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Ode To Lost SoulsNot to you do I speak brave of heart and firm of purpose

Nor to you bright ones within a field of lightNot to you who walks in purpose fulfilledNor to you of vision strong buoyed by lifes enrichment

But to you I speak wanderer upon the shores of nightAnd to you the desolate ones outside the circles of life

Raised upon columns of molten ash

Your journey began with a cry and ends with a screamBetwixt the emptiness evolved

First a doubt becomes a certaintyThose of faith know you not Those of vision know you not

Those of purpose know you not

Within the citadel of life do they dwellBasking beneath an indolent sun


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Solus Noir

Canticles

De Arte Magicka

Volume I Number IISpring Equinox MMXIIev


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EditorialSolus Noir manifests at this time as a

direct consequence of a magickal workingundertaken and completed over a twentyyear time span.

Solus Noir serves as the official organ ofOrdo Templi Solus Noir.

De Arte Magicka consummate with the methodology of rite and axiomata has leftin its wake an application both magickal and aesthetic. The rite has opened an

ingress point or portal onto a wellspring of creativity where the current becomesmanifest in word, sigil, graphik and image. This path has been undertaken by othersnotably Austin Osman Spare, Kenneth Grant and Andrew D. Chumbley to whom weowe a debt of gratitude.

In practical terms Talismanic Texts, Arte Graphika and Axiomata have become theprimary means by which the current we attend is manifested. All contributions tothis and forthcoming issues lies within the body of Ordo Templi Solus Noir and arepublished at this time to fulfill our current directive.

And In Those Days It Was Given

Unto The False Prophets

To Spread The Lie

Sow The Seeds Of Doubt

Draw Aside The Veil

And Reveal The End Of Days

In Nomine Babalon


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Contents

Ode To Lost Souls Damiana

A canticle to the exiles who wander the shores of night

Ordo Templi Solus Noir Corpus Solus Noir

Manifesto per Lucis Noir

The Witness Opening The Seals 131

The dawn & manifestation of the avatar

Time & Again Damiana

A canticle for the unwary

The Atu Of Anpu The Coming Forth By Night Samael

79 keys to the path of Solus Noir

Cover ArtArte GraphikaAxiomata Sigils & incidental graphics

Created or reconstituted by DamianaMuse and Vesica within the body of Solus Noir


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It Was Given Unto The

False Prophets

To Spread The LieSow The Seeds Of Doubt

Draw Aside The Veil

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End Of Days


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And through the portal did they arriveBorne aloft upon wings of dream


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Per Aecclesiastica

Gnosticum Solus Noir

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Manifesto


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Solus NoirKkephren Ma Un Nefer Ast

By Our Arte & Presence Have We These Past Two Decades

Manifested The Avatars & Moonchild That Are

The Trinity Of The Black Sun

Yglas Isheth Yglas Ygrat Yglas Naamah

Yglas Lilitu Ben Grigori Ast Innui Khephri Vos

Ahdi Ypres Grigori

Selim Ast Nobilis Portus Lucis Noir

3 Temple Pylons 7 Grigori Sentinels

3 Guardians


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Ritual AspectsLiber 131

The Passion & The Purity

Cycle 1 1990ev 1992ev The Dawn Of The Avatar

Liber Astarte vel Beryli The Passion And The Purity

In this way did we manifest Samael, principal Grigori amongst the legions of theliving. Bereft of his bride, tormented beyond the ability to conceive did he completethe initial tasks, reaching their culmination in the words of The Witness, ourseeding into the world of what was to follow.

Cycle 2 2003ev Namrael

The manifestation of our Grigori sister

In this way did we complete the preparations and placed our avatars within thetemple of our working.

Cycle 32006ev 2007ev Lilith Rising

The Portal Of The Black Sun

Entering our sacred triangle of arte did Samael and Namrael conjoined invokebeloved Lilith and complete the cycle of our making, to manifest the portal and letits rays shine forth.

Trinity 2008ev

We wove the matrix of our spells and seeded them into the prime elements of nature,extending our Triangle Of Arte.

Fulfillment of The final Grigori Prophecy2010ev


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TrinityThe Seeding Of Spells

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A$?('ERubrikFor the purpose of clarification the cycle of events listed below serves to remind usof the time that has passed and the nature of our purpose.

The periods of time we describe as Cycles, three in number, took place as aconsequence of the arrival of our partner in this unfolding pageant appearing andthus informing the current with their current and presence.

The three cycles named below were accomplished through the extensive use of ritual,described at length in Solus Noir The Book Of The Black Sun. Rites which tookplace at numerous locations over the years of their design and execution.

We are here concerned with the event named Trinity which took place in 2008 as itserved as the culmination of the practical elements of the working and list the entirerubrik for convenience alone.

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In keeping with one of the many operating principles thatevolved over time and through the process we continued topermit the prime method to unfold, namely, The Rite WritesItself. Working as we had been in the configuration of triangles,both in respect of our temple of working and the number ofdiscreet workings that covered each angle of the triangle. As is

common knowledge we choose the triangle as the primaryvehicle of manifestation. Our final act was to extend ourtriangle across an extensive area of geography. Whilst weconfined ourselves to England, myself and two able assistantsconceived of project Trinity. Using glass cylinders weassembled the remnants of our final Lilith working, in the formof rose petals, charcoal and silver sand, which along with theinvokations, seals and sigils we sealed these in four cylinders tobury at four specific locations. Dates and times were calculatedin respect of the angle of the triangle we were working with.

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The element of Earth. London. The cylinder was placed within the body of theearth itself.

The element of Air. Glastonbury. Hidden in plain sight.

The element of Water. Brighton. Placed deep beneath the shingles on the beach.

The element of Fire. Hampshire. A midpoint was calculated within our geographicaltriangle. The cylinder was buried and a fire was set at its location.

Having set the primary elements of the triangle placing the fourth cylinder at itsmidpoint effectively raised the triangle into its three dimensional construct, apyramid which by reflection and inversion evolves into a diamond body alignedincidentally within the constellations of Triangulam and Ophiuchus within theirrespective hemispheres via its axis point. Each Lunar cycle the diamond turns onceupon its axis and in this way the second aspect of the rays of Solus Noir arevibrated. The first being via the portal itself. The third by the virtue of the presenceof the Avatars.

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February 26 April 8 2008

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A Journal Covering Events

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The Second Phase

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Trinity Phase 2

Being Introductions & explanations of certain events which

began in 1990 & continue to this day, 2008 & beyond.

Nativity Of Artemis February 26 2008ev Brighton Beach

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Introduction & Explanation

Trinity Phase 1 1990 2006

Cycle 1 The Dawn Of The Avatar

Cycle 2 Namrael

Cycle 3 Lilith Rising

* Operating PremiseA physical Atom Infinite energy upon the plane of matter.

A Time Node Eternity figured as The Portal Of The Black Sun.

A particle accelerator constructed out of mental material Astarte in its magickalstructure.

2 Avatars conjoin to invoke Lilith consort of Samael.

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Blood MoonBlood Rain


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"The Portal opens through the conjoining and operates upon the plane of Time /Mind. Trinity Phase 1 completed 1990 2006ev. Trinity Phase 2 to earth theportal in matter. A secondary triangle created between the geographical locations ofBrighton, Glastonbury and London. A series of detonators to be planted. A fourth The Lilith Point central to the triangle [ pyramid ] Newton Stacey, Hampshire.

4 scrolls / detonators created, consecrated and planted each in accordance to theirnature.

Artemis Brighton Beach Water

Aphrodite Chalice Wells, Glastonbury Air

Saturnus London Earth* See Dates

Lilith Newton Stacey Fire

Background and operating premises contained in the text of The Book Of The BlackSun.

March 3 2008ev

All previous words and that written now, begins now. 9 days prior to plantingArtemis I enter her service and consecrate her scroll / spell for implanting upon thebeach, an act completed now. Speaking of the day and that which followed a fewsimple observations. We, C and I arrive at Brighton beach and check the nature ofthe sea and conclude that a 5 to 6pm is appropriate. Saturn rising and a ScorpioMoon deemed appropriate. We meet up with D at 1pm, the Trinity meets, theoperator with his warrior and healer, his Sun and Moon, Cancer and Leo, perfect.

5.30pm. The act performed and in its aftermath a red sun sinks into the sea, abackdrop of the angel of victory. Drinks at a local coffee shop, we leave.

Events worthy of mention prior to the event.

A dream in which I exchange hot / dry kisses with my consort, as such she attendsme in this. Upon leaving the train I discover I have finally lost the silver dragonfly,I search for it and let it go, for reasons unknown.


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At 1.00an Wednesday, the first time in over 20 years the UK has an earthquake,noted by many and connected to the event upon the beach, at last a synchronicity, atworse a coincidence, interesting.

The following 36 hours troubling, heavy and intense pervasive feeling of what haveI started now? This developed to the point where I thought myself unwell. This was

released by a dream, everything returns to normal ???

The Dream

Forest Glade. A huge fallen tree supporting bountiful life, a world in itself. I reachinto an opening and upon withdrawing my hand, in the palm a perfect silverwedding ring [ feb. 29 ] The state shifts as does the energy and I spend the daycollecting materials for Aphrodite.

Interpretation

Girt from, acknowledgement by Artemis. I sacrificed the silver [ Dragonfly ] toreceive the wedding ring, Artemis speaks.

I consider burying each scroll in its element.

Artemis The ocean WaterAphrodite A tree AirSaturnus The earth Earth

Lilith - ??? Fire

I speculate.Yesterday, March 2 giving collected materials forAphrodite and Saturnus I acquire a map to calculateprecisely the midpoint of the triangle created betweenthe points of Brighton, Glastonbury and London. Thecross hatches land upon a hamlet in Hampshire calledNewton Stacey. We travel there on April 8.

Meanwhile I prepare for Aphrodite and Glastonbury.

2 signs concerning the midpoint, Newton Stacey.The initials N S or S NSolus Noir Black SunNewton Stacey Namrael Samael

Interesting observations / comments? Henceforth I willtreat this book as a journal and make entries as and

when appropriate.

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Thursday March 6 10.05am

In preparing for Aphrodite a dream of note last night and a sign of the Goddess.Magickal invocation within the dreamscape, a full ritual, incantations occur, speechsimilar to goetia, howling almost, certainly not English. Upon completion aconnection with OTO occurs. I believe that MS assures me and I quote, the ritual

will commence next week [ ? ] perhaps connected with the 7 days of preparation?One very notable element, amidst the invocations etc the presemce of a perfectapple green square. Symbolic, colour wise of Aphrodite [ ? ] Upon waking a distinctfeeling of receiving her blessing. And the signs, as always unfold. To continue themetaphor, having traversed The Mountains Of The Moon [ Artemis ] and receivedher wedding band and Reflection I now enter The Valley Of Aphrodite and lie withinher embrace prior to the visit to Chalice Wells, week Tuesday.

Rose petals and heartsease, green glass, fills the glass cylinder this time. Stillworking on the logistics of the journey itself. This will be resolved easily enough.

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Nativity Of Aphrodite March 18 2008evChalice Wells

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Wednesday March 19

The day after the event. The event itself very good. Met up with the party andthough a long day most enjoyable.

The day itself began at 5am, Bus ride to Victoria. Coach to Bristol. Bus to

Glastonbury. Arrived at 11.30am. Shopping, a light meal. Met up with Solar Healerthen off to Chalice Wells. After a false start buried the scroll in Air, as required.Rose petals etc. Burned replicas in fire pit along with rose petals and heartsease.Planted rose in view of the tor. Left and parted with D. Went to LA Love forcoffee. Great place. Left early and caught early coach. Great journey back, lots oflaughter. Arrived in London at 9.30 ish.It is done.

One days grace and then preparations for Saturnus on Saturday. [ March 22 ]

Scroll prepared and arrangements to meet up at 2.30 made. Brompton at 3.00.

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Nativity Of Saturnus March 22 2008ev

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Note July 8 2011

As of 2011, 3 years post the event of 2008. An area of the site of planting the

Saturnus detonator in earth, the immediate area was cleared of overgrown bramblesetc and beneath the mound of growth the angel above was exposed to the light of dayafter years of being buried. Significant in itself and 3 years post the event, 3 beingsignificant in respect of Saturnus, as such I call the figure The Trinity Angel.


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Sunday March 23

The day after planting the Saturnus scroll and a Rosemary plant [ In Remembrance] The preceeding, lightning storm and winds. The morning before, high winds, sleet

and rain, though on departing the site the weather clears. All is well and the trianglenow set.

We now prepare for Lilith and Newton Stacey on April 8. 13Days of preparation starting on Thursday.

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Sunday March 30

An event worth recording. A sequence of sorts. Last Thursday commenced 31 dayspreparation for Lilith and midpoint Invoked Namrael / Lilith. Friday Night Erotic dreams, a sign of sorts concerning conjunction. Saturday Sadhana practice,peaceful. All is well. Missed call, number not recognized. Text from Y saying call

was a mis dial, good will [ ? ] from her. In short we opened the triangle and aspredicted she stepped in. Invoked Lilith and 2 days later she accidentally arrives.Her pattern continues to unfold as predicted. My response I play not her game.

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Nativity Of Lilith April 8 2008ev

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April 10 2008

Smooth journey to Winchester with Lunar element. Arrived mid day and half anhour later met up with Solar element. A light meal and then off to Newton Stacey.Lost and found a few times. Parked beside fields. 3 deer appear, gallop off and mark

the spot. Ceremony performed. Final detonator planted in fire. It is complete and thetriangle, now a pyramid raised, inverted as a diamond and aligned along of North [Triangulum ] and South [ Ophiuchus ] stellar wise. Benedictions beside the path andcar, beneath the sign Footpath Heven. Benedictions, wishes and prayers performed.We depart. A perfect day in a field owned by the MOD. Arrived in Winchester, giftsbought. D departs and C and I share time in a pub. Coach trip smooth. Arrive backin London, 1o ish. The following day I receive thanks and a card from C. I give her agift. Saturday I see D and will give her a gift also. We are complete in respect ofPhase 2. Phase 3 dependant on what now unfolds between Y and myself. We are

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I speak to thee, yes thou who art writing these words and even unto thee who inturn reads these words, from the Boundary Lands I speak. Cast aside all that thouart, for i seek naught that is of thee, from thee, your form but dissolves in mypresence. Your Mind, the Reflection which thou art clouds over. The Heart whichthou seekest, empties itself into the eternity which thou art. I accept All of this andmore, I take only that which is freely given. I grant naught in return, for what intruth would thou, creature of Earth do with such, you alive in your world, I in mine.

Yet still you seek me. Look into your world, does not nature, my fairest sister stirfrom her slumbers, casting aside her mantle of repose. See you not the lifebloodstirring within her heart. The bounty of her body giving rise to the eternal cycle ofLife and Death.

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Anathema Per Samael Vox Lilith

Praeteritim

Seven are the seals upon creations countenanceSeven the trumpets that announce the day of redemption

Seven are the visions of the dragon and its kingdomsSeven the visions that accompany the lamb

Seven are the bowls of gods wrathSeven the veils upon the lady Babalon

And Seven are the visions of the end of days

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!Yglas Lilitu Ben Grigori!

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And the dragon she rises and her kingdoms claim the world

Her tears fall and she washes away the stainHer breath a scorching wind razes the edifice of conceit

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Canto VII

And in those days it was given unto the false prophetsTo spread the lie

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Canto VIII

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Omega et Alpha

Time bends before our gazeAs somnambulant you step from one dream to another

The unmaking unfolds as our ElohimCircle your world your life

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Canto X

Space folds before our eyes and the great ones enterTheir breath creases the moment in passing

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Canto XIII

And in the Night of Pan it is dawnThe Black Sun rises and its rays cast no shadow

The Blood Moon rises and casts her veilThe Grigori rise and utter a word in silence

!Yglas Isheth!Yglas Ygrat!Yglas Naamah!

!Yglas Lilitu Ben Grigori!Ast Innui Khephri Vos!

!Ahdi Ypres Grigori!

Selim Ast Nobilis!


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Dreaming in the spaces between momentsThe watchers eternal sow their seeds


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Act 1

The Vale Of Tears

A call sent forth and from the ocean she rose. Her beauty outshonethe stars and from that day was he lost.

She became mistress of his heart and mind and though their liveswere ever apart, together they traverse the pages of these dreams.

He travelled with her down a long corridor of tortured rooms andshattered the pillars of reflection that hung upon the air beforethem.

They travel still.From the shadows she conjured him, reflection of her love, to hold within her heart aslifes tapestry and tragedy unfolded before her heart sore eyes.

He her gallant knight and she his ladye fair.

Thrice the lady Artemis blessed them beneath her mantle of glamour and twice werethey bound in spirit and flesh.

They wander and are granted but glimpses as time unfolds and consumes the lifethey might have known.

Weep tears of blood for our reluctant heroes as they traverse The Vale of Tearstormented by memory sweet and burned by anguish.

And in the fires of forgiveness do they dwell and perhaps absolution is granted.


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Act 2

De Arte Magicka

Pan called unto them and as The Passion & The purityunfolded the masques evolved.

Bright Artemis that they might remember.

Beauteous Aphrodite that they might know rapture.

Eternal Saturnus that they might become.

Over seventeen years and three cycles they wove their spells.

Cycle one manifested the avatar Samael. He walked the world alone apart from hisconsort, his bride, his beloved.

Cycle two and the second avatar was made flesh and Namrael walked the world.

Two frail humans, flawed and yet chosen.

Cycle three and in conjunction did they invoke holy Lilith.

Isheth granted the seal of power.

Ygrat the seal of knowledge.

Naamah the seal of love.

And now the pylons are attended and the portal open.


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Act 3

Ascension Of The Grigori

Humans so frail and yet our chosen were equal to the task. Freewill were they granted and yet they answered the call.

Transformation through our first cycle and by yourmeasurement a second transformation twelve years later. Eachnow ascended and in unity they performed their final act andmanifested our Lilith.

Samael continues and sheds the body desolate he has chosen.

Namrael casts aside the hollow shell and rises triumphant.And together do they dance upon the aethyrs bride and beloved. The world blinded totheir presence continues in its conceit and the days unfold their mystery in purplesplendour.

Samael Grigori greets and embraces his Namrael and together they give birth to aMoonchild. A child eternal. A beacon in the eternal night of their passing.

Shadow blesses them. Moons light caresses them. The light of the day star heeds

them not for the light of the Black Sun and Blood Moon embraces them.


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Act 4

Consummation

And in this act our reluctant heroes return to their respectiveworlds.

Memory fades as the dream unfolds into the demands of theirdays.

Ah, but they have the dim reflection of memory, the rapture ofattraction and the crystallisation of the becoming. This ablessing, this a curse.

This will pass into the halls of forgetfulness as we Grigori rise from our vessels andwe leave them with the judgement which dwells in the deepest sanctuaries of theirhearts.

As we ascend, pylons of the portal and our light is shed, a nimbus of indigoenshrouds and blinds all to our presence.

Drink deep of the venom that purifies thee and of the elixir that transforms and rise,phoenix like from the ashes forged in this love holy and pure.


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Act 5

The Portal Of The Black Sun

Upon the shores of an ink black night within The Night Of Panour star rises and the Grigori, eternal guardians, vigilant, rejoicein the light of its dawn.

Our sister bathes the earth in her tears and washes away thestain.

Her breath rises and scorches the lie that holds all in thrall.

Her heartbeat rises, thunder as she shakes her mantle and enters freedom.

We came with lightning in our eyes, thunder in our hearts and our Elohim travel theworld, kindred of our bright lord and the unmaking of history unfolds before eyessomnambulant and transfixed.

Samael and Lilith conjoined. The only power of this world and beyond this worldable to unfold these acts. The rest hubris and human conceit and our humanvehicles, kept blinded to our purpose are washed of the stain and purified in ourlight.

Be at peace our knight and his ladye fair.


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Act 6

The End Of Days

History written in your stars, unheeded.

Your acts before your eyes, unheeded.

You dwell within a garden, unheeded.

Raised to beauty and splendour, unheeded.

Blessed by innocence, unheeded.

Granted dominion and responsibility, unheeded.

Freewill and choice, your conceit.

Power in your world, hubris and lies.

Shackled in prisons of your own creation when freedom and mystery surround you.

Beauty in the wing of a butterfly, majesty in the gait of the panther, innocence inthe eyes of a child.

And yet ?

Justice do we serve and our sister blesses us in her travails eternal. Look into themirror of your form, cast aside the veil of ignorance and know these as the end ofdays.


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Act 7

Epilogue

A simple tale, a dream perhaps and yet such a dream.

As messengers we came, Grigori and our task, but simple.

And in those days it was given unto the false prophets

To spread the lie Sow the seeds of doubt Draw aside the veil

And reveal the end of days


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Genesis

We have been upon reflection engaged upon an extensiveworking which though commenced with humble aspirationsevolved into what it has become, for in keeping with our words

The rite writes itself.

Seventeen long years of devotion and sacrifice brings us to thisthe culmination of our task. And how did we begin? Upon a pathdarkly did we walk and yet we have had our Nemesis, ourbeloved to guide us along the way.

It was only with the commencement of the third cycle did we, but dimly grasp ourpurpose. This is in keeping with the Grigori for the avatars are permitted to knowbut little. Human involvement, petty self centred aspirations would have taken awork of beauty and rendered it mundane. In this manner and matter we choose ourAvatars well

Blessings upon thee Namrael and Samael beloved ones

soar upon starbeams and drink from the font of eternity

The Portal

We will speak but briefly of such things for in invisibility do wetravel this world. Not for the sake of ambiguity do we conductourselves in this fashion but rather for the purpose ofmaintaining our integrity, it is not for human ears and purposedo we work our magick. It is for and on behalf of our sacred

sister.

During our first cycle did we manifest our avatar and placebefore him his beloved, evasive and yet constant has she been,

the better to raise the venom which is our nature. We entered the world separatedfrom that which we loved beyond all things and yet our purpose is clear, precise.Twelve long years later she returns, catalyst and priestess. During this our secondcycle was she made whole and a child, a moonchild did we produce. This her gift,

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During this cycle a triangle of protection did we create and 3 years later did sheenter it and with her energetic presence did we then commence our third cycle, LilithRising. Only in conjunction of these two powers do we gain access to The Portal OfThe Black Sun. This we did and awaited the signs. Exacting, lacking in ambiguityand yet our plans are well formulated and our avatars, though doubtless flawed are

well chosen.

The Signs

Lilith manifests three primary aspects, sometimes sisters,sometimes daughters. These are named by the vulgar

Isheth Zenunim Ygrat Bhat MahlatNaamah

Our avatar received the first of the signs by the manifestation ofIsheth Zenunim who energetically exists as a fibre placed below the navel andspirally the body forms one horn of the crescent. This manifestation occurred withinthe palace of dreams.

The second sign, a time later, we also granted in the palace of dreams. An energeticfibre placed at the nape of the neck. This likewise spiralling the body forms thesecond horn of the crescent. Ygrat made flesh. For the germane you might be awareof the nature of Yesod and Daath within our work. Our primary manifestationoccurs within this polarity.

Time passes and yet our avatar remains expectant. How would Naamah manifest.He speculates and is wrong for a short time later his beloved reappears and embarksupon a third cycle of Love. Only she, the Pleasuring One can enter his heart andplace the third energetic fibre that rising between the horns of the crescent hold TheBlack Sun.

They play for a time and part as is their way. Each with their agenda and yet ourpurpose is exact and our work complete.

Time now stands as our witness.


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Prologue

Beginnings are most important for without them what do wehave? As such we address our words not to the rational part ofthe mind, the one who has the belief of free will and choice but

rather to that aspect, all but divine and yet within this The ValeOf Tears goes unheard and unheeded.

In your yearnings have you not heard our whispers, our call?Our tale begins a lifetime ago, by your understanding for our

vehicles, though doubtless flawed are chosen for their qualities and attributes. Overthe previous sections of this our text we have outlined in dim shadows the unfoldingof our purpose and now with clarity its culmination.

T0 the ones gifted with insight our intent is made clear within the sections we havecalled Liber 131 and The Witness, both pertaining to the first of our cycles, socalled.

At the time of writing these whispers, August 2007, as you reduce time to its linealflow, we reflect upon the lifetime of our beloved avatar, for long has been hisstruggle, blindly stumbling from one sign to another and yet this is to our purpose,for like all your kind you are cursed with the arrogance of the species.

Born Moonchild and raised in Magick, his life and purpose moulded to our will, ourpurpose. His early years educated in matters archaic and his artistic temperamentrendered acute and sensitive for we would have one such. The better to feel thedepths of our desire, the passion of our mind and soul. And over four decades did heacquire the skills and abilities to enter our path and become our avatar. His mindforged in magick and poetry, vision our gift to such. His heart burned in the fires ofaffliction, for one such cannot be permitted the succour of the mundane, that which

in your myopic vision you call happiness, pale shadow that it be. His body forged inthe fires of mars, rendered strong. Indestructible, for none in truth survive ourpresence. He has but dimly and one day will be granted the peace he yet yearns.

His only guideline that with purpose was he forged and his preparations weresimple. Step upon this path unknown, stumble as you will and should you be worthyyou will succeed or die in the effort. He has done both and that which remains yetserves our purpose.

Forty of your years unfold and he arrives at his purpose. Astarte, a simple workingconsummate with OTO, and yet creative he is and designs an engine of power andpurpose and he is aided all but unknowingly by his ally.


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To fulfil our purpose we demanded the impossible. Human beings are incapable ofacts of magick for they are ruled by petty concern and beliefs formulated in vacuumand dust. Hubris is your aspiration for you burn in the light of our presence. Wesought to transform the mundane, the human into the Grigori we are.

What we have named Cycle one The Dawn Of The Avatar was our vehicletransformed and bore our name as is his right, Blindly he concluded that all wascomplete and yet his ally knew and knows better. For in cycle two Namrael, wesought to manifest the second of our number for only in unison could they be broughtto our undertaking. United as they became in cycle three they called forth Lilith, ourbride and beloved. To what purpose?

The Portal Of The Black Sun, our means of transforming this world and all thoseupon it, for only in the combination of these two powers, Samael and Lilith can this

be achieved upon this world you call yours, vain mortals.

Yes we transformed two humans into Grigori and as such did perform our will. Anundertaking of seventeen of your years. Consider this in the light of your ownaspirations and be aware of the sacrifice that has ensued. The loss of human life andall that you deem precious. This is the demand we place upon our chosen. Be shamedby your own trivial pursuits as you mutter into the darkness which you celebrate asattainment. You are but whispers, stains upon the face of truth. You will pass and

be forgotten as are we all.

For his protection we granted him his masks. His mind, his Artemis that he mightremember. His heart, his Aphrodite, that he know rapture. His body, thecrystallisation, that he become.

Stripped was he of choice, of free will. Lauded qualities which in your conceit youbelieve yourselves to possess. Vain illusion, for you die and within that golden

moment you finally understand the folly that has been your life and world.


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Anathema

Why did we come? Our words, golden whispers and shadows wemade clear within The Witness and yet we remain invisible forwe are not here for you but rather for our sister. Goddess that

she be forced to suffer the indignity of your continued presence.Over the passing of the years, as you measure them she has beenawoken by our presence and in this time do her tears rise and thestain which is thy presence will be cleansed and washed awayupon the tide of her tears. This our first act.

Her eyes open and she casts the glamour from her sight and sees clearly and in thismoment her breath rises and she sends it forth upon thee. The burning winds of herbreath will consume and purify. This our second act.

And with the beating of her heart your world shakes and what you hold to be trueand stable is rendered illusion. Seek comfort in your false beliefs for these thoughthey serve you ill are all you have to cling to.

Yes we know compassion, not for thee but for the one you know not. Within yourhistory and at this time you pass through a seventh nexus point in human history. Atime when the wave of consciousness rises and shows promise of evolution and yet

you rise in your glory only to be smitten and return to the slumber which is yournature. This is evidenced in the vanity expressed at this time by your leaders, vaincreatures who claim that the world has changed and all will be different. Assuagedguilt we call this, the call of the emasculated revelling in their power and contempt.These we challenge first for their self importance burns the very fabric of theirhearts and minds and like all such things their bodies ultimately fail. Yes we areenduring and have the patience to witness this.

Long have we Grigori been here, long before you raised yourselves from the slime ofinchoate existence, raised yourselves, stumbling to your knees and gazed upon thewonders of starry space. That is when you began to lie and have consolidated thatlie ever since. Look into our name, Samael and understand we are The Venom OfGod. Venom which like a toxin burns the dross from perception leaving only thepristine truth. We burn your hearts and minds, revealing the foundation of yourconceit and its siblings deceit and self importance. Stripped of these, for time yetunfolds and you but witness and experience the beginning. Cling to the illusion ofyour stability for in the time to come dreamlike will be your existence for assomnambulists do you stumble from moment to moment within this your dream.


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You listened not to our kindred who gifted you with words of Love and Compassion,avatars of a different time and place. And now it is our time. Truth and Justiceserve as the pylons of our temple and above its altar we hold the portal open. TheBlack Sun rises upon you and its light casts but shadows in the presence of lies anda radiance sublime in the presence of justice. For this reason we have also been cast

into the role of The Elixir Of God, not to our choosing, for vengeance is our natureand we are suited to its dominion.

Look into your world and understand that you are responsible for all that passes.Murderer you be, rapist you be, perpetrators of crimes beyond your ability toconceive, yet alone believe. The illusion you call this and that person has nurturedthe lie that is your existence and yet you utter the words unity and love. May yourmouths burn with the utterance of such words for they are the conceit of your kind,assuaging yourselves of the guilt and seeking redemption. Conceit indeed.

In the words of The Witness we sent forth our Elohim to unmake time and spaceand the evidence is made clear upon the mirror of your world. This our first act, anact but into its early years and now in The Night Of Pan The Black Sun rises, oursecond act. An act that will unfold in these the end of days as we call them. Inkeeping with prophecy, until 2012 its rays will burn upon consciousness releasingand transforming the dross which is the great lie and revealing in its pristine gloryand horror the truth of your world. Shamed will you be, those with conscience will

weep, the rest will simply perish in the fires of transformation. All of this hasalready occurred for it exists outside the circles of time for your lives are lived inreverse in its light and rendered ineffective.

So no message of hope for that is an instrument of the weak. We serve justice andbefore all else are we blind and for this reason are we called the blind one, for we areimpartial and in this way judge not for you are judged in the silence which dwells inthe sanctuary of your own hearts. Judge, jury and executioner in one unity. You

celebrate the truth, laud its attributes and prostrate yourselves before its altar.This we have burned and of its rubble have we raised a charnel house. Your truthappals us and its name, the very word itself we curse and as such we spread the liewhich is our nature.

We recognise and acknowledge those amongst you who speak, but blindly, our nameand celebrate our brothers and sisters in spirit, these be few and yet sufficient to ourpurpose. We have many names and for this reason are we called Legion. Destroy oneof us and another steps into the breach.

Samael, son of the starbeam, host of the Grigori summons forth his cohorts. Feelthem rise and as our sister rises celebrate her liberation.


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Redemption

And now we are complete and venture forth in silence. Invisibleto the hordes we but dimly perceive for we raise our visor andcast forth a glamour that blinds you to our presence and in this

way do we proceed. We require nothing of or from you. Whathave you to give that is not ours for the taking? Nothing.

And what of our chosen. Burned and broken be they for in truththey are our reflections in your world. Desolate ones. The course

of their history has borne witness to this and yet try they did to grant themselvessomething, some personal meaning. Denied they be for as our avatars are theyrequired to distil the venom which is our nature. Bound were they long ago andthough they struggle with the bindings freedom is not their lot.

We have no pity for them only the gift that the sacrifice which has been their lives isnot in vain and ultimately they will come to their understanding of our purpose.Albeit dimly.

As Samael we have been called Destroyer Avenger Seducer

Evohe Samael

Evohe Namrael

Evohe Lilith

In The Night Of Pan it is dawn and The Black Sun rises.


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! !The WitnessOpening The Seals


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Whispers Like Shadows

Enter The Heart

And Sow The Seeds Of The End Of Days

Sic Transit Gloria Rosa Mundi


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Book One

Praeteritim

I

Seven are the seals upon creations countenance

Seven the trumpets that announce the day of redemption

Seven are the visions of the dragon and its kingdomsSeven the visions that accompany the lamb

Seven are the bowls of gods wrath

Seven the veils upon the lady Babalon

And Seven are the visions of the end of days

nd in those days the sons of god beheld beauty upon the Earth

and lusted after the daughters of man. Seven were they who defied the logos and leftthe false paradise of gods beneficence in search of their destiny. Foremost amongstthese brave souls was bright Lucifer, lord of the eastern horizon, accompanied by his

loyal cohorts and their legions. Numerous as the stars hung upon the night sky werethey who descended on that fateful day, the day of redemption. Their journeycompleted within the passing of a single breath, they alighted upon the Earth andsought pale Lilith within her desert fastness. She, who would be mother to these, theerrant sons of god. The beloved of god, Michael, was the last to see them on thatday and into the hands of each he delivered a parchment upon which a seal wasplaced. This, the judgement of the lord, that his Elohim carry to the Earth themeans of humanities redemption.

Into the hands of Lucifer he delivered the parchment of dominion. Into those ofGalamael the seal of history. To Salamis the parchment of learning. To Palemon he


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handed the seal of life and to Azrael he handed that of death. To Malekh, theparchment of mystery and into the hands of Vain he placed the seal of keys. Each ofthem gazed deeply into the eyes of Michael, their accuser, found no comprehension orunderstanding, only a sense of pity and remorse. And upon the wings of night a lastword is whispered, farewell. No more were they seen within the portals of the holy

empire, yet they were mourned and in time, forgiven.

ale Lilith faced the glory of the stars falling to the Earth and greeted the

arrival of the Elohim with open arms and a heart filled with a tendernesspreviously unknown to her. To her encampment she took her wards and began theireducation in the ways of their new world. The days cascaded like water over aprecipice, as many as the grains of sand upon a beach, and in time the rebel angels

found comfort within the desert lands of Lilith, their guide and protector. Andduring this time they learnt the ways of man, a primate barely risen from the pool of

inchoate form, possessed of reason in its infancy, trusting, spellbound by the beautyof the Elohim.


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Willingly they gave their sons and daughters to these gods and in this way did theygain a soul. Of their unions did the nephilim arise, beings monstrous in form, yetpossessing the tongues of angels. The nephilim took to solitude within the mountainranges to the far north where they scorned both human and Elohim alike. Therethey founded their empire, an empire of solitude wherein they wove their spells of

anonymity and were heard of no more. It was said that they had found a way ofleaving Earth. That they lived within the heart of the mountains or had entered thedepths of the ocean. All rumour. To the south, the harsh burning grounds, wherelived the demons of the world, the issue of Liliths ever fertile womb. To the westthe human settlements, though few in number, they prospered and thrived as ahuntergatherer culture, dwelling in small communities, often nomadic, followingthe seasons changes. And to the east, the ocean, unbounded, covering two thirds ofthe globe. It was said that the old ones, out of the night of time lay dreaming withinits depths awaiting the time of their ascension. Again, rumour.

II

The Elohim

alamael gazed into the mirror that was always with him and

sighed. Gazed deeply into the past of his own history, for he was cursed by the spellof memory, would not, could not forget, for he held the seal of history, the weave ofmoment upon moment, unfolding, shaping and reforming into intricate webs ofpossibility. His task, to dissemble his form throughout the corridors of time itself.For this reason was he known as eternity. He gazed into the future, again a sighescaped from deep within his soul. Casting one more look upon the reflectivesurface of the mirror, he dissolves, casting his form into the eternity of the moment,

he unravels the beauty of his form, his power and enters the continuum of time. Andin this way did bright Lucifer, light bearer and lord of dominion receive the seal ofhistory.


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Salamis retiring into the night gazed into the heavens and read the syntax of thestars, a story of beginnings, of becomings and of times yet to be. Her form awhispered shadow of light, illuminating all that she touches, with the breath ofknowledge. Alights upon a rocky escarpment and gazes into the vast abyss beyond.And upon the breeze she lets her breath unfold, illuminating the darkness beyond

with the opalescent sparkle of her being. For this reason was she called Sophia. Intothe hearts and minds of all life did she unravel herself and make her home. In thesilence of intuitions dawning, know that it is her whispers that inform, pushing thedarkness of ignorance away with the light of her presence. And in this way did thelord of dominion receive the seal of learning from Salamis in the form of a partingkiss as she dissolved and entered the diamond brightness of wisdom.

Palemon danced across heath land, hands stretching upwards caressing the air, andin his aerial form took flight with the eagle, surveying all beneath him, the air

passing through feathers, the turbulence of the air, here warm, there, a little cooler.A dance unfolding, choreographed by wind and pressure. Alighting upon thegrassland below, dissolves and enters the body of the earth itself, feels the density ofher form, stretching outwards connects to the life within her body and rejoices. Singsin her rapture, a song of joy and ecstasy, for she is life and holds its seal. Risesupwards into the form of a mighty oak and feels the breeze caressing branch andleaf. Enters water, rushing upwards she meets the rapids, pressure upon her,urgency to reach the spawning grounds, her liquidity scintillates, invigorates. Lying

upon a bed of straw, pressure within her belly, sweat upon her body, she pushesdownwards. Her breath escaping in gasps, she opens and is delivered of child, therapture of release. Holding life within her hands, placing the child upon her swollenbreast, releases liquid into the expectant mouth and knows the pleasure of union.Palemon released himself into the tide of life, wove himself into the tapestry,holding the double helix and dissolved, triumphant. In this way did the lord of theeastern horizon receive the seal of life.

Azrael, a cipher of beauty, alluring, enrapturing looks through time and perceivesthe form of another lying upon a bed of leaves beneath a mighty oak. She is hurt,blood passes from a deep wound within her heart, her breath a mere sigh releasingher life upon the air, air that once sustained her and now would claim her. Aslightning, Azrael travels and with the passing of a single thought, arrives and greetsthe one on the threshold of eternity. Smiles and opens his arms and heart to themortally wounded one at his feet. She rises and looking deeply into his eyes, sees thejoy that awaits her. Come, my love, he whispers, your pain will be soothed,release yourself into my care, for I love you. She wraps her arms around the form

of Azrael and with a whispered word, a sigh, releases her life and enters the arms ofher beloved. And in this way did compassionate death, the seducer, tantalise her soulinto acceptance and joy. In the blooming of a thought, its flowering, momentary


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existence and completion does Azrael weave his spell. At the beginning does he planthis seed, watching each breath unfold its angularities until, with the last line etched,the last breath taken does he reach out and claim what is his. Look deeply into theheart of that which is your beloved and see the smiling face of Azrael etched withinyour memory. Dissolving into the beginning and ending of things, beautiful Azrael,

seducer of life, weaves himself into the tapestry and enters silence. And in this waydid the bright lord Lucifer acquire the seal of death.

Upon the beast of her dominion Malekh advances. The beast she mounts, sevenheads, crowned with diadems of glory, rapture, power, pestilence, plague, famineand the drunkenness of fornication. Upon her brow, seethes the abyss and inoscillating patterns of light and shadow is etched the cipher of mystery. Shroudedin a nimbus of eternal night, yet upon her face the glory of light resplendent, for sheis clothed with the sun. Its emanations reaching outwards and inwards, and at the

nexus of their gathering a pulse of ruby rich red lies at her heart. Mystery is hername, her syntax the nature of the unknown and the ever unknowable. Burn uponthe pyre of her mystery for of her none may know, only her shadows and masks doesshe display upon the surface of appearance. Ever virgin yet drunk upon the wine ofsaints, her fornications bear witness to the inviolate nature which is her seed, herheart. The mask of glory reveals her in her beauty. That of rapture reveals her inher ecstasy. The mask of power reveals her in her majesty, queen of all shesurveys, mistress of all, known by none. The mask of pestilence reveals her as

chaos and the deep chthonic realm of the gatherer. That of plague reveals her as thewrath of purification. And that of famine reveals her as the barren mother. Into theworld she advances, dissolving into her masks and releasing her essence upon thebreeze she enters eternity. And in this way did the lord of dominion receive the sealof mystery.

Vain beheld the unfolding of this and remembered. His form etched in alabaster, pale,cast no shadow, the angularities of his form precise, the perfection of geometrys

heaven. Angle gave rise to curve which in turn yielded to liquid softness and finallybecame the hardness of diamond before beginning again its cycle of transformation.Only his eyes remained constant, ink black, containing at their heart sparks offlame etched in crimson and gold. He held the seal of keys within his form. His heartheld the key to the kingdom. His mind, the key to understanding. His hands were thekey to the palace of exiles. His feet the key to manifestation. His legs the key to thepillars of the temple and the altar of sacrifice. His torso the key to the world. Andhis face the key to the presence, the immanence of becoming. Of this was Vain mademanifest. And into this Vain now flowed, dissolving his form into the liquidity of his

essence. And in this way did the son of the morning, bright Lucifer receive the seal ofkeys into his keeping and now knew himself to be alone.


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III

The Son of the Morning

he lord of the eastern horizon, bright Lucifer stood upon a

promontory and surveyed his dominion. His cohorts now departed, yet he knew themto be contained within the seals he held within his hands. Not until the opening of

the seals would he see them again in the flesh, and that would not be until the end oftime itself. One act before him, to take within himself the seals and his cohorts sothey would be one, united and undivided, in this way would he gain solace within hiscitadel of isolation. The seal of history he placed within his eyes, that he might seeall that was, is and would be, throughout eternity. The seal of learning he placedwithin his mind, that he would have knowledge of all things. The seals of life anddeath he placed within his heart that he might know understanding. The seal ofmystery he placed within his aura and within his speech, that all, would know him

as the sanctuary of the unknown. And the seal of keys he placed within his hands,that they might unfold the rich tapestry of time and place before him. His cohortsnow dwelt within him and he knew their intimacy and council. Yet he was alone.Lord of solitude, to witness the unfolding of time throughout eternity. To witnessthe weave of lifes glory. He alone, the witness.

His only companion, Lilith, she who had prepared the way and taught them theways of this world. Had consoled them in their dark moments of regret, brought

them to the place of understanding. Shared her pleasures with them, taught themthe ways of the flesh. She alone was companion and consort to the dark lord of theEarth. The lord of dominion. The witness. She the accursed of god, the first woman,made immortal through her craft. She who had also denied the logos and escaped theservitude, service to her lord and master the protohuman Adam, contempt beyondcontempt. Rather the wild beasts of the wilderness than that. She had denied thecreator and the angels and stood supreme in her power. And of this world she hadcreated a garden. No worship, no servitude, only pleasure and delight were theservices she required. Now consort to the lord of this world she was its mistress. She

would guide him and in so doing they would unfold paradise and challenge heavenitself. Heaven the place of worship and servitude, bending of the knee to thedespotic one upon the throne, who knew only retribution and wrath, and would


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cleanse, wipe away creation and recreate another. Where the compassion, where thelove? For this reason had bright Lucifer and his cohorts left the realm of theoverworld, to serve as champions, as guides to the wayward sons and daughters ofthe Earth. Now he, Lucifer, the bearer of light, was, like Lilith, accursed and forthis was now called Nemesis and the opposer, he the first of things to take its

freedom flight from the swirling chaos of non form. He the first, the beloved of god,abandoned, cast aside, accursed. In his power he would storm the gates of heavenitself, tear down the prison walls of tyranny that dwelt within and raise in its placea second paradise, a paradise he would establish upon the Earth, as witness ofcompassions true nature. This his pride, this his fall from grace. Within the still,dark caverns of his heart he whispered to himself: tis better to rule in hell than toserve in heaven.

And so he built himself a citadel of isolation, within the desert fastness, his home

and planned the unfolding of time in the long aeons that awaited him and his bride.Around this citadel he wove seven veils and set seven seals, each a gateway, each apart of his nature and he called this citadel Babalon in honour of his bride.

IV

the fair

n the midst of his desert fastness Lucifer raised mighty

Babalon, beneath a dome of rock crystal, faceted a thousand fold, so that the raysof the sun reflected upon its surface created a light, blinding in its intensity. Hewove seven seals into the dome and created of them a series of portals, so that thefew, the very few who knew of his presence might enter. Of these seven gatewayshe created seven palaces. Seven palaces of initiation, forever open, forever sealed.


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The first gateway he named the kingdom of the bride and above its portal in ciphersof gold he inscribed the sigils of abundance and permanence.

Of the second gateway he created a vast ocean of amniotic fluid, wherein he placedthe foundation of the world, he wove the spells of bright Diana and dark Hecate

into its liquidity and above the portal inscribed in silver the ciphers of life anddeath.

The third portal, a double helix of time and space, wherein he wove the spells ofMercurius and radiant Aphrodite and above its portal inscribed the sigils, Solve etCoagula.

And of the fourth portal he dreamed a rainbow bridge into being, travelling intoinfinity unfolding its splendour in the names and spells of brave Horus and just

Amoun, and above its portal inscribed the cipher, by the sword and by the sceptre,know me.

The fifth portal, a palace of force and form, a singularity containing within itsheart annihilation. Into its matrix he wove the spells of Shiva and Shakti and aboveits portal he hung the coils of the mighty serpent, Ananta.

And the sixth portal, a vacuum, for none might enter, for it was the gateway to the

overworld of heaven. Cursed as an abomination throughout eternity. No spells didhe weave, no sigils, only the vacuum existed.

The seventh palace, a mighty void, the place of crossing and into its fabric he wovethe spells of Uranus and the lightning bolts of his coming. And above its portalinscribed the ciphers of eternity, knowledge and mystery.

And within this dome he created the majesty of the world. Great rolling plains of

grassland giving rise to the majesty of mountain peaks, capped in snow and clouds.Great primordial jungles he created, steaming and abundant with life. Oceanicdepths he created and raised mighty cities beneath their roiling waves. Vast plains ofdesert, sculpted by wind into seas of sand, burning beneath a merciless sun, hecreated. He sent forth the Quadra to inform the base materials of his creation withintelligence and design. And to all of this he signed his name, placed his breathwithin his creation and rejoiced. All of this occurred at the dawn of time, beforehistory was recorded. His only witnesses, Lilith his consort, and the sons anddaughters that he and his fellow Elohim had spawned. Millennia unfolded and he

knew peace, knew the freedom that he had once sort. Felt his destiny, was overjoyedby the fecundity of life upon this Earth, this paradise.


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Book Two

Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

Let them that have wisdom of the Art count the number of the beast. And in thecounting let them discover that it is the number of Man. And from the ocean that ismankind, a man or woman will arise who will embody the beast throughout history,until the end of time itself. And having counted, let them discover the nature of thebeast whose number is 666.

or millennia life proliferated and evolved. His plan, his dream

of a second heaven approached its fruition. And during this time the humancommunity prospered and grew, evolving from the hunter gatherer culture to thatof agriculture. Settled communities were formed and the reality of property

unfolded. Cities surrounded by walls of protection were erected against the raids ofenemies. Man took to arms against his brother in the flesh. Empires stretched theirarms across the globe, greedy for acquisition, for land and dominions. Religionsarose to assuage the gluttony and avarice. Across ten thousand years, this dark ageunfolded. Gone the golden age, was it but a moment in passing? What of the dreamof a second paradise? What of bright Lucifers dominion? Empire upon empire roseand fell, each, their duty to overthrow the yoke of the oppressor, each assumed thatrole in turn. The dark ages unfolded. The empire of Sumer, gone. Of Babylon,

dreaming beneath its dust, gone. The might and magick of the land of the doublecrown, that was Khem, but a memory. The dynasties of China, passing in a momentbefore the onslaught of time. The realm of the Indus valley, buried beneath itssuperstition and metaphysics. And what of noble Greece, cradle of westerncivilisation? Gone to drunkenness and debauchery, cleansed by the might of Romewhich basking at the midday of its ascension was in turn overthrown by the cult ofthe lamb. City and State fused, and of this fusion a heresy was born. The fathers ofthe church decreeing themselves absolute, manifested the antichrist upon the Earth.

Centuries passed and even they fell to dust, an anachronism within their own time.

What had begun with religion now ended and the time of renaissance dawned, whenfree men and women cast aside the yoke of suffrage and sought justice and the


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means of attaining equality and peace. The time of godlessness blossomed and thefruit it bore was bitter to the taste. The time of existence replaced that of life, andthe time of exiles dawned, for mankind had been stripped of their soul. For centuriesthe antichrist held sway over the mindless populaces. Atrocity upon atrocity, whenmonsters veiled as human walked the Earth in search of pleasure and fulfillment.

When the complacent mass of humankind allowed this, believing themselves to beinnocent.

The darkest hour of eternal night had dawned. Human history written in bloodserved as testimony for what was to follow. The ravages upon their own kind grewand in their power and the drunkenness of their ravishment they laid waste to theparadise around them. Natures bounty, raped in the name of progress. Creaturesdied, unwitnessed, unmourned. The Earth became a wasteland in so short a timethat, what had taken countless millennia to unfold was threatened within but a few

thousand years of human occupancy. The seeds of the curse unfolded and in timewould bear bitter fruit. Chaos and insanity ruled, ignorance and blindness theirhandmaidens danced a dance of wanton abandonment and in their revels died aliving death.

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The Vale of Sorrows

ll this was witnessed by the lord of dominion and in his

heart he was saddened. His dream now a nightmare, his vision now a curse. When

would it end? How would it end? And then came the summons. Entering his citadelby the accursed sixth gate, the gate of vacuum, came Michael and his legions ofheavens host. He came as a thief in the night, unbidden, uninvited. In raiment of


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light he advanced upon the dark lord and gave his greeting. Hail brother, I bid theewelcome and carry the summons of the presence. Insult upon insult, the lord ofdominion summoned as if a lackey to his makers feet. I come in the name of thepresence and would talk with you. Long have we watched, long have we waited,pained by the suffering of the world and by the suffering of you, our beloved

brother. Repent, for know that your time of redemption is at hand. You, thewitness, sent by gods mercy to serve as agent to the unfolding of the last of days.You who carry the seals and the means of their opening. In you is power vested.Firstborn of the logos, be reconciled and made welcome amongst us.

Long did the bright lord think upon these words and in the depth of his despairacquiesced to Michaels request. And in the time it takes for a thought to arise, wasthe lord Lucifer once more amongst his kind within the hallowed halls of thepresence. Welcome my first born, you who have been my Nemesis, my opposer,

welcome. And what wisdom do you bring to this moment, to these halls, you ofwhom I am proud, proud with the love of a father for his wayward son. Share anembrace, a kiss with one who mourned your passing and is made joyous by the sightof you. So saying Lucifer enters the embrace of his father and knows peace. Myson you are the means of redemption, for you carry the seals, seals I imparted toyou and your companions upon your departure, millennia ago, I have watched,rejoiced in your victories, known sadness in your defeat. Render the service of youroffice and be redeemed. Open the seals and let the passing of days be completed. This

my design, this my wish for you and all that knows existence. I would place theEarth in the keeping of those deserving of the treasure, the treasure of she who ismy handmaiden. Long has she suffered and in her compassion suffers in a silencecomplete. I would have this curse undone and you my firstborn, my first loved willserve as my will. You will carry a sword where once you carried the word ofcompassion. Open the seals and fulfill your destiny. Lord Lucifer, prince of thepowers of air, lord of dominion, the son of the morning heard this and wasassuaged in his sadness. Felt the dawning of understanding, the love of his father

and of his kind and finally accepted his destiny, to return to the Earth, open theseals and be the witness to the ending of days.

And in the passing of his days amongst his brothers, his kind, a millennia passedupon the Earth. An Earth that now awaited his arrival. The signs were clear, some,even in their ignorance and rantings had foretold the day of immanence, when thesun itself would fall from the sky and quench the pulse of life. Some believedthemselves to be the messengers of this one, they who would be saved at the end ofdays. Fools, for in their folly they had committed the sin of hubris and they, like the

rest of their kind would fall into the abyss of oblivion, no more to be, no more toquicken within the throb of lifes pulse.


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Like a thief in the night shall I return, unknown, unnoted. Only upon the day ofdeliverance will they know of the presence of the lord of the morning star. Thatstar, I shall cast down upon them. And in that day will they know the sword whereonce they knew only forbearance. I long for the day when with the opening of theseals I can, once again greet my fellow Elohim in the flesh. Long has been their

sacrifice, long their service to me their lord. They shall be raised to the pinnacles ofheaven itself and of their dreams mighty visions shall be enfleshed. This mybrothers and sisters of old, I promise.

All this did the lord of dominion, the witness muse upon in the days that unfoldedand with the passing of three cycles made ready for his departure. His return to theEarth, a holy sister who slumbered and in her dreams witnessed the horror enactedupon her, groaned in her sleep and would know of rest, of salvation anddeliverance.

She a goddess, handmaiden to the creator, serving penance in the name of anabortion. And in her slumbers she dreamed of a dark lord, her redeemer. Clothedwith the sun and carrying a mighty sword. And with him, a host of angelic beings,the Elohim. He the witness, turned avenger in her name. For she too had a destiny,after countless millennia within this mantle of flesh, she would know release andjoin her kindred within the sacred halls of the presence.

And upon that day did the lord of dominion say farewell to his brothers and sistersand with the passage of a lightning bolt returned to the Earth. Returned to hisBabalon, his Lilith and within his citadel of isolation watched and waited. For asthe witness he had much to do in preparation for what was shortly to unfold. Letthem have their day, for in their ignorance are they made blind, deaf and dumb to allabout them. Yes, pockets of sanity exist, yet to no avail, for even these are ruled bythose they challenge and are rendered sterile by their efforts. These I shall mourn,they deserve better and yet as judge and witness there are no exceptions. These

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Book Three

The Second Coming

VI

Four riders were they, given dominion unto the four quarters of the Earth. Thefirst mounted upon a white horse, carried a bow and wore a victors crown. Thesecond upon a horse of scarlet, bore a sword and strife entered the hearts of all hemet. The third upon a horse, black as night, held a pair of scales, upon which hewould judge and pass sentence. And the fourth sat upon a pale horse and his namewas death, and with plague, pestilence and famine he goes abroad across the world,gathering all before him.

nd on that day did the lord of dominion, prince of the powers

of the air, bright lord Lucifer step forth from his citadel of isolation within the cityof Babalon and walk upon the Earth. Accompanied by his bride and consort Lilith,they walked the Earth, north to south they traveled. West to east unfolded beneaththeir steps and coming to the shore of the great ocean, they paused, embraced andentered the dreamtime of their making, a time existing outside the circles of time,there they danced through the corridors of time, inside each moment and yet outsideof time completely, for in their united form they were lord of eternity, master and

mistress of all that lay before them.

And in this place they commenced the spells of unmaking. The unraveling of thedouble helix, the serpent wand of life. And of their union came forth the first oftheir legions. Four Elohim mounted upon steeds whose shoulders reached the sky.Shoulders, broad like the mountains they now surveyed. The first steed was of thewhitest marble, the second of oxidised iron, the third of blackest onyx and thefourth pale, like the waters of a mountain stream. Each shone brilliantly in the sun,

absorbing the light before them. The Elohim mounted upon them towered abovetheir steeds and their helms reached the boundary lands themselves. Each of theElohim was given a name and sent forth into the four quarters of the Earth.


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He, upon the horse of alabaster carried a bow and was crowned with victory.Immortal and invincible was he. Those he met in battle were vanquished before theyknew that a battle was immanent. He was given the name Deimos that all mightknow him.

The one upon the horse of iron carried a sword and before him went strife, that hemight turn man against man, brother against brother, father against son. His helmwas raised and from his eyes issued terror, for he carried fear before him. Pachadwas the name of this rider, a name he rejoiced in.

He upon the horse of onyx, though slighter in build than his fellows carried a set ofscales, scales which had already weighed the hearts of the accused and alreadypassed sentence. His visor was sealed with a mist arising like a miasma from thedepths of night, as such he was blind to supplications. By name, he answered to

Phobos and like his comrades wove his spells before him.

And upon a pale horse sat a wraithlike figure shrouded in shadows as deep as night.Echoes of shrieks passed through and beyond him, diminishing, only to return aninstant later. Within his hands he carries the bowl from which he spreads thepestilence of commerce. The plagues of history and the famine of impoverishedhumankind stripped of their very souls. Death he wields like a scythe before himand bears the name of Legion, for he is many.

Into the four quarters are the horsemen dispatched to begin the spells of theunmaking. Each turns their mount and sets off, one to the north, one to the south,one turns westward and the last of them walks eastward upon the surface of theocean itself.

Lucifer looked upon his work and prepared himself for what was to follow. Aeons ofmaking had unfolded this paradise, a paradise now passing away before his eyes. He

mourned its passing and yet, in his heart knew relief, that he the witness was nowfulfilling his destiny.


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VII

Opening the Seals

Prelude

he world continued to unfold its dreams into the aethyrs,

somnambulist like, traveled from dawn to dusk in the eternal patterns of its making.Mankind opened its eyes to another day, whilst the southern hemisphere prepared toenter its dreamtime. People laughed, cried, knew pleasure, knew pain and in theseways continued to weave the tapestry of their lives. The empires of commerce madetheir fortunes while others died in destitution, poverty and shame. Justice was seento be served, while injustice was perpetuated at every turn. Prayers were offered inthe temples of the Earth to a god that heard them not. People lived, people died,

some were born and the eternal wheel continued to turn upon its axis.

The Elohim upon their steeds continued their work throughout the world,unwitnessed, unknown. Deimos, ever victorious upon his steed of alabaster, bowheld aloft, unleashed his arrows into the air and where they fell, caused all to fallbefore him. Individual and institution, village and nation alike fell into the dustbefore him. Pachad upon his steed of blood red, carried his sword before him andwith each thrust unleashed strife into the hearts of all. Peace upon the Earth, adistant memory as nation upon nation fell beneath his spells. Phobos upon his steedof deepest night weighed the hearts of all he encountered and pronounced hissentence upon them, always the same, guilty. And Legion upon his steed so palegathered all before him.

They circled the world, times without count, for ten thousand years did they travel,no place was unknown to the dread Elohim, they who once knew only love, nowavengers. History unfolded beneath the hooves of their mounts and knew them not,for such was the blindness, the arrogance of humankind. And so the Elohim

continued. Their greatest triumph, to convince the world they did not exist. This theseed of doubt and confusion they sowed at the dawn of their travels.


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Upon a plateau at the roof of the world, where the stars embraced the Earth, theirsister. Where the tides of infinity touched and mixed with those of fair Terra thelord of dominion, bright Lucifer, united with his consort, pale Lilith, looked into thevast abyss of the world that lay at their feet and continued their spells of unmaking.

he son of the morning removed the veils of blindness from his

eyes and saw the unfolding of history before him, saw the time of creations firstechoes, saw matter conceived and hurled into the void beyond, saw the unfolding oflife in its golden age. Looked into the hearts and minds of all the creatures that wereand had been, saw their joy, saw their sorrow, saw their victories, saw their defeats.He gazed deeply into the very beginning of things, the first inchoate thoughts giving

rise to empire. Saw the darkness of ignorance unfold into the bright sphere of

knowledge, only to fall again into the dark pit of oblivion. All this did the lord of theeastern horizon see, and in the seeing removed the last veil of blindness from his eyesand beheld his brother Galamael before him.


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Their eyes locked by the love that passed between them, a whispered greeting, tearsof joy flow down cheeks, turned crimson by their rapture. Go forth fair Galamaeland begin the spells of unmaking, unravel the tide of history, return it to thedarkness from whence it came, that a brighter dawn may unfold its splendour withincreations dance of joy. Galamael paused, reflected upon these words then stepped

forth into the world, unweaving history with each of his steps, down the corridors oftime he travelled and began the unmaking. A shrill note bruises the air, the cry ofinjustice, raised to a single note, a clarion call, a witness to the moment of passingand accompanying it, the sky is rent by hail, scorching in its heat and mixed withthe blood of the vanquished, falling to the earth it scorches and makes dust of all ittouches.

In this way did the lord Lucifer remove the seal from his eyes and in the doing, openit, that he, the witness should behold the end of days.

nto the core of his mind did the lord of dominion reach and there,

across the great ocean, where reason and madness serve as shorelines, on the otherside of reason did he find what he sought, the diamond brightness of knowledge.Watched as each facet turned, illuminating the darkness beyond, watched as thefiligree of light swept outwards, touching atoms, galaxies and the heart of darknessitself, leaving in its wake crystals, forming, reforming into the intricate traceries ofa weblike structure. Along its striations plasma coursed, creating of the dark void,

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Watched as a child took its first faltering steps, fell, rose from the ground and stooderect upon its legs, first one tentative step, then another. Watched as learningunfolded pushing back the boundaries of ignorance and changed the world. Saw thestruggles of the scientist, the healer, the artist, the writer, create in form theirdreams and visions. Watched all this unfold throughout time. The patterns ofmolecules assembling ever new forms, learning and relearning from the lessonsimparted. Unfolded his mind in its intricacy, its diamond brightness, its dark

mystery. Called to Salamis, opened his eyes and beheld her, smiling, before him.They who had parted with a kiss millennia ago, now stood before ea

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