positioning. This aristocratic cannibal was quite learned, and he spoke well. But I had seen movies of aristocrats cooking and eating babies and these movies had made me feel ill. I explained this to him. But he was not offended. He admitted that many of the aristocrats in Europe did have the disturbing habit of eating babies. But he carefully explained that he and his cannibal friends in New York never did that sort of thing. They only ate adults, and these adults were treated well. They were not tortured and were killed in a humane way before they were killed and their flesh was prepared for consumption.

He went on to explain that after the Civil War, Luciferian aristocrats in New York had begun the practice of privately having meals in which human flesh was served. Eventually there evolved a number of secret businesses to provide this service.

The particular business that was described to me that night over dinner works like this:

Persons from around the world are lured to New York with the promise of work. These are poor persons, but in good health. Once they arrive in New York, they are taken to a remote warehouse where they are fattened up and periodically checked by medical doctors. The victims are told by the doctors that they have some type of rare communicable disease. Therefore they have to be kept isolated with others until they get better. Because they are given lots of good food, the victims tend to remain calm, believing that they are being well cared for. Furthermore, promises of welfare money are made. The victims are allowed simple amusements such as TV, books and board games. Once a victim is chosen to be slaughtered, he or she is terminated by a doctor. This is done by slitting the victim’s throat during a medical exam. Then the victim is taken to a kitchen where his or her corpse is appropriately butchered. A letter is sent to his or her family overseas. It claims that the victim has been killed in an accident of some kind. The letter informs the family that the victim’s body has been disposed of according to his or her religious beliefs. Money is sent as generous compensation to the families, who being poor, tend to accept this explanation without question.

This aristocratic cannibal went on, during our vegetarian meal, to explain some other things about all this. He said that the business of providing human flesh for aristocratic cannibals had modernized over the years, but that it had maintained its basic business model. Only aristocratic and initiated Luciferians were offered this service. Potential customers would be shown a book of photographs of different victims who were available for consumption. The people in the photos would be nude and the photos would have been taken during medical exams. There would be a description of the person along with his or her name. The victim’s weight and size as well as other physical characteristics would be described. But also the victim’s religion, nationality, cultural background, hobbies and abilities would be described. There would be a description of the individual’s personality. The idea was that you were supposed to pick somebody you liked. Your future food should be someone whom you found admirable.

This business had various ways that the victim’s flesh could be prepared for eating. These would be stews, sausages and so forth. And this all sold for large amounts of money. But the customer was expected to buy a whole person. One couldn’t just buy a few sausages. One had to buy all the meat that had been harvested and prepared from the victim of one’s choice.

Wealthy Luciferian aristocrats would throw exclusive parties. And the guests at these parties would feast on the flesh of the chosen victim. The cannibals called themselves the Eaters, and they referred to their victims as the Eaten. A photo of the victim would be placed on the dining room table. Photos of the victim would be passed out among the guests as souvenirs. And when Eaters ate him or her, they would refer to the Eaten by name.

For example they might say, “Jose is quite delicious. These Jose sausages are especially good.”

This aristocratic Luciferian cannibal explained to me that he and his cannibal friends felt that this type of cannibalism was a spiritual experience. They were intimately communing with the person whom they ate. So it wasn’t like the crude cannibalism of the two sisters or the arrogant baby-eating cannibalism of the European Satanists. This aristocratic cannibal with whom I spoke seemed quite sincere. I didn’t feel threatened by him and I believed that he felt that his form of cannibalism was, for him, a spiritual practice. After all, these cannibals were careful to not frighten their victims and they did generously compensate their families.

But nonetheless I told him that I still didn’t like the idea of cannibalism and would never willingly involve myself in any such practices, not as the Eater or as the Eaten. I said that what turned me off about Satanism the most was the weird sex, the blood sacrifices, the blood drinking and especially I disliked the cannibalism. I was surprised when he replied that he was glad to hear of my attitude.

He went on to explain the real reason for our dinner conversation.

He described himself as a “High-Adept Satanist.” He said that he believed that there was a spiritual hierarchy in Satanism. At the top were the High-Adept Satanists, below this were the criminal enforcers who practiced the sex magick and blood rituals. Below them were the greedmotivated Luciferians who didn’t really understand the true nature of Satanism, but had gotten involved with it because of the financial gain it provided. And at the bottom of this hierarchy were the unaligned Satanic practitioners who were weak in their power because they weren’t connected to any Satanic organization.

My dinner companion explained that most High-Adept Satanists did not practice sex magick, child prostitution, blood sacrifice, blood drinking or cannibalism. He explained that a few, such as himself, did occasionally practice this polite form of cannibalism such as he indulged in when he visited his New York friends, but that was rare. The High-Adept Satanists were interested primarily in psychic power. They sought a pure spiritual communion with Lucifer and the realm of pure light from which Lucifer arose.

Thus the High-Adept Satanists reject the distractions of sex magick and violence.

I had to admit to my dinner companion that I was interested in psychic abilities and was curious about a form of Luciferianism that didn’t involve those practices which I disliked.

And so I was told by my dinner companion about a High-Adept Satanist who was known as Sid. He was considered to be highly respected among the High-Adepts. Sid had shown an interest in me. He had heard stories about me from others. He knew that I had rejected initiation into a mid-level Illuminati criminal organization. He had been informed that I had received a form of therapy to heal my childhood Satanic Ritual Abuse experiences. He had heard of my work as a therapist who worked with those who were trying to recover from adrenalized blooddrinking addiction. Sid had studied my bloodlines and the astrological significance of my conception date and birth date. Sid decided that he would like to meet me. He even offered to compensate me for my time with a small gift of money.

At first I resisted the idea, but after some more polite conversation, I agreed to meet with Sid. My curiosity got the best of me.

After we finished our vegetarian meal and left his club, we went out to the parking lot to say our goodbyes. He thanked me for my polite companionship. I agreed that the conversation over dinner had been interesting, and that the food had been quite tasty. He gave me the instructions for my meeting with the High-Adept, Sid, and I memorized them. Before we parted company, never to meet again, my dinner companion showed me some photos that he kept in his coat pocket. They were color photographs of men and women. Each person stood alone in a doctor’s office. Each person was nude and seemed calm. The youngest was perhaps eighteen and the older ones were in their late twenties. They seemed slightly plump, but fit and healthy. They looked like persons in the prime of their lives. I asked who they were.

He replied, “They are my dear friends. I have taken them into my soul. They are the Eaten.”