I met practicing satanists in the 70's. I was taken to visit a friend of ours who "was into a new thing." I met witches and several warlocks, and had the strange experience of visiting their very, very disturbed homes, which look like abandoned crypts there are so many things of rotting death reminders.
My very beautiful--very, in fact--best friend for life and I picked up two hitchhikers and brought them back to our Christian shared big pretty house on the coast. We fed them, witnessed to them, let them sleep on the couch. One was saying good-by and got a very strange look on his face and stared so deep into my eyes I can see him now.
He said, and I will try and quote him: "You're been very good to me and I'm going to tell you this. I shouldn't. It's dangerous for me to do this, but I feel I have to. You and your friend must stop picking up hitchhikers. It's very dangerous for you, and I don't want anything to happen to either one of you."
I smile and laugh and say, "hey, we do it all the time. It's our
hitchhiking ministry."
He gets more serious and says almost like this: "Do you have any idea who I am? Do you know I could have easily killed you if I wanted to? He then specifically said he was into and of official satan worship and said he wasn't the only one so for us to stop picking up hitchhikers.
He also said "they hate people like you more than anything."
Then he and his friend left, I thanked him, and I told my friend whose car it was and who was addicted to pulling over and picking up anyone "because the Lord wants us to" that that was enough warning for me, no more. And about that time I stopped.
This guy was dead serious, as I can bust a liar and a jerk telling a bizarre story for whatever reason they want the attention for in a heart beat. We asked him why he didn't get out of it, and I only remember him saying, "I can't. You just don't, and I should never have said these things to you but you're been so nice to me I don't want anything bad to ever happen to you."
So, have you ever ridden 100 miles an hour on a motorcyle in the dark on an Arizona highway at 1:00 a.m.? Haven't? Well it happens. I did. Have you ever had lunch at the Tour d'Argent in the Eiffel Tower? Haven't? Well, I have. Have you ever walked over to a butterfly in the jungle and talked to it and put out your finger and it stepped onto your finger and stayed on your finger while you walked around? Haven't? Well, I have. I don't want to bore you with any more but because you HAVEN'T doesn't mean I HAVEN'T. Get the point? Good. I'm tiring of this and I've got to get out of here and back to intelligent life, sorry. And as for satanists, well, I suggest you go back to the Esquire Magazine, pull out the reader guide to periodic literature, and find their article which they published as front page stuff sometime as early as mid-60's. At that time the author said there were over 10,000 practicing American hard-core satanists, and that was why the dead animals were starting to show up all over the place. I believe in 30 years they have made just a little progress. Read your paper today. You'll find evidence of the fruit of evil all through it. |
