
Torched By an Angel
In spite of what you might assume, I like angels. In fact, I know quite a few, and odds are you do too. If you’re reading this, you might even be one.
In spite of what you might assume, I like angels. In fact, I know quite a few, and odds are you do too. If you’re reading this, you might even be one.
The way things are right now, anger is the only mature response. In Black Metal I distinguish not just anger, but defense of the right to even BE angry.
Every year someone asks why Satanists would want a Christmas tree? But we’d be better off asking, why does ANYONE want a Christmas tree?
Thanksgiving is a strange expedition in our culture: Is it about genocide, New England cuisine, or political tensions in your family? That’s a lot of range.
If ranchers want to know who’s really behind “cattle mutilations,” fine. The real culprits are quite obvious: It’s not Satanists. It’s the ranchers.
Calling conspiracists like Jon Voight stupid doesn’t change their minds. But what if I don’t want to change minds? What if I just want to say what’s true?
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