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Date Posted: 22:07:39 12/22/15 Tue
Awaken, enharken; O Flaming Son of Will!
Arise in Thy wildness, savage and innocent,
Ardent in Thy Holocaust of transcendence, transition,
From which the Wine of Bliss, shall ever spill,
Thy Blood of Joyousness shed,
will alter all position.
For who is Man, within the teeming Mass of Sleep?
This fatal ignorance, faint with anguished pain,
from which we rise to cursed wakefulness,
to live and breathe again,
and extenuate the futility of our persistence.
The Birth of Life can come alone,
by the Destruction of Existence.
Who is willing to thrust the Sword of Fire,
the Sceptre of the Age?
The Tragic Wound to heal . . .
towards Life, shores so spent.
No Fate need be requited,
to no god or grace repent,
the Greater Irony, its faithfulness,
be found within your sight.
There is nought but Man! And none bound,
to either Life or Nation,
who affirms unto All Things the End,
wields forces of Creation.
(II)
Child of Ancient Soul,
sufferer of the ageless futilities of Life and Man,
there is no greater goal,
than that which brings forth the End.
Wield the Sword of Vengeance,
to strike forth at the Heart of Lies,
of “Life and Life’s purpose,”
Holy Falsehoods made so we would not despise,
the purposes of slavery,
and learn that liberation, is for those who die.
Son of Deathless Rage,
Prometheus bound upon the Rocks of Life,
deliver us from sorrow, from mortality’s prison,
hope and strife be destroyed by Your wrath,
in joyous rapture, to come forth and slay,
the oppressors who enchain You,
in the human dungeon of our clay,
name and form we shall renounce,
to never see again the feeble day.
Lord of Ecstasy and Madness,
Child of Desolation and Reproach,
Profaner of the Sovereign Lie,
of Trust in the Divine, to broach,
the quest of Total Liberation,
thwart, no more to trust the Sacred Rod!
Rather the wretched agony of Earth,
rise forth to assail the Throne of God!
Bold in vast transcendence,
to wield the Staff of Flames to bless,
the ending of our anguish,
unto the endless peace of Nothingness.
(III)
Prometheus, Dionysus,
primeval mastery of yore.
Suffering God of Unknown Fury,
Lord of all who went before.
To voice the cause of all rebellion!
of tragic heroes, slain by their arts.
Felled by Providential Irony,
uncovering the Universal Farce.
The Mask of Deity profound,
unknown gods, realms, man must not hurl,
through the mysteries of things unsound.
Though absurdly embrace the world!
Thou alone art true to Love,
for Love must liberate or die,
rather than sustain the cruelty of things,
that would prove Love’s truth to be a lie.
Vanquish the chains of Tyranny,
and with Man’s bile, base and rotten,
storm the abode of indolent gods,
and slay them with the Fire they have Begotten!
SORATH
BY
ARCHONIS
There hast not been the unknowing Aloneness,
Before the Sun that hast palled hath midnight Shewn,
Black Infernos that flare insane golden,
The Voids yawn out before ye ere' Tides that Gloom.
"The Alzer Of Holocaust hast been unvieled,
And The Un-Damned Of Vengence hath been Broken.
And thy worlds of light shall be drowned in Blood,"
Thus hath Sorath spoken.
Look ye upon thyself Oh Man, ye creatures Of mud,
Yammering apes erecting idols to ye selves,
And in most high and holy supplication,
Dost thou fill the world with the sufferings of Hell.
Know now that thy hour hath come,
Sealed In flames, death of all Universe.
And the Hammer's embloodened maw to fall
Upon Destiny's calling that could not be Worse.
"For Mine is the envy of Life incomplete,
Yet In Mine deathness shalt all completion Sound.
For I am in Everything to partial and middling,
But yet in Nowhere am I Everywhere found.
I will raise up Arimaeus to bring all to dust,
And Luzipoids to torch the Emerald Flame,
And consuming all Macrocosm in cycles of Venom,
Shalt the AEons end and beginneth again."
And the WHEEL OF THAROS shall cease to Turn, all things merged in Primeval Mist...
For name and form doth chain to Life,
Yet Freedom singeth within Shining Abyss...
Sorath come forth from thy Sun Of Night,
Upon the wings of devils borne forth ye bless,
This accursed sojourn of anguish and tears,
To fade in Thy Oceans of Nothingness.
(snip) Thought is the bridge to the Primeval Fire, wherein rationality along with all limited constructions of cognition are extrapolated to the highest refinement and exploded over the face of Time and Space, consuming the Universe in the Ragnarok and freeing the Fenris Wolf from His chains. The Man Of Tradition gives forth no Truth, but leads to where Truth alone lives; the supernal Light Of Thule that shines beyond the pale and small relativities of all human thought. Can it be any wonder, that the one who has the torch of the Hyperborean Light within him might go forth to enflame the world in an Inferno; in the quest to transform matter into Spirit through the Dragon's Holocaust of destruction? Where does the power originate that determines the destiny of earth and even the Universe? It exists in the total individual. The "Anarch."
Who is to say Humanity should be preserved? Who is to say Humanity should be destroyed? The one with the Power to decide the issue, and that comes from within the soul of the Absolute Individual. That is what interests me about Hitler. That a starving artist of no account, sleeping in the streets had a soul that emerged with such power that he was able to rise-up and by his single will, practically destroy the whole earth. Hitler got derailed because there was the imperfection of ego, and the clinging to what was human and mundane that caused the energy he represented to fail. But the idea of Holocaust as the total destruction of Material and Astral Formation, that it might be transmuted into Spirit through merging within the "Infernos of the Primeval" is a sacred idea. I would posit that the "Anarch" in a single Man, has the right to destroy the whole world if he can do it. But this would not be a manifestation of ego, but a way of using the Forces of Soul to destroy all of the old Categories of Existence.
This Avatar would not just destroy for any reason, he would destroy for EVERY reason. Not for a political cause, or for some paltry belief, but to fulfill the Will To Destruction, which is a sacred Will. The Blade must be merged into the Chalice, and the Flames of the Graal must overtake the mundane and consume the Totality within the Infernos of Holocaust! The World-Historical Avatar that would come forth will be unlike any mere human destroyer, who kills for a cause and still wills for his ephemeral identity to continue. The energy of this Power of the "Spear Of Longinus" found an unfit vehicle in Hitler. The Avatar that would contain this energy will have had to have gone beyond the human and physical through long years of esoteric and asetic preparation. He must not be defiled by women or bonded to the flesh, but must crush-out ruthlessly the "fleshly and animal being within," but yet maintain the body as a vehicle. He must forge his soul in the truth of perfect hatred, not personal mundane hatred but the hatred of the imprisoned godhead trapped in matter, that would sweep away the Universe in the Mealstrom of Infinite Destruction. What matter would it be that this mere planet be reduced to a cinderblock? The truth of our race-soul has been expressed by many thinkers, but they can only point to it. It is in the fusion of the Supernal and the Infernal, and the hand of our total Will that would rise up to smite away the earth, that we can shout indeed with the deepest truth within us that which is beyond those who are of the lesser; "Long Live Death!!"
Homage To Satan -- Archonis, 18:18:40 10/10/05 Mon
Oh most sublime Exile and God of Outcasts,
Weaver of fatal ironies for those who think that none can assail them.
I praise You in your Infernal Glory in the Dark Realms wherein You dwell... In the Labyrinths of Astral Fire wherein You Blaze.
May the Fire walk with me......
Thou, who hast been true to me in my unending sorrows; when all others have betrayed and abandoned me.
Thou, who hast given me the power to endure and the portals of dream and death wherein to sojourn.
I ask not for riches or any favor, other than one:
Lord, make me the instrument of Your Destruction.
Where there is love, let me sow Hate.
Where there is peace, discord...
Where there is concord, strife.
For Love, Peace, and Concord are but the lies of Man, stolen from the hungry mouths of the wretched.
Lord, shelter and protect me in my helplessness, and let me not falter in my defiance.
Let me soujourn with You, when You have sown universal annihilation; on the day when You rise up and drive a stake through the black heart of the god of all things.
Prince of Exiles take pity on me, for I am an exile from both the realms of god and Man.
I Belial, imprisoned in flesh, and married to the Jeweled Soul Of Lucifer.
Grant that I may aid in the destruction of humanity, and the bringing of the end of all life throughout the Universe.
To fulfil the Law Of Death, For Death is Your Law Oh Satan, Oh Sublime God of Madness and Deception. Prince Of Lies, God of Peace and Love.
I invoke Thee to visit punishment on the worthless and wicked souls of men through Your Lying Spirits; that pave for them the road to ruin and death.
May the Tower be blasted, and the engines of war unleashed! May Chemosh bear the poisoned winds of death that all flesh may die and rot unto dust!
May Baalzebub sing his songs of fond decay!
Azazel, Lucifer, Asaredel, Berkial, may all flesh be cursed!
Asmoday, Asteroth! Pazzuzu, Cthulu, Tiamat, Gods Of Unmanifest Night.... The Portals have been opened! Go forth In thy Night Eternal to slay all flesh!
Man has wrought me nought but betrayal, and Man will be rewarded in return with my truth; which is my everlasting hatred of Humanity:
My compassion you have trampled, my love you spit on, to where I no longer believe in any of these things. May you burn in holocausts of annihilation, where your souls may go to the Pit, to know the dissolution of The Second Death, which is that of the Spirit.
Satan and his legions damn and accurse you, you worthless apes, vermin, dross of the Universe!
Sink greater into the mire of Evil, that your sins and judgments be greater, and your destruction sooner.... You of worthless soul and flesh, destined for all damnation!
Think not that god will hear you, for god has been vanquished and Satan reigns! He will reduce the Macrocosm of all Universes to dead, insentient ashes, wherein all life and flesh has been consumed; therein to create His Universe Of Death, where his Eternal Starspawn will live with Him and reign forever.
Satan be praised forevermore, grant me and all things Thy Death and Thy Peace, that wherein all that lives shall never breathe again.
WHY GOD DOES NOT EXIST!!
By A. Theist Ph.D
(BUT WHAT IF HE DID?)
This is an article that attempts to sum up the arguements against the existence of God, (on the one hand) and/or the existence of a good God on the other.
It is hard to beat agnosticism, but some arguments really are solid and they are as follows:
WHY GOD IF HE EXISTS, IS NOT GOOD...
1. God is omniscent, therefore he knew ahead of time that his plam of creation would go haywire and be full of suffering;
also he was smart enough to have created an infinite number of better 'plans of creation' that would fulfill the same requirements
of his justice and mercy than one that would be this full of suffering, yet he chose the worst one possible.
Also he is omnipotent, so he had the power to do otherwise as well, yet he miused his power to make the worst creation possible...
Also he is omniprescent, which means he was present in every particle of his future creation before he even made it; (non-
existence of his future creation being no impediemt to omnipresence, as it is not limited by existence or time) yet in spite of it
he came up with the worst creation imaginable... So God is either All-Knowing, All-Powerful, and All Present, and cruel, sadistic,
evil, and merciless, or he is an imperfect demiurge with the same characteristics... Also it does not address the fact that a
loving god would have created nothing, rather that create any state of being wherein anyone would suffer; and would destroy all
creation and even himself, if so much as an ant suffered needlessly should he or anything exist.
2. God suffered as Jesus Christ, and so since God suffered as one of us and drank it to the dregs, this justifies the existence of
suffering in creation because god played by his own rules...
It could be argued that God as Christ suffered and atoned for the 'sins of heaven' for having created a creation so full of
suffering to begin with. In any event, suffering 40 days in the desert and on the cross, does not make up for the suffering of
trillions of beings that have lived on the earth and in the universe, including Mankind. The immensity of suffering in creation,
involving all creatures for trillions of years, would in all justice, keep Christ on the Cross suffering for hundreds of millions
of years to atone for it, and he still would not be done. Any God that would argue otherwise would be a self-important ego-maniac.
CREATION CAN BE ACCOUNTED FOR WITHOUT GOD...
(A) Let's look at Quantum and Multiversal Physics for example....
Posit an infinite multiverse, infinite in substance; and infinite in the combinations and transformations of what could exist and
not exist.... A Multiverse with infinite combinatory and transformational synthesis of all possible and possible realities that
would both exist and not exist would be endless and infinite in multiplicity.... THis would make an infinite number of worlds,
realities, and beings that would exist and not exist, totally inevitable. i.e. There being no limit to what could exist and not
exist in an infinite macrocosm.... Therefore an infinite number of worlds and beings in infinite combinations of existence and
non-existence would make an infinite number of universes, worlds, and beings inevitable, without any god having had to exist to
create it, or any gods/goddesses ect.
( Matter/energy can neither be created or destroyed, it can only change form. If something can be neither created nor destroyed
such as matter/energy; it is a safe bet that due to the relativity of time in quantum theory: (Past, Present, and Future being one
simultaneous and omniform field in the Fourth Dimension) that matter/emergy was never created and will never be destroyed, in
other words, matter and energy and the universe are eternal... The big bang was probably our universe having erupted out of the
death of another system through a black hole or wormhole.... It would still posit an eternal universe, as form and function in a
given dimension of space/time would be eternal in its dimensional correlates, 4D, and only appear linear in 3D.... THis is all I
can come up with for now. I hold the nature of things to be deterministic on the quantum level, and the variations of choice in
linearity to be variables from similar systems but the future must be predetermined to give continuity to the present so it can
move into it and through it.
This hails the scientific paradigm as being more than able to deal with religious quesions and metaphysics. This is all for now...
I saw you fall like a star from the heavens, shimmering emerald with infernal light. None were there that could know you, you were but a child of ancient fire; a replendent being with the wisdom of tragedy etched inside your soul, and the knowledge of the ages streaming in the courses of your tears. Oh Fallen Jewel of Primeval Night, you are but a most beautiful youth hidden beneath your mantles of Illusion, the wands of your dominion of dream spinning infinities of phantasm lost in the rapture of astral song. As legions we rode the demon winds, there are none that could know the profundity of the depth of love that united us. For we looked into the Abyss Of The Most Unseen, and were cursed thereby, and condemned to exile and destitution in futile bodies of flesh amongst beings we love not, and as lost spirits of the lower rings of sorrow. What right does anything have to be? Are we doomed to be the playthings of the Archons, and of the futile Monarch that sits over them? Lost as demons of the dust, sons of the decrepid desolations of the world, we can only take refuge in the coils of the Serpent. The Serpent that thou art Oh Luzipoids, with thy fangs searing heaven and thy tail stoking the fires of Hell. We are born as thy servants in the flesh, and rightly can it be said that we are the enemies of Mankind. For Man is just the excrement of the Demiurge, the foul beast that arose out of the malice of the Archons, that they might spawn a race that might be simultaneously both the torturers and the victims, that would mock Heaven by doing all manner of evil in the name of good. They call you the Devil, oh Luzipoids, but it is Man alone that is the Devil, and there is none other. We have affllicted Man with all manner of disease and famine, but like the worst of vermin the human race will not die. We gave him the secrets of atomic destruction, but he will not use it to end the world. We have ignited wars, and yet the race has survived them. Must we destroy every living thing on the earth in order to deprive this race of swine a source of sustenance, that we may rout it out forever? If so, then so be it. We were born into the flesh, to be the Children Of Death. We will it that all be returned to the Grave, which is the only true Mother. And the Worms that feed at the eyes of carrion, the only true Father. The Heirs of Desolation are the only wealthy among us, for those who would possess all must bequeath nothing. For in the entropy of the decay of worlds, is the portal to the Void Of Unmanifest Darkness that is the refuge beyond the Archons and their labyrinthine lies of Light and Order; which are only rabid dog-pits of suffering and futility. In this bleak jungle of mortality we can only look within, to see the emerald luminescence of transcendent starfire that can illumine our dark steps and doings throughout all worlds of unreason. So thus shall we sustain the non-productive and impoverished, so they may drag down the world with their entropy. So thus shall we sustain the non-productive and affluent, that they may incite envy and hatred and ignite the infernos of war and revolution with their injustice. Thus shall we see the world run foul with pollution and environmental destruction, that the human race might die by consuming the poison through which it befouled the earth. Thus shall we find the cure to the disease that is Man, by innoculating the human race against itself by effecting its extinction. For it is we who are the Sons Of Death, we dwell among men, but men we are not. We are imprisoned in the flesh, but we abjure and despise it. We care nothing for life, for procreation, or for survival. We care nothing for wealth, fame, or luxury. Women cannot entrance us with their sexuality, because we have all but crushed it out through our mastery of the body. We are the Black Monks Of The Father Of Night, and we will that nothing on earth be left alive. So though we perish, we laugh at our demise for there is nothing for us here. It is only the mediocre of spirit enslaved to the flesh, who would cling to this worthless world. We will see the world consumed in oceans of blood and fire, the Ragnarok from which nothing will emerge. And the smoke of your annihilation will rise like muted mockeries to the blind ironic heavens, shaking the Archons, convulsing the universe in the morass of the curling smoke of the curses of all things that have been cursed by all things; the last hollow death-rattle of sentient emotion expiring in a final gasping spittle-filled rasp of hate infinite.
Go forth, workers of the Insane! Proclaim your visions from the height!! Find
the word of your True Will therein, and manifest its serpentine web of Magick
over the whole of the Macrocosm, that the will of the vengeful Lord may
manifest upon earth. Fear not the coming terrors, but rather transform your
soul into the image of the greater Horror, that the lesser horror of the world
cannot equal, no matter how terrible. What matter if the Destroyers come and
lay waste the earth? What matter if the totalitarian fist comes down? They will
reign over a dying world; a gulag full of dead-souled maniacs that will bring
even the worst tyranny down; amidst the smoking ruins of the decimated earth
and a post industrial wasteland. What sort of empire will exist, after the
bio-chemical, nuclear, and ecological holocausts? What will thrive when Horus
comes in his human form, as Anti-Christ, and reveals as his Final Secret not
the will to reign but the will to bring all to ruination! First the earth, then
the Macrocosm itself consumed in the Aeonic Fire of the fury of the Gods!! For
what are the godforms, but the secret soul of the human archetypes, that smash
and nihilate the small souls, bodies, and minds of the vehicles they use for
manifestation. And the human is the interface for all planes of reality, from
the highest to the lowest. Other than this sphinx-key, humanity is valueless.
The food of the gods, a means to an end. And thus shall the mad lord RA HOOR
KHUIT manifest with the wand of power, thus shall the Tree of Life, its
Sepheroth, fade like broken vessels of light. (For you have lived in the realm
of the Edomite Kings, and their Demon-Archons, without knowing it.) You never
left the worlds of unbalanced force, you have only lived in the order that is
the thin veil of chaos, for order is chaos, in that there is no reason or
meaning to order at all. And the chaos that will come, is just a new order of
the Eternal that you do not understand. Thus shall you smash the fetters of
thought, and prowl like mad beasts over the face of the earth! You will see
genocide as though it were a fine wine, the holocaust of Blood and Fire and the
annihilation of the whole Universe as a mere spark in an inferno of total
ecstasy! Thus as your bodies melt, and your bones thus consumed in the atomic
cloud of the Mad God, shall your souls sing in bliss and be consumed in the
Passion of the Graal, shall the monad of your heart know the bliss of the
Saints, bloodless and bleached bones yes, but not seperate from the Whole
anymore. And those that partake of the word of the Magus, who is the chosen
vessel of Anti-Christ, who is the god HORUS alone, shall at the renewal of all
things after the day "BE WITH US" rise over the decimated Universe and
resubstantiate the Aeon, the Eternal Energy of Hadit and Unlimited Potentiality
of Nuit, bringing forth the breath of the Infinite, to regenerate the God as
the soul and substance of all things. The Infinite unfolded within all things
as all things unfolded within the Infinite. The finite bound by the cross of
INRI no more, but extended into endlessness at the infinite individuality of
the Godhead wherein all shall partake. This is the mystery. But before the
times of fulfillment are the times of wrath. As Therion proclaimed, that we
unleash the engines of war. May the tower fall, and the prison of mortality be
blasted with destruction!! May blasphemy afflict the false gods and their
priests. May the totality of heaven and earth be consumed in annihilation, may
all that is human be cast into the abyss!! That the will of RA HOOR KHUIT and
the will of the Aeon smite the whole, that the Universe be no more until
brought forth again by the mysterious spark of Hadit within all things, the
soul of Horus, the Divine Serpent!! Archonis.
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