It’s Time to Eat!

Alright, friends, this is day two of my Seven Deadly Sins. As we continue our spiraling staircase down into Hell alongside our friend Dante, we come to a ghastly site. Cerberus watches over an unending storm of ice that rains upon the heads of those consumed by the sin Gluttony while they were alive. Here, in Hell, they are face down in a “vile slush” which symbolizes the personal degradation of one who overindulged in food, drink and other worldly pleasures, while unable to see others lying nearby. This torture is designed to mimic their cold and selfish nature while on Earth.

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I did not draw this, it’s far too good. 

Date’s Inferno is so cool, you guys have got to check it out.

The website deadlysins.com defines Gluttony as “an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires”, which could just be stuck into Lust if you ask me, but nobody did so I’ll keep writing.

What I get when I read about this Sin is that there’s no getting out of it anymore, at least in this day and age. We consume far more than we require of far more than just food. I mean, yeah, we all over eat (I did yesterday), but we are also consuming natural resources faster than we should, though that’s more a few really wealthy people who want to get more wealthy.

We consume media in large amounts and I know that’s damn true because we all have Twitter or Facebook or Instagram or whatever you use to show the world how happy your life is. I check Twitter a lot because I get bored, so I’m right there with you.

Here’s the kicker: Satanists don’t care. That’s not to say that we don’t care about the environment or eating too much and gaining weight or how much we check our phones, we just don’t care what you do.

As Satanists, we have our own set of Sins, the Ninth being “Lack of Aesthetic”. This just means that you have a look in mind that will allow you the greatest Lesser Magic abilities you can at any time… at least that’s how my brain takes it.  We also practice Indulgence not Compulsion as the only thing that should be dictating our lives is ourselves. These two things combined makes it nearly impossible for a Satanist to be a glutton, but we may allow ourselves to be gluttonous from time to time. Let me explain…

When I was 13 I was driving in the front seat with my mom and my little sister was in the back seat. She was doing something (I can’t remember) to annoy me at the time and I was giving it back, only far more mean because I was a teenager and also older. My Mom was trying to get us to stop when I seemingly crossed a line in the sand. She pulled over, stopped, smacked me across the face and said,

“You’re being a bitch. You’re not a bitch, but you’re being a bitch”

This has always stuck with me because it is so true! The meaning of the quote and that I was being a bitch, I’m sure I was. But after everything I learned two things: 1) My mom can slap hard and 2) You can do something without letting it define you.

I love McChickens. I know, how freaking gross is that? I don’t know why but they’re just so good and they’re even better when you’re drunk or hung over. I admit that there was a time where I ate a few too many of them while also not working out enough to counter their nasty, so I gained some weight. I’m 5’8″ and was around 155, which was not part of the aesthetics I wanted to present. So, I stopped getting them as much and started walking more.

Oh, I also HATE working out so instead I just walk around my town and listen to music. Now, I’m 140 and that looks a lot better to me. The thing is, I still get my damn McChickens, I just make sure they’re not fucking with my life. Sometimes I get one in a week, other times I’ll eat 4 and a fry because it’s what I want, Satan damn it!

It’s not ruining my life, nor how I want to look. I’m not hurting others and they’re only a dollar and some change after tax, so they’re not expensive. So who cares?

Who cares if you are on Insta a lot as long as you’re getting your important work or homework done as well? I don’t.

The biggest thing that bugs me about the Seven Deadly Sins, and I’m sure I’ll say this again, is that they are way too nosey. The Church had to control people and they made use they could do that by knowing everything that was going on in the lives of their flock and then telling them it was wrong. I honestly don’t give a shit what my neighbors are doing as long as it doesn’t hurt me, their children, or their animals. As soon as one of those issues comes up, it starts to become my business. That’s just because I would move Hell and Earth to save an animal or a kid. I can’t help it, there’s just this Beast inside me that comes out when either of those things are in danger… It’s a super power. I digress… again.

But go ahead and enjoy whatever your McChicken is! If your McChicken is getting them likes on that Insta, post a great picture. (Extra points if you tag me and give it the hashtag #MyMcChicken). If your McChicken is having sex, go out and get some! (Don’t tag me in that).

And every once in a while, if you’re worried you might be slipping into a grey area between indulgence and compulsion (because sometimes it takes a moment to check yourself) just go to the bathroom, look in the mirror, smack yourself and say

“You’re being a bitch. You’re not a bitch, but you’re being a bitch” 

HS!

LH

 

Author: imasatanistand

Member of the Church of Satan, Teacher, Lighting Designer, Cat Lover

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