Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Rant A Little, Rant A Lot

In life and modern society there is a gross idea that a woman is responsible for a violent crime if she behaves or dresses in a certain manner. The worst part is that this idea is most commonly perpetuated by women about other women. I see posts like this all the time: Don't tell people you're a naughty girl and not expect retaliation. Don't walk around with your tits hanging out or in a short skirt and not expect to get raped??

What the fuck is wrong with you people? Is this the motherfucking dark ages? Are you a member of the Taliban?? This mentality is what keeps women in the Middle East wearing fucking beekeeper outfits as everyday wear. This is remnants of the mentality that got women burned at the stake for not fitting in and conforming to the standard of the day. This is the reason people were stoned.

It disgusts me for a lot of reasons. It paints men as some kind of monster that doesn't have the self control to realize that just because a woman is displaying her goods, doesn't mean they're for sale. It paints men as the type of creature that just bangs women over the head and has their way with them because they can't control their urges.

It puts an odd level of responsibility on a woman's shoulders. I'm supposed to what, figure out the line that won't make men lose control and only wear things in that clothing range. I'm supposed to, after being physically assaulted sit around and try to figure out if I did something to turn that guy on?

I'm drawing my line in the sand and calling bullshit on ALL OF THIS.

1. Rape is not about sexual desire in 'traditional'terms. Rape is a form of violence, it just happens to be a sexual assault as opposed to physical assault. It's not that a woman looked so good a guy was completely overwhelmed by sexual desire and his brain turned off. Rape is about dominance, d00d's wires are crossed and violence turns them on. In my self defense class I learned several techniques to prevent physical assault (rape is a physical assault). One was to not protect the image of a victim. Has nothing to do with what you wear, it has to do with body language, look straight ahead, shoulders back, project an aura of confidence, not victimization. The other one was if someone does grab you and starts raping you don't cry, don't struggle, don't beg. Just lay there. A good number of times they will lose arousal as a result of this.

2. I have been completely naked in front of lots of men for a living. Most treat you with an odd kind of reverence when you are half dressed or undressed. Men don't lose all of their faculties at the sight of a woman nude. They can still THINK. Hell, they can discuss the stock market with you or their job with no problem.

3. American women are weird. They think that projecting an overly sexual image is an indication of being sexually mature. Y'all know what I'm talking about. The woman who tells you how much she likes to give head. The woman who tells you about all the threesomes she's had. The woman who calls herself shit like dirty girl. This kind of sexuality is indicative of being sexually immature and not really knowing what she wants. It's the equivalent of a little girl in her mommy's high heels wearing red lipstick. I personally feel Western sexuality is so in your face because most people are still uncomfortable with their sexuality.

4. I frequently use sexual manipulation to gain in life. I make no apologies for this, it's like breathing for me, sometimes I am not aware I am doing it. One thing I have learned in life is that Women aren't as physically strong as men, one of the things women have in their toolbox that works to gain in life is sexual manipulation. The mentality I am talking about in this blog, disempowers women.

5. I wear clothes that could be considered slutty because they make me feel good about myself. If I am wearing a short skirt and low cut shirt, I have more confidence than if I am laying around in sweat pants (which I have on at this moment). I hate wearing jeans, always have. So I wear clothing that qualifies as someone who 'deserves it' in the eyes of some women. Men aren't chasing me down the street to rape me on a continuous basis. Personal experience bitches.

6. Get a weapon and wear it in a visible manner. For fucks sake people, the best form of protection from physical assault is being able and ready to defend yourself. Remember the confidence I talked about earlier?? Yeah, exactly.

7. Common fucking sense. Don't walk down the street in a bad neighborhood at night dressed to provoke a man's sexual desires. If you got to go in an area like that at night, dress like an undercover cop. Ponytail, mirrored sunglasses, jeans, blazer, visible side arm.

Now I know some people are going to claim personal responsibility on this one and I agree. I have not put all responsibility on men in this blog, the opposite is actually the case. A woman is responsible for being capable of protecting herself. This rarely has to do with what you wear. This has to do with your ability to knock someone the fuck out. Project the aura of Warrior not victim.

/End rant

Thursday, March 14, 2013

It's Not Me, It's You....

Normally I don't do this, but FUCK IT. This asshole deserves this shit.

Dear Meq,

You're a cowardly, little man who thinks that suspending someone, closing threads and running and hiding like a little bitch is going to solve the problem or make you look bigger or badder ass than me.

You say that taking unnecessary legal action is not a sign of strength, but here's the thing I got the idea from you and I don't want my content up at your site. Then you close the entire section where I asked for my content back and accuse me of belligerence. Here's the thing, I wasn't belligerent. I was playing nice with your sorry ass. :)

Let's back up a bit...

This started when you instituted a no 'hate speech' rule on your failure of a network. These things included Social Darwinism, Right Libertarianism, White Supremacy and host of other ideas you didn't want discussed on your site. This led to me saying it was censorship and quite frankly, that I do like discussing some of these ideas and that I was feeling attacked by you for my political stances. You started instituting rule after rule on your pathetic fail of a website. You got called out about it by me repeatedly. Why? You deserved it you creepy little fuck. One of them was a threat to demote local moderators who simply take one person's side on an issue. I said to demote me if you want to.

Then you demoted OrgasmicKarmatic. Why? She dared to disagree with you. After a long back and forth with you, she was reinstated. I also talked you into reinstating Troll as a Moderator.

Then you post that video as a response to Zach Black on your site. I called you out on that bullshit as well. Because it was bullshit. YOU think that you should EVER be allowed back at SIN after the way that you behaved there? You think Zach should listen to you, because you also run a forum? ROFL, you have a site with 30 Users, 10 are active, a good number I talked into joining (or gave you the idea to ask to join). How can you tell Zach Black a man who has one of the most active networks on the internet how to run his forum? He has 4,000 Users. Hundreds are active. About a thousand just read. He's smoked your ass, but he should listen to you?? Why? To learn how not to run a forum? To learn how not to maintain friendships with others? To learn how not to garner respect from anyone??

I told you that posting something like that was disre-fucking-spectful to me and other people who are at your site and also use SIN. I don't give a shit about you dissing SIN or Users there, it's a joke when you do so. You can't manage to keep an account open there so what does your opinion matter? I do take issue with your constant disrespect of me. I do take issue with you making mandates at your site like you're some kind of fucking dictator.

So I get the pm that states that you have to 'question my friendship' blah, blah, blah because I keep defending people who shit talk you. You deserve the shit talking. I respond with the fact that I question your friendship for the constant and blatant disrespect of me.

So what do you do? You unfriend me on FB (because apparently you're 12. Oh and not the first time you've done it either, LOLZ) and suspend my account while keeping ALL of my content up. By the way this was with NO three strikes as you state in your Site Guidelines. I have NEVER been warned by you for my behavior.

So I make a thread in your guesthouse where I tell I WILL file a DMCA if you don't take my content down. You respond by pulling my content (thanks for that) and then taking down the guesthouse section of your website. Then today you put it back up to respond but I, of course, can't comment back.

So I will respond here to all of your comments. I will not quote you directly because in spite of you 'stance' on DMCA's you file them yourself.

".... legal threats...."

I don't want my content up at your fail of a site. The section I was moderating matters to me and I don't want a bunch of pansy ass limp wristed little wannabes commenting on it.

"I.... of your constant belligerence. .... not SIN." Meq

No it's not. Your website sucks and you KNOW it.

".......disagreement blah, blah, blah, .... disrespect and attitude. "

I treated you how you treated me. You are a disrespectful little fuck, fine I will return the same in kind.

"blah, blah, bitchcraft, whine piss, and moan"

Ooohh, Bitchcraft I think I'll use that.

"Blah, blah, whine, whine, sniffle, sniffle, outcome"

I am VERY satisfied with the outcome. You are a creepy, pathetic little fuck and your website was one of the worst on the interwebz. It was dragging my rep as being a hardcore bitch down. You are the company you keep after all and hanging with you left a really, really sour taste in my mouth.

I will have to chew on the entrails of at least four Epicureans, two Theistic Satanists and five idiots to get the taste out of my mouth.

"Blah, blah, blah, whine, sniffle, video, waaaahhhh"

You only took it down (I mean moved it to the backroom) because it made you look bad and you were losing the debate surrounding it. For a site you claimed would be free of interwebz drama you sure caused a lot of it yourself.

"blah, Blah, Blah, whine, sniffle, moan, bitch, what happened?"

YOU happened. The fact that you take everymotherfucking thing personally happened. The fact that you can't separate a critique of YOU or a critique of your actions happened. The fact that you are thin skinned fucking toddler happened. The fact that you are socially inept happened.

'blah, blah, blah, whine, sniffle, piss, moan, highschool"

Projection much? You're the one who acts like a twelve year old, not others.

Here's the thing Meq, you have issues with every motherfucker you come into contact with. You can't maintain a friendship to save your life. You live through the internet and take every fucking critique of you personally. Maybe you should take a step back and realize something, it's not me, it's not Sammie, it's not Zach, it's not the 600 Club, it's not SIN, it's you. The pile of fail that YOU are is what's making your life miserable. YOU are the reason you can't maintain a relationship with someone else.

This didn't happen because of me, it's you.

To all of my readers who don't give a shit about this, my apologies. I am a dramatic fucking bitch, but you already knew that.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Demons Don't Dream...

These inner demons kick at you, punch you, fight you, berate you, insult you, they tear you down from the inside out. That voice that says you aren't good enough, those things in your life saying you haven't done enough, are designed to stop you, to make you quit. To make you scream in frustration at the fact that no matter how hard you try you don't control anything but yourself.

Worthless, vapid, stupid, just a woman, a tool to be used to advance your own agenda. That's all I am to everyone else most of the time. And I know it. I know it's why this person and that person has done the things they have done to me, why they have said the things they have to me, or about me when they thought I wouldn't hear, that it wouldn't get back to me.

How do I know this? Because I treat you the same exact way. I just cover it up and justify it by saying I am not as bad as they are. That I am less manipulative, that I don't view people as a stereotype. It's bullshit, the reason I hate you is the reason I hate myself. Because I am human and the dark side of humanity, the demon within all of us makes me a disgusting, cruel creature, capable of atrocities beyond the scope that the human mind can process.

Lying, cheating, stealing, manipulating, covering it up in justifications that make myself a good person, the kind of person someone else would actually want to be around. But, I'm not and neither are you.

Do you fear that side of yourself? You fucking should. Do you fear that side of me or others you encounter? You should.

Get fucking paranoid, look around you and realize the people you care about the most are probably using you for their own gain. Get fucking proud and refuse to be used by others any longer. Get fucking real, quit crying in the corner and say to yourself, I am going to use them just as well as they use me. Quit giving a damn about what others think. Carve your own motherfucking path and to Hell with what your parents say, people you respect say, your friends say, your partner says, your conscience screams. They are all trying to stop you from getting real. They are all trying to stop you from living your own truth. YOU are stopping you at this very moment from facing what true freedom is and can be.

Demons don't dream, they don't sit around and talk about what they are going to do. Demons do.


Friday, January 25, 2013

Feminism And Satanism

Feminism is defined by Mirriam Webster as the theory of political, economic and social equality of the sexes. There's nothing more to it than that definition. There is a common theme that I see LHPers hit when it comes to Feminism, they bring up the Femi-Nazi and then declare themselves a Non-Feminist. The question a Satanist woman should ask themselves is do women deserve political, economic and social equality? If the answer is yes, congratulations you are a Feminist.

Nowhere in that definition does it say women are superior to men, the same as men (equality is not sameness), or any of the common misconceptions I see when it comes to Feminism. So where does the flannel wearing, man hating feminist come from?

The answer to that is a complex one. Modern Society is based on Maleness, it's a Patriarchy. Due to this being a Patriarchal society, femaleness and what is considered woman has become defined by men, not women. Like anything else, men don't truly understand what it is to be woman, anymore than I understand what it is to be a man. As a result of what is woman being defined by men, the average woman has decided in order to be equal to a man, they have to be exactly like a man.

This is where I call bullshit on the majority of Feminist thought. I have no desire to be a man. I like being a woman, I like the mystery, the intrigue that surrounds women in general. I like things that are considered girly. I am more empathetic than most of my male counterparts. I am more emotional than most of my male counterparts. I have no desire to change those things about me.

So I sit in a sea of dos and don'ts, be this way, don't be this way, day in and day out. When you add Satanism a male dominated school of thought, one could say why bother? Why even use that label? Say fuck it and go call yourself a Lilithist. Say fuck it to all of these men constantly acting in a predatory nature upon you and other women. The average Satanist doesn't seem to respect women anymore than the average citizen of society does.

Why bother? Simple. Satanism is a Warrior's Ethos. Female Warriors have been around since the dawn of time. Mythology gives us a number of examples. History points to entire cultures where Female Warriors were hailed, venerated and common. It simply isn't now. The Female Warrior had died out as an archetype. That's the essence of the problem that a Female Satanist faces when building her own paradigm. A lack of models, a lack of Modern Archetypes that show what the Hell she is.

As my understanding of Satanism has grown I have discovered that the enemy (all Warriors have a good villain to fight.) is the Patriarchal values that permeate our culture, the same ones that permeate my own mind. It's not Jehova, it's not Theism, it's not Christianity, it's the very fabric of our culture that needs to be fought against.

How do you fight that? The first one for me was to take by womanhood from everyone else told me it was and define it for myself. To take back the power of those Archetypes and create one that was worthy in my own mind. Can a woman be both fierce and emotional? Why not? Can a woman be both a good mother and someone who actively fights day in and day out? Absolutely? Can a woman be sexually free and heterosexual and monogamous? Why not?

This is where Feminism fits into my paradigm. I see it as a perfectly acceptable way to fight these ideas that have oppressed both sexes. It's a great way to fight for the things that matter to me, which is equality for both sexes, a reinterpretation of what woman is bursting forth and changing the way woman is viewed forever.



My name is FemaleSatan and I am a Feminist.

Friday, January 11, 2013

That's When A Smoke Was A Smoke..

and groovin' was groovin',

dancing was everything, we were young and we were improving. - John Mellancamp


This song is about the days when you were young, when you didn't know shit about the World. It resonates with me at this moment because I have come into contact with some of the people from a time period in my life that was just that. What I find remarkable is the differences and similarities between each person then and now.

I was an orange haired stripper with a "band" called Bludstan (bloodstain). A punk/metal fushion outfit. We were awful, the only redeeming thing about that band was that we stopped making people's ears bleed by playing the garbage that had been written by us.

My husband was my boyfriend. He hung out with a different band called Hoar. He was their songwriter, any day they were going to get a record deal, no really Road Runner records was interested. He spent most of his time smoking pot and playing video games. Now he runs his own small business, doesn't write at all, rarely plays video games, has four children and a wife.

His best friend S was so fucking talented. He was the producer of the band, he was a working producer, had a job on Music Row doing that. He produced rap bands, rock bands, hell anything. He could play the bass, guitar, keyboards, and drums. He also wrote music. Today, he's getting his degree in finance, he's going to be a college professor. He doesn't really play music at all. It makes me sad to see him all grown up, so much talent, wasted.


There were two twin brothers as well. They were the main players behind Hoar. The sad thing is this, they are a snap shot into the past. They are still, 12 years later waiting for that record deal to manifest. They still dress the same, look the same, talk the same, there's been no change whatsoever.

It's an odd thing to look back on those that you knew a long ass time ago. When you were young, stupid and full of dreams. It reminds you of who you were before you really started living, who you were before the kids, the marriage, the knocks of life had changed you, made you grow the fuck up.

I don't think 'gah those times were great', I think 'what the hell was I thinking'. I thought I knew everything about the World and I was simply a child. I was so optimistic back then, so full of hope, so full of dreams.

I do miss the music. I miss making it, I miss being an active part of that subculture. Guess that means I should add that to my already busy life. Do some grooving again, let go of the rest for just a little while. A part of me hesitates because I am not optimistic anymore, I understand that my skill level rests just above non-existent and right in the suck range.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Rejection Therapy

Fear is like a pack of dogs- it chases us, and if we try to run or hide from it the dogs will continue their chase until finally, exhausted we fall and are devoured. - Gerry Spence 


In life few things are more feared then rejection. It ranks up there with fear of public speaking, heights, spiders and other numerous things that go bump in the night for the human psyche. 

Now I like anything that says take action against these fears, it's a mode of operation for me. I fear it, I will fucking conquer it.  Enter rejection therapy, something I find utterly fascinating. 

It's basically a game you play with yourself. You resolve to do something to get rejected once a day. The end result being you conquer your fear of rejection. There are cards, apps, etc to give you a jumping off point on things to do daily to get rejected. I would say just go into sales and your rejection card will get filled up real fast, but I guess that misses the point or something. ;)

There is a guy on Youtube that is covering his journey through this form of therapy. The results are hilarious, enlightening, and show a glimpse of humanity doing what humanity does. 


http://www.youtube.com/user/DukieAjah?feature=watch

Now I was wondering other people's thoughts on this. Have you ever tried something like this yourself? 

I have in the past, but I did it for different reasons.