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Neither pariah;
nor revenant-
but glorious DEMON,
I shall abrade
this harliquin guise!
8 of the 9 voids as whispered to ThirdAuthor
of the birthing of chaos, It's acceptance to Satan, and It's eventful exile from Hell to Earth; also
translated from 15 of the ancient documants scattered throughout the world; from Scotland, Bhukatan, Sardinia-Gallura
just to mention a few translations; from early Asiatic writings, Anglo-European and Japanese. From periods
of T'ang Dynasty 618-907AD Middle Ages to present.
within
these
enshrouded
walls of darkness
i pen
the jeremaid diction
of epithetic
resolve; breathed
to me
by intoning
whisper from the one
that i know
only-
as
"the Presence".
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-LUCID-
(1)This is the epoch of hollowness.
The formless clarity within;
the emptiness of nothingness.
Known as "The Calm", this is the
-1st Void: Lucid Chaos-
-PRIMAL-
(2)You have discovered nothingness.
Known as "The Awakening" or
"Hara". The moment of attaining
the center of true self. This is
-the 2nd Void: Primal Chaos-
-ENIGMA-
(3)Inanity reaping enlightenment,
you have attained the pith of self.
Stigmata of the formless void,
casting shadows pitch and blackened
across the eclipse of darkness.
Energy of aggressiveness coalescing
within emptiness of potential.
You have become.
Dreamless dreamer awakening,
from the somber seas of abyss.
Opening your blood stained eyes,
the windows to your pit.
From awareness to obscurity.
This is the 3rd Void : Enigma Chaos.
-ABERRATION-
(4)abandoned
shunned by the light
Your totality
of engendered Darkness
and unfit bedlam
chambers of dementia
are fused into
an annihilative
voodoo
even the dregs
from the ghettos of Hell
consider You
a disavoweled freak
as You wander
alone
tempest enraged
entropy and chaos
evolved
Deliverance from Thy enemies of Self
You now have a Master to serve and
guide You. You travel on Your path of
unholy sagacity, school books in hand;
fires of Hell benieth Your feet.
From obscurity to cognizance;
the acquisition of knowledge.
This is the
-4th Void:
Aberration Chaos-
-Sectum-
(5)You are
the severed corpse
of decimation.
Ripping and gnawing
at your own
hecatomb masque.
Damned from Hell,
cursed by Heaven,
Earth has become
your exile.
Black as tar
this Hollowed Soul.
You've endured many
a tangent course;
yet forboding tasks
are still at hand.
Flesh for the slaughter
and no soul for
you to possess,
You forge
Your blood thirsty path
with carrion inquisition
against all humankind.
...And Your Self.
This is the 5th:
Void Sectum Chaos
-abstract:
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You cast your Demons
out unto the exspanse.
Yet You eat Your young
without a seconds glanse of reason.
And haunted
by Your own treason
there lurks the EVIL
that still You cannot quite grasp.
IT
is the deepest and darkest Void.
The Only THING that ever gave You a moments chance
in HELL.
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