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Pima Penal Colony

Posted in Sinister Perspectives with tags , , , , on August 30, 2009 by cosmion

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Editor’s Note: It seems as if the boys over at the Pima Penal Colony haven’t been too discreet with their activities. Shame on you guys!

These photos of the strange Altar we found while investigating the stories of SkinWalkers in the Canyons near Alamogordo New Mexico
We Are working on getting the footage we shot of the unknown entity we filmed moving about on the ridge above us. More details coming

We are also working on getting the footage we shot of the unknown entity we filmed moving about on the ridge above us in the early morning. At about 4am we started hearing weird howls from the ridge above us. The footages show something large, estimating 14 ft tall moving on the riverbank/ridge above us. We ended up firing on it as it kept coming closer and closer. It then moved off over the ridge.Altar 2

We have now interviewed several eyewitnesses who have testified that The Order Of The Nine Angles is active and practicing in New Mexico in a canyon near Alamogordo, New Mexico.

The oldest and most influential is The Order of the Nine Angles, or ONA. This group has its own website at. Based in England, the ONA appears to act as a sort of “mother church” for Satanists who describe themselves as “traditional.” (The more popular, “Gothic” types of Satanism are often disparaged as “American.”)Altar Stone (2)


The ONA’s beliefs, and some of its documents, are mirrored in the Internet material relating to the Order of the Deorc Fyre, formerly known as the Order of the Left-Hand Path. This group is based in New Zealand, though contact information is provided on the Web for other places in the world. Its documents suggest that it is more interested in recruiting than are other groups of this type.

The White Order of Thule, formerly known as the Black Order, seems to be pan-European. The only contact information I found was a mailing address in the United States, where this kind of thing is constitutionally protected. It has by far the smallest amount of Internet material. It is also almost pedantically Nazi: its literature even reflects something of the style of German “völkisch” groups of the early 20th century. Such material as there is suggests an acquaintance with the academic literature on the subject, such as Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke’s “The Occult Roots of Nazism.”We also note the WOT has since become inactive (link).


Inside the Underbelly

Posted in Sinister Perspectives with tags , , on August 19, 2009 by cosmion


The thought of transgressing against the current forms and structures, the “powers that be” is an alluring concept, to say the least. I have attempted the Presencing of the Dark, particularly that of the Sinister Feminine through the performance of real-world deeds and solo rites.

Since I was considered as someone who had a “problem with authority,” I decided to undertake the Insight Role of Police Officer in my hometown of New York City back in 2005. I had little difficulty applying since I only had one offense as a juvenile (12 y/o) for graffiti. I met many in the Police Academy whom to this day, I consider to be friends, even if I was only “on the job” for “selfish” reasons.

The Police Academy was what I consider to be semi-rigid. There were strict haircut and uniform policies and academic requirements that I felt wasn’t overly difficult, maybe penal law material that would be considered dry and boring. The physical fitness requirements were feasible, which was designed to increase in difficulty as time progressed.

My first assignment was the 108th Precinct in Long Island City, Queens. Like many “houses,” it had its good people to work with and not-so-good. The good ones were the ones who didn’t rat you out to the supervisor for even the smallest discrepancy and whom you could count on to watch your back.

For my first three months of service, I was assigned to a foot post (“foot patrol”) on the streets of Long Island City, Woodside and Sunnyside. If there were any major jobs, a sector (patrol car) would pick me up for the run (assignment).

I found out that over a period of time, cops would look at other people who weren’t cops as almost a different species. Non-cops that were encountered during a tour (shift) would be treated with indifference because these were people that were not empathetic with you, they just couldn’t relate. People that we knew were perps (perpetrators of crimes) were referred to as “skels.” To this day, I have no knowledge as to the origin of that word.

The job also wreaked havoc on a good percentage of marriages because cops only confided with other cops and found themselves being more and more distant from their spouses and significant others.

My fiancee’ also had no knowledge of my personal philosophies and we grew even more distant because of my line of work. I could not bring myself to share the grisly details of the whole family killed in a car accident or the DOA’s (dead on arrival) discovered in dwellings or the various arrests.

I was tempted to renounce my quest and my role due to my deteriorating relationship with her. I then thought of how this society possessed a plebian quality, a society that lacked true Satanic excellence or honor. I aspired to do my part to contribute to the heresy against the mundane. 

One night about a year and a half ago, we busted these three teenage boys for vandalizing a church. These profane “Satanists” spray-painted  pentagrams and even went so far as to quote John Milton’s “Paradise Lost.” All the cops at the “house” were talking about how this society was fucked up because it produced these anti-Nazarene “Satanists” and how they would sacrifice babies next.  I commented on how I didn’t think real Satanists did that and that these kids were just misguided, rebellious and going through that common teen angst melodrama. I probably said that in those exact words because everybody, cops and perps within earshot alike froze and shot me this look as if I had taken a shit on the floor. I smiled as if I was just kidding and everyone just waved it off.

Many cops become cops because they think that it is a “noble” or “honorable” profession (according to the Magian principles, of course) and that they are contributing to society as a whole by enforcing its laws. Of course, there are the few that are referred to as “buffs,” the ones who only see themselves as cops and are unaware of their own nature, who are too ignorant to see that they are just being used Then they become disenchanted and “burned out” from the job’s rigors and the thanklessness. Most of us went to work just trying to get through the tour safely and immersing ourselves in the camraderie, the seemingly impregnable “Blue Wall.” Just trying not to end up as ashes sitting on the mantle of a rent-controlled apartment.

As of last week, I turned in my shield and gun to the precinct commander after four years of being “on the job.” Surprisingly, it hurt but I felt myself becoming almost too immersed in the job and almost impeding my true intention. This I write with a heavy heart.


DarkCon Nexion352,

-Order of Nine Angles-

The Essence of Evil

Posted in 352 MSS with tags , , , , , , on July 14, 2009 by cosmion


We should keep in mind that the language itself plays a major part in the meaning of its word lexicon, specific to the people and culture relative to that language group; and the mind/brain, neural system which uses the said language. “Evil” may exist as it does in many occidental-christian-european languages; but it has no parallel in other languages (outside of the Judeo-Christian-Islamic matrix).

For example, the closest thing to “evil” Sanskrit has is the word “Papa” or “papam” (which is funny because that’s literally “Pope” in Latin [etymological humor]). Here’s “evil” in the minds of a people literally living outside of the lingual-religious-cultural-political influence of Christendom/Europe:


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Evil: Hindu – Hinduism Dictionary on Evil

evil: That which is bad, morally wrong, causing harm, pain, misery. In Western religions, evil is often thought of as a moral antagonism to God. This force is the source of sin and is attached to the soul from its inception.

Whereas, for Hindus, evil is not a conscious, dark force, such as Satan. It is situational rather than ontological, meaning it has its basis in relative conditions, not in ultimate reality. Evil (badness, corruption) springs from ignorance (avidya) and immaturity. Nor is one fighting with God when he is evil, and God is not standing in judgment. Within each soul, and not external to it, resides the principle of judgment of instinctive-intellectual actions. God, who is ever compassionate, blesses even the worst sinner, the most depraved asura, knowing that individual will one day emerge from lower consciousness into the light of love and understanding.

Hindus hold that evil, known in Sanskrit as papa, papman or dushta, is the result of unvirtuous acts (papa or adharma) caused by the instinctive-intellectual mind dominating and obscuring deeper, spiritual intelligence. (Note: both papa and papman are used as nouns and adjectives.) The evil-doer is viewed as a young soul, ignorant of the value of right thought, speech and action, unable to live in the world without becoming entangled in maya. –

intrinsic evil: Inherent, inborn badness. Some philosophies hold that man and the world are by nature imperfect, corrupt or evil. Hinduism holds, on the contrary, that there is no intrinsic evil, and the real nature of man is his divine, soul nature, which is goodness.
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The Sanskrit word “Papa” itself has its own unique essence or meaning, which isn’t really related in any way to the occidental/Christian word Evil (but is the closest thing to it):


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papa – literally papa is what brings one down. Sometimes translated as sin or evil.
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Papa is how you feel, or what happens when you had a nice job with which you were paying off an expensive house and then you loose your job and become miserable, woeful, worrisome, hopeless, uncertain, suffer, distressed. Another dictionary gives papa a more contemporary meaning:


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papa (p. 158) [ pâpá ] a. (&isharp;, V.; &asharp;) evil, bad, wicked, criminal, sinful; inauspicious (planets, omens); m. wicked man, villain, sinner; n. evil, trouble, misfortune, harm; wickedness, offence, crime, villany, guilt, sin […]
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One of the Buddha’s Noble Truths is Life Is Suffering (Papam). This doesn’t mean to the christianized mind: ‘Life is evil/satanic/god forsaken/antichrist/murderous/rapist/child molesterish/hell bound.

It simply means that during the course of your 100 years of life, you’re gunna cry sometimes, you’re gunna worry, experience heart break, et cetera. Sure those are ‘bad’ thing but nothing some god or demon is responsible for. What causes suffering/papam?

Desire and attachment. When we fall in love, and that love leaves us, our heart is broken – papam… we suffer. Did our lover act because they were possessed by hellbent demons? No, shit happens. When we love to much that we can’t let go, and our parents die of old age, we suffer – papam. Was it “evil” that our parents died of old age? No, its a natural process.

Ignorance and the inability to empathize also causes papam. If a young married couple sees a house they want, and the bank wants to make money off of them and gives them a loan for a house they can never possibly pay off or afford and out of their ignorance they fuck up their lives, they have no one to blame for the suffering or “evil” in their lives but their own stupidity. If you are a guy and you say something insensitive to your wife which you thought was a joke and you end up upsetting her and sleeping on the sofa, you have no one to blame for your marital suffering but your own inability to empathize with your wife to understand her as a woman.

In some languages like Khmer (Cambodian – Chloe is one… or half Cambo) the closest thing they have to the word “evil” is “Akra.” That’s a phonetic anglicized spelling. It literally means: Ugly or bad mannered. The opposite of Akra is of course “La’or” which means Nice, Pretty, Good.

This same Pretty-Ugly concept is present in Thai (Thailand is next door to Cambodia and practices Theravada Buddhism like its neighbors). “Dee” means: Pretty, Beautiful, Nice, and Good. It’s the same Dee in “Sawat Dee Ka?” which loosely means hello, but literally means “Are you going nice?” It’s also the same Dee in the word “DeeChan” which is the female word (gender specific) for “I” or “Me” literally meaning “I am pretty” or “Pretty Girl.”

“Maidee” is the opposite of Dee. Mai means: No/Not. It means Ugly, Unattractive, bad, not good. This is the closest word they have to “evil” which is nowhere near what “evil” means to us and to our Christianized minds.

Like it or not, just because we are not practicing Christians or do not believe in it’s mythos, does not mean that our neurological system was not wired to THINK in a “christianized” way. Purging ourselves of Christianity goes deeper than emotionally and intellectually rejecting it. Because we adults “Think” in words/language, every thought we have, regardless of its religious or irreligious flavor, is “Christianized” still. It’s something to think about. Yes, I know many dumbasses will ask how so? As far as English goes, all one has to do is open a history book and study the 1700’s when English was being ‘reinvented’ or morphing into “Modern English” and ask yourselves what people, religions, and factors were invloved. I’ll Give you a few hints for those of you who are mentally retarded: King James (Catholic/gay); “his” bible – and the scholars who translated it who were very creative and innovative with making new words. That’s just a couple hint. I’m not gunna do your thinking for you.

So anyways, this is all great and stuff says the Christian, but if evil does not exist and Satan isn’t the father of evil, then why is there so much evil in this world? That’s a terribly stupid question to ask.

Because the world wouldn’t be “filled with evil” if there was only one single human on it. Evil doesn’t exist. It doesn’t ooze like black foggy water from the spirit of some demon lurking in the shadow. Shit happens because you are stupid. Sometimes you make mistakes in life. Sometimes you do things with out THINKING of its physical consequences. Stupid thinking, generates stupid emotions. Stupid emotions influences stupid actions. Stupid actions manifests dumbass real world results. Multiply that stupidity by about 7 billion (because there are about that many of us in the world), and add to the equation the complexity of interactions and interconnections between people and their actions, and voila! You have a whole planet in peril!

“Evil” exists literally because of mass stupidity on a global scale. Then there are different grades or levels to this scale – such as the national-political level… the sectarian-religious level… the financial-economic level… the familial level. Let me give some random examples:

Afghanistan. Why was Russia in Afghanistan in the first place during he 1970’s? The real reason – Plutonium. The mountains of Afghanistan contains some of the largest (in content) plutonium ‘fields’ on the earth’s terrestrial surface (as opposed to its suboceanic surface). 1970 was the during the Cold War and Arms Race and all that great stuff. Well the Russians got their asses kicked and couldn’t extract the crap anyways from the mountain range. The Cold War died and Afghanistan was “left alone” by the super powers mutually. Then, like all of a sudden, in the wake of China becoming a nuclear super economic power, the Western World (US, UK & Friends) suddenly occupied Afghanistan again via a whole lot of war and slaughter… mass suffering and mass exudes and displacement of its people. That’s “evil” on a national-political scale.

I really don’t need to bring up any examples of “evil” on a sectarian-religious level, since we all know the hundreds of millions of lives that have been slain, and the day to day suffering Christianity has murdered and caused for all 2000 years of its existence. There is also the lives slaughtered during the birth and expansion of the “religion of peace” – Islam, which is still killing and murdering today. Religion is “evil” not Satan. “Evil” actually oozes out of religion… because what created the CONCEPT in the first fucking place? Just because Religion asserts its concept/belief of evil onto the objective/causal world doesn’t mean that ontologically and cosmologically evil is part of the physical universe, like it’s an anti-nutrino or a mysterious quantum demonic particle or something.

The economy and/or lack of financial wellbeing itself causes “evil.” Rampant senseless consumerism actually takes a toll on the earth. These things we buy/want don’t just come out of nowhere. It require natural resources which obviously, over a period of time strips the earth of what she has AND pollutes her. Satan and his demon friends aren’t deforesting the Amazon Jungle. Brazilians are! Because Brazil borrowed money from the IMF to upgrade itself from a “majorly poor country” to a “moderately poor country in debt” and they need to pay the debt off some how. Lack of financial wellbeing like many, if not all inner cities suffer from also causes “evil.” When you brainwash innercity people to want/buy/desire/consume products, but neglect them and their needs, and don’t give them a means of acquiring their wants and needs you get “crime.” People will do what needs to be done to survive in the jungle or in the inner cities. Satan doesn’t make crime. The political regime’s aloofness, insensitivity and inability to empathize with the needs (jobs, housing, food, basic creature comforts) of inner city folk is what causes crime. Don’t blame that shit on Satan.

Families can also produce “evil.” If an ignorant husband and wife have a daughter and don’t give her the love and attention she needs during her childhood, and neglects her; she’s going to grow up emotionally underdeveloped and psychologically unhealthy and a number of “evil” things can happen: She gets pregnant at 13… she disrespects her parents… she becomes a hooker… she fails school… she has problems dealing with people… she cuts herself or does things for attention… she kills herself. These are all things that are results of her familial environment – not because she is demon possessed. Worse evil can happen if you abuse and neglect a son. He can shoot your head off with a shot gun after listening to a heavy metal song about killing your parents which excited his rage – but who put that rage into him? A demon of stupid parents? This is just one hypothetical family. A city is made up of hundreds of families… a state is made up of thousands… and a nation is made up of millions of families. This is “evil” on a familial level.

You see, evil is the results of stupid actions being applied to on the causal world. The very word “CAUSal” give the game away.

Mirriam-Webster defines causal as: “” 1: expressing or indicating cause : causative <a causal clause introduced by since> 2 : of, relating to, or constituting a cause <the causal agent of a disease> 3 : involving causation or a cause <the relationship…was not one of causal antecedence so much as one of analogous growth — H. O. Taylor> 4 : arising from a cause <a causal development> “”

Wikipedia gets more detailed: “” A causal system (also known as a physical or nonanticipative system) is a system where the output y(t) at some specific instant t0 only depends on the input x(t) for values of t less than or equal to t0. Therefore these kinds of systems have outputs and internal states that depend only on the current and previous input values.

The idea that the output of a function at any time depends only on past and present values of input is defined by the property commonly referred to as causality. A system that has some dependence on input values from the future (in addition to possible dependence on past or current input values) is termed a non-causal or acausal system, and a system that depends solely on future input values is an anticausal system. Note that some authors have defined an anticausal system as one that depends solely on future and present input values or, more simply, as a system that does not depend on past input values. “”

Basically a causal system is like a machine that gives you what ever the hell you put into it! If your stupid, and you input your stupidity into the machine with your actions, you’re going to get a stupid – evil – result, and it’s not Satan’s fault. It’s your own dumass’s fault and nobody else’s. Stop making up imaginary things to blame your faults on.

Most of the time people deserve whatever causal reality gives to them, but sure, there are times when the innocent are affected by evil – people starving in Ethiopia… Tootsies beings “genocided” in Rawanda… altar boys being raped by Catholic Priests. But who care? Why do I say that? Because if you don’t like it, then fucking educate your fucking self and stop being stupid. If you don’t learn to fucking realize that your actions manifests real world results and consequences, and you keep blaming it on imaginary phantoms, you will alway only cover the symptoms and never cut out the actual cause.

But of course there are always exceptions to the rule. Some Sinisterfolk just like to harm and hinder people for personal fun, gain and profit to themselves and for their long term goals – the O9A. The Sinister Way of the ONA; as Chloe & Associates points out; is the Way of the Psychopath:

“” Psychopathy is a psychological construct that describes chronic immoral and antisocial behavior. The term is often used interchangeably with sociopathy.

The term is used as a definition in law, for example, “psychopathic personality disorder” under the Mental Health Act 1983 of the UK as well as to denote a severe condition often related to antisocial or dissocial personality disorder as defined by the Psychopathy Checklist-Revised (PCL-R). The term “psychopathy” is often confused with psychotic disorders. It is estimated that approximately one percent of the general population are psychopaths.

The psychopath is defined by a psychological gratification in criminal, sexual, or aggressive impulses and the inability to learn from past mistakes. Individuals with this disorder gain satisfaction through their antisocial behavior and lack remorse for their actions. “” – Wiki

So, what did we learn in all this? We learned that evil really doesn’t exist. That it is just a concept/meme that mostly exists in the synaptic firings of an Occidental brain. That fat ugly girls are evil and pretty girls are good. That stupidity accounts for 99% of what we label as “evil.” And that 1% of evil is caused by plain old psychopaths that don’t give a fuck about you and your misery. Nothing will really be done about it. Stupid people will always continue to do stupid things on whatever scale or level they have an influence on; and the O9A will continue to do what it does. This is the way things have been since long before Homo Sapiens, and it shall be so long after we have caused our own extinction.

Evil is then just Human Nature, why else would evolution allow billions of stupid bipedal apes to exist, if Nature doesn’t Herself lust for blood? Some of us dance to the evil yearnings of Earth and Provide Her. When you have become accustom to the full extent of your own Human Nature, Evil becomes a beautiful thing.




Posted in 352 Stories of Sinister Fiction with tags , , , , , , , , on July 14, 2009 by cosmion



They patronize me here, they smile at me, they call me “Mr.” They don’t treat me like an idiot. I make it a point to go to all their little groups, I don’t go against the staff, I participate in whatever they have us do. They do sense that I have a semblance of articulation and intelligence, but it matters not. I’m still on the wrong side of the Plexiglas in this psychiatric facility.

During the 10:00 am morning group, the social worker [Quite attractive , I must say] conducted an art therapy class. “Draw, create a collage, whatever you fancy, and let’s have a discussion afterward.” She said. I could only render one thing: What I “saw.” It is probably so deep-seeded in my psyche that I would never rid myself of it in all the remaining days of this life.

No one understood it. To them, it looked to be a strange Dark world with three suns. Yes, three suns and this land looked as if it had never known the bright illumination from any of those three suns. I drew the formless “things” that I “saw” that converged upon me. Their Sinister laughter drowning out my prayers to God.

How did I end up here? First in that strange place and now in the psyche ward? I’m an architect by trade, carving out an exquisite lifestyle. I designed two of the area’s sports arenas, a bank and that bank’s large business structure that reached the heavens. I had the world and especially women, at my feet.

The bigwig who wanted to discuss the plans for another proposed skyscraper downtown had canceled our dinner at the pretentious and overpriced seafood establishment ironically named plainly,  “The Crab Shack.” I did not want to go home to my wife because I was in the city and I was dressed in my favorite Brooks Brothers suit and did not want to leave here empty-handed, meaning that I wanted to find someone and “hook up.”

I walked the crowded streets and a few women smiled at me. They knew someone with power when they saw him. I decided to pick and choose and there she was. She was walking towards me and looking at me with the most alluring green eyes that I’ve ever seen. If I knew what would have happened next, I would have just went home. She smiled at me, an almost knowing smile. Her name was Jenna, a name that I would soon not forget.




Jenna took me to a huge, affluent highrise apartment building somewhere midtown in the 50’s that would most likely cost $4,000 a month to rent. I paid no mind to where the cab took us because of the drinks at the yuppie bar. I remember all the men at the bar staring at us and feeling like the luckiest man alive. Jenna was about 5’6″, long, jet black hair and the most voluptuous, sensuous physique that I had not remembered ever seeing. Then she suggested that we “go back to her place” and off we went.

The apartment was luxurious, furnished with only the finest. I admit that even finer than my exquisite tastes. She lead me to her abode, which looked as if I had died and gone to heaven. I wish that I had died.

We kissed passionately and she almost tore off her clothes as I took mine off. She pushed me into the bed and I eyed her body. She grabbed my wrists and then straddled my erection. Her wetness and warmth overcame me. Her esoteric scent made me almost dizzy. She smelled like an orange grove on a sunny day. I have never felt as much ecstasy in my whole life when I was inside of her. Then it happened. I felt immense pain and I screamed. When she got off of me, there was blood everywhere. My erection was gone but then again, so was my penis. I cried out in shock and in pain, and then I blacked out.

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It was a fuckin’ cell. Somebody threw me in a fuckin’ cell. The cement floors, the small dimensions, the iron door with a tiny slit that they slipped trays of sparse amounts of food through. I screamed for hours on end and would just pass out from exhaustion and the pain in my groin. I thought about my wife and how much I loved her. I say “loved” because I didn’t think that I was ever going to see her again.

Then the dreams started. I couldn’t even differentiate if they were dreams. I pinched myself and I felt it. That land. The forms. They told me things. Things that I didn’t understand and still don’t. They were terrible. I said the Lord’s Prayer as I walked through this land and those things laughed at me. I cried and they laughed even louder. They called me “profane” and a “Magian” as epithets.  I was introduced to a world that I was in no way prepared for.

I had never been so glad to see cops when they busted through that cell . Then emergency workers threw me on a stretcher.  I heard that I had been in Jenna’s apartment for only two days.

There was talk that Jenna was still at large. I’m scared and I told the police, doctors, nurses, anyone who would listen. Everyone had that same smirk of disbelief. The “formless ones” said that the Darkness would converge. They said something strange like “Vindex” and “Baphomet.”   

The social worker talked to me after the art class. She let me cry on her shoulder. My wife had left me because I had betrayed her and because I could no longer satisfy her.

I know now that something had gone wrong. I wasn’t supposed to live and the things told me that I was just “food.” Jenna’s food. There’s something out there beyond any of our understanding. Something terrible and it’s coming. I’m here telling my story and no one believes me. According to Them, the New Aeon of Fire is here.

The Widow


Posted in 352 Stories of Sinister Fiction with tags , , , on July 10, 2009 by cosmion

Florida. April 30th, 161 yf.


We drove down to the old dilapidated structure where we parked our truck. Richard had relocated there 12 years ago from New York when he retired from the force to get a way from the big city. It had been a while since we were in the area.

” Seems like only yesterday… “

I smiled in response to Chloe’s reflections. Just looked at her. I couldn’t believe were were sixty or something. I still loved her:

” Help me with her Lamar… David. “

My son David and his father pulled out the old woman from the back of the truck. My husband Lamar still had gusto in him after all these years. She had a sack around her head… we put her in a white wedding gown.

Richard was patiently waiting inside on his wheel chair. I noticed he had a nervous look on his face… clutching a black box and looking into my eyes for reassurance:

” You’re 70 something Rich… Time to go…”

” Yeah, I know… It’s just hard… the feelings… after all those years on the force. “

Chloe nodded and gave the old bastard a final shoulder massage:

” Don’t think about it… it was just a job… just do it… you were working for the 10 percenters. “

” Here, I brought you your last bagel. ” Lamar chuckles to himself as he hands a bag to Richard.

” Who is she? ” Richard heard the old lady whimper and cry. I was afraid of this. Chloe and I looked at each other, knowing inside he knew.

” Richard…” Chloe was still massaging, ” You don’t even know her any more… she made the best years of your life miserable. “

I looked at him for a moment, then went to the truck to get things to prepare the place.


“Did I miss the party?!?”

It was Cathy. The old hag was always late for shit.

“Cat! Shhh, you wanna get us busted?”

“There isn’t another building around here for the next 20 miles honey, besides…”

She pulls out her gun. Cathy never goes anywhere without it.

Kayla left to give her a hug. Last time she saw Cat was 7 years ago when we were in Malta, helping Frank preform his Hohes Opfer. He’s floating somewhere in the stars now.

She gave Rich a kiss on the forehead, and kissed me looking into my eyes.

“Sorry I’m late sweety, I thought somebody was following me so I took a detour. So fucking hard to drive around here with no street or lights,” She looks over to the lady on the ground and gives her a kick, “Doing O.K Dee?”

She frustrates me sometimes, it’s like she can’t feel the atmosphere:

“Jesus Cat, please,” I kinked my head towards Rich with that look trying to get her to get the drift.

“Oh… yeah, I’ll go help Kayla get ready.”

“It’s a nice day for a white wedding…”

David was singing some ancient song by Billy Idol called White Wedding and snickers with Cat. His mom squints her eyes at him and slaps him across the head:


Kayla was setting things up around the barn. She’s been awful quite lately thinking about Rich.

“Still remember the longs talks you and Kayla had Rich?”

He smiled, “Yeah… I’ll wait for you two; school… yeah,”

“I’ll be a cheerleader, Kayla’s best friend. You can have her in the next life…sloppy seconds. Hopefully you won’t be a nerd, or she’s not gunna give you the time of day.”

He laughs, “Stuck up bitch. Always was. We’ve come a long way huh? Built a small empire. Good game.”

“Yeah. Game over for you.”

I looked at him as I knelt beside him looking at his black box:

“Can I see it?”

Richard unlocks the box with his old hands and pulls out black satin and unwraps it. The Obsidian Blade was shaking in his nervous hands:

“Moose horn. Me and Cat went to Alaska when we were still young. Younger at least. Had a hell of a hard time trying to kill the thing with my home made bow and arrow. Of course Cat gets impatient after the 4th day. She pulls out the fuckin’ nine she was hiding and shoots the damn thing 6 times!”

I was admiring the sharpness of the shiny black blade while he was laughing and reflecting. I don’t even think I was paying any attention to him. I saw Frank’s face in the blade as he was gasping for his last breath.

It’s indescribable to see a man die in front of your eyes. One moment he’s there talking to you, and the next he’s lifeless. You realize standing there over the empty shell that something that was once there, left.

I cried. Knowing that I’ll see that scene again, and watch the blood of an old beloved friend soak the ground.


ONA-NXS:352, 120yf

The Ordeal of Extreme Unctions

Posted in The Rites with tags , , , on July 8, 2009 by cosmion



Ordeals plays an important part of the Acception. It is a lesson and a rite. It requires physical action and experience, and through this a certain amount of wisdom is gained. To know something because one has read it or was taught it is far more different that to have experienced it and realized it. Wisdom only comes from experience.

All initiates must do the Extreme Ordeal as part of their training and progress to adepthood in Hardcore Satanism.

The initiate must first live his or her life for 3-6 months as a Christian or Muslim and or a conservative. The initiate must during this time attend the proper meeting places, read the proper books, make the proper friends, and convince him or herself that what is being experienced is the truth and only way. During this period he must follow to the letter the religious or moral laws of the extreme state chosen. Life must be as inhibited as possible. No one around him must know that what is being done is just an ordeal of experience. Write down your experience and emotional state throughout the period for future reference.

Once the time period is over the initiate must swing to the other side of the spectrum to experience life in the other far extreme. Extreme Satanism, excessive indulgence, crime, drugs… the initiate must go out into the real world and just do things to see if he or she can just get away with them. This is experienced for 3-6 months. Write down your experience and emotional state for future examination.

When this time period is over the initiate must honestly ask him or herself if true happiness was found in either extremes, if these two extremes were a struggle to keep up, and what fruits their actions gave birth to.

Now, the initiate must let go, become aware of the moment, and find the center, where equilibrium exists. Like water being tossed from one extreme to the other, having remained still, levels and finds its natural state of equilibrium, the initiate must also “be on the level.”

The state of being on the level is nature’s path of least resistance, where the least amount of energy is exerted. All things in nature exists in this state. Even energy seeks to gradually find its most lowest gradient. Planets and suns are spherical and not cubes because of this same reason. DNA twirls around itself, like filaments of plasma does because of this reason. Animals and trees exists in this leveled state, going with the flow of nature. Once the initiate has experienced the opposite extremes, and realizes there is a natural middle state, the initiate is considered enlightened in regards to a certain law in nature. This enlightenment is called The Anointing. This Anointing will heal him from the sickness of mind or illusion that either extreme was natural. If the essence of Satanism is the Law of Nature, then neither extreme points of the spectrum is Satanic.

It is only when the initiate becomes leveled and finds his state of equilibrium, will he begin to realize and be reconnected with Creation, and be in harmony with nature.

The initiate must understand that this lesson cannot be taught through letters or by words. It is a lesson which is learned from direct experience. And the lesson is as much a part of our Way as any written aspect of our Way.

As we have stated earlier, we must use every tool at our disposal to aid in our personal progression to adepthood. Ordeals are an integral part of our system.



A Gift for the Prince

Posted in O9A MSS with tags , , , on July 7, 2009 by cosmion


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ONA 1984 eh (revised 1994 eh)

In ceremonial rituals involving sacrifice, the Mistress of Earth [sometimes called ‘The Lady Master’] usually takes on the role of the dark or ‘violent’ goddess, Baphomet, and the Master of the Temple that of either Lucifer or Satan – the sacrifice being regarded as a gift to the Prince of Darkness.

This gift, however, is sometimes offered to the dark goddess, the bride of our Prince. Human sacrifice is powerful magick. The ritual death of an individual does two things: it releases energy (which can be directed, or stored – for example in a crystal) and it draws down dark forces or ‘entities’. Such forces may then be used, by directing them toward a specific goal, or they may be allowed to disperse over the Earth in a natural way, such dispersal altering what is sometimes known as the ‘astral shell’ around the Earth.

This alteration, by the nature of sacrifice, is disruptive – that it, it tends toward Chaos. This is simply another way of saying that human sacrifice furthers the work of Satan. Sacrifice can be voluntary, of an individual; involuntary, of an individual or two; or result from events brought about by Satanic ritual and/or planning (such as wars). Voluntary sacrifice results from the traditional Satanist belief that our life on this planet is only a stage: a gateway or nexion to another existence.

This other existence is in the acausal realm where the Dark Gods exist. The key to this other existence is not negation, but rather ecstasy. A Satanist revels in life because by living life in a joyful, ecstatic way, the acausal that exists within us all by virtue of our being, is strengthened. For Satanists, not only the manner of living is important, but also the manner of death. We must live well and die at the right time, proud and defiant to the end – not waiting sickly and weak. The scum of the Earth wail and tremble as they face Death: we stand laughing and spit with contempt.

Thus do we learn how to live. Voluntary sacrifice usually occurs every seventeen years as part of the Ceremony of Recalling: the one chosen becomes Immortal, living in the acausal to haunt the edge of the minds of those un-initiated. An involuntary sacrifice is when an individual or individuals are chosen by a group, Temple or Order. Such sacrifices are usually sacrificed on the Spring Equinox, although if this is not possible for whatever reason, another date may be used.

While voluntary sacrifices are always male (and usually twenty-one years of age) there are no restrictions concerning involuntary sacrifices other than the fact that they are usually in some way opponents of Satanism or the Satanic way of living. Great care is needed in choosing a sacrifice: the object being to dispose of a difficult individual or individuals without arousing undue suspicion. A Temple or group wishing to conduct such a sacrifice with magickal intent must first obtain permission from the Grand Master or Grand Lady Master. If this is given, then detailed preparation must begin.

First, choose the sacrifice(s) – those who removal will actively benefit the Satanist cause. Candidates are zealous interfering Nazarenes, those (e.g. journalists) attempting to disrupt in some way established Satanist groups or Orders, political/ business individuals whose activities are detrimental to the Satanist spirit, and those whose removal will aid the sinister dialectic and/or improve the human stock.

There are three methods of conducting an involuntary sacrifice: (1) by magickal means (e.g. the Death Ritual); (2) by some person or persons directly killing the sacrifice(s); (3) by assassination. Both (2) and (3) can be undertaken either directly by the group/Temple/Order and its members, or by proxy. Proxy involves the Master or Mistress finding a suitably weak-willed individual and then implanting in the mind of that individual – usually by hypnosis – a suitable suggestion.

Whatever method is chosen, a date for the sacrifice should be set and on that date a suitable ritual undertaken. This ritual is most usually the Death Ritual – if method (3) is chosen, the Ritual is performed twice: first, seven days before the chosen date, and then on the date itself while the member/proxy is undertaking the sacrifice. The energy of this latter ritual is then directed (or temporarily stored), or dispersed over Earth, by the person conducting the ritual. Method (2) involves the Ritual of Sacrifice.

The victim or victims are brought or enticed to the area chosen for the Ritual, bound by the Guardian of the Temple and at the appropriate point in the Ritual sacrificed by either the Master or the Mistress using the Sacrificial Knife. The body or bodies are then buried or otherwise disposed of, care being taken if they are found for suspicion not to fall on any of those involved. Those involved, of course, must be sworn to secrecy and warned that if they break their oath, their own existence will be terminated. Breaking the Oath of Sacrifice draws upon the individual or individuals who break that Oath, the vengeance of all Satanic groups, Order and individuals – and this vengeance is both magickal and more direct, the Master or Mistress of the Ritual appointing Guardians to hunt down and kill those who have broken the Oath. Those who participate in the Ritual of Sacrifice must revel in the death(s) – it being the duty of the Master and Mistress to find suitable participants.

– Order of Nine Angles –