Notes Continued

The circle has grown strong by every season & we are quite proud of it. The veils have been lifted and we are ready to welcome the brothers and sisters of the unspoken yonder in our midst. We have even begun reciting the welcoming call in our sleep now.

AZAG galra sagbi mu unna te
NAMTAR galra zibi mu unna te

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te
ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

GIDIM XUL ibbi mu unna te
GALLA XUL kadbi mu unna te
DINGIR XUL girbi mu unna te

Praised be the signs of the buried and hidden ones.

Notes

It was supposed to be a simple little event. No intricate details needed for the offering. No specific elemental paraphernalia requested from the unspoken yonder.

Just a small, simple gathering it was. Something for everyone in the circle to attend & participate. A nothing fancy, back by 6, type of activity.

Too bad the elements wanted it to be complicated – taking a hard toll on us to hunt the runaway offering. What a weekend.

Sharp

Teeth and jaws clenched in sharp memories

Limbs and hearts displaced in symmetrical amputation.

This is, behold, the proclamation over death

Sharp steel shall shred light for darkness to part

AMSG

Glory be thy ancient shadows
Shrouds of dark light wisdom of the crow

GIDIM XUL ibbi mu unna te

GALLA XUL kadbi mu unna te

DINGIR XUL girbi mu unna te

The Fall

Mixed feelings is an understatement of one’s perplexing dilemma – is she a game or a prey? I wish the floors and ceilings would whisper their wisdom now, and clear up the jumble of thoughts, beautiful dark visions.

Amnesia

Contrary to popular whispers one is not insane for forgetting one’s home in the midst of a beautiful hunt. One is simply immersed in the profound strength and wildness of The Primordial instincts. Ancient and pristine, the forgetfulness of a hunt is the quintessence of a pure cleansing of the mind.

The Fall

To fall is to rise proud and perpendicular
Like rotted leaves on blood red rivers
Falling is witnessing the Call of The Fall
The planet is mine

Transcension VIV

I remember you suffering

AZAG galra sagbi mu unna te

NAMTAR galra zibi mu unna te

Spiral and cocoon blooming

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

We are not of this flesh 

GIDIM XUL ibbi mu unna te

GALLA XUL kadbi mu unna te

DINGIR XUL girbi mu unna te

Ascensions XIII

Spirit of the Earth, Remember!
Spirit of the Seas, Remember!
In the Names of the Most Secret Spirits of NAR MARRATUK

The Sea below the seas

And of KUTULU
The Serpent who sleepeth Dead
From beyond the graves of the Kings
From beyond the tomb wherein INANNA

Daughter of the Gods

Gained Entrance to the Unholy Slumbers
Of the she-fiend of KUTHULETH

Ascensions II

And a man may cry out, what have I don't, and my generation that such evil shall befall me?

And it mean nothing, save that a man, being born, is of sadness, for he is of the Blood of the Ancient Ones, but has the Spirit of the Elder Gods breathed into him.

And his body goes to the Ancient Ones, but his mind is turned towards the Elder Gods, and this is the War which shall be always fought, unto the last generation of man; for the World is unnatural.

When the Great KUTULU rises up and greets the Stars, then the War will be over, and the World be One.

Ascensions for The Hidden Ones

AZAG galra sagbi mu unna te

NAMTAR galra zibi mu unna te

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

GIDIM XUL ibbi mu unna te

GALLA XUL kadbi mu unna te

DINGIR XUL girbi mu unna te

I minabi-ene tashbi aba aba-andibbi-esh!