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Tell me of strange Things!
And the Foxes of Samson which, fallen to Heresy-
Faces looking both Ways but tied by their burning tails
Flit with many torches ‘midst the fields of the Lord
Now white unto harvest and shining with the splendour of the Faith
Thrice-Greatest Hermes!
Tell me of Thy Naasseenes
Read to me hermetic scripts of bloodsoaked rituals
Tell me of the Doctrines of NAMUH
The Heavenly NAMUH
That Son of GOD who descended
To become a Slave of the Fate-Sphere
That Son of GOD who descended
Into weakness and bondage
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A girl, unlike others
A Sorceress
Like an old TOAD that carries in its head the Jewel of the Stars
This puffy incubus
Blending sultry Romish ritual
With filth scrawled on a Pompeiian pavement
The Path of a Sign is the Path of its alteration
Moving toward the horizon
Hamlet is glad that his Goal is unattainable
The Path of a Sign is the Path of its alteration
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937
07:25
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Where does the WIND arise
That rattles in our ears?
Where does the WIND arise
That blows sand in our eye?
A tethered ram dies
The bloody red Death
And then gifted entry through the open Gate that is always Shut
Where does the WIND arise
That tears the Word from our lips?
Where does the WIND arise
That keeps us from walking upright?
Across the invisible tightrope thread
Of measured tread over the bridge of no return
Of giving head in the fields of no return
Does it grow out on the field where the Oaks are planted?
Thus that made manifest Out of the In of the Hastening
While borne anew into the Glory of the Living Death
Does it drop from the Mountains that They are planning to level?
Beloved World Citizen of the City of Nine Gates
Hearken there!
Stirrings within the Centrifuge…
O NAMUH
I was out there beyond the Oaks
And not a breeze was stirring
And I was up on the Highest Peaks
My hair was barely dishevelled
No! Not them, never…
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938
02:57
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There is a scent of Rot on the WIND this day
Don’t bother me
Or tell me the Wonders of the Graveyard
For They are so diverse and large that there are no living Earthlings who can believe that such Things as this were ever seen!
Thee, for whom the Bell tolls
That Clarion Call – a meeting of parallel Wombs
What else can I do but assume that the WIND springs up inside our own City
From the Septic Pits as a draught between the Houses?
It is not a natural phenomenon, O NO
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BEING
Taken to task and no Questions askes
A BEING, measured BEING
Wanting to be Weighed in the BALANCE
That the BALANCE be not found Wanting
Seeking to establish EQUILIBRIUM of magnetic THOUGHT
Energies which are the makeshift Engines of DECEIT
Sponsoring Realities Fine
Conspiracy of Deluded Illusion
Falsely presenting the Notion of the I ME MINE
Falsity that is the Accepted Minds:
MINE / I / MY
O
My own MIND’S eye
Enter the Chrysalis Blessed, and held in the LIGHT
Tight fit of the Osiris Box
Wherein DARK is to LIGHT AZIZ BLACK is to WHITE
Where head is to foot AZIZ nose is to tail
Inside is Out AZIZ front is to back
Where the Downside Up of the Upside Down is always right side Up
Thee the Sacred Spiral Nucleus of the mirrored image mirage
As it meets itself halfway through a reverse turn juxtaposition
In a bisection of instants that marks the BIRTHING of a New kind of CONSCIOUSNESS
Another twist in the revolving resolving of that turning Circle of the Living Process
That ISIS – that Creative Loving Combustion of the Sight LIGHT
Flight of the Phoenix
A BEING
Reflecting the Shadowlands’ refraction of that Lost Within the Magical Mirror
That is Thine and Mine own MINDS
I am become Hermes -
Mercurius I am
The WAY
The TRUTH
The LIFE
I am become Divine LOVE
I am become Divine THOUGHT
I am Service and Duty
I Evolve
All from One and One from All
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An Empire Of Salt
05:11
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Your Empire is on its knees
Your Empress salaciously
Sits, fellating as Vardan-She
Her mouth is wide to receiveth me
Sangloter pour sa Droite DIVIN
Strokes longingly one by one
Sucks madly for damage done
She rocks violently as I come
Like a GOD of Old Spun Tales drenched in LIGHT
She falls in to the night and TIME goes by
O
NAHUM I AM
No sense of pain
Blest be the Fathers
Surefallen in Shame
Wrenched of DECAY
Bound by disaster
Like a GOD of Old Spun Tales drenched in LIGHT
She falls in to the night and TIME goes by
O
Wretched and Slain
Bound to the Flame
Reeks of disaster
Cauterized in Shame
If Hounds be thy NAME
Let me reign faster!
This is your tomb keep it ordered
Show all this to me
Teach me thy Creed
Befoul me their feed
Hide not thy screed
Wretched they seem
But ours they shall be
Up from thy knees!
Do all you can
Show me thy hands
This line demands you understand –
That bleak and bland be caustic and branded with Azazel’s bands
This is your tomb keep it ordered
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V.I.T.H.O.H.
03:44
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The ZED ALIZ ZED; the Thinking Kingskin
Drowning, always drowning
Why am I always drowning?
BEING, not to be found wanting
A trial beset by Revelation bold
Expounding that that is TRUTH
A BEING (NAMUH?)
Raised and erased the SIX SIX SIX
Testing the Measure of the Scales
That quiver and now deliver the moment of mirrored opposites
Has arrived
I found TRUTH in the Spurious Things
Like preachers pissing poverty from luxurious wings
Whence every Man embracing his disgraceful desire
That all Above in Reverence be condemned to FIRE
And all Above shall fall Below
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I found it in the Shadows
A secret World out of sight of spying eyes
Overwhelming DARK attractions and sideshows
A glut of pleasures whence enlightenment comes
O
We who have known shame
We found release there
But not an end
You, behold our new companion; our comrade!
Fallen unto us from Celestial Heights
Yea! Join us in this feast
Where DARK unearthly delights ne’er cease
And through this cleansing orgiastic dance
Will your Journey but begin
Will your Learning but begin
O Yea!
Ye who have known Shame
But find release there – it is your strength!
And so everything you know
Must be discarded
And the Scourge of man must fucking burn
Take all Dominion
Spare none their quarter
Put flame to DOGMA
Till the poisoned soil
Hear ME!
O Lambs of the Twisted Three
Iconoclasm is True Divinity
By the Powers vested in ME
With liberty and morality
I raise you from bent knee!
MY gift to all!
A grave good day today
As one WE writhe against your warring worlds and say:
“Keep your gods’ self-righteous piety
Spare ME your god-given grace and mercy”
Don’t pray for ME!
For he who is not fettered does not need to be freed
Salvation is not required to be free
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Shambler From The Stars
10:57
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You the Great Not-To-Be-Named
Signs of the BLACK Stars and the Seal of the TOAD-Shaped
You, TSATTHOGGUA
Whisperer in Darkness
Shambler from the Stars
In the great cave
In the bowels of Voormithadreth
Abides from Eldermost Aeons
The great god TSATTHOGGUA
You shall know HIM
By the look of a black TOAD which HE has eternally
Shambler from the Stars
Within the Great Cave
The umber-coloured three-toed
Howling like the demons that haunted them
Shamed with visions
That forever HE told
Keeping them compliant and hunchbacked
HE will not rise from his Place
Even in the ravening of hunger
But waiting like a great Shadowed predator
Demanding all in slothfulness to serve HIM
Yea!
Hear our serenade
All a cavalcade of plague
Rising from the sewers we pray
Pray to freeze the Day
And terminate their LIGHT brigade
Righteous we self-elevate
Rise from the BLACKNESS, ea!
Take the pious by the necks
And bolt them to their crucifix
To do what Satan never could
A fairy-tale spectre that could not exist
The great rabid Pit God TSATTHOGGUA
Rises from his shadowed hall and squeals into sunlight
Slavering and frothing at the maw
TSATTHOGGUA devours at his own accord
Shambler from the Stars
Whispers in the DARK
Forger of the Stars
Whisperer in DARKNESS
Take the pious by the necks
And bolt them to their crucifix
Slavering and frothing at the maw
Pit God devours all!
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Irrevocably Human
06:56
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Sat there amidst your wits in bits on the floor, tell me, boy:
What remains of the Worlds you built?
Finer than sand they are!
Lighter than air and harder to grasp
Henceforth always blaring WINDS
Never breezes in the face of Aesthetics
Merely a scorpion’s talons raved by unkempt blasts of empty bitter retorts.
With the Children of this Earth I cast my Fate
To stay always outside the doors of phony Sex
And beyond the sight of the flashing Eyes of kidding parents
Conforming society’s restrictions
And without the realm of metal wild beasts with sponge teeth which scare only Eyes
And forever gone
Swearing damp curses on ideas of my brain’s kindling
And last beyond
The abstract emptiness of playing Life
The Illusion will end.
NO MORE LIFE
Propped up vacant flashing Eyes
Beyond which lies
But the meshless gears
Of trying to fight what you are
Instead of what you should
Because, as you see
Children live in the Real World
The Jewel at the Centre of the Lotus
(Okay, we were only asking.)
We of no consequence
Decide the fate of a World
Of consequence to only the inconsequential
For We alone shall disdain the Living Spirit
Breath of Imaginative Mind
That Mind in which the Universe of Thy Milky Way doth dream
The Living Energy
Supreme Energy!
Reality’s Children in a Maze
Wandering in the Eternal Dream Lost Within
That Twisting Turning Reverse Spiral
Circling Illusions of the Here And Now
That is the Present Future Past
Always and Forever
The Eternal Maternal Everything
Hearken!
O
NAMUH
Awaken!
O
Seventh Sleeper
Waketh Out the Bedevilled Narcotic
That is the Living Death
DARKNESS of the Enchanted Dream
Revealed at last to the Loving LIGHT of the Real Reality
O NAMUH
The Suspended Animation of Thy Thrall
Draws to its End the Depths - The Forever of its Imaginative Moment
Revealed
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