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*Thee invoke Thee The Lord God to forge union with the Lord of Light and Darkness Holy art Thou   The   Lord of the Universe... the underlying emanation   animator of creation formless, self effulgent that i may fuse my Soul   with the Eternal Born-less One my third eye a deafening blaze   transfixed on nuclear inner light as my wife tries on a top at Macy's i stand before a full length triptych mirror entranced, scrying   staring at my reflection   an imminence white light figure gossamer radiant expanse emerges and towers above my head its feet planted   in my skull   my cranium its foot pillow sight in its feet my eyes its wires to the world and the cold fields of ego immobilized disambiguous thoughtless   its instrument subsumed the voice of higher self   said unto me *Let yourself enter the Path of  Darkness   and peradventure   there shall you find the light I am the only being in an Abyss of Darkness;   From an Abyss of Darkness came i forth   ere my birth   from the silence of a Primal Sleep* And the voice of ages answered unto my Soul: *I am he who formulates in Darkness the Light that Shineth, yet the Darkness comprehndeth it not* as i heard my wife call out   "oh honey i like this one" i whispered to my self   in breathlessness   *I invoke Thee,   the Terrible and Invisible God who dwelleth in the void place of the Spirit and in barbarous tongues of fire   i vibrated sonorous   the arcane names of The Infinite that only initiates mouth like mad men en-flamed and called unto Him make all Spirits of the firmament   and of the Ether   upon the Earth and under the Earth   on dry land and in Water, and of Whirling Air   and of Rushing Fire and every Spell and Scourge of God   obedient unto me* my wife appeared newly adorned in a summer blouse the color of Spanish walnut   asking hi honey   what do you think? o yeah i nod i love your new blouse oh my god ,   on sale, you say only $49. 95   such a deal. Chinese for lunch ? Moo goo *** pan oh yes please my favorite she smiled*
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
INVOCATION OF THE HOLY GUARDIAN ANGEL...POEM
*Thee invoke Thee The Lord God to forge union with the Lord of Light and Darkness Holy art Thou   The   Lord of the Universe... the underlying emanation   animator of creation formless, self effulgent that i may fuse my Soul   with the Eternal Born-less One my third eye a deafening blaze   transfixed on nuclear inner light as my wife tries on a top at Macy's i stand before a full length triptych mirror entranced, scrying   staring at my reflection   an imminence white light figure gossamer radiant expanse emerges and towers above my head its feet planted   in my skull   my cranium its foot pillow sight in its feet my eyes its wires to the world and the cold fields of ego immobilized disambiguous thoughtless   its instrument subsumed the voice of higher self   said unto me *Let yourself enter the Path of  Darkness   and peradventure   there shall you find the light I am the only being in an Abyss of Darkness;   From an Abyss of Darkness came i forth   ere my birth   from the silence of a Primal Sleep* And the voice of ages answered unto my Soul: *I am he who formulates in Darkness the Light that Shineth, yet the Darkness comprehndeth it not* as i heard my wife call out   "oh honey i like this one" i whispered to my self   in breathlessness   *I invoke Thee,   the Terrible and Invisible God who dwelleth in the void place of the Spirit and in barbarous tongues of fire   i vibrated sonorous   the arcane names of The Infinite that only initiates mouth like mad men en-flamed and called unto Him make all Spirits of the firmament   and of the Ether   upon the Earth and under the Earth   on dry land and in Water, and of Whirling Air   and of Rushing Fire and every Spell and Scourge of God   obedient unto me* my wife appeared newly adorned in a summer blouse the color of Spanish walnut   asking hi honey   what do you think? o yeah i nod i love your new blouse oh my god ,   on sale, you say only $49. 95   such a deal. Chinese for lunch ? Moo goo *** pan oh yes please my favorite she smiled*
some elements excerpted from THE GOLDEN DAWN MATERIAL
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
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