Satanism and mortality
When I was young, I was made of rubber and magic and could bounce back from anything. There was always tomorrow and another chance for something cool and fun. In those same early days, my idea of mortality and the afterlife reflected the Egyptian idea. They didn’t have a fear of death. They loaded up their loved ones with gifts and tokens for their “journey,” like there was more to come. Not just looking down or watching over, but they had stuff to do, another life to lead, places to go, things to see. I was on board with that. With that, I don’t recall a heaven or hell, there was simply an afterlife. You went there, and those you left behind carved in stone your great deeds and accomplishments. Their afterlife wasn’t scary, it was simply the next phase of living. Then the religious zealots stepped in with their fire and brimstone. You needed to live a meager and […]