About Me

Who the Hell is Grumps?

Good question. I’m not here to inspire you. I’m not here to lead you. I’m not your guru, your life coach, or your Satanic dad. I’m just a loud bastard with a keyboard, a spine, and a deep disgust for stupidity—especially the kind wrapped in holy symbols and self-righteous bullshit.

This blog—Grumps Grotto Diatribes—is my sewer-drain scream into the void. It’s where I tear apart the lies you’ve been sold, the gods you’ve been told to worship, and the herd-mentality you were trained to obey. If that makes you uncomfortable—good. Growth starts where comfort dies.

I write about Satanism, atheism, critical thinking, personal responsibility, and burning down the mental prisons people decorate like shrines. I don’t sugarcoat. I don’t cater. And I sure as hell don’t coddle.

Satanism, to me, isn’t just edgy aesthetics and rebellion-for-show—it’s a brutal, liberating philosophy grounded in reality, strength, and self-ownership. No gods. No masters. No excuses. You’re either carving your own path or choking on someone else’s leash.

If you're into uncomfortable truths, philosophical beatdowns, and laughing while the sacred burns—welcome. If you’re here to whine, convert, or push your morality on my readers, don’t let the firewall hit you on the way out.

This blog is for the adversaries. The outsiders. The ones who said “I’ll think for myself, thanks.” It’s my diatribe, but if it lights a fire in you—grab a torch.

Now get reading.