I’ve been absent for some time. I’ve mostly been working and giving my mind a chance to relax when possible. Some of you may know that I had been working toward getting published. Thus far, I have only received rejection letters. That’s fine; I have many creative outlets. I doubt I’ll be posting anything of substance particularly soon. Music and painting have taken over for the time being. 

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It is speculated that as much as 4% of the US adult population engages in self-harm, but I’m not here to bore you with statistics. I’ve recently noticed a growing trend on the photo sharing app “Instagram” in which people are cutting themselves and posting pictures of the aftermath for all to see. Yes, you read that correctly; they’re showing off their intentional mutilation.

Not so long ago, I was nothing more than a misguided miscreant and I too cut myself. I did it out of anger, out of sadness; I did it because I felt too much, or because I couldn’t feel at all. I have scars up and down my arms, memories of a much more naive me, but the last thing I wanted was for others to see. I wore long sleeves or bandaged myself inconspicuously, and eventually began cutting in places a t-shirt shirt would cover. Even when I was still engaging in the act, I knew it was shameful and unnatural. It wasn’t a cry for help, it was downright stupidity. 

Now I see these kids (and adults, although I can’t help but view them as childlike in mentality or intellect) putting their “boo-boos” on display for anyone and everyone to stumble across. They’ve even taken up using hashtags to mark them appropriately and facilitate their finding. Do not be fooled, ladies and gentlemen. These people do not deserve your attention, for that is all they are after.

Nearly every comment you will see under these pictures are people feeling sorry for them, some even genuinely worried, feeding these pathetic parasites the attention they crave. These supposed tortured souls thrive on this. Their lives are so insignificant and dull that they must resort to mutilating themselves for attention. We get it; your life sucks.

Though your life obviously isn’t too horrible, considering you’re using either an iPod touch or an iPhone to post this garbage. Last I checked, those collectively ranged in price from $199 to $849. And while material possessions won’t necessarily bring you happiness, it’s safe to assume that if you (or mommy and daddy) can afford an Apple product, you also have food and a home. I’ll even take it a bit further and guess that you own a TV as well! And how could I forget about a computer? You must have a computer if you’re using an iPod or iPhone!

Do you see what I’m getting at? No? Okay. Take all of your pretty little possessions and then consider the lives of those people living in third world countries, plagued by disease and famine. Consider the people right here in the good ol’ USA that are homeless, living in shelters. Consider the lives of our own soldiers who have been brutally disfigured, maimed and/or killed in the past nine years. Ah, yes. Now you’re starting to understand! Your life isn’t so bad now, is it?

So, I have this bit of advice for you leeches: SHIT OR GET OFF THE POT. If your life is really that bad; if you’re so cowardly as to run away from life; end it. Quit wasting bandwidth and get it over with already. That’s a bit harsh, but so is the act they are popularizing. Being a Satanist, I do not sincerely promote suicide. I cherish life (particularly my own) above all else, as I only have one chance to live it. I do, however, feel that there are plenty of worthless “psychic vampires” that would be better off leaving this world to those of us that enjoy and embrace it.

I don’t know your problems; your life may truly be god-awful. But I can, from my own experience, recognize certain behavioral patterns and say most assuredly that you are only seeking attention and doing so in a negative way. You’re all so self-absorbed that you’ve created these false expectations within yourselves, demanding that the world be handed to you and throwing a tantrum when no one delivers. Grow the fuck up. This sense of entitlement that the younger generation possesses has to end. What a shocker, the real world can be cold and ugly! It’s up to you to create your own path to fulfillment and happiness. Nothing worthwhile is going to come about from you pouting and cutting yourself.

To any “cutters” that happen across this post: I hope this served as a kick in the ass to you. I sincerely hope that you evaluate your life and put an end to your self-harm. Figure yourself out. Decide what you want in life. Make it happen. You’re the only one that can.

And to the rest of you? Maybe this helped you to recognize these attention seeking individuals for what they are. Don’t waste your time on them. After publishing this post, I won’t be wasting any more time on them either.

Hail Life! Hail Satan!
Evan 

Let me start by saying this: I have never truly hated “God”, only the fanatics that worship him.

Now that I’ve offended and weeded out the sheep, let me elaborate.

God is an invention of man; an explanation for worldly events that we could not understand in the past. God is a scare tactic; the most successful implementation of crowd control to date. God is an excuse for the self-loathing masochists who deprive themselves of a natural, earthly existence in exchange for a postmortem party in the sky. God represents guilt, denial and irrationality.

All religious texts were written by man, translated by man, interpreted by man, and rewritten by man. They and their teachings evolve to fit whatever works best to manipulate human behavior at the time.

Those who propagate religious teachings are con men seeking to feed their egos and fill the collection plates. “Gotta keep that private jet fueled! Life isn’t easy, even when you’re tax-exempt!”

Some follow these religious doctrines in order to fill a “vacancy” within themselves; subjecting themselves to a life of deprivation, denying their natural desires, permeated by guilt for being-you guessed it-human! God is their crutch. “Surely if I live a miserable life, I will be rewarded with luxury and happiness when I’m dead!”

Others (and this is the majority) simply say they follow a religious doctrine despite their actions telling otherwise. This is usually due to their parents “passing down” a certain denomination or foundation for their faith. These people are afraid to shirk their inaccurate spiritual label, for it’s more socially acceptable to be a shitty Christian than it is to be a good Satanist. “And boy how, I sure do wanna fit in! God forbid if I were different and thought for myself!”

God represents herd mentality and the ostracism of all who do not fit the cookie cutter mold. “I think we can all agree that a world full of homogenous types would be mighty swell! Shun the nonbelievers!”

And then there are the few, the proud. No, not the Marines (although they are fine men and women, as well). The Gods among men. The free thinkers. The rationalists. The lovers of life and all that it has to offer. Those that accept responsibility for their actions, placing no blame or praise on a power higher than the self. Those that understand and embrace the will to power, self-preservation, and do not waste time on spiritual pipe dreams. We forge our own path and destroy those that stand in our way. We do not feel guilt for satisfying our natural desires and will never prostrate ourselves to a mythical omnipotent spaceman.

We are everything above and below, and all that lies in between. We accept ourselves for the beasts that we are and live accordingly.

We do not ask that you join us.
We don’t want your children.
We are born, not made.
Fear us.

Hail Satan!
Evan