As I have said in my profile, I am a Spiritual Satanist. I bond myself with the magic of other worlds and am one with the lesser imps and Demons as well as the Goetic and major role Demons. This is my story.
I was around five years old, and there was a garden in the back yard of my former house. I would always play there as a younger child. I was playing there one particular day; I think it was October 30th, 1999. There was a small bridge to the gazebo and little river behind our house; I crossed it and sat in the gazebo, listening to the sounds of birds and miniature waterfalls. A man in a black suit and tie, with fair blonde hair walked up behind me, and actually he really startled me. What can you expect; I was a five year old child. His eyes and skin were the most striking. His skin had a light bluish tint and his eyes were clear, almost silver, and almost glowing. He spoke in a velvety, almost British American accent. (It was a cross between British and American.) He took my hand and knelt down to my level, and said he loved me. He was a very beautiful man, and I was nervous, I didn't know any better. So I stood there.
The sky darkened just a bit and I felt a slight tingling sensation throughout my body. I felt that I was being lifted up in the air, as if I was flying.
Then he smiled at me again and left me with a strange object, which I now know today is a Pentagram.
Can anyone tell me if I was in the presence of Lucifer himself?