Death Comes to All Forms

The occult quest is ultimately to discover that all forms are temporal and that one should never become attached to them if higher levels of initiation are sought. “Never love anything so much you cannot see it die” is the sixth point of the 21 Satanic Points written in the Black Book of Satan and adequately expresses the mindset required to break through the mirror of forms which hides the essence of each form and its facsimiles. 

This is not to say that forms are unimportant; indeed they are cardinal, as they provide a visible gate to the form’s essence, one that can be opened while navigating the occult secrets of that form. Opening the gate is easier than one might think; the hard part is realising it has opened and entering it, because the gate will always appear as locked while we cannot bear to see the form die. 

Theistic occultists understand that death is a natural changing of energies. These energies do not perish, they simply fade out of existence and hide in nothingness until it is time for them to return, just like Nature’s seasons. The same goes for forms. Forms fade in and out, disappearing and returning as part of an intrinsic process shared between nature and consciousness; consciousness of man and woman, of things which possess the ability to become. 

Due to this process being an event which can occur independently of human proximity, the error we make is trying to change or subject to death a form in the wrong season. This translates to trying to force open the gate within the form before it has been unlocked by the natural changing of energies and opened by our apprehension of the sixth Satanic Point. 

This is why the Authority of Individual Judgement allegedly pioneered by O9A (which permits anyone to change, alter or reform O9A gnosis and practice provided they abide by the Code of Kindred Honor) cannot, and never could, help one find a path to Lapis Philosophicus. If we imagine the essence of a form as a strand of silk that is weaved through several doors (foundations of a form): when someone changes the form as and when they desire they close one of the doors, thereby severing the strand of silk and thus the connection to the essence of that form. This prevents the gate from ever being opened to the essence behind the form, and so one has to move to a different form that has stronger foundations and an ethos that does not permit the altering of its magick system without considerable thought given to the natural changing of energies and such a change in the form coinciding with them.  

A retort to this postulate could come in the form of the Gods/Goddesses of whichever pantheon being intimately tied to the essence and therefore requiring only their presencing, but the system through which an acaual being is presenced — and how the practitioner uncovers gnosis and builds empathy with it — changes the intensity of that being’s energy once presenced. Since the magick system is considered a foundation of the form, this means that a door cannot be closed on the strand without the natural changing of energies weaving it through another door, lest the gate never open. 

Conversely, never truly committing to a form places us in a limbo of abstraction where we pretentiously debate the intangible and never achieve any REAL progress, moving from form to form, never satisfied or feeling like we belong; never willing to learn the design of a form so that we may be able to locate the key and unlock the gate. This act is not loving something so much you cannot see it die, it is never loving something at all, which is why the gate will never open so long as this is one’s method of navigating the hidden. 

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CRYSTALS & SINISTER EGREGORE
by Fraternitas Loki (circa 1997)

Artifacts of ‘magickal’ significance in the occult are practical tools – or at least they can be. They are not practical in the old aeon sense of summoning up demons, or suddenly gifting the practitioner with powers: a judaeo-christian concept to escape reality, turn one’s back on the real world of nature and cosmic struggle and hiding in a fantasy of abstract philosophy. On the other hand, those who have begun to liberate their psyche from the old aeon, live a life in harmony with nature and the precepts of the Order, and constantly seek to transform their life and attain realisation of their potential may be ready to use crystals and other materials for real magick.

That is once a certain state of being is reached (and this takes time, effort, hard-work, training, study, strenuous harmonization and improvement of body-spirit-mind including re-visualisation for a zestful living) then it becomes natural to have in one possession for the dialectic of magick (that is participating in The Great Work) in association with others who have also reached a modicum self evolution – which is an ongoing process and must never be confused with artificial occult title of adept, master etc). These items are usually themselves natural and  usually come via one of several direct.

Via one’s Lodge/Order with which one is allied for self evolution in natural symbiosis of creative dialectic (Hidden Alchemy).

Obtained by oneself in a certain numinous site whilst on Expedition with comrades.

Found or discovered accidentally in one’s life or pathway.

Procured from actual sacred sites (e.g. ancient or Hyperborean).

Really effective magickal items are never bought in a shop, (there are exceptions: e.g. a suitable neck medallion of one’s totem or deity which is then ‘charged’ in a sinister rite with one’s Teacher). For those who live outside the Albo-Eriu lands the only effective way is via 1 above. However before requesting any such item be aware of its significance and be aware of your need/reasons for it. Be also aware that a bond exists between you, it and its origins (i.e.: (a) the sacred site blood/energy, (b) the Order Tradition to which you have dedicated yourself for the Folk, the Aeon and self-evolution). This bond is eternal, and forms part of the matrix for the aeon itself.

There are several artifact materials for [titles redacted] (OJB also has its range of items), e.g. wood, pebble, slate, charcoal. But one of the most significant is: Quartz, available to members of the OJB and FL from the region of one of the sites of The Ten Ringed Path either as rough lumps for altar work or burial/ritual or as small pieces for personal use/neck etc. It is highly charged.

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Sahrut (Part II) : Promethean Thesis IX

Waxing. MA: 8.24

Where does the urge to commit acts of evil come from? The Devil.

Like Satan, whose archetypal scorn is legend, and who spurned satisfaction, perfection, eternity and second place, the nature of evil seeks to forever surpass itself.

Evil is an accumulative insatiable monster – a hideous chilling killer – that always beckons man to take one more step into the creative abominate toward the temptation to revel in the rain of blood. It is an inexorable ancient force that drags those who ally themselves with it, well across the line they drew in the sand for themselves, and seeks to strew them far into the reaches of insane spaces to gibbering darknesses and inbred species of horrific cruelty most have only glimpsed in the white-cold fear that is sometimes possible to experience by phantasms through terrifying dreams. Evil is Older than man, wiser and more cunning – but it is its appetite that defines it.

It is seldom in the name of Evil that acts of evil are performed however and perhaps through the habit of humans to attempt to justify their actions morally – direct attribution to evil is rare. Worship in its name is often secluded to the acolytes of the Prince of Darkness – and the many devils that survived with Him, brought into the New World from the Old World. The Yezidi, Cult of Kali, Witchdoctors, Voodoo, Shamans and Sorcerers, for instance, still occupy pockets on Earth and call directly upon the names of evil, seeking to placate, call down/back, or elicit the powers and ferocity of the Ancient Ones in many guises to hurtle vitriol upon enemies and chattel. Yet it is in the name of mindless and mundane events that Evil is given its most common graces. Seldom called by its true name, evil is the blind idiot god worshipped by proxy through unattributed acts of bovine weakness; through inane or petty jealousies, arguments or excuses, domestic violence, unsatisfied sexual impulses, misunderstandings, envy, anger, pride, love, arrogance and other misgivings of the spirit and flesh. Few homages to Evil are openly proclaimed in these endless acts of worship, yet dark whispers betray and inform.

Accidental Evil:

Accidental evil is the most common of evils – born in the cauldron of mistakes Mothers wish they could reverse – deaths, dishonours and damage they repent causing; sorries they can never give and emotions they can never take back. Their line is clear. They are the cows in life, unblinking servitors whose virtue is their regret in straying from the Dark Shepherd of Hate and following him only short distances. They are controlled in their evil, restrained by their own narcissistic vanity and the prospect of having to face their retribution. They are the quickly angered, the hearts who burn with uncontrolled flames of passion, those who put the heart before the head – the strong bent under their own will by uncharacteristic flashes of intensity that engulf and consume. It is the most common evil because it is the lot of the daily occurrence that comes from great activity and movement in the human as it goes about its life with its fire burning.

Mundane Evil:

Mundane Evil is the second of evils – fields of excruciation ingrained in the static slow-moving anomie of the human race whose love for repetition enables the greatest and most insidious of evils to occur through a lack of empathy with the wider remit, oblivious to the ultimate harvest that comes from the connexions of every action. The mindless paper-pushers, ink- stampers, button-ups, just-doing-my-jobs that cause that sweetest of delights for the Devil – the twisted knife of unnecessary anguishes. The foreclosures, fines, the punishing jargon of legalities, the financial squeezes, the pressures of conformity, the power-trips of bureaucracy, the roundabout chase of keeping everything in place, demanding the impossible. Those who watch on, who deny themselves as pieces on the chess board; these are the souls of mundane evil – for whom fault is a distant dream, and responsibility a pat on the back and some crumbs from the Tabernacle.

Deliberate Evil:

  • (Disclaimer: the section marked at the open and close with a red asterix is highly graphic and repulsive, but is nevertheless necessary to accurately communicate the concept of Deliberate Evil in its unrelenting and sickening avarice.)

Deliberate Evil is the rarest of evils. There are few who seek to perform evil and call it by that name. For most people, evil has no name, and in their wicked light they never consider that they nor their acts could be evil, so cleverly justified and convicted are they – they think, surely any other would act the same in their place? Many commit evil, and many call evil by its name, but there are very few whoopenly drag themselves to Hell in a conscious chariot of iniquity. The book of the dead is full of leaders, kings, dictators, tyrants, villains, scourges, murderers, lovers, whose lives ended the lives of many. But in the name of Peace, Justice, Revenge, Honour, Patriotism, Loyalty, Control, Commerce, Acquisition, Passion, Envy, Anger, Country, State, Nation… For something, anything, other than pure evil.

Why so rare? Even a black heart cannot bend to the total will of Evil. No matter what the particular action, regardless of how concentrated and creative, how unspeakable or horrific – it is never enough to sate the aeonic bloodlust of a creature spawned in the first days of man. A Djinn of Death whose face has been the last vision of trillions of lives in a veritable bottomless chasm of blood and trickery. The prevalence of terms such as Absolute/Pure by which the rightly fearful name the nature of evil is itself testament to the rarity of those who pass the hallowed gates of mans limits and become something else altogether.

Pure/Absolute evil does not exist – only stages of witness to its escalation exist. Pure denotes a measure, a limit, a place where evil is at its absolute – where it stops. It is a moral fantasy. Satan’s Kingdom has no limits, nor does it have mercy. There is no point where evil ceases to seek to surpass itself – it does not persist or exist, it is exist-ing – chang-ing – burn-ing – thriv-ing, eternal and eternally, always seeking to exceed itself.

Violence is a vessel of evil – but only a vessel.

*It is not enough to smash a delicate baby’s skull in with the back end of a claw hammer, its father must watch while he is raped. His teeth must be smashed out of his face in splinters and handfuls of his excrement as he loses his bowels force-fed to him. But that is not enough. His mouth must be torn like a zip-lock bag and his throat invaded with meaty handfuls of his loin-fruits and little undeveloped pulsing insides, his violent vomit suppressed and his eyes pricked with pins as he chokes and gags in voiceless horror and helplessness on the slippery sinuous membranes of his own living creation – his infants remains pushed inside him in a sickening display of cold hatred and inhuman disregard for life, mercy, restraint.

But that is not enough. He should be raped by dozens of men, their fat phalluses pushing his broken baby further down his throat, packing his colon with each thrust until his lifeless ragged body loses its form and cocks lose resistance against bone and broken meat. He must be torn limb from limb, urinated and defecated on, his bones snapped, and scraps of his skin peeled off and trampled on the floor. His family should be told they will be let go, promised safety, allowed to leave and then locked in boxes with their hands and feet cut off – or locked in with his corpse and forced to fuck each other for their freedom. Fires should be set and the screams of the burning should be recorded and made into a song to be played for kindergartens and sent to the deceased’s loved ones. They should be buried alive, or burned alive – freed when their skin is like molten jelly to suffer and suffer more than death. They should be eaten alive, cannibalized, consumed, tortured with ice-cold nails driven through their flesh as they lay dying, gasping – holes pricked in them for fun. But that is not enough*.

Evil demands more, MORE, MORE!And its hunger is what many human perceivers fail to understand. It demands ever more clever deceptions to wreak the maximum amount of suffering, of hurt and betrayal – it demands that the victims first be mislead, tricked, coaxed and relaxed and then horribly brutalized. Evil demands elaborate schemes and set-ups, the inward turn of promises that give rosy glows of love, affection, trust and the downward face first spiral into the turgid faeces of realization that one is in a nightmare.

But that is not enough, the victim must think they have a chance to escape to be free, redeemed – to make their humiliation, agony and unbearable disbelief all the sweeter, the act all the more unthinkably evil. But that is not enough – every drop of salvation must be wrung for evil to reward its servitors, evil must endure – bear witness to the clumsy experimentation, the confident horrors of purposeful knowledgable infliction, blowtorches to blacken, pliers to extract, solvents to drink, rapes to endure, beatings to excite, the breaking of little bones, the sobbing, whimpering, screaming, pleading, begging, crying, the break down of the eyes and the glaze of resignation, the destruction of form under the force of ones relentless assaults – the white-hot orgasm of uncontrolled violence against others.

But that is not enough. Mark parts of the body, with hours, so the victim knows the game. Leave unsolvable tasks, ridiculous requests – revel in the defeat and soul crushing confusion of asking the impossible, of abolishing hope. But that is not enough, because it is Never enough. Mental torture, physical torture, hideous games of depravity. There is always more. To feel no remorse, no mercy, no guilt or anything other than hate. To hide the crimes under thin veneers and lies, to cheapen the deaths, or to deal death in denial, patriotism, circumstances – bury the truth under thick conspiracies, lies and falsehoods, to keep them secret and live two lives, or refuse to acknowledge the suffering and those who suffered at all – to refuse to give the lives taken even a breath of thought, a shred of decency or human subjectivity.

Flesh collapses before it can bear such levels of evil. So the killer stalks another, captures a second, rehearses Hell and horrifies Heaven. The pores of their skin stink of blood, their nails harbour flakes of horror, even as they go to church, donate to charity, smile at you as you drop your children off at church. But that is not enough. It is Never Enough.

Evil goads others who kill one or two or even many – and then it leaves them for another willing to ride the dragon further than those before it. It is a force that wants the World. It sleeps with anyone and it will do anything that results in a bigger phallus to ride. Evil takes small sacrifices even though it doesn’t care about them, doesn’t reward them, doesn’t remember them, because it is Evil. It leads men through blood-soaked darkness clawing at their hands and pulling them into travesties, sins, murders, toward perversions, abominations, toward new depths, unknown depths, where depravity lays at the gates like a mangy dog and new species arcane and sick writhe and pulse beyond in the Never – and yet it will stoop to commit petty meaningless acts in the same breath, because it is evil. The effort of the darkest men, regardless of the strength to hold Evils hand as it plunges them backward into the abyss, is always for naught. Sooner or later All men let go. They let go because they simply cannot follow Evil to those places or because they die in its service – It is too hungry, too unfeeling, too ambitious for men to sate, their lives too short to see more than the head of the Dragon. Those handful of mortal souls who have tried to give the World, who have come very close in making it a gift, have been left in utter dejection on learning Evil now wants the Stars – or experienced the ageless ice of betrayal as it abandons one to ones fate. For every evil doer of wicked, abominate deeds – there is always one to come after who will see the yawning gaps where more could have been done, where opportunities were missed through weakness and a weak hand grip that resisted the drag to Hell.

But evil is forgetful, disdainful, indifferent to Today and living only for the ever after Tomorrow. It cares not what you did for it yesterday even if you piled enough skulls to obscure the sun, it craves only the Moment, the Evil Incarnate, not the Evil Incarnated. It is fickle and bears no qualms in severing its loyalties, revoking its gifts, reneging on its promises – changing the sweet melodies of narcissus. It is always a matter of degree – and of those degrees the evil done unto one man is forgotten where the evil done unto men is a hundredfold, and again where evil perpetrated is a thousandfold, and again where that evil spreads its tendrils into the planes and spans the world as a poisonous spider, its fangs dripping with the anticipation of a godless haze of rabid murder. But when the mortal falls, it forgets. It takes time, but it forgets. It always forgets. And yet, even poised at the gate to complete global annihilation, evil undoes its creations just for the sake of any petty act of itself.

Architectural Evil:

For Evil the deed is not the act, it is rather that the Devil is in the details. Evil relishes mindless killings and suffering, violence and sadism – but evil has more in common with creativity and imagination than many admit. It accepts blunt featureless deaths but it presences itself all the more through Architectural Evil – the planning and plotting of Grand Deceits, delicious insidious deceptions played out over days, months, years, lifetimes or Aeons. The salacious pleasantries of the killing face, the elaborate misdirection of diabolic intent, the satanic schemes that crush hundreds of thousands on every front with excruciating patience, sinister deeds that steal and corrupt minds and flesh, set the virtues to burn, brother against brother, nation to war against nation, the vessel upon himself. It is the dance before the decapitation – the light that announces the Shadow.

Architecture is the consummation of Satan, the cosmic fucking of the stars and of the Self – the equivalent of plotting the overthrow of the Perfect, of setting Heaven and its inhabitants to burn in the heat of War – and the ecstasy of pretense. The immolatory flame of the Darkest Prince rises up within when we unleash the Beast – but how that flame loves to dance before it sets the world to burn! How it loves to parade its finery before leading lambs to the slaughter, to preen its wings and gloat in unrivalled vanity as it unveils its sadistic mastery. To revel in concealing its evil deeds, to relate them, savour them, strum them to the slow screaming of the multitude as it delicately pulls the sweet skin off its wickedness to savour the depths of its arrogance, hatred and disregard for all of life and everything that is precious in it including moderation, temperance, restraint.

Evil cannot be controlled – if it can, it is not Evil one is doing but a simulation of off-day good. Evil balks at nothing. Nothing is sacred, nothing is Safe. It shares the meaning of Chaos but it is not without Order. Its meaning and purpose is to multiply – to destroy every vessel that carries it. Ultimately it has no friends, no loyalties, no master, no law. It does not know restraint. It does not know mercy. And it is all that is not. It is the art of the vain-glorious Blood King – the envelopment of the total soul into the black of Hell and the wicked legacy of the Original Genius – of that primal force typified by Satan – Intelligent Evil.

As for the architecture found in the height of virtue, in the karmic lift of samsara and the light of God – their existence could serve only to amplify and illustrate the extreme sovereignty of the Devil even for the evil man. For the evil man is not Evil, will never BE Evil – and forever, forever, forever, just human.

To presence Evil, everyone on the planet must die.

-R. Fortuna

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“It’s not what you do. It’s when and where you do it, and who you do it to or with. If nobody sees it, it did not happen.” 


I want to make this very clear from the start, FUCK YOU. Nothing brings me more joy than hearing, speaking of, and seeing you all suffer the greatest torments possible in every Causal and Acausal Realm or Platform that exists. Love is twofold. Love is remembrance. When you remember a birthday, anniversary, favorite food, or one of the innumerable small delights that comprises the monuments too and pleasure centers of someone you smear with the emotion called Love.

I don’t feel that toward any of you. I want every memory and trace of you all to be wiped from every record both in the causal and acausal. The sounds that smacking meat and saliva make to formulate the description of everything you were, are or ever will be, never being uttered again, makes me cum. The second form of Love is Obedience, but I’ll save that later for you to inflict on those in the double digit quotient of intelligence. 

I want to point to those of you who are not Born. There is an acentric hole inside of you that travels from head to stomach to loins. A pathetic vortex that yearns to be filled with pleasure. Ever casting sustenance that manifests itself as social status, belonging, security and any and everything that increases dopamine. Any chance I get, I try to take a massive shit in the place you call a heart.

Your life comprises of service to those greater than you. Forever teetering on fear and love, you humiliate yourself by prostrating in obedience, only ever standing to climb the pyramid that Maslow created for you. Understand, I write this for you. Those trapped in Prison A and B in hope that you may never escape. I Hate you with a Perfect and Holy Hatred.

I titled this so you and those in your service can get more mileage. Those trapped in the construct of good and evil, right and wrong, left and right, up and down, sinister and magian. The message is simple. DON’T GET CAUGHT.

I’m so tired of seeing your lifeless blood soaked faces on every social media platform. thinking yourselves martyrs and heroes. “Opfering” yourselves with no power gained, no power lost, no system affected or effected. Or the masses of troglodytes cheering for a surviving operator in handcuffs, ever moist for impending Hybristophillia.

Your one off hubristic hail mary’s are a payday for a magian hydra. You Extract No Essence. You Exude No Influence. The hydra is going to put your ankles to your ears and slide in every inch of justice into every orifice you currently possess. Unless you DON’T GET CAUGHT. Whatever heraldry you fly, whatever group you belong to, whatever tune you dance to, let this be your Mantra. DGC.

Or Do.

Fuck You,

Zod

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The Danger of Conspiracy Theories Within The Ennead Subculture

What do you get when a group of paranoid anonymous persons partake in a clandestine subculture?


The target for this question is the O9A (not to be confused with the ONA). Within the O9A there are decentralised cells that work individually to express whatever interpretation of O9A texts they want as part of the system of the Authority of Individual Judgement. On paper, this sounds like a perfect system, alchemically and operational security-wise, yet there is one nefarious factor often overlooked that comes with this system: social conditioning.


There is a specific kind of self-applied classical conditioning unique to cyber space, wherein encountering the daily use of anonymous profiles and modified personalities forces a user to restructure their expectations of what a healthy social interaction should consist of.


When away from our cyber wonderland, we conduct ourselves openly. No well-adjusted person approaches a new social interaction wearing a balaclava and proceeds to introduce themselves to the other person as SharpSatanist666 because that’s borderline certifiable, yet when navigating cyber space this is exactly what we do, and for good reason — bar the provocative name. Online anonymity is good practice, but when that becomes the standard of our daily communication, problems begin to arise.


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If you have become accustomed to interacting with people who use what is essentially an ideal form, in a Platonist sense, of what they desire to be, you have conditioned yourself into basing your trust on who has the most impressive ideal form that compliments your ideal form, thus you have swapped evidence for conjecture. The system you use, when out in society, to determine a person’s authenticity has been flipped. Instead of starting from a position of what you can observe — facial expressions, body language, etc., then forming an opinion, and then accumulating evidence that either validates or invalidates your theory of that person, you start from a position of what you think you are observing, then form an opinion, and then accumulate information about the person behind the online profile that either validates or invalidates your theory of them; but, such validations and invalidations are based on the online profile, not the person behind the profile.


Thus, the probability of ascertaining truth from a cyber interaction is considerably lower than that of a face-to-face interaction. When you accept this as your standard expectation for a social relationship, you open yourself up to manipulation and ‘gas-lighting’, as the youth are fond of saying. When this accepted social standard is compounded with a clandestine subculture like the O9A it creates the space for the emergence of conspiracy theories, that is to say a theory of conspiracy not backed by evidence beyond the potentially circumstantial, as opposed to conspiracies, which are backed by hard evidence.


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An example of a conspiracy within the O9A is Sutter working with the FBI and subverting the Temple of Blood after Karnac Velton’s tenure [i]. This is a conspiracy because there is documentation and testimony confirming Sutter’s actions and the FBI’s involvement from both the accuser and the accused, but there exists no small number of circulated, baseless theories, sans hard evidence, that are ‘gas-lighting’ adherents of the sinister tradition, causing them to become paranoid, neurotic individuals that are one comment short of a tinfoil hat.


Paranoia is an insidious killer. If you succumb too greatly to it you will be unable to make rational judgements; you will assume the worst of your friends and family; you will ostracise yourself by virtue of your delusions, attracting only the deluded and creating a social contagion, a community of paranoid- fuelled conspiracy theorists. The culmination of this sustained Folie à plusiers [ii] (which begins with Folie communiquee) [iii] — once the delusion has dissipated — is misery, regret, self-hatred and demoralisation, a potent negative cocktail that often ends in tragedy.


It goes without saying that sinister adherents encounter a lot of challenging scenarios both causal and acausal, so keeping a level head is paramount to preventing an involuntary renouncing of the sinister quest, or worse. We must therefore look after our mental health, as it’s the last line of defence against psychosis; and at all costs, we must prevent ourselves from becoming victims of conspiracy theories that threaten to impede the great work and the revitalised community that is being built by each and every one of us.


Footnotes:
[i] Further information on the state of Temple of Blood prior to the FBI conspiracy can be found in Codex Karnac, courtesy of Cult of Abhartach, purchasable at the following link.

https://t.me/s/DeathSpiralPress

[ii] Folie à plusiers is a French psychiatric term for delusions that are transmitted from one person suffering from psychosis to a group closely associated with that person. The delusions are then propagated by both ‘patient zero’ and the group, reinforcing and escalating one another’s delusions simultaneously.

[iii] Folie communiquee is a French psychiatric term for delusions that are transmitted from one person suffering with psychosis to another that is not, via that other person having an intimate relationship with the psychotic individual. This individual proceeds to infect the non-psychotic individual with their delusions, creating an environment in which the delusions are sustained and enhanced by one another. The article Coexistence of folie communiquée and folie simultanée, published by the International Journal of Psychiatry in Clinical Practice (July 2009), yields further information on the phenomenon.


https://www.researchgate.net/publication/232089077_Coexistence_of_folie_communiquee_and_folie_simultanee

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Magical Socialism – Reposted

We would like to bring attention to this very interesting article written by a third party.

Magical Socialism Disclaimer: again, unfortunately, decades of fanaticism with the o9a has left me with few exterior examples to draw from to make anecdotal points. So, they must again be mentioned here. Despite trying to do so, either by Ryan or Chloe, it became apparent that the diversity of nexions can never be ruled by […]

Magical Socialism

-Nine Neighbours

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The Dark Crier

For too long now, the narrative has been controlled by bad actors or outside sources. It’s hard to get honest updates in the folds of the Internet, so we’ve decided to do something about that. We’ve created a Telegram Channel.

https://t.me/the_dark_crier

The Dark Crier aims to provide a news source for the Satanic, Sinister, Insidious, and Dark Occult Tradition. If you wish to submit an editorial for review email it to:
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We plan to bring you the following:

1. News
2. Interviews
3. Videos
4. Reviews
5. Recommendations
6. Culture
7. Publications
8. Editorials
9. Merchandise

Tune in. Turn out. Stay informed.

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Λόγος & ἁμαρτία: Larvae in the 09A

Prefatory Note:

The evidence featured within this text has been mostly acquired from sources that are in the public domain, that may or may not have been hidden in plain sight, and the remainder was held within the private domain.

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The content creator known as Interzone Analysis has been generating some interesting discussions in the comment section of a video of his titled: The Absolute State of the O9A. “Niners”, described by Chloe as freelance operatives that self-identify with the O9A, have been arriving in small numbers to discuss what contributed to the downfall of the O9A and what can be done to turn it around. Among the Niners, we were pleasantly surprised to see a well-known name giving his opinion. It was none other than Nameless Therein, back from obscurity after publicly swearing in an article published by him on the o9a dot-org website (that was deleted shortly after his very public and passionate disavowal) that he would not return.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WGTFXCfGzkE&pp=ygUoSW50ZXJ6b25lIGFuYWx5c2lzIGFic29sdXRlIHN0YXRlIG9mIE85QQ%3D%3D

[The comment by Nameless Therein has been pinned by Interzone at the time of writing] While the original o9a dot-org post titled ‘Conspectus’ has been deleted by Brett Stevens, Nameless Therein’s heartfelt resignation can be found at the following link:

https://web.archive.org/web/20230329092534/http://o9a.org/

From his return and the gathering of self-stylised shepherds intent on taking control of O9A, but currently without the courage to do so, it’s clear that there is a becoming, unified logos among Niners that is propelling them in an effort to return beauty to that which is now ugly. The only problem with this coming quest is that the O9A has always been rottenness anticipating ever since the ONA returned to the dark in 1998 e.v (Beest, 1998).

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What the MS Terfyniad brings into question is the allegation made in the infamous email between BX and Chloe, in which she stated that the Order of Nine Angles did not exist as a physical entity in what she referred to as “phase one.”

For reference: phase one, or P1, is the era attributed to the elusive entity known as the ‘old guard’.

If Chloe’s allegation was true, why would Christos Beest, a man that has nothing short of an honourable reputation within the Sinister Tradition, feel the need to announce that the ONA would be returning to the dark, and why would he dissolve Rigel Press (Terfyniad, 1998) Furthermore, why would Order of the Deorc Fyre also follow that example soon after (Williams, n.d.)?

Keeping in mind an ODF member moved to England to become a representative of ODF (Williams, n.d.), does this not speak to the existence of a very real and connected clandestine ONA network? For what other reason would an entity that grew out of The Black Order, which had by then been relocated to England (Erda, n.d.), have for also going dark at “some point after 1997”?

“The ultimate withdrawal of the ODF from the public domain occurred at some point after 1997 (the exact date remains unknown to the present writer). Initially, as far as I am aware, the ODF went ‘underground’ imitating the withdrawal of the ONA.”

Order of The Deorc Fyre: Overview

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Thus, without any proof provided by Chloe to substantiate the claim she made in the email, her allegation of the ONA not existing as a physical entity in phase one is nothing more than conjecture, and even causes the questioning of whether she really was on the inside of the ONA, or whether she was just another victim of the machinations of Sutter’s O9A.

One testimony from Ryan of Temple of Them certainly calls into question the validity of her character in an agency capacity. According to Ryan, Chloe advocated the weaponising of pedophilia against mundanes (Temple of Them, 2023), which to rational and deductive minds should introduce the very real possibility that Chloe had a much closer relationship to Sutter’s activities than initially believed, and if this was indeed the case, she would naturally have a motivation to sully other reputations in order to protect her own.

“I was present in the O9A forum’s when two prominent members, DL9 and Chloe both advocated pedophilia as a strategy against mundanes; a suggestion met by others in the forum with mixed response.”

– Temple of Them.

For clarification, O9A is what became of the public remnants of the ONA after they left the public stage and Rigel Press was dissolved by Christos Beest (Beest, 1998). The distinction between ONA and O9A must now be made clear.

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ONA:

The ONA, which has been in the dark since 1998 e.v, was never exported from the British Isles. It never possessed the concept of the Authority of Individual Judgement, that is to say the ONA had hierarchy, rules, standards, ethics et al. An individual could not just “become it”, they had to endure and persevere through a personal quest of occult adjacent pathei-mathos before they would even learn what it was they were involved in, and even then all efforts would be sought to hide the truth, not as a deliberate intention to deceive for some personal abstract goal of another, but as part of the alchemical processes of Nigredo, Albedo and Rubedo. Thus, the secrecy of the ‘old guard’ (so often remarked upon in a negative light) is necessary for the production of genuine adepts, as any serious student or scholar of traditional western alchemy will agree.

O9A:

The O9A is the opposite. Anyone can become a ‘member’ because there is no hierarchy, no traditional initiation, no rules, no expectations and no stipulations as to what constitutes a temple/nexion (beyond the flawed Code of Kindred Honour), allowing the opportunity for charlatans to exploit genuine persons interested in the Longusian Tradition; for people to act in ways antithetical to ONA ethics without being held accountable. This is the legacy of the Authority of Individual Judgement. Therefore, the blame that is illogically placed on the ‘old guard’ for ruining the O9A is tragically misplaced. The only thing they can be held responsible for is contributing to the O9A’s creation by returning the ONA to the dark, but to assign blame to them based on a decision that protected the best parts of the Sinister Tradition from corruption is nothing short of childish.

To those people that assign blame to the old guard for some perceived ruining of their lives, we say grow up! Take responsibility for your own actions, your own failings; own that you failed their tests and fell for the machinations of those that were/are operating under the O9A banner.

Despite all of this, the old guard has taken responsibility for O9A and are actively trying to elucidate to those that will listen, that the Longusian Tradition could not be further in quintessence and texture from the Sutterian Frankenstein’s Monster that is the O9A.

The Skeleton in the Wall: Project Polaris

Beginning with yet another piece of evidence that implicates Chloe, as such an implication pertains to intimate knowledge of Sutter’s sexual exploitation of children, we find an email chain titled Project Polaris, replete with a sign-off from Chloe and endorsement from Sutter (Jack McLeod) for the instillation of a new outer representative named Jall.

PDF for the email chain can be found HERE Click to Download

For the unaware, Project Polaris was also the name for a website which featured indecent images of children with a certain ‘uncomfortable suggestiveness’. The Archive link will be provided as evidence but viewer discretion is heavily advised due to the nature of the content.

https://web.archive.org/web/20140130202150/http://projectpolaris.net/

Also provided is the website data for Project Polaris’ active periods, which reveals a large gap between when the website domain was bought and shelved using a [dot] net extension (2011) and when it began publishing content (2014) once it switched to a [dot] org extension. The date of March 2014 is cardinal because the email chain titled Project Polaris is from February 2014, revealing that Jall was elected as outer representative by Chloe, and endorsed by Sutter, just a month prior to the posting of content from the Project Polaris website.

Screenshot of the archived Project Polaris website indicating its date of activation

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Whisperers of ONA 1.0 (pre-internet/ONA)

In an article published on theo9away.wordpress.com titled: The Metaphorical O9A, the ‘old guard’ disclosed a familiar statement regarding the nature of what they term ‘ONA 1.0’.

“Crucially, ONA 1.0 was devoid of satanism, theological and ritualized; there was no Labyrinthos Mythologicus with its tests, japes, and misdirections; no dialectical engagement in the world by means of Insight Roles, or through politics or otherwise; and no support for whatever antinomian reason of National Socialism.”

– The Metaphorical O9A

https://theo9away.wordpress.com/2024/08/18/ona-1-0-and-ona-2-0/

This statement is familiar because it is essentially a reworded explanation for the Rounwytha Tradition written by Anton Long in The Rounwytha Way in History and Modern Context.

“The Rouning tradition was and is one centred on certain gifts, certain skills, and is distinct in many ways, for instance:

i) There are no named deities or divinities or ‘spirits’. No ‘gods’, no ‘goddess’. No demons.

ii) There are no spells or conjurations or spoken charms or curses; no ‘secret scripts’ and no ‘secret teachings’; indeed no teachings at all.

iii) There are no ‘secret book(s)’ or manuscripts; indeed, there are no writings.

iv) There are no ritual or Occult or ‘wiccan’ or ‘satanist’ elements at all.

v) There is no calendar, as calendars are usually understood, and thus no set dates/times for festivities or commemorations.

vi) There are no oaths made, no pledges written or said.

vii) There is no organization, no dogma, no codification of beliefs, no leader(s), no hierarchy, and no stages or grades of ‘attainment’.”

– The Rounwytha Way in History and Modern Context

Yet, what does this correlation reveal? It reveals to those capable of deductive reasoning that what is termed ONA 1.0 was actually the Camlad Rounwytha Tradition in totality, sans ‘satanism’, sans politics, sans societal engagement and so on as stated. The reason why the ‘old guard’ didn’t outright state that ONA 1.0 was the outer shell for the Rounwytha Tradition is something only they know, but given their propensity for a ‘shadowy guiding hand’ rather than clear instruction, it could be posited that learning this now apparent correlation between ONA 1.0 and the Rounwytha Tradition was part of the quest for Lapis Philosophicus. Regardless, it is highly challenging, even disingenuous, to deny the thesis of ONA 1.0 equaling the Camlad Rouning, at least until such a time that the ‘old guard’ provide an antithesis so that we may arrive at the synthesis of truth via the Hegelian dialectic. Thus, the dialogue of opposites should – for now – rightly be “The Rounwtha Tradition and O9A” (or Rounwytha vs O9A), not “ONA 1.0 and ONA 2.0 (O9A)”.

This new suggested distinction removes a lot of confusion and conflated presuppositions, which will assist all with attaining the truth should they desire to discover it.

Note: One crucial point to note is that Anton Long inherited the Rounwytha Tradition, thus the designation of the ‘Longusian Tradition’ as a representative of a revitalised and growing ‘ONA 1.0’ is just as authentic a designation as The Rounwytha Tradition.

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The O9A Going Forward:

The O9A is still alive and kicking because it has no hierarchy, thus no one with the authority to put it out of its misery. With concerns to the Niners debating whether they should take control of the O9A situation: more power to them. They have the authority to take control because there is no inherent authority. In conclusion, we wish Interzone and the Niners all the best with their alchemical crusade to transmute the O9A (1998-present) into something numinous, honourable and interesting.

– T. Roper

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References:

Beest, Christos. Terfyniad.1998 eh

Williams, Grant. Order of The Deorc Fyre – Overview. Sodl.co.uk (n.d.)

Erda (n.d.)

Temple of Them. Responsibility to the Responsible: An Open Letter to Nero of the Noctulian Blood Covenant. 2023 —
https://solitarism448572678.wordpress.com/2023/10/06/resonsibility-to-the-responsible-an-open-letter-to-nero-of-the-noctulian-blood-covenant/

O9A. ONA Outer Representative (Email). 2014.

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