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THE ONTOLOGY & THEOLOGY OF TRADITIONAL SATANISM

{ October 30, 2009 @ 9:46 am } · { Ontology and Theology of Satanism }
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The Ontology and Theology of Traditional Satanism

The Nature of Reality According to Traditional Satanism

The fundamental ontological axioms of the Sinister Way of Tradtional Satanism are: (1) there are two types of being, differentiated by whether or not they possess, or manifest, what is termed acausal energy, and (2) that we can only correctly and currently know a manifestation of acausal energy, an acausal being, through our currently under-developed and under-used psychic faculties.

Reality, for Traditional Satanism, is postulated to be the Cosmos, with this Cosmos having a bifurcation of being: that is, the Cosmos exists – is manifest – in both causal space-time, and in what we term acausal space-time. Causal space-time has three causal spatial dimensions and one causal Time dimension, and acausal space-time has n number (a currently undefined number) of acausal dimensions (which are not spatial) and an acausal Time dimension. Causal space-time can thus be considered to the phenomenal, physical, universe we are aware of through our senses, and this universe is governed by physical laws and contains physical, causal, matter/energy.

Traditional Satanism posits, and accepts, that they are acausal beings existing in acausal space-time ( see footnote 1 ) just as there are causal beings existing in causal space-time, which causal beings include our own human species, and the life which shares this planet, Earth, with us.
According to Traditional Satanism, all causal living beings (existing or having their being in the causal physical universe) are understood as a presencing, in the causal, of acausal being (or energy) by the fact that they are alive. That is, all causal living beings are all connexions – nexions – between the causal and the acausal continuums.

The Being of Nature
Nature may be defined as that innate creative (acausal) force (or energy) which operates in the physical world, on this planet, and which causes, or is the genesis of, and controls, causal living organisms in certain ways. These “certain ways” are the laws of Nature. The ‘evolution of species’ is a term used to describe one theory about one of the ways in which Nature is assumed to work, in the causal Universe (the causal continuum).

Nature can thus be conceived as a type of being. This does not mean that Nature should be understood in anthropomorphic terms, but rather that Nature is a living, changing, entity: some-thing which is alive; that is, Nature is another example of a nexion – of where there is a connexion between the causal continuum and the acausal continuum. We ourselves, as human beings, are simply – on planet Earth – one manifestation, one presencing, of Nature among many: that is, we are subject to the laws of Nature, the laws which govern organic change and organic life itself. Like all causal life on this planet, we causal beings are born, we grow and change, and our causal being dies, that is, ceases to be imbued with – to be animated by – acausal energy. That is, “we” cease to have a causal life.

Most Earth cultures had, or have, a belief that Nature is living, and the Mother of, the bringer-forth of, all life.

In olden times, Nature herself was often personified in terms of gods, and goddesses. That is, we apprehended Nature in terms of ourselves – in terms of individual causal beings with names, a history and a distinct personality. However, this type of apprehension is no longer necessary nor valid since we have developed, over the last few thousand years, the faculty of pure reason, and the faculty of acausal empathy, and can understand Nature, ourselves and the cosmos beyond Nature, in a natural manner without such intermediate abstract forms. That is, we can now apprehend Nature as Nature is. Hitherto, we projected human-type causal forms onto Nature in an effort to comprehend Nature as we did not possess much of an understanding of the Cosmos beyond Nature and beyond the causal, and how Nature is but part of this causal and acausal Cosmos.
The Philosophy of Traditional Satanism

The essential starting point for a philosophy is to pose, and answer, the questions about the origin and meaning of life – or, more specifically, about our causal lives, as human beings, in the causal Universe, on this planet we call Earth.

Traditional Satanism does not believe that we human beings, and causal life itself, was created by some Supreme Being, which supreme Being is commonly referred to as God. According to Traditional Satanism, life evolved naturally on this planet, from finite beginnings we as yet do not precisely understand. The essence of the Traditional Satanism perspective about our origins in the causal Universe is reason – or rather, what used to be called Natural Philosophy: through observation, experiment and the use of reason, or logic, we can understand our world, the causal Cosmos, and ourselves. Thus, Traditional Satanism is, in one important respect, a rationalist Way of Life which accepts: (1) that the Causal Universe (or Causal Reality) exists independently of us and our consciousness, and thus independent of our senses; (2) our limited understanding of this causal ‘external world’ depends for the most part upon our senses – that is, on what we can see, hear or touch; that is, on what we can observe or come to know via our senses; (3) logical argument – reason – and experiment are the best means to knowledge and understanding of and about this ‘external world’; (4) the Causal Universe is, of itself, a reasoned order subject to rational laws; (5) our faculty of acausal-empathy is a means for us to know the nexion we are, and how we can discover our correct relationship to all other life. Thus, practical reason – Natural Philosophy – enables us to comprehend the external, physical, causal, Universe.

Furthermore, Traditional Satanism also affirms that the knowledge and understanding of the causal Universe – achieved by means of reason and observation – is not the only type of knowledge and understanding available to us, for there is knowledge and understanding of the acausal continuum, and the acausal beings who, or which, exist (and “live”) there, and that our psychic faculties enable us to sense, to begin to know, and are one means of comprehending, acausal Life in all its variety and forms. An axiom of Traditional Satanism is that by developing our latent psychic faculties we can gain a better understanding – and more knowledge of – Nature, of the acausal, and of acausal beings, and thus of ourselves.

The Answers of Traditional Satanism

The Philosophy of Traditional Satanism accepts that the purpose of our mortal, causal, lives is essentially two fold. First, to change, to develope, to evolve, ourselves, and to explore and to enjoy the possibilities that causal life offers – for our mortal, causal, life is a limited, finite, opportunity. Second, that if we develope, evolve, ourselves in a particular way – and especially if we develope our psychic faculties – there exists the possibility of us, as a new type of being, living-on beyond our causal death, in the acausal continuum.

Thus, the Philosophy of Traditional Satanism asserts:

(1) That we human beings possess the potential to participate in and to control our own evolution – that is, we have the (mostly latent) ability to consciously evolve to become the genesis of a new human species, and that genuine esoteric Arts – and especially and in particular The Dark Arts – are one of the most viable ways by which such a conscious evolution can occur;

(2) That genuine esoteric knowledge and insight – and thus genuine self-understanding and self-evolution – requires both a development of our latent psychic faculties and a practical knowledge of the acausal continuum deriving from a coming-to-know acausal beings;

(3) That what has hitherto been known and described as magic(k) – especially Dark Sorcery, or Black Magic(k) – is one effective means of coming-to-know certain acausal beings, and is thus a beginning to understanding the acausal itself.

Our psychic faculties include what may be termed acausal empathy (otherwise know as sinister empathy, or esoteric/magickal empathy) and acausal thinking.

Acausal empathy is basically sensitivity to, and awareness of, acausal energies as these energies are presenced in living beings, in Nature, and/or presenced in the causal either via some acausal being, or directly, as “raw” acausal energy (that is, acausal energy trying to find some causal form to inhabit). Various esoteric (Occult) means and techniques exist to develope such acausal empathy.

Acausal thinking is basically apprehending the causal, and acausal energy, as these “things” are – that is, beyond all causal abstractions, and beyond all causal symbols, and symbolism, where such causal symbols include language, and the words and terms that are part of language, and what has hitherto been regarded as the terms and symbols of conventional Occultism, for such conventional Occultism is ineluctably bound to causal thinking. Various genuine esoteric (Occult) means and techniques exist to develope such acausal thinking. An important aspect of acausal thinking is thinking in terms of acausal time – that is, not in terms of the linear “cause and effect” of the causal continuum, bur rather in what can be inaccurately described in terms of Simultaneity, of there being “action at a distance” unlike in conventional (causal) physics.

The Living Beings of The Acausal

According to Traditional Satanism, there are several types of distinct acausal beings who exist in the acausal continuum, known to us – historically and otherwise – from Adepts who, having developed acausal empathy and acausal thinking, have discovered or come to know of, such beings.

Acausal beings are beyond our causal concepts and abstractions. Some dwell (and can only exist in) the acausal spaces, while others can dwell or be manifest in both the acausal and the causal, with there being many different types of acausal entities all of which have their own “nature” or type of being. Essentially, they have no physical form, as we define and understand physical form (for example, a body) although some types of acausal being, who can dwell or manifest or be presenced in our causal spaces, can dwell-within, or presence themselves within or be presenced within, a causal form such as a living body or being (including a human being) and some of the acausal beings who can or who have done this are known as “shapeshifters”. We cannot “see”or detect (by our limited physical senses or by using causality-based physical instruments) unpresenced acausal beings who may be transiting through or dwelling-within our causal spaces (our physical world/universe) if such beings have not accessed, or presenced themselves, in some causal, living, form (or even, in most cases, even if they have done this). However, some of us (and some other life) may sometimes “feel” or be aware of some such acausal beings: for example, if we possess a certain type of empathy or have the esoteric knowledge to detect some such transiting or in-dwelling acausal beings.

Since these acausal beings are beyond our causal concepts and abstractions, it is incorrect to judge such beings according to our limited, causal, “morality”. They are neither “good” nor “evil”. They live according to their own nature, as acausal beings, just as, for example, a wild predatory animal lives according to its wild predatory nature. According to esoteric tradition, there are some acausal beings who are drawn or who have been in the past been drawn toward our causal spaces (our physical universe/world) because they do or have acquired the ability to “feed off” certain types of emotion (or “states of being”) which emotion (or “states of being”) are but types of energy.

Due to the nature of the acausal spaces (and thus the nature of acausal energy) acausal beings do not “die” as we die and do not “age” as we age. Furthermore, our causal concept of physical travel (or movement) which takes causal time is irrelevant to and does not apply to such beings, due to their very nature as acausal beings. However, most acausal beings are not, by our standards, “all-powerful” and many cannot change or restructure temporal things, just as some cannot transit to (“be presenced in”) the causal spaces, or dwell-within causal beings, without some aid or assistance in opening a nexion or nexions (which in many instances is just a direct connexion between the causal and acausal spaces).

According to tradition, some of these known acausal beings have been collectively described by the term The Dark Gods, or The Dark Ones (or The Dark Immortals), and included in this particular type of acausal being is the entity more commonly known to us as Satan, and that entity which we, limited causal, mortal beings, describe as the female counterpart of Satan, who – according to The Dark Tradition inherited by the ONA – has the name Baphomet, and who is the dark, violent, Goddess – the real Mistress of Earth (and of Nature) – to whom human sacrifices were, and are, made and who ritualistically and symbolically washes in a basin full of the blood of Her victims. According to aural legend, She – as one of The Dark Gods – is also a shapeshifter who has intruded (”visited”, been presenced or manifest) on Earth in times past, and who can manifest again if certain rituals are performed and certain sacrifices made. Traditionally, it was to Baphomet that Initiates and Adepts of the Dark Tradition dedicated their chosen, selected, victims when a human culling was undertaken, and such cullings were – and are – regarded as one of the prerequisites for attaining sinister Adeptship.

Importantly, Traditional Satanism does not regard Satan – or any of The Dark Ones, such as Baphomet – as conventional “gods” or “goddesses” are understood, and thus as beings to be worshipped, feared, and obeyed in a conventional religious sense. Instead, they are regarded as sinister friends; as new found companions; and may be likened to long-lost sisters and brothers or other relatives; and – in the case of Satan and Baphomet – as akin to our hitherto unknown mother and father, to be thus admired and respected, but never “worshipped”. In addition, and in the case of some of these dark entities, they are, or can be considered as, our lovers. Thus, our relationship to these acausal beings is certainly not one of fear, or of subservience.

In addition, the term The Dark Gods is to be understood as but a useful, somewhat Old Aeon (that based on causal thinking), inherited exoteric term to describe a particular acausal species many of whom are known to and named by The Dark Tradition, which species, when manifest in the causal, are certainly far more powerful than human beings. Thus, the conventional names given to some such acausal beings as are known to us, or which have been known to human beings in ages past, are only exoteric names; only imperfect, causal, terms which are useful symbols.

Thus, a name such as “Satan” does not fully describe the real acausal nature and character of that specific acausal being, which acausal being has an esoteric name – an acausal name deriving from acausal thinking and acausal knowing – which better describes such a being.

The Question of God

The philosophy of Traditional Satanism does not assume nor accept that there is a supreme Being, or deity. That is, a supreme creator Being does not and never has existed, and such a figure is regarded as a human, a causal, abstraction, a human manufactured construct, a myth, which human beings, and thus certain religions and theologies and philosophies, have incorrectly imposed upon the reality of the Cosmos in a vain attempt to understand it, and themselves. Thus, our Satan – our Dark One – is not subservient to some omnipotent God, but is instead a particular type of living acausal being, subject only to the natural laws of the acausal continuum.

The Question of Evil and The Existence of Satan

What has been conventionally termed “the question (or the problem) of evil” – by other philosophies and religions and Way of Life – does not exist for Traditional Satanism since Traditional Satanism accepts that conventional morality is a causal abstraction: some causal form, or some dogma, which is incorrectly projected onto the nature, the reality, of the causal continuum, and which abstraction obscures our real, and our of necessity individual, connexion to the Cosmos. That is, conventional morality – like all religious dogma and all laws – takes away, or restricts, the inalienable individual freedom of a living human being to be an individual: to be that singular, unique, nexion they are to the acausal.

For Traditional Satanism, it is only and ever the individual who – developing acausal empathy and acausal thinking – can directly comprehend and directly implement meaning, whether this “meaning” be described by such limited, causal terms as “morality”, and evil and law – based as these causal terms are on the restriction, the oppression, of causal thinking. Thus, Traditional Satanism is a genuine liberation and a genuine evolution of the individual, for Traditional Satanism gives the individual access to the very essence of their own, individual, being: which is the acausal energy that animates them, making them alive, and which is also the apprehension and understanding of them as a unique nexion, of the acausal continuum itself, and of the acausal life that resides there, and which can – in some circumstances – be manifest in our own causal continuum.

Hence, a knowing of such acausal beings as Satan and Baphomet are one means whereby we, as individuals, can come to know ourselves, to evolve ourselves, and come to understand the meaning and purpose of our causal, mortal lives: which is to live-on beyond our causal death, in the acausal continuum as a new type, a new species, of immortal acausal being.

This individual and unique discovering of meaning by individuals, this knowing of such acausal beings – this understanding of how and why beings such as Satan exist – is a learning of the Art of Dark Sorcery, part of which learning is developing acausal empathy and acausal thinking, and it is the transmission of this dark and ancient Art, and its use by individuals, which is the raison d’etre of that sinister association known as The Order of Nine Angles.

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Anton Long
Order of Nine Angles

Footnotes:

(1) For convenience, acausal space-time will often be referred to simply as “the acausal”, and causal space-time as “the causal”. Also, the causal refers to the causal Universe of causal space-time, and the acausal to the acausal Universe of acausal space-time, with both the causal and the acausal Universes together forming the Cosmos.

The causal Universe is also sometimes referred to as “the causal continuum”, and the acausal Universe as “the acausal continuum”.

CAVEMEN

{ October 11, 2009 @ 7:08 pm } · { Cavemen }
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The Modern Profane Satanist

There was a debate going on somewhere which was started after I had posted something that David Myatt had written very recently. I left it uninterrupted, just as it was written by the deep mind it came from. There was an ONA Initiate and another very intelligent and intuitive person who after reading that article written by D. Myatt were creatively stimulated and began to see esoteric insights that weren’t objectively written, but was “hinted at.” Several literalist profane Satanists came along and rejected the article stating that D. Myatt was incoherent and did not clearly and precisely state his idea as a good writer should, and therefore Myatt somehow lacked communication skills, and thus, esoteric insights which were never written down by the author in the article was “seen” out of either confusion or a subconscious attempt to make sense of the nonsensical on the part of the seer.

Later this group of literalist profane Satanists naturally started yet another internet debate on communication and language, where they demonstrated what clear and precise writing looked like. Like Christians bible thumping and quoting infallible scriptures to back up circular arguments, these profane Satanists started – as they often do – quoting the infallible Webster and Wikipedia and of course no profane Satanic debate is complete without a quote from LaVey.

As if to say that Webster came first before human language. I have always assumed that what we know of as “communication” and language came first. Then the writing came second, and only afterwards did Webster define words. When I speak or carry a conversation with somebody, neither I nor the person I am speaking with carries a dictionary and looks up every word the other person is using to make sure they are using the word as the Grammar Pope infallibly defined it in his Dick-tionary. As if to say that one year old babies learn their language from reading and studying a dictionary.

When I use a dictionary, it is to simply look up a word I have never seen before to find the general definition of that word. Once I learn the definition of a word, I usually take into consideration such things as what other words are surrounding it, because context affects meaning. When I do personally learn a new word, the more I use it, the more it grows to have a value and quality which is unique to me. The word evolves, in other words over time when it is used. The word “cool” today has more meaning than it did a hundred years ago. To me, the words “down,” “claim,” “represent,” and “flag,” have very different meanings – as it does to anyone familiar with gang culture – which meanings are not found in Webster’s infallible holy book. But this does not make such words when we use it any less valid.

The essence of my first topical point is that this is one thing I really hate about mundanes and Homo Hubris: Orthodoxy. Everything has to be precisely written and accurately defined and deviation from such clearly written and defined things is absolutely unacceptable: be they alternative religious ideologies or common words. What’s the big deal asks the common literalist. The big deal is such orthodoxy or dogma kills human creativity and causes stagnation, disallowing a natural, slow and numinous progression or evolution to occur: be it the evolution of language, religious philosophies, Self, or Civilization, or whatever.

But this dependency on the mundanes part to need things to be precisely written in clearly defined words, so they can be spoon-fed what to precisely think and believe lead me to recall a Platonic allegory I once heard.

It’s a simple allegory with profound esoteric insights: There was a tribe of people living in a cave for a very long time. These cave people were to afraid to leave their cave, so that cave was the only reality they were born and conditioned in.

Each day, at a certain hour the light outside their cave gets dark. And when it gets dark these strange shadows appears dancing on their walls. Now the elders of this caveman tribe would interpret the dancing shadows, explaining what they are and what they mean to the rest of the cavemen.

Anyways, one day a boy from the cave just walks out of the cave because he was curious. Eventually he dis-covers that the light comes from the sun, and as the sun sets, a different tribe of people build bon fires and dance around the fire, and the fire casts their dancing shadows into his cave. And that’s the basics of the story.

Now, when the boy enters the picture, there becomes two forms or methods of apprehending the same dancing shadow phenomenon: 1) Indirectly through middlemen as most of the cavemen did to get their information; or 2) Directly without a middleman as the boy did. This second method of extracting insight directly from its source in Theravada Buddhism is called Vibhajjavada, literally meaning “Teaching of Analysis.” This doctrine says that insight must come from the aspirant’s own direct experience, and critical investigation. But what exactly is the source of insight hinted at, which the analyzer must directly immerse itself in to experience, to extract such insight? If you asked the boy in the cave allegory this question, he would answer: That which exists outside the cave. In other words, it is that “thing” we call “Life,” “Reality,” “The Book of Nature,” which is to be directly experienced: minus the middlemen.

This brings us to the second topical point: the very Methodology of the Sinister Order of Nine Angles as an esoteric order. The ONA time after time, stresses, urges, and forces its Initiates to put the manuscripts down and directly experience life/reality/nature to work on going beyond what limits mundane society has placed on the Initiates. And from that direct exposure to the very living source of insight, the Initiate gains insights. Such insights and esoteric knowledge and wisdom is not and was not written anywhere in any book in a very clear and well defined erudite and grammatically correct manner on a tree or rock in nature. Each Initiate of the Sinister Way must have it in him/her to be empathetic and intuitive enough to extract and apprehend such unwritten insights by themselves. “You must figure things out on your own,” so the ONA states again and again. Thus, there is a personal progression and dis-covering. The pupil being the Initiate, the teacher being Life. There is no middleman that comes in between.

But it is very different with these mundanes. Rather than immerse themselves directly into Life, they fetter themselves in that allegorical cave and they depend on the accurately, clearly, and precisely written literal words of a Webster, a LaVey, a Saint Paul to spoon feed them their information. To tell them what is definitively real and unreal, what is definitively right and wrong. What is clearly and definitely true and false. What to believe and what to not believe. Like the cavemen in that allegorical cave, the mundanes need a middle man to interpret Life and Reality for them in dictionaries, wikipedia articles, Satanic Bibles, Holy Bibles, and such. Where are their minds and awareness focused and from what are their minds misdirected? Their awareness is focused and immersed in dead letters, and dead books, often written by long dead men. Having their awareness focused and attached to books and the clearly written word, and having been dependent on a middleman or “reality dealer” for so long, they do not see the Natural World, nor can they “read” this Great Book of Nature. Neither have these mundanes; regardless of what middleman product or premanufactured “reality in a book” they agree with to believe; the ability to empathize with Nature, to creatively and intuitively extract any esoteric knowledge, because they need and require things to be plainly and frankly written out for them.

Which leads us to the third topical point: The suckiness of the mundanes and profane Satanists and why they don’t qualify to be of the ONA.

These profane Satanists, like the mundanes that they are need a Satanic Bible and a High Priest to clearly and precisely tell them what to believe. They need LaVey to codify “Satanism” for them, because they can’t do it themselves. They need LaVey to clearly explain to them what a Baphomet is, because they can’t see any meaning in such things with their mundane eyes. They need LaVey to tell them how to be a “Satanist,” what to do, and what “Satanists,” believe in and don’t believe in.

Having been spoon-fed their religion and “reality” in well written precise words, they become confused, when they encounter someone like David Myatt who supposedly was a Satanist, supposedly founded a Sinister Order, but converted to Islam. After reading Wikipedia articles and other clearly written texts precisely stating that Myatt is a Muslim they believe what they read – what they are told by others, by written letters – and they lack the ability to figure things out by themselves. They lack the ability to question things and investigate on their own to dis-cover things, because they have been trained and conditioned to accept the written words of “authorities.”

Such people like this do not qualify or have what it takes to be of the ONA. We’re not just talking about a simple exchange of one codified belief for another. Like a profane Satanists or mundane can just throw his old indoctrinations out to adopt ONA ones, and if he refuses, we don’t accept him. The fundamental issue is that such people are devoid of the fundamental essence, nature, and pragmatism required by the ONA, to make the Sinister Way work in the real world.

If the ONA is an esoteric order, with unwritten esoteric insights and methodology, how is such a mundane person to see and extract such insights when he is inherently incapable?

If the ONA teaches that its Initiates must directly experience Life to extract valuable insights from it. How will the mundane or profane Satanist do this when they need to read shit clearly written in a book to know anything?

If the ONA says that you are on your own and you need to figure things out by yourself. How are these mundanes and profane Satanists going to do this if they need a middleman to figure things out for them. They are fundamentally Consumers: consumers of already manufactured product.

The ONA is not a finished, codified, already manufactured product. It is continuously evolving and progressing. Changing like human language naturally has and does evolve and change over time. The ONA will only become inert and stagnant: a dogmatic orthodoxy; if these mundanes and profane Satanists become ONA. Because of the very fact that they need things written precisely and clearly and their natural need to keep things well defined, so they can quote it and thump on it.

The reason why mundanes and profane Satanists are like this is because they are inherently empty inside. In other words: they have no true sense of Self or of who they are. They are not true individuals, meaning their individuation is psychologically and emotionally underdeveloped. All they have is a superficial ego: which they deify. Such things as labels, and defined written “things” compensate their lack of a Numinous and Natural Self Identity. It gives their superficial egos something superficial to hold onto: to identify with. Their egos takes a label “Satanism” and that label becomes their identity. And when they are asked: well, if you are a “Satanist” what is a “Satanist?” They will bust out their Webster or Satanic Bible, look for their clearly defined statements which precisely defines what a “Satanist” is and say: Here, it says it in here clearly what I am. Which is to say that these mundanes’ distorted perception of Self and their underdeveloped individuation is entirely dependent on such definitions and books: without which they would have absolutely no sense or awareness of Self. Thus, do these mundanes – whatever labels they wear – make it a life and death matter to hold onto such books and such definitions of things, because their “existence” completely depends on such definitions and books.

From their sense of “self,” it makes no sense that a “Satanist,” can also be a Muslim. Because obviously, as Webster defines the two words; and clearly the written Satanic Bible and Quran contradict each other. It’s like an apple being an orange at the same time.

But from our point of view, someone like David Myatt is just Human who first tasted an orange, and then an apple, perhaps for a sinister purpose. Because most of us in the ONA are Human. We understand innately that we are Human. We have a developed strong sense of Self. We have a living Numinous and Natural Self Image. And we know and understand that things like labels, books, definitions, and such are unreal and superficial. That we do not become what labels we wear, what books we read and believe at the moment, and we know that our living Humanness cannot ever be defined in some dictionary or book. Because we know that our Humanness – which is our genuine Self Identity – has its life and reality in the Living Unwritten Cosmos, rather than in some definition or some book.

I am still me, Chloe, regardless of what clothes I wear; what accessories I have on. I am still me regardless of what I may feel or think. Regardless of what I choose to believe in, whether it was Santa Clause when I was younger, or whatever. I am not my beliefs, such things change with a mere change of mind and angle of perception. I am not an –ism and even the many volumes of ONA manuscripts don’t even define who and what I am. This is called having a strong sense of Self. Of knowing who and what you are. I am Human, and all I am doing is Experiencing. And from these experiences I have in the Causal World of Phenomena, I evolve and grow as an individual and become more than what I was before. And this is the very first fundamental objective of the ONA.

Those mundanes and profane Satanists do not have this. How can they directly experience anything, when they are lost in books and dead words? They do not know what reality is unless you define it for them. They do not even know what they are to try and change or evolve themselves. To them changing themselves is just switching from a Theistic Satanist to an Atheistic one. And even that requires a debate over written words and definitions.

It is the very nature of the Mundane – Satanist, Christian, or Materialistic Atheist who believes in scientific dogma – to define limits and to stay within the boundaries of such limits. This is the very reason why they quote their Webster, their Satanic Bibles, their Holy Bibles, their Newtons. We are the opposite: the adversary of set or established defined limits. It is the nature of a sinister individual to look for defined limits, and to surmount, or go beyond such limits: be they personal limits, religious limits, moral limits, ethical, social, sexual, secular, or political. No limit, standard, definition, law, established boundary is sacred to us, it’s all getting transgressed. This is the very meaning and understanding of what “Heresy” is. It’s the very meaning and understanding of what the word “Sinister” is essentially: people who go the Wrong way. To be sinister means to go in the opposite direction of what has been defined and established to be Right by mundanes! The very nature of a mundane and the profane Satanist disqualifies them to be sinister by nature.

You don’t have to be a serial killer to be “sinister,” I would encourage it though. But the “Sinister Way” just basically means the “Other Way,” the “Opposite Way” everybody else is going in; the “Adversarial Way,” the “Heretical Way,” the “Left or Unright Way.” Think “satan” as in the essential meaning of that word. “Satan” and it’s feminine form “Sitnah” in its original Hebrew means “To Resist,” or “To Be An Advasary To Something.” From the verb “Satah” meaning “To Turn Aside,” “Turn Down,” “Decline.” So the essence of the word “Satan” and “Sinister” roughly expresses the same concept: Resisting or rejecting, turning down, or being an adversary to the accepted way, the right way, the established way.

But the word Sinister as the ONA uses it also denotes a practical way of resisting, and opposing: through ones acts and deeds, to transgress whatever limits which the mundanes have set religiously or politically, or howeverwise; practically, physically, pragmatically. Especially in regards to the State. Because the State is in essence nothing more then the conglomeration of The Enemy: the Mundanes, making laws and setting social limits. But what exactly does all this mean? To give an example: if the mundanes established a law that says: Thou shalt not murder; the sinister individual is the kind that has it in his/her inner nature to resist, reject, and practically transgress that accepted way by culling. The act of this sinister individual going against the established grain of society is done out of a fierce sense of natural individuation, knowing that he is by Nature free to do as he pleases, so long as that culling benefits him, rather than submit to a limit these mundanes have placed on him to make themselves feel safe.

It is not in the mundane Homo Hubris’ character and inner nature to be sinister: to physically through act and deed, reject and resist its own kind. Pragmatism and wyrd are alien concepts to the mundanes. They only know Belief, Words, and exoterically, clearly written orthodoxy. Profane Satanists of whatever brand don’t reject anything. They still exist within the Christian Matrix or Wetlanschauung. They still follow the secular laws of their cities and states set by mundanes: the very herd they pretend to hate. They are still duped into playing the religion game like everyone else. They still follow ethical and social protocols. And worse, they try very hard to make their “Satanism” acceptable to society. What is sinister about that?

Having what it takes to be ONA is uncommon. It is a quality or essence one already is by nature. You do not study to become sinister. You already are sinister by nature. You do not study to be Human, you already are Human by nature. You don’t read some book to know what Life/Nature is. You do not study to learn to see the subtle esoterica in Life and things, it is an occult ability and quality that is natural to those who are ONA. We don’t have to follow or worship David Myatt or read any ONA MSS to be ONA. If David Myatt did not make the ONA, all of us who are genuinely of the ONA know very well that each of us would have created it anyways. David Myatt just beat all of us to it. Just like a gang is unwritten, but yet the same in every city and nation, no matter who is involved. Because such things as the ONA and things like gangs are based on Primal Nature: the Nature we are in harmony with; which is our Self Identity. This is how we are by Nature. The mundanes and profane Satanists must read a book to find a superficial self. This is the essential difference between Us and them, and the reason why they can never be one of us. Birds of a feather do flock together. If your feathers aren’t sinister, and you’re not a Bird of Prey, you ain’t flocking with our kind.

Chloe 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

SINISTER BY NATURE

{ October 1, 2009 @ 3:24 pm } · { Sinister By Nature }
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Dreccian Moons

There’s Hardware, and then there’s Software. Software’s those computer programs of 1’s and 0’s that tells a computer what to do. The Hardware’s all the tangible buttons, the hard drive, the wires, and all those little things on the green boards. There’s a very big difference between the two. Your computer is still a computer even without the Software. You can change software and use different programs, and your computer is still a computer.

Back in the day, when I got into High School, I hung out with all the other Cambodians and Asians in a portion of campus everybody calls “Chinatown” because, for some reason: all the Asians that went to that school, all hung out there during breaks. And if you weren’t Asian and you walked though Chinatown, everybody looks at you like you done made a wrong turn somewhere and you were crazy or something. Unless you were in one of the many crews and sets [gangs].

Chinatown itself was divided into two sides. All the fobs [those skinny geeky Fresh Of the Boat Asians] who barely spoke English sat together on the left hand side by the wall, which they called “Silicone Valley.” And the Hardcore Asians congregated on the right hand side by the big cum tree. That’s what the tree was called. I don’t know the species, but every spring it blooms these pretty white flowers with 5 petals that smell like cum [sperm] so it’s call the cum tree. I asked the other girls there why it’s called a cum tree and they all just laughed. I had to take everybody’s word back then, since I never had the experience of smelling jizz personally at that time.

I still had some residual innocence left in me back then. So the hardcore Asians were intimidating, so I first sat with the fobs on the left side of Chinatown. But those guys on the other side can somehow smell out their own kind. One of them, a Vietnamese boy with baggy pants, shaven head, and tats, leaned forward from where he was sitting to look at me and said: “Looks like Silicone Valley got another fob.” One of the younger boys who was a tagger said: “That ain’t no fob, that’s Scooby’s cousin [Helter’s street name, an OG of TRG], “Jade” from EK [“Evil Kidz,” it was a very large tagger crew], she’s prolly getting one them software type to do her homework for her, come here and sit on the hardware side.” Then one of the OG in the group said: “Oh shit, you Scooby’s cousin; you don’t look Khmer.” So I walked over to the right side asking: “Why this called the hardware said?” And one of the other boys makes a fist and punches his open palm twice, to answer my question.

The right side of Chinatown was populated with all these, gangs, tagger crews, raver and racer crews, and their membership was all criss-crossed into each other. There were only two gangs there: Tiny Raskal Gang and their girls: LRG, Lady Raskal Gang, and all the Vietnamese boyz claimed FBZ [Fullerton Boyz]. I naturally started hanging out with the Lady Raskals, and the three OG: “A Sat” [The Animal, in Khmer], “A Vet” [short for A Svet meaning The Skinny, he was actually buff], and A Thea [The Thea, which was his name] became my best friends.

I don’t know if you’ve ever joined a gang of some type or even a tagger crew. There’s no Gang Bible, or some book called “How To Be a Gangbanger,” by Mr. Pelon or something. Gang members don’t really sit there with each other and talk about the philosophical mysteries of their gang and about the ontological ramifications of being a gangbanger. And they don’t recruit you either. It’s not like some gang member comes up to you cuz you look cool and says to you: “So yeah, I’m just representing a franchise of Tiny Raskal Gang you know. We beat people up, sometimes we shoot at them. So you wanna get sexed into our gang and, you know, sell drugs with us after school or something?”

Gangs operate on almost an instinctive, or primal human mode, which means the Essence and Way of Life that a gang may represent, does not need to be written, preached, lectured, philosophized, or pontificated. If you “get it,” you get it. If you don’t get it, then the shit ain’t for you. You can’t force or brainwash somebody who doesn’t get the essence of gang-life to be a gangbanger. You can dress him up to look like one, and even teach him the subcultural lingo of a gang, so he can sound like a gangbanger when he talks. But when it comes down to the hardware of “gang-ism,” will he be down for his shit? Will he slang the dope? Will he do drive-bies and kill rivals? Or is he a pussy in wolves clothing?

Being a gangbanger isn’t something which you study or practice to be. It isn’t an antiquarian pursuit or a college course. It’s something that you already are inside. It is an aspect of your own human nature, which expresses itself, or manifests itself, as what we call “gang affiliated behaviour.” You can be a total illiterate dumbass, and be the hardest gangbanger. In fact, being the “unthinking” type, makes a better gangbanger. If you were a general of an army at war, would you pick the philosophical, intellectual type to fill your ranks, or the type that just does shit and takes orders? They second type gets the work and war done. From a sociological, and urban anthropological perspective, this unwritten methodology of gangs is fascinating. Because despite the fact that nothing is written in some manuscript, a gang is always constitutionally identical in method, modus, and essence, no matter who composes the gang, or where in the world it functions.

You don’t know you’re “gang affiliated” until its too late. I just started hanging out with my new friends after school. And when you’re in a group setting, and everybody’s smoking weed, and they pass you the joint, you smoke it too. You smoke it because it’s primal and instinctive. You know instinctively that if you wanna get accepted by the group, to adopt their culture and way: to do what they do, or you’ll be rejected. It’s not like some gang mentor told me: “Ok Chloe, the first steps to being a genuine initiate of a gang is to dress slutty, do a lot of under age drinking of alcoholic beverages, practice a lot of premarital sex, smoke a lot of dope, speak English like you were under educated, and scratch anybody’s face that has letters on them that isn’t TRG or LRG.”

What seals the deal, isn’t the initiation process. Usually a street gang’s initiate process consists of members of the gang beating up the prospect member. Asian gangs may also burn you in with cigars, cigarettes, or incense. The initiation itself doesn’t really make you a member. It’s a psychological method by which the other members becomes emotionally aware that you desire to be a part of their subculture, thus, they emotionally are conditioned to accept you as a member. In the end, it’s your actions that makes you an genuine accepted member. Not the initiation.

What seals the deal and makes you a member of any gang, is the rival gang. If you are unfamiliar with gangs, then I don’t know how to explain this to you; unless you were involved in a skinhead gang? Your skinhead, swastika tats, mode of dress, and friends don’t really make you skinhead. These are just the tribal markings. What makes you a member of a skinhead gang are the jews and blacks, that get into your face.

For example, when I was hanging out with my chosen gang affiliates [Tiny Raskals, Lady Raskals] one time some place. There was a set of rival gang members from Asian Boyz who noticed us. That’s when a real confrontation happened. Both sides were yelling at each other. In such a situation, you have no time to think or articulate the situation. All you know instinctively is that there is a group of people hostile to you and your group, and you can either fight, or run away. That’s it. Those Asian Boyz and our boyz all went at each other right on the side walk. And then some of their girls ran straight for me and the other girls in our group. There’s no thinking involved. It’s just a primal doing and knowing. All you know is that those people aren’t “your people” and that the people you identify with is under attack. That rival group solidified my identification, subconsciously, with the group I was with. At the same time it severed any possible identification I may have with and for the rival group. I fought, and from that moment on, I “claimed” LRG. Again, this isn’t an intellectual phenomenon. Or as they say: Nothing brings people together like war or a shared disaster or life risking event. It happens subconsciously, and it plays with primal human instinct. It is what you do and what kind of person you are already inside that is the genuine essence and quality.

I can say in a way, that being a gangbanger has absolutely nothing to do with anything softcore a person might have. By “softcore” I mean the software or biological programs a person’s brain may be using or running on. I mean to say that the religion or atheism, the opinions and beliefs, the thoughts and ideologies, of a person has nothing to do with that person’s essential nature and character of being a gangbanger. Some gangbangers are atheists, some are Catholic, some Buddhist, some racist, some don’t give a shit what your skin color is, some are politically inclined, some don’t give a shit about politics, some are college educates, other are high school drop outs. These softcore things are irrelevant to the internal quality and character of what a gangbanger is and the acts and deeds he lives and manifests on the streets. The Hardware and Software of a person are two very different, separate phenomena. By “Hardware” I mean to say a person’s body, a persons tangible deeds and actions [his causal in put] in the causal realm of experience.

This is the background and culture our 352 came from. A culture where actions and deeds, or hardcore living speaks louder than words. A culture where debating, and thinking, and not being genuinely Sinister inside gets you killed eventually. Messing with this gang shit is no joke. You may at times believe it’s a joke or not take things too seriously, but your rival gang affiliates don’t give a fuck one way or the other how you are affiliated, how deep your into it, or how seriously you take your shit. If you’re affiliated, there’s a fist, a knife, a bullet or jail cell with your name on it somewhere out there. It’s just a matter of time. There’s no room in this life style for softcore bullshit. If you don’t do, you die.

We “came into” the ONA with this essence and mentality: this state of being. Nothing really changed about the game. Its just that now with ONA memes, we have certain aims, goals, and objectives to direct what we do naturally towards. You get what I’m saying? Instead of just being a gang that just aimlessly bangs on the street, there is an intent or direction to that banging. Or in otherwords: that banging, becomes a means to an end.

All those ONA manuscripts to us [352] are just biological programs. All they do is deprogram one’s old aeonic method of thinking which you were trained to adopt, and replaces it with a new way of seeing things. But once you’ve uploaded and installed the software, you get your ass back to business out there. Just because you’ve read ONA MSS doesn’t mean you are sinister or an associate. Sinister isn’t something you become after reading something. You are already a sinister predatorial individual; those manuscripts just helps you direct your already present Sinister Nature in the right direction. In the same sense that it don’t require shit to make a gangbanger except that hardcore quality they inherently have naturally.

This Sinister Way isn’t a religion. In the same way that gangbanging – or the “Gang Way” – isn’t a religion. It’s got nothing to do with an –ism or an –ology. It isn’t a grabbag or cluster of new beliefs and memeplexes that you carry around to make yourself feel “different” from others. It don’t fucking matter what the hell kind of softcore shit you carry in your head, whether it’s “Satanism,” atheism, or Christianity. Either case, it don’t get shit done because these are nothing more that mind toys which occupies the mind. Thinking, doesn’t do shit but produce more thinking. Philosophizing and debating don’t get shit done in the causal world. It just generates more shit talking. Just cuz you can talk shit, doesn’t mean you are the shit when it comes down to putting the shit into physical, real world practice. Just cuz you can quote Anton Long, don’t mean you are Sinister, especially if all you’ve been doing is talking, thinking, debating, and philosophizing the ONA.

And there’s a lot of talking and debating going on these days in these ONA yahoo groups. Talks about how many Anton Longs there are; if the old school MSS have more authority than the new ones; if and where shit like National-Socialism and Satanism fits into the current ONA; how the current ONA seems to contradict what it was a decade ago; if the Law of Honour extends to the Mundanes or not; if targets for the ABC’s should be tested. And somewhere in this thick useless jungle of talking and debating, the Sinister is lost; and nobody seems to give a shit. When I say “sinister” I refer to that essential and natural inner quality of a fucking predator and what sinister acts and deeds such a person will do, with or without the MSS. The MSS are just a means to refine and redirect such sinister deeds that comes naturally to such kinds of people, toward a bigger and distant goal, that even transcends the sinister individual; all for the sake of his future progeny. Since when did talking, arguing, debating, and philosophizing become evil and sinister? You can’t talk a mundane to death, you can’t disrupt society by presenting an unbreakable argument. You can’t argue some galactic imperium into existence?!

Sure our 352 writes a great deal of stuff. But when we do right shit, it’s shit that isn’t meant or written to be debated on. It’s meant for our Disciple to do. Don’t talk about it or ask why, just do the shit and learn from your experience. If the shit don’t work on the streets, then you should be smart enough to tweak it to make it work. If it works, use it; if it doesn’t, abuse it. If that shit don’t work, don’t talk about, abuse it around and make it work. When you’re out gangbanging with your homies as a junior in a gang, and you’re told to punch a nigga in the face, you don’t say to your senior: “Oh, hold up nigga, lets debate this like two intelligent adults…” You don’t ask why or demand to know what rival gang that nigga’s from and why there’s beef and if such beef is valid, or if your boy’s got genuine authority to call the shots. You do what you’re told and punch the fucking nigga, and if your left arm is lame or crippled, you fucking use your other arm, or kick the motherfucker. Ain’t no talking or debating involved in this shit!

We came online to try and duplicate our own ONA culture into other cities and areas. But how do you spread something which is essentially wordless and unwritable, because it’s just something you do; something you are already. We had to find the two smartest ones out of us [me and Kayla] who could deconstruct what it is that we are and do, and somehow engineer memes, or biological software, that would duplicate our culture in those few who resonate with what we were putting out, to aeonically engineer a future network. The shit we write was never meant to be debated and argued over. And we never saw any value or worth in such softcore pursuits. It was an unpleasant surprise for us to find out that a majority of those associated with the ONA in various online groups, had nothing going for them, besides the softcore shit; the Satanism and other such outer tools and forms, which are now inadequate vehicles for The Sinister.

Just because you are a Satanist, or ascribe to Satanism, doesn’t mean you are sinister. It just means you are stupid for mistaking something that is a natural essence of being, living, and doing, for a piece of shit religion. There I said it: Satanism is a piece of shit Religion. There is nothing sinister about any belief or –ism. It’s all the same: just a system of belief, just another Religion your brain is entrapped in. The ONA tries to tell you time and time over again that such things like “Satanism,” Racialism, National-Socialism, and now Radical Islam are just a fucking tool/means someone genuinely sinister by nature will use to get his work done. The means does not make the man. The tools don’t make the builder. You can give a random person a tool belt and dress him up like an architect, but if he is not a builder inside, those tools will be absolutely useless. You got some idiot ONA people out there running around with a tool belt, thinking that they’re hammers and drill bits, confusing the tools, for the inner man and his profession.

And if you consider yourself ONA and my statement somehow got you angry, then go back and read something like Hysteron Proteron and go out and make yourself useful. Being sinister is something that you are as an individual; everything else is just a means to express your sinister nature. In the same way that a gangbanger could be said to be “gangish” by his very nature; as opposed to him being a nerd boy. He didn’t have to study or read a 1000 manuscripts and ascribe to a religion to be that way. It’s just how he is. Either you are a gangbanger, or you aren’t. You either got it, or you don’t. You’re either Sinister By Nature, or your “frontin” [feigning]. Being sinister isn’t a religion or belief system. You are already sinister. It’s the type of person you are inside. In another way, it’s your dharma. It’s the quality and essence nature put in you when you were born which naturally manifests through that nature as deeds and acts people consider “bad,” “evil,” and “sinister.”

There’s nothing sinister about waving manuscripts around, chanting Latin hymn, and identifying some aspect of yourself with “Satan.” Any body can do it. Any body can read an ONA MSS. Any body can debate what the ONA has written. But can just any body go out and cull someone? Can any body kidnap someone for ransom money? Can any body use sinister cloaking to manipulate others to burn buildings down, and assassinate targets?

Being sinister has a lot in common with sex. People who talk a lot about sex, about how they’re great at it, and how they’re just so “I’m the only man you need baby,” but when it comes down to actually performing, it’s a fact [ask any girl] that the boys that talk the loudest, don’t know what the fuck they’re doing in bed. Just cuz you can get that shit up and can give yourself a great hand job, don’t mean you got what it takes to please a girl right. And it’s the same shit with these ONA boys. They do a lot of talking about being “sinister” [whatever that means to them] and they do a lot of talking in their yahoo groups, about the occult or whatever. But put your ass on the street and show me or yourself what sinister shit you can do, without shitting your pants. Go kill somebody. You don’t need to be ONA to experience killing somebody, and it can be completely legal. Go fucking join the army and shoot someone, and show me it don’t affect you psychologically. Put you fucking foot where your mouth is. Go join a gang and face some real danger on the streets. Car jack someone and chop that car up and prove that your sinister shit produces real world results, like real money. Or better yet, insight role as a common criminal and do something to get yourself in an American prison and see how long you survive, before you’re fucked up the ass by those who are really – Genuinely – Sinister By Nature.

Those who genuinely are by nature sinister, can smell out their own kind. I know what kind of boys most y’all are up in those group. It’s when you face real danger, or are being sodomized by a big black sinister motherfucker in prison, that’s when you – yourself – awaken from that piece of shit delusional state you were in to finally realize that you’re about as hardcore and sinister as a wannabe gangbanger, a “wangsta” as they are called. Motherfuckers confusing old outer forms like “Satanism” for what truly is Sinister Nature.

Some of you ONA boys are so deep in your own bullshit, and this Satanism shit, that you can’t even get yourself to shrence or shapeshift as a convincing Muslim good enough to manipulate a weak minded true believer to blow himself up. Y’all wouldn’t even know how to opfer a motherfucker if the opportunity arose; let a lone pull a trigger. That’s why, despite all that internet chattering, philosophizing, talking, and debating, I don’t ever hear one of you talking about culling. Everyone is sinister, but when it comes to the subject of something like culling, its all silent. Cuz when outsiders point out the fact that there’s been no evidence of any culling done by any occult group, and that opfering someone in this day and age because of current states of forensics science, is crazy and you’d be caught in a matter of months, you guys just shut up and fall silent. Or lamely rationalize this out to yourself by dismissively saying something like: “Well, that’s the point, the great risk and danger; anyways about Anton Long, where were we?”

I’ve never heard from one of you any hint about “black holes,” or “black out spots,” or “red light districts,” or just dropping hints that lets me – and others – know that you just might have done it, and that you just might know ways to do it. Like usual, you gotta leave it up to the Usual Suspects to say it for you, because that’s how “sinister” some of you are; leave the real sinister shit for people like Myatt, and those nameless initiates out in the streets and shadows to do, while you boys talk shit:

[Quote Some Notes of Culling]

Some Notes on Culling

The interesting and sinister thing about culling is that most, if not all modern cullings – when done by a true follower of The Sinister Way – are disguised. That is, they do not appear – to the “authorities” – to be ritualistic killings. Some cullings, for example may be intentionally disguised as “accidents”; some as “suicides”; and some as having occurred due to other, apparently non-sinister, events, such as “assassinations” (political, or otherwise); gang-related violence; so-called “terrorist attacks”; part of some so-called “criminal activity”, such as robbery; or as part of some so-called “lawful activity” such as combat during some conflict or war, or by someone acting “in the line of duty”.

Also, a follower of The Sinister Way may use a proxy to undertake such a culling, with they themselves remaining cloaked, or hidden, behind the scenes, with this proxy being cleverly manipulated into the act, or persuaded to do the act, for a whole variety of reasons (which reasons, for example, could appear to be political, or religious, or be part of some so-called “criminal” activity which the proxy might be part of or be persuaded to be part of).

Even on the few occasions where there is a ritualistic element – for example, the performance of the complete Ceremony of Recalling – the followers of The Sinister Way, being part of an elite, will plan the culling well in advance, and use their skills, their cunning, their intelligence, to not only chose a most suitable opfer – with this opfer having been chosen and tested according to our sinister guidelines – but also to ensure (a) the correct disposal of the mortal remains of the opfer, and (b) that the place of culling remains secure and hidden, or that there is little or no forensic evidence for the culling in such a place. Thus, and for example, the choosing and the events during and after the Ceremony would ensure that the opfer is either not missed by the mundanes, or, if missed, is assumed to be just missing, with their being no clues (or false clues laid) in relation to this disappearance.

[…]

Importantly, culling – whether on an individual, or a somewhat larger, scale – is one of those really sinister acts which separates, and which serves to distinguish, the true follower of our Dark Tradition, our Sinister Way, from those who pretend to follow it, or who believe in their delusion that they are following it, or who inform others that they are following it.

For it is these really, genuinely, sinister acts – acts such as culling, such as transgressing the laws of the mundanes – that test the individual, that change them, that can evolve them; that, ultimately, makes them part of our elite.

For such acts – such sinister deeds – reveal, strengthen, and make, the sinister personal character that mark our sinister kind. They also test; they are a challenge. They test one’s nerve; they test one’s commitment to go, in a practical way, to and beyond the limits which the mundanes have set. They challenge because, to be successful, they require planning, cunning, and self-control; a true sinister spirit. They also and importantly – when done collectively, as part of a sinister tribe, or as a member of a nexion – bind the participants together by the very dangerous nature of the act itself; they build a true sinister esprit de corps, and also form that bond of unshakable loyalty which has served us well for centuries.

It is not for us, for those of our sinister kind, to make excuses for failing to undertake a sinister culling, for we know the mundanes for the resource they are. We know – we feel and we understand – that we are better than them; worth more than them, and that they, provided we adhere to our sinister guidelines for choosing such opfers as we need, are ours to use, to manipulate, to enjoy, as we will.

Thus do we test, with our well honed tests, each and every individual we intentionally choose as on opfer. For this gives them “a sporting chance”; it reveals their character. That is, such tests reveal whether they do indeed have a a mundane, expendable, character, or whether they might possess some potential, something that might, if developed, raise from up from the level of the mundanes.

However, be it known that there are some occasions – a few occasions – when such testing of such potential opfers is not required. One occasion is when an act of revenge is called for and necessary – for example, if the individual or the people in question have acted against us, or harmed us (personally, or harmed our tribe, or nexion) in a significant way such that deadly retaliation against them is the honorable and the necessary thing to do. Another such occasion would be if someone from among us had broken or transgressed one of our rules, our laws, such as informing on us to the “authorities”. Another such occasion would be if the cullings themselves be part of some other deed, cloaked or otherwise, with such a deed itself being designed to be a pure, unsullied, act of sinister terror – one of those reminders, to the mundanes, that they are not safe “from the likes of us”, not safe from the forces of Darkness, and that, despite all their best efforts, and all their laws, and “security”, they, the mundanes, are and will remain vulnerable, and that for their desecration of our sinister numen, and for their hubris, they can and will be punished – often without warning – “by the likes of us”.

ONA 120yf

[End Quote]

Chloe 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

Shout outs to old acquaintance, and those fallen OG Raskals:

“ROGUE”

{ September 26, 2009 @ 4:13 pm } · { Rogue }
{ Tags: ONA, order of nine angles, Sinister Didactic, Sinister Fiction, The Dark Tradition, the sinister way } · { Comments (1) }

rogues

Search and Seizure.

Detective-Investigator John McNealy kicked down the door. Behind him, his team [Detectives Ted Otto, Eric Conley and Jarrod Ulsh] followed in and converged on the two bedroom apartment, pointing their weapons and screaming “Police, get on the ground now!”

Three young Dominican men were seated on a couch obliged. On the coffee table in front of them was a disassembled AK-47 rifle and a .9 mm Beretta. Conley came over and handcuffed all three to each other.

“Don’t fuckin’ move, assholes! No te muevas, assholes!” he yelled.

Otto and Ulsh scattered to the kitchen, bathroom and the two bedrooms. They cuffed a naked man and woman in the first bedroom they entered and dragged them into the living room, drawing chuckles from the rest of the team.

Mcnealy bent down to the naked man, known as Victor Robles. He was the leader of a gang known as the “Quisqeuyano Killaz”, who dealt in crack and guns.

“Hi asshole.” as he went into his jacket pocket and produced a warrant. “You’re gonna have a lot of problems, Vic.”

“Fuck, Mac. Why the fuck are you doing this?” Vic pleaded. “Listen, man. Your fuckin’ money’s in a suitcase under the bed in the big bedroom.”

Mac nodded towards Teddy. Teddy went into the master bedroom and came right back with a suitcase. He put on the coffee table and opened it up and counted the money. He nodded his head and closed the suitcase.

“Okay, let them go.” John told Eric and Jarrod. “This heat’s brand new, Vic?”

Vic winced. “Nah, Mac. I got mad bodies on ‘em. You don’t want those.”

“That means they just came off the truck an hour ago. Thanks again, Vic. Let’s go guys.”

The detectives walked out into the hallway and down the stairs. They got into the black Chevy Malibu and Mac started the engine. He pulled the warrant out of his jacket pocket and passed it to Otto, who was seated in the passenger seat.

“Was it the ribs at combination one or three that was spicy?” asked Vic as he pointed to the “warrant.”

“The Bullpen.”

The office of Mac’s team was in the back of the main floor of the 110th Precinct. It was commonly referred to as “The Bullpen” presumably because of the baseball memorabilia that littered the office, but it was really named that because the other cops at the precinct referred to the character of the squad: “Bulls.”

Mac and the team were walking into the Bullpen when they heard Captain Reyes [The Precinct Commander] calling Mac. Reyes was walking with a man in a black leather jacket and a detective shield attached to his belt clip.

“Detectives, this is Detective Raymond Soffield. He’s a transfer over from the 75th. He’s going to be working with you.”

Mac tried his best to hide his displeasure as he shook Soffield’s hand. “Nice to meet you Soffield. Oh Captain, I wanted to talk to you about that report.”

“Which report, Mac?” asked Captain Reyes.

Mac began to walk down the hallway. Captain Reyes followed.

“Welcome to the Bullpen.” Ulsh shook Soffield’s hand. “Come on in.”

“Thanks. Good to meet you.” Soffield smiled. Otto didn’t like him already.

“Captain, why do we have a new guy? Bobby Crawford from the six-three tried to get in the squad only two months ago when he made detective. Come on, is this guy your rat?”

Captain Reyes smiled. “No. He’s Internal Affairs. What the fuck, Mac? I’ve got too much work to do to hire a babysitter for you. Whatever the fuck you do, you’ll jam yourself up. Dirty cops always manage to hang themselves. You’ll be on the front page of the Daily News in no time, Mac.”

Mac and his team had a unique way of enforcing the law and Captain Reyes has been failing to prove any wrongdoing for the year that he was the Precinct Commander.

“If he’s wearing a wire, I’ll go over your head, Captain.” Mac said. “With all due respect, of course.”

“Mac, he’s not my guy. This came down from the higher ups. Seriously. Not that I have shit to prove to you.” Captain Reyes then stormed off. “And get the fuck back to work!” he yelled from down the hall.

“Fucker.” Mac said.

Otto walked up to Mac.

“Hey Teddy. Run Soffield through the database and let me know.”

“I was just about to suggest that.” Otto said.

“Put a bug in these guys’ ear that we’ll run shit square until further notice. No side jobs.”

“I think they have more sense than that, but I’ll tell ‘em anyway.”

The Temple’s Gift.

Mac began to cry as he walked his old friend, Patrick Gleason to the clearing by the river.

“Come on, Mac. You’re not making this any easier. It was a good run we had, don’t you think? I know that you’ll do a great job. I have run my course as Master and I must leave the Causal. I don’t need to tell you.”

“I know. My tears are ones derived from profane beliefs.”

Patrick smiled and ran his fingers through his gray hair. “Are you also afraid? Do you doubt your ability to run a Temple? We’re all Brothers and Sisters. Ninety Percenters. Same thing as you were doing before, Mac. You’ll do great. Just like you’re a great cop.”

Mac managed a smile through his tears. “I learned from the best.”

Patrick shook Mac’s hand and then embraced him. He then walked into the clearing and performed the Solo Nine Angles rite as Mac watched tearfully. Then he took the long Obsidian blade and held it in front of him, pointing the blade portion inwardly. Mac winced and turned away. He heard Patrick moan and saw as he lay on the floor dying.

Mac came over to Patrick and watched as he closed his eyes and take his last breath. Mac covered his face as he wept again.

Otto, Jarrod and Eric emerged from the brush surrounding the claearing by the river. Otto put his hand on Mac’s shoulder as Jarrod and Ulsh carried Patrick’s body and placed it in a wooden casket in the underbrush nearby.

Some men and women in black robes came and retrieved the casket. “It’s time to get ready for the funeral, Mac.” Otto said.

“Yeah. Let’s do it.” Mac said as he took the blade.

A few minutes later, Mac and his on-again off-again girlfriend, Linda Kriegler (The Master and Mistress, respectively. Linda was known as “Lianna” in their Sinister Tribe) stood with Otto (The Priest) and Liz Freeman (The Priestess, who is known as “Annia”) near an ellipse comprised of nine stones enclosing the funeral pyre all dressed in black robes.

A congregation of approximately twenty people, also in black robes, were gathered about thirty feet around the pyre. The Guardian, Corrections Officer Ralph Vieux – known as Noctulius, stood next to the pyre.

An oak table placed held thirty seven wooden goblets filled with a mead concoction that Otto had created, fermenting water, honey and yeast blended with oranges.

Jarrod, Eric and two other men brought Patrick in the wooden casket draped in a crimson material. They placed the casket on the pyre.

Mac then commenced the funeral Rite. ”Agios o Satanas! We gather here to pay homage to our Brother who by his life and magick did deeds of glory to the honor of our name! Agios o Satanas!”

The congregation then loudly repeated, “Agios o Satanas!”

Mac then shouted, “Agios o Baphomet!” and the congregation again repeated after him.

Lianna then said, “So shall we lamenting remember the glorious deeds still waiting to be done!” and the congregation repeated after her.

Otto and Annia then distributed the wooden goblets to everyone as Mac raised his head toward the pyre.

“Ad Satanas qui luetificat juventutem meam.”

Lianna lit the pyre. Mac drank his mead, finishing it, and then throwing the empty goblet into the fire.

The congregation raised their goblets. “Ad Satanas qui juventutem meam.” they said.

Lianna then drank last from her goblet and also threw the empty vessel into the fire. “May our memories linger to haunt the spaces and the Dark! So it has been, so it is and so it shall be again!”

Everyone except Noctulius departed the clearing. Noctulius waited about an hour and a half for the pyre to be completely reduced by the flames. He then scattered all that remained into the river.

Narc.

“You don’t have anything on the squad? It’s been two weeks!” Captain Reyes yelled seated at his desk.

Detective Soffield sat pensively in the chair across from Reyes’ desk. “I’ve gone out on a few busts as you already know, sir. I got nothing on them.”

“Go get something on them.” Reyes reached into his desk.

Soffield’s widened with panic. “Sir, I’m not wearing a wire! These aren’t regular skels. These are cops! You’ll blow my cover!”

“You’re right. But you’re gonna have to get some hard evidence on them that’ll stand up in court. Do they trust you?”

“Not sure yet.”

“Earn their trust. They’re a thorn in the side of this precinct. I’m not liking what I’m hearing on the streets. But as far as the law is concerned, it’s just hearsay.”

“Right. Um, with all due respect sir, these operations take time and it has only been two weeks.”

Captain Reyes looked at Soffield with impatience. “Son, I’ve been working on cases while you were still in middle school. Your breath still smells like your mother’s breast milk. Don’t tell me shit.”

“Yes sir.”

“Go do some work. And don’t disappoint me.”

“Yes, sir.” Soffield rose and left the office.

Ulsh was walking the halls holding a folder and put his arm around Ray good naturedly. “You in trouble already? Shit, you haven’t even been here for two weeks! You fit right in!”

“Thanks.” Soffield smiled. He almost felt guilty.

“Mac’s got a barbecue at his house tonight. He wanted me to tell you.”

“What? He hasn’t said two words to me since I got here! Oh yeah, ‘Go! Stop! This coffee sucks!’”

Ulsh laughed. “He likes you! Eh, he breaks in all the new jacks like that. He said to come over tonight.”

“Okay, okay. What do I bring?”

“Nothing but yourself. We got everything we need. I don’t there should be any O.T. tonight. You drink beer or hard stuff? Don’t matter, we got everything.”

“Cosmopolitans?” Soffield asked laughingly.

“Sure, fag drinks too.”

“Toodles! What time should I saunter over there?”

“Anytime after six is good.”

“Okay, Jarrod. Tell him I said thanks.”

“Tell him yourself tonight, bro.”

Ulsh walked into the Bullpen as Soffield made his way into the parking lot. He opened the door of his red Dodge Durango and got in. He put his head on the steering wheel.

“Fuck. Fuck. I’m a fuckin’ phony. Damn. I’m sorry Jarrod.”

He started the car and drove off.

Enclave.

Soffield wandered through the front door in amazement. He thought that Mac’s house was incredible. It was a large colonial style house maybe worth about two million dollars and in a beautiful residential area near the scenic Bayside Marina in Queens. Anna showed him out to the large backyard.

“Now, you boys go play nice.” Anna smiled.

“Nice to meet you, Mrs. McNealy.” said Soffield politely.

“Just plain old Anna, okay Ray? Nice meeting you too.”

Nothing plain about you Anna, thought Soffield. Goddamn!

He walked out back and saw Mac tending to large grill while Ulsh, Eric and Otto were sitting around in lawn chairs guzzling beers in bottles and smoking cigars or cigarettes. Soffield thought he smelled a slight trace of marijuana. “Nah.” he thought.

Mac looked up from his grilling. “Hey, Ray!”

“What’s up?!?”

Heeeey!”

Soffield waved and smiled sheepishly. He caught a beer that Otto threw to him.

Eric pointed to the empty lawn chair and Soffield sat down.

“Good to hang out with you guys. Nice house Mac!”

“Thanks.” Mac smiled. “Luckily, my wife’s a registered nurse or we would’ve never gotten it.” Anna hasn’t worked in about six years.

“Cool.” said Soffield, not believing a word.

“Anyway, welcome to my humble abode. Just help yourself. I got burgers, Italian sausages, franks and chicken on the table already and these steaks are gonna take about another two minutes.”

“Smells great, Mac. That’s a lot of food! You expecting the whole precinct to come?”

“Yeah, Captain Reyes and all the brass from One Police Plaza.” joked Otto.

Soffield laughed. “Then I’m leaving then.” He guzzled his beer. He looked up and caught a beer that Mac threw to him.

“Hey, are you guys trying to get me lit so you can gang bang me?”

“Hell yeah.” laughed Eric. “Of all the houses and precincts in the world, you had to walk into ours. It was love at first sight.”

The team drank and laughed and talked shop for the next hour.

“Hey Mac. Thanks for inviting me. You’re like the best boss ever.” Soffield slurred.

“Tell me you love me.”

“I love you, Mac! I…wanna…have…your…babies…” Soffield slumped in his chair as the rest of the team howled.

“We’re a family, Ray. On the job and outside. don’t forget it.” Mac sipped brandy from a mug.

“Yeah Ray. One more thing about work and we’ll forget about it.” said Ulsh. “The fuckin’ Str8 Pimps are on the move in Lefrak City. We’re gonna get a warrant and hit them the day after tomorrow.”

“Dude! I remember when the Mets made the playoffs in 2000! That asshole Bandit shot a 9mm. out of his window.” said Soffield, alert now. “Those are some grimy motherfuckers. It’ll be cool to collar ‘em up.”

“I guess the man’s in!” Otto said. “We’re hitting Mase’s crib.”

“Mase! Armed robbery, burglary, weapons possession, attempted rape and probably lots of other shit that we don’t know about. Oh hell yeah!”

“Not to mention the overdue library books.” added Eric.

“Yeah. Yeah. This is gonna be great! My first big bust with you guys!”

“Good.” said Mac as he finished his brandy.

Lefrak is Iraq.

Mac and Otto struck the door with the battering ram, affectionately called “The Key to the City.” They broke the door down with the first try. Ulsh, Eric and Soffield rushed into Mase’s apartment yealling “Police! We’ve got a warrant!” and scrambling tactically throughout the apartment.

There were gunshots coming from the small kitchen on the left. Ulsh fired three times at the black man in fatigues who was hiding behind the fridge door. Then he swung the fridge door inward and Eric shot him.

“Check the rest of the apartment!” yelled Mac.

Mac and Otto spotted Mase trying to run down the hallway of the apartment and into the bathroom to presumably go out the window.

He turned and fired, hitting Otto once in the chest.

“Fuck!” Otto yelled as he fell back.

Mac let off three rounds hitting Mase with two. Mase fell backwards into the bathtub underneath the window.

Mac climbed into the tub with Mase and put Mase’s .45 back in his hand. He fired two rounds from his own weapon into the ceiling.

“Ray!” Mac yelled.

“Holy shit! Otto!” yelled Soffield as emerged in the hallway. He bent over to check on him.

“Get over to Mac. I’m okay.” whispered Otto.

Soffield ran over to the bathroom. The last thing that he saw was Mac holding Mase’s trigger hand and firing rounds at him with Mase’s .45. He hit Soffield five times, once in the face.

“You motherfucker…” Soffield said as he fell back.

“Rat bastard.” Mac said as he quickly jumped from the bathtub. He stood over Mase and put a round in the already dead Mase’s head.

He went over and took Soffield’s pulse. He was dead.

Otto crawled over to Mac and Soffield.

“Dead?”

“Shhh” Mac quickly nodded his head. “Officer down!”

Ulsh and Eric came running over. Eric smiled when he saw Soffield on the floor.

“Ray!” Ulsh yelled. He ran over and kneeled by Soffield. He felt for a pulse and got up. “Fuck! Fuck!” He stormed back into the living room and picked a glass ashtray from the coffee table and flung it against the far wall.

He then knelt on the floor and wept. Sirens could be heard downstairs.

“C’mon Jarrod. Let’s go outside.” Mac squeezed Ulsh’s shoulder.

“Citrine, man. I was gonna say let’s Initiate him.” Jarrod sniffed.

“Shhh. Everybody’s coming up.”

“Is Otto okay?”

“Yeah. He got it in the vest.”

Emergency Service cops swarmed the apartment with guns drawn.

“Stand down. Stand down. All clear. We got a downed officer in the hallway next to the bathroom.” Mac said. He started to cry. “He’s dead.

The ESU Sergeant took his facemask off. “You okay, Detective?”

“No. I lost one of my boys, Sarge.”

“Come on, let’s secure the scene! Help these guys downstairs!” The ESU Sergeant ordered his team.

End of Tour.

Captain Reyes took the blanket off Soffield’s face at the scene. The round from Mase’s gun took off his right eye.

“Jesus Christ…”

Sergeant Dees from Forensics entered the room.

“What you get?”

“It looks like Soffield ran through here.” Dees pointed at the hallway. “And ran right into an exchange betweeen McNealy and the perp. The perp shoots Soffield and then McNealy gets the perp. Pretty clean kill. Too bad for Detective Soffield, though.”

“Those motherfuckers.” Captain Reyes yelled.

“Are you okay, Cap?” asked Dees.

“Yeah.” Reyes stormed out of the apartment.

“Fuck you, Mac.” Reyes whispered to himself.

^^^

Sinistar 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

RED LIGHT DISTRICT

{ September 24, 2009 @ 8:51 am } · { Red Light District }
{ Tags: culling, ONA, opfer, order of nine angles, Red Light District, The Dark Tradition, the sinister way } · { Leave a Comment }

cicada

Every 17 years They emerge out from underground… the deafening buzzing of millions of Cicadas which only occurred once every 17 years reminded the Original Generation Brothers of Pima Penal Colony of the Ceremony of Recalling, thus sending them on their first Tour of Duty… Duty to Baphomet. Since that first Tour of Duty, it has become a tradition for the seniors of the Acception to come out from the shadows and underground and gather to make their Opferings at the call of the Cicadas.

It is to impractical to preform any kind of ritual culling in a developed nation such as America… to risque. Some might say that the risk and facing the danger is the point of such traditional ceremonies. This isn’t the case with 352 when most of our boyz are gangbangers who are involved in facing danger on a daily basis. Anybody who says they have murdered someone in a ritual ceremony in a developed country is lying. Most of the time, most of the homicide that goes unsolved are drive-bies, at least in our nearest Black Out Spot – Los Angeles County.

The OG’s before… if… they enter the Black Hole to do a Grand Prix, they will usually “grease” their “Smokes,” meaning they will rub specially consecrated oil on their fire arms and bullets. The grease or oil serves a secondary mundane purpose of keeping one’s fingerprints from sticking. A rite is usually made of the greasing, where the usual chants and “Agios O Shugara” are preformed. The senior brothers will then offer by proxy every life each bullet takes to Baphomet in a prayer of sorts. They usually keep their smokes in something black with little crystals inside until the scheduled moment comes.

Before the seniors of 352 go out to do any thing Sinister thoe, they preform a second rite called the “Pripada Boudoirsant” which is something the OG Helter 352 of Pima started, which he learned from his family and from a greandfather who is a traditional Theravada monk, well known for his magical talents. The word Pripada is Sacerdotal Khmer meaning “the Foot of a God/dess” or “Holy/Sacred Foot,” while the word “Boudoirsant” is a 352 honorific word for a mother of a Disciple. This magical rite has it’s roots in old Khmer culture and was used for hundreds of years by their military units to keep them safe. It is essentially a form of military magic. During the Khmer Rouge revolution many preformed this simple rite (which has no formal name in Khmer) to survive the Khmer Rouge and Nixon’s bombardment of Cambodia. Those who did survive the Khmer autohomeogenocide swears by this simple magical rite.

The Pripada requires a white cloth, like a handkerchief and your mother’s feet. You kneel before her, with your hand’s clasped in the Flame Mudra (together as if praying), your thumbs touching third eye. As a side note, in Khmer and Thai culture, I think Laotian and Burmese also, there are 3 positions where you place your clasped hands – a) at mouth level when you greet somebody; b) at third eye level when you greet your mother; and c) above your forehead when you pray to the Buddha.

The senior will wash their mother’s feet with water and then with hands clasped prostrate three times before her feet bringing their hands and head all the way to the floor. The white cloth is then placed under her feet and a marker is used to trace the outline of her feet. They will then ask their mother to bless them and the cloth and keep them safe from bullets, police officers, jail time, and all harm.

The cloth is worn on your head when you go to battle. This is the esoteric reason why a white bandanna is the flag or rag of the WSA… because the white rags most 352 OG’s wear are the magic kind, made in this way. Every OG I know who is active on the streets swears by their “Beausanct,” which is what it is called in 352.

The OG’s… if they do… would travel to a developing country, like one of the countries in Southeast Asia, India, or Africa posing as tourists – ergo the “Tour” of Duty… where the law and police force is usually backwards and corrupt or barely functional. Rural areas are prime ceremonial locations.

The Sinister Rites are preformed at night with local natives as the opfer. I have heard some of the OG’s even say that in a certain country, in a certain village, you can pay the cops there $500 for a prisoner. Such locations where culling people are relatively easy are called “Red Light Districts” in the Acception… the red alluding to the obvious. No matter how safe it feels, always be cautious and never go on tour without your Beausanct and camping buddies. Make sure you preform your ceremonies a day or two before your return flight too. The ceremony is done with an Obsidian Blade. When the ceremony is complete the knife is dismantled and send back home for safe keeping. In 352 the time the Ceremony of Recalling and other such Rites of Opfer are called “Cicada Season.”

There is a much deeper meaning to the symbolism of the Cicada being associated with this ceremony. As the Cicada comes out from the Underground to metamorph into a new creature, so too does the Dreccian metamorph when he or she opfers someone with his or her own hands and witnesses another human die with there own eyes.

Something changes inside. Something Numinous is beheld. The Numinosity of Life. The Dreccian realizes that causal “life” is too easily ended to be the one true Life. The Initiate comes to realize that Life is beyond the causal and is unending. Thus the Dreccian becomes fearless and death defiant, knowing from direct experience that causal death is an illusion.

As far as I know, Tour of Duties to Red Light Districts are only familiar to the Acception. It is hoped that the rest of the ONA – those few who are genuinely of the ONA – will understand the practicality of this Tour of Duty and adopt it as well.

352

Kayla 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

DARK WARRIORS

{ September 19, 2009 @ 7:48 pm } · { Dark Warriors }
{ Tags: anton long, Dark Warriors, Mythos of the ONA, ONA, order of nine angles, The Left Hand Path, the sinister way } · { Comments off }

Sigil of Baphomet

Dark Warriors of The Sinister Way

The simple yet esoteric truth is that we are, or we aspire to be, practical warriors of our dark, Sinister Way, and it is this simple truth which distinguishes us from all other paths, ways, groups, or people, who claim to be, or who in their delusion believe themselves to be, “satanists” and/or practitioners of The Dark Arts.

For to us belong practical sinister, amoral, deeds.

For to us belongs that joyful ecstatic exultation in life that arises when we – as individuals, or as part of our own sinister collective, our own local sinister tribe or group – take ourselves not only to and beyond our limits, physical, and otherwise, but also to and far beyond the limits (moral and otherwise) set by the mundanes and which limits those mundanes have prescribed or ordained by some “law” or other.

For to us belongs that knowing – that feeling – that it is the acausal which animates the causal, and which is the essence of life, of Change, of the sinister itself.

Thus do we know – thus do we feel – that death itself is irrelevant, an illusion, a mere ending of a mere causal existence, and that it is what we do with the opportunities that this, our causal life, offers and can offer us, that is important. Thus we do not fear death, and instead defy it, just as we seek to defy ourselves – what we are, now – and just as we seek to defy the mudanes and all those causal restrictions, those causal forms, that they have created to make them feel safe, and secure and content with their mundane un-warrior like merely causal and thus un-numinous existence.

Thus – because of our defiance of death itself – do we and thus should we terrify the mudanes, and thus do the mudanes fear us, and thus do we, with our practical amoral, sinister, deeds, reveal all those of other paths, ways, groups, for the weaklings, the pretentious pseuds, the charlatans, and the pretenders, that they are: mundanes trying to cloak themselves with some of our sinister glamour.

For we are the one who cull, in real life: as a challenge, as a joy; as means of Presencing The Dark, of implementing our personal and our aeonic, dialectic: of Change, Chaos, and evolution.

We are the ones, who because of our practical and our esoteric training, are controlled – in control of ourselves, and of our feelings, our emotions; trained, prepared to, and capable of, directing our dark passion, our vitality, our defiance, our terror and our joy, however and whenever we wish.

We are the ones who seek to challenge ourselves; to change ourselves; to evolve; to transform ourselves into a new type of human being. Thus to us and our sinister kind belong great dreams; great visions; the imagination, the desire, of the explorer; the feral character of the true warrior; the primal rage of the berserker; and the sensitive passion of a lover.

Thus do we – as a sinister kindred, as a sinister collective, as sinister tribes – seek to transgress all the limits set and made by the mundanes and their societies, and thus do we laugh at them, play our sinister games with them, and consider them as our resource, but always ready, willing and able as we are to find those few from among those mundanes who might possess some potential, something of our own sinister nature. Thus will we recruit, train and guide those few who like us dare to defy and who see or who feel the societies of the mudanes for the impersonal tyranny that they are.

Thus are we – as warriors of our dark Sinister Way – honourable with those of our own kind: honourable with our own brothers and sisters, and with those who support us and do not betray us; and thus are we harsh and ruthless with our enemies.

For our Way, the Way of The Dark Warrior, is the practical way of being tough; of being armed, and trained and prepared to fight, to kill, to defend ourselves, and defend those of our own tribe, our own sinister kindred. Our Way is the practical way of being loyal, unto death, to our own kind, of having respect for our kind, and disdain and hatred for our enemies. Our Way is the practical, warrior, way of never, ever, betraying one of our own kind to the mudanes and to their so-called forces of “law and order”, and of killing, without hesitation and without remorse, anyone from among us or from our local supporters who does so betray us.

For our Way, the Way of The Dark Warrior, is the Way of those who prefer death to dishonour and who prefer to die fighting rather than having to surrender to any mundane or to the so-called forces of “law and order” of the mundanes.

For our Way, the Way of The Dark Warrior, is to obtain what we need – by whatever means – from the mundanes, and to lose no sleep over so obtaining what we need to survive, to live, to prosper as we will. Thus do we, thus should we and thus will will, redistribute the wealth, the goods, of our enemies, of the mudanes, to those in the areas where we live who support us and who do not betray us.

Thus are we – by our practical deeds, by our ethos, by our very tribal way of life – distinguished from all other paths, ways, groups, or people, who claim to be, or who in their delusion believe themselves to be, “satanists” and/or practitioners of The Dark Arts

Anton Long
Order of Nine Angles
120 Year of Fayen

THE TRISICKLE

{ September 18, 2009 @ 9:11 pm } · { The Trisickle }
{ Tags: ONA, order of nine angles, The Dark Tradition, The Septenary Way, The Seven Fold Way } · { Leave a Comment }

Trisickle

Esoteric Notes on the Trisickle

The essence of the Dark Tradition of the Order of Nine Angles is symbolized by the Trisickle. As mentioned in another manuscript, the Trisickle itself is a symbol of the Dark Goddess Kali, whom is equated with Baphomet, because Kali holds in her hands both a Trident and Sickle.

The word “kali” itself means both “Time” and “Dark/Black/Mystery.” Together we reconfigurate “kali” to mean “Space-Time,” which is to say: the Living Cosmos Itself, which is the Cosmic Womb. Space-Time is both our beginning: from which we came; and our end: the colonization of Space, or Galactic Imperium.

The Trident, or upper part of the Triscikle itself represents the Acausal. It’s Three Points represents the Three Alchemical Agents of the Star Game. Pertaining to the Star Game, the possible combinations of these Three Alchemical Agents equals the Nine Angles esoterically.

In Taoist Yoga, or Taoist Alchemy these Three Alchemical Agents are the three aspects of Life Force: 1) Salt/Sulfur symbolizing Essence or Jing; 2) Lead symbolizing Vitality or Chi; and 3) Mercury symbolizing Spirit or Shen.

Jing – or Generative Force – is the first step in the cycle of Life Force. It is that burning heat or desire of sexual arousal and passion, Thus the Taoist Alchemists symbolize it with Sulfur and or Salt, due to the fact that Salt burns your tongue or arouses your sense of taste.

Jing transmutes into Chi/Vril or Vitality. This is the Life force in it’s base mode which animates and keeps the body alive. Therefore the Taoist Alchemists symbolize it with Lead. It is from this Lead that Gold will be produced.

Chi transmutes into Shen. When Lead is vaporized with Sulfur, it is symbolically said to become Mercury – which raised and is fluidic – this is Spirit. When this Spirit is refined, it is said to become Gold – the Elixir of Immortality – itself a symbol of the immortal energy of the Living Cosmos. This Gold transmutes, or degenerates, over time, back into generative force, or Sulfur, and the Numinous Cycle of Life Force starts over.

Thus there is a degeneration and regeneration of Nature, what we may consider the living cycle of Acausal Energy and Causal Substance. The Acausal and Causal are not two separate events or phenomena. They are a cycle of a single Nature of what is the Living Cosmos.

The top portion of the trident also forms the Greek letter Sigma, which is the First letter in the Greek word: Seirios – the Dogstar – Sirius. The word seirios means burning or white hot, as in iron so hot it is white. Thus the Dogstar in 352 is referred to as the White Star. The top shape of the Trident also forms the letter “W” which alludes to the Sirius as the White Star. Sirius is the first board of the Star Game.

The Sickle is a symbol of the planet Saturn. It’s shape alludes to the form of an “S” which is the first letter in Star. The trident and Sickle together forms a WS which stands for White Star.

Saturn represents the star Naos in the Star Game, which is the last board. In the book NAOS we also learn that Saturn represents the 7 Spheres of the Tree of Wyrd. Being associated with the number 7, the Sickle is thus also a symbol of the Seven Fold Path, the Seven Grades of the ONA, and the Seven boards of the Star Game.

The god-form or archetype Saturn was a god of the Harvest and Corn, thus the Sickle, representing a reaping or harvest of Fruition or of what has bore fruit. Saturn is also equated with Chronos, or Time. Together the symbolism here represents what is known as Chronomorphosis or Aeonics: which is basically the magic of “sowing seeds now,” and utilizing Time, to grow such thought/memetic seeds, which will grow into something physical that bares fruit – causal manifestation or real world results – ready for the harvest.

The Sickle, of course also alludes to sacrifice, culling, and opfer; which is an essential aspect of the Order of Nine Angles. It is also a symbol of Wyrd: the weaving of our acausal thoughts, emotions, and force of action into causal results. Thus the Sickle represents the Causal, or manifested world of phenomena.

From a more aeonic angle the Trident represents the destruction of the age of Pisces – the old aeon, and everything related to the old aeon. In ancient cultures, the trident was a tool used to spear fish. The Sickle of Saturn alludes to and reminds us of the Golden Age of Saturn, which is the end goal of the social – “civilizational” – alchemy of the Order of Nine Angles.

Thus, the Trident represents both an alchemy of the individual through which process the Initiate becomes a new type of human being; but it also represents the social alchemy of turning the Lead of the old aeon into a Golden Age. These are both the two basic and essential objectives of the Order of Nine Angles. LXIV:OV

Chloe 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

OZ

{ September 15, 2009 @ 5:56 pm } · { Oz }
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taliban7

“Enjoy a short rest, better than a long.” – 4^th Satanic Point

I used to watch Disney’s Wizard of Oz when I was a little girl. It’s a classic movie about a girl who finds herself someplace that she knows is not home and she learns that some wizard at the end of the yellow brick road can take her home. So she follows that road and along the way she makes companions who walk with her in life, toward that same distant destination. And along the way from time to time Dorothy and her companions will encounter these towns and villages. They’ll go into these towns, look around, pick up some experience points, and they must leave. Because inside Dorothy knows and feels a yearning to be home. And each of her companions have their own different yearnings. That yearning is the pulsations of a restless soul, which ever drives and guides us into new experiences, moving us forward in life. And from that yearning – that restlessness – there is growth and evolution.

There was a time when I got my first job which was right after I had graduated high school. I was working in a large retail store at night, because I wanted to be free during the day to do things.

I got comfortable with my job. It was easy. I read blueprints and schematics, and reset shelves around the whole store. I got a check every two weeks. I had no bills to pay [because my grandparents and parents pays them] so whatever money I made was all spending money. I thought 1200 dollars a month was really nice. 200 for a month of gas, and 500 dollars every two weeks to spend the very day I cashed my check.

So I was thinking to myself: God, what a life. I’m living large. I got my family paying for my car stuff [I had no rent since I was still living with my parents]. My parents gives me an allowance still by seeing every dollar I make [They gave me a dollar for every dollar I made]! I can do my job with my left cerebral lobe missing because it was easy. I can get used to this until I retire pssh!

Then one day the whole world ended. I thought I was going to commit suicide. My parents decided that since I had a job that they’d stop giving me an allowance. Apparently my dad thought that if he and my mom continued to spoil me like that, I’d grow up retarded and incapable of functioning in the real world.

Well, what do you do you know. I got over it. Then I just worked my ass off for three months to get a promotion at work to get more pay. I was proud of myself. Only three months and I became the supervisor of the group that worked on resetting the store.

I found out my job got even easier when you climb the corporate ladder. I got paid more money to just boss people around. I thought to myself: Damn, I can do this forever and just retire when I can legally have my trustfund, what a life!

So there I was, at that same store for a year. By then I had gotten to know all the other employees at the store. I found it really weird when I discovered that at least 12 of the employees there had been there for over 15 years! I had also moved out with Kayla and a few other friends.

I started to party with my roommates, our friends, their friends. Just drinking and barfing on the weekends. It was fun. I ended up being the one that emailed every body cool in our store on our myspaces to parties every weekend. Then every Mondays half the store would be missing because they were all hung over or past out at home. But I always made it to work no matter how sick I was. And I’m a functioning alcoholic.

The Manager had this love hate relationship for me. Steve was his name. Huge guy, maybe over 6 foot tall, looked like Mike Row from Dirty Jobs, and from New York, with this mobster accent.

At work I acted professional and I always tried to go beyond Steve’s expectations. Steve had a really short fuse, and if he explains something once and you say something like: I’m sorry I didn’t understand what you wanted me to do? Or If you did give what you were doing 100% he’d go postal and ransack an aisle throwing things and yelling profanities.

Fortunately for me I’m naturally empathetic, to the point where I could almost read Steve’s mind. He just had to look at me, and I’d walk away knowing what he wanted me to do. Then after I finished he’d come by, look around and nod with approval and say: That’s my Ace.

I had all these spies up in higher ranks than me who parties with us who kept telling me to be very careful because all of management knows I’m the one that emails everybody and throw parties, and management was desperately waiting to mess up somewhere so the can fire me.

But I never messed up or slipped. I was determined not to let management fire me, and I was determined to still fuck the store up by throwing parties every weekend. It turned into this battle of wills. Me against Steve.

Anyways, one day when Steve was in one of his good moods because he had just gotten back from a good game of golf he bought us all coffee and donuts for morning break. He handed me my coffee and told me he wanted to talk to me in his office.

As I was walking behind him, I was going through my analog brain files for anything I could have done to get fired. I quickly pulled up the thought of my family having lawyers and attorneys.

He hands me a donut after we sit and tells me about his day golfing, as if I could get excited over the most boringest sport ever! When Steve talks, he really sounds like a character from an Italian mafia movie. After his speech about the wonders of golf, he says to me: “So, are you comfortable with your job Chloe?”

I said: “Yes, I actually am comfortable.” Steve nods and says: “Being comfortable with anything in life is one step away from quitting. You’re one step away from being a quitter Chloe. You’re shouldn’t be here. You’re far too intelligent of a girl to be comfortable with a menial job like this. Being comfortable with what you have now, means you will never have it in you to accomplish anything better. It means you will never be any better than what you are now. Think about it Chloe. You’ve got all of life and every kind of opportunity floating around outside this piece of shit store, and here you are “comfortable.” You’re no better than anybody else out there, if you cannot find it inside yourself to burn for something more. If those colonialists were all comfortable with their lives before the American Revolution, this country wouldn’t be here today. You’re not fucking my life up. I still get paid even if half the store is called out. They’re fucking their own lives up. At least you can come to work the next day and get your shit done Chloe. But think about whose life your really fucking up being comfortable working here, happy with what you are and what you got. I’m not gunna fire you. If you want to make this store your life, by all means stay and work for some fat cat rich bastard your whole life. You’re going to quit. You know how I know you are? Because I’ve worked with you for a year and I know you’re intelligent enough to understand what I’m trying to tell you. I don’t hate you. I just see wasted potential, and nothing gets me angry more than seeing someone who doesn’t give their job or life all they are worth. This isn’t about a stupid job Chloe. It’s about potential and worth. Go take a 15 minute break.”

I put in my two weeks notice a week later, and from then on I never looked back. I spend my last week at that job looking at the employees there that have been there for 20 years. Out of their ease and comfort with their job, with what they had in life, they never changed or became something or someone greater. They never achieved anything greater. And all they got out of life, was the same stuff they had been getting out of it.

Resting long in one place in life obviously means you aren’t going anywhere. Being comfortable with who you are and content with what you have in life, means you’re not going to become anything better or have more. And many Mundanes out there are fine with this. That’s what makes them Mundane. They are like cattle. As long as you provide cattle with a fence to give them the feeling of security, some entertainment, and sex, they will continue to produce milk and meat without complaining or working for more. The Status Quo and The System love human cattle. It’s the ones that are tired of the shit, who are restless, that are a danger.

And tell me what group of people nowadays are scaring everybody because they are just tried of the shit they’ve been getting? Islam. For a thousand years these Muslims have been subjugated by the West. Ever since the crusades Western powers have invaded and dehumanized these Muslims, and for many centuries they just got used to being controlled and run by the West. After World War One, you had all these Western powers actually taking and cutting up Middle East land for their own power and profit without regard for the indigenous peoples. And those Muslims took it; after all, they were comfortable with it. They did not know any other way to live.

The State of Israel which came into being illegally in 1948 was the final straw that broke the camel’s back. The hypocrisy of these Jews, after the Monroe Doctrine had been accepted by the so-called “international community,” expanded beyond what land Great Britain and the Magian Rothchilds had given to them, and they just took more Palestinian land! And America – the country that invented the ridiculous Monroe Doctrine – was the first nation to recognize Israel.

It took a thousand years of being subjugated and being dehumanized and abused, for these Muslims to grow tired of the bullshit. When you have hit rock bottom, you have nowhere to go but up. And these people had finally hit rock bottom. No longer were they comfortable. No longer were they content with what they had in life. There will be no more rest for Islam. A yearning to be their own people, who control their own lives and collective destiny was set a flame at the core of Islam, the day Israel became a nation.

And one day in Iran, one man got tired and restless of how his people had been mistreated and abused by the West. Out of a desire for his own children, progeny, and future people to have something better than what life he lives and witness, he gave himself up as a Martyr. And from that one fateful Martyr in Iran Jihad ignited and spread across Islam and it’s sandy desserts.

That first Martyr wasn’t just a man who offered his own life up. He was a gate way, through which his people could see an alternative – potential – world and a means to acausally, causally, aeonically, and wyrdfully work to manifest it that vision. Thus, from their new found restlessness, is there a becoming and a grasping for their worth and potential as a people.

We’re talking about people living in countries that are mostly barren dessert that are still developing nations far from being technologically advanced, going against a Zionist conglomerate of the most technologically powerful military force on earth. With nothing but passion to free their people and their own bodies, they strike terror with a single blow in the collective mind of the West.

Nothing scares a Nation more than terror. Why? If your Nation were a horse cart being pulled by your people who are stupid horses, and your horses are sacred en mass, your cart is going to topple over. The very foundation, blood, and skeleton of a State is its common citizens and the fragile façade of status quo. This makes the State work.

Everybody goes to school. Everybody gets a job. Everybody elects their leaders. Everybody pays their taxes. And from the generic daily function of the common populous, and with that tax money the state pays its police force and military. If you desire to disrupt a State and destroy it, you don’t go after it’s government, or waste time fighting it’s military. You go for the soft spot, the foundation upon which the State is built on: the populous. One hijacked airplane not only disrupts the business of an airline, but it cripples a whole section of the populous in fear.

Jihad has lifted for us the veil of illusion of a State. We now know that the military might and political power of any State is a flimsy prop: Glamour! And a single Martyr with the passion and numinous compassion for his progeny and people alone can cripple and entire Nation. Just think about what a handful of Martyrs were able to do to the collective morale, psyche, emotions, and psychology of a nation of 300 million people on September 11th. Septempber 11th was the day our own captive eyes awoke to see the glamour of America.

How long will our rest be? How long will our people be comfortable with what we have? Before we realize that we have been bred and raised slaves to the System? Before we realize we are not free? That we have been abused and subjugated? How long will it be before we can see the vision of a better civilization, and realize that it is within our power to reach for it. If only we understood that a long rest, and comfort is quitting and giving up?

The ONA, through Myatt’s insights has given us that vision and have given us the means to labour for that vision. The vision of a better humanity and a better civilization. Not only has Myatt given those of us of the ONA the vision, passion, and means. But he himself, via his own life, gives us an example to follow. That any enemy of an enemy is a friend indeed.

This ONA must learn to understand that such outer forms as the “occult” and “Satanism” is a superficial costume of that which is The Inner/Esoteric Order, which is amorphous and essentially formless. We must understand as Sinister Initiates that holding onto such outer forms, when such outer forms does NOT do us any good to get us closer to that Myattian Vision is an obstacle and wall which is a detriment to our worth and potential. Outer form is only a tool the Sinister Initiate uses to wyrdfully and aeonically materialize Imperium.

Radical Islam is not just a modern heresy the Sinister Initiate of the ONA should learn to shapeshift as. It is a means to our own salvation and Liberation, if the Sinister Initiate understands correctly the essence of the ONA and his lot in life: which is his progeny’s inheritance. Just as you are a slave to The System, so too will your children and descendants be, unless you wake up and realizing your full potential as a Sinister Initiate. If one Martyr of Allah with nothing but his own body, can help manifest Islam’s envisioned Imperium and Liberation from the West, surely then, a Sinister Initiate with knowledge of the Sinister Dialect, and Sinister Cloaking can accomplish much more.

Those racial games of a past era the ONA played are over. Racism today will not ignite a racial holy war to disrupt States and Nations. America has elected a son of African as it’s President. Fear of a different and more sinister kind is the name of the new game. National Socialism was a fun heresy to adopt, and no doubt our people [ONA] have learned much from what experiences our Sinister Order has gained in the past decades. But now the new heresy, ally, and potent tool is Jihad.

It is time to call the Order from their long rest and ignite in them the burning yearnings of a restless soul. It is time we Sinister travelers of this Sinister Way leave the comforts of these munchkin villages of the occult and Satanism behind, to make our way as one legion – together – to Oz.

Chloe 352

Order of Nine Angles

120 yf

352:O9A

ESOTERICA OF CALIGULA

{ September 9, 2009 @ 10:00 pm } · { Esoterica of Caligula }
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3 Triangles. Nine Angles

Esoteric Notes on Caligula.

At times he is spoken of as a real person. Sometimes as the Grand Master of the WSA. Other times Caligula is not even a person but the personification of the essence of the White Star Acception. Yet still at other times some seniors will speak of him as a non causal person they meet up with in a place they call Caligula’s Gin Grotto. Whatever Caligula is said to be exoterically, all Disciples of 352 are Blood Progeny of Caligula.

Caligula is the esoteric foundation and spirit of the WSA, as our Sinister Constitution states. It is what is left, or what one sees, when the superficial trappings [Dhir] of 352 are stripped away. It is actually an intentional Anglicization of the Sanskrit: “Kali Kula” which means “the Kula of Kali.”

The word Kali not only refers to the “Goddess” of the same name; whom 352 associates with Baphomet; but its other meanings as well: Black or Dark.

The Sanskrit word “Kula” has the objective meaning of: a Tribe; Clan; Family; a Group of Kin; Lineage; Ancestral Blood; or House. The word “House” here does not denote a shelter, but is more related to the English concept of a “House” when used to refer to royalty; as in: the House of Stewart, or the House of Habsburg and such. In this context and understanding, Kula and House have the same objective meaning: referring to a group of people related to one another by blood who have a Tradition and or a Collective Identity of some sort tied to that blood, which is hereditary.

Subjectively or esoterically, the word Kula has a very distinct and specific essential meaning. A Kula is a word used exclusively in Shaktism to refer to a group of Shaktas [Initiates] bound together as a family by vows, esoteric left hand practices, and who are devoted to the “Siddha Way” of Shaktism: what has been watered down and “made safe” as “Vama Marga” in both the West and East. In otherwords, a Kula to Shaktism is what a Sinister Tribe is to the ONA.

Left Hand practice here does not mean the same thing it has come to be known in the Occident. Right Hand tantrika rejects sex as being “unclean” and the material world as being an illusion to be transcended. They utilize methods of meditations now very familiar to the Western world. Left Hand tantrika states that in this Kali Yuga, Sex is the prime and ultimate method of illumination, and that the body and material world is a crucial element to that illumination, because with out a causal world, there is no experience, and without a body, there is no tool for illumination. We are not here using Occidental vernacular use of the term “Left Hand practice,” which is corrupted, we are utilizing its original Oriental Tantrika meaning.

Siddhi Kula or the tradition of Siddha is based on the premise that the Initiate must work to progress or evolve himself – or surmount himself as Nietzsche would say – to become more than a mere mortal. In the Siddha tradition there is no real guru to teach you. As a Chela you are on your own. It is through your own efforts and experiences that you yourself gradually transform to become a Siddh; which essentially means “perfected,” “achieved,” “actualized,” “accomplished,” “resulting from,” “fulfilled or proved through test and deed,” “demigod,” and “sorcerer;” Ubermensch, as Nietzsche calls it.

In the Siddha Way all taboos are broken and to be transcended by actually practicing and engaging in taboos. Along with taboos goes social norms, religious standards and religious and secular laws. Which are all to be transcended either by forcing yourself to engage in behaviour and activities contrary to such norms and standards or in activities which transcends the boundary of such laws. In doing such, the Initiate gradually transcends such limitations and achieves Liberation and Illumination.

It should be here noted that when I use the term “Shaktism” in English that the word comes with the -ism suffix, which would lead one to interpret that word as being a religion. This is an inconvenience of translation. Unlike English, there is no-ism suffix, or specific word with the meaning of “religion” in Sanskrit or many of its vernaculars. The closest two words used are: Dharma and Sasna. Dharma in popular context just means “Law.” While Sasna has the root meaning of “Wisdom” and “race/ethnic group” [Sas] which would mean the Wisdom of a Group of People. To it’s indigenous Mon-Khmer people in India, “Shaktism” is not a religion. It is a way of life inseparable from the way of their Sas or Kula [Tribe/people].

Also in English, and in Hinduism, “Shakti” is interpreted to mean a Goddess. When in actuality the word “Shakti” just means “Force,” “Essence,” “Energy,” or “Power” like electricity. To the indigenous Mon-Khmers of India who originated “Shaktism” this “Shakti” is nothing other than the ubiquitous Life Force of the infinite and eternal Living Cosmos and this same material universe is just a condensation of this Life Force. In a similar way that water vapour, in the right conditions condenses into a different causal form called ice.

Nath Kula is a school of wannabe Siddhi Shaktas who couldn’t handle the taboos and perversions associated with Siddhi Kula, so they merged their tantrika with a heavy load of right hand stuff from sources outside of Shaktism which they consider to be to raw and disgusting. Also in the Nath tradition a spiritual Guru is made the center of the Kula [a Kaula in this case, which is a dialectical variant of Kula, but is most often associated with the Nath traditions]. So instead of each initiate being its own center of focus, some weirdo ascetic with unkempt hair and piss, dirt and manure on his skin, with all these grand titles – such as Mahafakir Nathguru Kareem Avsamyunguy – is the center of the Chela’s awareness. The word itself means “Lord,” “Master,” or someone “Divine” as in Natharaya or Nataraya which is a name of Shiva meaning the Noble/High Lord [Lord the Most High] or Aryan Master/God.

The words Kula and Kaula here have a very important fundamental difference. A Saksiddh [Mon-Khmer for Shakta Siddhi] Kalikula tradition a Kula is actually a literal clan of related people. The Kula, as is Shaktism, is matriarchal. When an outsider – those not of the clan’s blood – desires to be a Chela the Chela is Initiated into the Kula. This initiation rite is not actually a rite which initiates the Chela into the Saksiddh Way, it is a sort of adoption rite where the initiate is married to the clan and vows to love his Lady Teacher as his own mother, and the members of the clan as his blood siblings. The Way itself requires no initiation of any kind, simply because it is the Feral Doctrine of Nature and Life. Your Kula Mother [Mey] is only a guide who teaches you about the Way in a feminine way, which is the way a mother teaches her own children about life: with empathy and nonauthoritarian.

A Nath Kaula is an imitation of the more primal and ancient Saksiddh Kula. A Kaula is not a clan or tribe of kinfolk and relatives of any kind. It is an organization created by a male nathguru who teaches his wannabe stuff to students, usually in exchange for guru worship and money. No person born into Saksiddh Kulakali has any respect for an untamed/savage [uninitiated male] let alone a wannabe kula lead by male. We call them “Nat [actor: referring to the guru] Kalas [inaccurate or wrong] which is a play on of Nath and Kaula.”

In normal Occidental speak a Siddhi Kula is like the ONA, in which there is no leader or cult authority, no established dogma, no authoritative doctrine, and no organizational structure: all this is Right Hand. All that exists is a Methodology and a clan of devotees vowed to each other as a Family who practice the same Tradition. Whereas a Nath Kaula is like the Church of Satan, which is only “Left Hand” in name otherwise it is immersed in the matrix of the Right Hand with its organized church structure, its Nathguru Gilmore [who is actually heavily covered in bullshit like his oriental counterparts], it’s priesthood, LaVeyan Dogma, it’s Satanism being a religion, and it’s guru worship of LaVey. So you see that one remains a Right Hand institution, whereas the other has transcended the Right Hand bullshit.

Guru worship of any kind, meaning the belief that only one mortal mind is the only acceptable source of insight and the veneration of this exclusive individual, is limiting. It deny others the right to self illumination and self understanding. It is anti-progressive, and anti-evolutionary because it deifies the thoughts of one mere person, rejecting the thoughts of all others as heresy. Such deification of one person’s thoughts is stagnant and mentally degenerates those people who hold onto such stagnant beliefs, because as time progresses and the world and generations change, the mislead people who are bound to such stagnant beliefs are anchored or fettered in a stationary moment in time, left behind and out of touch with the movement of and growth of life. In Kalikula, no person’s thoughts and insights is above another’s. No single person utters an authoritative doctrine. The Doctrine has already been written: In Nature. There is only a sharing of insights and perspectives for the sake of mutual benefit and collective perfection/progression.

The WSA is a Kula according to the Siddhi Tradition, thus it names its Tribe & Tradition “Kali Kula” meaning the House of Kali in a tabooish and perverse sense of the word [as perverse and tabooish as the Roman Emperor Caligula, ergo the intentional Anglicization]. The use of the Roman Emperor Caligula exoterically symbolizing “Kalikula” also implies the tactics and strategy of the Roman Empire, which has a place in 352, since we desire to manifest Imperium. Being a Kula of the Left Hand, it does not need a guru or lineage of nathgurus like the Nath Kaulas. The only thing a genuine Shakta Kula needs is the basic methodology.

The Methodology of a Kula as stated above concerns literally Going Beyond and Opposite of all forms of limitations and boundaries, even social, religious, and “State” taboos. But this also includes the religious norms of worship and boring repetitive religious rituals. In Kula, such things as religion and religious ceremonies are illusory [fake] and are a great limitation because they trap the Initiate’s mind inside the limits of a man made religion and robs him/her of their uninhibited direct experience of what is the totality of life and mortal existence. Life and the experience and apprehension of all that Life is, is more divine/numinous than some repetitive lifeless ceremony or a religion.

Shakti, or Acausal Force is not a localized thing or finite event found in some statue or candle flame, or arbitrary jiggles and wiggles of the larynx. Everything, in Kula Shaktism is an aspect of and concrete form of Shakti/Acausal Essence. One must then be open to the experience of everything if one should realize “at-one-ment” with the Living Cosmos: the Body of Shakti. Therefore in Kula, religion itself, and all the stuff of religion: gods, ceremonies, morals, gurus, religious laws, religious philosophies, et cetera [or as Myatt puts it: -Ologies and –Isms] are to be seen as the limitations, and man made illusions that they are, and are to be transcended, and unceremoniously discarded.

Religion is not human. It is not an aspect of human nature. Homo Sapiens is not a religious animal. He may have a reverence for Nature, the awesomeness of the star deck canopy of the night sky, but he is not naturally a religious creature. He has a natural reverence for that which is Numinous, not for Religion.

Satan is only a gate way which leads the Occidentalized mind away from the civilized illusion/prison he was born and raised in, which leads him to the Sinister Way. In the same manner that the archetype of Shiva/Rudra and his mythos is a gate way which leads the Initiate to the Sinister Path, when the Initiate shapeshifts and becomes Rudra the Feral. The word “satana” in Sanskrit means: to Bring Down, Cut Off, or Destroy. The word “Satan” in its Occidental and Oriental meaning aptly describes the essence and methodology of the Sinister Way and the Kula tradition of Vama Marga.

This is the Batin, esoterica, or hidden meaning of Caligula. When the Initiate of the Order of Nine Angles has apprehended the essence of what Kula is, and we compare it to the ONA and it’s esoteric essence. We will come to realize that what Myatt presenced is indeed a Living Dark Tradition. A Natural and Primal Wordless Tradition written in the Great Book of Nature. It may use different superficial outer name for things but its essence and Methodology is the same.

The only thing is the Sinister Way of Shakti Kula has been maliciously beaten out of existence by Hinduism, and smothered into obscurity by the New Age Movement of the Western World and its vomiting of watered down Hindu mysticism, Right Hand “Tantra,” and Nathguru bullshit, a la Blavatsky, Crowley and the Magian Golden Dawn. And through such bullshit peddling publishing houses such as Llewellyn and Weiser. All because Kula Chelas are considered perverse, raw, despicable, predatorial, evil, immoral, and at times a danger to society and the established status quo. Not because they dislike religion; but more so because Kula sees the city-state as an illusion and prison that must be destroyed if Genuine Liberation and Illumination is to be actualized and realized. That sounds like the ONA to me.

If there is a similarity between sasna Shakta and the ONA, it is because the essence of the Sinister Way is written on every leaf and star in Nature, and it’s feral doctrine is open to all genuine Initiate of Primal Nature. I’ll close this with a statement of an Exemplar whom we should all – those of us of the ONA – strive to emulate. You will see that our Exemplar has out grown and transcended the many illusions and fetters that limits a majority of Humanity and that his statement is in resonance with the esoterica of the feral way of Kali Kula:

“For over three decades I have been on both a quest and a mission. The quest has been to experience, and learn from, the possibilities of life. The mission has been to change this world of ours: to move it toward the next stage of our human evolution. This next stage involves us in learning to develope, and use, certain faculties. In simple terms, the next stage involves us in growing-up: in living, behaving, as mature human beings, and in leaving home, that is, this planet.

The reality of the present is that the majority of people are far from human maturity, living as they do like human children in adult bodies, in thrall to their passions, desires, and easily influenced and swayed by other people, by rhetoric, by Media manipulation, by unconscious energies, and other such things.

A truely mature human being is one who has mastered themselves; one who can know and experience great sorrow, great happiness, great joy, great suffering, but who remains strong despite such things. Such a mature individual is unique, and truely free. One of the signs of our immaturity is that most of us need to assign labels to ourselves and others, for this gives us a sense of security, of identity. It enables us to believe that we “know and understand” other people. For a mature individual, the labels of society are irrelevant.

Thus, in my own life I have been many things, according to conventional labels… But these conventional labels are irrelevant.

The error is that life, being in essence acausal, cannot be described in the finite causal terms inherent in all such labels, categories, concepts and isms. To so describe it, is to limit and mis-understand it: to impose a causal perception upon what is not-causal…..

I have been a pioneer in the Art of Magick. I have created a practical system of training – physical, psychic, magickal, personal – which works: which can and which does produce genuine Adepts and Masters/Mistresses of Earth. I have also striven to go to the limits of presently existing human experience, involving myself in a practical, life-enhancing, often dangerous, way, with many ways of life. There have been dark deeds; there have been light deeds; confrontations with the essence. I have done this to learn; to understand myself and others; to distil from such experiences the very essence of life, of magick, itself. In one way, I am, could be, or should be, a role-model, for those inclined to voyage toward the next stage of our human evolution. In one sense, I have transcended beyond old, causal forms, devoid of labels, of isms, of rituals, even words. And here, in this one human life, are meanings; here is the essence itself; here is the stage beyond that of Mastery, which few recognize, and even fewer understand.

No doubt those who cling to the old Aeon, of immature human beings, will find some material in this present work to castigate me, and to use to try and discredit me and my work, as no doubt such people will continue to view me, themselves, others and the world through the primitive labels, categories and isms which have kept us in thrall for centuries. Some may even use some trendy theory in an attempt to re-interpret or explain my life and me as an individual. I do not care. I have never cared about such things. Indeed, such things make me smile, or laugh.” Preface to Presencing the Dark: The Weird Life of Anton Long, dated 114yf

Chloe 352

Order of Nine Angles

120yf

WSA

LA VIE NOIR

{ September 4, 2009 @ 1:38 pm } · { La Vie Noir }
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Kali dancing with Shiva

We’re often asked how Satan and the Sinister is Numinous by people. This confusion is based on a misunderstanding of what the WSA and its parent the ONA is. ONA and 352 is an Esoteric Order, meaning that what you see superficially is not the essence and hidden quality or value of what genuinely constitutes the WSA/ONA. There is a zahir and a batin, a useful outer dressing, and an intimate soft inner flesh… so what you see is not always what is underneath. It’s like confusing the clothes a girl wears for the actual girl herself. The clothes comes off and changes, but no matter what she wears, her curvy body is always there hidden for those with the right game and skills to undress her… to partake of her “hidden parts” if you will. In a way 352 and the ONA is like a girl with a great self image who only gives her secret stuff to the worthy… whereas most other organizations and religions are cheap 25 cent whores that give it all up to anybody.

So this confusion is based on lack of perspective. To your common generic stagnant Satanist, his Satan-ism is the end and a means to nothing. Satan-ism to these people is a religion – a box in which are collections of ideologies, softcore philosophical concepts, convictions, and glorified opinions. Satan is evil, and the Sinister is equated with doing bad things. From this perspective, it is admittedly hard to see anything Numinous about evil and bad things. This is a limited Christianized weltanschauung. If this is all you see in the ONA, then you have never really mentally, emotionally, spiritually, or psychologically left the matrix of Christianity.

352 was constructed by minds who were not born, raised, and conditioned in this Christian matrix. Most are Buddhists, some are Brahmanists, some Shaivite, some Shaktas, some Deists, and some are just esoteric mystics. They use the same words like “Satan” and “Sinister,” but these word have a very different esoteric value to them.

To begin to understand the Sinister Numen, we must first understand the thinking process of WSA and what it essentially is. 352 is first a Reichsfolk Culture and Numinous Way institution then an ONA organization. It posits that there exists something “Numinous” or naturally “Divine” which permeates the Living Cosmos. It posits that Urban Civilization, i.e. the “State,” or the “Nation,” is Maya – an Artificial deceptive illusion of mass control. It believes that a majority of urban humanity is asleep, having been born, raised, and mentally conditioned in this artificial environment. Thus, such people have lost touch with not only their own Humanness, but also of the Natural World, and the Living Cosmos.

352 then asks – How then are the anariya – the worldlings lost in this urban illusion – to be Awakened to gradually come to reconnect with the Numinous Cosmos and their own Original Numinous Human Essence? The answer is by first utilizing a Western contraption called “Satan” as a memetic Gate Way to the Sinister.

The Sinister itself is not the end of the matter. Living the Sinister Way is the beginning of a rude awakening. Wherein the Initiate intimately realizes via direct experience that everything about Urban “reality” is a prop and a lie. Everything from its religion which docilizes, to its laws which incriminates humanity. I say this in the Taoist sense, as the Tao Te Ching puts it – The more laws the State makes, the more criminals are made of its own citizens (paraphrased).

Living the Sinister Life is not the desired end in 352. It is a Shivaic process of awakening. In Tantrika, Shiva is the Destroyer and Trickster god. He is the annihilator of human institutions and the façade and artificial props we put up and super-impose onto Reality. It is only after such human – manmade, artificial – superimpositions (of our own human arrogance) are destroyed that the mind is able to SEE what exists BEYOND that deified urban façade… which is Reality in its Numinous and Undefiled form.

Religion only exists in the city-state. It does not exist in Nature, nor does it exist in tribal societies in tune with Nature. In tribal cultures across the world, the way of life, being human, and the primal flow of Nature exists as a seamless Numinous continuum. You cannot take the tribal man out of Nature, nor Nature from his way of life. He is a living, feral part and manifestation of Nature.

Religion is an Urban tool of domestication. Before there was secular politics, religion was the politics, law, and order of a city-state. It still is in most parts of the Middle East (the Shariah). The only difference between a religion (and sectarian laws) and politics (and secular laws) is the Abstract Figurehead. In Religion it is some abstraction called a “God.” In secular politics it is an abstraction called “the People.” Although the abstract figurehead may be different, the people who make the laws are the same Mundanes. The people that enforce such laws are the same Mundanes. The people that follow such laws are the same duped Mundanes. In either case, the cost of being duped by religion and the State is life long servitude, and life long suffering.

To religion and the State, you are a domesticated beast of burden like any cow or sheep or goat; domesticated/civilized, schooled/trained, and bred to profit others. It doesn’t matter what your skin color is, what color your eyes are, what your ethnicity is, or what religion you belong to. Why is it that the first Magian priests were shepherds, and the first Magian politicians were priests? Because it’s the same old shit, in a different toilet.

So, in 352, the Sinister Way of Life is still only a means to and end. The intent of that means is twofold – a) your personal enlightenment, meaning the realization that you are a slave to the machine; and b) the destruction of that Machine; thus opening the path and way for that which is Numinous.

It’s pathetic to see these generic stagnant Satanists acting like they’re bad ass for hating Jesus, and defying religious Christian laws… which has had no power or political authority for at least 300 years. It’s like watching a group of rebels without a cause kicking a 300 year old dead horse. When it comes to defying the State and secular law and order, these same bad ass clowns whimper and whine about how illegal and criminal such Sinister behaviour is. Not ever realizing that the same Mundanes and Homo Hurbis they claim to be misanthropic towards are the very ones that make and enforce those laws they religiously follow. It’s cool and fun to hate Christianity… and be a patriot at the same time, isn’t it?

There can be no Numinous Way of life, if the very people you desire to help free from suffering are lost and enthralled by an artificial illusion. Buddhism and its teachings of non-violence didn’t come into existence whole heartedly accepted by the Indian mass. It was born in bloodshed, and forced on the mass by the enlightened Ashoka with the sword. Islam and its Brotherhood was not accepted by the mass from the get go. Muhammad ran amok slaughtering and conquering, forcing his way of peace and brotherhood on the stupid mass. Your common citizen of any State does not follow or accept secular law and authority naturally. They are forced to follow these laws and pay taxes at the threat of imprisonment and punishment.

The common mass of people are a stagnant bunch prone to habit and inertia. It does not know what is good for itself. It must be lead and force to do things for it’s own good. It is the responsibility of the enlightened… as it has always been… to think for the mass and coral them like the cattle they are forward for their own good.

This “thing” we are involved with is a game which has been played since the dawn of mankind. It’s like a game of football. This world is the football field… the ball is the Mundanes as a mass. What team has the ball in their court wins wealth, dominion, power, and the control of the mass’s destiny. Over the aeons of our species existence, the team players have changed, but the Mundanes have always remained the same ball of the game. In this light, one will see clearly that everything that is written and said by such team players is all bullshit memetics to get that ball.

The Sinister Numen

In the pre-hindu religion of the indigenous Mondas and Dravidians of India, the god An… sometimes known as Kumara or Ardhanari… was a hermaphrodite. Its right side was Ardha meaning Man, and it’s left side was Nari, meaning Woman. These two halves came to be known as Shiva and Shakti.

Shiva is from the word “Shava” meaning a dead corpse… and Shakti meaning “Force,” or “Energy.” The use of such terms is based on the fundamental essence of vama marga tantrika. During the initiation rite of a novitiate the initiate is made to sleep in a cemetery next to a dead body for the night. During that time the novitiate must contemplate on what exactly is the difference between his living body and the dead body next to him.

If the initiate contemplates deep enough, he will come to the eventual realization that there is not much of a difference between a living body and a dead body, but that the living body seems to have Force to it. Thus, the Initiate comes to realize that it is Shakti – the Left Hand Side, or softer, more subtle side of Creation which is the fundamental essence of Creation itself… that there is more to material existence.

Vama Marga posits that material creation is a condensation of or a coalescing of Shakti. That all things that physically exist are an aspect of and manifestation of Creation and the Living Cosmos. The physical universe and the more subtle essence of creation – Shiva and Shakti – are ONE being embraced in an eternal dance. Maya – illusion – comes into existence when the Mind is lead to believe that these two are separate. Thus Duality is born. Without energy, the world is dead matter. Without matter to animate, energy is dormant.

Think of electricity – if it has no light bulb or computer or television to animate and express itself thru, it lays dormant somewhere in the walls or in the wires unseen and forgotten. If one desired to experience electricity, one must allow it to express itself thru what causal substance it will manifest thru such as a Tesla Coil, or indirectly thru maganitism. Experiencing the subtle Numinous aspect of this material cosmos happens in the same way. One must embrace and be at-one with the material universe and allow the acausal to flow thru.

Thus, mythically when Shiva and Shakti are divided Shakti is said to fall asleep in a dark cave at the very base of the spine forgotten. While Shiva is said to sit as a lonely sickly king on his throne in the 6^th Chakra – the third eye. It is here, somewhere between the eyes that we feel our conscious awareness to be… that “I” we assume ourselves to be, that aspect of our beta wave awareness so often lost in this Maya of materialism. Enthralled by the façade of gross matter. Lost in its dead, lifeless urban maze. To awaken from this illusion, to be enlightened, Shakti must be reunited with Shiva… duality must be reunited as ONE.

Thus the symbol of the ouroboros – the serpent biting its own tail. The spine is the serpent… the tail is Shakti… the head united with the tip of the tail is Shiva… what once appeared to be two separate ends is actually one continuous circle/cycle of Creation. Energy giving life and form to matter… living matter (us) giving form and life to energy. It is thru the nexion of the Mind that this energy is directed, irrigated, into form and substance. Everything that we know of today, from the cities we live in, to the foot prints we left on the moon, first began as a Thought in someone’s mind. What we sometimes may call Shakti or Acausal Force literally and naturally conforms to and is molded into form by the Mind into the future reality we will experience and exist in. The Living Cosmos thus continually is in a state of self creation via it living intelligent manifestations. We are each a nexus of creation.

This is the meaning of illumination, that which we dis-cover when Shakti and Shiva are united. Nothing has really changed about the material universe you see. It is just a matter of now understanding that there is more to the physical universe, that all of creation is divine/numinous, and that we are each not just accidental things of some planet, but the living cosmos in physical manifestation. That we have our finer, more “realer” essence not in dead matter, but in Life Force itself… which is the same single eternal Life Force of the Cosmos.

From this weltanschauung – this “knowing” – the material world is not a bad place of suffering which accidentally came into being out of nothing. It is the exultation of Life Force expressed as us and everything which surrounds us. A pageantry or theater in which we don on our costumes for a short while to enact in a cosmic play.

Thus, Shiva is the God of the Dance. Oriental Dance here does not necessarily denote the movement of one’s body to music. One must think of things like Kabuki, or Thai Dance, or Lakorn [Labam] Khmer which is more than arbitrary movement of limbs to music. Each dance in lakorn tells a story and mythology. Each dancer is a god or goddess or mortal… there is a script to each dance. Oriental Dance is actually a pageantry or theater; like Dionysus the Cabiri, Shiva is the God of the Theater… the Cosmic Choregos.

This is the fundamental essence of illumination when an initiate of vama marga – the Left Hand Path – comes to finally realize… that the physical world is a theater, and that mortal life is a pageantry in which we are the director, scriptwriter, and main character of our own play. That mortal existence is not something to be hated, rejected and despised, but something to be cherished, adored, and enjoyed, because it is Creation at play.

This is the genuine meaning and essence of the Sinister Way. Sinister is merely the Latin word for Left. It is the rejection of the grotesquely misunderstood weltanschauung, ontology, and cosmology of the Religonists and those of the Right Hand path which reject mortal existence as inherently bad and imperfect; which vilifies us humans as something disgusting, vile, and incorrect… which often states that the material universe is accidental and lifeless. That there is no life force anywhere. That dualism is a reality and that the struggle of some force of good and evil is a reality.

The Sinister perspective of life is simply one that embraces and adores the Beauty and Numinosity of physical existence… but one cannot hope to embrace or adore such Beauty and Numinosity if one is hopelessly lost in a maze of artificial illusions, in which what we humans have made and imprisoned ourselves in is confused for reality. If you believe the City-State is real… if you believe what urban perspectives your eyes and mind has been conditioned by birth to see as being “reality”… then you are Mundane. That word comes from the Latin “Mundus” meaning World. Numinous Reality is what is left, when the cities have burned to the ground, and the State is no more.

To such Worldlings, the Sinister Nobility who desires to destroy their deified contraptions is indeed evil and criminal… and we revel in those descriptors they have given us… knowing well that the games we play are far beyond their capacity to understand. It is one thing to revel in such descriptors knowing that they describe us as such out of sheer stupidity… it is another thing to believe or accept what definitions the stupid have made as reality. – LXII:OV

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