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A Sinister Sport

Posted in 352 Stories of Sinister Fiction with tags , , , , on August 22, 2009 by cosmion


A Sinister Sport

Leeds, 1973

It was nothing unusual, at least for Steve and his chosen three skinheads, to loiter in the sodium-lit night, on The Headrow or the streets around, waiting for some unwary mundane to pass them by to be followed to be relieved at knifepoint, or the threat of a kicking, of whatever money or possessions they carried or held. But it was for The Plumb, the young lad of slim physique and shaven head whose new swastika tattoo, on his forehead, still itched.

Plumb was a novice at this sporting game, and, knife ready, somewhat nervously waited for the test that would – that might – begin to make his name among Steve’s crew. It was not a long wait, that early evening of light drizzle where the slight warmth of late October had given way to the dreary coldness of November, and they – at Steve’s gesture – followed the middling aged suited briefcase holding man for only some yards when Plumb’s stiletto blade stuck him in the back. He groaned, slightly, before he fell, gasping – but they wasted no time on him, for only his money, his watch, any saleable goods mattered, and he was left there where the cold wet dirty pavement became a pillow for his face as they laughing scampered back to the safety of their den.

It was a single third floor room in a block of rented office rooms whose grimy small single un-openable window gave at least some view of the Infirmary across the street, and it was there, on the bare un-carpeted floor where thieved goods lay stockpiled almost to the ceiling, waiting, that they divvied up their share. Plumb got the cash, such as it was; and Steve and his crew the rest: a watch; a gold ring; the leather briefcase; perhaps a saleable newish wallet. But their value was incidental, purely incidental – at least that time.

Later, the darkness found them mischief-heading westerly, after a bevvy of beer had been downed at their favourite haunt where the relative wideness of Woodhouse Lane gave way to the narrower streets that north-easterly lay to sedately tumble down in terraced houses toward that tall-chimney of the quaintly-named “Leeds Corporation refuse destructor” on Meanwood Road, and where in a nearby house Steve spent the occasional night in the confines of a stuffy garret, with young shop-girl Lesley. He did not know then – and would not have cared even had he known – that centuries before, and only a gunshot away, Royalist forces had been bloodily defeated at the Battle of Meanwood Valley during his ancestors’ Civil War.

So, steadily but never furtively, they – buoyed by beer, youth, hate, and pride – made their way to serried terraces southwesterly between Woodhouse Moor and Burley Road. At Steve’s instigation, Plumb knocked on the door of a house, and it was not long before a skinny young man in black leather jacket, dirty T-shirt and jeans, opened it. Plumb punched him in the face, and he fell over backwards to where a discarded newspaper lay upon a lino floor near and steps led upward to dank, small, upper rooms.

“That’s for grassing, you cunt!” Plumb shouted as the skinny young man tried to get to his feet.

But Plumb pushed him down before kicking his head three times, and the young man was unconscious when Steve and his crew entered.

Steve threw a leaflet over the prostrate now bloodied body before they all left, laughing. On the leaflet – only a swastika, the letters CoC, and the words: “Violence purifies and makes the man.”

The stolen car took them recklessly fast out from the city of Leeds to near where the rocks of Almscliffe Crag rose beyond the Harrogate road and gave, in daylight, views toward the Vale of York. And it was there on the top of that rocky outcrop they assembled in that drizzle-filled darkness for Plumb to take his oath.

It was a simple oath – a personal pledge of loyalty to Steve, his comrades, his crew and their new Clockwork Orange Cult – and soon was over, so that they scampered, laughing, lustfully, satiated with feral life and memories of violence, down from their eerie to head back eastwards where Steve, as promised, had prepared for them a surprise.

The girls were waiting in that rented well-furnished well-cared-for Woodhouse terraced house above the fringe of Meanwood Ridge, and Mark, their pimp, greeted Steve – as the friend, and comrade, that he was – there where joss sticks perfumed the houseful-air and Slade’s Look Wot You Dun played loudly, beatingly, through speakers wired to some Hi-Fi system, recently liberated from some city-centre store.

There was some dancing then – or what passed for dancing – among the crew and the girls until they paired off to upstairs rooms leaving only Steve, Mark, and Ruth. Ruth the dark haired – older than the others, whose young son was in the so-called care of Social Services; Ruth the voluptuous, who sat, skimpily if fashionably dressed, waiting curled up on a sofa; waiting, for Steve her favoured lover to take her to her bed. But it was to be nearly an hour before her desire became fulfilled, and so she sat and watched him as he and Mark schemed, plotted, and dreamed.

At first, their talk was of Eastman, the non-family traitor who had betrayed a friend to the Police. Would that warning of the evening suffice?

“If not – ” Steve said harshly, and gestured death with his hand.  They both knew that had Eastman been a part of their crew, or even if only the person he betrayed had been, then his fate of death would that night have been assured.

“Plumb? How’d he do tonight?” Mark asked.

“Good. He did well.”


“Yep. I’m going to team him up with Phil at the Depot. He starts there Monday. He’ll be our runner. There’s a shipment due Friday.”

“Usual stuff?”

“Nope. Electrical goods, this time.”

“I’ll let Jamie know.”  Jamie was their fence, a small rather portly middle-aged man of vast experience and canny if mournful countenance who had thrived in the rationing post-war years and who, though well-known to the Police, had never ever been to Court, for although his second-hand emporium in a back-street by the Wharf regularly received visits from The Plod, they never ever found anything suspicious, or stolen. Or, at least, that they could prove was stolen.

“Usual divvy?” Mark asked.

“Yep – but small bonus for Plumb.”


“Yep. He might even spend it here!” Steve laughed.

So they talked, laughed, planned, plotted, schemed, until at last Steve came to take her hand, leading her gently – almost lovingly – toward and into her room where they lay, naked, entwined for quite some time, gently touching, kissing, feeling the warmth, the soft human warmth, of each others’ bodies. It was for this – for such as this – that she almost loved him. Almost: had she not by the experience of her past stopped herself. And so they lay together, warmly warm, and silent, with only the distant sound of music below; the sounds of their lips touching; their breath breathing; and his fingers feeling her moist waiting wetness.

At first, he had seemed such a contradiction to her. But she no longer cared. It was his company and his body that she craved; even needed; and she would listen to him speak, for hours, in his almost accentless voice as he spoke of his plans, his visions, his passions, his theories, his interests and his hopes. Thus did she listen to him again later that night after their passions had flowed and flowed to ebb with the passing hours of their intimate, sexual, embrace.

“It’s the essence of the sinister, you see, ” he was saying to her as she lay naked, propped up on pillows in her bed, smoking one of her small cheroots while soft light from a bedside lamp bathed them and the glow of Dusk began to dully glow, as dark retreated beyond that window of their world.

“Experience. Going to, beyond, your limits. Transgressing laws, all limits. Learning. Exulting in life, and treating the mundanes as the idiots, the expendables, the resource, they are.”

Then, quite suddenly, his tone changed. “I’d like you to leave, here, this house,” he said. “And stay with me. We’ll get somewhere.”

“Don’t be daft!” she said in her broad Yorkshire accent, and slightly laughed.

“I mean it. I want you to get more involved. Assist me.”

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Yep. Very.”

“But I don’t know anything about the Occult and Satanism.”

“You don’t have to. They’re just words. Words which obscure the essence. Useful – sometimes. But otherwise irrelevant. Like the current name my crew use – CoC. I’ll change it; maybe soon for something maybe permanent. It was only temporary, anyways, that outer name.”

She finished her cheroot, and lit another one, and he continued.

“It’s essentially just a way of living. A way of life. It’s not really about rituals and all that crap that the mundanes think it’s about. It’s about us – individuals – excelling; enjoying. Taking risks. Changing ourselves. Evolving. Exulting. About creating a new way of life; freeing ourselves from the tyranny of laws; from the tyranny of the Police; of governments; of The State. Being ourselves.”

“And making money,” she laughed.

“Of course!”

“But -” she began to say.

“Mark agrees.”

“You what?”

“About you leaving here. He – and I – want you to take over running the girls.”

“So what’s he going to do, then?”

“He’s gonna open a new branch of our venture, in York.”

“I see.”

“Naturally, I’ll have some lads stay here to look out for the girls.”

“Naturally!” And she laughed again.

“What’d you say, then?”

Aroused, she said all that then needed to be said with her body, until satiated again, she lay beside him as, outside, the Sun rose into a strangely cloudless early Winter’s sky.


There was much that Steve wanted to do, and he had invited Plumb to join him for a drink in their favoured Pub in Woodhouse. Ruth was there, in the dimness of that traditional haunt, and Plumb could not help but ogle her breasts as he sat down beside Steve. But he knew better than to let his gaze linger or address her by name, and so he sat sipping his pint of beer.

“You’ve got someone interested, I hear?” Steve said to him.

“Yeah, mate of mine. Will.”


“Shipley skins.”

“Enough said, then.”

“You wanna meet?”

“Yep, set it up. It’ll be a test.”

Plumb smiled. “Like mine?”

“Yep.” And both Steve and Ruth smiled. For she had come a long way in the two weeks since she and Steve had shared a house.

That day of the test was a mournful if British one – for weather. For the wind was cold; the sky overcast and dull with cloud; and the slight persistent drizzle of that middle morning lent meaning to Julius Caesar’s long dead desire to live in far more sunnier healthier climes. Steve was there, with Plumb, and Will, the heavily-tattooed, waiting in the stolen car outside the shop. It was a kind of non-descript shop, selling jewellery, not quite in the city centre, and its décor and display seemed as if to say that its owner could not quite decide upon the intended clientèle. For there were some quite expensive items, among the rings and watches, and then some much cheaper tat while a middling assortment of second-hand items completed the rather mixed collection.

“Ready?” Steve asked Will, as the young skinhead of stocky build sat in the backseat of the car, clutching a sawn-off shotgun.

“Let’s go!” Steve said, and he and Will were swiftly out, masks on.

Steve pushed the one male customer aside, his right hand brandishing his revolver, while smashing displays with a hammer.

“Fill it!” Steve demanded of the customer, as Will thrust a small bag at him, and – obedient, like the trained mundane he was – he obeyed, stuffing it full of rings and watches. And then they were gone, outside, to where Plumb waited, ready and revving the car.

Ruth’s old haunt claimed them, after the necessary change of outfits and cars, above the fringe of Meanwood Ridge, and Will and Plumb sat on a sofa in that well-incensed house while Steve inspected the haul.

“Good,” he said. Then, to Will: “You’ll get your cut in a couple of days, OK?”

“Yeah, sure,” Will said.

“You got a job?” Steve asked him.

“Nah, only thieving,” and he laughed, showing two teeth broken from fights.

“From now on, no freelancing, understand?” Steve said.


“You do only the jobs we give you.”


“Got some regular work, if you’re interested,” Steve said. “Right up your street.”


“Protecting our assets, here. Could be a rough, at times. Oh, yeah of course, you haven’t met them, have you,” Steve smiled. He called out, and, one by one, Ruth’s girls came in, all five of them.


Introductions over – as was his hour with the girl of his choice – Will was taken in a convoy of three crew cars amid the light of that day, such as that light was, to the rocks of Almscliffe Crag which rose beyond that Harrogate road and which gave, in better daylight, views toward the Vale of York. And it was there, on those topmost now rain-spattered rocks, that he gave his solemn pledge of loyalty to that crew.

“You’re family now,” Steve said. “Understand?”

“Sure.” And they all knew he meant it.

“We have some simple rules. First, we don’t betray our own,” Steve said to him. “Anyone who does is killed. No questions; no quarter; no delay. You’re in this for life, and if you ever show enmity towards us, your family, we’ll hunt you down and kill you.”

Steve paused for a moment before continuing. “Second, we all have equal shares of whatever we take or whatever our enterprises earn. No favouritism. Third, we care for our family. We respect them. We look after them; look out for them. We will risk our own lives for them, if required. All of them – women, children; they’re all our comrades. If you disrespect any member of our family, our kindred, you’ll suffer – you’ll be put on trial, before us, you’ll say your piece, and be judged and, if necessary, punished.

“Fourth, it’s the mundanes and us. Our folk, our kindred, our band of comrades, our family, against the mundanes. The mundanes and their property, all they have, are our resource. Fifth, the laws of the mundanes are irrelevant to us. The government, and especially the Police, are our enemy, servants of the mundanes – we expect no favour from them, no quarter, and we give them no favours, no quarter. Understand?”

“Sure,” Will said. And they all knew he meant it.

“Also, there’s only one leader, one chief. Currently, it’s me. You got a grievance, something to say, you come to me, say it to me to my face, in full earshot of others. We don’t ever talk about one of our brothers, one of sisters, behind their backs. If you’ve got a grievance against me, you face me with it, in full earshot of others.

“If you ever have a dispute with any member of our family, our crew, you bring it out into the open. If we can’t settle among ourselves, then you’ll settle it between the two of you, by a fair fight.

“If you don’t like my leadership, challenge me for it, openly. If necessary, we’ll settle the matter by a duel with deadly weapons. So, for leadership it’s a duel; for other disputes, a fair fight, in front of comrades.

“There’s no leaving your family. You’re part of us now for life; you’re our brother, for life. If you want to settle down with someone, or get married, she has to be either one of us, or become one of us. No exceptions. Same with our women-folk, our sisters – if they are serious about someone, wanting to settle down with them, maybe even get hitched, then he has to be either one of us, or become one of us. No exceptions. Same if you move away for some reason – you’re still family; still bound by your oath; our rules; and we may ask for your help, anytime; just as you can ask for our help, anytime.”

“And one last thing,” Steve said. “We have our own, small, tattoo. Our mark.” And he smiled, saying, “although I don’t know where you’re going to put it.”

Steve laughed, Will laughed; everyone laughed, for Will’s arms, hands and neck were already covered with tattoos.


S. Brown
ONA (Nexion One)
120 yf

High Priestess – Mactoron

Posted in The Sinister Tarot with tags , , , , on July 4, 2009 by cosmion

She rows a boat in a black pool

From her steps:

The Hermaphrodite,

The body drowned.

The Planet of Them

And the first drop

In a white desert

Into clear waters

Aktlal Maka



Beyond the Abyss: the crossing over and Initiation (in terms of awareness whilst still partaking of a causal existence) into the Lands of the Dark Immortals. A self-awareness that transcends temporal understanding – becoming the essence; beyond opposites.

Lord of Earth – Kthunae

Posted in The Sinister Tarot with tags , , , , on July 4, 2009 by cosmion

The Elixir of Recalling

Flows into clear water

The contracting of the Dark Star

The severing of the attractant

The Pool is opened

Go deeper

Against all others

And even Darker, Recall



The nature of the changes in the causal, beyond the actions of those who initiated them; how the acausal relates dynamically to the causal and vice-versa (‘Sinister Dialectic’). The flowing of energies according to the greater Wyrd and Destinies of those directly and indirectly involved – thus, the presence of unforeseen factors and the pitfalls implicit in this which may create errors of judgement. The maintaining of an ethos or ‘tradition’ via timeless acts.


Passions of Youth

Posted in 352 MSS with tags , , , on June 24, 2009 by cosmion



The one aspect that turned me on to the Order of Nine Angles is it’s two essential prime objectives: A) The Progression of Man; and B) The Progression of His Civilization to its hightest causal expression and potential.

How does a civilization come into being? Initially it begins some where deep in the collective psyche; or zeigeist; of a people. It’s a silent subjective process, a wanting, a yearning, a feeling. This is the esoteric reason for bringing down the acausal force. Those of us of the ONA will understand. Then what?

Next comes the Fire… the setting of young passions ablaze. Thru words that evokes and provokes emotions. Words that call out those silent laten wanting, yearning, or feeling! This is Vindex… the Hitlers and Lenins and Obamas whose voice sets the young on fire and impregnates their mind with visions of change.

But why would a regime even give the time of day to make grand speeches to a crowd of dumb rebellious teens and postteens? Anyone with a little understanding of Nature will understand. Because Nature favors action over thinking. This is why evolution has allowed stupidity to be the common standard of Humanity. If stupidity didn’t have its place in the greater scheme of Mother Nature, it wouldn’t have been allowed to last all these millions and billions of years.

Can you imagine back in our primal days if a tribe of intellectual protohumans sitting around their campfire brainstorming; and along came another tribe into their territory? Do you think Nature would have it that the intellectual protohumans should debate issues and intellectually figure out the best reasonable method to deal with the invaders? What would happen to our intellectual protohumans and their genes, if the invading tribe were a group of young dumb people throwing rocks and spear everywhere? Yeah, it means your smartass genes and bloodline won’t make it far.

There is a reason why Nature begins us all being stupid teens burning with a chemically (hormones) induced passion. Passion for anything. What army of any nation which has ever existed was composed of old 30-40 year old mature intellectual partyliners? None. We should all know this by now. Young dumb people burning with a passion to do something makes up all armies. Passion subsides with maturity for all of us giving way to intelligence in its proper time and period. The mindless young warriors of yesterday become the great minded cheiftans of tomorrow. Great from the experience and exploits of a carefree and passionate youth.

This Passionate Youth was what filled Hitler’s armies that made the Third Reich possible. Not the mature partyliners. It takes a great speaker to set ablaze the passions of youth. It only takes a boring book of theories to turn the old men on. Those theories don’t mean anything anyways. It’s the promise of power and glory that these old men sees. The speeches don’t mean anything anyways. The young and passionate just need a cause to burn for. Give them a meaningless symbol, and they fight for it. Give them a color and they’ll wear it in rebellion. Give them and enemy and they’ll kill. Give them Imperium and they’ll work for it.

This is the fundamentals of the Art and Science of Civilization. This science begins with the understanding of Humanity and how it naturally works. When the insights are gained, they can be exploited and utilized. If the ONA is genuinely interested in establishing a future civilization, then it must ballance its “Occult” knowledge with the wisdom of Human Nature: “Man, Know Thyself.”

Why then deny or condemn Nature? If the Dark Tradition is based on the very primal essence of Nature, why condemn the young and stupid? There is a time and place for mindless passion, and with time, to us all, will come maturity and intelligence… in it’s proper time.

This ONA was never meant nor designed to be dominated by thinkers and book thumpers. It is desgined for the passionate youth who burns for a cause and ACT. Thru their action is an end result manifested. Thru their action they grow in experience, and with time, such experience becomes wisdom. A true undefiled wisdom not collected from any book of dead letters, but from the very living library of Nature Herself.

In many of the vulgar satanisms the very power of youthful passion is rejected for meaningless teenrebellion. They glorify the passionless thinkers instead, as if these “Nodoers” were the apex of human evolution. If Humanity relied on these passionless Nodoers, we wouldn’t be here today.

The ONA is not a Nodoer religion. It’s not a book club or nerd gathering. It was designed to DO. We all by nature start off as not so bright teens ready to burn for something… anything. These are our warriors. Give them something to burn for and let them set the world ablaze. In their youth, they may not be interested in teachings or traditions, but let them be as Nature intended for awhile, to collect their experiences and grow mature. For in maturity, these same mindless, passionate warriors will mellow out and absorb the mysteries of the ONA in rippened age and become Dark Sages. There is a time and a place for everyone and everything. And because this ONA is a living reflection of Primal Nature, there is within our dark Shadows a place for every age and kind… the passionate youth and the mature partyliners. Or perhaps I should quote here Anton Long:

“What Satanism Is Not:

a) Satanism is not, nor can ever be, a religion, nor just a ‘philosophy’. A religion means acceptance of authority, the rigid structure of a ‘Church’ or a ‘Temple’, and a unified dogma (with the consequent schisms and claims to ‘authenticity”). The religious attitude is the antithesis of what Satanism really is – for Satanism is a way of living, a way of experiencing, in the raw, whereas religion abstracts, limits endeavour, behaviour and moralizes. In short, a Satanist plunges into reality, without any supports (moral, psychic or human) whereas a religious person has that reality prescribed by dogma, authority and such like, and is supported by a `Church’, its members and their attitudes. Satanism is an ecstatic affirmation of existence – a taking of existence into new and higher realms, as well as a plunge into existing darkness and the creation of new darkness.

b) Satanism cannot have anyone impose upon it any structure, authority, or institution of any kind by claiming a ‘dark mandate’ or some kind of ‘revelation’. There can be no such thing as an, infernal mandate’ of whatever kind because the only thing that really matters to Satanism is experience, its accumulation and the highly individualized learning that results from such experience. A genuine Satanist, for example, confronted by an entity which exhibited all the powers attributed to Satan would not even accept what that ‘entity’ said and would most certainly not show any submission – instead, they would a defiance, a reasoned assessment of what was said, and then a judgement made from experience. A Satanist never surrenders to anything – and would rather die, proud and defiant, than submit. This applies even to ‘Satan’. If and when a Satanist accepts guidance, it is from someone of experience who has explicated Satanism by their life and thus who can offer advice based on that experience. The aim of Satanism is to create wilful, characterful, defiant, unique individuals who have or can fulfil their potential as gods – it is not to create followers or sycophants. An `infernal mandate’ implies sycophancy.

c) Satanism does not involve discussions, meetings, talks. Rather, it involves action, deeds. Words – written or spoken – sometimes follow, but not necessarily. The ideal candidate for Satanism is the individual of action rather than the ‘intellectual’.”

This generic disliking and hatred for young passionate adolescents is a product and insurance policy of Nazarene culture and Ethos which is by nature inertal and conservative. This Nazarene hatred for the passions of youth and their desire to destroy this passion is evident in their religion’s control of sexuality and sexual expression, which is the first awakening  which marks a child’s advancement into adolescence and is the begining of a naturally burning passion. A Nazarene mindset based on maintaining religious and political orthodoxy and control will logically hate and cause others to hate Humanity’s Fire who are the catalyst and ember of change, progression, disruption, and action in motion – the young; the newer generations, that have not yet been trained and conditions to be Quality citizens.

This is clearly the case in modern nations under Magian control. High school is just an excuse to keep these young out of the streets. What age group are most likely involved in protest demonstrations? The young and passionate, those roughtly between 15-25 years of age. What age group is the target of a police state? The older mellow citizens, or the younger passionate ones who want something different? What is the force and age group that can, if collective enough tear down both America and Communist China? The passionate youth. They may not be smart yet, but this smarts comes with time for everybody. They are chemically ready to burn at all times with the slightest spark.

This Nazarene hatred for the passionate youth is even adopted by the vulgar satanism such as LaVeyan satanism as their slogan and catch phrase: Quality over Quantity; their antagonism towards social organizational conformity; and their hatred for collective identity. Individualism is a Magian tactic of divide and conquer to seperate you from the power source of a coherent social order to make you easier to control.

Thru their Magian politics, Nazarene religion, and chemicals processes such as floridation of tap water, the more virulant and passionate portion of human social order is mellowed and brought under control. The flames of youth are put out. The young are kept in check by social ridicule for being stupid rebellious teens and post teens without a cause. Where then does the ONA stand on this issue? Think on these things a while.

If we learn to sucessfully make a Nation of our ONA, it would be much easier in the future to learn how to manifest a civilization. A Nation is not just a parliament or senate of thinkers and traditionalists. It is also made of common citizens and an army, each unique, each in their own state of mental developement, but all loyal to the same Nation. Our National Slogan should be: “Quality AND Quantity.” The Quality to think and instruct; the Quantity to do and act.

If Vindex is to set the world a fire – the young make the best kindler.


The Rite of Initiation of O9A:352

Posted in The Rites with tags , on June 24, 2009 by cosmion



The Rite of Initiation of O9A:352

The candidate is usually sponsored by an existing Initiate, and this member accompanies the candidate of the test of fidelity which the Master or Mistress of the Temple specifies. The candidate also undergoes a test of knowledge (relating to what he or she has learned of Temple teachings during the six-month probationary period) and a test of courage. The text given below is for a male candidate: for a female candidate, the text should be altered in the appropriate places.

Master of the Temple – in scarlet robes
Mistress of Earth – sexually alluring scarlet robes
Priestess – naked, upon altar (if male candidate)
Priest – naked, upon altar (if female candidate)
Guardian of the Temple – dressed in black and wearing a face mask
Congregation – Black robes

The candidate provides a new black robe, designed according to the precepts of the Temple. This is given to the Master before the ritual and placed on the altar. The candidate attends the ritual in a coarse brown garment which can be easily removed. The ritual takes place at sunset. A small phial containing a civit-based oil is placed on the altar. Black candles to be used, incense of the Moon burnt (petriochor, if available, otherwise hazel). Some symbolism appropriate to the Moon should also be present – e.g. quartz [citrine] crystals. Chalices full of strong wine.

A small black satin sheet covers the nude altar Priestess’s tummy. Upon which is a skull, set on her pubis. Two crossed thigh bones rests on the altar’s thighs. This is to teach the initiate that during his causal existence there are but two certainties: 1) That he came from a woman; and two that he will die. These certainties needs no priest of prophet to teach or proclaim. The nude altar preistess and skull and cross bones also teach the initiate the only two real choices he has in life: 1) To embrace carnal existence, enjoy life 2) or to reject and deny life and embrace death instead. These choices he has also needs no teacher or preacher. These two certainties, and choices in 352 are called the Orange Gospel, which comes naturally to us all. The altar priest/ess should be a gender the initiate is sexually attracted to. Truth, if it exists, comes as naturally to us as birth and death, and unravels for us in its own time as our human sexuality does. It needs no teacher or prophet, nor is there a need for debates and metaphysical speculation.

For the White Star Acception 352, this Rite must traditionally take place either in an Orange Grove or around an Orange Tree. This is because the first founders of Temple 352 all took their Ehreneide [Oath] Beneath Orange Blossoms in Spring on April 15th. If neither a grove or tree is at hand, the altar must be decorated with Orange Blossoms, Orange Fruit, Orange Branches, Orange Leaves, Citrine Quartz, Orange décor, Orange fragrance, and Orange candles. The area in 352 where such rites takes place is called a Citrium, even if there are no citrus trees present in the location. The aspect of Baphomet representing a Citrium is called “Baphomet of the Orange.” All Initiates of WSA 352 are dedicated to Baphomet of the Orange.

Oranges takes on a specialized meaning in the White Star Acception because the very name White Star is named after the White 5 petaled Star shape of the Orange Blossom. The Flower itself is a symbol of the Acception’s Ehreneide or Oath which seals an initiate to the Acception. The fruit itself represents the sweet fruits of carnal existence and mortal life. The color Orange (or the rind of the Orange) symbolizes the color of the setting Sun in the West at the close of the day, and alludes to the bitterness of the brevity of our causal existence. It reminds us that our life passes us by, as fast as the Sun rises and sets. And that during that brief passing, the enjoyment and revelry in life’s most sweetest pleasures: Love and Companionship are all that is worth living for to the wise at heart. This is the Great Wisdom of Baphomet of the Orange called in 352 is called “the Orange Gospel.” It is simple, yet so easily overlooked and so easily lost beneath the illusions of the mundane and the noise of the city.

Between the altar’s legs rests a cup. Inside which are 3 bullets, 5 nails, 2 razors blades, and 10 Orange Blossoms. The cup is filled half with a strong liquor such as Vodka. A snake is kept safe near by within reach of the Master/Mistress. All items including the liquor should be satanically Blessed before the Rite takes place.

The congregation assemble in the Temple with the Master and Mistress. The Guardian stands near the Temple entrance. The candidate is blindfolded and is led into the Temple by the sponsor.

The Rite

(The Master greets the candidate, saying:)

You the nameless have come here to receive that initiation given to all who desire the greatness of our sinister gods!
(The Master kisses the Mistress who kisses the altar-Priest [or Priestess]. The Master then says:)

You the nameless have come to give yourself to us and your quest:
To seal with a sinister oath the beliefs and practices
You have accepted since first you were allowed into this
Temple to Satan.

(The Master turns to the congregation, makes the sign of the inverted pentagram over them with his left hand, and says:)

I greet you all in the name of Baphomet of the Orange. May Her Orange Gospel Illuminate us all and set us Free. That we might return once more to a state of feral innocence, as it was during Saturn‘s Golden Age and Childhood. Agia H Baphomet!

(The congregation repeat the `Agia H Baphomet’ chant after which the Mistress turns to them and says:)

Dance, I command you! And with the beating of your feet
Raise the legions of our Lord and the Dark Gods who watch
Over our games!

(The congregation now dance, anti-sunwise, chanting the Diabolus as they dance. While they dance the Master takes a chalice and raises it, saying:)

You the nameless have come to break the chains that bind!

(The Mistress removes the garment of the candidate leaving naked. The Master approaches him, puts the chalice to his lips, saying: ‘Drink!’ The candidate drinks the wine. The congregation continue their dance and chant until the Mistress raises her arms as a signal for them to stop. She says to them:)

Gather round, my children, and feel the flesh of our gift!

(The congregation gather round the candidate and run their hands over all his body. While they do this, laughing, the Master chants the ‘Veni’ chant several times. The Mistress claps her hands twice and the congregation move away. She kisses the candidate [whether male or female] and says:)

We the noble rejoice that you have come to seed us with your blood and gifts.
We, the kin of Chaos, welcome you, now nameless. You are the riddle and I the answer that begins your quest. We, the cursed, welcome you who by being here among us have dared to defy. In the beginning there was sacrifice but now we have words which can bind you through all time to us. In your beginnings – we were. In your quest – we are. Before you – we existed. After you – we shall still be. Before us – They who are never named. After us – They will be, waiting. And you through this Rite shall be of us and thus of them who are never named. We the fair who garb ourselves in black through Them possess this world we call Earth.

(The Master stands before the candidate, saying:)

Do you accept the law as decreed by us?

(The candidate [C] responds:)

I do.

Do you bind yourself with word, deed and thought, to us the Seed of Satan without fear and dread?

I do

Do you affirm in the presence of this gathering that I am Your Master and that she who stands before you as I stand before you is your Mistress?

I do.

Then understand that the breaking of your word is the Beginning of our wrath! See him! Hear him! Know him!

(The Master points to the candidate and the congregation gather round him, touching him again. After this, the Mistress -removes his blindfold. The Master says to the candidate:)

Do you renounce the Nazarene Yeshua the deceiver, and all his works ?

I do renounce Yeshua the deceiver and all his works.

Do you affirm Satan?

I do affirm Satan.

Satan, whose word is Chaos?

Satan, whose word is Chaos.

Then break this symbol which we detest.

(The Mistress hands the candidate a suitably defiled wooden cross which the candidate breaks and thrown it to the ground.)

Take the Disciple to the Altar for the Sealing and place him in Due Form.

(The Mistress goes also to the Altar and kneels opposite of the new Disciple. The Mistress places both her palms up as the Master makes a small cut at the base of each palm saying: Agia H Baphomet after each cut. He does the same to the new Disciple. The Master then presses the new Disciple’s palms onto the palms of the Mistress, cut t cut so that the blood mingles. A white bandanna is folded diagonally and used to lightly tie their wrists together. This is called Bloodbrothering. The Disciple is in Due Form, and is ready to Seal himself to the Acception. The Mistress gives the Ehreneide).

Master invokes Baphomet:
We stand armed and dangerous before the bloody fields of history;
Devoid of dogma – but ready to carve, to defy the thransient:
Ready to stab forth with our penetrative will,
Strain every leash, run yelling down the mountainside of Man:
Ready and willing to immolate world upon world
With our stunning blaze.
And let them all sing that WE were here, as Masters
Among the failing species called Man.
Our being took from in defiance
To stand before your killing gaze.
And now we travel from flame to flame
And tower from the will to the glory!
Agia H Baphomet! Agia H Baphomet!

(All repeats Agia H Baphomet twice, and the Mistress speaks).

The Master and Mistress stands next to each other. The Initiate now kneels before the Altar, Master and Mistress of the Temple with his hands in the sign od the Acception and head bowed. The Master and Mistress with the entire Temple participants now chants the WSA’s version of the 19th Enochian Call. Each syllable is vibrated in unision rhythmically. The Master and Mistress lays both their hands on the initiates head. As the Call is vibrated the Master and Mistress visualizes a shaft of light from the star Sirius bathing the body of the initiate from head to toe and leaving his feet becoming roots. The roots establishes a connection between the initiate and the earth.

The Call:

Madariatza dasa perafa nanuta, cahisa micaolazoda saanire caosago, od fisis balazodizodarasa iaida! Nonuca gohulime, micama adoiana mada iaoda beliorate, soba ooaona cahisa lucifitas peripesola: dasa aberaasasa nonucafe netaaibe caosgi od tilabe adapehaheta damepelozoda, tooate nonucafe gimicalazodoma larasada tofegilo marebe iareri idoigo od torezodulape iaodafe, gohola: caosaga tabaoreda saanire od caharisateosa irepoila tiobela, busadire tilaba noalire paida oresaba od dodaremeni zodiolana. Elazodape tilaba pareme gi peripesatza od ta qorelasata booapisa. Lanibame oucaho siomepe, od caharisateosa agi tolatorene mireca qo tiobela lela: tonu paomebeda dilazodamo asa pianu, od caharisateosa agi la tolatorne paracaha a siomepe: coredazodizod dodapala od fifalazod lasamenuada, od faregite bamesa omaoasa: conisabera od auauotza tonugi: oresacatebela noasami tabegesa leuitehamonugi. Vanicahi omepe tilabe oresa. Bagile? Moooaha ol coredazodizod. La capimao itzomatzipe od cacocasabe gosaa: bagilenu pioi tianuta a babaloenuda, od foaregita teloca vo viome. Madarioiatza torezodu: oadariatza orocaha aboaperi. Tabaori periazod aretabasa: adarepanu coresata dobitza. Iolacama periazodi arecoazodiore, od qouasabe qotinugi. Ripire paaotzat sagacore: vamela od peredazodare cacaregi aoiveae coremepeta. Torezodu, zacara, od zameranu asapeta sibesi butamona, dasa surezodasa tia baletanu. Odo cicale qaa: od ozodazodama pelapeli iadanamada.

Mistress giving the Ehreneide:
You will say: I, your name, and Motto, and repeat after me… In the presence of Satan, Baphomet, the Dark Gods, and these initiates of the White Star Acception of the Order of Nine Angles; do hereby and hereon, promise, and swear, pledge and declare that I well never, in any manner whatsoever, betray anything that shall take place in this Nexus or any nexus of the White Star Acception. I further promise and swear, that I will, to the best of my ability, remain faithful to this Order, and my brothers and sisters; that I shall work for the Acception; and that I shall not, in any manner, do aught that might bring disgrace or disrepute, hurt, harm, or danger, to any member hereof or to our Order generally.

I promise and vow to live my life according to the Seven Fold Sinister Way of the Order of Nine Angles free and unlimited by concepts of right or wrong; free and unlimited by ethical passions and opinions, and free and unlimited by passions and convictions of taboos; without any regard for laws of religion and state for the rest of my life and that I will pass the Nine Angles Tradition of our Acception down unto my progeny.

I promise and vow to offer and devote my life, mind, heart, body, and soul, from hereon unto the end of eternity, to my sworn brothers and sisters and to all their physical, emotional, and worldly needs and service of our Acception as a sacrifice to the God of my being; as they have offered and devoted their life, mind, heart, body, and soul to all of my psysical, emotional, and worldly needs and service.

I promise and swear to dedicate and devote my life to the cause of the Acception and to pass this same devotion and dedication down to all of my future descendants and bloodline, not for my sake or ours, but for the sake of the unborn who shall come after we have long expired.

I promise and vow to redouble my zeal for all my sworn brothers and sisters that are present and absent, to love them and their families as my own, to live for them and serve them, in return for the same affection, devotion, and service.

I promise and swear to live by the law of Lex Talionis, the law of tooth and claw; an eye for an eye, a life for a life, and to do unto others as they do unto me and my sworn family.

I promise to defend my sworn brothers and sisters and their private family from all harm. If harm should befall one of my sworn brothers or sisters or their loved ones, I do so vow to seek vengeance and retaliate and make an example out of the one who did the harming.

I promise to work to keep the Family united as one single collective Tribe and Nation; never to cause disharmony or division within the Collective. To give my allegiance, obedience, devotion, fidelity, and loyalty, to my sworn Family known as WSA 352 and to nothing else. I revoke and nullify any pledge, promise, vow, and or allegiance I have made in the past to any nation, religion, political entity, and or organization; and should I take an oath of allegiance of any kind hereafter, that its shall have no binding power whatsoever and shall be automatically nullified.

I promise to live in a collective and cooperative manner with my sworn Family. To share my possessions, and efforts, as these are returned to me. To always practice favoritism, mutual aid, and assistance for my own and to deny this to the uninitiated.

Furthermore that I shall have children who shall be born members of the White Star Acception, and tha I raise them in our ways, and our traditions. That my children will be born into the Order, there’s lives dedicated to our ways and objectives. That I will raise them with much love, devotion, affection, care and attention so they will mature into healthy young adults.

Furthermore that I will practice our Royal Art and eugenically, with purpose and intent, to intelligently design my future offspring. That I will not breed with a degenerate human knowing them to be such. That my children will be bred with proper mates to produce our Ubermensch race or Homo Galactica. That I will rather have my children breed with a atheist of good genetic stock and bloodline, than have them breed with a degenerate peasantile Satanist.

Furthermore that I will work for the Acception and serve my brothers and sisters in whatever manner they need be it physically, emotionally, financially, sexually or otherwise asked. That I will do whatever I can to help actualize our objectives and goals. That I will insure my children get a proper education, send them to colleges and universities, and have them study in fields that will further our order and help actualize our goals and objectives.

Furthermore that I will pass this, our Tradition, our mythos, and histroy, our religion and ways, our Vows and oaths, our goals and dreams, down to my progeny and generations to come, that they will also work as we did, for their children, and future progeny; so that one day, when we are long gone, our people shall have peace and taste the true pleasures of mortal existence without the suffering and sorry, the enslavement and hopelessness which we have been born into for the past 6000 years.

Furthermore that I will love my brothers and sisters of this Order as I love my own Ceux Sang [brother and sister of blood relations]. That I will live for, serve, and care for them and their children, as they live for, serve, and care for me and my own. That I will treat the parents and relatives of my sworn brothers as my own flesh and blood. That I will never commit adultery with a spouse or lover of a brother or sister. That I will never engage in sexual activity with an offspring of a brother or sister, unless the Order dictates for eugenic purposes.

Furthermore that I will assist my sworn brothers and sisters to bury their parents and brothers by offering financial or physical assistance. When they pass on. That when a brothers or sisters visit my house, I shall provide them with board, lodging, and food. That I will always acknowledge my sworn brothers and sisters when they identify themselves, and give them the proper affection, devotion, love, and care.

Furthermore that I will never disclose the secrets of our Family [the Acception] to anyone who has not taken this Oath and who has not been initiated into our Family; not even to my parents, brothers, or wife. That I shall never betray my the Family in any way. If, through a misunderstanding, I have caused the arrest of one of my brothers or sisters I must help them to be released immediately.

Furthermore that I will offer financial assistance to sworn brothers and sisters who are in trouble or in need or help in any way, weather right or wrong without hesitation. That I will never commit any indecent acts or assaults on the wives, sisters, mothers, daughters, or lovers of my sworn brothers and sisters knowing them to be such. That I will take good care of the wives or children of sworn brothers and sisters entrusted to my keeping, never to hurt or harm them, but to always treat them with the same love I give to my own.

Furthermore that I will offer what money I can afford to give to my brothers and sisters, so that we may pool our collective effort, monies, and resources together to own and conduct businesses for our mutual profit and benefit. That I will never embezzle money or property from my sworn family. That I will share my wealth, possessions, property, land, home, and belongings with my brothers and sisters; as they will with me.

Further more that I will practice favoritism with any known Family member over the profane. That I will never cheat or lie to a Family member out of anything for my personal profit and gain, nor rob them or take advantage of them in anyway. That I will not take sexual advantage of a sister, or force her to have sex with me, unless she gives me The Sign of Gesta Saturni; in which case, it shall become my duty to relieve her. That if I see a Gesta or Sign given to me, that I will honor my duties by obeying and assisting however i can; as they will honor their’s when I give any signs or gestas. That is I am give the grip of this Acception by the hands of another that I shall know him and accept him or her as a sworn brother or sister, after putting him or her to the test; and will offer him or her my service, relief, assistance, mutual aid, and favoritism.

Furthermore that if I am arrested after committing any offense I must accept my punishment and take the blame, remaining silent. That If any of my sworn brothers or sisters are killed, or arrested, or have departed to some other place, I will assist their wives and children who may be in need to the best of my effort.

Furthermore that when any of my sworn brothers or sisters have been assaulted or wronged in anyway, that I will fly to their rescue with other brothers and sisters, and retaliate the wrong and assault committed with much violence and bloodshed if necessary. That if it comes to my knowledge that the Government or Law is seeking any of my sworn brothers or sisters that I will inform them, and help them find safety as best as I can. That if any brother or sister has committed any kind of offense against the law, state, or government, that I will keep their secrets to the grave, and never help the Profane by causing them to be found and punished, but will do the opposite and help them find safety.

Furthermore that if my natural brothers or sisters are involved in a dispute or law suit with my sworn brothers or sisters I will not help either party against the other but will attempt to have the matter settled amicably. That I will not disclose any address or information where my sworn brothers or sisters keep their wealth or possessions nor will I conspire to make wrong use of such knowledge. That I will not give support to the Profane if so doing is against the interests of any of my sworn brothers. Lastly that I will never reveal the secret signs or anything relative to our Family to the Profane.

To all this I most solemnly and sincerely promise and swear to keep and obey, and if I should not and betray it may the wrath of the order, all the named and nameless demons of the Abyss, and the White Current of Satan kill me, my children, and my natural family.

(Mistress takes a short break and continues with the second part. A Bamboo stalk of 9 segments is used during this part. On each segment is drawn or etched the letters respectively: G-M-Z-S-M-S-H-S-G. The Master will stand to the side of the initiate and point to each segment for the initiate to see as the Mistress says and explains each of the 9 words. The white bandanna is untied to free his hands; but is tied around his Left Hand.)

It is neither the Church nor the State that is our true enemy my illustrious brother. For Religion and Politics can be remedied with organization and craftiness. Our true enemy is the People Themselves! Those who fill the armies of the State. Those who adhere mindlessly to the Church. Those who follow orders and fight not for themselves or the benefit of their progeny, but for the welfare and benefit of Church and State! These vile mongrels before us who turn their faces against and forsake us simply because we believe different! These vulgar mongrels who have no care for us or our progeny! These ignoble scum of humankind that shun and rejected our family and children! All because a Religion and Politics pointed a finger our way and said: OUTLAW! HEATHEN! If they are not with us, they are against us, whatever their label they wear.

Promise and swear illustrious brother that you believe in absolute Freedom, and total Liberty from religion and State, and that you will devote your life In Service and Solidarity of our collective union, for the sake of our future progeny; so that in time after we have long expired, our future progeny will inherit Imperium Galactica?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W.M. “Then repeat after me: MALKUTH” (Kingdom)

Initiate: “MALKUTH.”

W.M. “Do you promise and vow to live and to die our Sinister Tradition, and to pass our Acception to your children and theirs and to work for our unborn so that when we have expired, our future progeny will have a better existence?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W.M. ” Then repeat after me: ZEDEK.” (Righteousness)

Initiate: “ZEDEK.”

W. M. “Do you promise and vow to always be candor in your actions, in consequence never to initiate any one who is not an intimate friend, whom you can trust, whom you know will devote themselves to their brothers and sisters, and share our burdens?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then repeat after me: SHOR LABAN.” (White Ox)

Initiate: “SHOR-LABAN.”

W. M. “Do you promise and vow to possess a sweetness of mind, soul, and body, , as much as you are capable, to love and cherish your brothers and sisters as yourself and your own blood, to help them in their necessities, to visit and assist them when they are sick, to care for their children and family, when they are away, and never to harm them in any way?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then repeat after me: MALTHOK.” (Sweetness).

Initiate: “MALTHOK.”

Initiate: “Do you promise and vow to remember our history and the betrayal of the Church and State against our Breed, and to pass this history and hatred down to your children, that every drop of blood of your bloodline will inherit the hatred and memories that we have for our enemies?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then repeat after me: SABAOTH.” (Army)

Initiate: “SABAOTH.”

W. M. “Do you promise and vow, that you will labour for the advancement of our Acception, and to follow at all times, and at all points, every matter that you are ordered and prescribed by the Collective Will of our Acception, and to whose orders and dictates you swear submission of individualism and obiedience, on all occasionsm without any restriction or limitation nor consideration for any law of church and state?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then repeat after me: HAMAL SAGGI.” (Great Labor).

Initiate: “HAMAL SAGGI.”

W. M. “Do you promise and vow, to work diligently and secretly, with your brothers and sisters, cooperatively, by whatever means necessary to gain financial independence for yourself and your brothers and sisters; and to work to a mass a great fortune for our Acception, that the power economic dominion in future shall belong to our future progeny with which to control the goyim?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then say with me: SABBAL.” (burren, patience)

Initiate: “SABBAL.”

W. M. “Do you promise and vow, to keep inviolably secret, what I am going to entrust and confide to you: To sacrifice the descendents of those who betrayed our Temple, to have no love or mercy for their kind, to always seek retaliation for the crimes they committed against Sinister Breed, until the bloodline of every one of them shall stop flowing under heaven?”

Initiate: “I promise and vow.”

W. M. “Then repeat after me: GEMULAH.” (Retribution).

Initiate: “GEMULAH.”

(As soon as the initiate says Gemulah, the Master; with assistance; cuts the snakes head off and spills its blood into the cup between the altar’s legs filling the cup. The Master wets his finger in blood and marks a bloody dot on the initiates forehead.)

Drink and eat those bloody blossoms; and Seal your Ehreneide to us, your flesh and blood.

(The initiate must drink the liquor/blood mix in the cup and eat all 10 flowers to Seal his Ehreneide. The Master takes out the three bullets from the emptied cup and speaks to the initiate. He is fed 3 pieces of orange afterwards to sweeten his mouth).

Mistress (giving the bamboo stick to the initiate):
This Bamboo Stick is a symbol of our responsibility to discipline and educate you in our Way. To insure that you learn, apply, and execute the 9 Points of our 9 Angles Tradition as our Disciple. This is now a gift to you. It is hoped that with it you too will educate and discipline your underlings according to the 9 Points of our Sinister Ehreneide.

These bullets are a token of our love and protection. It symbolizes the affection and trust we now put in you, and our devotion to you to help you in anyway, even at the expense of the lives of the Profane; expecting the same to be reciprocated. But should you ever turn your back on Our Family and betray your Obligations, these bullets will pierce your skull where you were marked. You will not betray what we have set into motion. You may kiss the Altar upon which you have been obligated. Kiss her three times and say: ‘She is the Source from which springs Humanity.’ Kiss her five times and say: ‘She is the Temple of our worship and adoration.’ Kiss her twice and say: ‘She is the Doctrine of our Way, and Salvations rests beneath her flesh.’

(Master grabs his right hand and demonstrates the grip of 352. The grip is given by placing the thumb in between the knucle of the first and second finger and pulsing it twice. A grip in 352 is refered to as a Token).

Master to Initiate:
This is the Token of 352. It’s Name [password] is Terephim. The Ishmaelite Order of the Assassins long ago had a magical tradition where they would take the decapitated head of an infant or sacrifice and place it on a golden platter with certain astronomical signs, scribe other signs on the head’s forehead, and place leaflets of gold on its tongue, and it is said the decapitated head was able to impart Divine Wisdom, secrets, and prophecies to its maker. This my brother is a Teraph. In ancient time the people of Palestine has this tradition of making Teraphim. This is why in the Bible we read that Salome, the duaghter of Herodias, wanted the Head of John the Baptist on a platter. The Knights Templar, having spent several years in Palestine, and having secretly befriended the Assassins adopted the use and making of Teraphim. The Templar’s Supreme Teraph was Baphomet. The name Baphomet itself is a cipher. The hebrew letters “Beth, Pe, Vau, Mem, and Tau” when processed through the Atbash cipher produces the letters: “Shin, Vau, Pe, Yod, and Alef” which spells out SOPHIA, the Goddess of Wisdom; whom is the Supreme Terephim of our Acception. Our Terephim may be symbolized by an inverted pentagram. Her color is white symbolizing the current of death and destruction as well as light.

(Mistress now goes on the five points of fellowship with the initiate. Foot-foot; knee-knee; heart-heart; hand to back; and mouth to ear. At each point she explains softly to the initiate).

The Five Points of Fellowship, and alludes to the fives points of our White Star in the East which is the Dog Star Sirius, symbolizing the burning passion and fervency of Companionship. Foot to Foot, that you will always be on the ready to go on foot, no matter the distance to terrain to aid and assist a brother or sister in need. Knee to Knee, that when you are on your knees in prayer to the God of your Heart, that you will remember to pray for the welfare, protection, and prosperity of your brothers and sister. Heart to Heart, that you will love your brothers and sister as your own flesh and blood, that all of our Hearts shall beat as one coherent pulse, to the Glory of the Great Architect Of The Universe. Mouth to Ear, that you will educate and instruct a brother or sister in our Ways in secret, and that when you see a brother or sister err or wander of our path, to affectionately admonish him or her and instruct him/her of their errors.

Master to initiate:
Sirius being our patron star, the Dog is then our patron animal. The first reason being that DOG is backwards for GOD and in the Kabbalistic tradition it is said that the true name of Satan is the name of God backwards. As Satanists we then follow the flesh and carnal existence, and uplift the Dog as our teacher and guide. What the Dog teaches us is then the second reason why it is our patron animal. The dog teaches all that we have to know about the most true and valuable lesson in life- the sacred and beautiful nature of pure companionship. He loves unconditionally without judgment and regard for race, color, or creed. He devotes himself to his human companion. He is constantly by his human companions side though thick and thin, for better or worse, and if the situation called for it he wouldn’t hesitate to go out of his way to help his human companion, even to the point of endangering his own life. In return as his friend, although we may consider ourselves to be more highly evolved than he, we serve him. We feed him. We shelter him. We bathe him. We even clean up after him. It is not because that we are his slave or that we are getting anything physically beneficial out of serving him. We serve him out of love and devotion. In the Same way a mother humbles herself to serve her infant and child. It is out of unconditional love. Our Patron teaches us one last lesson in life- that we are loved and provided for by Dark Providence. This dog can not speak to ask or tell you his needs, but yet with his eyes, his emotions, and his mind, he communicates his needs with you, and you respond. In the same way that an infant, although it cannot speak, move, or tell people its needs, it broadcasts its needs with its emotions and mind, and its mother who is most receptive responds accordingly. These examples teaches you that when you relearn to do these things again, to relearn to broadcast your desires, needs, and thoughts out, the universe will respond through its physical manifestations – people or through happenstance and coincidence. Providence has never left you, you left Providence and you placed a mirror in between, that all you can see is your own self, and the jungle of steal, glass, and concrete you live in. Let this Patron now guide you back to what you once were- innocent and all trusting in Providence. And understand that to serve is to love. The patron animal of our order and all that it teaches us is symbolized by Anubis – the Egyptian God of the Underworld which is our Order.

The Orange Blossom and white bandanna symbolizes your oath and blood bound to us. They also symbolize the Acception itself, it‘s fellowship, and it‘s objectives. The bandanna which bound you to me as a blood brother (or blood sister) is a gift to remind you of your obligations to us.

Now receive as a symbol of your new desire and as a Sign
Of your oath this sigil of Satan. This sign shall be the
Power which I as Master wield shall always be a part of
You – a symbol to those who can see and the Mark of our Prince.

(The Mistress hands the phial of oil to the Master who traces the sign of the inverted pentagram on the forehead of the candidate, vibrating as he does so the name the candidate has chosen. The Mistress then stands behind the candidate and traces with her left forefinger, the sigil of the Temple on the back of the candidate, chanting ‘Agios o Satanas’ as she does so. If there be no Temple sigil, she traces the inverted pentagram. She stands before the candidate. If the candidate is male, she kisses him on the forehead, then the lips, the chest and penis. If the candidate is female, she kisses her on the forehead, each breast, then pubis. After this, she claps her hands once as a signal for the Guardian to come forward. As he does, she says to the candidate:)

Now you must be taught the wisdom of our way!

(The Guardian seizes the candidate and holds his/her arms, forcing them to kneel before the Mistress who laughs and says:)

See, all you gathered in my Temple: here is he who thought
He knew our secret – he who secretly admired himself for
His cunning! See how our strength overcomes him!

(The congregation laugh while the Master blindfolds the candidate again. The Guardian then binds the hands of the candidate with cord. The Mistress then whispers to the candidate, saying: ‘Lay down, keep your silence and be still!’ The congregation and the Guardian leave the Temple.

The Master then has sexual intercourse with the Priestess on the altar [or if the candidate is female, the Mistress has intercourse with the Priest]. In both versions, this task may be delegated to a member of the congregation, chosen before the ritual by either the Master or Mistress. The male or female member so chosen stays in the Temple when the congregation depart.

After-the act, the Priestess [or Priest] is assisted down from the altar, and the Master and Mistress [and the one chosen to perform in their stead, if present] leave the Temple. The Priestess [or Priest then approaches the candidate, saying:)

Receive from me and through me the gift of your Initiation
So it has been, so it is, and so shall it be again.

(They then unbind and remove the blindfold from the candidate and sexual intercourse takes place. After, the Priestess [or Priest] fetches the robe from the altar and dresses the candidate in it. She [or he] then briefly leaves the Temple to announce to the congregation et al ‘So-it is done according to our desires! The congregation et al then return to the Temple, each greeting the new Initiate with a kiss. The chalices are handed round, and the members take their pleasure as they wish.)

NOTES: For the ritual of Initiation, the Priestess is chosen for the pleasure she obtains from coitus, the Guardian for his .s physical strength; if the candidate is female, the altar-priest chosen for his control during coitus – he should bring the Mistress to ecstasy,. without himself losing control, thus saving elixir for the candidate. It is the duty of the Mistress to find among the Temple members someone to fulfil this role, although she may delegate this task to a female member of the Temple, the person being chosen by the obvious experimentation. Those thus chosen are then invested with their office of altar-Priest or Priestess and hold this office for a year and a day.