Nagrakadhabra

Lameth, Leynach, Semach, Belmay, 

Azzailement, Gesegon, Lothamasim, Nagrakarathzdabrah, 

Ozetogomaglial, Zeziphier, Josanum, 

Solatac, Bozefama, Defarciamar, 

Zemait, Lemaio, Pheralon,

Anuc, Philosophi, Gregoon, 

Letos, Anum, 

Anum, 

Anum, Negrakarathz-adum-kabrah

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

Whispers

To understand the night one should first and foremost learn how to listen to the sighs and moans of the aether, just prior to and after a sacrificial offering. 

Only then and then only, shall one learn to listen to the whispers of the evergreen night shades, and the rise of the one whose light surpasses all shadows.

Purity

To talk about purity is to feel the seeping bloodlust stirring and curdling inside, so intensely, all you could think about is the beautiful veins where all that beautiful warm life runs through. 

It is not a matter of ‘what ifs’ or other speculative non sense. It is a truthful, no holds barred, covenant with the primal and natural instinct of the taker, the intruder, the ravager, the absence of nurture…

Angels

So they went to the mundane realm. Cast down from high on to crawl on all ten toes. They took to liking the greeneries of earth. The dreamy allure of smoky hallucinogens and the heady poisons of life and death that only mortals could ever understand….

Odd Faith

Is there anything that is not odd about faith that one could pass judgment unto others? Why is cutting up one’s own skin in homage to a perceived righteous leader, so much more disgraceful than anal probing altar boys every fucking weekend? 

Is murder better when it is about killing Muslims for Budha, Budhists for Yahweh, Christians for Satan, Satan for Allah? Or is murder just murder, with no need for reason or faith or any creatures to lay the responsibility on? 

Maybe the truth is a lot simpler than all that crap. Maybe faith, piety, or dedication to imaginary beings, are just for pussies.

Spirituality

One cannot stress enough the importance of vetted experience, for anyone professing proficiency in spiritual guidance…If you haven’t been to the darker paths you surely cannot talk about leading others to it.

Why are we, or some of us, so addicted on being lead, spiritually, intellectually, technologically, culturally, anyway? I suppose that deserves its own thread doesn’t it?

Sihir

And I turned away to thee,

Proud Evening Star,

In thy glory afar,

And dearer thy beam shall be;

For joy to my heart

Is the proud part

Thou bearest in Heaven at night,

And more I admire

Thy distant fire,

Than that colder, lowly light.

Evening Star - Edgar Allan Poe (1827)

Cards

Why can’t all greeting cards be so simple, truthful and eloquent? 

Sure, some may not like naked truth, even if it comes with pretty pictures. 

Sooner or later, one’s got to learn that, keeping skeletons in the closet will simply breed vengeful specters.