Zazazas214
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Salutations, and grand greetings, my foriegn Soror and Frater, especially
I am of many moons, and 28 suns, and none have been as heart breaking as the last, but not in the way of vulgar understanding, for when my heart breaks, it opens, and the blood doth pour down those causeways drained off in leaner seasons.
I cam upon Crowley when at the age of 12 I noticed his name in an ancient Awake article in my mother's archive (she's a Jehovah's Witness), and at age 14 first saw Magick Without Tears at my local Barnes' and Noble's, and not having chance to steal it (as I was oft to in those young days of total immorality) or to purchase it, as I had not saved my lunch money far enough, I left it behind, reading only a hare's breath into Diary of a Drug Fiend, until, of course, I became one.
Fast forward the DVD, you find me on amazon with my pittling money ordering a book on vodoun gnosis... reverse quickly... finding a copy of Revelation X in my full-person view at at an Atlantic books in outer Ocean City, MD, quickly taken to the tome, I found much of my earlier (you fast forwared didn't you?) researches into magic, both thelemic and chaotic, and much too root, even if only jokingly (which THOUGHT itself is UNTRUE). Many things came to pass, and I ended up in a much beslackened position with a steady supply of eye-hole stimulation, which changed within my bowels, into something I needed to communicate, for abject fear that only Silence should know this (damned proof I'm not an Ipissimus), and no other, a slap in the face, a fear that I was afraid, of being in the nightmare of my time to die, being undetermined being every moment ahead, and thus I entered, knowing only a slim byte of of Phil Hine's Cacodaemonic Copulations, the AK-AT-ION, Aye Know, At That, In other News, the dwelling of all my spirits, higher or lower, without distinction, upon the walls of my room.
So I organized my thoughts, a kind of computer, which Bertauix made all so apparent, after the fact, witnessing things which should never be, and couldn't be, given the rules that I had been provided by all that society I so trusted. Surely the lie was deep.
But not lusting after result, I came to the conclusion that even if others did have my ultimate demise as their target, either in mind or body, for is not all reality a body-destroying process, and all mind a preservation-in-conflict with material "reality".... I simply hungered for more. Tibetan monks might call me a hungry ghost, but then I never lost my hunger while alive, through a variety of traumas I will not go into here, the pulse, the throb, the impulse, the push of life would come through me like a crowned and conquering child.
Thus IS the murky lens I see Liber AL vel Legis in, and the works of his Satanic Majesty (for if they would describe him in such a regal title should I be one to deny it? Even at your own protest (for good reasons) Mr. Aliester Crowley, Doktor of Light and Physician of Darkness...
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@Zazazas214 said
"I cam upon Crowley when at the age of 12 I noticed his name in an ancient Awake article in my mother's archive (she's a Jehovah's Witness)"
That's a terrific story! -
If I recall correctly, the JW references to Crowley were mostly regurgitated claims of child murder.
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I raise my hands in salutation to a similar soul, bouncing forth on the crooked path!
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@Avshalom Binyamin said
"If I recall correctly, the JW references to Crowley were mostly regurgitated claims of child murder."
Which is why I think it's delightful they brought someone here.
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On child murder I can't say much, for the texts were from the seventies, late in their own age, and mostly had to do with ties in to homosexual rapacity (500 or more partners) and assailment from voices, which led the "victim" towards the solace of the monolithic empire of the Witnesses of Jehovah.
Personally, I'm neither interested in child murder, unless it's in nanoseconds, and halved from their destined mate, for which I've purged empires of their populaces. :::) or in so much rapacity, as I shouldn't have too. It's not like I have to follow anyone's agenda by mine will's own, and it doesn't tilt in that angle.