Don’t get me wrong, I love Jesus and I dig His message, but there’s something in my blood that yearns for battle, bloodshed, vanquishing the wicked with my rifle, pistol, blade, steel-toed boot...
Maybe it’s about lineage, bloodlines, genetics; I don’t know. I think the world needs saints, holy men, but it also needs warriors and the All-Father Odin and his son Thor, kicking evil’s ass across the universe, just really makes me feel warm inside. Valkries flying overhead watching for valiant deaths, taking fallen heroes to Valhalla. Now that’s my kind of heaven.