Pansexuality in Satanism

Growing up I always loved to write. When I was too young to make my own developed fantasy stories I used to keep a journal. It's funny that I have so many at this point because I would never be able to finish one, though not from lack of effort. I'd often scribble in huge letters just to fill the page because I couldn't handle the idea of moving on before the journal was entirely filled... But aside from my youthful peculiarities, they do serve as an interesting tool for insight several decades later. Growing up, it seems, I always struggled while Christian, to accept myself and my attraction to all genders. This was a key factor for me in my apostasy, and so it's an important thing for me to document here in this blog as well because Satanism? Satanism has a very specific view on topics such as Pansexuality. Let me share a little background with you first.

Goodbye Good Intentions

The pastor's boy. For me it was always about the pastor's boy. It wasn't that I had a type, it was that I had a giant florescent sign on my rear and anytime I'd look over my shoulder that's who I'd notice trying to read it. (I wonder what it said?)

"Jesus Saves."

Growing up all I knew were these sweet boy-next-door types. I was aflame and they wanted what they'd never found in their inner church circles...but it drove me bonkers. I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong to consistently attract not only this personality type, but someone with that specific place in the world (pastoral kin)! In a universe where oversimplified law is, "Opposites attract," I should have known to expect nothing other than 6's and 7's on the LaVey personality synthesizer, but young me had no clue what Satanism was, much less about how to wield the power of Satanic magic. I felt doomed. For a while I gave up dating all together in an unofficial capacity, and only when my ex (who, much to my horror to discover 3 months after we started dating, was yet another pastor's son) tricked me into dating him did I see myself reenter the scene in college, a scene from which I'd make a quick departure once she came along.

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You're probably wondering how he did that. I'll share another time, but suffice to say, that wasn't the end of his manipulations....As to be expected from the son of a faith leader.
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Hello, Lady in the Red Dress

She wasn't wearing red, but oh how we do love our metaphors! She may as well have been because the moment I met her my life path would be forever changed. The religion I was raised in forbade me from considering what I knew had become more than just a friendship, and I chose, like many Christians will, to cherry-pick what I wanted out of the Holy Bible just because it felt more "me" than how I felt with my ex. I could be myself with her--around him I felt constant frustration, much as I had with all of my other past boyfriends (and no wonder, given their station)! It was an incredible feeling to shed the layers of biblical gender roles and just enjoy life in its simple pleasures with her...and in the end she had an impressive influence on my ability to shed the ill-fitting title of Christian as well.

The cherry-picking didn't last. I have too much integrity to lie to myself for long, and as most Satanists may agree, deluding myself wasn't worth it. I knew who I was and where I belonged, and it wasn't in a stuffy religion that rejected the human condition and the human heart. Satanism has become the only truth for the flourishing of Me.

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Me. Oh, yes, Me. Capital M....e. Why?
I capitalize it for the same reason as others in the fetish culture, but in this case, I use the term Me to refer to myself as a goddess; specifically a Satanic goddess!
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Satan May be Pansexual

I want to remind the reader of something: Satanism encourages us to embrace who we are as animals. It's the first religion that I've ever studied in length that brazenly asserts its apathy for the gender identity of your partner. If you're happy, lawful, safe, sane, and consensual, Satanism approves. Of course, this isn't the only thing that matters in the scale of a compatible relationship but holy moly is it important to remember as a baseline.

Although I can find some optimism in the idea of others finding a partner of a contrary faith to age the years with, it's fantasy in my case. It's important to me that my partner and I hold the same core values and beliefs, even if we grow together far away from our starting point. Here's an example of how the Satanic perspective affects our relationship: because we both value living life instead of believing in the afterlife, we truly do make each second together count. Because we recognize each other as goddesses in our own right, the mutual respect runs deep, and even in a situation of countering views we're able to come to a compromise with no blood, sweat, nor tears. We challenge each other because we want to be the best, and we grow together, not apart from one another, and because of that we are the strongest couple I know. As far as Satanism is concerned, that's a pretty sweet deal.

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