I've always liked punk rock and heavy metal music.

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I grew up in 1990's Southern California. When I was in my teens, I picked up guitar so I could play in a punk rock band. I was obsessed with bands like AFI, Dead Kennedys, Misfits, The Dead Milkmen, Black Flag, and so many more. I liked the look, the sound, and the attitude. I liked the blatant disregard for authority, too. 

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 After I'd been playing guitar for a while, I discovered heavy metal and metalcore music. Bands like Children of Bodom, Bleeding Through, Atreyu, Avenged Sevenfold, As I Lay Dying... Heavy, loud, aggressive. All the same boxes checked off by punk rock. I played in a few bands, toured around, and met a lot of very cool people. 

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At some point, my love for horror movies melded with my love for punk rock. I started dressing up in all black clothes with scary imagery, some of it with a satanic flair. I didn't think twice about it. I just wanted to look cool. As a 30-something year-old, I think I'm finally okay admitting that! I didn't think twice about what type of impact that imagery could and would have on me. I started visiting "haunted" places. My friends and I were obsessed with all those bad ghost hunting shows. We'd break into old buildings or graveyards equipped with digital voice recorders and video cameras. As time went on, I wanted more and more to be more involved with the occult, so much so that I eventually picked up some books on Wicca and started practicing it.

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Long story short, my life spiraled downward for many years. 

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In 2023, I'd finally had enough. God began making more and more noticeable changes for good in my life and there came a point where I could no longer deny His existence or impact. I began looking for a church. I found one after being invited for a Sunday service by my friend Nic. I got rid of all my books on witchcraft and the occult. I cut ties with all of the people that were so deeply entrenched in that world, as well. My life got better in a very short span of time. I felt calm. I felt collected. Most importantly, I no longer felt afraid of life or what may hide in the dark waiting for unsuspecting practitioners of the occult.

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When I fully let go and humbled myself before Jesus Christ, I felt anger. Rage, even. I was mad that I'd been deceived and had fallen for it for so long. I decided to start Warship Apparel Co. as a result. I wanted to keep that punk rock / heavy metal attitude, but use it for good. I wanted to win people back for God and steal them away from the forces of evil.

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My clothing is loud, aggressive, fast, and disinterested in fitting in or pleasing everyone. I make clothes for people that are tired of being quiet while the world slides more and more into darkness. Everything I do, I do for God. He and He alone gave me the life experiences and talents I've had to help fight for His glory. That is my only mission. 

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Is it a little expensive? Sure. I'm a one-man operation doing an unpopular thing. I plan on leveling off the prices when I'm able to do so. I also plan on spotlighting punk rock and heavy metal bands that are in service to Jesus Christ. I want to do anything I possibly can in the name of Jesus Christ.

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