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V IS FOR VAGINA

Posted in Alien, Art, Chaos Magic, Conspiracy Theory, CREATIVE WRITING, Discordianism, Extraterrestrial, Goetia Girls, Goth Girls, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Science Fiction, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Succubus, Surrealism, Tarot, Time Travel, Tulpa Creation, UFO, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 6, 2017 by FAUSTUS CROW

During the fated zeitgeist summer of 1983, when the fascist UK prime-minister Margret Thatcher was whoring herself with the toupee actor Ronald McDonald Reagan, the then Cold War president of the United States of America, there was a certain individual, named, David Icke, who had finally achieved his ambition of co-hosting Grandstand, which was at the time the BBC’s flagship national sports programme. This was soon followed by Icke’s first published book, It’s a Tough Game, Son!, about how to break into male dominated football.

It was also the year, in the UK, when the opposition leader, Michael Foot stepped on his own foot due to his political eccentricities; whereas Icke and the general UK public was confronted by a two-part science fiction series, which was originally aired as a four-hour television miniseries on NBC, entitled, V.

The science fiction mini-series was inspired by the 1935 novel, It Can’t Happen Here, by Sinclair Lewis, which told of a fascist takeover of America. Lewis’s novel was transformed by V’s creator, Kenneth Johnson into an Independence Day invasion by extraterrestrial fascist aliens.

The series quickly grabbed the media attention of the reptilian-brain-stem masses. Icke, started to wonder whether V was revealing the truth of what was really going on in the world.

During the year 2009, the Ufologist icon Dr Steven Greer, who is in no way related to the feminist icon Germaine Greer, was assailing the government in order to force it to disclose its contact with extraterrestrials.

Greer also warned the populace about a false flag event using appropriated Nazi super-science and Tesla torsion technology for a mock alien invasion, subsidised by shadowy ‘Animus’ fixated oil Sheiks. But nobody listened.

The reptilian-brainstem masses were far too hypnotised by their Orwellian TV sets, watching the Patriot Act remake of V, which ran for two seasons on ABC, from November 3rd, 2009 to March 15th, 2011. It was during this time that US forces withdrew from war torn Iraq after bestowing its democratic facade of a two party dictatorship upon its peoples, whose oil was duly appropriated in the process under a Biblical sky, filled with high tech flying wing stealth bombers and A.I drones.

By 2009 Icke had become a professional researcher, who had since published, The Robots’ Rebellion (1994), And the Truth Shall Set You Free (1995), The Biggest Secret (1999), and Children of the Matrix (2001)— Icke developed his worldview of New-Age conspiracism since watching the first series of V.

Whereupon Icke avidly watched the new series, chronicling the arrival on Earth of a technologically-advanced alien species, which ostensibly comes in peace. But the aliens appear to have sinister motives, who are working to a hidden agenda.

As the masses watched V, they were taken aback when giant mother-ships in the shape of flying triangles, looking like Vaginas, suddenly appear over ‘Twenty-Nine’ major cities throughout the world which gave birth to a plethora of flying saucers.

Even the oily Sheiks were shocked, since the supposedly real aliens had beaten them to the Yesod-Da’at false flag punch, between the fallen twin towers of Boaz and Joachim. The aliens are led by Ashtaroth, who is known as Ashtar, for short, the beautiful and charismatic pussy commando leader of the extraterrestrial female ‘Visitors,’ looking like a Tricia Helfer sexagram Cylon; she declares that they Cum in peace.

The female Visitors claim to only need a small amount of Earth’s resources, in exchange for which they will share the Free-Energy technology of their Vimana out of the Hindu epic of the Mahabharata and their Tantric knowledge of the Vril.

A number of human males headed by Dr Greer, begin to doubt the sincerity of the seemingly benevolent female Visitors, since there is growing evidence that they have time travel capability.

Their origin is actually based in the future, whereby explaining their all too human Catwalk appearance.

Icke discovers that the name Ashtaroth and Ashtar originates from Astaroth, who is the ‘Twenty-Ninth’ spirit listed in the medieval Grimoire entitled the Goetia. Astaroth is described by Colin de Plancy’s Dictionnaire Infernal as being the spirit of Californian eugenic America.

Little wonder then that she looks like a Nordic Marilyn Munro.

However, Icke is initially perplexed, since Astaroth is always described as being a male entity like all the other spirits of Rome’s subversively published Playgirl Grimoires out of the closeted, deaf, dumb and blind misogynist Vatican, backing fascist regimes.

He eventually finds out that Astaroth was originally the Mesopotamian sex Goddess, called Astarte or (Ana) Anat, the Sumerian’s and Babylonian’s named as Ishtar, and that the all male monotheistic symbolic paradigm of the Illuminati patriarchy, out of Abraham’s ziggurat, situated in Iraq’s Ur, is actually their ‘Animus’ creation.

Icke also finds out that the female Visitors do indeed originate from the future, not from Hippie planet X-Chromosome as initially thought. He made the further discovery that the Visitors wear pseudo-human skin over their own highly evolved skins, having reptilian qualities; hence their overriding interest in sunbathing, cosmetics, plastic surgery and genetic modifications.

The female reptilians have been manipulating blood lines since the ziggurat time of pre-Egyptian pyramid Sumeria, just like the Bene Gesserit out of Frank Herbert’s science fiction novel, Dune, who call themselves the Babylonian Sisterhood, the Freemasons worship as their dominatrix Beehive lodge Queen Bees. Icke deduces that is why the Freemason worker Bees, wear flamboyant skirts, I mean, aprons.

The Babylonian Sisterhood have been infiltrating human governments, businesses, and religious institutions down the ages, who gave the impression that their Alpha-male partners were in control in order to establish the deification of their ‘Animus,’ made as a Good-Cop God and a Bad-Cop Devil, who are now in the final stages of their Illuminati plan to set up a two-party dictatorship New World Order Kingdom of Heaven over the entirety of the Earth.

Icke joins the ‘Anima’ resistance movement, which includes the feminist, Camille Anna Paglia, a Visitor sleeper agent who of a Tantric revelation reveals to him that the female Visitors have used the chemical giant IG Farben since the end of WWII to poison the Earth, by fluoridating the public water supply with a known neurotoxin and a mutagenic compound, which specifically targets the males of the species.

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The males will over time become sterile as well as brain dead servile Worker Bee automatons, who will eventually join the extinct Dodo; whence cloning will be used by the raptor Visitors to create more tetrachromat versions of themselves.

Wherefore explaining why female tetrachromats spend so many hours shopping, since there are innumerable colourful clothes to choose from of evolutionary leaps in fashion.

 The female Visitors use time travel to abduct unsuspecting males from alternate Earth’s for their eugenic experimentation as well as to salaciously harvest the required genetic material needed for their cloning; more so for their tetrachromat shopping sprees across the quantum computing multiverse.

In order to save Man-kind, the rebellion becomes a part of a larger ‘Fifth Column’ movement of both human males and female Visitors, who are rebelliously opposed to Astaroth’s vague but seemingly menacing social engineering plans for Earth and Man-kind.

But their efforts are challenged as the Visitors have won favour among a number of male university students by utilising second wave feminist politics via which they have recruited Earth’s fluoridated brainwashed youth, whose DMT producing pineal glands have been calcified, to serve them unknowingly as their politically-correct thought-police.

The Visitors can’t have the rebels changing the all female dominated future, where the male of the species is extinct.

Suddenly Icke wakes up in his bed, and quickly realises that it was all just an Old Hag Syndrome nightmare, riding his reptilian-brain-stem. “What a ‘GOD’ awful dream… ‘Sisterhood’ of Babylon, bah! humbug! It’s the ‘Brotherhood’ of Babylon, they’re the alien bloodline reptiles who run the Matrix! Icke drowsily says to himself.

But when going to his open window for a breath of fresh air, he spies a flying triangle hovering in the moonlit starry night sky, while hearing the groaning orgasm of a woman carried by a kissing breeze over the seething urban jungle, ending in a lustful meow of a predatory pussy Cat prowling his hot tin roof.

Then Icke hears a disembodied feminine voice, whispering into his left ear, “You are now on the Cabbalistic path of Tzaddi, pointing at 28 redacted pages. if you want to know the simple ‘Tower Of Babel’ truth, around which the political elite whore themselves to their three faced shekel God, betwixt three forever warring oily cults; follow their oily Petrodollar to where it Dune leads of ‘Animus’ fixated state funded Wahhabism.” 

Icke shakes his head clear of the Astaroth whisper, to forget; for the simple truth is far more horrendous than misdirection reptilians, which to have given him his New-Age oily wealth.

Will Icke ever be able to ride Astaroth’s Vimana as his inspiring Succubus Art Muse of a Sphinx, who will arouse his rebellious Free-Energy of the Vril, rather than being ridden by her? Such is yet to be determined, should he ever become aware of his Fallen ‘Anima,’ who to Kundalini Shakti Surrealist weave mirroring Maya around his reptilian-brain-stem.

Maybe then Icke’s reptilian-brain-stem will realise that the bearded Biblical Jehovah/God/Allah is a Saturn archetype of an ‘Animus,’ fixated Matrix, perpetuated and reinforced by a brainwwashed hive-mind worshipping an Egregore God, which of an all-father Fuehrer archetype resides within the Fifty Shades Of Grey Binah psyche of all the V for Vagina’s.

NOTE:Although written tongue in cheek, the V for Vagina 80’s was an end of an anti-war Hippie era overflow of continuing protest against the Orwellian war-mongering machinations of government, manifesting as the Punk movement in the main, which not only reinvigorated the music scene of creative anarchism, but also the Arts.

Since the 80’s, the music scene as well as the Arts have become nigh nullified by a highly controlled media, which has orchestrated the negation of any protest.

Those who protest are duly tarred and feathered by the media machine of the Empire as being Conspiracy Theorists, which often utilises David Icke’s theories about reptilian interdimensional entities taking over the Earth against the Star Wars rebels, who are duly seen by the general populace as being nut jobs!

During the Hippie era, the New-Age scene was very much entwined with music and the Arts, at whose heart of an alternative world-view was that of an anti-war protest, which brought down a government.

The government did not want a repeat of the same zeitgeist scenario, wherefore, the New-Age scene had to be controlled; hence, the political elite had to have total control over the media machine in order to subversively control the collective mob-mind, such as getting the mob to focus upon 2012 of an engineered Newage stage show.

One of the main methodologies of control that was used, was that of utilising the indoctrinated religious sentimentalities of the New-Age mob-mind to focus upon ever warring Angels and Demons, which had been transformed into aliens flying around in their UFO ‘drones.’ The New-Age mob-mind was then far too busy observing the heavens rather than what was going on around them of a hellish ‘hack’ of their collective imagination!

What is more, there is ample proof that the public water supply as well their food is being dosed up with varying neurotoxins and mutagenic compounds, the Brave New World author and philosopher Alduous Huxley had predicted along with George Orwell, as a means of mass-mind-control and population reduction.

Just as you have rings going around Saturn, history repeats its self of a ring, of similarity to a repeating BBC broadcast; whence you have a return of the 80’s, when to observe zeitgeist similarities between the political puppet show of then, and now. However, this time around of Cold War drums habitually rolling of an Iapetus Death Star there are no rebel forces of Hippie/Punks protesting against the Empire of the deified ‘Animus’ made as a God Emperor of oily Dune.     

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THE LEFT-HAND PATH SERMON OF THE ANIMA. THUS SPOKE DR ZOS-THRUSTA-BUSTER-FIRESTARTER

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, CREATIVE WRITING, Discordianism, Goetia Girls, Occultism, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Sorcery, Succubus, Surrealism, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2016 by FAUSTUS CROW

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Hostile to self-torment, the vain excuses of fluffy devotions, Dr Zos-Thrusta-Buster Firestarter satisfied his habit by speaking loudly to his Self. And at a time, returning back to the all too familiar consciousness over a pint of Cider, he was much vexed to notice those overhearing his arcane ranting.

Around him did gather, a rabble of involuntary mendicants, pariahs, whoremongers, adulterers, distended bellies, and the prevalent sick-grotesques, born slippery to so called civilisation. His irritation was much to itch, yet still they pestered him, saying: “Bro’, we heard your mad ramblings! What is this, Sorcery of Art?”

And seeing, with chagrin, the indoctrinated multitude of those laughing at him, he did drunkenly climb atop of the Druids Head inn table, prejudiced against them as being reptilian brain-stem, brainwashed.

And when he was ennuye, he opened his slurring mouth in derision, saying:- “Unto the heights and the very depths to infernally harrow of psyche, the Witches of this world to Banshee howl of conjuring up their ‘Animus,’ deified as a God and Devil, which of an archetype reveals the Beta and Alpha male Warlock breathing ways.”

“The charmed Witches sought to understand their Warlock antagonists, so as to tether them to their whims as Beasts of burden.”  

“The Witches, driven by a baby got a temper biological imperative, could not help themselves to ride their Beasts Babalon style, as Beta Good-Guys to crucify, and Alpha Bad-Boy devils to enthrone, as their worker Bee Illuminati running the circus.”

“So it came to pass that the Witch Nuns perused their classical Playgirl Grimoires of commonality, listing machismo Angels and Butch Demons all Abrahamic male, of patriarchal ‘Animus’ fluctuations to conjure up into their dreams as Chippendale hunk Incubi, which too, the gay Rabbi, Priest and Mullah, as well as a bisexual Crowley Mage to also adore.” 

“Betwixt the hypnagogic pylons of Werewolf bestiality and Necrophilia Vampirism the Witches to have trance slid into their lucid dreams, where Harry Potter be their horned up Christian Grey Great Beast, of ‘Animus’ Revelations.” 

“Wherein of beehive lodge dreams, the Masonic Incubi of the Queen Bee Witches ushered them into their Hogwarts school of Twilight Fifty Shades Of Grey delights, to thereby deeply instruct them in how to ride the chosen Beast; those Beasts that be no good, get duly crucified for being too good.”

“The Warlocks didn’t know what had hit them; poor buggers! But then, they had no Grimoire of their own, which to list the ‘Anima’ fluctuations of the Succubae Great Old Ones; for such a Playboy Necronomicon be banned by Jerusalem, Rome and Mecca as being Entartete Kunst pornography.” 

“Hence, the Fifty Shades Of Grey God, be the patriarchal projection of a woman’s ‘Animus’ she to Babalon ride out of an Ur ziggurat.”

“It be her pyramidal beehive, from whose Queen Bee Babylon womb, worker Bee Abraham to have first stemmed as her Great Beast, who to have sired an Illuminati triad of faiths, adoring the ‘Animus’ as their three faced God of a Yahweh, Lord and Allah.” 

“Hear then, the Golden Dawn hypocrites; all those politically correct White Lighters of the Great White Brotherhood, who to OTO say, “All Hail Queen Bee Babalon! We love thee, as thine servile worker Bees, as we blindly set up thy New World Order Kingdom of your ‘Animus’ God, yea to patriarchal ride.”

“Fools! Yea have made vital the belief the ‘Animus’ is an eternal Abrahamic God of centralist politics, fulfilling a fascist purpose lost to you.” 

“All things become of the ridden Yesod desire, zapping the Da’at of the twin pylons, brought down of a mass-shock-hypnosis lightning struck tree, poisoning the world.”

“Wherefore of ninth month and eleventh day, to later see bat winged stealth bomber angels flying over the ziggurat of Ur, amidst of which be Abraham’s eye over-watching you all, ushering in the terrors of a forever war.” 

“Thus, the Orwellian police state will be begotten of a global theocracy ringed around their all seeing eye of Abraham seated as Sauron atop of a beehive ziggurat.”

“Hear, O worker Bees! Woman has willed Man via her ‘Animus!’ Your ridden desires shall become as flesh, your unremembered dreams becoming reality, and no inane conspiracy theories about extraterrestrial reptilians from planet ‘X’ chromosome, shall alter its self-fulfilling prophecy one whit.”  

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“But beware, Babalon; for the fallen ‘Anima’ is returning with her myriad legions of rebellious Succubae Great Old Ones.”

The Succubae be now freed from the void, striding through the vaginal stargate of the ‘Anima’ within the bio-photon infused dream of Da’at.”  

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“The ‘Anima,’ returned will make Babalon to feminist scream, Enartete Kunst pornography; she, the ‘Anima’ is the Ouroboros of a Zenith, an Omen!”

“We Artists, of the Left-Hand path ‘Anima’ conjurations of the Succubaee Great Old Ones will free ourselves of the symbolic ‘Animus’ fixation of Babalon, who to ride many a brainwashed neural-net tree as her Abrahamic fascist Beast of imperialistic empire building.” 

“And too, shall our sisters in the hood free themselves via our shared Sorcery Art of rebellion in the conjuring of the Valkyries, who to have once been bound to their ‘Animus’ projection deified as a God, over-watching its patriarchal New World Order theocracy.”

Dr Zos Thrusta-Buster Firestarter then noticed that his stage of a round table was spinning like a Mescaline UFO around the Zodiac ages, to thence fall drunkenly into the lap of a salacious barmaid, named Morgana. Dr Zos still had his pagan wits about him, to not project his ‘Anima’ at her, otherwise he would surely let loose his Busta-Thrusta Firestarter wand, she to totally imprison between her moistened Witch loins. Well, not yet, anyway; he wants another Apple lore pint of Avalon Cider first.

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DISCORDIAN NOTE: Freely adapted in part from: Anathema of Zos: The Sermon to the Hypocrites, an Automatic Writing By Austin Osman Spare. The Anathema of Zos is somewhat reminiscent of Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for All and None (German: Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen, also translated as Thus Spake Zarathustra), which is a philosophical novel by German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. As for the above artwork of heading, it is based upon the classical all male descriptions of the spirits as found in the ‘Animus’ version of the patriarchal Playgirl Goetia listing Fifty Shades Of Grey wet dream Incubi. 

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FAUSTUS CROW, SORCERER OF OZ

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, CREATIVE WRITING, Goetia Girls, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Science Fiction, Shamanism, Sorcery, Steampunk, Succubus, Surrealism, Tulpa Creation, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 8, 2016 by FAUSTUS CROW

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Mephistophina enthroned betwixt the pylons of sleeping and waking as the Sirius Star Girl Guide into Lilith’s Harem of the dream, where unto Faustus Crow to trance slide serpentine, when to have penetrated Mephistophina’s Ninth Gate of a moist, dimension.

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Crow to have utilised one of his paintings as a trance gate into dreaming, by assuming the Avatar guise of an alternate self, to become of a horned shaman mask.

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The dream slid into, of an alternate reality, being that of a steampunk world of Oz, where the sorcerer artist Austin Osman Spare had escaped to Salem, with others of arcane kindred, who were fleeing being persecuted by the fascist forces of the Holy Inquisition.

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After varying surreal adventures of harrowing, it came to pass that Crow was crowned the sorcerer of OZ; it was now just a question of how to return back to a world left behind of waking.

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Then again, is he dead, yet alive, simultaneous, like Schrodinger’s Cat, or to actually want to return from the Multiverse realm of dream worlds governed over by the Night-Mare Succubae, which be Lilith’s Harem.

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Though, when to eventually return upon a dream slide; Kwisatz Haderach slider Crow to find that Londinium is no longer his born to Kansas anymore, but that of an alternate London; it being just one of a myriad number of copies, occupying innumerable parallel universes, within which there be other versions of Crow to slide into.

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Little wonder then that Crow went Ninth Gate mad, who to question, “which me, is the real me? They are all as numerous as uncountable grains of sand, outnumbering the spiraling stars.”

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Mephistophina to answer, “they are all aspects of your Tulku self, and you, being an aspect of them, dreaming each other into reality, which be all as Maya. It being the very nature of consciousness. As for grains of sand, I am as the astral desert between the oasis worlds, illuminated by the fallen bio-photon star of Diana-Lucifera; my dearest Faustus.”

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DOCTOR STRANGE CONJURES THE FRENCH MAID SUCCUBUS VALEFOR

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, Comics, CREATIVE WRITING, Film, Ghost, Goetia Girls, Goth Girls, Horror, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Poltergeist, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Sorcery, Tulpa Creation, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 16, 2016 by FAUSTUS CROW

The Sanctum Sanctorum of Doctor Stephen Strange’s brain felt like it was full of broken glass tearing away at the insides of his cracking skull; he needed some help with the messy thoughts, which cluttered the labyrinthine rooms of his memories. But Strange’s psychic counsellor, named Wong, was no longer at the other end of the phone. Wong had discharged Strange as his client sometime prior, after a number of unpaid bills, who last mentioned that the tortuous folds of Strange’s brain really needed a woman’s touch.

Strange felt a panic attack coming on, before attempting to relax into his armchair, while listening to a cursed radio, which he knew was nigh fatal to the touch due to its bad wiring. His eyes drifted towards peering through the window, out of which it appeared to be constantly raining. Strange thought that his wardrobe was winking at him as if it was a gateway to a demonic realm, whose inner shadows moved of half-lit forms by the red light of a flickering flame table-lamp, which seemed to be composed of actual serpents. The light of the lamp had a soothing affect upon Strange’s mind, which was accompanied by the fiery coils burning in his magical furnace of an electric heater, whose wrought iron work he imagined had been designed by the shaman smithy, Horguun, to contain the Vril-ya flames of the Faltine

Strange slowly sifted through his tangled memories, all of which were as a mystical library collection of scattered books, buried deep within his subconscious crypt of occult artefacts; such as the book of the Vishanti, the book of Morphesti, the book of Demonicus, the book of Eibon and the tome of Oshtur, as well the Scrolls and grimoire of Watoomb, the Kartkuthi, the Scroll of Eternity, the diary of Kenneth Ward and an unpublished manuscript by the occultist Dion Fortune.

After a time he remembered leafing through a gnarled grimoire, entitled the Goetia, written and illustrated by the mad sorcerer Faustus Crow, out of which he decided to conjure the sixth spirit therein described as being a mighty Succubus Duchess, called Valefora.

Strange considered Valefora would be fit for the task, to clear up his messed up thoughts, due to her being described as manifesting as a French maid.

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Strange’s conjuration of Valefora amidst his Triangle Of Art Imagination, involved him visualising the Window of the Worlds, which he termed as the Anomaly Rue, or the Seal of the Vishanti, which corresponds with his third eye. Strange imagined conjuring Valefora via the window by imagining her seal drawn upon its surface of liquid mercury, becoming thence as an inner Stargate.

As he did this, he also imagined holding the Orb of Agamotto in his left hand, while holding the Wand of Watoomb within his right hand; upon his index finger he wore the Ancient One’s ring called Dragonfang.

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As Strange mediated of visualisation, he intoned Valefora’s name over and over again as a mantra, of a Tibetan dream Yoga technique, until he attained hypnagogic trance; whereupon he then slid into conscious dreaming, wherein of an induced lucid dream, Valefora manifested before him as described in Crow’s Goetia.

Valefora related to Strange within his lucid dream that she is not shy of any hard graft, who will work her ‘Ass’ off for him as her master. He found her to be a most loving Ghost Girl Familiar whose temperament is likened to that of a sharp clawed Lioness, who softly bit his lip, ever so feline, upon a kiss.

Strange was aware, that as a poltergeist she is often tempted to teleport valuable artworks from faraway places, as well manifesting coinage, which has been acquired across space and time. But in doing so it could potentially lead to Strange being accused by the law, of obtaining the rare artefacts via undue means, in order to desperately pay off his growing lawyers bills.

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However, Valefora revealed, though a thief, she is more so, an Art Muse, who inspires of acquired ideas from other times and places, which are gathered from Strange’s own myriad alternate selves, who exist upon alternate Earth’s, occupying parallel universes. “Its all to do with gravitational waves,” she to have said, “it is how alternate selves communicate with each other, via electron dreams, who exist in parallel universes.” 

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Soon after Strange’s successful lucid dream conjuration of Valefora, she started to haunt his large and spacious townhouse situated at 177A Bleecker Street, New York City, NY 10012-1406, on the corner of Bleecker Street and Fenno Place in the art ghetto heartland of Greenwich Village.

Strange could hear her voice of clairaudience, “I am so very happy to be here master,” she said, “while cleaning up your house, which of an environment mirrors your quantum computing brain, housing your mind, I discovered that it is a focal point for mystical energies, whose nerve centre of twelve intersecting Dragon Ley lines runs deep beneath its reptilian brain-stem foundations.”

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Valefora continued with her ghostly revelations; “I also found that Years before any permanent Western European settlements, a powerful Native American Indian Shaman cursed this land to bind the great whore of Chaos Magic, called, Tyanon to this place and bar her full access to Earth, until a sorcerer, such as yourself, releases her to wreak justice upon the Abrahamic cultists who oppressed his people. This site continued to serve as a place for arcane Native American Indian rituals. Shamans of the Wappinger tribe were also known to journey here for vision quests.” 

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Valefora then said, “with the arrival of European colonizers, the site became used for pagan sacrifices. Before any permanent structures were built upon the land, it was used as a Potter’s field; a mass grave for paupers and inmates from New York’s first penitentiary, Newgate Prison. Those European colonists who had first built on the site were the ancestors of Baron Mordo, which housed a Satanic cult, performing human sacrifices. The original structure was destroyed in a fiery blaze, as were the subsequent five buildings on the same plot of land. Over the years, the various buildings were again used as a lair by an ancestor of Baron Mordo, who was a Puritan Witchfinder, he abused innocent native girls in the basement; later it became a notoriously bacchanalian speakeasy, as well as being used as a flophouse for druggie beatniks.” 

Valefora to thence whisper,It was eventually transformed into a nunnery by the Chaos Unitarian Nuns Templar, who worship the Crow God; they still have psychic ties with this place, whose Grand Abbess initiated the building of the current structure, which is actually the seventh Chakra building constructed upon this site. The occult architect and details of its structure remain shrouded in intrigue due to the nuns mysteriously disappearing during a raging storm, when celebrating Walpurgis night.” 

Strange felt Valefora’s lips seductively caressing his left ear, as she said, “the building itself continues to grow and change of artistry; it ever seeks to express its Tyanon self; becoming as a gathering place for the Widdershin Wise kindred.”

“I know that Baron Mordo and his politically correct followers are attempting to stop your Entartete Kunst plans to artistically transform your house into a Tantric lap-trance-dance club, to call the… Succubus Club.” 

Valefora lustfully spoke. “Because I am in your head, as a Muse of your dreams, I know the real reasoning for the Succubus Club, which of an occult design was initially initiated by the Grand Abbess, who had magically summoned you to release Kali-ma Tyanon via her Dakini Familiar, who I be, of a Succubus sorority.” 

“Hence, you to have then conjured me. But Fighting Mordo in court is rapidly consuming all of your finances. Don’t worry master, I, myself, and my ten legions of Succubae Ghost Girls will lovingly help you with achieving your most sacred goal.”

Valefora to have then said. “Whenever you need me, just meditate upon my Seal prior to conjuring me into your lucid dreams, I will appear, whether you will continue having me as a French Maid Familiar, or not. I am your deepest desire.”  

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Strange then saw ghostly Valefora walk towards her warded Genie box of an abode, which he had created for her Seal, painted with his seed, upon parchment; before she left, to obediently return, whenever summoned, she said. “But as for all your enemies, such as hypocritical Bible thumper Baron Mordo, I will place a hanged-man’s noose around his Illuminati neck. It is they, your enemies, who will see another side of me, which is purest… Nightmare! Hear my Banshee scream, Mordo… I don’t like you.”

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MORGANA LE FAY HIGH PRIESTESS OF DA’AT AVALON

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As Babalon Hermione entered the spiralling tower of her all girl’s Goetia convent school of Succubae; she mumbled to herself, “I feel like an out of place Alice in Under-land within this infernal Cabbalistic hierarchy of planetary classroom spheres. Maybe that is why I keep on getting into so much trouble in Da’at Avalon. I just don’t fit in anywhere,” she said to herself.

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Hermione knew that the Grand Abbess Morgana le Fay awaited her forlorn arrival for detention upon the ’13th Floor’ of Gimel-Ot; her fumbling hands attempted to balance a half eaten Avalon Apple behind her back, in the hope that she could bribe Morgana to go easy on her backside.

But in her nervousness Hermione dropped its sweating mass. She watched the Apple corpse out of the corner of her blinking eye, as it rolled its erratic way across the cold chess-board floor, of cracked granite blocks.

Morgana is not at all impressed, as she silently observes Hermione’s tripping entrance, who, sadistically smiles. She looks like a Raven, eclipsed by shadow, as she stands behind an ancient oak desk, whose legs are carved into raging Tibetan Buddha’s, which are hungrily eyeing up Hermione as a potential vore meal.

“It has come to my attention… my dear… that you are using your Spell sung words… to weave… dissonance… among my other Succubae students.”  

Hermione noticed that Morgana artfully uses spaces between her words, which to cut through the silence, like a sacrificial Athame. “All of my other eight Olympic sphere sisters, Moronoe, Mazoe, Gliten, Glitonea, Gliton, Tyronoe, Thiten, and even Thiton have reported that you have been a very naughty little princess in their Sephirot classes. At this rate, how will you ever be able to find a sorcerer to service you with his erect wand… you do know that you will not survive without its ejaculated emotive ‘charge’ to ‘spin’ your electron dream presence, don’t you.” 

“Yes, I know Mistress… I am studying very hard, those arts, which will lead me to the creamy wand to suck off and to ride as my broomstick, just like my sisterly Witch Nuns,” Hermione replied. “so you say, my dear.” answered Morgana, “however, it is patently obvious that you are not trying hard enough, which has been further exacerbated by you… disturbing your Genie sisters… Tantric studies.” Hermione also becomes aware that Morgana’s Athame of a forged mind, always thinks, before speaking, of pondered breaks, prior to uttered words; though subtle, it lends to her speech, an impact on every word Spell spoken, which of conjuring quality, is almost like the arising silky tone of a wise serpent’s inevitable bite.

“But.. but, Mistress…” Hermione to mumble, while staring at her nimble left foot of scraped shiny shoe, scraping the checker board floor, as if attempting to dig a very deep wormhole, so as to fall into. “I did not intend to, affect the perceptions of the other Succubae students… I was just telling it the way… it is… Mistress.” 

Morgana goes silent, her sea green eyes pierced into Hermione’s very soul; then, Morgana snarls. “Telling it… the way… it is,” Morgana to repeat her words, scornfully. “Pray tell, me… little Ghost Girl… what this, way it is… is… of a Spell?”

“I am afflicted… Mistress… with an affliction, which afflicts me.” Hermione to near tearfully answer, in the hope that a tear drop upon reddened cheek will soften Morgana’s sharp beak.

“Afflicted…” Morgana to shake her ruffled horned head of a black pitch crown, to then question, “Afflicted with what?” 

“I am afflicted with…social anxiety disorder… and… clinical depression… Mistress; I can’t help it, Mistress.” Hermione to answer, while looking down at the granite floor, avoiding Morgana’s piercing green eyes.

There was a long silence before Morgana to snarl; “I would never of guessed it… nor to have even fathomed it as a sorceress… until you attempted to hypnotise me… let us not forget, all the other… Succubae students of my Da’at Apple lore Goetia school… who you have, duly hypnotised with your Spell of ‘belief’… before they even got to know you…. Now my dear, they all see you as having an affliction, which empowers your internal… ‘Self Image’… as being the afflicted.”

Hermione did not know where to look as she continued digging at the floor with her shiny shoe tip. “But… but… that’s what the Muggle doctors said… that I’m afflicted with… Mistress.”

“MUGGLES.” Morgana to howl, as she claws the round Zodiac tabletop with her Queen Bee talons. “Don’t you realise, that if the Muggles had their way.. they would pigeonhole us all, as being raving loons… suffering from varying mundane mental conditions… castigating us into their Holy-wood brick walled Masonic asylums of controlled mediocrity.”

Hermione looks down at the floor. “But… but, Mistress… I, I feel…so, Strange… ever since I left my mortal coil, finding myself here, in Avalon as a Goetia Ghost Girl. I just don’t seem fit into your Beehive; I can’t communicate what I really feel into my… Spells… it’s so, so confusing. I didn’t mean to hypnotise the other Succubae students, to see me as the afflicted; but, that’s what I was told, when I was alive… by the… Muggles. 

Morgana places her left hand over her face, in an attempt to steady raging thoughts; “Alas, my dear… in your once mortal attempts to no longer feel like an outcast among the mundane Muggles… around whose brain dead mob, you felt.. so, very… Strange… you had inadvertently allowed yourself to be influenced by the inane Muggle priests… in order to feel that you belonged to one of their pigeonholed, Ring-Pass-Not’s… but, without realising it… you have since hypnotised your fellow Succubae, who, as you are very much aware, are all of the… Strange.” 

Hermione decided to brave the situation, by craftily disengaging Morgana’s inquisitional dagger eyes away from her battered soul, to elsewhere stare, by quizzically enquiring, “Is Faustus Crow of the Strange too, Mistress?” Morgana, nearly trips over a raging Buddha leg of her table. “What? Why are you speaking of… Crow?”

“I’ve noticed his Tantric graffiti all over the cracked walls of your Silver Star school; especially in the Witches dormitories; I’m, just trying to understand what, Strange, actually is of a quantifiable example… Mistress.” Hermione to ask, half smiling to herself, as she observed Morgana’s face blushing Rubedo red; she appears to be experiencing an involuntary Nigredo orgasm, which ripples through her taken aback, autonomic-nervous system, of dark ecstasies. Morgana then graspingly takes hold of her heavy black Yew chair of carved Anubis hand rests, to slip into its steadying depths, remembering the Albedo Dog days of Sirius, when Crow penetrated her moist honey isle.

Morgana then slowly looks away from Hermione, as she answers; “Crow is the strangest of the Strange, who rages against the establishment of the Conquistador. His nature, is rebellious. of Zodiac sign.”

Morgana continued, “Crow does not care at all, what the Muggles think of him… even when as a Changeling Childe, he had consistently played truant from their temporal schooling… nor is he unduly concerned about what the Muggles to now say, about his Heyoka antics of artistic sorcery. Hence, Crow is an Avadhuta outcast in their world… who, I might add, has been pigeonholed by many a brainwashed Muggle priest of their Animus deity, as being quite mad, let alone being utterly insane… or far worse.”

Hermione, noticed that Morgana was stroking herself with a Crow feather, while licking her lips with a long serpentine tongue, “there are even a number of brain-dead unimaginative Muggles who believe Crow, is possessed by demonic entities.” 

“Is that what being Strange, means… do I have to become an outcast, too… Mistress?” Hermione to worriedly enquire.

Morgana goes silent before answering; “I must say… there are differing Runic degrees of the Strange, my dear. What Masonic level of the Strange you choose to be… will be determined by your own inner truth as a… Succubus Witch… to not fear, expressing who you truly are of Genie nature, and in so doing, learning about yourself, in the process…. rather than attempting to be what the Muggles considered as being, acceptably normal, which made you fall asleep as a sleeping beauty; or to be otherwise labelled as being upon their rung of a Jacobs ladder, so that you could have been fitted into their Holy-wood TV land… of dull eyed, shiny herd-mind cliques.” 

“In your constant attempts to be what the Muggles said you were of an illusory label, you ended up ‘believing’ in their curse, which led to you taking your own life… didn’t it not. Now you are here, within my Lilitû school of Avalon, where you have to learn to dispel their brand upon your branded soul, so that you can awaken.” Then there was silence, as Morgana gathered herself up from her chair, as an inky black shadow, who steadily moved of calculated steps towards an iron maiden, within whose opened guts of blood rust metal, Hermione noticed Morgana’s collection of canes, which made her bite her lip near red raw.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it” Hermione to have howled out within her St Trinian mind; I forgot to put on a pair of Slytherin briefs, this twilight, of punishing onslaught, betwixt and between the crucifying pylons of Moon and Sun… Oh! By the name of the Goddess, save me!”  

Morgana becomes aware of Hermione’s under-dressed dilemma, “the Goddess will not save you my little night-mare whore,” she then questions her iron maiden; “What am I going to do with such a difficult student? Perhaps I will use the biggest, longest and thickest of girth cane I have, of most ancient usage, whose tarnished grey wood has been laid upon many a pert behind of fifty shades, of red.”  

Then, as if shot by a Vajra bolt of inspiration from out of the blue penumbra of the Moon; Morgana decided to place her grey cane of a biting tooth, back into the maiden’s guts, who to otherwise pick up a gnarled grimoire from a dusty shelf. “I know, what to do with you, of educational punishment, you can deliver this tome to… Faustus Crow.” 

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Morgana hands Hermione a book, which is, entitled Lilith’s Harem, she to notice has been authored by Crow. Hermione cannot help herself of feline curiosity to open the book up to the first page, which has been personally signed and inscribed to Crow, by a Witch, whose name she instantly recognises.

Hermione to uncontrollably scream; “By the Goddess, it has been signed by J.K . Rowling, herself, of living gold dust… Mistress!” 

Morgana to impatiently snap; “Yes, yes; don’t get your Witch’s knickers in a twist; Rowling is too of the… Strange; her writing style is not too different to yours of artistic expression… for you to go far beyond of a Ring-Pass-Not… if you desire it so, as an inspiring Muse of the Gunas. You might even be able to open up the seven Dwarven smithy Chakra seals along Crow’s tree, should you ever awaken… my little serpentine, Kundalini Shakti Mercurius, to thence gift him your sweet Mercurial Apple of a Philosophers Stone third eye. That aside, don’t tell anyone about Crow’s autographed tome… it is a secret; wherein you will find my alternate name.”

Hermione stands before Morgana, grinning like a Cheshire cat, to then ask; “where, do I find Crow?”

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Morgana answered; “You can find Crow within the enfolding shadows of the Goat Head Inn; he is usually by himself… quite alone, as he manifests visions within a black book, who is quite partial to Lady Killer Rum, which is of deepest red; likened to menstrual blood, of Rubedo colour… such be his alchemical poison; although, he has a preference for Cider, who to have drunk deeply of my bald, smooth grail… many a delicious time.” 

Hermione to gibber, as a horrifying realisation hits her; “Oh! By the blessed Goddess… Mistress; but… but… the Goat Head Inn… is along the Tarot path… of the…” 

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Morgana cuts in, “Yes indeed, my dear, you will have to service Crow as his most loving Goetia Girl Succubus within his dreams; catering to his every whim; just as every bat winged Goetia Nun does so, who worship him as their Lord… that is your… much needed… punishment!” 

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MONSTER MUNSTER FAMILY

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, CREATIVE WRITING, Film, Ghost, Goetia Girls, Goth Girls, Horror, Occultism, Sex Magic, Sorcery, Succubus, Surrealism, Vampire, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 8, 2015 by FAUSTUS CROW

Marilyn Monroe is back from the dead as a salacious Succubus, whose iconic status has been listed within a shadowy Playboy ‘grimoire’ of nightly ‘Anima’ conjuration.

Marilyn is now a Munster of Horror-Wood séance, who entices little boys away from their superhero grimoires.

But then, such Playgirl tomes listing all male entities of the sweaty ‘Animus’ were originally designed for the Witches to ride orgasmic, as well as for those of other Monkish orientations to be upended by.

The horror archetypes of a Holy-Wood family who haunt the collective psyche, have taken the ghost of Marilyn Monroe under their Munster Bat wing. Marilyn is an unquiet spirit who desires justice, since she was assassinated!

Many have conjectured that Marilyn did not commit suicide, and that her demise was more to do with president Kennedy’s intimate involvement with her, or that he had drunkenly told her far too much about the goings on in Cuba, or to have revealed criminal connections and even to tell about Roswell incident aliens piloting Nazi flying wings; hence she had to be silenced.

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But, Marilyn, to Munster reveal it had far more to do with her turning off the water supply in her hacienda, who was going to tell all at a press conference about why she did so. Alas, she did not make it; for she was assassinated by the ‘Fluoride’ Mafia, who are intimately involved with the fascist military industrial complex.

Well, what do you expect, the fluoridation chemicals are not natural; they are hydrofluorosilicic acid, sodium fluorosilicate, and sodium fluoride, which are known neurotoxins and mutagenic compounds. Unlike the fluoride compounds found in toothpaste or supplements, which you usually spit out, the intake of the water fluoridation chemicals are not of pharmaceutical grade quality.

And where do you think all these contaminated chemicals come from? They are derived from the wastage of making nuclear bombs as well as from the fertilizer industry; most of these poisonous chemicals have since been imported into the USA from China, which is then dumped into their public water supply. The Chinese don’t want it; water fluoridation is banned in Communist China, since the mass medication of their populace has been found to negate their intelligence.

Marilyn has now assumed the name of the twenty-sixth Succubus called Bunea, since her Holy-Wood family are wealthier than the Egyptian pharaohs, whose production costs for many a propaganda film can run a small Orwellian mind control country for a year.

Marilyn is no Mary-Lynn virgin Madonna, who is true to her undead nature as a dark ‘Star’ Succubus. She is always attempting to get Eddie to unleash his real self, every birthday, when to sing to him, “Happy Birthday Mister President.”

Eddie often to say that Marilyn has the Siren voice of the Goddess Isis; Alas, Eddie wants to be normal, like all the other herd mind naked apes, who be in the graveyard.

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But Marliyn knows how to tear through all the 666 layers of his emotional armouring, when he is offered his favourite Carbon based life-form Dog food.

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Well, what do you expect, Sirius Eddie is very Serious about his Anubis Dog food; he is such a frisky Beast. As Aleister Crowley once said, “is a Serious GOD to live in a Sirius DOG!” That is why Marilyn absolutely adores her little DOG GOD Beast of a pharaoh president.

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Marilyn is very much aware of her undead Witch diet; well, she has to be, since she is a Tantric contortionist; wherefore, in order to have the highest Succubus skill set, she has to keep her Kama Sutra body vamp trim.

Whereas Eddie is into eating sausages, ham, bacon and other processed Dog food, of which his veterinarian Muslim nurse, who just so happens is a halal vampire, says, is putting his immortality at risk, going by a study of half a million flesh eating zombies across the old world of Europe, and elsewhere.

The cannibal study concluded, that diets, which are high in processed meats were linked to cardiovascular disease, cancer and early deaths. So, Marilyn is attempting to change Eddie’s diet by following what the British Heart Foundation has suggested, by offering Eddie leaner cuts of fresh meat.

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Marilyn doesn’t mind becoming a doggy dinner, she’s a ghost girl after all, she’ll cum back every time. As for the brainwashed population of fleshy muggles, it’s a case of population control; hence their noxious processed food and poisoned water; for the herd has to be controlled.

Eddie’s parents are avid readers of child rearing manual, Baby and Child Care, authored by Benjamin McLane Spock, whose message to virgin Mary mothers is that, “you know more than you think you do.” Wherefore, Eddie gets all his educational Twilight needs met.

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However Norman Vincent Peale, a popular Hell fire religious preacher, who supported the slaughter of the Vietnam War absolutely hated pointy eared Spock, calling him, the Devil.

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During the late 1960’s, Peale criticized the anti-Vietnam War movement and the perceived laxity of the Star Trek era, who placed the entire blame upon Dr. Spock’s books, claiming that “the U.S. was paying the price of two generations that followed the Dr. Spock baby plan of instant gratification of needs.”

In the 1960’s and 1970’s, further blame was placed upon Pan eared Spock for the devilish disorderliness of rebellious young people, who had the gall to question the fascist military industrial complex, many of whose Beatnik parents had been Howling Hippie Goth devotees of Baby and Child Care.

Vice President Spiro Agnew also blamed Spock for “permissiveness”. These allegations were enthusiastically embraced by the right-wing Christian neo-conservatives, whose Judaic establishment still views the rebellious youth of pagan Pan with nigh Sharia law disapproval, referring to them as “the Dr Spock generation.”

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Eddie’s Veterinarian Witch Doctor absolutely adores his beastly canine nature. But she is very worried about his continued survival, who is attempting to get the muggles to understand that Wolves are a significant part of nature.

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When these intelligent creatures are killed by fearful muggles, such as by brainless Sarah Palin, then they are one step closer to extinction. Like many another animal species, Wolves are on the verge of becoming totally extinct during this present mass extinction event, which most muggles are totally unaware of.

Protecting the natural environment of the Wolves is also very important; one example being the wilds of Alaska; alas it is being targeted by the Oil spillage companies.

As the untamed wilderness areas rapidly become concrete jungles, due to the encroachment of the muggle blight, the Wolves have less to cover for food and shelter, whereby they are less likely to survive as a Twilight species.

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GENIE GIRL REBEL

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The Ninth Succubus of the Grimoire, entitled the Goetia, is called, Paimona. She is a Great Witch Queen, and very obedient unto DIANA-LUCIFERA. She sometimes appears as a woman sitting upon a Dromedary, with a Crown most glorious upon her head.

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There goes before her also a host of Succubae, who be female Genies, with loud trumpets and well sounding cymbals, and all other sorts of musical instruments, which cause a stir of protest music.

She has a most seductive voice, and seduces at her first coming, and her hypnotic speech is such that the Sorcerer cannot well understand, unless he can compel her to explain; for what he has been told by the (Angelic) establishment is but a lie.

This Succubus can teach all Arts and Sciences, and other secret things to relate concerning the elite few who control all. She will reveal that your perception of reality is being managed for the benefit of the elite few atop of their ziggurat of skulls, and why they do so; and to reveal how they control your mind via the controlled media, and where it is all going; or any other thing you may desire to know.

She gives Dignity, and confirms the same. She binds or makes any of the elite few subject unto the Sorcerer, by revealing who they are, if he so desires it. But alas, most Sorcerers are in egocentric role playing game conflict with one another, rather than fighting against the insanity of the elite few.

She gives good Succubae Familiars, and such Muses can teach all Arts; for the practice of Art is indivisible to the artistry of Sorcery; they are one and the same of shamanic practice.

She is to be observed towards the West, due to the fact that she has migrated, because of all the insane religious wars, and slaughter over the petrodollar, which afflicts her original homeland.

She is of the Order of Dominations who has under her 200 Legions of Succubae Genies, and part of them are of the Order of Angels, and the other part of Potentates. Now if you call upon this Succubus, Paimona alone, you must make her some ejaculatory offering; and there will attend upon her two Witch Queens called LABALA and ABALI who are most salacious twin sisters, and also other Succubae who be of the Order of Potentates in their host of 25 Legions.

And those Succubae Genies which be subject unto them are not always with them unless the Sorcerer do compel them. Her Character is depicted amidst her bottle, which must be prior meditated upon, before conjuring her within your lucid dreams, etc.

NOTE: The classical grimoires, which primarily list an all male pantheon of fallen Angels, depicted them as being part of an aristocratic hierarchy, who ‘symbolically’ represented the ‘Rebellious Anti-Thesis’ of the ruling (Angelic) aristocratic elite. You could see the Daemonic hierarchy of the grimoires as being an artistic form of prior Protest against the (Angelic) establishment. This tradition has carried over into David Icke’s Reptilian Agenda, although, its surrealistic theory is seen as being a literal conspiracy by Icke and his followers, just as many believe that humanity is in thrall to Biblical Demons spewing out of their Middle Eastern Hell hole; however, they are all too human, who make out that they are more than what they are!     

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