How do you live?

Do people really live their religion 24/7?  Does it permeate through everything they say, think and do?  Or, is it just an obsession to discuss on the Internet?

People often ask me why I write seemingly random posts, to include my cultural study interests, social analysis and folk songs.  “What does this have to do with Satanism???”  They ask.  Last time I checked, this is my personal blog, and it isn’t ‘The Satanism Blog‘.   Look at my archives, clearly I’ve stated that I am not here to teach you how to be Satanist.  I’m not your guru.  I address social issues fairly often, and these are issues that most people deal with, it’s not distinguishably a ‘Satanic’ problem.  In fact, replace ‘Satanist’ with your (fill in the blank) religion, philosophy or way of life and I’m sure you’ll be able to relate to my point of view.

I don’t know how you live, I can only ask the question: How do you live?

I share some of my thoughts and ideas for perspective and introspect.  Is my blog telling you how to live?  Why would you allow anyone to tell you what’s what anyway?  I express myself, and if you can’t handle that perhaps you should just unsubscribe, or else grow a set and tell me what you think about my content.  Is it really that hard?  I suppose it is, when people seem more content to go running off into oblivion with their paranoia and authoritarian world views.    “That woman is an abomination!  She’s too damn blunt!”

News Flash, no one is an authority over me, so why should I expect that you would accept me as your authority?  In fact, I challenge you to go live your own life, and on your own terms.  What the hell do you need me for?  I live my life on my own terms, and people will always have opinions and critiques about the lives of others.  If that’s too much for you to bear, go wrap yourself in plastic wrap and stay in your protective bubbles where it’s safe.

I live out loud, but I do maintain a level of social privacy because I’m not obligated to share 100% of myself with you.  I don’t owe you shit, and you are not entitled to the best of me.  If that sounds callus, I never said I was a nice girl.  Why should I be nice?  I treat people how I have been treated, call it the Silver Rule, or what ever the hell you feel comfortable with.  Some people live by the Golden Rule:  Do unto others, as you would have done unto you.  And some people live by no rules at all, they just roll with what life dishes them.

“You’re so vain, I bet you think this blog is about you, don’t you?”

[Sing it to the tune of Carly Simon’s ‘You’re so Vain’ maybe it will sink in]

Take for instance my interest in murder ballads, if you were familiar enough with my personal expressions, read my writing and learn something about me; you would know it’s directly tied to my Memento Mori.

Some people invest.  I’ve been conversing with people on the net for many years, and those people that do, seem to get it just fine.  We have a good laugh at the ridiculousness of most things people obsess over.  To include Sin Jones.  

My BOOK OF SIN piece should give you a fairly clear summation my personal axioms.  Do I walk my talk 24/7, absolutely!  Do I need to talk about it every minute of the day?  No, I surely don’t.  I do have a great sense of humor, and perhaps my sarcasm escapes you; it’s all “Oh Sin Jones you are so mean!” I can’t help but laugh, I mean really…How ridiculous and overly dramatic people can be.  Get a sense of humor.

Out of the mouths of babes right?  If a 4 year old can’t be convinced, how are you so easily swayed?

Maybe you live in a dead cell, in fear, and behind some false sense of power. Or, maybe you get it and you just smile the devil’s grin with each word I write.

I know I do…

Sin Jones

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