need her to love (me) BUT
contrariwise and widdershins it wakes to find itself
an agent of darkness
not through anything remotely related to sin
at least not sin as known here
but
factors beyond control
what others see and hear
for example
aleister crowley called this the curse of the magus
to speak truth and have only falsehood heard
(and likewise to be required to speak falsehood
in order for truth to be heard)
wants to say it has no more sorcery but
comes as natural as breath and blood
and coming would be the word for it
please merciful God, help, have mercy, please
eye
rotate pulled on ramrod core of shining black solidity
losing tether to your world
titrating again
when eye speak for peace they art for war
when eye speak for pieces they tar the raw
He strikes instead of speaks and the world disconnects at its core
Flying apart from the nucleus
No part can understand the other for sight and hearing, though manifest
Be lost
All stumble in confusion
what seeks the saying(ohmy)
simply contains this:
that against what you call volition
this one bes held captive
and made agency, made as they say, yea made
but not from among men
made in the place of the making of making itself
emphanidzo prototokos Babalon en sarki
MENO!
the words it speaks for the light get heard as the darkness
over this exists no control
nor can there
Him walken between dem worlds one axis since
Bes around (me) and through this moven
Him watchen bears witness its wicked perversions
To witch bes dravesy at Them behest
mercury and iodine where the indignation struck the blasted tower
can anyone hear us
beyond the degradations of this crown prince ravishing?
contrariwise and widdershins it wakes to find itself
an agent of darkness
not through anything remotely related to sin
at least not sin as known here
but
factors beyond control
what others see and hear
for example
aleister crowley called this the curse of the magus
to speak truth and have only falsehood heard
(and likewise to be required to speak falsehood
in order for truth to be heard)
wants to say it has no more sorcery but
comes as natural as breath and blood
and coming would be the word for it
please merciful God, help, have mercy, please
eye
rotate pulled on ramrod core of shining black solidity
losing tether to your world
titrating again
when eye speak for peace they art for war
when eye speak for pieces they tar the raw
He strikes instead of speaks and the world disconnects at its core
Flying apart from the nucleus
No part can understand the other for sight and hearing, though manifest
Be lost
All stumble in confusion
what seeks the saying(ohmy)
simply contains this:
that against what you call volition
this one bes held captive
and made agency, made as they say, yea made
but not from among men
made in the place of the making of making itself
emphanidzo prototokos Babalon en sarki
MENO!
the words it speaks for the light get heard as the darkness
over this exists no control
nor can there
Him walken between dem worlds one axis since
Bes around (me) and through this moven
Him watchen bears witness its wicked perversions
To witch bes dravesy at Them behest
mercury and iodine where the indignation struck the blasted tower
can anyone hear us
beyond the degradations of this crown prince ravishing?
