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Thaes Deofles Cirice "The Devil's Church" is a For Fun page containing all things Satanic. Ningishzida is His Oldest Name.

My real name is Joshua but the word   itself is Abrahamic and derived from the impurity of jewry, so how do I figure out...
04/12/2026

My real name is Joshua but the word itself is Abrahamic and derived from the impurity of jewry, so how do I figure out the true nature of my given legal name? I research back into history alongside knowing that my name means "Delivered by the God(s)," and since the Sumerians are the oldest civilization on Earth with a written language carbon dated, I'll focus there, and since my Patron God is Ningishzida π’€­π’Š©π’Œ†π’„‘π’£π’• , that puts the true nature of my name Joshua as Ningishzidasurra π’€­π’Š©π’Œ†π’„‘π’£π’•π’‹©π’Š, which thus means "Delivered by Ningishzida."

The creator god doesn't care hence why he allowed evolution and natural selection to be based on the spoils of the most sadistic denizens of this Damn Hell. Cavemen had to eat and viciously slaughter other animals to make their way to the top of the food chain and they couldn't be total cowards, weaklings, and idiots or natural selection would decline their survival.

This is the nature of the creator god's realm, a Damn Hell where animals must kill or be killed in order to eat and survive another day. If there's not enough water for 2 animals, they must decide which one will die 🎲 so that the other can live another day in hopes of finding more water. If they can strategize and conserve the water in gambling that their combined bodily strength if preserved will be a mutual benefit to each other. So called "ethics" derived from that primordial psychology of collective survival. We don't "love our neighbor" because it's the ethical thing to do, we have the primordial instincts imbued psychologically into us that if we leave our neighbors to die, we may regret not having the extra body power to hunt a larger animal or to dig a deeper water well.

teaches and is the original bearer of the caduceus. Some call him as he's the original serpent god from which Abrahamism based their plagiarism with regards to their adversarial god. The Garden of Eden story derives from cuneiform thousands of years older than the oldest Hebrew inscriptions of jewry. Noah the long-nosed Jew didn't save humans from the flood caused by the tantrum wind god Enlil after humans disrupted his beauty sleep with their noises, the god of Magic taught humans how to build an ark to escape Enlil's childish wrath. Enlil is the kind of god that's selfish and king-like while not caring about the humans his Father created, and his Father An is adrift in his own little world of gods with little to no benefits to humans.

All humans go to the of Kur 𒆳 before they sit in a chair and reincarnate. Sumerians even knew about which only gets more recorded on more documents as wisdom migrated to Eastern civilizations but is referenced when sitting in chairs in Kur 𒆳 and the soul teleportation process that happens resulting in reincarnation. Ningishzida's throne is in the palace of which reincarnates him to Earth in the form of the seasons and cycles of nature. I've sat in chairs in Kur 𒆳 before and found the quality and placement of the chairs has significant effect over where I'll be reincarnated to. Kur 𒆳 is a gloomy place but even Kur 𒆳 is not forever as the consciousness must eventually migrate. If all there is to sit and rest in a dilapidated wasteland of death after a seemingly long walk through the wastes is a cheap bus stop bench amongst fallen structures, sometimes lazyness has a price that can affect a whole lifetime. Ningishzida sits in a throne in a royal palace and thus he reincarnates back to Earth as a god. Your physical body is non-existent in Kur 𒆳 or any realm for that matter so you're not in true need of sitting and resting in your spirit form, but emotions can conceive a false need to sit down in a chair which can have its consequences.

All the later books humans wrote of religion aren't entirely erroneous as they delve into the astral plane of human consciousness and can serve as guides, but as far as originality, quoting any book as evidence is scientifically, metaphysically and spiritually vain. One must look to other aspects of evidence since our reality is based on time, space, and all the matter and consciousness around us, not just books. We write books to catalogue what our consciousness allowed us to perceive but those original perceptions are the reality, not the books we write.

Everything is made of particles which have a unique number for each element, and carbon dating of tracing of Element Number 6 and its 4-dimensional coordinates on various historical artifacts places the age of the Sumerian tablets approximately 2000-4000+ years older than the oldest Hebrew documents off which jewry, xtianity, and muslimry are based.

~High Priest Ningishzidasurra π’€­π’Š©π’Œ†π’„‘π’£π’•π’‹©π’Š of Thaes Deofles Cirice

04/08/2026

Sag-ur-sag: Man's Incubus Wanga
An Original Stateless Sovereignty of Satan Production, stateless-sovereignty-of-satan.com

(Verse 1)
Upon the dunes of ancient Kemet, where the Nile did rise and fall,
A shadow moves, a desire wakes, I hear the desert call.
Not of this realm, but a visitor from a forgotten age,
I bring the heat of the noon-day sun, I'll turn your every page.

(Chorus)
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, in my arms you'll find release,
A dance of lust, a spell of light, your soul I'll gently keep.
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, no more sorrow, no more grief,
I'm your desire, your wildest dream, a secret you will never speak.

(Verse 2)
The pyramids are whispering secrets, stories untold,
Of love and passion, wild and free, from days of old.
I'll show you pleasures you've never known, I'll take you to the brink,
In this moonlit temple, in my embrace, we'll rise, we will not sink.

(Chorus)
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, in my arms you'll find release,
A dance of lust, a spell of light, your soul I'll gently keep.
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, no more sorrow, no more grief,
I'm your desire, your wildest dream, a secret you will never speak.

(Bridge)
The hieroglyphs are coming to life, they're guiding us tonight,
Through ancient rites and hidden paths, bathed in soft moonlight.
The smell of myrrh, the sound of drums, the beat of our own hearts,
This moment is a timeless dance, a journey that never starts.

(Chorus)
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, in my arms you'll find release,
A dance of lust, a spell of light, your soul I'll gently keep.
Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga, no more sorrow, no more grief,
I'm your desire, your wildest dream, a secret you will never speak.

(Outro)
As the sun begins to rise, and the desert starts to wake,
Our time together has been divine, a memory we will make.
I'll be waiting in the shadows, whenever you need my touch,
A sacred bond, a whispered vow, Sag-ur-sag, Man's Incubus Wanga.

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