Writer: MMichaels
Subject: Thank Gawd!
Link: LS666 Comments / 14.04.2026
Thank Gawd!
Christians and many non-Christians may utter the words “Thank God” whenever some good happens, or (more likely) whenever some bad or unwanted doesn’t happen (but until that moment seemed as if it would happen).
Are these people really thanking “God”? Like XP, I have to wonder who or what may be the true source of what happens in our lives and the world around us. XP said, “Giving thanks for our ‘blessings’ is something that must confess that has crossed my mind on more than a few occasions. And looking at the outcome of getting past an ‘event’, to further situations, does make me wonder about the source of these ‘interventions”
In my former Christian life, I just assumed that when something good happened, then it was “God” at work, and whenever something I wanted to happen didn’t happen, then “it must not be God’s will.”
However, the outcomes were often confusing, and it was very hard to see a clear-cut line between what I was supposed to see as “good” and what was supposed to be seen as “bad”. This is because I often actually wanted the “bad” outcome, and/or the “good” outcome just felt anticlimactic and was actually a letdown or disappointment when I really looked inward at what I had really been wishing for. At the time, this just left me more and more confused and frustrated. And could lead to shame and guilt feelings since I was questioning my own desires … Why did I want what was supposedly “bad”? Why did the “good” leave me empty and unfulfilled? What was “wrong” with me?
Now, looking back, I can see there was nothing wrong with me. I was really just in denial of what and who I really am. I was praying to and thanking the wrong “god”. I simply had not yet accepted my true human nature. And that nature is animalistic. It has elements of good and evil, and both are a natural part of who I really am. To deny either one is to not really be all that you are made to be.
The bubble says we must deny ourselves and only focus on Jesus and his sky daddy. Bullshit! That would be like saying I’m just going to cut off this part of me so that I can focus only on you. Fuck that!!!
Only after I truly accepted and embraced my satanic nature and true self, did I realize it is okay to embrace ALL aspects of myself… the good and the evil. Each has a time and a place. There are those in life that I love. There are those that I hate. There are many; I really don’t waste time considering one way or another. And I know they are doing likewise in relation to me. I’m okay with that. The side of me that you will see is exactly the one you deserve to see.
The old Indian legend about having two wolves inside and you become the one you feed is true … but why pick just one to feed and deny the other? Feed Both!
But back to the “who should we pray to or give thanks to?” question …
I can very honestly say that it feels more fulfilling when I thank Satan for all things. Just like I now pray to Satan for all things. When I used to pray to Jesus, it just felt hollow and like the words never made it beyond the empty room. But anytime I have prayed to Satan, it has felt different. I don’t mean that he is a genie who just grants wishes (he’s not that all). But rather, he is a listener who actually cares. He cares about both the good and the evil desires of my heart.
And he is a mentor. One who can guide me if I will only seek his counsel. He can open doors and help to remove obstacles sometimes. He can lead me to opportunities. But the choices are left up to me. He isn’t pushing me. He is simply giving me choices. It is my own inner wolves – both the good and the evil ones— that help me to take the step, make the choices, live my life.
Satan is still the Lord of this world. Regardless of my own choices. But when I recognize him and acknowledge him, then I feel like he does appreciate that. He didn’t demand that I follow him (unlike the other guy), and he will be just fine whether or not I follow him. But he is happy whenever I acknowledge him. When I do thank him for the clarity that he may have provided, or opportunities that he helped to orchestrate. In those moments, I acknowledge him, and I thank him. Thank him for the good and the evil. I crave both. He allows me both without shame or guilt.
And so I thank him always and in all things. Thank him that I didn’t have to waste too much getting some pre-Op testing this morning, and that traffic was lighter than usual. Thank him for the clean bill of health when I got the test results this afternoon. Thank him for the connection I made with a local slut who will visit this weekend so she can try out stripping at a local club (good luck thanking the other guy for such a “sinful” thing). Thank him for her being sexually promiscuous so that we can spend a weekend indulging in what others would call sin.
I’m not going to split my thanks and say that “God” gets credit for the medical and Satan gets credit for the sexual. I don’t think it works that way. I think Jesus and “God” are fairytales at best, and egomanic assholes is probably a much better description of them. Neither deserves any kind of thanks. But Satan is real (I’ve felt it too many times to think otherwise), and so the only one I am going to thank is Satan. Not because he is a magic genie wish-granter, but because he is my friend, my counselor, my comforter, and the one true god. Simple as that.
Thank You, Satan!