Credit to Kali for the find.
Lightworkers, An Open Letter: Introduction (Part 1)
My name is Asmoday. I am a Darkworker. Yup, out in the open, taking a bow, with a rose in hand. Pleased to meet you, Ambassadors of the Light. Your world to me is a strange one, to say the least. It is filled with glee over a new flavor of organic hummus, cackling at the spontaneous sight of double-rainbows, …
Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted
Forgive my abstraction for a moment, but there is something I must address. The Path, by its very nature, has many twists and turns. Each day, we make choices as to which way to go in our lives. A plethora of forks in the road present their selves to us. They twist and bend inwards and back, around and around, …
Raising the Banner
Let us steal a moment together, you and I, with a story from my life. You see, there is no sun on this earth that nourishes the soul like the sun of Greece. Sometimes, in weak moments, I go back and remember how it felt on my face, caressing my cheeks, whispering truth and wisdom to me like an older …
The Throne Approaches
My will is made manifest, that which was concieved is congealing… The Throne will be mine, soon…the riddle revealed, by fiat alone is it achieved. Or, the Curtain will fall in this final act. I told you, Astaroth, swine I called brother, I would come back around. You feeling me now, Socratica? Still Illuminated? Do you laugh now? Am I …
Kymatica: A Bridge, An Illustration
A lot of you have been looking at my posts on Depedency, Egypt, and Zeitgeist and asking a perfectly natural apprentice question, and that is: Hey, what the fuck, big-papa-negro? What gives with this shit? On the one hand, you say, desire is holy, hunt it down ruthlessly without concern for anything outside of Self; and yet, at the same …