The Seven Sins of Christmas (Greed)

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, some knock-off apple air pods. But why didn’t he get the real ones?

Yeah, people like to say that Christmas is about Jesus or whatever other Holiday. Others say it’s about family, which it is! But we can’t deny that there is a little monster inside of every one of us that loves to get gifts. We all want things and the idea that somebody might get you something you don’t want to buy yourself is an amazing idea.

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Also, quiet down back there Karen, we all know that when you say “I prefer to GIVE gifts!” you actually mean “I hunger for praise and thanks!”, so don’t act like you’re not also a greedy bastard.

I don’t mean to hate on Christmas, I love Christmas. I also really love getting and giving gifts, it’s a big part of the holiday. That doesn’t mean that we can’t also nod and say, Yes, I do want things. There’s nothing wrong with greed as long as it doesn’t control you.

The entire Holiday Season is about eating huge amounts of food! We shovel Thanksgiving Turkey and Christmas Ham into our faces, finishing it off with mashed potatoes and other heavy, fatty foods. It’s amazing.

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Even here! I said in my last post that I was gonna see you tomorrow but then I didn’t. Why? Greedy with my time. I have stuff to do, it’s halfway to Christmas! So, meet me back here next week when I cover the next Sin of the Season!

I’ll see you later, my Darling Devils!

HS!

LH

It’s Time to Talk about the Real Meaning of Christmas

It’s December and that means the Christmas decorations are up in my household! I’ve got snowflakes hanging fro the ceiling and taped to the windows, lights are up, and a tree will be coming into the house shortly.

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Christmas is on of my favorite holidays all year for a few reasons. For one thing, it’s basically Thanksgiving 2.0 at my family’s various parties because we all make the same dishes. What’s great is that the family is so large, we end up having a party for half the family on Christmas Eve, a smaller party Christmas Day with the closer family, and then a final party that night with other half of the family. Each of these parties has the traditional foods and rituals we all follow year after year. They’ve evolved slightly, but have largely remained the same.

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Now, I know that some Satanists take pains to go against anything that may have been even lightly brushed with the taint of one of the Ahberhamic religions, and that’s fine, they have the right to do that, I just don’t think it’s all that big of a deal if a Satanist says “bless you” or puts a star tree topper up. You wanna know why? Because Christmas isn’t about Jesus anymore. You wanna know what it does celebrate? Say it with me, The Seven Deadly Sins!

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Not my dog, sadly

I know I only recently did a whole look into the sins, but there’s something about Christmas that just gets me all excited for them again! So, I will be looking into each one of the individually and how they pertain to Christmas, that way we can get over ourselves and jump into the holiday! Don’t worry this won’t all be negative because, as I said earlier, I love Christmas. Used to hate it, now I’ve fallen back in love.

I hope everyone out there is safe and sound this holiday season. If any of my readers traditionally don’t do Christmas, then happy that. I don’t know. I’m a white woman from rural Washington, chill.

Have a great day and I’ll see you tomorrow for our first Sin!

HS!

LH

 

I’d like to say Thank You

For those who don’t know, today is the day in history in which Anton LaVey shuffled off this mortal coil in 1997, but that’s not what I’m here for really focus on. Instead, I’d like to say thank you.

Something that really amazes me is that LaVey created Satanism and was able to pull me into a religion 20 years after his death! (I joined last year). Talk about some strong lesser magic. I remember looking through the various pages on the Church of Satan site and being entranced by the pictures of LaVey in these dark, interesting photos, surrounded by imagery that many would call “creepy”.

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Photo Credit: Church of Satan Archives 

Well, I thought they were damn cool! I was drawn further into the Church of Satan because this man was presenting himself as confident, dark, and creative, which was something I saw in myself as well. I wanted to know more.

I realize now that this is the second layer of defense that LaVey had against those he didn’t want in the Church of Satan, the first being the name. If you can hear that title, see the Satanic imagery and still want to learn more, then you might be a Satanist. Probably not, but maybe. Once you allow yourself to sink into the darkness and have fun with it, you can get down into the beliefs into the Church of Satan, which are nothing more than (seemingly) obvious.

Some people say that they find themselves within a religion and I just gotta say, that’s total bullshit. I didn’t find myself within The Satanic Bible, but I saw me. I saw LaVey sitting down with a glass of red wine, creating a religion for himself that was able to reach past his death, 20 years into the future, and touch me. I didn’t need a name for how I was living my life, because I was always going to be living in a Satanic manner, but I had the name Satanism because of Anton LaVey.

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Photo Credit: Church of Satan Archives

I saw those people around me worshipping an idea that never seemed to actually do anything but was still given all the credit and that pissed me off. I saw people harming others and forcing their ideas onto others in the name of this idea and that pissed me off. LaVey saw this, too, and created something else. I am the god that must be worshipped. I am the god that can change tides and move mountains and I WILL be given credit where credit is due.

So, thank you Dr. LaVey, for seeing clearly. Thank you for taking what I was feeling my whole life and putting it to paper, decades before I was a glimmer in my mama’s eye. Thank you for being unapologetic about who you were and what you enjoyed. Thank you for creating The Satanic Bible and the Church of Satan so that I might eventually wander through its proverbial doors and discover I was already there, leafing through the pages.

There are various hats I wear in various times in my life. Downtown Party Lauren isn’t the same as Teaching Children Lauren isn’t the same as Lighting Designer Lauren, but one thing I always keep with me is the words written by Anton LaVey, as the teachings of Satanism, the ones I felt but never had the words for, will always inform my decisions.

So, thank you to Anton LaVey, and also to the rest of the founding members that have taken up the torch since LaVey passed. It is because of them that young folks, like me, were able to finally have the word to describe who we are: Satanist.

Have a wonderful rest of your Monday, my Darling Devils, and I’ll see you tomorrow.

Hail Anton LaVey!

HS!

LH

I Worship Beauty

I walk a lot. I like to take a route that goes from my house to downtown to the ferry docks and back. There’s a long trail that goes through two parks and the whole trek is probably about 4 miles. I try to do this walk whenever I can because not only is it good for my body but it is beautiful. I get to see the various people and buildings downtown and the brick and older folk that hangout in the Fairhaven area. I also get to walk through the forest and along the Puget Sound, where I’ll sometimes see various animals such as seals and ducks playing in the water. It’s a beautiful walk and I greatly enjoy my time. (Also, my butt looks great).

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Not from last night, but still from my route

Last night’s walk was particularly wonderful for a few reasons. For one, the weather wasn’t super hot, though it was a little muggy, but the clouds were back and there was a light rain, so it wasn’t too bad. At one point, it did start raining a little harder, though this was a great mishap as I was able to get an espresso poured over Oreo gelato and it was AMAZING! I also had to wait on two long trains, which was not amazing, but that’s okay.

A few times, I would stop on my walk and just look around at all the wonderful beauty around me. Normally, I walk while listening to music, but when I take my little moments, I pause the sound and listen to whatever there is to hear. Sometimes, its conversation. Other times, all I hear are the sounds of The Sound; waves shush against the beach rocks, gulls and ducks chatter and dip under the water, and the wind whispers damp, salty air through my hair.

It was lovely. Well, until some damn woman came up and started talking to me. She wanted to point out the river otters that were playing just off shore, which I had been looking at, and comment on the general beauty of the scene. I agreed with her. The sun was setting and streaming through small breaks in the clouds onto the calm Puget Sound waters. In some places, the pink light caught the shadow of rain falling in the distance, dyeing it.

The woman then signed deeply and said “God is great” and, since this was a stranger, I simply nodded in agreement. I understood what she meant and I also didn’t want to get into an argument with a stranger on a dock. What she saw was a scene made for her by a creator who she called God. She thought she was seeing His hand in the waves, the hills, the birds, the light. She thought that she was seeing God through nature.

In the end, we agreed. What she was trying to say to me was that she thought what we were seeing together was breathtaking, which was true, we just had a different perspective. I think mine is far more beautiful than a creator. I look at the Puget Sound and I see the randomness of The Universe that, hundreds of years ago, began to create the necessary components for stars, which warm our home. The Sun just so happened to form and Earth came together just in the perfect spot for liquid water to occur, giving life a fighting chance. That water froze and flowed and changed the face of the planet, changed where my ancestors came and went, changed my life. The choices of people who would never know me or imagine me made it possible for me to even exist on this random planet.

I looked at the beauty of the Puget Sound as I stood there with this woman and felt awe. I was blessed with life thanks to events out of my control and that is what I worship. I thank the Universe for existing and Life for allowing me to experience it. I would never credit such glory to anything but nature and my heart hurt slightly for the woman who would never bother to learn about what really had to happen for us to be standing there together, looking at the river otters gliding through the water, because she thought she already knew. She thought it was a gift from God.

I said my goodbye and began to walk, Lighting Crashes by Live playing in my headphones. Others had stopped to watch the river otters in the sunset-stained water and I wondered how they saw the moment. I wondered if they were even thinking about it.

Later on, I was alone on the trail and saw the river otter again, this time swimming in a water hole shaded by birch trees. I had the moment to myself this time and didn’t waste it thinking about glaciers or god. This time, I watched the otter glide between flustered geese and ducks. I took note of how his nose popped up and down as he swam and how the color of his coat matched the logs that he slid past.

The sun has started to come out and seems to promise another beautiful evening walk. I can’t wait to see what the universe has for me to stumble upon today.

Hail Beauty, my Darlings!

HS!

LH

 

We Journey Further into The Pit

Hello, My Dearest Devils, and welcome back! I am excited to continue down the path, further into the torturous realm of “sinners”, or so they were labeled by The Church in order to sway the public’s opinion of them. As we enter the fourth level, we are ignored.

The souls here are too preoccupied with pushing massive weights at each other in a slow, unending joust. One group are the souls that hoarded possessions while the others spent it without thought and are now watched over by Pluto. Here, we see many prominent Cardinals and Popes.

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This is the last circle we will enter with our friend Dante as this is the last that corresponds with our Seven Deadly Sins, besides Anger, so we might visit when that pops us for us as Rage. If you guys enjoy this series, we can always come back and complete the tour of Hell. If that goes well, I can do a series on The Seven Heavenly Virtues, too, just for fun.

But, for now, let’s talk about Greed. To be honest, I think this one could be lumped up with Envy or, again, Lust, but that’s based off the definition found on this website Deadlysins.com. It says:

“Greed is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness” -DeadlySins.com

See? Seems like Lust or Envy to me, so I’m going to base this entry off the definition from Dante:

“Here, more than elsewhere, I saw multitudes
to every side of me; their howls were loud
while, wheeling weights, they used their chests to push.
They struck against each other; at that point,
each turned around and, wheeling back those weights,
cried out, ‘Why do you hoard?” “Why do you squander?”
So did they move around the sorry circle
from left and right to the opposing point;
again, again they cried their chant of scorn;
and so, when each of them had changed positions,
he circled halfway back to his next joust.” (Inf. VII, 25-36)

Here, Greed is defined as keeping too much for yourself and also spending all you have, which is interesting because it seems like there’s no escaping it then. Also, don’t worry, charitable donation to The Church doesn’t count and will actually help you get into Heaven!

Let’s break it down now.

As I have said before, and will say again, Indulgence not Compulsion! It’s okay to collect, but don’t get crazy, right? Unless its books and you’re taking care of them, because that’s a library and bitches love libraries.

So, a wonderful author and friend of mine, Logospilgrim, collects vintage toys, or it may be toys in general… or maybe just cool 70’s stuff. I think it’s all of those, actually. Well, she collects these things that make her happy! Everything moves her in some way and being around them becomes a sort of ritual time for her.

For me, its posters of shows I’ve worked on in the past few years. I’m really proud of each show I’ve done and looking at the posters can give me just the boost of confidence I need.

I also know a family who keeps everything. They have just all this crap that they don’t need and there’s crap all over the floors and it’s not clean and UGH. I hate it I can’t go there anymore because I just feel so sicked out and I’m afraid of what it looks like now. I shudder at the thought.

There’s the big difference. Satanists know that collecting items that mean something to you, or that brings you joy in some way, is totally fine, but you can’t let it take over your life. Well, unless you’re Reverend Campbell because people keep just sending him cigars and he just can’t help it at this point.

Then there’s the other side of the fight between the Greedy A-holes in Hell. Those who spend more on themselves than The Church thought they should. This just seems like a ploy to get more money to The Church to be honest, though I can get behind the message.

Obviously it’s your money and you shouldn’t listen to me, a 24-year-old child, on finances. That being said, I do know that you should save in case there are unforeseen bumps in the road or if there are things you see that you decide you want. Maybe you want a nicer car or you car breaks down. Either way, you need money.

But you can still treat yourself as long as you stay within your means. As I said in a previous post, my treat is a McChicken. I really love the damn things and it just so happens that they’re very cheap, though then I have a problem of slipping into Gluttony!

That’s all for this post, my friends, though I hope to have a new Infernal Interview for you soon!

Have a delightful day my lovely Lucifers!

HS!

LH

This is your Daily Reminder to Sin

The party’s not over… Lauren’s back! *Fist bumps to music*

Hey there, friends, I know I’ve been gone for a long time, but I was coming up with a fun set of essays for you! Also, I was camping, breaking down on the side of the road, staying in a Wal-Mart parking lot for a day and a half, house sitting, cleaning, and generally enjoying my summer.

But now I’m back! So, welcome to the first in a seven-part series where we dive into the Seven Deadly Sins and how they can be interpreted in a Satanic way. Now, I want to again make it clear that I don’t speak for the Church of Satan or any of its other members. These is just what’s going on in my strange brain.

This is your Daily Reminder to Sin

First up to bat is one of my favorite Deadly Sins: Lust!

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From seven sins.com

I’m starting here because it was often considered the least harmful of the deadly sins and it also places us on the path Dante fallows in Inferno, which I highly recommend, it is awesome. There, Lust is described as “excessive love for others” but we also tend to associate lust with the pleasures of the flesh. Lust can also talk about material things such as a lust for money or a lust for fame. Honestly, I don’t know why they bothered with the other sins when it seems Lust can cover them all.

Okay, here’s what up with lust. To have these fleshly desires, one is admitting that they are closer to animal than God, which doesn’t really fit the narrative of The Church. These feelings of Lust, however they manifested, also meant that you put something above God which makes God real jealous so he will send you to hell, I guess. I don’t pretend to know how they believe this stuff, especially since their God is so “loving”. I digress… (Don’t even get me started on unbaptized babies).

So, if you’re loving something more than God and you’re admitting you’re an animal with desires just like any other animal. That flies in the face of every story The Church has to keep their flock coming back, thus they make sinners out of normal, human feelings. If somebody is trying to force you into subservience and is trying to keep themselves in power, it is very easy to control you if you’re already hating yourself.

When you go to confession and tell them about how you had boner for a chick in the market the other day, he’ll tell you to go home and pray on it and say this amount of whatever, but that doesn’t really do anything… right? All it does is waste your time because these are the Deadly Sins… right? Whatever, so now you’re home and you sit there praying and wasting your time and then do it all over again because you can always go back and confess again and you will because you’re scared. You’re scared to go to hell.

*Satanists, roll your eyes here*

How awful it must be to live in this fear of yourself. First of all, I don’t have an issue with putting God first because that’s me, I am my own God. That alone sends me WAY into the depths of hell, anyway, so fuck it with the rest, am I right?

But why shouldn’t I allow myself the pleasures of the flesh? They’re fun and it’s a totally natural feeling. Satanists know that we are just human animals and that’s fine. There’s nothing wrong with lusting after people as long as you’re not a dick about it. (Lauren’s Rule #1: Don’t be a dick about it)

Lusting after wealth and such can be good, too, but you can’t let it ruin your life. As long as I am considering myself God, then yeah don’t put anything before god… as long as god is you because self-preservation is the highest law. But if what I lust for is a nicer car, I have to work to get that nicer car and that lust is a motivator.

Again, nothing should take over your life. Satanists practice Indulgence not Compulsion, which can include working too hard or wanting after something too much. It’s not good for people obsess to the point of addiction.

So, go forth and lust after whatever! As long as all you’re doing is bettering yourself or your situation, there can be no harm in lusting.

That’s all for the day, kids! I need to eat something.

HS!

LH

Families Belong Together

So, if you’re following the news at all you have heard of what’s going on at our southern border. If not, let me give you a little bit of a recap.

NPR states: “Since early May, 2,342 children have been separated from their parents after crossing the Southern U.S. border, according to the Department of Homeland Security, as part of a new immigration strategy by the Trump administration that has prompted widespread outcry.”

The children are taken from the families, though we don’t have information on how or who is taking them, and they are being put in holding areas that are basically cages with few amenities and little time outside.

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Taken from NPR who received it fromU.S. Customs and Border Protection’s Rio Grande Valley Sector via AP

Today I was at DnD with a few of my friends, one of which is a conservative and a Fake Christian. One person who also comes is my Ex, who I’ve spoken about in a previous post, and he is a conservative and a Hardcore Christian. Not long after I arrived today they started chatting about how what is happening at the border is a good thing. They said these people don’t have rights.

I asked for the conversation to stop and was told to shut up.

Wow. Instead of just having a nice night and playing our game, they decided to disrespect me and condone child abuse. So, I left. I don’t deserve to be treated like shit for being a human with a heart. oh, and if you’re wondering, they’re both white dudes.

What amazed me the most in this situation was the total disregard for the philosophy on which they were raised. They claim to want to go to heaven to meet God and to do so they must obey the laws of God. I’m sorry, but I don’t think God is going to be very happy with the people separating families and abusing “His” children.

God wants you to love one another and be kind, if my readings are correct, and Christians always claim to be good people. Yeah? Prove it. Because all I am seeing from your people is hate. Those assholes who love guns are always Christian. The Bible is being used to justify these abhorrent human rights violations.

“Oh, but Lauren, I’M not one of those people and I’m a Christian!” Well, first off, this is an interesting blog for you to read. Second off, you need to do better. You need to speak out LOUDLY for what you do believe instead of allowing these people to represent you.

Let’s pretend for a moment that God is real, just for fun. Let’s also say that Tim and I die at the same time and reach the gates of heaven together, both awaiting judgment. Who do you think will get into heaven? The Christian who never once tried to do anything to benefit the world in any way but thinks child abuse is okay. He jokes often about rape and, as I can tell you from experience, is exactly what you imagine when you think of White Male privilege. Or do you think God will allow in the Satanist who contributed to the world and is doing all she can to make these horrors stop. I can’t do much, but I’m making my voice heard. Call your representatives, kids.

Personally, I think God would send Tim straight to hell. I don’t think “God created the universe” so that some people could be cruel to others. I think God would be livid. Fuck, he’d probably be pissed about borders in general since it’s all one world and we are “all his children”.

But God isn’t real. Nor Allah, nor Thor, nor the Flying Spaghetti Monster. We are real. You and I and we have a responsibility to do as much as we can do fix this. Those children are real and they are scared and alone.

So, what happens next? When will we start really fighting back? I get it, I’m sure there’s more I could do, though I don’t have the means at the moment, but as soon as people start taking to the streets, I’m there. As soon as I have the means, I will aid in any way I can. I want to be able to go down there and comfort those babies but I can’t. I want to be able to make it all stop, but I can’t. Not alone.

If all of the atrocities occurring are fine with you then you have a lower moral standard than a Satanist and I’m sure you’re the kind of person who would be pissed by that.

Do good, my Darling Devils.

HS!

LH