I'm going to put this post on three different groups. I feel it deserves that, as there seems to be a triad in my mind of connection to it: The Culture War, Conspiracy Truth: Wolves and Sheeple, and Satanists and Satanism. All are important to me, and I'll, hopefully, explain the connection in my brain to all three.

I'm a Satanist. A Laveyan Satanist to be exact. I've been a Satanist since I was about fourteen years old. I didn't know what it meant to me at that time. It took going to prison on a ten do four to figure out what it was to me, and how it would play out in my life, present and future. I'd had the Satanic Bible when I was seventeen, and I'd read it. It was the eleven Satanic rules of the Earth that I'd grow to abide by. Every religion has it's commandments, rules, laws. These eleven rules made sense to me. When I was seventeen, I got arrested for my first time, eighteen saw me in prison for that ten do four I mentioned earlier. Arrested, charged, indicted, convicted, sentenced. My favorite band, by the way, Sentenced. I was guilty, I commited a crime, I did my time.

While I was serving my sentence, I'd grown to the culture of the Samurai. I'd read books based upon the subject. My religion combined with the Samurai culture would form the person that I would become, and be, for the rest of my life. I see the eleven rules of Satanism, and I see the code of honor Samurai lived by. Then, there were Vikings. Vikings also had their honor. Die on the field of battle, without cowering, without fear, then you've died an honorable death, and you are allowed entrance into Valhalla, to feast and drink, and await the day of Ragnarok, when the final battle between Good and Evil would commence, the Earth would be cleansed, and all live would start over.

My release would see a changed me. A me that was respectful, loyal, and honor bound. I'd gone all of my life just to hear my father tell me he was proud of me for something, fucking ANYTHING. My father told me that I was the most honorable person he'd ever known. That I'd taken my sentence like a man, that I'd served my sentence, and that he was proud of me. It took going to prison, and serving my time, for my father to be proud of me. It was a slap in the face, and the happiest thing I'd ever experienced in my life.

In 2017, I met a Luciferian Satanist witch that would, in 2018, become my wife. She'd grown from what she'd felt when she'd been a child, and I like to think that some of her growth was from me, but that seems a bit narcissistic. I love her with all that I am, and while, perhaps, we don't agree on everything, we mesh very well. Our thoughts and opinions typically come in sync. We have two black cats for fuck's sake. At least one of them she wanted to be her familiar. They're both ridiculous. Lamia, and Mephit. I love Dungeons and Dragons.

My point from this story, though long winded perhaps, is:

I read the news, present, and I delve into conspiracy of that news. I once thought I was left, then thought I was right, but found the middle to be the truth. I'm more conservative than liberal. Libertarian, to be precise. Going back to the pizza gate scandal, and how everyone points to the deep state as Satanists seems to bother me. Most of it is the human trafficking. The pedophilia. It pisses me the fuck off.

Satanic rule of the Earth number nine: Do not harm little children.

That enrages me. Infuriates me. I know there are those Satanists that scream about murder, mayhem, chaos. Burning churches, sacrificing priests. Raping nuns. And, the "Boneless Christian" album by Coven was a great work of art to me, I don't feel these things. I don't hurt children. I don't cause mayhem, carnage. More often, I want to be left alone, unless rule number eleven comes into play: "When walking in open territory, bother no one. If someone bothers you, ask him to stop. If he does not stop, destroy him".

All this "Satanism is bad" is bothersome. Makes me wish that all Satanists took the same route that I took. Honor above all things, and be prepared to die any moment of your day. Bushido. All these mongoloids sacrificing kids for their "fountain of youth". For the gratification of pleasure. Mother fucker, I will kill a swine that touches my kids.

And, I'm sorry, that the connection is near the end. But, the connection is that our culture promotes the sexualization of everything, and even children. The conspiracy is that there is a rampant sexualization of children in our government and in Hollywood that leads to human trafficking for sexual purposes, and if you're a true Satanist, Laveyan at least, you DO NOT HARM KIDS. I can't even let my step-daughter listen to Katy Perry, for fuck's sake. She's all over this Marina Abramavich bullshit. All of our, my, favorite bands, movie actors/actresses are. Adrenochrome. Look it up. Research it. It's fucked up.

The deep state is terrified. Trump called them out. He called them out, and he did it epically. However, if he doesn't show something of his efforts soon, he won't win the re-election. Biden will continue business as usual, or the deep state will create a reason he had to go, and the vice president will take up the office, and we will be in deep fucking shit.

So, Trump 2020. Epstein didn't kill himself. If he even died at all, to be honest.

Have a question, I invite asking. Like the post, I appreciate that. Have further information, I welcome it. I just wanted to share a bit of myself, and a little of what pisses me the fuck off. Thanks for reading. And, since this is what it is, the name Ranticore, is essentially a ranting manticore. I giggled when I created the idea a year ago. It's just funny, and plays very well.