The Path to Hell is Paved with Kit Kats.

The following is an actual blog posting from Kimberley Daniels, featured on CBN.com in the fall of 2009. It has since been removed (small wonder why).

I want to assure you that, other than my obvious editorial asides, this piece has not been altered in any way.

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Regular Text=Content of original column.

Bold Text=Stuff I imagine the writer was probably thinking but didn't say.

Halloween—October 31—is considered a holiday in the United States.

Also the anniversary of the day my first husband left me for a German podiatrist, but that's neither here nor there.

In fact, it rivals Christmas with regard to how widely celebrated it is.

But less so in regards to how likely it is to drive you to alcoholism.

Stores that sell only Halloween-related paraphernalia open up a few months before the day and close shortly after it ends.

But is Halloween a holiday that Christians should be observing? The word "holiday" means "holy day." But there is nothing holy about Halloween. The root word of Halloween is "hallow," which means "holy, consecrated and set apart for service."

As you can see, my subscripton to OED.com is really paying off!

If this holiday is hallowed, whose service is it set apart for? The answer to that question is very easy—Lucifer's!

Lucifer is a part of the demonic godhead.

Not to be confused with the demonic headshop, which is having a huge sale on some really ripping pieces next week.

Remember, everything God has, the devil has a counterfeit.

For example, God drives a 1972 365GTS, while the devil drives the Coachcraft knockoff they used in ‘Ferris Bueller’s Day Off’. To the untrained eye, they’re nearly indistinguishable.

Halloween is a counterfeit holy day that is dedicated to celebrating the demonic trinity of the Luciferian Spirit (the false father); the Antichrist Spirit (the false holy spirit); and the Spirit of Belial (the false son).

The possible role of the Trinity Broadcasting Network in this sordid assemblage has yet to be determined.

The key word in discussing Halloween is "dedicated." It is dedicated to darkness and is an accursed season. During Halloween, time-released curses are always loosed. A time-released curse is a period that has been set aside to release demonic activity and to ensnare souls in great measure.

Yeah, little did you know that demonic curses work on the same time-released schedule as your sleeping pills.

"Are you having trouble staying cursed all night? Do you find yourself tossing and turning trying at all hours because you just can’t get cursed when you want to? Try Satanata! Our patented time-released formula ensures that you get cursed and stay cursed all night long!"

You may ask, "Doesn't God have more power than the devil?" Yes, but He has given that power to us. If we do not walk in it, we will become the devil's prey. Witchcraft works through dirty hearts and wrong spirits.

Say it with me folks: "I. Have. THE POWAHH!!!"

During this period demons are assigned against those who participate in the rituals and festivities. These demons are automatically drawn to the fetishes that open doors for them to come into the lives of human beings.

For example, I have a fetish about men in striped silk stockings. Demons are automatically drawn to that. Or wait, am I talking about the other kind of fetish? Erm…

For example, most of the candy sold during this season has been dedicated and prayed over by witches.

When reached for comment on these accusations of pagan witchcraft tainting their products, the CEOs of Nestle, Hershey, and Mars responded:

"Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble!
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog!"

I do not buy candy during the Halloween season. Curses are sent through the tricks and treats of the innocent whether they get it by going door to door or by purchasing it from the local grocery store. The demons cannot tell the difference.

Why the witches don't use this unprecedented and baffling access to our candy supply to curse candy the other eleven months of the year is a mystery. Similarly, why they haven't cursed our entire food supply remains unclear. I assume this is just their natural laziness at work, but I can promise that trick or treat candy is cursed reliably every year.

Even the colors of Halloween (orange, brown and dark red) are dedicated.

This is different from the way the color red is dedicated to Jesus. I’m not sure how though.

These colors are connected to the fall equinox, which is around the 20th or 21st of September each year and is sometimes called "Mabon."

Because the leaves turn orange and red and then brown in the fall, see? So to review, leaves are evil.

During this season witches are celebrating the changing of the seasons from summer to fall. They give praise to the gods for the demonic harvest.

That harvest being primarily candy corn and jujubes, of course.

They pray to the gods of the elements (air, fire, water and earth).

Or sometimes just Earth, Wind, and Fire.

Mother earth is highly celebrated during the fall demonic harvest. Witches praise mother earth by bringing her fruits, nuts and herbs.

Mother earth appreciates a good Satanic potluck.

Demons are loosed during these acts of worship. When nice church folk lay out their pumpkins on the church lawn, fill their baskets with nuts and herbs, and fire up their bonfires, the demons get busy. They have no respect for the church grounds. They respect only the sacrifice and do not care if it comes from believers or non-believers.

As you can tell, I spend a lot of time thinking about demons getting busy in church. A whole lot of time.

Gathering around bonfires is a common practice in pagan worship.

Also a common practice for anyone who is feeling really, really cold. Demon worship and pissy weather go hand in hand. God prefers Mediterranean climates. Everyone in Norway? You're pretty much going to Hell.

As I remember, the bonfires that I attended during homecoming week when I was in high school were always in the fall. I am amazed at how we ignorantly participate in pagan, occult rituals.

At least, I assume they were in the fall. I never actually went, because I always asked where the bonfire would be and they always told me it was in miller’s field, and then I would go out there and no one would be there and I’d just wait around all night, then when I asked Sandy about it the next day she always just kind of smiled and said ‘Oops, we changed it to the beach, I guess everyone forgot to tell you,’ and I’m not sure I really believed that because it happened EVERY SINGLE YEAR!

The gods of harvest that the witches worship during their fall festivals are the Corn King and the Harvest Lord.

That Jolly Green Giant fellow has a rather pagan look about him too, but so far we haven't turned up any dirt on him.

The devil is too stupid to understand that Jesus is the Lord of the Harvest 365 days a year. But we cannot be ignorant of the devices of the enemy. When we pray, we bind the powers of the strong men that people involved in the occult worship.

The devil is very stupid, but he’s actually weaved this elaborate web of trickery and misrepresentation to lure us into pagan worship quite artfully over the years. Beware of the wiles of the stupid, easily-tricked devil.

Halloween is much more than a holiday filled with fun and tricks or treats. It is a time for the gathering of evil that masquerades behind the fictitious characters of Dracula, werewolves, mummies and witches on brooms. The truth is that these demons that have been presented as scary cartoons actually exist. I have prayed for witches who are addicted to drinking blood and howling at the moon.

(Edit: The reader may wish to know that I, too, have often prayed for a witch who is addicted to drinking blood and howling at the moon, but, sadly, God has yet to provide one for me. I mean, come on, that sounds like one wild, kinky girl, am I right?

Although, and I swear to God this is true, I did once know a girl who expressed a wish to use my virgin blood in a ceremony, the purpose of which she wouldn't share. If you were wondering what the fastest possible way to scare me off of a crush is, wonder no more...

Also, we should remember that moon howling addiction is no laughing matter. I had a friend once who had a serious moon howling problem until he joined Lunar Anonymous. Sure, it started off simple enough, just a harmless howl once a month, but before you know he was screaming himself hoarse at the moon ten, twenty, sometimes thirty times a night.

And on those new moon nights, when he was jonesing hard for a howl and there was no moon out? Scary stuff man. I once found him naked and tethered to a mailbox, howling over and over at a lamppost. It’s a damn shame.)

While the lukewarm and ignorant think of these customs as "just harmless fun," the vortexes of hell are releasing new assignments against souls. Witches take pride in laughing at the ignorance of natural men (those who ignore the spirit realm).

Decorating buildings with Halloween scenes, dressing up for parties, going door-to-door for candy, standing around bonfires and highlighting pumpkin patches are all acts rooted in entertaining familiar spirits.

These days the spirits just TiVo most of the entertainment, which seems a little rude to me.

All these activities are demonic and have occult roots. The word "occult" means "secret." The danger of Halloween is not in the scary things we see but in the secret, wicked, cruel activities that go on behind the scenes.

You know, secret, like the things that went on with Father Tim in the rectory when I was eight that I’m never, ever supposed to talk about.

These activities include:

*Demonic pagan orgies.
*Ritual animal molestation.
*Ritual child molestaion and sacrifice.

I know because I spend quite a lot of time thinking about these things. Sometimes it’s all I think about. Day in day out, you’d be amazed at how hard it is to get pagan sex orgies out of your head. So very, very hard…

Another abomination that goes on behind the scenes of Halloween is necromancy, or communication with the dead. Séances and contacting spirit guides are very popular on Halloween, so there is a lot of darkness lurking in the air.

Again, this is different from the way people talk to the dead in the Bible. I’m not sure how.

However, Ephesians 1:19-21 speaks of the authority of the believer and the exceeding greatness of God's power in us (the same power that raised Christ from the dead). It goes on to say that that Jesus is seated in heavenly places far above all principalities, power, might, dominions and every name that is named. The good news is that because we are seated in heavenly places with Jesus, the same demonic activity that is under His feet is under our feet, too!

So, to review, Jesus is walking on pagan demon orgies. But in a totally non-kinky way, I assure you.

People who worship the devil continue to attempt to lift him up. But he has already been cast out and down! Many are blinded to this fact, but the day will come when all will know he has been defeated once and for all.

When we accept Jesus but refuse to renounce Satan and his practices, we are neither hot nor cold but lukewarm—and the Word says that God will spit us out of His mouth.

God uses a lukewarm mouthrinse twice a day to preserve gum health.

The problem with lukewarm is that it attempts to mix the things of the devil with the things of God.

Like that time I spiked the holy water.

It is God's desire that we serve Him alone.

Second Corinthians 6:15 asks the question, "And what agreement has Christ with Belial?" As believers, we need to answer that question in our hearts. We must avoid the very appearance of evil. I would not want a demon spirit to mistake me for an occult worshiper.

Let me stress again: the most important element is how everything looks. Actual underlying thoughts, feelings, and truths are disregarded by cosmic entities.

There is no doubt in my heart that God is not calling us to replace fall festivals and Halloween activities; rather, He wants us to utterly destroy the deeds of this season. If you or your family members have opened the door to any curses that are released during the demonic fall festivals, renounce them and repent. I already have. Then declare with me: "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord!"

Do you want freedom from fear? Find peace with God

(Edit: Well, I'm sure feeling some seasonal fear, but I don't think it's the cursed Snickers talking...)

Gibson's Magnet.

Steve Gibson heard a bad joke 22 years ago and his life changed forever.

“In 1986 the joke at my high school was ‘Are you gay? Got AIDS yet?’ When you’re gay, and you hear that, it’s one of those moments when you know that your whole life is going to be different,” Gibson said.

Gibson finds nothing amusing about AIDS. He fought disease and discrimination as a student activist at Saint Louis University, as co-executive director of San Francisco’s Stop AIDS Project, and finally as executive director of Magnet, the Castro’s one-stop health clinic and community center.

Magnet provides not only STD testing but also a space for art openings, public forums, and community meetings. The roots of Magnet go back eight years to a time when a pressing need was going unfulfilled in San Francisco's gay community.

“There was a chunk of change coming around to support gay men’s health services in San Francisco,” Gibson said. “At the time, there was not one place doing HIV testing in the Castro. Managing a disease epidemic for 25 years is not natural, but in San Francisco, unfortunately, gay men have to.”

But from the beginning Magnet was to be about more than public health.

“There was a feeling that more of the same was going to generate more of the same,” Gibson said. “So how do you improve the overall health of the community?”

Through Magnet, Gibson hopes to create a sense of community and fraternity in the Castro that will reduce risky behaviors like drug abuse and unprotected sex.

“The Castro has a huge international reputation, and when most of us moved here from Topeka or wherever we didn’t leave all of our [emotional] baggage behind,” Gibson said. “We expect to be treated with dignity and respect and have full rights, but we don’t treat ourselves with that same dignity and respect.”

In addition to providing health services, Magnet also hosts “art openings and book openings and socials and town hall forums,” all in the interests of creating “a community norm where whoever you are is perfect just the way you are,” Gibson said.

Gibson grew up in Indianapolis, where he "learned things like manners and that you could leave the door unlocked and what it was like to have a safe, healthy childhood,” but where he also had to cope with the deaths of both of his parents before he was 18.

“Steve’s father died of a massive heart attack when Steve was only five,“ said Nancy Hart, Gibson’s maternal aunt. “His mother passed away just around the time he was finishing [high] school. The real shame is that they never really got to know what a wonderful son they had.”

Gibson acknowledged that his parents’ deaths forced him to mature quickly.

“The years I was supposed to become a young adult I was an adult instead,“ he said.

Gibson said that after his mother’s death he came out of the closet, but only gradually.

“The Midwest is slow to come around,” said Hart, who never suspected that her nephew was gay. “I never felt like he waited to tell me, it was just the right opportunity then,” she said.

By the time Gibson enrolled at Saint Louis University, a Jesuit school, in 1992, he was not just willing to admit he was gay, he was making a stand about it.

“The first memory I have of Steve is a phone call and him saying ’I’m openly gay and I want to know if Saint Louis University is a safe place for me,’” said Professor Janice Chadha, at the time an instructor in SLU’s health department. “I told him ‘I believe we can make it safe.’”

“I was openly gay and applying to a Catholic university. They really didn’t know what to do with me,” Gibson said.

The student body initially had trouble accepting Gibson. “Steve was the first person [at SLU] who ever said ‘I’m a gay man, and from my perspective’, and the students were dumbfounded,” Chadha said.

Not satisfied just with being SLU’s first openly gay student, Gibson went on to found a student group for gays and lesbians, with Chadha as faculty adviser. “I received multiple threats, including some death threats” during that period, Gibson said.

Chadha recounted one particularly tense confrontation:

“This big football player type guy walked up to him in the hall and said ‘Steve Gibson, you’re a faggot.’ And Steve said ‘Yeah?’ And the guy said it again, ‘Steve Gibson, you’re a faggot.’ And Steve says ‘What is it I can do for you?’”

Chadha spent more time worrying about Gibson’s safety than Gibson himself did.

“She gave me her rape whistle and said ‘You’re going to needs this now more than I am,’” Gibson said.

“It was a band whistle, you could hear it a mile away,” said Chadha. “I was very scared at the time, but I don’t think Steve was ever scared. I learned a lot about being brave from Steve. [He] was one of the most challenging experiences of my academic career, and probably the most rewarding.”

Although Chadha worried, Gibson’s family lost little sleep over his potentially dangerous political stand.

“He’s not someone I’ve ever sat around and worried about,” said Nancy Hart. “He believed in what he did. He would not back down from his cause.”

According to Chadha, Gibson transformed the school.

“They went form being a Catholic University that didn’t even talk about gay and lesbian issues to flying the pink triangle flag from the student union building,” she said.

Gibson noticed his impact in more subtle ways.

“I had someone walk up to me in the hallway and say ‘Are you Steve Gibson?’ And when I said ‘yes’ he just said ‘Thank you’ and walked away.”

“When he graduated I went and got him a sheet cake with pink triangles and ‘Steve Gibson, Shameless Agitator’ written on it,” Chadha said, noting that the bakery kept a photo of the cake on display for years.

Gibson moved to San Francisco in 1993 with a specific mission in mind to fight the spread of HIV.

“I moved out here with my master’s in social work. I lived in the Castro and I was young and cute and just blond enough for it to matter. I thought I was going save the world,” said Gibson.

“I finally convinced the Stop AIDS project to hire me in 1994,” Gibson said. “It was the plague years, but people were starting to live longer. It used to be people would walk down the streets and say ‘I knew so and so who died there, who died there, who died there.‘ There would be a hundred people who had died within a block. You don’t get that anymore.”

Gibson said that even after decades of safe sex education a need for outreach still existed.

“Brushing your teeth is fairly simple, and it only involves one person. We know that we’re supposed to brush three times a day, but most of us don’t,” he said. “Sex, on the other hand, is complicated, and it involves two people. Minimum.”

Steve Abbott, who sits on the board of Stop AIDS, said that Gibson was a perfect fit for the organization.

“He loved the project and its mission. He’d found his calling,” Abbott said. “It was always a pleasure to see him.”

Beginning as a volunteer for Stop AIDS in 1994, Gibson worked his way up to co-executive director.

“He really wove himself into the fabric of the project,” Abbott said. “We had an issue with leadership at the time and Steve stepped right up and said ‘I’m not sure if I have the skill set, but I’m in.’”

In 2000 Gibson left Stop AIDS to begin work on what would eventually become Magnet. Abbott was sorry to see him go, but called Gibson’s work since “very impressive.”

“People come into Stop AIDS and they do what they do and they move on,” Abbott said. “Steve is an example of moving on to a whole other level.”

A group photo just inside the entrance of the Stop AIDS headquarters prominently displays Gibson.

“Every time I walk in the door, there’s Steve,” Abbott said. “He’s still very much a part of the project.”

Getting Magnet off the ground turned out to be harder than Gibson imagined.

“It was hell,” said Kevin Roe, the first employee Gibson hired. “Neither of us had any idea what we were getting into. The building wasn’t even open, [Steve] had a desk in someone else’s office, I had no desk and no office, and there was no one to help.”

Roe credits Gibson for steering Magnet through its growing pains.

“He held up. His hair got whiter, but he’s still here. That’s how it is, you take as much hell as you can until you crack,” Roe said.

Gibson described himself as “a workaholic” who devotes as much as 60 hours a week to Magnet.

“He lies,” said Roe. “It’s more like 65, 70.“

Roe said that Magnet has been a success, citing a decline in the rate of new syphilis infections every year since the center opened.

“Besides,” he added, “where else can you go for a seminar on the pros and cons of barebacking versus non barebacking? We ask the community ‘What do you need?’ and then we provide it.”

Roe said that after a slow start in the first year, the demand for Magnet’s services skyrocketed. “Once the word got out there about what we offered, we’ve been playing catch-up ever since,” he said.

Opening Magnet brought Gibson some unexpected insight about himself.

“My aunt told me ‘Your mom and dad would be so proud of the work you’re doing’, and it was really surprising to me how much that meant to me,” he said. “I’m a grown man, but I’m still looking for my parents’ approval.”

Gibson doubts that his position at Magnet will be permanent, but isn't sure where he'll go next.

“When this started [Kevin Roe and I] both agreed with each other that we’d give ourselves five years in the position,” Gibson said, noting that five years were up but neither was leaving.

“At some point you have to move on and do something else, but what that might be, who knows?”
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