My name is Gwenn

I am pleased to be able to have a chance to express myself here. I lived and died in rural England, I am not at all certain where; don't recall the manner of my death either. My first awareness was of sitting in a grassy field near a stream, with trees nearby. It was not a terrifying experience, in fact it was very tranquil. Soon I found out that merely by wishing to be somewhere, I was there. I'd wondered aloud to myself what it would be like to see about me from the branches of a tree I was looking at and found myself quite suddenly perched on one of the branches, quite high up. All that I saw from this vantage were more fields and trees. I also found that I could if I wish fly, and pass through things. I remember many times saying to myself, "I did not know I could do that!," as if I possessed some unknown awareness of a time when I really could not. It was a delightful time of discovery for me. I passed many days and nights in this peaceful manner, going about from field to field, until I came to a ruined building that I know now to have been at one time an abbey or cloister. There I met another person like unto myself, an older woman named Jenny who explained many things about my estate and introduced me to the delights of pleasure. She and i parted after a space because she was looking for someone whom she'd lost, someone very dear to her. You can imagine my surprise to find her arriving here at Outlands one night when we all were in the Delirium. By the way, she did eventually find her mate, a rabbi who'd lived in the Lithuanian town of vilna. He is with us as well.

I wish to address something from my own perspective, something which will crop eventually here as various of us make our posts. I wish to be very specific and very clear. Firstly, we are who we say we are, we are succubi. We are ethereal, sexually active beings. Our sexuality, as is yours, is a means whereby the Divine passes through you at the moment of orgasm. Although you might think it humourous, and to some extent it is, there is a very good reason many people cry out, "O God! O God! O God!" at that moment, it is because They (God) are passing through you. To you Christians who may peruse our material, we are not demons, we are not sent from Satan. That is a delusion foisted upon you by the fear incipient within Christianity's teachings, the same teachings which admonish you, "There is no fear in love," as it is written in the First Epistle of John. We are not about fear, we are not meant to cause fear. Quite the opposite. And to you occultists who feel quite similarly to the Christians, that we are demonic or low-occult beings whom you may trap and enslave for your sexual pleasure, I point out to you that any entity which you might ensnare for your carnal purposes is not one of us, rather but a low-order, probably demonic entity who will pay you back for your foolishness.

While many of us have acted the vicious, frightening sexual predator who visits at night, we here at Outlands do not so do, and part of our mission is to gather together our brothers and sisters and set them on their rightful evolutionary destiny as spiritual beings. As of this writing we have yet to have had anyone refuse our offer of a home, others with whom they might speak, and work to do.

Finally I would admonish those young men of whom I become aware, sitting alone in your rooms, chanting spells with which to draw one of us to yourself that you may be spared the trouble and effort of developing a real and meaningful sexual/emotiomal/social intellectual relationship with another flesh-and-blood human being: you will get what you ask for, as in the Wiccan saying, "Be careful what you wish for, you might get it." If you in fact get one of my sisters or brothers, they will often likely have an unpleasant nature which you thoroughly will not enjoy; more likely you would receive a visit from a demonic entity such as I have described above.

We welcome questions from all!