RELIGIOUS SOCIOPATHS

Religious sociopaths, are those with no conscience and cannot give or receive genuine emotions. Thus, they learn to feign emotional actions and reactions for the appropriate situations, circumstances or events. They are predatory in nature and as such, natural liars. 

These are the key hallmarks of religious sociopaths.

Religious sociopaths will always seek to oppress, demonize to disenfranchise  and commit atrocities based on their lies, calling those lies "beliefs" and justifying those lies by telling themselves and others, It's the will of God. 

However, GOD, Gods or the idea of GOD, is not responsible for their lack of conscience or their lack of empathy. GOD, GODS or the idea of GOD, has always been directly connected to our collective emotions, thoughts, actions and reactions as a species. This is evidenced by all cultures, races, religions, societies and governments, the world over, since the beginnings of civilization when we mass created a "anthropomorphized supreme being or beings" to subconsciously symbolize our conscience. 

Thus,

The only Church you should follow, is your own conscience. That is of course, if you have one.

"THE FALL" (A MOST BANE FILLED ENCHANTMENT.)

NOTE: ONLY TO BE USED WHEN YOU ARE UNDER SPIRITUAL, PSYCHIC AND BLACK MAGIC ATTACKS. IT IS DESIGNED TO RETURN YOUR ENEMIES ATTACKS BACK ON THEM. THIS IS A "PAY BACK" INCANTATION AND VERY DANGEROUS. FOR BEST RESULTS, SAY THIS INCANTATION 10 TIMES. DEVELOP YOUR OWN RITUAL TO PERSONALIZE IT. THIS ENCHANTMENT IS A "CHIMERA" INCANTATION OF MY PERSONAL DESIGN CONSISTING OF ANCIENT EGYPTIAN MAGICK SUMERIAN / AKADIAN MAGICK AND VOODOO.

Say out loud:

"HEH EN HEH (Ancient Egyptian word for "for a million over a million years or life times.")

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL (Sumerian / Akadian for "Holy Silver fire burn the evil person."

To my enemies, hear my call. My enemies of past, present and future, one and all.

Fall.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

Your violence and hate towards me a covenant be. Your life force and all your energy, is forfeit to me. I send to thee, Ogoun Badagris. Fire and metal, a thousand flaming swords of Damocles to scorch your souls, you shall never be free.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

The wrong you reap is the wrong you sow. As you wane in Ill health, my power will grow. With every full moon, your blood will flow, why such a fate has befallen you? No one will no.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

Your mind will crack like a fractured mirror, as my clarity of will, thought and deed, becomes clearer and clearer.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

Malediction. Deepest affliction. I scar you and bar you from all benediction. In the darkest depths I find you. With ancient words rarely uttered I dominate you and bind you. Pain and sorrow above you, below you, on both sides of you, inside you and behind you.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

In this life and the next. The same fate reserved for all and any who dare attempt to remove my hex.

Fall.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL

To my enemies, hear my call. My enemies of past, present and future one and all.

Fall.

HEH EN HEH

ELLUM SESPU KASPUM GIRRU KASHAD GIDIM XUL."

INTELLIGENT RANT.

I post alot about politics.

I even surprise myself sometimes. When did I start to care so much about politics? I've written the White House before during the Obama Administration regarding problems with In-Home Supportive Services and payroll / wage issues. I've written the Governor of California regarding my mother's Worker's Compensation claim and how injured workers were being victimized by a rigged Worker's Compensation Appeals Board system. I've advocated for the disabled here in Lompoc writing and communicating with Mayor Bob Lingle asking for lower bus fares and to make disabled services more affordable for the low income disabled, senior citizen community. I am not an arm chair activist. I've worked for Santa Barbara Child Support Services Division, SB County Alcohol Drug and Mental Health Clinic, The Multi-Senior Services Program, The Geriatric Assessment Program and other Private, Non-profit and religious Social Services. I'm also a Drag Queen whose performed for charities and benefits that helped raise money for the neonatal unit for Santa Barbara Cottage Hospital. I am currently a paramedical (Surgical Wound Care, Colostomy and Ileostomy Care.) In-Home Supportive Services Caregiver. Needless to say, I put in work.

But I have to say, my intrest in politics grew with the advent of Obergefell v Hodges. (Gay Marriage.) Then Micheal Brown was shot in Ferguson, Missouri. After that, the deluge of African-Americans killed by police. Then the Trump campaign happened. He called Mexicans Drug Dealers and Rapists. After that shit storm, he became President and I vowed to become an avid and voracious consumer of political information. I have no choice in the matter. As a gay man, my rights are under constant attack. As a man of color, I am seen as a threat and again, my civil rights are under constant attack.

Also, politics intrest me because America intrests me. I love my country. Why would I love America? A Mexican,  African-American, Gay, effeminate male who has been the victim of every racist and homophobic slur imaginable since childhood? Love this very racist country? Why?! Well, thats because I'm an American and I'm a fighter. I've never been afraid of the "good fight". The "Good Fight" is fighting for justice, for equality, equity, for civil, equal and human rights and fighting for those who can't fight for themselves by teaching, sharing my experiences and opinions, standing up to all things oppressive, listening to others, respecting the opinions of others while holding true to my own while allowing for my opinions and ideologies to change and evolve as I assimilate new paradigms and learn.

America, to me at least, is a country of fighters, survivors, protectors, defenders and resisters of oppression. It's my home and my ancestors home. I do a disservice to my home, if all I do is see the evil in it without trying to change it. I do immeasurable harm, if I only recognize my woes and hurdles, doing nothing to help my brothers and sisters with theirs. I fight against racism, bigotry, mysoginy, hate, religious superiority and intolerance, greed, the lack of compassion and an absence of ethics. In this era, some are trying to rebrand these character flaws as patriotism. These qualities are all hallmarks of terrorism, not patriotism. They are vices not virtues. These are not American qualities. On the contrary, these are forms of cowardice, knavery and weakness, all of which are completely un-American.

So, I share my posts, my passion, my experience, my heart, my soul, my tears, my hurt, my rage, my hopes my fears and my love knowing what affects me, will eventually affect you directly or indirectly in the fullness of time because we are all one, sharing this earth and experiencing this life together.

I post about politics because in the future when our children and our children's children ask, "How did we get to this point?" They deserve for us to be able to answer their questions, intelligently.

Because they're going to need an answer from people who gave a damn and tried to fight, the good fight.

Whew...! Rant over. 😘💗✌

"I AM FIRE." A DJINN LOVE POEM / ENCHANTMENT.

I am fire. 

I keep at bay all manner of harm. I burn bright to keep you warm. I can dry your tears even stop them from falling as I give you light during the night, stilling your heart through any storm.

I am fire.

The kind that reminds you of the passion inside, that you thought had left you. The type of fire that blazes fierce and free but that people can't help but to rub their bodies next too. Mine to yours yours and yours to mine. Untamed. Like two dry branches and their unbridled friction destined to erupt in flames.

I am fire.

The kind that makes like, lust and love become one. The kind that banishes demons and ignites sexual appetites, making climatic explosions, brighter than the interior of any sun.

I can make you yearn. Yearn for a release you haven't really earned. I'm a fire so deep inside of you, taking you to distant states of pleasure and exotic ecstacies, you lose the will to return. My words, my caress, my eyes and my lips disrobe your very being, leaving your soul bare. I will bring you to your ecstacy if you dare and if you share. Hold my hand as I take you there?

I am fire.

A fire that protects you from the fears you've given powers too. Damn your fears with power over you! I empower you and devour the power you've given away, only to give it back to you. 

I am fire.

My flames lick your neck and the neglected and disrespected parts of your body. I'm the fire that through pure rapture itself, can seduce your spirit, mind and soul and make you feel godly.

I am fire.

A fire you cannot see or visualize how it becomes me. You can only feel the heat of my effigy until you feel the moist warmth, of my inner-self. I savor the flavor of your inner-self. As I enter your secrets, you enter mine and after a privileged period of time, we crescendo into each other and in so doing, we both become someone else.

I am fire.

As we whisper to each other relishing our mutual sweet healing and release...

"I'm a fire."

I REMEMBER. (POEM ABOUT PAST LIVES.)

POEM ABOUT PAST LIVES...

I remember...

I was a woman once. My silent tears fell on the plains as braves rode away to fight. Enemies came to our camp like theives in the night. They killed the elders, women and children in their sleep and burned our inipi's. I remember dying,  burning while hearing their screams. I can still feel them. My lover was killed in battle so far away. I never told him I loved him. I can still feel his shadow.

I once was a priest in the lands of the pyramids to the east. I was silenced when I spoke of science and the divinity of man. To reveal that GOD was within all men, not just the Pharoah or the wealthy was my sin. At least that's what they told me when they killed me.

I once was a healer. I loved to pick herbs and roots. I healed people's troubled relationships with their personal truths. I banished demons and kept them at bay. I danced with the Moon by night and prayed to the cross by day. But the cross couldn't turn me. I could never renounce my love of life, nature and spirit so they called me a devil worshipper and the servants of the bloodstained cross, burned me. I can still smell my burnt flesh in the air. It smelled like the cooking of meat and  the burning of hair.

I once was a Queen that became Pharoah. Hated because I wasn't a man. I refused to yield power to a man and I chose to rule like a man. So strong was I, that I was accused of trying to become a man. Back then, men feared the power of a woman, so they buried my reign beneath pyramids and sand.

I remember...

Before all these lives I was a watcher. I came to this world and married man's daughter. I taught that man is part of what GOD is, giving hope and the ability to evolve. To my terror, that was considered an error. I was one of many to become demonized for bringing light to the dark places of men's hearts and souls. Bringing light was some how criminalized while the false idea of being born into sin was somehow spiritualized. I was labeled one of the many, fallen light bearers.

I remember.