BEHEMOTH Satanica << -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Decade of OEPION We transgress the context of commonplacenes We deny normality, trample morality We destroy angels with sound We destroy angels with silence Currents of tantric anarchy seize our bodies Into the cosmic dance of four scythes The curtains of Absurd Theatre are raised Synchronicity - Mother Chaos on the stage "Wisdom says: be strong!" Thrilling words are spreading down the spine Vibrating... "be strong!" Exhausted I'm running towards the last shines of consciousness Which is absorbed by shadows of madness ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ ANO NANTOZ KAKODAIMONOZ Here are the star and the snake servants; -they rise the hexagram Sun - in the triangle hidden ; Sight - sacred visions entwined And union with Nothingness body I'll find Strength - go along the Mars path, fighting if we must; Light - oh, you are Ahathoor, goddess of blue sky There is might of dawn, in non-quality state I remain Of commonness crippled time or sand - glass you don't see again Sigillum dei, picture of myself I'm drawing With life, venom and hell I'm sprinkling it His name is Esial, I want him more This poem is dedicated to all participants of "Operation 666", to Fra . . Carezza, Fra . . Eimi Kion, Fra . . Morpheus, which took place on 6.6. 1998(= 3x666) e.v. Lam Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks MAAT - I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father - High! Towards the stars when the white fire Which purifies and melts all false sacrament Ashes' power equal thousands suns Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality Fractals - flaming spaces consume ego's order Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos Lamipsos Illumination in the face of thousand faces Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self - knowing When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea I swim, float, drift, scream... "Aiwasss" And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats L.V.X. Lam is an "Extra-Terrestial" Intelligence with whom Aleister Crowley entered into contact in 1919 e.v. It was during that year that Crowley executed and exhibited the drawing of Lam in Greenwich Village, New York. Work with Lam and other supra-human Intelligences has a its consequence the widening and deepending of human consciousness, and the penetration of awareness into other dimensions. Each magician who works on self-realisation becomes both a focus of energy on earth and a projection of a star in space. Ceremony Of Shiva Avatars of powers from four worlds Bathed me in jewels of belief I drink the nectar of Goddess - my eternal mistress I am Shiva, Hadit or Beast himself And multitude of forms surpasses myself I kneel before Isis, I - her god and slave Coiled serpent lifts up his head and looks in my eyes Third power and third eye create The One I am who I am not I negate and confirm I transgress - it is real! Wheels of change turn with my breath I touch the red - hot firmament (of golden darkenings of heavens) And stars are falling down onto every side of world With my tongue I penetrate scarlet abysses of Kteis Overflowing my body with thrill and heart with warmth Suddenly I'm shooting forth venom 'Cause I, I became a snake who rounds her flesh Here and now, here and now There are many ways to achieve spiritual development, some kind of freedom. One thing is sure. We have to trespass the barriers of habit, conventional thinking, forced moral values, social structures and all taboos. Sexual Magick, Cult of the Fire Snake, represented in Vama Marg, Tantric "Left Hand Path" is one of these ways, for "One reaches heaven by the very things which may lead to hell". Kularnavatantra. "The word of Sin is Restriction", Aleister Crowley Of Sephirotic Transformation And Carnality Madness creeps through arteries of Grand Cosmic Body Higher and lover, towards all directions It violates old laws, repeals all orders And seeks infinity in holy letters Child in crown its guide - Ever Coming Son But it rambles suspended between emanations of Increasing and Descending Thousand paths across thousand spheres Mind is torn apart by Macrocosmic Snowflake Death! Prismatic trees grow from mad rites The knowledge of geometry elevated to the dignity of living substance The Fool in the Universe knows nothing as usual Transubstantiation of excrement and Styx waters is done! Carnal alchemy Sephirotic transformation In new body god incarnates Beyond duality, beyond understanding Castrated man, bastard, secret chief is born He builds the bridge of agreement - - spectre of his fall And he is devoured by the fire of the Abyss This poem is inspired by idea of Frater Achad's Tree of Life and his infamous The Anatomy of the Body of God. The Sermon To The Hypocrites O, ye whose future is in other hands! Foul feeders! Slipped, are ye on you excrement? Parasites! Having the world lousy, Imagine ye are of significance to Heaven I, who enjoy my body [I] would rather pack with wolves than enter your pest - houses Sensation... Nutrition... Mastication... Procreation...! This is your blind - worm cycle Know ye of nothing further than your own stench? Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe The sword - trust - not salve - I bring! Honest was Sodom! Your theology is a slime - pit of gibberish become ethics In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity Everything ends miserably - - besmirched with fratricidal blood. Excerpts from Anathema of Zos. The Sermon to the Hypocrites by Austin Osman Spare. The Alchemist's Dream Welcome to Theatre of Absurd When the world and rason are audience And actor illusion and experience only Here gleams shiny mandala In the chamber of creation and annihilation And Lingam links with Yoni wisdom stone make There is neither space nor time Books are read backwards or from all side Everything Will sinks and tears down phantom of mourning Picture of universe in this simple formula - "Love is the Law" Proverb of juggler on the gate engraved That life is delight That death is also life This is the introduction to the world ruled by Law of new Aeon, when Newtonian-Cartesian paradigm doesn't exist, limits of time and space are abrogated, and Will & Love are keys to experience the joy of existence. Chant For EZXHATON 2000 Fly, fly high my Black Eagle Let golden thread bind our eyes May our minds and hearts blood unite On your wings carry me over the abyss Beyond The Reason and across the burning seas Then, with your claw tear the earth to the halves And usher me into the secrets of her bowels Down to the light of the beginning and the end which shimmers Circle! Round and round my Black Eagle Let our senses be touched by ultimate pleasure May the passion of hunting become all - devouring Slash! Slash with your beak Remove all gods from my way, and thoughts, and sorrows And let me trespass the barriers of fear Scream! Let the whole cosmos tremble May echoes become my the sweetest mantra Spirit of Freedom! Eternal Wanderer! Joyfull Solitude! Higher and higher towards the stars of Awareness Let worlds of imagination and fact become one I'm you and you are me