Lemmie introduce myselves...

First, most people want to know how I came up with the name of Santasdevil. It's pretty simple actually, but the name has evolved to fit so many different definitions of whom I am and what goes on in my head. I'll start with the conclusion and work up to the conception.

Santasdevil imitates the good and evil in all of us. It's the Yin Yang of personality, morals and nature. It's the inner struggle that occurs when we know that right is good but wrong is more fun. Awareness, conflict, guilt, acceptance and resolve. With the persona of Santasdevil I free myself from stifling the thoughts that would be unacceptable in the real world. I could never be so forward or brazen to a perfect stranger as I can be with my devil. And also, I may not be as affectionate or uninhibited face to face with someone as I am with my Santa. So yes, I take care of the naughty ones... in a good way. And I may be hard on the nice ones... in a bad way. Sometimes people need a nudge to free the anger, hostility or pain that their "too nice" people pleasing minds will allow under normal PC situations. I am glad to be that catalyst. I say the things you want. I show the things you search for but are afraid to ask. I laugh at the wrong times at the wrong things. I encourage saints to sin and predators to turn to be hunted. Comedy and Tragedy. I see the dark shadows in good people or circumstances. I see humor and irony in bad people or circumstances.

  
Perhaps that cleared things up for you.. maybe not. It's open to your own translation. But that's what Santasdevil means to me. Now the exact origin is not so ponderous...

 I didn't get through the last 41 years being a saint. I've broken laws, hearts and personal morals without any hesitation.I lived dangerously pillaging every resource that showed itself to me and took hostage of family and friends emotionally. Ultimately, I have been punished by correctional facilities, karma and assorted programs. I am pleased and relieved to discover those reckless days and hazardous nights are years behind me. Karma looks on me favorably now having exacted it's full vengeful fury on me and I answer to no outside authority. I am free and at peace. About 3 years ago, I bought my first computer for myself at Christmas and answered the call of social media, a place I could let my devil run from time to time... even if on a tether. I wanted a unique name that meant something to me and others would remember. So, the gift of my Santa was my pc... but the Devil still lurks inside. I cannot deny either side..