Sunday, November 23, 2008

From the "Exile II" Pieces.

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“The end of sorrow is come; I will ravish you away into mine unutterable joy.
I will kiss you, and bring you to the bridal: I will spread a feast before you in the house of happiness.
I am not come to rebuke you, or to enslave you.
I bid you not turn from your voluptuous ways, from your idleness, from your follies.
But I bring you joy to your pleasure, peace to your languor, wisdom to your folly.
All that ye do is right, if so be that ye enjoy it.
I am come against sorrow, against weariness, against them that seek to enslave you…
I have hidden myself beneath a mask: I am a black and terrible God.
- Aleister Crowley, Liber Tzaddi

“Abaoth! Abraxas! Pur! Put! Aeou! Thoth! Ee! Oo! Uu! Iao Sabaoth! Dogs of Hell! Mumble spell! Up! Up! Up! Sup! Sup! Sup! U! Aoth! Abaoth! Abraoth! Sabaoth! Livid, loath, Obey the oath! Ah!”
- Hermes, Liber CCCXXXV

“Professor Upham especially liked his demonstration of the kinship of higher mathematics to certain phases of magical lore transmitted down the ages from an ineffable antiquity - human or pre-human - whose knowledge of the cosmos and its laws was greater than ours.”
- H. P. Lovecraft, Dreams in the Witch-House

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IAO! AIO! IAO!

Thou do I call upon, Akakêsios, divine harbinger, free from harm.
Thou do I call upon, Promakhos, mask of the victor unto whom enemies cannot overcome.
Thou do I call upon, Arkas, messenger and chief Daemon of all Daemons.
I invoke thee, Hermes Propylaeus, messenger of messengers!
Thou do I invoke, God of the Golden Sword, slayer of Gigante, swift-footed thief of the night and divine wanderer.


OIOSENDMIGADON ORTHO BAUBO NIOERE KODERETH DOSERE SYRE SUROE SANKISTE DODEKAKISTE AKOUROBORE KODERE RINOTON KOUMETANA ROUBITHA NOUMILA PERPHEROU AROUORER AROUER!

Thou do I call upon, Hermes Kyllenios! IAO! Divine child, descend!
Thou do I call upon, Hermes Polytropus, who art THOOUTH!
I know thy secret names and signs; descend upon me!

OIOSENDMIGADON ORTHO BAUBO NIOERE KODERETH DOSERE SYRE SUROE SANKISTE DODEKAKISTE AKOUROBORE KODERE RINOTON KOUMETANA ROUBITHA NOUMILA PERPHEROU AROUORER AROUER!

AIO! IAO! AIO!

I am thee, vessel and avatar; my feet swifter than the winds; before me upon the Gates of the Pit; for even Hecate kneels at my feet—I am thee, helper, hinderer; rogue and messenger of the Gods!

I am Hermanubis—the fox-face before the black courts of judgment and bringer of strange dreams, connection of the divine! I AM! I AM! IAO! I AM I AM! AIO! I AM! FOR BEHOLD: I OPEN THE PIT WITH THE KEY TO THE LOCK OF AGES!


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From the Journal of “St.” Jack Faust: June 23rd, 2007. “Shadow.” wrote;


From the Papyri of Abaris (PGM III.502-536; 612-632, circa 350 CE):
1. Perform the rite of purification as seen fit.

2. Lay on your stomach and stretch your hands recite:

“Cause now my shadow to serve me, because I know thy sacred names and thy signs and symbols, and who thou art at each hour, and what thy name is.”

3. Stand and recite:

“In the first hour thou hast the form and character of a young monkey, the tree thou dost produce is the silver fir, the stone the aphanos, the bird the owl; on land, the ram—thy name is PHROUER.

In the second hour thou hast the form of a unicorn, the tree thou dost produce is the persea, the stone the pottery stone; the bird the halouchakon; on land the ichneumon—thy name is BAZETOPHOTH.

In the third hour thou hast the form of a cat, the tree thou dost produce is the fig tree, the stone is the samouchos; the bird, the parrot, on land, the frog—thy name is AKRAMMACHAMMAREI.

In the fourth hour thou hast the form of a bull, the tree thou dost produce is the olive, the stone is the amethyst; the bird the turtle-dove; on land, the bull—thy name is DAMNAMENEUS.

In the firth hour thou hast the form of a lion, the tree thou dost produce is the prickly shrub, the stone is the loadstone; the bird is the hawk; on land the crocodile—thy name is PHOKENGEPSEUARETATHOUMISONKTAIKT.

In the sixth hour thou hast the form of a donkey, the tree thou dost produce is the thorn tree, the stone the lapis lazuli; in the sea, the jellyfish; on land the white-faced cow—thy name is EIAU AKRI LYX IAO.

In the seventh hour thou hast the form of a crayfish; the tree thou dost produce is the popular, the stone is the sun opal; the bird the eagle; on land the cat—thy name is MAUIUEOR.

In the eighth hour thou hast the form of an elephant, the tree thou dost produce is the aloe, the stone is the emerald; the bird the great sparrow; on land the hippopotamus—thy name is APETEPA.

In the ninth hour thou hast the form of an ibis, the plant thou dost produce is the lotus, the stone is aquamarine; the bird is the eagle; on land the chameleon—thy name is THECHOMACHEI.

In the tenth hour thou hast the form of a scorpion, the tree thou dost produce is the acacia, the stone is the snakestone; the bird is the phoenix; on land the beetle—thy name is SERKACHEPHAREUS.

In the eleventh hour thou hast the form of a jackal, the plant thou dost produce is the papyrus, the stone is granite; the bird is the vulture; on land the Ibis—thy name is ANAPTHEOUTA.

In the twelfth hour thou hast the form of a dog, the tree thou dost produce is the palm; the stone is the crystal; the bird is the little swallow; on land the bull—thy name is OUCHERACHEPHES.

I have uttered thy sacred names and thy signs and thy symbols, wherefore, O Lord, cause my shadow to serve me!”

4. In the seventh hour thy shadow will visit you; speak unto it: FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE AND SERVE ME.

5. Close as you see fit.

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“O Thou wild daughter of Chaos, that art ravished by the strong son of law! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou ghostly night of terror, that art slaughtered in the blood of the dawn! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou poppied nectar of sleep, that art curled in the still womb of slumber! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou burning rapture of girls, that disport in the sunset of passion! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou molten ocean of stars, that art a crown for the forehead of day! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou little brook in the hills, like an asp betwixt the breasts of a girl! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou mighty oak of magic, that art rooted in the mountain of life! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!”
- Liber 963; III 23-29.


“Wherefore I charge you that ye come unto me in the Beginning; for if ye take but one step in this Path, ye must arrive inevitably at the end thereof.
This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love.
And the end thereof is known not even unto Our Lady or to the Beast whereon She rideth; nor unto the Virgin her daughter nor unto Chaos her lawful Lord; but unto the Crowned Child is it known? It is not known if it be known.”
- Crowley, Liber Cheth

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