Khammael...
51!
23!
417!
I name the Archangel Khammael with the incense of Geburah.
My enemies fall before me in supplication or dissolution. I dance upon the bodies of my disciples.
Habituations are destroyed or refined though the scintillating diamond blade of insight. 718! Blind the denizens of Daath. Release from monotheistic Truth, the diamond prisms the light, so the insight prisms itself into a multi-paradigmed Engine of War.
Rational Thought evolves to Emotional Thought evolves to Magickal Thought...
All of which also exists in a looping multi-dimensional array, the components of which I choose to perceive. The observer watches the machine; did the observer begin to reflect the machine? Nietzsche my scarlet whore.
I have seen visions of apocalypses and they are mine.
Oppenheimer was verbose in his witnessing, but he understood the Work. His Trinity is now my own.
The Fire burns the World. The Tau is a reflection of Kether. Kether is a reflection of myself.
I have slept in the inferno of the normal, seeking small contented pleasures in order to console myself and harden the fortress of my self-delusions…
The scarlet flames upon the sword cool the inferno and allow Genius to stand.
The fools stand before me and are abased. I begin again the Dance.
23!
417!
I name the Archangel Khammael with the incense of Geburah.
My enemies fall before me in supplication or dissolution. I dance upon the bodies of my disciples.
Habituations are destroyed or refined though the scintillating diamond blade of insight. 718! Blind the denizens of Daath. Release from monotheistic Truth, the diamond prisms the light, so the insight prisms itself into a multi-paradigmed Engine of War.
Rational Thought evolves to Emotional Thought evolves to Magickal Thought...
All of which also exists in a looping multi-dimensional array, the components of which I choose to perceive. The observer watches the machine; did the observer begin to reflect the machine? Nietzsche my scarlet whore.
I have seen visions of apocalypses and they are mine.
Oppenheimer was verbose in his witnessing, but he understood the Work. His Trinity is now my own.
The Fire burns the World. The Tau is a reflection of Kether. Kether is a reflection of myself.
I have slept in the inferno of the normal, seeking small contented pleasures in order to console myself and harden the fortress of my self-delusions…
The scarlet flames upon the sword cool the inferno and allow Genius to stand.
The fools stand before me and are abased. I begin again the Dance.
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