Where We Part Company
by Jake Block
I’ve never been one to knuckle under because someone doesn’t approve of me or what I do in my life. I’ve lived pretty much as I wanted to and have had the good fortune to share my journey with a few good people, free spirits like myself, who do what they wish and don’t interfere with the rights of others to find their own bliss. As Zappa said, “Do what you wanna, do what you will, just don’t mess up your neighbor’s thrill.” Works for me. I’ll share the road with you, so long as you wish to, so long as you keep those words in mind and remember, I was as I am when you met me. If change is going to be made, I will decide when and where that’s going to happen, and you can bet your ass that it’s not going to be based on my age or whether someone else thinks that I am too old.
Now, I won’t begrudge you your right to change, based on your needs and your perspective on life as you see it. And I won’t ask you to do the things that I want to do, as a prerequisite for being in my company, but neither will I forsake things and people that keep me motivated, interested and feeing alive to keep you by my side. Doesn’t mean I won’t still like you and respect you, I’ll simply indulge in my personal bliss without benefit of your company or, if I feel the need, in the company of someone else. Your choices and what comes from making them are yours, just as my choices and what comes from making them are mine. I won’t regret my choices and will deal with the consequences myself, in my own way.
Life is full of paths taken and paths forsaken. I was in the military 20 years and then, when it no longer worked for me, despite the fact that I had received a promotion that would be worth a lot of money for the rest of my life, I moved on. I still cherish the time I spent in the military and have no ill will toward it. It simply wasn’t what I chose to do. I identified as a Satanist in 1971 and joined the Church of Satan in 1973 and gave my allegiance to Anton LaVey until the day he died in 1997. I didn’t choose to transfer that allegiance to those who eventually took his place, and while remaining a Satanist, chose to take it in a different direction that brought me to where I am today. I cherish the time I spent in The Church of Satan and have no ill will toward it. It simply wasn’t the direction I chose to continue. Careers, associations, lovers and friends, each can have a season, and some seasons last longer than others, but when there is a point that there’s no longer a meeting of the minds or, as they say in legal separations, irreconcilable differences, there’s no need to beat a dead horse. Just remember that old horse fondly and continue on your journey in the bast way possible for you.
Now, I’m much older than I was when I started my journey and yes, I’ve parted ways emotionally, philosophically, financially and even spiritually from some people who shared my journey for many years when changes in their lives, philosophies, etc, were no longer in synch with mine. Moving on without them can be painful, bittersweet, and distancing, but I learned a long time ago in the words of a Rick Nelson song, “It’s alright now. I learned my lesson well. You see, you can’t please everyone, so you have to please yourself.”
I hear the Isley Brothers playing in my head.
“It’s your thing
Do what you wanna do
I can’t tell you
Who to sock it to.”
If we both share the same music, and one day you find it’s just too loud, then maybe you ARE too old for it. That doesn’t mean I have to be too old with you.
The Orders of The Sect of the Horned God