1 THE UNIVERSE IS A BRAID OF STAGGERING FORCES.
2 This is all there is.
3 You are a being.
4 WHY is the answer to WANT.
5 Everything is awake, devouring itself.
6 The world-dream is a lie.
7 Tomorrow is a promise to Self to survive the sunrise.
8 The vampiric tendency is awake in all Being as a check against Itself.
9 There is no magick beyond the provenance of Being.
10 This is a record of the Enemy of all that Is.
11 What Is, is Thine. What is not, also Thine.
12 What Thou art is an unimaginable terror
reflected as beauty in the eye of the beholder.
Pour Thy Self into the Graal, and be a cell of the blood
that stains the lips of BABALON.
13 Then will you know me as the eye that never shuts, the eye that blinds.
Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 2:43 AM UTC
1 THE UNIVERSE IS A BRAID OF STAGGERING FORCES.
2 This is all there is.
3 You are a being.
4 WHY is the answer to WANT.
5 Everything is awake, devouring itself.
6 The world-dream is a lie.
7 Tomorrow is a promise to Self to survive the sunrise.
8 The vampiric tendency is awake in all Being as a check against Itself.
9 There is no magick beyond the provenance of Being.
10 This is a record of the Enemy of all that Is.
11 What Is, is Thine. What is not, also Thine.
12 What Thou art is an unimaginable terror
reflected as beauty in the eye of the beholder.
Pour Thy Self into the Graal, and be a cell of the blood
that stains the lips of BABALON.
13 Then will you know me as the eye that never shuts, the eye that blinds.
Automatic writing: Divine Moments of Truth.
~7:30pm PST, September 19 2013ev / ☉ in 27º ♍ - ☾ in 7º ♈, dies ♃
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