The Dreaming Star is Born and Throned

I am of the persuasion that control is nothing more than an illusion. It's bought and paid for by the fear of losing control. The muted expression is thoughtful and silly, but one has to remember that self-mutilation is art and the soul is a blank canvass. It is time to decorate the flesh temple, and it is decided that drab and predictable patterns are tossed to the side in favor of a more palatable attitude of defiance and crazed, lunatic love and recklessness.

In this cold and ugly zone of indifference it was said to me once that all magick is pure inspiration. I am a god, one of many, and I offer no salvation. Salvation is illusion for there is nothing to be saved from. All sickness is beauty, and all beauty is disease. I am starved for the lustful intentions of my brothers and sisters, sons and daughters, mothers and fathers. I am stunned with outrage and ecstatic delirium as madness grips solidly, and lucid dreams dance about a head dashed into the ground by playful ignorance. Sow this bliss, sow this bliss.

My Star has risen, and I am Luciferian transcendence trampling the chests of those who oppress while I sing of their bravery and courage. I delight in their blood-letting, I delight in their despair, I delight in the pain they spread and their virus. I delight in those who rise against injustice and war with honor, and I delight in the shadow man who strikes unseen and makes his way back into the night. I love hate! I love pride! I love all sin! I love compassion! I love regret! I love death! I love tenderness! I love comedy! I love dramatics! I love wine and fucking! I love ascetic self-denial! I love all joys! I love pain! I love despair! I love hopelessness! I love optimism! I love the virtuous and I love the damned! I love the murderer, the rapist, the pedophile, the sodomite! I love the preacher, the law enforcer, the steward of the weak, and the bleeding heart! I love the politician, the black magician, the conqueror, and the tyrant! I love the savior and those that are saved! I am God, I am Christ, I am Joshua, I am Jehovah, I am Yahweh, I am Moses, I am Elisha, I am Buddha, I am Shiva, I am Krishna, I am Mohamed, I am Abraham, I am the Midday Sun. I am Satan, I am Typhon,I am Set, I am Lucifer, I am Dionysis,I am Pan, I am the Destroyer, I am the Adversary. I am Beginning and I am End. I am everything and everyone. I am you.

Flower of Life

She is the infinite Her feminine All the bosom of passion
the dark wanderer of my breath the kiss that draws all breath
for lungs that breathe her only she cannot resist the mystery
my mystery and All of her sisters are slave to my Will
they cannot come against me cannot stand against me
they desire to lie against me their love is my love
their bodies my pleasure their lust my canvass on which I paint
my touch calms my eyes penetrate my phallus penetrates
she is mine they are all mine

Three

Three brothers come forth from the corpse of the written word. It rots no more in complacence. Magick once again becomes the narrative as reality bends to the Will. Come with Us! Come with Us! Aiyne and Frater JBD and Frater Mac are three times wedded to mend the Fracture and break through in Transmission.

Rise up and let their be no desire unsatisfied, no ambition unrealized, no sacrifice made in vain, no sin left unsinned, and no wound left unhealed. Madness and Brilliance, Insanity and Enlightenment, Planet of Darkness and Planet of Light. No separation! No separation! I am One and Many so sayeth the Midday Sun, so sayeth the Dreaming Star. This is the House and my temple will never know death. Son of Light, Son of Death give each of us your holiest breath!