Worshipping Fraud

Blah blah, Bible quote, OOH OCCULTISM BAD!, hypocrisy, blah blah. And green horned robots, just because they're cute!

To my own chagrin, I still have a Facebook account. Facebook disgusts me at this point and the only reason I return to it like a dog to his vomit is because it is occasionally essential or useful. I still run the group Speakeasy Illinois and to this day it helps Illinoisans to avoid places frequented by mask-wearing, MRNA vaccine pushing creeps. Nevertheless, Facebook is and has always been an astral cesspool of ridiculous censorship and toxic narcissism.

Speaking of narcissism, the latest trend among Protestant Christians is completely avoiding Halloween celebrations. This October 31 was peppered with self-righteous posts from various churchgoers who loudly and proudly advertised their avoidance of all Halloween costumes, parties, and candy collecting in the name of Christ. Though I’m a big fan of practicing what you preach, this new denouncement of Halloween reeks of hypocrisy and is yet another reason why I believe Christianity is well on its way to becoming one of many endangered fringe religions of the future. The next dominant religions are already beginning to emerge, and none of share the propensity cancelling fun in the way Christians and their communist-atheist imitators have adopted.

When Christianity was much younger, its proponents knew better than to cancel holidays. Instead, pagan celebrations of the winter solstice and Saturnalia became Christmas. The death of Christ was scheduled for the annual celebration of spring fertility called Easter, and that’s why bunnies and eggs get thrown into the great pastel soup of the celebration of the resurrection.

Now it seems regular Protestant Christians are seeking a divorce from Halloween. Funny how Seventh Day Adventists, some Mormons, and Jehovah’s Witnesses cancelled holidays and birthdays long before it was cool. My husband grew up Seventh Day Adventist and he grew up without watching movies or listening to popular music other than a narrow list of church approved artists. I would argue that this damaged him in the long run and drove him in directions he never would have went had he not been subjected to such extremism. A woman I know who grew up as a Jehovah’s Witness was subjected to unspeakable horrors and bore witness to incest. Another child of the aforementioned religions got pregnant and dropped out of school at age 14 under very mysterious circumstances. Yet another caught herpes from her first sexual experience at age 16 and went on to marry and divorce more than a dozen times. Extremism perverts and twists.

I Too Love Jesus!

This is not to say I dislike the Christian God. I love Jesus — I really do. He’s great. From my limited experience, he is nowhere near as jealous, insecure, mean, or dogmatic as many of his followers imagine him to be. Actually, I think it is highly likely that many Christians are worshiping Lucifer and other devils without realizing it. They quote Bible phrases about fools and sinners without ever looking in the mirror. They have lost their own tradition of discursive meditation and it is much to their detriment. They are thoughtless puppets on the short leash of a dying egregore.

The Christian egregore is a pyramid that knows its better days are in the past. The spirit of Christianity was co-opted long ago by materialist forces: Martin Luther recognized that and breathed some new life into the massive structure for a time. With Nietzsche’s announcement of the death of God in 1882, Christianity suffered its first of many death knells. Its greedy, angry egregore clutched at relevance through Marxists like Stalin and Mao, determined to drag to living hell all who went against the idea of a single God in the form of the State. Now the massive astral pyramid has become hideous in its last death throes. It still dominates the material world in many respects but it is rapidly crumbling in the subtler planes. Christians everywhere know it and sense it, and that’s why the average Christian church reeks of palpable desperation for new recruits. It is why crazy old men double and triple down on bitterly memorized Bible quotes instead of actually doing the mostly-silent work of Christ. It is why thirty-something women think that virtue signaling about forbidding their children from dressing up as zombie cheerleaders think they are getting somewhere.

And Mammon Held Sway Over All

Halloween is no more evil, pagan, or "occult" than Easter or Christmas. Granted, Halloween is not ostensibly about Jesus, but if you look at the ways Easter and Christmas are celebrated, it’s pretty self-evident that Mammon rules at least one of them. In fact, Mammon holds sway over quite a few Christian churches regardless of how they celebrate or do not celebrate holidays. The proof is in the pudding, or in the more Biblical sense, “By their fruits ye shall know them.”

The average Christian church in my area of northern Illinois is a palace. Churches often have entire campuses with huge, expertly-designed soundstages and auditoriums, luxurious bathrooms, and spacious hotel style lobbies. They are landscaped to the nines, their asphalt parking lots are brand new, and their roofs never leak. Despite all their amenities, not one of the churches in my area of the far Western suburbs of Chicago doubles as a homeless shelter. Many of them preach some version of the Prosperity Gospel every weekend, and there is always the watered-down notion that indoctrinating others into the fold will somehow lead to a kind of material wealth that I believe Jesus would have found obscene.

In an odd moment of synchronicity, Youtube read my mind and a video of a dude that literally makes his living as a homeless shepherd popped up on my feed. The guy’s name is Aaron Fletcher of 123Homefree.com. He has a wagon and he trades sheep’s milk and labor for temporary lodging and food. He also happily gives away advice on being thrifty and crafty. His fingernails are dirty and his sheep are happy. They follow him around like dogs. One of his mottos is FreeDIYm > $lavery. Draw your own conclusions as to who I think is more like Jesus if we compare him to any smug church member who routinely yawns through the three chord jams of the generic Worship Band at Local Fellowship Community. God is in the details.