I have a confession to make: I utterly failed at Satanism.

In addition to not posting at all this month, I managed get through April without even reading the Satanic Bible. I blame Satanism for being such an uninvolved faith—with no rituals or practices to hold to, it’s very easy to go days without even thinking about religion. I may not have succeeded in daily meditation or prayer, but the guilt over missing days at least made me think about religious matters.

(I am, of course, merely inferring the lack of ritual, since I haven’t read the book.  I’m sure Michael or Andrew would have told me.)
My token efforts  this month involved eating too much junk food and being lazy because hey, that’s what I felt like doing.  Other than rationalizing away that can of Coke as a religious duty, I let faith out of my life entirely.

I’m disappointed in myself, but also intrigued how I can’t seem to get past my prejudice toward certain “faiths”.  Michael makes a good case for Satanism as a religion, but going in I didn’t take it seriously and as a result didn’t put any effort into it.  My distaste for the name, the narcissistic theme, and the juvenile melodrama of the Satanic Bible never wavered.  This does not bode well for Scientology.

You may note that the header image went straight from Baha’i to Buddhism, as the lack of enthusiasm extended to this blog.  Sorry about that.  Buddhism looks fit to inspire a lot more activity.