Empathy for Animals: Satanists Love them Too!

Poison Apple Radio Banner Join me Thursday, February 26th at 6:30 pm EST for a follow-up show to Animal Sacrifice: Taboo to Satanists?   Melissa Colton will chime in with her perspective as an animal trainer, lover of furry beasts and Modern Satanist.  I will be taking callers during the last segment of the show, the call in number is (347) 855-8280.  Keep them brief and to the point. 2009-2-12-L-3-5-78 Is Animal Sacrifice out-dated and wrong for our modern age?  If so, why?  Listen in and find out!  Subscribe to Poison Apple Radio for future shows  and check Poisonappleradio.com for Mp3 archives.

Resources: PETA Virginia’s Animal Killing Machine? Animal Welfare in Virginia VA PAWS Lamb of God? Animal Law Virginia Animal Control Virginia Virginia Assembly Animal Care The Lanning Report SRAS

Poison Apple Radio: Animal Sacrifice with Dr. Tom Erik Raspotnik

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Update (2/23/15) some interesting articles & information:


Michigan Legislature:  Animal Act 328, 750.50b, and Chapter IX in its entirety


Legal Aspects of Ritual Animal Slaughter

Religious Slaughter & Animal Welfare (Kosher)

Religion & Ritual Slaughter

Michigan State University:  Church of Lukumi Babalu Aye v. City of Hialeah

Michigan’s Feral Farm Animal Law

ASPCA: Animal Cruelty Prosecution

American Constitutional Law: Fifth Edition (Page 236)

Stanford Law School:  Non-Human Animals and the Law

The Law is a White Dog

Sensational Articles:

Baby goat found gutted and charred

Tea Party Satanist – USA Today

Online Petitions

Taste Trip

Miracle Berry Tablets:  Miracle Fruit (Synsepalum dulcificum) Tablets are guaranteed to contain extract from first grade Miracle Fruit berries. Fresh miracle berries are freeze dried moments after being picked to produce powdered Miracle Berries with the same effect as fresh berries. The powder is then compressed into Miracle Fruit Tablets for easier usage.  They contain no artificial additives (such as colorants, acids or preservatives).


Buzz Buttons:  Buzz Button™ flowers grow on the Acmella oleracea or Spilanthes oleracea plant. A member of the sunflower family (Asteraceae), Buzz Button™ flowers are also known as sechuan button and toothache plant.
The bright golden yellow bud of the Buzz Button™ flower is oval to round in shape. It has a slightly tart grass like flavor though its real oral appeal lies not in its taste but the electrifying sensation it produces. Eating the bud of the Buzz Button™ flower has a numbing and strong tingling affect on the mouth, the more of the flower consumed the more intense and longer lasting the sensation.


Have your own Taste Trip!

Sin Jones

Animal Sacrifice: Taboo even to Satanists?

DOTB goatTune in Saturday as I discuss Animal Sacrifice with Dr. Tom Erik Raspotnik of Temples of Satan.  Do some Satanists actually commit sacrifice or is this a pop-culture meme?  The Temples of Satan is a Theistic Satanic Temple and maintains charters and lodges under its covenant drafted in 2011.  While members appear to be scarce, those that claim it also find shelter under religious freedom in America; which happens to include animal sacrifice!

Keep an eye on this topic as a follow-up show will be conducted with Melissa Colton – Godwin who will present a dissenting view as an animal trainer and animal rights advocate.

4:30 PM EST, Be there or despair!

Sin Jones

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I never said I was a nice girl… Alison - Green Shirt2 First, don’t tell me what it means to be pagan – I LIVE IT.  If you’re finding it difficult to civilize my barbaric qualities, getting me to conform to your bullshit social contracts, demi-politics, or ‘community expectations’ – it’s because you lack the mental capacity to understand what it even means; let alone have a leg to stand on to tell me I’m failing at it. Next, if my higher functioning abilities get on your nerves, perhaps you might shine a mirror on your own lack of ambitions.  Say what you want about Jung, even a broken clock is right at least twice a day.  I do believe the concept of the Shadow Man applies here. And finally, if my lack of sugar and ample salt hurts your wounds; maybe you should spend more time licking your boo-boos because I sure as shit ain’t going to help you feel better about them.  I don’t have the time nor inclination to baby you. There you are trying to pull a veil over my eyes and I see right through it.   If you think for a second you can assign friends, peers, or a ‘community’ to me arbitrarily and not get push-back you’re deluded.  If you get wounded in the process, your upper lip is just as weak as your pimp smack; I see it quivering when you speak my name. Knowledge and life-experience accounts for my perspective.  If you’ve caught yourself underestimating me, or tangled in your own web, you’ll wither and die soon enough along with the buzzing of flies. SIN JONES

The Shit Buddha Says… The True Master

“Wanting nothing with all you heart, stop the stream.

When the world dissolves, everything becomes clear.

Go beyond this way or that way, to the father shore;

where the wold dissolves and everything becomes clear.

Beyond this shore and the father shore,

beyond the beyond, where there is no beginning, no end…

WIthout fear, go.


Live purely.

Be quiet.

Do your work with mastery.

By day the sun shines,

and the warrior in his armor shines.

By night the moon shines,

and the master shines in meditation.

But day and night,

the man who is awake shines in the radiance of the spirit.

A master gives up mischief,

he is serene.  He leaves everything behind him.

He does not take offense and he does not give it.

He never returns evil for evil.

Alas for the man who raises his hand against another,

and even more for him who returns the blow.

Resist the pleasures of life,

and desire to hurt til sorrows vanish.

Never offend by what you think or say or do.

Honor the man who is awake,

and shows you the way.

Honor the fire of his sacrifice.

Matted hair or family or caste do not make a master,

But the truth and goodness with which he is blessed.

Your hair is tangled and you sit on deerskin.

What folly!

When inside you are ragged with lust.

The master’s clothes are in tatters.

His veins stand out,

he is wasting away.

Alone in the forest, he sits and meditates.

A man is not born to mastery.

A master is never proud.

He does not talk down to others.

Owning nothing, he misses nothing.

He is not afraid,

he does not tremble.

Nothing binds him.

He is infinitely free.

So cut through the strap and the thong and the rope.

Loosen the fastings, unbolt the doors of sleep…

And Awake!

The master endures insults and ill treatment,

without reacting. For his spirit is an army.

He is never angry, he keeps his promises,

he never strays, he is determined.

This body is my last, he says!

Like water on the leaf of a lotus flower,

or a mustard seed on the point of a needle,

he does not cling.

For he has reached the end of sorry,

and has laid down his burden.

He looks deeply into things and sees their nature.

He discriminates and reaches the end of the way.

He does not linger with those who have a home,

nor with those who stray.

Wanting nothing.

He travels on alone.

He hurts nothing,

he never kills.

He moves with love among the unloving,

with peace and detachment among the hungry and querulous. 

Like a mustard seed from the point of a needle,

Hatred has fallen from him,

and lust, hypocrisy, and pride.

He offends no one,

yet he speaks the truth.

His words are clear but never harsh.

Whatever is not his,

he refuses, good/bad, great/small.

He wants nothing from this world and nothing from the next.

He is free.

Desiring nothing, doubting nothing,

beyond judgment and sorrow and the pleasures of the senses, 

he has moved beyond time.

He is pure and free.

How clear he is.

He is the moon.

He is serene.

He shines.

For he has traveled life after life,

the muddy and treacherous road of illusion.

He does not tremble or grasp or hesitated.

He has found peace.


he lets go of life,

of home and pleasure and desire.

Nothing of men can hold him.

Nothing of the gods can hold him.

Nothing in all creation can hold him.

Desires have left him,

never to return.

Sorry has left him,

never to return.

He is calm.

In him the seed of renewing life has been consumed.

He has conquered all the inner worlds.

With dispassionate eye,

he sees everywhere…

The falling and the uprising.

And with great gladness he knows that he has finished.

He has woken from his sleep.

And the way he has taken is hidden from men,

even from spirits and gods, by virtue of his purity.

In him there is no yesterday,

no tomorrow, 

no today.

Possessing nothing,

Wanting nothing.

He is full of power.

Fearless, wise, and exalted.

He has vanquished all things.

He sees by virtue of his purity.

He has come to the end of the way,

over the river of his many lives,

his many deaths.

Beyond the sorrow of hell,

beyond the great joy of heaven,

by virtue of his purity.

He has come to the end of the way.

All that he had to do, he has done.

And now he is one.”








If all else fails, put yourself in a Buddha Statue!



How can anyone take this shit seriously?  There are far better ways to deal with anger, sorrow and attachment.

Sin Jones