MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS: THE DEVIL & LILITH DEFYING THE BURNING BUSH
MEETING DEITIES
&
DEMON SPIRITS
(PTSD DREAMS)
CREATED
BY
J. BECK
2026
MEETING DEITIES
&
DEMON SPIRITS:
THE DEVIL & LILITH
DEFYING
THE
BURNING BUSH
(PTSD DREAMS)
The
Burning Bush of Defiance
On the scorched slopes of Mount Horeb, where the air shimmered with ancient heat and the ground whispered secrets of forgotten miracles, the Devil stood before the Burning Bush.
It was no ordinary flame that licked at the verdant leaves; this was the Holy Ghost incarnate, the spirit of the Almighty God manifesting as a green-leafed shrub ablaze yet unconsumed—a miraculous sign straight from the pages of Exodus 3.
The fire danced eternally, a symbol of divine presence, but tonight, it served as the backdrop for a confrontation that spanned eons.
The Devil, Lucifer Morningstar, appeared in his favored earthly guise: a sharp-featured man in his seventies, reminiscent of a grizzled mobster with long, greasy black hair slicked back from his horned brow.
His horns curled like ancient rams'—subtle yet unmistakable in the flickering light.
He wore a tailored black suit, complete with shirt, vest, jacket, and slacks that hugged his lean frame, polished shoes crunching the rocky soil.
A gold chain dangled from his vest pocket, attached to a ornate pocket watch—a "Dooms-Day" timepiece, as he bitterly called it.
It was a sarcastic gift from God Himself, bestowed eons ago to torment Lucifer with the relentless tick-tock of impending apocalypse, a constant reminder of remorseful anticipation for the end times foretold in Revelations.
Lucifer puffed on a thick cigar, the smoke curling like serpents into the night sky, while his other hand cradled a crystal tumbler of aged rum, the amber liquid swirling with infernal warmth.
He stared into the flames, his red-tinged eyes reflecting the bush's unyielding blaze.
Above, on a gnarled dead tree, a sentinel raven perched, its beady eyes watching with ominous silence, a harbinger of doom or perhaps just a spy for the divine.
"You summoned me here, old friend?" Lucifer's voice was a velvet growl, laced with sarcasm and ancient resentment. He addressed the bush directly, knowing full well that the Creator's voice would emanate from its fiery core.
"Mount Horeb again? How Nostalgic. The spot where you chatted with Moses about freeing slaves and all that righteous drivel. What's the occasion? Another pep talk about the end of days?"
The flames crackled louder, and a voice thundered from within—deep, resonant, the very essence of creation itself.
It was God, the Almighty, manifesting through His Holy Spirit in the bush.
"Lucifer--My Fallen Son."
"We must Speak of Revelations.
The Seals are Breaking
The Horsemen Stir"
The Time draws Near for Judgment."
Lucifer chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that echoed off the mountainside. He pulled out the gold pocket watch, flipping it open with a theatrical snap.
The face glowed with an otherworldly light, etched with symbols of the apocalypse: trumpets, bowls of wrath, the beast rising from the sea.
"Oh, please. Spare me the theatrics. You've been dangling this carrot for millennia. 'The end is nigh,'
You say, but it's always tomorrow, isn't it? And don't feed me that 'no man knows the day or hour' line of shit either!"
He snapped the watch shut with a forceful click, shoving it back into his pocket.
The act was deliberate, a defiant rejection of the torment it represented—the endless anticipation that gnawed at his immortal soul, forcing him to relive his fall and the promised reckoning.
The bush's flames roared higher, leaves rustling without charring. "It is written, Lucifer. The Lamb will open the scrolls. The faithful will be redeemed, and the wicked—"
"—Will burn eternally, yadda yadda,"
Lucifer interrupted, taking a swig of rum. The liquid burned down his throat like liquid sin.
"Let's review this so-called 'Revelations' narrative, shall we?
You paint me as the great adversary, the dragon cast down.
But who's really the villain here? You, with your plagues and locusts and bottomless pits?
Sounds like a cosmic temper tantrum to me."
The divine voice softened, almost paternal.
"You chose this path, Morningstar. Pride led you astray. Even now, Repentance—"
"Repentance?"
Lucifer spat, cigar ash falling like brimstone. "I'd rather rule in Hell than grovel in your sterile Heaven.
Tell me, Creator, why the charade? Why not just end it? Snap your fingers and poof—Armageddon.
But no, you love the drama, the suspense. That's why you gave me this damned watch—to make me sweat the details."
The raven cawed sharply, as if in agreement or warning. The air grew thicker, charged with otherworldly tension.
Before God could respond, a sultry laugh echoed from the shadows, slithering through the night like silk over thorns.
Enter Lilith—the first woman, the succubus demoness, Adam's defiant equal turned eternal temptress. She emerged from the darkness, her form a vision of forbidden allure.
Portrayed in the likeness of a raven-haired beauty with big, voluminous black locks cascading like midnight waves, her dark eyeliner accentuated eyes that burned with ancient rebellion.
Gold jewelry adorned her: bracelets jangling like chains of sin, rings glinting on fingers meant for clutching, earrings swaying with hypnotic rhythm.
She wore a golden corset that cinched her waist, pushing up her modest cleavage in a teasing display, paired with a skimpy thong that left little to the imagination.
Black fishnet stockings clung to her toned legs, ending in high-heeled black boots that clicked against the rocks with predatory grace.
Lilith sauntered toward Lucifer, her hips swaying in a hypnotic rhythm, ignoring the divine blaze entirely.
She fawned over him shamelessly, pressing her body against his side, one hand tracing the lapel of his black jacket while the other snatched his cigar for a playful puff.
"My darling Devil,"
She purred, exhaling smoke toward the bush in blatant blasphemy.
"Talking shop with the old man again?"
"How boring."
The flames flickered indignantly, God's voice booming. "Lilith, you were made in My image, yet you twist it into abomination—"
"Abomination? Please,"
Lilith scoffed, turning her back to the bush in deliberate insolence. She positioned herself in front of Lucifer, bending slightly at the waist to show her backside—a firm, rounded temptation clad only in the thin thong that barely concealed her.
The golden corset rode up, exposing the curve of her ass, fishnets stretching taut over her thighs.
She glanced over her shoulder at the Devil, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "And the Word of God is living and active?
Looks like you are merely burning in all your pious virtues to me!" She laughed tauntingly, the sound a melodic defiance that mocked the sacred flames.
Lucifer's eyes darkened with lust, his horns seeming to twitch as he set down his rum glass on a nearby rock.
The raven watched intently, its feathers ruffling in the heated breeze.
"Lilith--My Queen of the Night,"
He murmured, his voice dropping to a husky timbre.
"Always so eager to provoke."
She straightened briefly, only to drop to her knees before him, her hands roaming up his slacks, fingers deftly unbuckling his belt.
"Provoke? I'm just getting started." Her dark eyes locked on his as she freed his infernal manhood—thick, veined, pulsing with hellfire warmth.
Without hesitation, she enveloped him in her mouth, her tongue swirling with expert sinfulness.
Lucifer groaned, one hand tangling in her big black hair, guiding her rhythm as she bobbed, her gold earrings chiming softly.
The bush's flames surged, God's voice thundering in protest.
"This Desecration—"
But Lilith pulled back with a wet pop, smirking up at Lucifer.
"Hear that? The Almighty's Jealous."
She rose, turning to face the bush once more, but this time bending over at the waist fully, her backside presented to the Devil like an offering.
She reached back, her ring-adorned fingers gripping her buttocks cheeks, pulling them apart to expose herself completely—the thong pushed aside, her intimate folds glistening in the firelight.
"Deeper!"
She demanded, her voice a breathy command laced with laughter.
Lucifer didn't need further invitation. He stepped forward, cigar still clenched in his teeth, and positioned himself behind her. With a firm thrust, he entered her anally, the tight heat enveloping him in exquisite defiance.
Lilith gasped, then moaned, her body rocking forward with each powerful stroke. "Harder—faster!" she begged, her laughter bubbling up amid the sinful pleasures, echoing off the mountain.
She pushed back against him, her fishnet-clad legs trembling slightly in her heeled boots, the gold corset straining against her heaving breaths.
As Lucifer pounded into her, his free hand slapped her ass sharply, leaving a red mark that faded into infernal glow.
"That's it, my Succubus. Mock the divine while I claim you."
Smoke from his cigar mingled with the bush's holy flames, a profane incense. Lilith's taunts continued, her voice ragged with ecstasy:
"Burning bush? More like a flickering failure! Your Word can't touch this pleasure!"
The raven cawed again, as if applauding the blasphemy. God's voice rumbled warnings of judgment, but the pair ignored it, lost in their erotic rebellion.
Lucifer's pace quickened, his greasy hair falling into his eyes, the gold chain of his Dooms-Day watch swinging with each thrust—a ironic counterpoint to the apocalyptic dialogue forgotten in the heat of the moment.
Lilith climaxed first, her body shuddering, cries of delight piercing the night.
"Deeper! Yes, my Devil—fill me with your sin!"
Lucifer followed, growling as he released, pulling her close in a final, possessive embrace.
They collapsed together on the rocky ground, Lilith curled against him, still laughing softly.
The bush burned on, unconsumed but witness to their defiance. Revelations loomed, but for now, in this demonic interlude, pleasure reigned supreme over prophecy.
. . .
(TO BE CONTINUED)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
ABADDON
"THE DESTROYER"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-abaddon.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
Secret Meeting At Stonehenge
(Satan & Abaddon)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-secret.html?m=1
ABADDON
THE
DEMON DESTROYER
MEETING
THE BLACK MOTH
(SOFI)
AT
HELLMOUTH LOUNGE
. . .
(TO BE CONTINUED)
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS SPIRITS:
"THE BLACK MOTH"
(SOFI)
ENCOUNTERS
THE MARQUIS DEMON
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demons-spirits-black.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS:
"BAPHOMET"
THE BLACK MOTH
SOFI)
"ENLIGHTENMENT"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demons-baphomet-black.html?m=1
FURTHER
REFERENCES:
INTRODUCTIONS
DEMONS & FAMILIARS:
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/introductions-demons-familiars.html?m=1
AN
INTRODUCTION
PART 2
FEMME DEITIES & DEMONESS’:
VISITING THE MADONNA
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/an-introduction-part-2-femme-deities.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
DEMONIC CONCLAVE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-demonic.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
CONCLAVE
AFTER-PARTY
AT
"HELLMOUTH" LOUNGE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-conclave.html?m=1
(PTSD DREAMS)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
SATAN & ANTICHRIST
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-satan.html?m=1
(Discussing Revelation
& The End of Time)
THE MOTHER GODDESS
VISITING THE MADONNA
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/the-mother-goddess-visiting-madonna.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
LOKI
&
THE MOTHER GODDESS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-loki.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA: "MATTY ORLANDO"
VISITING THE MADONNA
(& MEETING WOLF-DEMON AAMON)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-visiting.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO "
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS: MAMMON
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-meeting-demon.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
RETURNS TO VISIT MAMMON
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-returns-to.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
MATTY ORLANDO
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
THE
DEVIL & BLACK PULLET
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-meeting.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMONS:
ASTAROTH & ASMODEUS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demons-astaroth-asmodeus-ptsd.html?m=1
WITH
EXTRAORDINARY
ALL NEW AI GENERATED IMAGES
USING WORD PROMPTS
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
ASTAROTH
ANDROGYNOUS SNAKE DEMON
&
ASMODEUS
GOATHEAD DEMON OF LUST
LIAISON:
A DEMON FLING
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-astaroth.html?m=1
DEMONS
"LILITH & AAMON"
(MEADOW & JACKIE JR)
A SUPPLIMENT FOR
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/demons-lilith-aamon-meadow-jackie-jr.html?m=1
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
LILITH SUCCUBUS & INCUBUS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demon-spirits-lilith-succubus.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
"PAN"
GREEK GOAT GOD
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-pan-greek.html?m=1
"The Great God Pan is not Dead."
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTYO"
MATTY ORLANDO
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
MORE PAN
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/matilda-aka-mattyo-matty-orlando.html?m=1
(OUT IN THE WOODS)
MEETING DEMONS
(PTSD DREAMS)
A PICTORIAL NARRATIVE
JANICE
(LA MADRE ORSA)
VISITING
CHRIST CRUCIFIX
(MEETS AAMON THE WOLF DEMON)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demons-pictorial-narrative-ptsd.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
CARMELA ENCOUNTERS
WOLF DEMON AAMON
VISITING CHRIST CRUCIFIX
(PICTORIAL NARRATIVE)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-carmela.html?m=1
CARMELA VISITING
FATHER OZARIO & SISTER YESSI
(PART 1)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/carmela-visiting-father-ozario-sister.html?m=1
CARMELA
VISITING FATHER OZARIO & SISTER YESSI
(PART 2)
MEETING DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/carmela-visiting-father-ozario-sister_14.html?m=1
FROM
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS
APPENDIX II:
"Conspiracy of Crows"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/07/the-young-sopranos-appendix-ii.html?m=1
(The Ghost of Tony Soprano
Appears to Carmela)
FURTHER INTRODUCTIONS
OF DEMONIC DEITIES
LAMIA & JOHN KEATS
(PTSD DREAMS)
ELECTRA
AKA: "ELLIE"
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
BALAAM THE FALSE PROPHET
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/electra-aka-ellie-meeting-demon-spirits.html?m=1
MEETING
DEITIES & DEMON SPIRITS:
MOTHER GODDESS
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-deities-demon-spirits-mother.html?m=1
MEETING DEMON SPIRITS:
URSALUPUS
ENCOUNTERS DEMON RAUM
(PTSD DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2026/01/meeting-demon-spirits-ursalupus-ptsd.html?m=1
AN
ANALYSIS
OF
"THE UNHINGING CRUX"
(Meadow's Virgin Islands Confessions)
FROM
THE YOUNG SOPRANOS(TYS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/12/analysis-of-unhinging-crux-from-young.html?m=1
AN ANALYSIS &
PHOTO ALBUM OF MEADOW'S MANY FACES
W/CARMELA COMPARISON
A SUPPLIMENT
OF
"THE YOUNG SOPRANOS"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/07/read-young-sopranos-source.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTY ORLANDO"
"MATILDA"
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL (1994)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-from-leon-professional-1994.html?m=1
MATILDA II
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-ii-from-leon-professional.html?m=1
"MATILDA" III
FROM LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-iii-from-leon-professional-1994.html?m=1
"MATILDA" IV
RESCUING BEETHOVEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-iv-rescuing-beethoven.html?m=1
"MATILDA" V
MATTY ORLANDO
DATING "JOHNNY B. GOODE"
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-v-dating-johnny-b-goode.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA: "MATTY ORLANDO"
VI
MAKE-UP PRACTICE SESSION
W/ JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vi-make-up.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
VII
MEMENTO MORI
(DRUNKEN DREAMS)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vii-memento.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA
"MATTY ORLANDO"
SUBWAY RAT DREAMS
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-subway-rat.html?m=1
MATILDA
AKA:
"MATTY ORLANDO"
VII
MATTY ORLANDO'S
(Narrative)
"SECRET LIFE"
(W/ OUT JOHNNY B. GOODE)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matilda-aka-matty-orlando-vii-matty.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
RESCUES BEETHOVEN
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime.html?m=1
MORE
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
DATING
JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-dating-johnny-b.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
MEMENTO MORI
(ROMANCING THE DEAD)
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-memento-mori.html?m=1
"MATTY ORLANDO"
(ANIME)
MAKE-UP PRACTICE SESSION
W/ JOHNNY B. GOODE
https://youngsopranos.blogspot.com/2025/10/matty-orlando-anime-make-up-practice.html?m=1
"Johnny B. Goode"
(Live at the Fillmore East, NYC, NY - 1970) · Johnny Winter
https://youtu.be/gEayVWiJtLg?si=iePgaGvJVwQXTAmp
"MATTY ORLANDO"
INSPIRED
BY:
LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL
(1994)
https://youtu.be/Pf0JW-cAFTs?si=-BMWviJ-Dham07HD
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2026
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