What would perfect communism look like in reality? ...

Perfect communism, described as economic liberation, freedom,
peace, and justice,
could be attained only through the practice of such policies
in the society it hopes to benefit.

But in actual experience Communists have jailed, tortured,
and terrorized hundreds of millions of people
for almost seventy years.
How could such practice result in a just, mild,
and loving society?

'Christian communism' is a utopian impossibility,
a nightmare of exploitation.
The theology of revolution is a patent absurdity,
a contradiction in terms.

"What fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness?
and what communion hath light with darkness?
What concord hath Christ with Belial? or what part hath
he that believes with an infidel?"

(2 Corinthians 6:14, 15)

( "Marx and Satan" by Richard Wurmbrand )

Marx started out as a Christian believer.
When he finished high school, the following was written on
his graduation certificate under the heading
"Religious Knowledge":
His knowledge of the Christian faith and morals is fairly clear
and well grounded.
He knows also to some extent the history of the Christian church.
(..)

Shortly after Marx received this certificate, something
mysterious happened in his life:
he became profoundly and passionately antireligious.

A new Marx began to emerge.
He writes in a poem,
"I wish to avenge myself against the One who rules above."

So he was convinced that there is One above who rules,
but was quarrelling with Him.

Yet, the One above had done him no wrong. Marx belonged to
a relatively well-to-do family. He had not faced hunger
in his childhood. He was much better off than many fellow
students. What produced such a terrible hatred for God?

No personal motive is known.
Was Karl Marx in this declaration only someone else's mouthpiece?

At an age when most young men have beautiful dreams of doing good
to others and preparing a career for themselves, the young Marx
wrote the following lines in his poem

"Invocation of One in Despair":

So a god has snatched from me my all,
In the curse and rack of destiny.
All his worlds are gone beyond recall.
Nothing but revenge is left to me.

I shall build my throne high overhead,
Cold, tremendous shall its summit be.

For its bulwark - superstitious dread.
For its marshal - blackest agony.
Who looks on it with a healthy eye,
Shall turn back, deathly pale and dumb,
Clutched by blind and chill mortality,
May his happiness prepare its tomb

Marx dreamt about ruining the world created by God.
He said in another poem:

Then I will be able to walk triumphantly,
Like a god, through the rains of their kingdom.
Every word of mine is fire and action.
My breast is equal to that of the Creator.

The words "I shall build my throne high overhead"
and the confession that from the one sitting on this throne
will emanate only dread and agony

remind us of Lucifer's proud boast,
"I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above
the stars of God"
(Isaiah 14:13).

Perhaps it was no coincidence that Bakunin, who was for a time
one of Marx's most intimate friends, wrote,
One has to worship Marx in order to be loved by him.
One has at least to fear him
in order to be tolerated by him.
Marx is extremely proud, up to dirt and madness.

Why did Marx wish such a throne?

(...)
We will be able to understand the drama Oulanem only in the light
of a strange confession that Marx made in a poem called
"The Player",
later downplayed by both himself and his followers:

" The hellish vapours rise and fill the brain,
Till I go mad and my heart is utterly changed.
See this sword?
The prince of darkness
Sold it to me.

For me he beats the time and gives the signs.
Ever more boldly I play the dance of death. "

These lines take on special significance when we learn that
in the rites of higher initiation in the Satanist cult
an "enchanted" sword which ensures success is sold to
the candidate.
He pays for it by signing a covenant, with blood taken from
his wrists,
agreeing that his soul will belong to Satan.