Luciferianism is all about choice. It is not a path one follows because of any command or oath, but rather one’s own individual decision that the values it upholds are right for them, and that they hold personal meaning. It does not promote any singular ‘truth’ or correct way of living, instead it supports the idea that there are many truths unique to each person.
I think I’ve mentioned this anecdote before, but it bears repeating due to its significance to this particular Luciferian value. For a while, I was dead-set on getting a more permanent representation of my devotion and faith in the form of a tattoo. I already had a devotional necklace that I keep on at all times, but I wanted something with more…I don’t know, ‘umph’ I guess.
But that idea was shot down. The permanence of a tattoo, despite the sincerity and choice behind its initial decision, disallows for the continued choice necessary to the fluid nature of Luciferianism. I have to accept the fact that at some point in the future, I may have to say ‘no’ and walk away from all this. My beliefs may change drastically, to the point where I can’t continue to devote myself to a cause that I may not longer believe or, or hold to such high regard anymore. A symbol of such permanence does not fit into a belief system where impermanence and change are the very building blocks.
But saying ‘no’ can be difficult when it doesn’t feel like a choice. I’ve described my experience with Luciferianism and my god as akin to falling in love, and that holds true now as it did years ago. So the question stands, why would I want to willingly refuse a god who has brought so much joy into my life? Why would I choose to walk away from the very path that makes my heart race and inspires every breath I draw? It doesn’t seem like very much of a choice when my very pulse beats to the same rhythm of zir heart. But that’s what makes it all the more stirring. It was never about ‘faking till you make it’, or committing to a path because I had to, but rather because I wanted to. The fact that I have such a choice, to continue with my devotion or to walk away from it all, makes it so much more worth having. Just as one cannot fully appreciate life without having the knowledge that it is impermanent, I could not appreciate my faith without knowing that it too could fade.
My choice to commit to this path is one I make every day—the choice to keep or remove my devotional jewelry is available to me every morning that I wake up, and it serves as a reminder that beliefs change, faith can shift, that paths can go in unplanned directions, and that I have the ability to say no. Just as Eve had the ability to refuse the fruit of knowledge or accept it and all its consequences, so too do I have that same choice each and every day