The satanic offering.....

I love metal.

Anyone who knows me can testify to the unhealthy obsession I have with music, let alone metal. I think my choice of music surprises some who meet me.

I use to dress goth all the time. I don't anymore, because I like to save it for special occasions (Shows,Fetish parties, my favorite holiday of the year halloween, etc). There are still plenty of times you can find me and a few friends at goth/industrial clubs around the south florida area dancing to Combichrist, Dawn of Ashes, Wolfsheim, Wumpscut, etc.

I just don't feel the need to dress the part all the time.

I live in south Florida and if you have visited or lived/live here yourself, you can testify to the heat and even worse, the humidity.

Ever try leaving your house with black eyeliner, powder on your face that is way to white for your complexion, in all black with a long sleeve black trench coat for good measure? I have. Then i went to soccer practice.

Now, about 10 years later, you can still catch me in ripped jeans, dr. martens, and a t-shirt with some kind of offensive/quirky saying. But nothing that advertises that I worship the devil.

I was bored earlier this evening and decided to watch some videos I haven't seen in a while, one being Dimmu Borgir- The Serpentine Offering. As i'm waiting for the video to load, i look to the right of the screen and there in a HUGE ad space is a link to: imosh.com. The Satanic superstore.

Really?

I can't help but laugh at the cheesiness of the suggestion by the abyss of the internet.

How thoughtful???

Have you ever watched Metalocalypse? If you haven't, i suggest you do. Dethklok is nothing to sneeze at (but that is another story). There is an episode where Toki Wartooth (the second guitarist in the band) just wants to be recognized by an adult audience, not children. So, when a dying little girl makes a final wish to meet anyone she wants, she chooses Toki. Well, Toki turns down the offer and decides to become a "demon of their {children} dreams". So he pours blood over himself, grabs a flame thrower and walks around mordhouse torching things.

That is what satanic advertisements make me want to do.

That's how cheesy the suggestion is.

But thank you.

I'll be sure to dance with the devil later, under the pale moon light.