"HUSH" (Spoken Word)

 

THE ANATOMY OF ON-LINE PROPAGANDA

 

THE ANATOMY OF ON-LINE PROPAGANDA 

FORMULA:

Digitization, Weaponization, Polarization, Incentivization, Monetization.

Digitize information or misinformation that promotes your narrative. Weaponize it by adapting or modifying your narrative making it more relatable to your target population by adding a religious element and direct it via social media apps, cell phone providers, radio, television, internet providers, press and media outlets to focus on your target populations. This will polarize your target population, especially when you sculpt your narrative to look like its theirs so they fight for your perspective even though it's not in their best interest. You provide incentives to reward your target population for championing your ideology. You make sure to do this publicly, to perpetuate the illusion of party solidarity, while ignoring it's inherent race based exclusivity. Lastly, you see everything and everyone as convertible revenue or commodities.

HOW QUICKLY THE LEAVES TURN ON THE TREE OF DESIRE.

(A siloloquy.)

I used to mistake "Desire" for "Love." Desire is passion, longing or need. Love is sharing your heart with someone who makes your soul, sing. I used to conflate "needing" and "wanting", too. Needing is as pervasive an emotion as it is, prolific. Only rivaled by fear. Think about what you need that would make you the happiest you've ever been. A joy that you can feel in the deepest recesses of your heart and soul. What would you do to satisfy that need? What wouldn't you do? 

The problem with "needs" is, eventually they are met. Once this happens dynamics and personal agendas tend to shift. Think back when you needed something, I bet when your "need was met", shit got different. Need much like desire, is designed to dissipate. In excess of desire leads to destruction. In excess, all things do. Desire is our ego's version of love. It gratifies who we are at that moment.

Love? Love is different. It can manifest itself in our lives in countless of ways.  Everyone has experienced their own adventures or misadventures, in love. I suppose, it all boils down to if your ego was in love or if your soul was. But that's just my opinion. In my experience when you love someone, you not only want them, you want all good things for them. You protect them even from yourself when needed. You lift them up when they've fallen, heal them and help them dry the tears they've shed on the inside. You want to make them happy and you hope, that they make you happy. However, it must be said that a healthy love is when you're already authentically happy with yourself and love someone who enhances your life with their love.  

Everybody loves differently. I believe that is due to many people conflating "Desire" with "Love". Love always requires a sacrifice of some kind for it to be real and for it to grow. Always. That is the difference between desire and love. One requires a sacrifice, the other a need. Little wonder why we struggle and fight to extend desire's short life span, hurting ourselves and others in the process. Learning to tell them apart can take a lifetime. Sadly, it often still does. 

America 2026: "NOVA ROMA"

 

A yo, check this shit out now. 

New Rome on it's last stretch, 

Old, reptillian, bloated and 

disease riddled Nero is 

the New Orange, now. 

So, apparently Only the 

1% matter. Let the 

poor be manipulated by

charismatic, attention 

addicts, sicofants 

and racist fanatics. 

Let's not forget 

Their race baiting,

Facist friendly, 

politically planted  

Strategically removed

provacatuers. 

A Dictator will pick the 

weakest nation to publicly 

subdue. A bully was once

A victim and every victim

knows full well, people will

scream outrage but no one 

will actually fight for you. 

Want to know what else is true?

by this spell what I cast in word 

will be, too. 

"Amunet. Nūt. Nūt. Amunet.

Ma'at. Ammit. Ammit. 

Ma'at. Tiamat. Sophia.

Sophia. Tiamat. Order 

to chaos. Chaos to Order.

Abraxas is a key. 

Order, Truth and Law 

will once again be the 

foundation. Two timelines. 

Two paradigms. Two 

worlds. Two Nations.

The rich will flee when the 

orange Nero devours his 

own. Thinking himself 

Cronus but just like 

Cronus, time betrays

power evidenced by 

decaying thrones.

Those who took his sign 

and reveled in his works,

proclaimed his lies and 

his will, will they themselves 

choke on the flavorless cake

of their very own 

 just deserts.

Those who believe hate 

brutality and wickedness 

is the way, will always find 

themselves in the hell that

they wished for others 

to stay. 

Amunet. Nūt. Nūt. Amunet.

Ma'at. Ammit. Ammit. 

Ma'at. Tiamat. Sophia.

Sophia. Tiamat. Order 

to chaos. Chaos to Order.

Abraxas is a key."

SOME PEOPLE PREY...

 Spoken Word: "SOME PEOPLE PREY."

By 

Alberto Kennedy a.k.a. "GRIMOIRE"

(Originally written in 2021.)

Some people pray.

Others prey with an "e" though. They don't even obey the shit their pastor say but turn around and say, people like me be sinners and evil. 

I got no problems with you. Even though you got the biggest sinner's rolled up and rowed up, behind the pew. All you need do is to look at you. Why you so pressed out and stressed out on what I do?

When it comes to what I do, I be a technician. I freaks the technique when I speak curses and spells on those who chose to be weak and weaponize their religion. Listen, setting spirits and souls free is my only true mission. 

They the type to fuck around with ouija boards and graveyards only to come up stressed, possessed or missing. 

I'm the one to right ya'. There's nothing in it for me at all, to wrong ya'. So, if you got some shit to get off ya chest my only question is, "Son, whose taken shits on ya'?"

I think a Church is just a palace invaded by malice. I think any spiritual path that endorses homophobia is invalid. Here some are, thinking about what I do with my phallus. While they're making faces at the sliced cucumber hidden in their tossed salad. How deep does my rabbit hole go? Go ask Alice. 

And believe her. She don't know though. Because it ain't none of her business either. See what I did there? I took a storybook character and played on it. Just like some take the bible and pray on it. Now, all the zealot bastards are ass hurt because I wrote and spit fire on their shade and sprinkled a little gay on it.

Some people pray. 

Others prey with an "e" though. They don't even obey the shit their pastor say but turn around and say, people like me be sinners and evil. 

NOTE: Not my art. It's from Deviantart. 👍❤️

Yaldabaoth, Abraxas & your spiritual ascension.

All life forms in this universe, are fragments of Yaldabaoth, the Demiurge. The fallen came to guide and merge with our evolutionary mission to refine ourselves by purging primitive instincts and ascend to our divinity.  We evolve until both the chaos and order within us, becomes one.

This union of chaos and order, darkness and light is what Abraxas symbolizes. Abraxas is the anthropomorphic entity ancient hybrid & human mystics created by feeding our beliefs, faiths, prayers, worship, our emotions and our psychological state to fashion an entity that embodies the blending of both chaos and order.

Humanity has always had a problem with integration. As it turns out, the succesful integration of our light and dark selves, our positive and negative selves if you will, is the only way forward and the only true way to ascend.

Your higher self/super-unconscious self, is your guardian angel and your personal self-sabotaging demon. It is of dual polarities. The understanding, forgiving, healing, learning, accepting and teaching of this truth as you understand it, is a very powerful path to ascension. The individual instinctively, unconsciously seeks to become part of a collective. Indeed all intelligent life seeks to be part of something bigger thsn themselves. The singular will always seek pluralism due to the basic survival fact that there is safety in numbers, more assisstance, access to resources, reproduction, purpose and a need for connection. Your path is directly linked to everyone else's and theirs to yours because we are all one multiversal being.

Research Gnosis, Gnostic Teachings, Sophia, Yadabaoth, Aeons, Archons, Abraxas.

https://medium.com/@sistahoflite/the-paradox-of-abraxas-uniting-light-and-shadow-in-the-sacred-whole-0e6861999c66

WATCHER'S LOVE. (In Latin & English.)

 

"A WATCHER'S LOVE"

(In Latin and translated in to English.)

"Dare me causam cadendi. Dare me tus peccatum. Te promitto ad protegere ex mei. Si mihi des amorem, dabo tibi meum. Ego bellum cum tus daemones ad protegere te ex dolor. Te curatio cum lumen mea. Cum amor mea. Cum vis mea. Cum alama mei. Sine me cadendi amare tu. Si tu posset esse candela mea, Ego posset esse tus spiritus de Vita. Si mecum ambulaveris, tecum volare promitto. Etiam alae tuae ero."

Translation in to English: 

"Give me a reason to fall. Give me your sins. I promise to protect you from mine. If you give me your love, I'll give you mine. I war with your demons to protect you from pain. I heal you with my light. With my love. With my strength. With my soul. 

Let me fall in love with you. If you could be my candle, I could be your breath of life. If you walk with me, I promise to fly with you. I'll even be your wings."

E PLURIBUS UNUM / OUT OF MANY, ONE

 E PLURIBUS UNUM / OUT OF MANY, ONE.- This was our Nation's motto and still is on our money. 

Let's do a thought experiment. Ah c'mon, it'll be fun. Try to think of effective ways to divide people. Try to come up with at least 5 ways. 

Religions, corporations, countries all over the world have used classical Renaissance strategies of manipulation, control, subjugation and the acquisition of territories i.e.: A blueprint for mainstream colonialism created by Nicolo Machiavelli. First introduced in his book,"The Prince."Circa 1532 A.D.

One strategy that sadly works all the time is, "Divide and conquer". Choose any group of people for example. Now, separate the men from the women. Separate them by race. Already, you've managed to break the group up into 4 sub-groups, black men, black women, white men, white women. Can we break these sub-groups down further? Let's endeavor to try! Let's break them up by income. High income earners and low income earners. Now the group is broken in to 6 sub-groups! 

The one paradigm that is the glue to any civilized society is solidarity. (Unity.) That is the enemy to those who are in power. So, they cater to the high earners and give them a sense of importance, which they nurture. Now, the high income earners feel not only emboldened but superior to the rest. We can divide this hypothetical group further by creating and perpetuating racial, cultural, religious, legislative, judicial and economic bias but I think you get the point. This is how you manipulate and control the whole of a group, a civilized society or even a nation. By dividing them in to utter submission. 

Admittedly, this is a rudimentary break down but it is also functionally and foundationally, true. There are more clandestine and insidious strategies but this one is the basic foundation for most machiavellian paradigms. Divide and conquer.

Now remember the 5 ways to divide people that I asked you to think about? Would you believe that those 5 things have not only been done to you in some way but they are also what you have done to others in some way? Hard questions merit equally hard answers. They merit pause, reflection, introspection and honesty. 

America was born in the fires of rebellion. If only some Americans are benefitting from the status quo, eventually we all lose. This is how empires and countries have fallen. A resounding lack of solidarity fortified by dividing a people so much so, that citizens see each other as strangers, unwanted competition and the enemy. We've been conditioned to think this way for generations and that has been preventing us from accepting our history, healing and creating bridges of empathy and solidarity and finally forgiving the past to create a unified future. We are, all of us, Americans here. Let us no longer be so easily divided nor see our differences as weakness but strengths. Americans in 2025 are multi-cultural. 

And what do Americans do better than anybody else? We rebel.

EXHALING SHADOW

 EXHALING SHADOW. 

(A shadow work through writing. I tend to work though my issues and vent via writing. This is how I purge. I make art.)

I remain. 

I'm the same nonbinary exquisiteness too unique to tame. Been given many nicknames but only one of them win the game. Alberto with an "O" at the end but they still try control my essence and presence by calling me "Albert" knowing gawd damn well, that ain't my MF'ing name. 

The blame. 

I caught it since birth. In a system designed to determine my worth by my skin tone first and the needless hurdles the racist people in power coerce everybody like me to jump through, without giving me the time to rehearse. I've been called lazy, stupid, useless and crazy. Their superiority masking their inferiority, the minority in power got us calling ourselves minority.

Never acknowledging the truth that I'm in actuality the reverse of everything they believe, in their hate filled perspective of the universe. 

How is shit still the same?

The other day I called to all my ancestors when fear tried to hush me. I refuse to let the world I live in crush me. I woke up the angry dead in my soul and in my world.

Now their marching on the heads of those who oppose equality, equity and freedom for all. All they said was " no need to run, we stand tall like the tree of life, we fight and we shall always overcome." 

I refrain.

I refuse to excuse hate or bigotry. If your covering your face to feel safe while making others feel unsafe, your a coward. Using the law to be lawless making children represent themselves in court because deep down you know what your doing is demonic and anonymity is the only cover that gives you temporary and borrowed power. I know it's hard to face this but I'm a need you to taste this; I will always be more human than a racist and if you feel hurt or attacked when I denounce fascists, nazis and racists, than unfortunately, you're a racist. I'm sorry if you find the truth sour.

I remain. 

Some think those of my ethnicity are born to complain. As if I should silence my voice, as if they and I have the same choices or choice. If that were true, why than do they rush to hush voices, burn books, alter history to favor misery, feigning ignorance and righteousness at the same time, they're passive aggressively or aggressive aggressively, inflicting hardship, disparity and shame? If I don't speak up and say "you're causing me and mine agony, you like your ancestors before you, would think that I somehow enjoy the pain. 

If I return the favor, I'm labeled a savage. Some violent inarticulate thug, who probably sells drugs and is just out to cause damage. It's sheer privilege and audacity to think you can mitigate my outrage. How is the expression of the pain caused to me by injustice, some how yours to manage? Some wounds not even time can heal or bandage.

Karma I will no longer wait for or solicit. Knowing damn well that if you harm me or mine, my answer will be prolific. Did you know there are incantations, rituals and spells in the Akashic realms that I occasionally visit? Those of which traverse space and time enabling the most intrepid of Sorcerers to go back to your ancestors day and slay? Ancient magics can be so horrific. 

Specific. 

Dolorific. 

Tenebrific.

I can do more than just pray. 

Such are the tools that are used by a fed up, Mystic. Foolish games and the hurt they cause is why I've never been one to play. 

Karma whispers prophecy and assures me, for the evil great and small that all we do, in some way we all pay. I'll keep my shadows at bay and salvage some hope and light for tomorrow, today.

SOUL RETRIEVAL INCANTATION

 *** The Ancients believed that when you suffer physical, psychological, emotional or spiritual trauma of any kind your mind, spirit and soul tends to fracture leaving you less than whole. We can live an entire life time feeling incomplete or fractured. This spell is designed to call back the lost portions of our soul, spirit and mind that we may once again be complete and whole.  This spell is also perfect to counteract and undo psychic, occult and spiritual attacks. ***

"Ego invoco, compello et colligo portio perditus de anima, spiritus et psyche mei. Audire me. Audire me. Audire me. Solum perditus portio de anima, spiritus et psyche mei. Te conjurare, te invoco, te imperium ad venire ad me. Cum antiquus nomenae de potestas te Imperium, venire ad me, venire ad me, venire ad me."

ENGLISH TRANSLATION: I invoke, compell and collect the lost portions of my soul, spirit and mind. Hear me, hear me, hear me. Only the lost portions of my soul, spirit and mind. I conjure you, I invoke you, I command you to come to me. With ancient names of power I command you, come to me, come to me, come to me.

NOTE: The ancient names of power serve as a built in battery to initialize and charge the intent of this incantation. Your will, intention and focus gives the names of power, the power to manifest your reunion with the lost portions of your soul, spirit and mind. 

*** ANCIENT NAMES OF POWER ***

SUMERIAN: 

DU KU DINGIR ENKI (Holy GOD Enki / GOD of earth.)

DU KU NINTI (Holy LADY of Enki's rib.)

DU KU ERIDU (Holy place of Eden.)

DU KU DINGIR MARDUK (Holy GOD Marduk / son of Enki.)

DU KU DINGIR ASARULUDU (Holy GOD Asaruludu / GOD of exorcisms.)

DU KU ENKI NINTI ADAPA AVA (Holy LADY and GOD. Creators of Adam and Eve.)

ARAMAIC:

ELAH (GOD.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH (Creatrix, Spouse of Elah/Yaweh.)

ELAH ELAHIN (GOD of Gods.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH ELAHIN (Queen GOD Asherah of Gods.)

ELAH YERUSHELEM (GOD of Jerusalem.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH YERUSHELEM

(Queen GOD Asherah of Jerusalem.)

ELAH YISRAEL (GOD of Isreal.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH YISREAL (Queen GOD Asherah of Jerusalem.)

ELAH AVAHATI (GOD of my fathers.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH AVAHATI (Queen GOD Asherah of my fathers.)

ELAH SHEMAYA (GOD of Heaven.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERA SHEMAYA (Queen GOD Asherah of Heaven.)

ELAH ADONAI (GOD my Lord.)

KADIJA MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH (Holy Queen GOD Asherah.)

ELAH YEHOSHUA (GOD of Salvation. Jesus.)

ELAH ABBA ELAHIN (GOD the Father of God's.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH AMMA ELAHIN (Queen GOD Asherah Mother of Gods. )

ELAH ABBA MALAKHA (GOD the Father of Angels.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH AMMA MALAKHA. (Queen GOD Asherah Mother of Angels.)

ELAH ABBA ATTHA (GOD of women.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH ATTHA (Queen GOD Asherah Mother of Women.) 

ELAH ABBA GABRAA (GOD of men.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH GABRAA (Queen GOD Asherah Mother of men.)

ELAH ABBA YA BE' SHETH (GOD father of Earth.)

MALKAH ELAH ASHERAH AMMA YE BE' SHETH (Queen GOD Asherah Mother of earth. 

***Stricken from all sacred texts was Yaweh's wife, Asherah. As his wife she is the creatrix, the holy ghost, the sacred feminine and the principle female element necessary and evident in all human ideas relating to creation and life giving.

TRUTH BE TOLD

 Behold. 

Truth be told. I am not beholden to you, your crew or the next fool who gets schooled by my old school. Karma, do unto others etc...you needs to rock with the gold rule. I comes with the tide and the gain like it's laundry day. My wisdom's the type to fold you. 

I'm a disciplinarian but also a caregiver. I'll spank the shit outta that rabble rousing, fuck up the housing, cat and mousing ass and scold you. Only to dry ya tears, feed you, teach you, clothe you and hold you even when I don't fucking know you. MF'er I'll raise you and grow you. 

You should've asked somebody. I'm surprised ain't nobody ever told you. About The Aztec Yoruba, Mexican Indian Cichimecca, Spanish, Nigerian my ancestors told me, "baby you ain't worth shit if ain't nobody ever sold you." 

My mother and father's gods not the same as yours. As soon as you go for yours mine already fucking with everything you hold sacred and breaking natural, unnatural and supernatural laws. 

Turtle island has always been religion less. Defiled by the greedy, religious and racist visionless. The old gods always walked with and lived with, the ancient indigenous. Untill land and lives were taken, shaken, brutally broken and forsaken. Manifest Destiny, early American history for revisionists. Fleeing tyranny and condemning native savagery only to become tyrranous and even more villainous. It's 2024 now, still ain't nobody feelin this or hearing us? 

Now you got people asking why everybody getting possessed or haunted? The blood soaked earth from the killing of the first people remains undaunted in its mission to make all violent interlopers and their progeny, to be and feel cursed, oppressed, hexed and unwanted. 

Your Church bought, sold and killed souls for land, money and power to hold and control. Now the entire world can see the corruption of orthodox religions and their scriptures identifying holy men now, by terrorists, zealots, televised con artists in mansions and pedos smelling like under age assholes.

But I'm the fucking problem?

People like me are the fucking problem?

Really?

No.

Behold. 

Truth be told. I am not beholden to you, your crew or the next fool who gets schooled by my old school. Karma, do unto others etc...you needs to rock with the gold rule. I comes with the tide and the gain like it's laundry day. My wisdom's the type to fold you. 

I be done thought somebody told you.

You better ask somebody.

MY TAROT CARD PROJECT

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SPIRITUAL PORTALS

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Spiritual Cleansings What is it and how does it work?

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Short Story: "MY FRIEND BEHIND THE MIRROR."

MY FRIEND BEHIND THE MIRROR

BY

ALBERTO KENNEDY 

a.k.a.

"GRIMOIRE"

 

When I was very little I had a friend. His name was the same as mine. He even looked like me which wasn't at at all weird at the time because I was old enough to realize he was my reflection. But the fact was, he wasn't me at all. He was my age but knew so many things. We talked about those things that children talk about. Things like school, toys, cartoons and games. We used to talk for hours late at night when my mother and brother were asleep. He taught me so much. Until he said goodbye. 

"Well Eric, you're getting older. Your almost 10 years old and pretty soon your going to forget about me. It's okay though. You're supposed too."

"But I don't want to forget about you. Your my friend."

"Don't be sad. It's a good thing. Because you are going to grow up, meet many new, fun and interesting people. You'll make new friends. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Just promise me you'll remember everything I taught you. The magic I taught you, how to use your mind, your light and listen to the other people that do magic. Learn from them. You are going to need it when you're older. Life is going to start going so fast. Some parts are going to be fun and exciting while other parts are going to be hard, scary and sad. But you are special. You will get through all of it. I am going to visit you again when your older and you can show me all that you have learned. Okay?"

" Okay."

20 years later, I met my friend again. It was late at night around 2 p.m. or 3 p.m. As I walked past the mirror in my room, I saw a child in the mirror that looked like me when I was 10 years old. I'm 30 years old now. The child had a sinister look on his face. All the innocence and friendliness I remembered from him was utterly absent.

"Do you remember me?"

"Of course I do Eric."

"Did you keep your promise? The promise to keep up with your magics and abilities. I truly hope that you did."

"I have and you know that I have."

"True. I am happy to see you, Eric."

"I know. I also know now you were never my friend. The magic you taught me and the lessons you gave me were for your benefit. What I don't understand is why did you invest so much time in this "long con" game? Why nurture me and my abilities and give me a portion of your power if you were only going to try and consume me as all demons like you do? Wouldn't it have been easier to prey upon me when I was a weak innocent child?"

"Well...of course it would have been. With any other child. I have consumed thousands of children over the millennia. Your kind forget so easily and have no respect for the unseen worlds. You were different, however. You came from people with magic. It was so hard to get to you and if I tipped my hand prematurely, I'd have the weight of your ancestors, your protectors both physical and spiritual on my head. I couldn't have that. So, I was patient and I waited. Of course I could have had you when you were but a child. But where would be the fun in that?"

The little boy in the mirror became even more intimidating. He now had two gaping black holes where is eyes should have been. 

"You see Eric, I like to play with my food before I eat it. I find pleasure in not only betrayal but in the challenge. I lust to devour prey that can equal my strength. Why do you think I made you promise that you would continue to practice your natural abilities of magic? Why do you think that I gave you power? I needed you to become strong and powerful before I slaughtered you, spirit, mind and soul."

I smiled. 

I did listen to it. I did develop my abilities. Not just my natural magical abilities but my psychic abilities, too. I studied magics from other cultures, from the most ancient of civilizations and what the demon did not know was that I merged with many different pantheons. They became a part of me. The demon also didn't know that the power it gave me as a child, grew too. I developed the ability to feed on power. 

As it talked, I was feeding on it. I'm always feeding so as soon as he appeared in the mirror, I began consuming it. I was devouring it and it didn't even know.

"Now, I am going to devour you and your entire family. I think I'll drive you all insane as I drink your health, your dreams and your happiness. I think..."

"Yes, you think what?" 

"What are you doing, Eric?"

"What do you mean?" I said coyly.

"Do not play coy with me you fucking insect! You dare try to feed on me? I am a child of forever! You are just human trash! A fucking blink of a dying man's eye! You are the food of my kind! You are nothing! I will swallow your..."

" Shut the fuck up, demon. You are an eternal fool with bad breath hiding behind whispers and shadow. You feed on the light that you and your ilk are no longer fit to bask in. You cannibalize your own in the darkest places of being and dine on your own excrement, than call humanity trash to make your existence seem superior when you are but one of a broken species that chose not to evolve. You are the dust that was left from a long dead universe. Your power, your timelessness, indeed your essence is but an echo of your own ruination. You are not fire and brimstone. You are nothing but shit and flatulence. I abjure you and shatter all that you are and all that you have done. I take your power. It was forfeit the moment you hatched your pathetic subterfuge. Now, let the ancient words I speak both rip you apart and incinerate your consciousness. I fragment the patchwork essence you pathetically call a soul. Oblivion is waiting for you, Eric."

I spoke in a whisper as not to awaken my sleeping family...

AKKADIAN EXORCISM: "KASPUM GIRRU, QAMU GIDIM KHUL, KASPUM GIRRU, QAMU GIDIM ALLAH KHUL. ASSALUIH KASPUM GIRRU, QAMU GIDIM KHUL.

QAMU, QAMU, QAMU."

TRANSLATION:  "SILVER FIRE, BURN THE EVIL ONE. SILVER FIRE, BURN THE EVIL GOD. ASSALUIH (Sumerian/Akkadian God of Exorcisms.) BURN THE EVIL ONE. BURN, BURN, BURN."

The demon, still looking like a frightful child, began to burn. At first defiantly screaming obscenities, threats, curses and promises of destruction. Than as it began to fall apart and fade away it pleaded and begged for me to stop trying to tempt me with wishes that it swore to grant. 

I just silently watched and fed on it's power and let it burn, as I gave it a tender smile. My eyes became a brilliant opalescent hue. My only wish was to be more powerful than the demon. 

Now, I am.

"About these false prophets, though..."

Painting by Luca Signorelli "The Devil talks with the Anti-Christ."

You'll know a false prophet by the lies they spout. Engaging you with theatrics, chicanery and  equivocation with venomous  eloquence, that poisons your heart and mind with doubts. 

A false prophet will convince you that hate is good and that love is bad. They will use your religion, your hopes, your weaknesses and your fears to control every thought you have. 

They speak shadow words that incite you, that excite you, that move you and ignite you. Casting an illusion of solidarity with others who also have fallen under the sway of shadow, just like you. 

The shadow words of a false prophet are designed to awaken your darker nature. Their intent is to control your soul and behavior. They seek to make you believe that not only do you need a savior but that they are that savior. They know most people would do anything for their savior which puts you and everybody else, in clear and present danger.

All false prophets share sociopathic narcissistic tendencies. They will demonize, mock and galvanize the masses against their enemies hoping that you never realize that true prophets, are rare and they never have enemies. Prophet's are usually killed by the people they are trying to save. Prophet's love without violence or inciting violence and for this unconditional love, they are fearless and brave. 

False prophets on the other hand, care about no one except themselves. Their passionate rhetoric works like dark spells in the sense that all it does is raise hell. They're  cowards. They lie and connive with their saccharine sweet cyanide laced diatribes. They're no better than the Snake oil peddlers who preyed on the settlers by promoting fear and acrimony. They are little more than forked tongued instigators, ego masturbators and two-faced meddlers.

False prophets can make the insane look sane and make the sane look profane. Remember that true humanity has nothing to do with fallacy or profanity. They'll make you second guess your sanity. They are the harbingers of chaos and calamity not by the hands of god or the devil but by the hands of men and women who have chosen to sacrifice their humanity. Sacrificing their conscience and soul for earthly power excusing their using of religion and GOD as a weapon, thinking that they are the chosen ones and perverting the Nazerene's original tenets, of true Christianity. 

Shadow words abound turning sister against sister and brother against brother. Making money the new god and man the new devil as we wage war on one another. 

Beware those that have hate in their heart and in the words they give their voice too. To love and to lead with love is a choice, to hate another because they are not like you, makes you spiritually vulnerable. Let's not forget that hate is a choice, too. 

You'll know a false prophet by the lies they spout. Engaging you with theatrics, chicanery and  equivocation with venomous  eloquence, that poisons your heart and mind with doubts. 

They speak shadow words that incite you, that excite you, that move you and ignite you. Casting an illusion of solidarity with others who also have fallen under the sway of shadow, just like you. 

The shadow words of a false prophet are designed to awaken your darker nature. Their intent is to control your soul and behavior. They seek to make you believe that not only do you need a savior but that they are that savior. They know most people would do anything for their savior which puts you and everybody else, in clear and present danger.

Before you are lulled into a state of somnambulance, wake up and take a good look at who you're listening too. Theology dictates that the bible was written by men after their savior, the son of GOD, was crucified again, by men. So, until proven otherwise, the only savior that can truly save you, is you.

 

OCCULT PRINCIPLES CURRICULUM. (A BRIEF OVERVIEW.)

PSYCHIC DEVELOPMENT CURRICULUM. (A BRIEF OVERVIEW.)

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Super Heroes 101: "HOW TO FIGHT EVIL."

Super Hero 101: "HOW TO FIGHT EVIL"

When I was a child I figured out that I could do things. Magical things. Read people, tarot cards, see, hear and feel the dead, communicate with elementals and much more. I was 12 years old when I decided to explore these gifts. That was when, I decided to fight evil. As a child, I saw evil as a singular tangible force that opposed everything good. Like criminals, black magicians and anything and everything that opposed my idea of what good was. I used to think fighting evil was like the comic books I used to read, punching and kicking the bad guys or dropping spells on those dastardly black magicians and all would be made right and good saves the day. I look back at my innocence and naiveté and smile with both love and sadness for how little my child self knew in those days. How much my mother struggled to keep the darkness of the world at bay to keep my childhood and innocence intact. Thanks, mama. I know it was almost an impossible task.

Now, as an adult I understand that good and evil are subjective polarities. They are subjective interpretations of how we preceive the world and the actions and reactions with in it. Are people who don't worship god like you do, evil? Are people evil because they don't worship god at all? Are people good because they go to church every sunday? Are people good if they follow the law even though in following the law, they destroy innocent lives? Nothing in this world is black and white. Nothing in this world is as simple as good and evil. Nothing in this world is as it seems and quite possibly, it never was.

In this world, one's hero is another person's villain and one's villain another person's hero. In the end it doesn't really matter because in the fullness of time, we collectively destroy,  outgrow or forget both. This is because in the fullness of time, good evolves into evil and evil evolves into good. This cycle or process is part of our very evolution and can take decades,  centuries or even a couple of millennia and is often a very painful process.

Evil is not tangible. It isn't something you can fight with old fashioned fisticuffs or Kung Fu kicks. Evil, true evil, is amorphous. It is hate, superiority, greed, racism, weaponized ignorance, bigotry, corruption, sociopathy, the dehumanization and demonization of others that don't agree, look or act like you, its the weaponization of fear, hate and religion to subjugate the already disenfranchised. Evil is the persecution of the innocent and the villianization of innocents by the very ones doing the persecution. Its the justification of murder and use of the law to terrorize, abuse and kill those the law swore to protect. Evil is Gestapo-esque organizations rounding up people for deportation for being in a country illegally even though this country was and currently is, stolen land and our very Government from its very inception, is the true and original illegal interloper. Not everyone who disagrees with you is your enemy or evil nor is everyone who agrees with you, your friend or good. It's not that simple. Nothing has ever been that simple. Nothing.

So, how do you fight an amorphous and indefinite evolutionary principle that all things must go through or experience in order to evolve and grow? How do you fight against evil? You study it. You study how it was created, how it manifested, you investigate it's roots, what nurtures it, you study it's appeal to others who may advocate, tolerate, are complicit with it and those who embrace it, you study how it corrupts. Evil is much like a virus in that it follows the same behavioral patterns a virus does. Evil will infiltrate, infect, mulitply and corrupt. When fighting any kind of evil follow this simple formula: filtration (filtering), disinfection (cleaning), decreasing (reducing) and purging (removing and purifying). This formula can be implemented in the fight against perceived evil by perceiving/using this formula as a concept, principle and/or process that can be modified for any medium or platform. You can even upgrade your current strategies of fighting evil by retrofitting them with this simple formula.

Always remember, truly fighting evil starts inside us. By looking inside our selves and being honest about who we are, our justifications, our passions, our motives, our agendas, our fears and acknowledging what we're doing to others and why. Once we've fought the evil inside ourselves, we will have the experience and power to fight the complicated and intangible evil in the world.