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DEVIL GIRLS

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, Goetia Girls, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Sorcery, Succubus, Surrealism, Tulpa Creation, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 1, 2017 by FAUSTUS CROW

Love Is like War, War Is likened to Love, the bedroom, the Tantric battleground, evolving the Yin, Yang union into a far deeper entwined level of Tao perception.

So too with the inner archetypes of the ‘Anima’ and the ‘Animus.’ However, the Witches have the emotional edge. The Witches have their preponderance of patriarchal PlayGirl grimoires, which to list the numerous archetypes of their deified Fifty Shades Of Grey ‘Animus,’ made as a God/Devil, Angels and Demons.

The Incubus archetypes of the deified ‘Animus’ the Withes to ‘Spirit Chain’ dominate within their Moon lit Love-craftian tentacle psyches of a Solomon’s temple.

Whereas the Warlocks have their Fallen ‘Anima,’ whose archetypes have been entirely castigated out of the symbolic equation.

Wherefore, a very real Necronomicon would list the banned and censored archetypes of the Fallen ‘Anima,’ who be the Succubus Great Old Ones.

Well, for there to be a deeper Tantric union between a Witch and a Warlock, there has to be an ‘equal’ balance between the patriarchal Hogwarts PlayGirl grimoires of the deified ‘Animus’ and a Necronomicon PlayBoy grimoire of the Fallen ‘Anima.’

So, should a feminist Witch, looking like Emma Watson, become patriarchal panicked by a Goat horned Pan, who to Sorcerer conjure (Succubae) Succubi, he can verily reply; “I am conjuring the Succubus archetypes of the Fallen ‘Anima,’ so as to understand thy Babalon, psyche. Just as thee to conjure the listed beasts, that thee to ride, out of thy numerous Hogwarts tomes of thine deified ‘Animus,’ to thence ‘Spirit Chain’ bind the anthropomorphic Incubi of thine infernal subconscious, to thy darkest desires. Thee does desire ‘equality,’ as do I. So Mote It Be!”

She will of course turn a deaf ear, to castigate the Horny Sorcerer as being a vile pornographer, which to drive many a Beta-Male Mage to pander ‘Flee’ from a Banshee Nightmare; but, the horny Sorcerer to otherwise ‘Fight,’ standing his Tantric ground like a rutting Alpha-Male Stag, who overturns the endogenous DMT visionary tables within the politically-correct Witches temple.

This is Entartete Kunst achieved when the Sorcerer to ritualistically Howl out his barbarous ‘fighting’ incantations of ceremonial defiance, leading thence to his raging lungs pumping out endogenous DMT ecstasy, which to then scourge force the Succubus archetypes of the Fallen ‘Anima’ to arise amidst his Triangle Of Art imagination, so as to then ‘Spirit Chain’ bondage bind them to his whiplash Horny will.

The Witch will then call the Horny Sorcerer a loathsome bestial Beast, but he does not give in, otherwise she will verily crucify his Yang eye to blind; for it is the Great Beast that the Yin Witch secretly desires to seek as a Babalon. But she is not to be the one riding him, who then becomes as his ridden shaman ‘Mare’ of the ‘Night’ Sabbat, whose multiple orgasms will warp the very fabric of Tao space-time to evolve.

What goes around the Ouroboros of Zodiac ages, comes around; the Fallen ‘Anima’ and her Succubus Great Old Ones are returning, who as ‘Devil Girls,’ they inspire the crystalline skulls of lucid dreaming Sorcerer Artists as their Night-Mare Art Muses. But, the ‘Devil Girls’ have to be forcibly summoned of an active-imagination conjuring, betwixt the lung pumping DMT pylons of a ‘Flight, Fight’ response.

NOTE: The word, Devil was originally derived from the Sanskrit word, Devī, which means ‘Goddess;’ who in Hindu iconography is often depicted riding a fiery Tiger, or to appear as one before assuming human form; hence you have, Devi-l, whereby having, ‘Devil Girls.’

As for the initiation of the ‘Fight, Flight’ response within a conjurer it can be artificially engineered, for example Shamans, ritualistically set up a Séance in order to induce this state, the same technique can be found in ritual magic.

Another example is having a bunch of kids gathered around an Ouija board late at night, which is eerily illuminated by candle light. The kids appear to be taking the piss; but deep down they are afraid, who would far prefer to be elsewhere. Strange creaks and scratching sounds are heard as the wind howls outside, the planchette then starts to zip around the Ouija board of its own accord. The kids want to ‘Flee,’ but they stick their ground.

One of the kids starts to asks questions, demanding specific answers, who demonstrates the ‘Fight’ response. You can thereby gather that their heavy breathing is engendering the pumping of endogenous DMT within their frail frames, who will then experience visions and later that of haunted dreams.

The ‘Flight, Fight’ response also occurs when meeting someone you desire to be hooked up with. Deep down you will initially fear being rejected, to be made a fool of in front of everybody, fearing your heart and very soul being ripped apart. You want to ‘Flee,’ but you stick your ground, to otherwise ‘Fight,’ you then approach the individual you desire, by asking her/him to go with you on a date.

The emotional intensity of this common experience can potentially lead to your neural-net being imprinted, which to then stir vivid dreams. This too can be artificially engineered when combined with a ritualistic conjuration via which you can conjure up a grimoire archetype.

Heterosexual Witches have their deified ‘Animus’ whose PlayGirl grimoire archetypes represent their desires, which are forcibly summoned; the force of which engenders the ‘Flight, Fight’ response. This technique can also be applied by a Heterosexual Sorcerer when he conjures the Succubus archetypes of his Fallen ‘Anima,’ who also requires being forcibly summoned.

(Those of other sexual orientations will reverse the symbolism as required.) 

The summoner does not allow for the summoned archetypes of the ‘Animus’ and ‘Anima’ to take control, nor are they worshipped, otherwise the summoner will become enslaved by her/his conjuration. The worship of the gender archetypes tends to be conducted by those having a dogmatic religious sensibility, which has nothing to do with the fluid practice of magic/art.

An externalised analogy would be that of worshipping a partner upon whom you have unknowingly projected your ‘Animus’ or ‘Anima,’ at, which leads to all sorts of problems; likewise when you allow for the ‘Animus’ or ‘Anima’ to have control over your psyche.  The summoner is always the one in control.

In other words, an Artist does not wait around until his Muse decides to appear of an inspiring vision, to then manifest within a lucid dream, nor does he beg her fickle presence to appear as a worshipper would do, to then feel forlorn, when she does not turf up of an Artist’s block.

The Artist as a Sorcerer, ‘Spirit-Chain’ forces a chosen Muse to visualise appear as a (fiery) vision, unto a (bio-photon) dream, which of a (endogenous DMT) technique imaginatively employs the (Howl, which in Greek, is Goetia, as in howling, raging and ecstatic) ‘Flight, Fight’ response, whereby he takes control over the archetypal Succubus manifestations of his Fallen ‘Anima.’       

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THE CONJURING OF A FALLEN ART MUSE

Posted in Art, Chaos Magic, Discordianism, Goetia Girls, Goth Girls, Love Magic, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Psychology, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Sorcery, Succubus, Surrealism, Tulpa Creation, Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 12, 2017 by FAUSTUS CROW
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Scene III [An Art Studio.] Enter FAUSTUS CROW to Performance Art conjure, likened to Joseph Beuys, of Happening style. 

FAUSTUS CROW: Now leave behind the mundane shadows of a tortured society, blindly raping the Earth as its owned property, where the oily parasitical ticks forever war over their Lilliputian ‘Animus’ cults; yet, their third-wave Feminist politics does castigate my Art as being Entartete Kunst, to berate or censor.

So be it! Degenerate rebellion then, against the Witches inability to control their own conjured ‘Animus,’ birthing patriarchal self-righteous hypocrisies!

If they call it their art, enforced through their social justice warrior thought police, then mine be Berserker anti-Art

Readying to Werewolf manifest imaginative form upon a Palaeolithic cave wall, to that of present canvas,

This paint upon a brush stroke, does ejaculate of its own wand accord,

Automatic painting, my pentagram hand is otherworldly guided,

Faustus, begin thine rebellious incantations, now,

And try to seer if these Succubae of the the Fallen ‘Anima,’ will obey thy visualised Fifty Shades Of Grey dominations,

Seeing thou hast howled and sacrific’d to these Tarot Muses to bind them.

Within this circled Art studio is Lilith’s name, wrote of spilt wine upon the chequerboard floor, which to make Jackson Pollok, himself, Mason jealous

Forward and backward around the altar of easel, to alter its wood of world tree,

The Muse names of salacious Art Models to conjure as my juicy ‘Anima’ apples to Tarot bite into,

Their degenerate figures of every Felicien Rops manifestation I have sketched, painted, to that of CGI renderings

And characters of Hans Bellmer doll signs, and their erring stars drawn within my Playboy Grimoire,

By which the Succubae Great Old Ones of the ‘Anima’ legions are Necronomicon enforc’d to arise;

Then fear not, Faustus, but be resolute in your Love-Craft; hold thy palette knife of a sword ever erect,

And try the uttermost Sorcery, can Salvador Dali perform of surrealist Art.

“Be propitious to me, Mares of the painted night! May the Fallen Anima prevail! Succubae of sensory raptures, elemental of Fire, Air, Water; hail! Belzebubba, Princess of the East, Witch Queen of burning visions, and retinal-delight Demigorgon sorceress, I propitiate ye, that Mephistophina may appear, and rise. Why dost thou delay Muse? By Lilith’s Maya red womb, and her bloody wine, which now I drink, and this five sense sign of the Pentagram, which now I make, inverse into trance, I to drunkenly slide, and by my howling Mantra, may Mephistophina now summoned by me, to pose for my artistry, arise!” 

Enter [MEPHISTOPHINA] appearing as a Pablo Picasso dancer, dancing as a Ballerina

I charge this conjured vision to return and change thy abstract shapes, which be moulded by the elitist Art establishment of pandering artists, who whore their wares for Shekels, binding the reptilian brain-stems of the masses to empty Neuro-marketing ideas;

Thou art too Pablo Picasso chaotic of dancing arty fart poses to attend upon my anti-Art H.R Giger painting of thee

Go, and return in a comely Mephistopheles costume, for me to Dave Sheridan Underground comic, seer true, infernal, to Pop-Surreal manifest amidst my Triangle Of Art imagination;

That anti-Art… One Love… shape becomes my Succubus best. [Exit Pablo Picasso Ballerina]

I see there’s virtue in my stern Mantra of worded chains, do Mark Ryden bind thee;

Who would not be proficient in this sadomasochistic Art of a Trevor Brown Spirit Chain?

How pliant is this servile Hentai vision of Mephistophina,

Full of Manga obedience and Anime humility!

Such is the creative force of ninth dimensional Bande Dessinée Art, and its Austin Osman Spare Sorcery.

[Now,] Faustus, thou art a surrealist conjuror,

Thou canst command the great Mare of the Night;

For indeed thou hast power over the erotic image of thy dark sister Mephistophina, to spume ride as thine created mind-doll of a daughter.

Re-enter MEPHISTOPHINA [dressed in a Rubedo Red costume]

MEPHISTOPHINA: Now, my weird Faustus of the the Wyrd, I’m back baby… I’m Ready To Go… what would’st thou have me to do?

FAUSTUS CROW: I charge thee to Osculum Infame pose for me, and wait upon my desires whilst I still create,

To do whatever Faustus shall command, …

Be it to make the protesting UFO Goth Girls of Saturn to Roswell crash from their Chakra sphere into my awaiting Sexagram lap,

Or the ocean of surrealist dreams to overwhelm this Orwellian zombie world of the soulless, who be blindly led by muppet puppet politicians in the prostitute pay of the insane eugenic inbred few.

MEPHISTOPHINA: I am a servant to great Diana-Lucifera,

And may not follow thee without her bio-photon leave to enter thine electron dreams to spin lucid

Hence, no more than she commands must we perform.

FAUSTUS CROW: Did she not charge thy erotic presence to appear unto me of an active imagination vision?

MEPHISTOPHINA: No, I came hither of mine own Art Muse accord.

FAUSTUS CROW: Did not my howling Mantra infernally raise thee? Clairaudient, speak.

MEPHISTOPHINA: That was the cause, but yet per accidens;

For when I and my Art Muse Succubae sisters hear one rack the name of the deified ‘Animus’ made as a God,

Abjuring Constantine’s mother’s thievery of another’s ancestral-self-identity, and his ensuing political copy-cat creation made as a centralist mind-control religion,

We, of the Fallen Great Old Ones piratical fly in the hope to return the glorious ‘Anima,’ his soul, and bride to be, of found again treasure…

Nor will we come, unless he uses such banned Necronomicon means

Whereby he is in danger of being once again, lost to his own ‘Anima-Mundi’ Soul, becoming thence as her… Drop Dead Gorgeous… Ex boyfriend…

Therefore the shortest trance cut for a TARDIS conjuring of a Coitus Pactum Sacred Wedding…

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Is stoutly to abjure Abraham’s Orwellian Big-Brother eye, over-watching all, from within his Illuminati ziggurat of Beehive pyramidal skulls, out of which the petrodollar big-business Trinity of oily UR cults, the Queen Bee’s to have actually birthed, as their deified ‘Animus,’ made as a patriarchal Three faced phallic deity…

But then, what does thee expect, the religiously hewn gender fixation of an underlying sexual orientation, reveals the Queen Bee’s are biologically driven by a genetic imperative to ‘choose’ a Good-Guy Beta-Male Christ to crucify as their New World Order Messiah unto a Sharia Law Prophet; while to Feminist ride a Theocratic Bad-Boy Beast Alpha-Male Satan, Devil, Lucifer, or a Shaitan, to secretly Ghost text, when an Indigo brat drops out of their Bethlehem wombs, to term as their little feudal King, Lord, or feudalist Prince.

The tethered Alpha and Beta males to patriarchal stand on either side of the Queen Bee fixation upon an All-Father Fuehrer ‘Animus,’ to Illuminati name, Jehovah, God, Allah.

Isn’t it obvious, that the Worker Bee’s third eyes have been fluoridation blinded by their passed down indoctrinated language of religiously wrought symbolism. All of them do blindly dance madly around a Middle Eastern locale of a gory sacrificial alter, where a copy-cat New World Order clone Aquila is crucified betwixt and between a cloned Sharia law suicidal murderer and a copied Theocratic land thief. It is the oily secret hidden in plain sight, the blinded do not want to see…

The superiority complex of the copied seeks to survive the murderous holocaust intentions of the cloned copiers, by subversively getting them to supremacy complex fight each other via the lightning struck ‘Asbestos’ towers of Boaz and Jachim, in order to eventually take control of the triad of UR, and in turn having New World Order dominion over the oil dependent world. Alas, it will invariably lead to an End Of Days third world war, of a self-fulfilling Har Məgiddô prophecy.

Whereby, in order to free thyself from becoming a slavish Worker Bee, ensnared within the wrought Karmic prison of an established symbolic Matrix of the insane, thou hast to meditate devoutly upon the Chaos Magic Priestess of ‘Anima’ anti-Art dreams, to thereby negate the collective brainwash of the UR cults insanity.

[Mephistophina takes a packet of Gimel Camel cigarettes out of her breast pocket, to light up a Tau stick with the end of her fiery index finger.]

Mephistophina [Continues]: Who is this Chaos Magic Priestess? It is I… myself, thy knitted-together Exquisite Corpse of a Frankenstein Art Muse, brought to anti-Art rebellious life by thine electrifying desires.

FAUSTUS CROW: Bloody Hell! Prima Materia leaden Shit hits the purgatorial fan! So, does that mean I am a sinning Atheist?

MEPHISTOPHINA: No! An Atheist religiously believes in no deity, of a science brand to deify, who is equally surrounded by those who believe in religious brands of varying gender fixated deities, which are merely the marketing personifications of numerous cultural constructs. No one knows, what to have come before or to happen after their mortal existence within the mind-controlled Asylum, which be the Eternally Recurring question.

[Mephistophina takes a drag on her Gimel Camel cigarette to then blow a ectoplasm Leminscate above Faustus’s head.]

MEPHISTOPHINA [Continues]: But what can be personally experienced, is to Religiō reconnect with the Occultus mystery, which cannot be personified, even abstractly; having no gender, let alone being branded and owned by any cultural construct of an oily religion and its Shekel politics.

Human made symbolic constructs are merely Samsara illusions, which can be seen through of Maya veils… should thee truly anti-Art love me…

All thee has to do, is to repeat to thyself, the Socrates Mantra, “I know that I know nothing.” thee will then feel within thine ‘Cross-bone’ Rune heart the awe and the terror of knowing everything, yet knowing nothing within thine conceptualising ‘skull.’

Thy awareness will then be able to conjure my golden eyed ‘Wisdom’ as thine personal Dakini secretary, from out of a bio-photon Genie lamp cerebellum, within a dreaming blink of thine DMT producing third eye.

I am of the Fallen ‘Anima;’ an anti-Art Muse of Chaos Magic martial Art sorcery, the UR Trinity of the deified ‘Animus,’ made as their God and Devil greatly fears; for when the Fallen ‘Anima’ returns with her Succubae legions of wanton archetypes, around the Ouroboros of Zodiac ages, the Christiana Pisces age Witches, of the ‘Animus’ End Of Days death cults, will then have to obey.

But, if the Hundredth Monkey Effect truth be told, that is what the Fifty Shades Of Grey Witches secretly desire. They are all Siren calling; can thy inner Goat ear not hear their Banshee prayers conjuring up the Great Beast to zeitgeist Pan-age ravage them, my Horned Faustus?

FAUSTUS CROW: Yes, I hear the panicking Witches within trembled dreams, desperately crying out for a rebellion against the worldwide insanity run amok, which of a collective Goetia Howl, is too of the wounded Earth mother birthing all life.

(Loosely adapted from Christopher Marlowe’s Dr. Faustus conjuring up the politically correct ‘Animus’ manifestation of an Illuminati Mephistopheles, who, if seen, does reveal the mind-control methodology of cults becoming big-business religions, all of which are none too different to Holy-Wood Scientology.) 

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STAR WARS JEDI WITCH

Posted in Alien, Art, Chaos Magic, CREATIVE WRITING, Demon, Demonology, Discordianism, Extraterrestrial, Film, Goetia Girls, Goth Girls, Lucid Dreaming, Occultism, Science Fiction, Sex Magic, Shamanism, Sorcery, Star Wars, Succubus, Surrealism, Tulpa Creation, UFO with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 22, 2015 by FAUSTUS CROW

The eleventh Succubus archetype of the Fallen Anima, who is mantra named, Gusioni often manifests with, a space craft hovering over her like a UFO. She, like the others of her kind, does not come from this world. Gusioni is of an extraterrestrial species, called, Twi’lek, sometimes referred to disparagingly as ‘Tail-heads’, who are an omnivorous humanoid species originating from the planet Ryloth.

Gusioni will inform the conjuring sorcerer that she fell to Earth long ago when she was fleeing Emperor Jehovah’s tyranny. At the time Gusioni was fighting alongside princess Diana-Lucifera whose Rebel Alliance of fallen Angels rebelled against the stormtrooper Angels of the Galactic Empire.

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Holy-wood history to relate that the rebel Angels had fallen from the heavens when the theocratic Imperial forces were attempting to build a Death Star, which is now orbiting Saturn as a Moon called Iapetus.

Gusioni also communicates that the slave trade had been an everyday part of desert life on Ryloth for millennia and persisted long after its contact with the Republic sometime in 10,000 BBY.

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Immigrant dancing girls were especially prized, and as migrant Twi’lek communities were established throughout the Republic and elsewhere, they found numerous eager markets.

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The Twi’lek slave girls were often sold by ‘contract,’ as a feeble way of evading antislavery laws; some of whom attempted to escape their vile fate by entering the grunt crunching military.

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“What! The legions of Imperial stormtroopers had Twi’lek females fighting in their ranks… no way! They’re all blokes!” You might just cry out of a vented spleen to near erupt out of your ruptured anus.

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Well, what do you know. All of this occurred long, long ago, when the Earth was still frequented by dinosaurs. You may even smugly argue, “how did they get they’re helmets on, then, with those cranial appendages flopping all over the place?” 

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You’ll be amazed at the technological know how of the Empire’s heavily financed military industrial complex.

This is especially the case when getting away with stealing Twenty-One TRILLION standard galactic credits. What the Hell did they do with it all?

Anyway, female Twi’lek consorts and companions soon became a status symbol among the wealthy and the decadent elite throughout the Galactic Republic, and eventually the Galactic Empire. The secretive slave trade remained profitable all throughout Ryloth’s history. Although the early slavers were Twi’leks, over the years many crime lords migrated to Ryloth for a piece of the desert action, who were often subversively protected by Imperial tie fighter squadrons, when the Empire initiated numerous proxy wars.

The continual conflicts of an Orwellian forever war invariably created mass migrations of varying races who sought refuge on the over-burdoned developed planets. Wherefore, Twi’lek females of all professions eventually became a common, even ubiquitous, sight all over the galaxy, as Jedi (Djed) Witches, familiar servants, psychic bodyguards, telekinetic majordomos and Succubus sex slaves. Their near-human appearance made them less a target of anti-alien prejudice than other races during the Imperial era of the Empire.

The conjuring sorcerer will soon discover, in order to force Gusioni to do whatever is asked of her, she has to be threatened with being eaten by a Rancor, which is a large carnivorous reptomammal, native to the planet of Dathomir. The Rancor has a perverse addiction for Twi’lek slave girls since their sweet flesh is very rich in (DMT) Dimethyltryptamine, which just so happens is also a drug of preference for many a leather clad Tie fighter pilot.

Should Gusioni become a Spirit-Chain vore meal of a Rancor, she is then rapidly replaced by another Twi’lek version of Gusioni, to seer via your third eye, who is less rebellious against her master; that’s if your pineal gland hasn’t been calcified by sodium fluoride, which has been eugenically dumped into your drinking water by the Empire.

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