Devilhead here.
I'm most notable for a blog called Unitarian Universalist Nightmares, since taken down -- not for the reasons you may think. Turns out the blog had quite a few fans; a fact I discovered today when I checked my email. After two months of not looking at it at all, there were a sizable number of emails asking where I've been, and if I'm alright.
I am alright. Just prior to taking down the Unitarian Universalist Nightmares blog I began treatment for PTSD. I've spent a decade doing talking therapy -- didn't work at all, just tended to wind me up. And for the most part I've been dealing with chronic depression, which was my primary focus of treatment. Currently I'm doing EMDR treatments. Holy shit... the rage is gone! And the decade-long depression is dissolving.
The rage, anger and pain are gone. At the same time, my opinion of the Unitarian Universalists hasn't changed. If anything my contempt for them has grown.
I asked my therapist about it and his reply was enlightening. He informed me that EMDR will remove the toxic feelings associated with my experiences in the church, but it won't change reality, it won't change my opinions, thoughts, or the experience itself.
While this blog will comment upon the withering and death of the Unitarian Universalist Association, it will not be the sole focus on this blog. My life is bigger than that.
For example:
I reside in Spokane, Washington. I moved out here fourteen years ago to serve a Unitarian Universalist church. A few years later I left the church, and Unitarian Universalism, but I stayed in Spokane. I love Spokane primarily because it is the absolutely weirdest place I've ever lived.
I never said that to the search committee who called me, but it's completely true that I loved the area because it's a vortex of weirdness. Little known fact: the movie Blue Velvet is about Spokane. Seriously, watch the movie and then hang around here for a while. Weird as shit. And there are many people in Spokane who truly groove on the weird.
But it's a weirdness that is cloaked in the straitjacket of normality - desperate normality.
And the city has been cursed, twice. The curse is still very much in effect. Any and all locals will be more than happy to tell you about the curse. The weirdos love living in a cursed city. I know I do.
For example:
My current spiritual path is a form of Gnosticism called Thelema. I got into the ministry after I encountered the divine. [There's a whole, long, long, long story here which may be told at some time.] Long story short though, I prayed and it was answered. The encounter was profound. I've never been the same. I also haven't had a drop of alcohol in thirty years. And it has never been an issue. I've never had cravings. I consider myself recovered, not "recovering." Thirty years with no struggle whatsoever, yeah I'm recovered.
Once one discovers that the gods talk back, it's game on -- let's talk!
I got into Ceremonial Magick for precisely that reason. and have had some success with Goetic, Enochian and Thelemic magick. The latter being almost entirely devoted to self-improvement, the rituals and exercises have proven to be very transformative. Later I got into Chaos Magick, which is the set of practices that I use most often. I'm also into radionics. All of this will be covered in this blog.
And to that end, I can finally confess that Unitarian Universalist Nightmares was my first experiment with hypersigilization. I learned a lot. I learned it works, and how to make it work.
This blog is a hypersigil as well. Fans will only benefit.
For example:
I'm dealing with the concept of disgust as a philosophical state of being. Not ennui, disgust. Disgust is a bigger issue than we may think. It helps to explain much of what's going on in our world. The whole MGTOW thing (which I completely support) is the end result of deep disgust. And no MGTOW is not interested in changing things, just getting out. Much like the Gnostic path itself, the whole point is to get out and leave the bullshit behind. Let the bullshit take care of itself.
Over the years I've discovered by both hard personal experience and observation, that the single most threatening thing to do is think for oneself and state one's opinions.
That shit will get you killed. Not that they haven't tried. Good luck with that.
Your Old Pal,
Devilhead
