People who believe their god loves them unconditionally are less able to be controlled through divine terrorism.

Loving her has become a part of my religion, a gentle mantra with every beating of my heart. I cannot imagine its Ragnarok without wilting.

Holding fantasy to our chests only means our hands are not free to work.

Our brains want God even as our minds debunk the divine.

Paganism is the default of most children, since they excel at magical thinking.

My main nurturing instinct toward children is mild sadism--picking them up and threatening to drop them--which is why I am a good uncle but would make a poor father.

Having ascended to some spiritual strength by focusing on the power of the feminine, it is no doubt tempting to wield this strength against that which triggers memories of having once been weaker.

Women are seen as imperfect or unclean, because of a myth of a tempting apple, because they bleed monthly, because they lack equivalent upper body strength.

Most magick I have experienced can be written off as a stew of psychology and coincidence, and I truly believe this is where magick is best worked.

Magick need not be a crutch, but it is hard to argue that anything you lean on in lieu of building your own strength weakens resolve.

I honor the divine on a daily basis, but I want to know that the greatest magick in my life is living authentically with what I have and can do.

either on a competitive or a cartel basis.

When you receive God's love and encouragement, it will empower you to do more than you ever thought possible.

Writing is my therapy. My feelings build up inside of me and then I sit down and write a song.

I love seeing people get excited.

The truth is cruel, but it can be loved, and it makes free those who have loved it.

Your personal boundaries protect the inner core of your identity and your right to choices.

Seeming failure is not of the law of satyagrahabut of incompetence of the satyagrahi by whatever cause induced.

Having a chance to be someone other than yourself and to act out stuff that makes people look at you, like, wow, and that's why I love acting so much.

One is always half mad when one is shy of people.

War tears, rends. War rips open, eviscerates. War scorches. War dismembers. War ruins.