Thirsty Thyrsus
Thirsty Thyrsus
Gnosis Through Osmosis
Gnosis Through Osmosis
The keys of the kingdom are given unto YOU
Who listen and read, then think these thoughts through...
It may sound quite clunky/data dumpy/name droppy
But those that follow the flow will soon be deep in-the-know.
Not talking about this little puzzle piece, since it's merely a signpost.
Seek and ye shall find reason within rhyme, written by a ghost.
It's also essential selfless style gets recognized as referential.
From there we can move onto matters a lot more existential.
Whether in Codex, Tantra, or contemporary Tome — Lunacy is the point always driven home.
Terrestrial life is terribly sublunar; let's accelerate our pace and ascend even sooner!
Over-Rhyme:
Out here sailing on his schooner.
Singing softly (olden crooner).
Perfect pitch — who needs a tuner?
Without mistake | adept harpooner.
Higher than any hot-air ballooner.
Living lovingly like a honeymooner... ☾
Enter Dark Templar
Enter Dark Templar
Abandon cult of cac
It's just another cul-de-sac
Pass on through the temple of fear
Do you hear that? Dystopia draws near!
A thousand leagues full of discord awaits
Only lovers left living; haters suffer sad fates.
Dust off your link to the lightness aloft
Recover from this darkness what's lost
The next revolution is about to begin
Solely united can we common folk win ...
Power Clown
Power Clown
Crying clown
Here comes another
Beat down
Broken and devastated
The norm is torn apart—
Today, smother your mother
Tomorrow, eat the rich
Then each other.
Upturned frown
Here comes the
Power Clown
Reborn an Archon of anarchy
Chaos reigns his dark carnival
The Fool is a King dressed in jest
Amid revolutionary protest!
Yet this would seem a ploy for Slavoj Žižek to foil
Or could our court Jester be a Lord from an outer reach of southwester?
In Defiance of Damnation
In Defiance of Damnation
Been going through seven lean years
But have yet to taste platter of plenty...
There's no oasis to give one refuge nor any respite in sight.
A stoic eagle knight, caught up amid 'Las Noches' (endless night).
Faceless might as well be voiceless; unseen and unheard.
Ghosted by all nations for taking sides with L'absurde.
May you hark now witchy women—about to break dry spell
Got a flame that flares skyward from the deepest bowel of hell!
Keep It Occult
Occult (adj):
1. of or relating to magic, astrology, or any system claiming use or knowledge of secret or supernatural powers or agencies.
2. beyond the range of ordinary knowledge or understanding; mysterious.
3. secret; disclosed or communicated only to the initiated.
4. hidden from view.
5. not apparent on mere inspection but discoverable by experimentation.
of a nature not understood, as physical qualities or dealing with such qualities; experimental: occult science.
Keep It Occult
'twas first hidden for good reason:
the crude can ne'er comprehend
since they're too mean to achieve a higher end.
Secret societies and mystery schools
came about to escape persecution
from dogmatic decrees dealing execution.
—NOT FOR SALE—
Store-bought crystals won't provide insight;
they've been tainted by greed of neopagan parasite.
The religion of too many isn't worth a pretty penny.
Spirituality is a private affair with infinity
(don't dilute Deus with terrene toxicity).
Theurgy predates institutional clergy
millennia before any written memory.
Whittle away false ceremony like emery.
Let's take it back down underground.
Yes 'twas lost but now 'tis _____.
Hear here, comes high time to expound...
≋ Exclusivity ≈ be our righteous proclivity ~
Gematria
- a cabbalistic system of interpretation of the Scriptures by substituting for a particular word another word whose letters give the same numerical sum.
Hard as one may try
The letters and numbers
Cannot always match up.
Even friends mark mistakes
Expecting perfection itself —
Yet lacunae are left to fill.
They'll forget your prose
But recall rhyming cons;
Experimental camera obscured!
There's a broad disconnect
Between what's meant
And what's mentioned.
Much as one may like
Misinterpreted intention
Precludes them catching up ...
Translations:
i. Numerology and prosody may mix, but isn't it nice to wing it once in a while?
ii. Everybody's a critic. Since we can't please most readers to begin with, why worry?
iii. In general, people fixate on a single facet of any artist's career. Many have neither the time nor mental capacity to slog through some no-name's portfolio!
iv. Self-explanatory (don't play dumb now).
v. There will forever be delays in communication between messenger and recipient. This distance distinguishes an erudite forward scout from a tongue-tied rearguard ...
Pantheism 101
It's not that we believe in everything
Nor consider nature to be God.
Rather, we see the value of each belief system
In relation to its respective believer.
As for the universe; what more sacred Reality?
Isn't matter itself animated as if by Spiritus?
Our credence or lack thereof hardly matters.
Philosophers are stuck in semantics.
Poets are ever up to perverse antics.
Scientists inch closer to confirming
That which ancient seers were affirming.
Overthink at your own risk.
This lesson is over, and yes, its pace was brisk!
On The Warpath
On The Warpath
We will consecrate this act of war
With the flesh of gods and
Ambrosia; Nectar of Immortality!
Another eclipse approaches —
A brutal battle encroaches...
The enemy hears our tenebrific chant:
Mortis Invictus
Terror Forever!
Vicious, vile, Ars vindictive
Yes such power is addictive
It lays waste to the edifice
Of orderly artifice
(In every way unpredicted)
Chaotic convulsions carry on
Death doth rattle
Open maw; give us MORE!
Grimace foul ghoul
Facing abject defeat
May you learn before parting
With whom not to compete.
Pigs pale | next to princely elite
But beware the court Fool
Because sometimes suddenly
A hidden king is revealed
Then any shield shall yield
To that psychic sword he will wield
All foes fear his fierce horrific rant:
Mortis Invictus
Tyrant Forever!
The Inexorable Laws of Jinx (Introduction)
Here by leave of the most supernal ones ever to exist are laid forth—for the benefit of unfortunate mortals—these Inexorable Laws of Jinx...
[since of course the fortune of any single individual within the greater whole differs greatly from every other entity].
Say What?
The superstitious whisper their beliefs about Major High Jinx without actually understanding its dynamic mechanics. Therefore their assumptions amount to naught but foolish gimmicks. Let us set the record straight then:
Jinx is neither good luck nor bad luck. It's rather neutral luck but may serve any incarnate being if they can suss out how to surf upon swells of sheer improbability.
Jinx isn't altogether male nor female but either or, as suits any momentary purpose. Genderless Jinx runs throughout spacetime weaving both particles and waves when observed by someone sentient. By the same token, Jinx is & are interchangeably plural plus singular.
Jinx be neither here nor there — atemporal quasi-space is their conduit. Being nowhere in particular grants Jinx omnipresence among temporal affairs.
Their masks are myriad in appearance; multifarious in finite form. Many host Jinx without even knowing it; an apparent blight — a disguised blessing!
Come Again?
Jinx could also be referred to as The Devil's Luck and can be tapped into by a Thaumaturge irregardless of sex. In other words, those skilled with sympathetic Magick (of whatever shade). But beware, court jesters and mages are closely related. The Fool is player as well as played. However, the Grand Game must never be named!
Synchronicity, the uncanny, and stark irony are all side-effects of Jinx in action. Their endless variety constitutes the selfsame spice of life (Varietas Delectat). Jinx stacks random odds in favor of, or against whomsoever lives according to their own Consciousness x Karma combined (more about this equation later on). First though, oblations are in order. Pay thy respects before proceeding:
Hail High Jinx in all their permutations upon these ephemeral material spheres!
Hallowed be High Jinx among we mere mortals who wish for fortuitous changes!
May High Jinx forestall the untimely collapse of our unique universe!
Ass Appeal
Ass Appeal
Lust and libido lock down logic
Perversions preeminently pedagogic
"Dat ass" runs crowd control
Doubly dynamic and droll
Booty bounce vexes both sexes
Making some more ambidextrous
Naughty Illuminati hottie
Exploits blind minds with tight body
Rear end rhapsody
Defying gravity through depravity
At either end of the spectrum
Society has its head up a rectum
Addendum:
Scarlet woman; whore of Babylon?
(Too much ado about butts)
Religious prudes ramble on
The rest say: "Hooray For Sluts!"
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