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Beautiful in life, even more so in death.

Took this picture last summer(2010) in Colorado. Right outside of a friends Cabin.

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There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.



In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.



The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.

This is the most amazing thing I have ever read.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL IM ALMOST TEARING UP

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The Eleven Satanic Rules of the Earth

• Do not give opinions or advice unless you are asked.

• Do not tell your troubles to others unless you are sure they want to hear them.

• When in another’s lair, show him respect or else do not go there.

• If a guest in your lair annoys you, treat him cruelly and without mercy.

• Do not make sexual advances unless you are given the mating signal.

• Do not take that which does not belong to you unless it is a burden to the other person and he cries out to be relieved.

• Acknowledge the power of magic if you have employed it successfully to obtain your desires. If you deny the power of magic after having called upon it with success, you will lose all you have obtained.

• Do not complain about anything to which you need not subject yourself.

• Do not harm little children.

• Do not kill non-human animals unless you are attacked or for your food.

• When walking in open territory, bother no one. If someone bothers you, ask him to stop. If he does not stop, destroy him.

satan does not approve of the harming of little kids

satan disproves of rape

satan wants you to treat others the way you want to be treated

hail satan

Satan sounds like a swell guy, actually

Damn Satan you more tolerate than christianity

this week on “i didn’t know i was a satanist”

while reading this I was all the time like “oooh that’s so me”