Normal People Like It, Too

It never ceases to amaze me how surprised other folks are to discover that even though I am an “occult mastermind” and really into the occult, that I am still a normal person. You know, don’t dress all in black or look like a goth fruitcake, or gob on and on to them about how Mercury is Square Jupiter and the dark Shoggoth Lords have started Ngroth, Shoggoth aru-Nylaarhotep! Uh… Yeah. Listen, I like to watch sitcoms, and get mad at shows like the apprentice, I enjoy scary movies, and art openings, and like to play frisbee with my dog, and drink Miller Lite (yes, I am aware that its a crap beer,) and dress like anyone else… Anyone who feels the need to garb themselves in black and draw stars on their face with black eyeliner to leave the house to get a gallon of milk is either really nuts, really a geek, or just probably still in high school…or they are a member of a heavy metal band, I guess. The people who walk around looking like Marilyn Manson generally don’t have a clue about the occult…usually the issue there is that their Daddy didn’t love them – or he loved them too much, if you get what I’m saying. Occult people are just like people who are really into collecting stamps or watching Football…we just have a passion. 😉 Now if you love football, do you go around with your face and body painted with the team logo just to leave the house to get a gallon of milk…do you paint your face and body like that daily? No? Why not? Because then you would be a freak? Ah, yes. There is having a passion about something, and then there is having a sick obsession that takes over your life…

I love the occult, and could discuss it all day – HOWEVER – I look normal (and incredibly sexy as well,) and I date a male nurse, who looks normal too (ah, looks are deceiving!) and dresses kinda preppy, and if you saw us walking down the street together, the only thing you would be remarking to yourself about is how damn fine I am, and who’s the lucky bastard with the sexy brown eyes holding my hand. Yes, I am vain. >:)

The kicker here for me is that I take on clients, most of whom seem to think I have some crazy Necronomical death altar from which I cast down hideous shrieks from the cursed book… Uh… okay, I like Hoodoo, and Paganism (especially Celtic,) and Ceremonialism, have an interest in Vodou, and don’t bother with the Wicca. Not into Satanism, and don’t believe the Necronomicon ever existed…at least the real thing, as I realize that there IS a “Simonicon.” My altar is pretty mild…less than what one would see in a good Catholic household. When I pray, I don’t generally strip down and dance and speak in tongues to demons… I just pray like most folks.

The occult…normal people like it, too.

~Cat