I've been going back and forth with this for a while. Prayer, meditation, exercise... all the above, implemented before even speaking on this.
In 2012, I pretty much denounced my 2005-2011 music. I didn't really explain it too much. I'll do it here. I feel that I minced too many words in my written songs. The things I wanted to say, I let magic convey. The subconscious, is better the phrase. I let my/your subconscious relay whatever message it was I was trying to get across with writing.
I always toyed with the idea of being a Satanist. I grew up in a Pentecostal household, and went to Catholic school. This fine line I walked led to mass confusion/conclusions drawn about who I am/was.
Music recorded without being previously written both drew a line in the sand and eroded the line. I tapped into every Luciferian fantasy, the imagination of Beelzebub and ACTUALLY RECORDED IN THE PRESENCE OF THE DEVIL. I may have been under horrific conditions, but I had comfort.
Come to find out, that comfort is God's love.
Now what do I do?
I can't just turn away The 3 *drKiwis*. I'm not all the way sold on Hell's Belles. I'm too private for both Heaven and Hell.
Another one of my closer StarChasers asked me if I'm going to denounce my 2012-2024 music, in the name of God/Jesus. I don't know if I can. If they know my heart, they know why I #ran to The Darkside. It's almost obvious isn't it? Tap in with The Devils, get a free security guard?
I knew and know what I was doing.
It's for you.
As long as you have a beating heart, nothing can beat you to death (except death itself).
The least able of the Planeteers controlled heart.
Without it, do you think Capt. Planet would survive?
I appreciate the concern. Just pick up whatever jewels come with the journey and build yourself up.
I'll catch up.
witchya fast ass asses!
#CH
