Cult of SIN Challenge: Update

IMG_5805On September 8, 2015 I posted THE CULT OF SIN CHALLENGE and by September 30th a package arrived!  Huzzah, at last I own my own copy!  I suppose I should eat crow, it appears the assumption is in fact TRUE, as if I didn’t know that?  Thing is, why should cult followers be ashamed of getting swept up in a cult of personality?  There’s a draw isn’t there?  Some of the anonymous users I’m in contact with have been following my content for years, some even dating back to the 90’s.  Is it my mind? Content? My body? A combination of these things?  Only they can tell you that.    When you express a culture, you cultivate a following. It’s just as simple as that. There’s no right or wrong to it.   If some get a little carried away it’s just the nature of the space.  The Internet is just the carrier.  Mind is the terrain.

I was once accused of “Collecting Bitches” and maybe that’s true to an extent.  I can’t really argue with it.  I mean, you’d have to be a Masochist to put up with me right?  Seeing that I’m so abusive, confrontational and relentless in my inquiries.  It’s apparent to me which of my following get personal gratification from our exchanges, which retreat (only to come back begging for more) and those among them that see what’s really at play.  It’s just a conscious nod of amusement.  I can sure be entertaining!  Cults of Personality have both pros and cons and somewhere in between, in the dark corners beyond is something so few dare to explore.

Proud Sinion

Christ Johnson, aka Heliosdramus, aka Chris John “Proud Sinion”

Speaking of perks, all I asked for was the film. To my surprise, I got (3) bonus items!  Upon removing them from the box, I thought:  What madness is this?  Low and behold, I received not one but two personal massagers (wink wink) and a hematite bracelet.  A Trinacria of Vanity.  I’d call it the full body package.  Good show Mr.!  If you frequent Occult, pagan and Satanic venues I’m sure you’ve run into him.  He describes himself as a former Marine & Luciferian, I’d just describe him as your average blue-collar, Harley riding guy you could easily bump into at your local watering hole.  Would you ban him from the bar for being a goon?  I doubt it.  People on the netz rarely have the same conviction.

Thanks for the goodies Chris, you rock in my book!  Our communication is all public, the lulz, the goofing around and we rarely take this shit that serious.  The Internetz is serious bidness’ they say!   Yeah, well fuck em’ if they don’t get the joke!

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Attack of the Killer Tomato Worms!

As a city-gal that keeps working at the fanny farmer angle, I can tell you, I suck at it.  Year after year each attempt at a home garden has had its trials and tribulations.  I bought my house from a woman who was pretty prolific at it. I figured I was set! Cheater, cheater Pumkin Eater!  She gave me pointers to maintain what she already had on the land but still, I managed to kill it.  I could tell she put a lot of time and resources into the plot in the back.  Everything from a fenced in area for veggies to tonnage of rich soil piled on top of the sand and clay of Virginia’s swamp land.  If it wasn’t my backyard neighbor hurling bags of dog-poo over the fence to salt the Earth, it was  his invasive tree roots robbing the plants of nutrients.  If I wasn’t battling with that, it was contractors coming in to remove fallen trees and jacking my top soil to be sold offbunnies!.   I’ve had many agricultural adversaries, everything from people, environmental conditions to pests  (Bunnies are never pests!)

This year I was going to be more proactive, or so I thought.  I followed the planting season recommendations this past Spring, I composted, sectioned off areas where I’d plant and use natural pesticides.  Rain flooded out a lot of my plants that I started from seeds.  What I could salvage I moved to containers.  I even had a green house but it was taken down by gale force winds, ahhhh the pleasures of Virginia Beach.  I did manage to keep a rather hearty Cherry Tomato plant going, well up until this week.  I didn’t think it was going to bear fruit at all until I noticed yellow-flowers rather late in the season.  I was skeptical but I kept an eye on it.  The Farmer’s Almanac had suggested Dill and Marigolds to keep the Horned Tomato Worm at bay.  That was working out great until the last plant finally died off in the hot summer sun, the weather here has turrets.  Bam, immediately I was inundated with these little bastards.  Best way to get rid of them and save what you’ve grown is to hand-pick them off.  Still, latent larvae will hang out in the soil.  The plant was top-heavy and even with stakes and a Tomato cage, thing toppled over.  I picked as many as I thought would ripen to eat.  The rest will most likely be eaten by the worms.   Attack of the Killer Tomato Worms!

Satan is the poetry of the world and nature is its church.

That’s the tag-line for one of my Photo Albums.  It’s like that.  Maybe this gardening thing comes easy to some people, it never has been for me. I don’t know if I’m suffering  fish-out-of-water syndrome or I’m just failing at life.  It’s not like I don’t read up, take advice from locals or experiment with technique.  I do that plenty.  Each season I’m lucky if I can get some tomatoes and peppers to the finish line to harvest.  I’m not frustrated, I’m just being pragmatic about the whole thing.  Most of the time, I have a good laugh about it.

Attack of the killer Tomato Worms

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It’s the end of the Summer season so I’ve been clearing the yard of items that may get weathered or become projectiles during hurricane season.  Upon posting some of these photos, the small table in the background became a point of focus.  Is it an altar?  No, really this one isn’t.  I had gathered up some of the brass trays from outside and placed them on the table stand for my brass table.  Add a couple of small faux bonzai apple trees, bam. Insta-altar, apparently.  Here’s a photo of the set-up of the actual yard altar.  It’s really an aesthetic and vanity thing for me.  If I’m going to sit outside and enjoy the space, why not decorate?  There’s always a mirror, if that gives you any clue. I’m a Narcissist, for fuck sake.  I do light candles and incense but beyond that, I’m not entirely sure what people think this altar is for.    Just one of many masks I wear I suppose.  The stone-face I’ve made present there may bring that into perspective.

yard altar

This morning I received a message on my website by a rather angry ‘Alchemist’, I should stop fucking around, stop preScary Face Guytending to do powerful magics!  I’m nothing more than a poser and New Ager!  Ok?  Yet, whatever my photos present apparently led this person to believe I’m into the Supernatural.  Tada!  That’s magic isn’t it?  I always find it amusing when people claim ownership of symbols and an aesthetic.  Ok tough guy, go on and stop me from apprehension and use.  Like this recent photo of my garage studio.  I’ve cleaned it up a bit to make room for my new dance pole.  Here I am popping off a shot of my pole and all people see is an altar.   Never mind all my vending crap in the background, or my work bench where I make stuff.  Nothing to see there.  Just a typical Satanist and her meg-shift altar to summon demonz!  Shit, maybe they can help me do some gardening, I should get right on that!

Pole dancer

Meanwhile, back at the funny farm, James Jackson is experiencing a bit of head trauma.  Me and my Satanic Brethren are plotting to take over the world. Muhahahaha, I have tomatoes, who’s bringing the beer?


Fighting for Honor: Conversations with James Jackson

James Jackson writes:  “Occultism feminism panthers Hollywood symbolism spelling it out for secret societies to brag about Bastet witches Mafdet cats witchcraft and other inferior pagan ideas…”

The occult schools are trying to define what is hidden in religion an they are notorious for being fraudulent and lying for power and influence. There are countless contradicting occult societies and they are all inferior and their magic has failed to defeat me at martial arts for instance. One of many examples of them coming up short.

Inferior to what?  One must place a set of ideals on a pedestal before you can begin to address those that are inferior.  James goes on to say:  “There is One God and through him I am over 100-0 in martial arts. Long ago people would prove their religion through wars. When the smoke cleared the 2 largest religions are Christianity and Islam. Now secret societies are manipulating people to destroy those 2 religions so that is how it ends. Masonry, rosicrucians, theosophy, wiccan ect ect greek mysteries, dinoysus, orpheus, platonic schools of thought and more. Philosophy and religion go hand and hand. Religion seeks to join or reconnect with what is spiritual. When you are doing all guess work it is meaningless, only TRUE prophets can define the relationship between God and man. “

Only TRUE prophets?  You can imagine my skepticism with regard to self-awareness.  Just seems to me that Mr. Jackson is getting a bit caught up here.  It may spark an interesting discussion (or Not), It’s led to a scheduled interview and using my… What did he call them?  “You are a satanic feminist who dabbles in witchcraft, one look at your channel and pic one can tell that. What secret society of spiritual bottom feeders do you belong to? THe relationship is supposed to be with God not the devil. Prophets tell it better than anyone else ever has so the proof is in the pudding.”

Moi, a Feminist?  Supposed to be?  Secret Society of Bottom Feeders?  Well hey, sign me up!  Not sure what this guy is trippin’ on but if offered, I’d say “No thanks”.  Pride & Vanity, one of the Devil’s Favorite sins…  Honor?  I’d be curious to learn how this fellow not only defines it but would see it in practice.  Our discussion is scheduled for 9/25/15 6:30 EST.  Any predictions on how it will turn out?  Devil-animated-animation-devil-smiley-emoticon-000386-large

Update: here it goes!

Stop the distress!

Internet? These people need to get a full grasp on information technology. My first exposure to porn pre-dated the Internet. EasyRider Magazine was quite vanilla but may have been pretty risque for 80’s parents. What I liked about it was the comedy and making light of sexual innuendo and the sex act in general.  It had great comics! To a Biker’s kid, a lot of the topics made me laugh deeply.

'Now entering State of Anxiety' 'Uneasy Rider'

‘Now entering State of Anxiety’ ‘Uneasy Rider’

What’s so Taboo about this sex business anyway? I didn’t get the parent talk when I was young, I was handed a copy of “Our Bodies, Ourselves,1971″ . Instead, I was accused of having consensual sex long before I actually did it. I was constantly called a Putha, Slut, Whore and a Skank.  These accusations treated the sex act as a personal assault.  Not because my so-called parents were seeking to protect me but rather a way to avoid having to be burdened with an infant and all that goes with its care.

After the sex was pretty regular I embraced all of these identity pins fully. The pristine seemed a bit jealous from my perspective. When slut-shaming doesn’t work, they tend to move onto something else. “Rape-Shaming” was something I experienced as early as 11. A deaf-kid in my neighborhood chased me around the school yard, stole the ribbon from my hair and he and 2 cousins held me down so they could grope me. Over the clothes and were too chicken shit to actually touch my flesh.  The spread of the rumor that I was RAPED, was to somehow ruin my reputation, the one I was embracing was a Slut; a raped slut, is basically the red sign “DO NOT MARRY”.  Little Italian Catholic girls should want to get married and be whisked away to some ideal in the sky, only I didn’t. I bucked it at every turn.  That wasn’t going to be my life.

The book at the very least gave you crash-course in biology, sexual sociological issues and Erotica-light. It was also my first exposure to Girl on Girl and why society deems the slut abhorrent to fidelity and the Nuclear Family.

Perhaps this information shaped my attitudes towards sex at a young age but none of it would affect having already been sexualized prior to puberty. Personal experience is the best teacher. Adults are clueless and no matter what effort is made to wrap children in protective bubbles, they will find a way to the information. Even that stuff that parents consider off limits.

The more you restrict a child, the more impassioned their quest becomes.  As a parent myself, I didn’t experience a lot of this with my old child, some rebellion sure but not to the tune of the battles described by other parents.  We talked openly about sex, and I probably offered TMI on several occasions.   It’s important to pass along useful information such as staying protected from STD’s and Teen Pregnancy.  Knowing your own children is also knowing whether or not they are mentally and emotionally mature enough for the subject matter.  If they get exposed to something to cause a shock, well that just adds to their knowledge base and experience.  2 girls 1 cup anyone?  If parents are distressed maybe they just can’t handle the realities of the world and end up passing this lack of coping skill onto their kids. How the hell is that useful?

Exposure to these things and robbing kids of their so-called innocence is just another way to say your kids are ideas and not young humans maturing into adults.    *Golf Clap*


SIN JONES…The Rotter

People are funny, so attached to their ideas and beliefs.  If you disagree with them in any manner, it’s as if you’ve committed a RAPE.  This week’s buzz topic:  David Cameron & Disability benefit cuts.  Only it’s never just that, nope. It’s emotional outcry and society’s villains.  Most people can’t discuss the issues, instead they look to create monsters to loath and to fear.   A survey of Social Media will show the Pig Memes to create a pervert because well, it’s easier to just call this guy a pig than it is to back up a claim.   “David Cameron has killed thousands of people!”  they say, and I first heard this back in December 2014, only when you look for the proofs, you won’t find them.   The Independent covered the issue in an article entitled “Benefit cuts are already being blamed…”  What’s the link?  A government crack down on people receiving benefits but by evaluation aren’t really taking the work search seriously.  The same issue Americans face when the government teet is so easy to suck.  Who the hell really likes to work anyway?  I suppose if the work you do is a life’s passion, or you’re in business for yourself there may authentic joy had from working but your average Blue Collar Joe, sure as hell would rather stay home watching reality TV and fapping to Fox News.

Is David Cameron solely responsible?  Why so much focus on Cameron’s politics?  Doesn’t he have a disabled child?  You can’t really ask these questions, at least not without overly-emotional responses.  A review of David Cameron’s full Welfare Speech is an attempt to make good on a campaign promise:  “On my first night as Prime Minister, I said we would build a more responsible society.”  Only, when you hold people self-responsible, it doesn’t always pan out so good for the co-dependent and complacent.  Some would rather stagnate and die than have an opposing force move them to action.

If I seem apathetic to these emotional twits it’s because I’ve watched it first hand, I have other ideas about what’s worth getting emotional over.  Countless people I have known have withered away and died rather than fight for their lives.  For my apathy and differing views, I have a new pin, THE ROTTER.   The lowest of the low, the most cruel and worthless person that I garner all this extra attention.  My opinions Matter!  A simple chat discussion about the issues turned into quite the emotional display for one user over at a Social Network I happen to be admin for.  While I simply asked questions and offered my opinions of the matter; the other party had an emotional freak-out.  It gave this person cause to violate the site rules, get himself banned and pour himself into me.  Countless times he returned to show me I had no power over him but the reality is, I did and still do.  When that wasn’t enough, comments to my personal blog and laments on various platforms ensued.  All for me.  Me and my opinions that is.

imageedit_7_8437567725People like that are fascinating creatures because their behavior is completely alien to me.  I couldn’t imagine getting that so emotionally worked up over a discussion about a topical news issue.  You’d think I shat on this guy’s parlor floor or cunt-punched his mother.  Now what?  More name calling?  Pulling on my apron strings?  Buzzing around my websites?

I couldn’t care less about disability cuts in another country but I sure as shit gain much amusement from such specimens; laying on my glass as I clip their little wings.


CULT of SIN: Challenge

I’m often told that my so-called “cult” of followers are so loyal and dedicated that I can get them to do just about anything I want upon request.  So let’s test that theory shall we?! BUY ME THIS FILM by 10/31/15, if I fail to receive it by then, this assumption is thereby FALSE.  I use ‘cult’ very tongue-in-cheek, always have but at the same time I’ve experienced a bit of that culty-weirdness when people imitate you, hang on your every word or treat you like their guru.    Ties in to my recent blog:  Cults of Personality:  Are there any perks?

So I’m curious to discover whether or not a stranger will purchase this film for me just solely based on following my cult of personality.

Why this film?  This year, I’ve chosen ‘Alice’ (technically, Mrs. Tredoni) from the 1978 film “Alice, Sweet Alice” for my Halloween Costume.   It’s one of the first slasher films I watched as a child and I’ve always wanted to construct the costume.  Netflix was streaming it for a while but it’s been removed from their library recently. I think it’s high time I attain by own copy!  I figure I can use the DVD case as a prop since most people may not be familiar with the character.    You can reach me by email: for more details for shipping, or use my contact form on my website:

The film (directed by Alfred Sole) was out of print for a long time due to some boot-legging issues and was finally released again (and digitally remastered in 2007).  I find it an appropriate film due to its cult following.  There was some talk about a 2015 Remake but like most remakes, it would lose it’s original macabre especially if it’s taken out of a 1960’s setting,   I don’t know that I could bring myself to watch it, the original is a bit of nostalgia (given my Roman Catholic background).

If you’re interested in the film, you can watch it HERE.  It was previously released as “Communion, 1976”, there was a re-release in 1981 as “Holy Terror”, I just happened to be exposed to the 1978 version.  It has always received mixed reviews for holes in the plotline and seemingly missing elements such as what role did the 2-faced doll play?  Was it to insinuate that Alice had a split personality?  Was it widely known outside her own household that she owned these particular masks?  Was the original script intended to be a Ghost Story or Demon Possession?  Was Mr. Alphonso the catalyst for a Poltergeist? The role of Mrs. Tredoni as the actual killer always seemed like an after thought. There’s a lot of scenes that don’t make a whole lot of sense from a technical perspective.  The Catholicism element had always been thought to be a way to segment into deed of the Devil and Satanic Sacrifice but whatever ended up on the cutting room floor resulted in a totally different film.  That’s what kind of gives it its allure. It leaves much to the imagination.  Needless to say, I love this film.  At the very least, I have exposed you to it if it’s fallen under your radar.

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