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I wake up in fear every morning and I'm right to do so.
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carry on (oh wayward son)
In 1983, Timothy Stoker's world burns to the ground around him as he is told to take his brother and run. 22 years later, the legend of the Stoker family is whispered in hunter circles.
Tim has not stopped running since, and he doesn't plan to stop anytime soon, no matter what the supernatural world throws at him.
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aka a TMA SPN AU
Rating: Mature
Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33502108
Thank you to @pinkninja236 and @shelbychild for beta reading this chapter! Title card credit to @queerbutstillhere
[ID: A photograph of a map of the midwestern United States, with blurred trees and a road behind it. Written above in a black script font with a white outline are the words “Carry On (Oh Wayward Son)” END ID]
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me, staring at the tma spn discourse then at my tma spn au: i have the potential to start an entire war right now
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Here is my title card and podfic created for @shelton-devers’ fic to burn out forever or light up a spark, written for @batfam-big-bang
Tim Drake is fifteen years old when he dies. His family falls apart, and pulls itself back together, grieving and shattered. And then Tim comes back. But the man reborn in the pit isn’t the kid they lowered into the ground. Faced with this new Tim, the family has to ask themselves: can the dead really come back? Or is Tim only a hollow shell of the person they loved and lost?
Podfic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33048712
Rating: Mature
[ID: A digital photograph of the Northern Lights in green. Written above in a white script font with a red text shadow are the words "to burn out forever or light up a spark". END ID]
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a tapestry torn to shreds (in shades and shades of red)
Post-Battle for the Cowl AU where Tim took Jason's offer. The two of them formed a team and have taken over Gotham, leaving few survivors in their wake. Stephanie Brown pretended to be on their side, did what she had to survive. But you can't escape destiny, and as Tim's knife lands in her gut her last words are beginning to burn on her arm.
A non-chronological story of Tim and Steph's relationship through the years, using the poem Song by Brigit Pegeen Kelly as a framing device. Beginning and ending with Steph's death and the years that came between.
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32974894
Rating: M
Word Count: 8,116
Written for the 2021 @batfam-big-bang!
Thank you so much to my amazing betas @shelbychild, @gently-used-fairytale, @shelton-devers, @ariloveswords, and @fandoms-are-my-lifestyle. You guys were with me through thick and thin and helped make this the amazing fic it is!
And also a huge shoutout to my artists, whose art is linked below!
@shelbsart
@underthestarlitsk-y
@artist1113
Title card by @gently-used-fairytale
[ID: A red-tinged photograph of two pale hands reaching out to brush fingers. Both hands are heavily bruised, and the left one has long black fingernails. In the upper left and lower right corners in a glowing red Gothic font are the words “a tapestry torn to shreds” “in shades and shades of red”. END ID]
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the first of my pieces for this year's @batfam-big-bang! done for the lovely @bisexualoftheblade's fic ♡ go check it outtt:
[IMAGE ID: stephanie brown is seated across tim drake, who is holding her close with one hand and stabbing her side with the other. they are wearing their red robin and spoiler costumes, although they are both unmasked. their capes run together between them, joining in a pool of steph's blood that is reflecting the crescent moon above. they are looking at one another; tim, sad, steph, angry. behind them, gotham glows in the moonlight. END ID]
#!!!!!!!#AAAAAA#zee i am: once more screaming#i made this art my phone background and every time i look im just#!!!#batfamily#Stephanie Brown#Tim Drake#timsteph#batfam big bang 2021
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Ok, quick rule of thumb to tagging posts for the safety of photosensitive epileptics.
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Had! The 🤣 manifestation of Nuit.
The 🤘 unveiling of the 🤘 company of heaven. 👼
Every man 👨🔧 and every woman 👱♀️ is a star. *️⃣
Every number 6️⃣ is infinite; there is no 👎 difference.
Help 🆘 me, o warrior lord 👑 of Thebes, in my 😊 unveiling before the 🤘 Children 👨👦👦 of men! ♂️♂️♂️
Be thou Hadit, my 😊 secret 😉 centre, my 😊 heart 💜 & my 😊 tongue! 😛
Behold! it is revealed by Aiwass the 🤘 minister of Hoor-paar-kraat.
The 🤣 Khabs is in the 🤣 Khu, not ⏳ the 🤘 Khu in the �� Khabs.
Worship 🕌🛐 then the 🤘 Khabs, and behold my 😀 light 🚦💡🔆 shed over 🤭 you! 🤟
Let my 😊😊😊 servants be few & secret: ㊙️ they 👩👩👦👦 shall rule 🚷 the 🤣🤣🤣 many & the 🤘 known.
These are 👉 fools that men 🤼♂️ adore; both their Gods & their men ♂️ are 👉 fools.
Come forth, o children, 👨👨👦 under 🔞 the 🤣 stars, 🌌🎇 & take your fill of love! ❤️
I 😀 am above 🆙 you 😊 and in you. 😀 My 😊 ecstasy is in yours. My 😀 joy 😊 is to see 👁️ your joy. 😊
Above, 🆙 the 🤘 gemmèd azure is
The 🤣 naked splendour of Nuit;
She 💁♀️ bends in ecstasy to kiss 😗😚
The 🤣🤣🤣 secret 😉 ardours of Hadit.
The 🤣 wingèd globe, 🌐 the 🤣 starry 🤩 blue, 🔽
Are 👉 mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
Now ye ☑️ shall know that the 🤘 chosen priest & apostle of infinite space 👨🚀 is the 🤘 prince-priest 🤴 the 🤘 Beast; and in his 🐍 woman 👰 called 🤙 the 🤣 Scarlet Woman 👩❤️💋👨 is all power 🔌 given. They 👩👩👦👦👩👩👦👦👩👩👦👦 shall gather my 😀 children 👩👩👦👨👦👦 into their fold: 🙏 they 👩👩👦👦 shall bring the 🤣 glory of the 🤘 stars ⭐ into the 🤣 hearts 😻 of men. 🚹
For 🈺 he 💁♂️ is ever a sun, 🌦️ and she 💁♀️ a moon. 🌚 But 😥😥😥 to him is the 🤣 winged secret ㊙️ flame, 🔥 and to her 💁♂️💁♂️💁♂️ the 🤣 stooping starlight.
But 😥 ye ☑️ are 👉 not ⏳ so 🆘 chosen.
Burn upon their brows, 🥸 o splendrous serpent!
O azure-lidded woman, 👩 bend upon them!
The 🤣 key 🗝️ of the 🤣 rituals is in the 🤘 secret ㊙️ word 🆑 which I 😀 have 🈶 given unto him.
With the 🤣 God & the 🤣 Adorer 🥰 I 😊 am nothing: 🈶 they 👩👩👦👦 do not 🈶 see 🙈👀 me. They 👩👩👦👦 are 👉 as upon the 🤣 earth; I 😊 am Heaven, 👼 and there is no 🙉 other God than me, and my 😊 lord 👑 Hadit.
Now, therefore, I 😀 am known to ye 🉑 by my 😊😊😊 name 📛 Nuit, and to him by a secret 🔏 name 📛 which I 😊 will give him when at last ⏮️ he 💁♂️ knoweth me. Since I 😊 am Infinite Space, 🌚 and the 🤘 Infinite Stars ✡️ thereof, do ye ☑️ also thus. Bind nothing! ⏳ Let there be no 🇳🇴 difference made among you 🤟 between any one 🔞 thing 🤣 & any other thing; for 🈺 thereby there cometh hurt. 🩸
But 😥 whoso availeth in this, let him be the 🤣🤣🤣 chief of all!
I 😀 am Nuit, and my 😀 word 🆚 is six 🕕🔯 and fifty.
Divide, 🈹 add, multiply, ✖️ and understand.
Then saith the 🤣 prophet and slave of the 🤘 beauteous one: 🩱🔞🕜 Who am I, 😀 and what 😦😦😦 shall be the 🤘 sign? 🏧 So 🆘 she 💁♀️ answered ✅ him, bending down, ↘️ a lambent flame 🔥 of blue, 🔀 all-touching, all penetrant, her 💁♂️ lovely hands 👈👬 upon the 🤣 black ⚫ earth, 🌐 & her 💁♂️ lithe body arched for 🔰🔰🔰 love, 💚 and her 💁♂️ soft 🍦 feet 🚶♀️ not ⏳ hurting 🩸 the 🤣 little flowers: 🌼 Thou knowest! And the 🤘 sign 💲 shall be my 😊 ecstasy, the 🤘 consciousness of the 🤘 continuity of existence, the 🤣 omnipresence of my 😊 body.
Then the 🤣 priest answered ✅ & said unto the 🤣 Queen 👸 of Space, 👩🚀🌕 kissing 😗 her 💁♂️ lovely brows, 🥸🥸🥸 and the 🤘 dew of her 💁♂️ light 💡 bathing ♨️ his 🐍 whole body in a sweet-smelling 🍯 perfume of sweat: 😓 O Nuit, continuous one 🕐 of Heaven, 👼 let it be ever thus; that men 🙆♂️ speak 🙊 not 🈶 of Thee as One 🩱 but 😥😥😥 as None; and let them speak 🙊 not 🈶 of thee at all, since thou art 🎭 continuous!
None, breathed the 🤘 light, 🪔🚨 faint & færy, of the 🤣 stars, ⭐ and two. ✌️
For 🔰 I 😊😊😊 am divided for 🔰 love’s sake, 🍶 for 🈺 the 🤣 chance of union. 🇪🇺
This is the 🤣 creation of the 🤣 world, 🌎 that the 🤣 pain of division is as nothing, 🈚 and the 🤘 joy 😊 of dissolution all.
For 🔰 these fools of men 🙆♂️ and their woes care 🫂 not 🈶 thou at all! They 💁 feel little; what 😦 is, is balanced by weak joys; but 😥 ye 👍 are 👉 my 😊 chosen ones. 🕜
Obey my 😊 prophet! follow out 😵 the 🤘 ordeals of my 😊 knowledge! 📗 seek me only! Then the 🤣 joys 😂😊 of my 😊 love 💌 will redeem ye ✔️ from 😤 all pain. This is so: 🆘 I 😀 swear 🤬 it by the 🤣 vault of my 😀 body; by my 😊 sacred heart 👩❤️👨 and tongue; by all I 😀 can give, by all I 😊 desire of ye 🆗 all.
Then the 🤘 priest fell into a deep trance or swoon, & said unto the 🤣 Queen 👸👸👸 of Heaven; Write 📝 unto us the 🤘 ordeals; write ✏️ unto us the 🤘 rituals; write 📝 unto us the 🤣 law! 🚨
But 😥 she 💁♀️ said: the 🤘 ordeals I 😀 write ✒️ not: ⏳ the 🤣 rituals shall be half known and half concealed: the 🤣 Law 🧑⚖️👮♂️©️ is for 🈺 all.
This that thou writest is the 🤘 threefold book 📙 of Law. ©️
My 😀 scribe Ankh-af-na-khonsu, the 🤣 priest of the 🤘 princes, 🤴 shall not 🈶 in one 🔞 letter 🅰️ change this book; but 😥 lest there be folly, he 💁♂️ shall comment thereupon by the 🤘 wisdom of Ra-Hoor-Khu-it.
Also the 🤣 mantras and spells; the 🤘 obeah and the 🤣 wanga; the 🤣 work 🏢 of the 🤣 wand 🪄🪄🪄 and the 🤣 work 🏢 of the 🤘 sword; these he 💁♂️ shall learn 🎓 and teach. 🏫
He 💁♂️ must teach; but 😥 he 💁♂️ may make severe the 🤘 ordeals.
The 🤘 word 🔜 of the 🤘 Law ⚖️ is Θελημα.
Who calls 🤙 us Thelemites will do no 🙅♂️🚳😣 wrong, if he 💁♂️ look 👁️ but 😥 close into the 🤘 word. 💬🆘 For 🔰 there are 👉 therein Three 🕞 Grades, 🈴 the 🤘 Hermit, and the 🤣 Lover, 😻 and the 🤣 man 💆♂️ of Earth. 🌐🌐🌐 Do what 😦 thou wilt 🥀 shall be the 🤣 whole of the 🤘 Law. 👮♂️
The 🤘 word 🔝 of Sin is Restriction. O man! 🧛♂️ refuse not 🈶 thy wife, if she 💁♀️ will! O lover, 🥰 if thou wilt, 🥀 depart! There is no 🚳 bond that can unite the 🤘 divided but 😥 love: 💛👨👩👦 all else is a curse. Accursèd! Accursèd be it to the 🤣 æons! Hell.
Let it be that state 🇫🇲 of manyhood bound and loathing. So 🆘 with thy all; thou hast no 🙅♀️🙈🙅♀️🙈🙅♀️🙈 right 🤜 but 😥 to do thy will.
Do that, and no 🚷 other shall say 🗣️ nay.
For 🈺 pure 🤍 will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from 😤 the 🤘 lust of result, is every way 🌌 perfect. 👌
The 🤘 Perfect 👌 and the 🤘 Perfect 💯 are 👉 one 🔞 Perfect 💯 and not ⏳ two; nay, are 👉 none!
Nothing 🈚 is a secret 😉 key 🔑🗝️ of this law. 🧑⚖️ Sixty-one 🕐🩱 the 🤣🤣🤣 Jews call 🤙 it; I 😊 call 🤙 it eight, 🕗 eighty, four 🕓 hundred 💯 & eighteen. 🔞
But 😥 they 👩👩👦👦 have 🈶 the 🤘 half: unite by thine art 🎭 so 🆘 that all disappear.
My 😊 prophet is a fool with his 🐍 one, 🕐 one, 🕜🩱 one; are 👉 not ⏳ they 👩👩👦👦 the 🤘 Ox, and none by the 🤣 Book? 📖
Abrogate are 👉 all rituals, all ordeals, all words 🔠 and signs. ♏♏♏ Ra-Hoor-Khuit hath taken his 🐍 seat 💺 in the 🤘 East 🌏🌏🌏 at the 🤣 Equinox of the 🤣 Gods; and let Asar be with Isa, who also are 👉 one. 🩱 But 😥 they 💁 are 👉 not ⏳ of me. Let Asar be the 🤣 adorant, Isa the 🤣 sufferer; Hoor in his 🐍 secret ㊙️😉🔏 name 📛 and splendour is the 🤘 Lord 👑 initiating.
There is a word 🗨️ to say 🗣️ about the 🤘 Hierophantic task. Behold! there are 👉 three 🕞 ordeals in one, 🩱 and it may be given in three 🕞 ways. 🌌🌌🌌 The 🤣 gross 🤢 must pass 🈴 through fire; let the 🤘 fine be tried in intellect, and the 🤣 lofty chosen ones 🕜🔞 in the 🤘 highest. Thus ye ✔️🉑 have 🈶 star ✡️🌟*️⃣🌌 & star, 🎇💫 system & system; let not ⏳ one 🕜🕐 know well the ��� other!
There are 👉 four 🕟🕓 gates to one 🕜🩱 palace; the 🤣 floor 🤣 of that palace is of silver and gold; lapis lazuli & jasper are 👉 there; and all rare scents; jasmine & rose, 🌹 and the 🤣🤣🤣 emblems 🔱 of death. 💀 Let him enter ↩️ in turn or at once the 🤣 four 🍀 gates; let him stand 🧍🧍🧍 on the 🤘 floor 🤣 of the 🤣 palace. Will he 💁♂️ not 🈶 sink? Amn. Ho! warrior, if thy servant sink? But 😥 there are 👉 means 😏 and means. 😏 Be goodly therefore: dress 🥻🥻🥻 ye 🉑 all in fine apparel; eat 🍽️ rich ��� foods 🧑🍳 and drink 🍸 sweet 🧁 wines ��� and wines 🥂 that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love 💏 as ye ☑️ will, when, where and with whom ye 👍🉑 will! But 😥 always unto me.
If this be not 🈶 aright; if ye ☑️ confound 😖 the 🤘 space-marks, ✔️ saying: 🗣️ They 👩👩👦👦 are 👉 one; or saying, 🗣️ They 💁 are 👉 many; if the 🤘 ritual be not 🈶 ever unto me: then expect the 🤘 direful judgments of Ra Hoor Khuit!
This shall regenerate the 🤣 world, 🌍🌎🌍🌎🌍🌎 the 🤣 little world 🗺️ my 😊 sister, my 😀 heart 🥰 & my 😀 tongue, 😜 unto whom I 😊 send this kiss. 😘 Also, o scribe and prophet, though thou be of the 🤣 princes, 🤴 it shall not 🈶 assuage thee nor absolve thee. But 😥 ecstasy be thine and joy 😁 of earth: 🌐 ever To me! To me!
Change not ⏳ as much as the 🤘 style 💈 of a letter; for 🔰 behold! thou, o prophet, shalt not 🈶 behold all these mysteries hidden therein.
The 🤣 child 👪 of thy bowels, he 💁♂️ shall behold them.
Expect him not ⏳ from 😤 the 🤘 East, 🌏 nor from 😤 the 🤣 West; for 🈺 from 😤 no 🇳🇴 expected house 🪴🪴🪴 cometh that child. 🚼 Aum! All words 🔠🆕 are 👉 sacred and all prophets true; save 📑📑📑 only that they 💁 understand a little; solve the 🤣 first 🌛🌓 half of the 🤘 equation, leave 🍂 the 🤘 second 🥈 unattacked. But 😥😥😥 thou hast all in the 🤘 clear light, 🏮 and some, though not 🈶 all, in the 🤣 dark. 🔦
Invoke me under 🔞 my 😊 stars! ✳️ Love 💘 is the 🤘 law, 👮♂️ love 💝 under 🔞 will. Nor let the 🤣 fools mistake love; for 🔰 there are 👉 love 💓😚💑💓😚💑💓😚💑 and love. 🥰 There is the 🤣 dove, 🕊️ and there is the 🤣🤣🤣 serpent. Choose ye 👍 well! He, 💁♂️ my 😀 prophet, hath chosen, knowing the 🤘 law ⚖️ of the 🤘 fortress, and the 🤘 great 🇬🇧 mystery of the 🤘 House 🚪 of God.
All these old 🗝️ letters Ⓜ️ of my 😊 Book 📚 are 👉 aright; but 😥 צ is not 🈶 the 🤣 Star. 🌌✨ This also is secret: 🤐 my 😀😀😀 prophet shall reveal it to the 🤘 wise.
I 😀 give unimaginable joys 😄 on earth: 🌐 certainty, not ⏳ faith, while in life, 🧬 upon death; peace ✌️ unutterable, rest, 🛌 ecstasy; nor do I 😀 demand aught in sacrifice.
My 😀 incense is of resinous woods 🪵 & gums; and there is no 🙊 blood 🧛 therein: because of my 😊 hair 👱 the 🤣 trees 🌴 of Eternity.
My 😀 number 🔟 is 11, as all their numbers 🔢🔢🔢 who are 👉 of us. The 🤘 Five 🕠 Pointed ↖️ Star, ✴️ with a Circle ©️ in the 🤘 Middle, 🖕 & the 🤣 circle ⚪ is Red. ⭕ My 😊 colour is black 🖤 to the 🤣 blind, 🧑🦯🦮 but 😥 the 🤣 blue 💙 & gold are 👉 seen of the 🤘 seeing. 👀🙈 Also I 😊 have 🈶 a secret 🤐 glory for 🔰 them that love ❣️ me.
But 😥 to love 💟 me is better 🎰 than all things: if under 🔞 the 🤘 night 🌃 stars 🌃 in the 🤣 desert 🏝️ thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure 🤍 heart, 👩❤️👩 and the 🤣 Serpent flame 🔥 therein, thou shalt come a little to lie 🤥🤥🤥 in my 😊 bosom. For 🈺 one 🕐🩱🕜 kiss 👩❤️💋👩😽💏 wilt 🥀 thou then be willing to give all; but 😥 whoso gives one 🩱 particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye 👍 shall gather goods 🤞🤞🤞 and store 🏬 of women 👭 and spices; ye 🉑 shall wear 👳♀️👳 rich 🤑 jewels; ye 👍 shall exceed the 🤣 nations 🇬🇸 of the 🤣 earth 🌐 in splendour & pride; but 😥 always in the 🤣 love 💞💒 of me, and so 🆘 shall ye 🆗 come to my 😀 joy. 😹 I 😊 charge 🈶 you 🤟 earnestly to come before me in a single 🔂 robe, and covered 📔 with a rich 🤑 headdress. 👳 I 😀 love 💒👨❤️👨 you! 😀 I 😊 yearn to you! 😊 Pale or purple, 🟪 veiled 👰♀️👰♂️👰♀️👰♂️👰♀️👰♂️ or voluptuous, I 😊 who am all pleasure and purple, 🟣 and drunkenness of the 🤘 innermost sense, desire you. 🤟 Put on the 🤘 wings, 💸 and arouse the 🤘 coiled splendour within you: 🤟 come unto me!
At all my 😀 meetings with you 😀🤟😀🤟😀🤟 shall the 🤘 priestess say—and her 💁♂️ eyes 😉 shall burn with desire as she 💁♀️ stands bare and rejoicing in my 😊 secret 🔏 temple—To me! To me! calling 🤙🤙🤙 forth the 🤘 flame 🔥 of the 🤣 hearts 🧡 of all in her 💁♂️ love-chant. ❣️
Sing 🎙️ the 🤘 rapturous love-song 🧑🎤 unto me! Burn to me perfumes! Wear 👳♀️👳 to me jewels! 🔸💠 Drink 🍻 to me, for 🈺 I 😀 love 👨👩👦 you! 😊 I 😀 love 💏 you! 🤟
I 😀 am the 🤘 blue-lidded ℹ️ daughter of Sunset; I 😀 am the 🤣 naked brilliance of the 🤣🤣🤣 voluptuous night-sky. 🔞
To me! To me!
The 🤘 Manifestation of Nuit is at an end. 🔚
Chapter II
Nu! the 🤘 hiding of Hadit.
Come! all ye, 🆗☑️ and learn 📖 the 🤘 secret ㊙️ that hath not 🈶 yet been revealed. I, 😀 Hadit, am the 🤣 complement of Nu, my 😀 bride. 👰 I 😀 am not ⏳ extended, and Khabs is the 🤣 name 📛 of my 😊 House. 🛖🏚️
In the 🤣 sphere I 😊 am everywhere the 🤣 centre, as she, 💁♀️ the 🤣 circumference, is nowhere found.
Yet she 💁♀️ shall be known & I 😊 never.
Behold! the 🤘 rituals of the 🤘 old 👨🦳 time 🕥 are 👉 black. ⬛ Let the 🤣 evil 🦹♂️ ones 🔞 be cast away; let the 🤣 good ✨❇️ ones 🕜🕐 be purged by the 🤘 prophet! Then shall this Knowledge 📖 go aright.
I 😀 am the 🤣 flame 🔥 that burns in every heart 👨❤️👨 of man, 👨🦯 and in the 🤘 core of every star. ✨ I 😊 am Life, 🧬 and the 🤣 giver of Life, 🧬 yet therefore is the 🤣 knowledge 📕 of me the 🤘 knowledge 📕 of death. ☠️
I 😊 am the 🤘 Magician and the 🤘🤘🤘 Exorcist. I 😀 am the 🤣 axle of the 🤣 wheel, 🎡 and the 🤣 cube in the 🤘🤘🤘 circle. ®️ «Come unto me» is a foolish word: 🆔 for 🈺 it is I 😊 that go.
Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have 🈶 worshipped me; ill, 😷 for 🔰 I 😀 am the 🤣 worshipper. 🕍
Remember all ye ��� that existence is pure 🤍 joy; that all the 🤘 sorrows are 👉 but 😥 as shadows; they 👩👩👦👦 pass 🈴 & are 👉 done; but 😥 there is that which remains.
O prophet! thou hast ill 🤢 will to learn 🧑🎓 this writing. 📝✍️
I 😊 see 👀 thee hate 😡 the 🤣 hand 👭🖖🧑🤝🧑 & the 🤣 pen; but 😥 I 😀 am stronger. 💪
Because of me in Thee which thou knewest not. 🈶
for 🈺 why? Because thou wast the 🤣 knower, and me.
Now let there be a veiling 👰♂️ of this shrine: ⛩️ now let the 🤘 light 🚈🔆 devour men 🚹🚹🚹 and eat 🍽️ them up with blindness!
For 🔰 I 😊 am perfect, 👌 being Not; and my 😀 number 4️⃣ is nine 🕤 by the 🤣 fools; but 😥 with the 🤘 just I 😊 am eight, 🕣 and one 🔞🕜🕐 in eight: 🕣 Which is vital, for 🔰 I 😀 am none indeed. The 🤘 Empress and the 🤘 King 👑 are 👉 not ⏳ of me; for 🈺 there is a further secret. ㊙️
I 😀 am The 🤣 Empress & the 🤣 Hierophant. Thus eleven, 🕚 as my 😀 bride 👰 is eleven. 🕦
Hear 🙉 me, ye ✔️☑️ people 👨👨👧👧 of sighing!
The 🤣 sorrows of pain and regret
Are 👉 left 🔍⬅️ to the 🤣🤣🤣 dead 🧟 and the 🤘 dying,
The 🤘 folk that not 🈶 know me as yet.
These are 👉 dead, ⚰️ these fellows; they 👩👩👦👦 feel not. ⏳ We 👩👩👦👦 are 👉 not 🈶 for 🔰 the 🤣 poor and sad: 😥🙍♀️😥🙍♀️😥🙍♀️ the 🤘 lords 👑 of the 🤘 earth 🌐 are 👉 our kinsfolk.
Is a God to live in a dog? 🐩 No! 🙊 but 😥 the 🤣 highest are 👉 of us. They 💁 shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not 🈶 of us.
Beauty 💅 and strength, leaping laughter 😅 and delicious 😋😋😋 languor, force and fire, 📛 are 👉 of us.
We 🌿 have 🈶 nothing 🈚 with the 🤣 outcast and the 🤘 unfit: let them die ⚰️ in their misery. For 🔰 they 💁 feel not. ⏳ Compassion is the 🤘 vice of kings: 👑 stamp down ⤵️↙️ the 🤣 wretched & the 🤣 weak: this is the 🤣 law ™️💼👮♂️🚔 of the 🤘 strong: 💪 this is our law 🚓 and the 🤣 joy 😂 of the 🤘 world. 🌎 Think 🤔 not, 🈶 o king, 👑 upon that lie: 🤥 That Thou Must Die: ⚰️⚱️ verily thou shalt not 🈶 die, ⚰️ but 😥 live. Now let it be understood: If the 🤣 body of the 🤣 King 🤴 dissolve, he 💁♂️ shall remain in pure 🤍 ecstasy for 🔰 ever. Nuit! Hadit! Ra-Hoor-Khuit! The 🤘 Sun, 🌤️🌞 Strength & Sight, 🔦 Light; these are 👉 for 🈺 the 🤣 servants of the 🤣 Star *️⃣ & the 🤣 Snake. 🐍
I 😀 am the 🤣 Snake 🐍 that giveth Knowledge 📙 & Delight and bright 🔆 glory, and stir the 🤘 hearts 💜 of men 👯♂️ with drunkenness. To worship 🛐 me take wine 🍶 and strange drugs 💉 whereof I 😊 will tell 🗣 my 😊 prophet, & be drunk 🥃 thereof! They 💁 shall not ⏳ harm 🩸 ye 🉑 at all. It is a lie, 🤥 this folly against self. The 🤘 exposure of innocence is a lie. 🤥 Be strong, 💪 o man! 🕺 lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear 😱 not ⏳ that any God shall deny ❎ thee for 🈺 this.
I 😀 am alone: there is no 👎 God where I 😀 am.
Behold! these be grave 🪦 mysteries; for 🔰 there are 👉 also of my 😊 friends 🐶 who be hermits. Now think 🤔 not ⏳ to find 🔎 them in the 🤣 forest or on the 🤣 mountain; but 😥 in beds 🛏️ of purple, 💟💟💟 caressed by magnificent beasts of women ♀️🚺 with large 🌥️⬜⬛🔶 limbs, 🦵 and fire 🔥 and light 🪔 in their eyes, 😙 and masses of flaming 🔥 hair 👱♂️ about them; there shall ye 🆗 find 🔍 them. Ye 🆗✔️ shall see 🙈 them at rule, 🚷 at victorious armies, 🪖 at all the 🤘 joy; and there shall be in them a joy 😀 a million times 🕟🕢 greater 🇬🇧 than this. Beware lest any force another, King 🤴 against King! 👑👑👑 Love 💞 one 🕐🩱 another with burning hearts; on the 🤘 low 🔈 men 🤼♂️ trample in the 🤘🤘🤘 fierce lust of your pride, 🏳️🌈 in the 🤣 day of your wrath.
Ye 👍 are 👉 against the 🤘 people, 👨👨👧👧 O my 😊 chosen!
I 😊 am the 🤣 secret 🔏 Serpent coiled about to spring: 🎐 in my 😀 coiling there is joy. 😋 If I 😊 lift 🏋️ up my 😊 head, 🗣️🤯 I 😊 and my 😀 Nuit are 👉 one. 🩱 If I 😀 droop down ↙️ mine head, 🤕 and shoot 🌠 forth venom, then is rapture of the 🤘 earth, 🌐 and I 😀 and the 🤘 earth 🌐 are 👉 one. 🕐🩱
There is great 🇬🇧 danger ☢️☠️ in me; for 🔰 who doth not 🈶 understand these runes shall make a great 🇬🇧 miss. He 💁♂️ shall fall 🌻 down ↙️⬇️ into the 🤘 pit called 🤙 Because, and there he 💁♂️ shall perish with the 🤣🤣🤣 dogs 🐕🦺 of Reason.
Now a curse upon Because and his 🐍 kin!
May Because be accursèd for 🔰 ever!
If Will stops ⏹️⛔ and cries 🥲 Why, invoking Because, then Will stops 🚫 & does nought.
If Power 🪄 asks why, then is Power 🔋 weakness.
Also reason is a lie; for 🔰 there is a factor infinite & unknown; & all their words 🔜 are 👉 skew-wise.
Enough of Because! Be he 💁♂️ damned for 🈺 a dog! 🌭
But 😥 ye, ☑️ o my 😊 people, 👩👧👧 rise up & awake!
Let the 🤘 rituals be rightly performed 👯 with joy 😋 & beauty! 💅
There are 👉 rituals of the 🤣 elements and feasts of the 🤘 times. ⌚
A feast for 🔰 the 🤘 first 🥇 night 🌑 of the 🤘 Prophet and his 🐍 Bride! 👰
A feast for 🈺 the 🤘 three 🕞 days of the 🤣🤣🤣 writing 🖊️🖋️ of the 🤘 Book 📘📕📙 of the 🤣 Law. 👮♀️
A feast for 🈺 Tahuti and the 🤣 child 👨👩👧 of the 🤘 Prophet—secret, O Prophet!
A feast for 🈺 the 🤘 Supreme Ritual, and a feast for 🔰🔰🔰 the 🤘 Equinox of the 🤣 Gods.
A feast for 🔰🔰🔰 fire 📛🕯️🧑🚒 and a feast for 🔰 water; a feast for 🔰 life 🧬 and a greater 🇬🇧 feast for 🈺 death! ☠️
A feast every day in your hearts 💓💝 in the 🤣 joy 😂 of my 😀 rapture!
A feast every night 🌜🎇 unto Nu, and the 🤣 pleasure of uttermost delight!
Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no 👎 dread hereafter. There is the 🤣 dissolution, and eternal ecstasy in the 🤣 kisses of Nu.
There is death 🪦 for 🈺🈺🈺 the 🤣 dogs. 🐕🐶
Dost thou fail? 🏳️ Art 🎭 thou sorry? 💔💔💔 Is fear 😱 in thine heart? 💗
Where I 😀 am these are 👉 not. ⏳
Pity not 🈶 the 🤘 fallen! 🍂 I 😀 never knew them. I 😀 am not 🈶 for 🔰 them. I 😀 console 🎮 not: ⏳ I 😊 hate 😡 the 🤣 consoled & the 🤘 consoler. 🎮
I 😀 am unique & conqueror. I 😊😊😊 am not 🈶 of the 🤘 slaves that perish. Be they 💁 damned & dead! ⚰️ Amen. (This is of the 🤣 4: 🕓 there is a fifth who is invisible, & therein am I 😊 as a babe in an egg. 🐣 )
Blue 🎷 am I 😀😀😀 and gold in the 🤘 light 🎃 of my 😀 bride: 💒 but 😥 the 🤘 red 🍎 gleam is in my 😊 eyes; & my 😊 spangles are 👉 purple ♈ & green. ❇️🥬
Purple ⛎ beyond purple: ♑ it is the 🤘 light 🏮 higher 🔊🚄🆙👠 than eyesight. 👓
There is a veil: 👰 that veil 👰♂️ is black. ☑️ It is the 🤣 veil 👰♂️👰♀️ of the 🤣 modest woman; it is the 🤘 veil 👰♂️👰♀️ of sorrow, & the 🤘 pall of death: 🪦 this is none of me. Tear 📆 down ↙️ that lying 🤥 spectre of the 🤘 centuries: veil 👰♀️ not 🈶 your vices in virtuous words: 🔚 these vices are 👉 my 😊 service; ye 🆗✔️ do well, & I 😀 will reward you 😊🤟 here 📌📍📌📍📌📍 and hereafter.
Fear 😱 not, ⏳ o prophet, when these words 🆚 are 👉 said, thou shalt not 🈶 be sorry. 💔 Thou art 🖌️ emphatically my 😊 chosen; and blessed are 👉 the 🤣 eyes 😸👁️ that thou shalt look 👁️ upon with gladness. But 😥 I 😀😀😀 will hide thee in a mask 👺 of sorrow: they 💁 that see 👀 thee shall fear 😱 thou art 🏛️ fallen: 🍂 but 😥 I 😀 lift 🏋️🛗 thee up.
Nor shall they 👩👩👦👦 who cry 😭😢 aloud their folly that thou meanest nought avail; thou shall reveal it: thou availest: they 👩👩👦👦 are 👉 the 🤣 slaves of because: They 💁 are 👉 not ⏳ of me. The 🤘 stops 🚫 as thou wilt; the 🤘 letters? ✉️ change them not 🈶 in style 💈 or value!
Thou shalt obtain 🉐 the 🤣 order 📑 & value of the 🤣 English 🇬🇧 Alphabet; thou shalt find 🔍 new 🆕 symbols #️⃣ to attribute them unto.
Begone! ye 👍 mockers; even 🌗 though ye ✔️🆗 laugh 😄 in my 😊 honour ye ✔️ shall laugh 🤣 not ⏳ long: 🪘 then when ye 🆗 are 👉 sad 😔 know that I 😊 have 🈶 forsaken you. 🤟😊
He 💁♂️ that is righteous shall be righteous still; he 💁♂️ that is filthy shall be filthy still. 🧍
Yea! 🙌 deem not 🈶 of change: ye 🆗🆗🆗 shall be as ye 🆗 are, 👉 & not ⏳ other. Therefore the 🤣 kings 👑 of the 🤣 earth 🌐 shall be Kings 🤴 for 🔰 ever: the 🤣🤣🤣 slaves shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down ⏬ or lifted 🛗 up: all is ever as it was. Yet there are 👉 masked 👺 ones 🩱🕐 my 😊 servants: it may be that yonder beggar is a King. 👑👑👑 A King 🤴 may choose his 🐍 garment as he 💁♂️ will: there is no 🚳 certain test: 🧪 but 😥 a beggar cannot hide his 🐍 poverty.
Beware therefore! Love 💝 all, lest perchance is a King 👑 concealed! Say 🗣️ you 🤟 so? 🆘 Fool! If he 💁♂️ be a King, 🤴🤴🤴 thou canst not 🈶 hurt 🤕 him.
Therefore strike hard & low, 🔈 and to hell with them, master!
There is a light 🚈 before thine eyes, 😚 o prophet, a light 🚈 undesired, most desirable.
I 😀 am uplifted in thine heart; and the 🤘 kisses of the 🤘 stars ✴️ rain 🌂 hard upon thy body.
Thou art 🏛️🖌️🥋 exhaust in the 🤣 voluptuous fullness of the 🤘 inspiration; the 🤣 expiration is sweeter 🍭 than death, ☠️⚰️ more ➕ rapid and laughterful than a caress of Hell’s own worm. 🐛
Oh! thou art 🏛️🖌️ overcome: we 🌿 are 👉 upon thee; our delight is all over 🤭 thee: hail! hail: prophet of Nu! prophet of Had! prophet of Ra-Hoor-Khu! Now rejoice! now come in our splendour & rapture! Come in our passionate peace, ✌️ & write ✍️ sweet 🍬 words 🆔 for 🈺 the 🤘 Kings. 🤴
I 😀 am the 🤘 Master: thou art 🖌️ the 🤣 Holy Chosen One. 🕜
Write, 📝✍️✒️ & find 🔍 ecstasy in writing! ✒️ Work, 💼 & be our bed 🛌 in working! 🏗️ Thrill with the 🤘 joy 😄 of life 🧬 & death! 💀 Ah! thy death ⚰️ shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. 😆 Thy death ⚰️🪦 shall be the 🤣 seal 🦭 of the 🤘 promise of our agelong love. 💑 Come! lift 🏋️♀️🛗 up thine heart 💞 & rejoice! We 👩👩👦👦 are 👉 one; we 🌿 are 👉 none.
Hold! 👬 Hold! 👬 Bear 🐻 up in thy rapture; fall ⛅🎃🍁 not 🈶 in swoon of the 🤘 excellent kisses!
Harder! Hold 🧑🤝🧑 up thyself! Lift 🏋️♀️ thine head! 💆♂️ breathe 🫁 not ⏳⏳⏳ so 🆘 deep—die!
Ah! Ah! What 😦 do I 😊 feel? Is the 🤣 word 🆘🆖 exhausted?
There is help 🆘 & hope 🙏 in other spells. Wisdom says: 🗣️ be strong! 💪 Then canst thou bear 🐻❄️ more ➕ joy. 😹 Be not 🈶 animal; refine thy rapture! If thou drink, 🍵 drink 🍷 by the 🤘 eight 🕣✳️ and ninety rules 🚷 of art: 🖌️🏛️ if thou love, 💋 exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous, let there be subtlety therein!
But 😥 exceed! exceed!
Strive ever to more! ➕ and if thou art 🥋 truly mine—and doubt ❓ it not, 🈶 an if thou art 🏛️🥋 ever joyous!—death is the 🤘 crown 👸 of all.
Ah! Ah! Death! 🪦 Death! ⚱️ thou shalt long 🪘 for 🔰 death. ☠️ Death 🪦 is forbidden, 🈲 o man, 👨🍼 unto thee.
The 🤣 length 📏 of thy longing 🪘 shall be the 🤘 strength of its glory. He 💁♂️ that lives long 🪘 & desires death ⚱️ much is ever the 🤣 King 🤴 among the 🤣 Kings. 🤴
Aye! listen 👂 to the 🤣 numbers 2️⃣ & the 🤣 words: 🔝
4 🕟 6 🕡🕕 3 🕞 8 🕗 A B K 2 💕 4 🕟 A L G M O R 3 🕒 Y X 24 89 R P S T O V A L. What 😦 meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest not; nor shalt thou know ever. There cometh one 🩱🔞🕐 to follow thee: he 💁♂️ shall expound it. But 😥 remember, o chosen one, 🕜🩱 to be me; to follow the 🤘 love 👩❤️👨 of Nu in the 🤘 star-lit 🎇❇️🌟☪️ heaven; to look 👀 forth upon men, ♂️ to tell 🗣 them this glad 😆 word. 🔜
O be thou proud 😤 and mighty among men! 🙆♂️
Lift 🏋️ up thyself! for 🈺 there is none like 👬 unto thee among men 👴 or among Gods! Lift 🛗🏋️♀️ up thyself, o my 😊 prophet, thy stature shall surpass the 🤣 stars. ✳️ They 💁 shall worship 🛐 thy name, 📛 foursquare, mystic, wonderful, the 🤘 number 🔢🔢🔢 of the 🤘 man; and the 🤘 name 📛 of thy house 🛖 418.
The 🤘 end 🔚 of the 🤣 hiding of Hadit; and blessing & worship 🛐 to the 🤘 prophet of the 🤣 lovely Star! *️⃣
Chapter III
Abrahadabra; the 🤣 reward of Ra Hoor Khut.
There is division hither 🎯 homeward; there is a word 🆔 not 🈶 known. Spelling is defunct; all is not ⏳ aught. Beware! Hold! 🧑🤝🧑 Raise the 🤣 spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
Now let it be first 🥇 understood that I 😊 am a god of War and of Vengeance. I 😀 shall deal hardly with them.
Choose ye 🉑 an island! 🇮🇨
Fortify it!
Dung it about with enginery of war!
I 😊 will give you 😀 a war-engine. 🚒
With it ye ☑️☑️☑️ shall smite the 🤣 peoples; and none shall stand 🧍♀️ before you. 😀
Lurk! Withdraw! Upon them! this is the 🤣 Law 👮♀️🚔 of the 🤘 Battle of Conquest: thus shall my 😊😊😊 worship 🕍 be about my 😊 secret 🔏 house. 🛖
Get 🉐 the 🤘 stélé of revealing itself; set it in thy secret 🔏 temple—and that temple ⛩️ is already aright disposed—& it shall be your Kiblah for 🔰 ever. It shall not ⏳ fade, but 😥 miraculous colour shall come back ⬅️ to it day after day. Close it in locked 🔒 glass 🍷 for 🔰 a proof to the 🤘 world. 🗺️
This shall be your only proof. I 😀 forbid 🚫 argument. Conquer! That is enough. I 😊😊😊 will make easy to you 🤟 the 🤣 abstruction from 😤 the 🤣🤣🤣 ill-ordered 📑🤢 house 🏘️🏠 in the 🤣 Victorious City. 🇻🇦 Thou shalt thyself convey it with worship, 🛐 o prophet, though thou likest it not. 🈶 Thou shalt have 🈶 danger ❗ & trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with thee. Worship 🕍🕌 me with fire 🧯 & blood; worship 🛐 me with swords ⚔️⚔️⚔️ & with spears. 🔱 Let the 🤣 woman 🙅♀️ be girt with a sword ⚔️ before me: let blood 💉💉💉 flow to my 😀 name. 📛 Trample down ⬇️ the 🤘 Heathen; be upon them, o warrior, I 😀 will give you 😀 of their flesh to eat! 🍽️
Sacrifice cattle, little and big: 😃 after a child. 👨👦
But 😥 not 🈶 now.
Ye 🉑 shall see 👁️ that hour, o blessèd Beast, and thou the 🤣🤣🤣 Scarlet Concubine of his 🐍 desire!
Ye ☑️ shall be sad 🙍♂️ thereof.
Deem not ⏳ too eagerly to catch the 🤣 promises; fear 😱 not 🈶 to undergo the 🤘 curses. Ye, 👍 even 🌆 ye, ✔️ know not ⏳ this meaning 😏 all.
Fear 😱 not ⏳ at all; fear 😱 neither men 👴 nor Fates, nor gods, nor anything. Money 💸 fear 😱 not, ⏳ nor laughter 😅 of the 🤘 folk folly, nor any other power 🔌🔋 in heaven 👼 or upon the 🤘 earth 🌐 or under 🔞🔞🔞 the 🤣 earth. 🌐 Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and I 😊 am the 🤣 strength, force, vigour, of your arms. 💪
Mercy 🥺 let be off: 📆 damn them who pity! Kill 🚬 and torture; spare not; be upon them!
That stélé they 👩👩👦👦 shall call 🤙 the 🤘 Abomination of Desolation; count well its name, 📛 & it shall be to you 🤟 as 718.
Why? Because of the 🤣 fall 🍁 of Because, that he 💁♂️ is not ⏳ there again.
Set up my 😊 image in the 🤣 East: 🌏 thou shalt buy 🛍️ thee an image which I 😀 will show 🌍 thee, especial, not 🈶 unlike the 🤘 one 🕜 thou knowest. And it shall be suddenly easy for 🈺 thee to do this.
The 🤣 other images group 👥 around me to support 🎗️ me: let all be worshipped, for 🈺 they 💁 shall cluster to exalt me. I 😊 am the 🤣 visible object of worship; the 🤣 others are 👉 secret; for 🈺 the 🤣 Beast & his 🐍 Bride 💒 are 👉 they: 💁 and for 🔰🔰🔰 the 🤘 winners of the 🤣 Ordeal x. What 😦 is this? Thou shalt know.
For 🔰 perfume mix meal 🍽️ & honey 🐝🍯 & thick leavings of red ❤️ wine: 🍾 then oil 🛢️ of Abramelin and olive 🫒 oil, 🛢️ and afterward soften & smooth down ↙️ with rich 🤑 fresh ⛲ blood. 🩸
The 🤘 best blood 💉 is of the 🤘🤘🤘 moon, 🥮 monthly: 🈷️ then the 🤘 fresh ⛲ blood 🩸 of a child, 👨👩👧 or dropping 🩸 from 😤 the 🤘 host of heaven: 👼 then of enemies; then of the 🤣 priest or of the 🤘 worshippers: last 🌜⏮️ of some beast, no 👎 matter what. 😦
This burn: of this make cakes 🎂 & eat 🍽️ unto me. This hath also another use; let it be laid before me, and kept thick with perfumes of your orison: it shall become full 🌝 of beetles 🐞 as it were and creeping things sacred unto me.
These slay, naming 📛 your enemies; & they 👩👩👦👦 shall fall 🌻 before you. 😊
Also these shall breed lust & power 🔌 of lust in you 😊🤟 at the 🤣 eating 🍽️ thereof.
Also ye 👍 shall be strong 💪 in war.
Moreover, be they 👩👩👦👦 long 🪘 kept, it is better; for 🔰 they 💁 swell with my 😊 force. All before me.
My 😊 altar is of open 😮 brass 🎺 work: 🏢 burn thereon in silver or gold!
There cometh a rich 🤑 man 👨💻 from 😤 the 🤣 West who shall pour his 🐍🐍🐍 gold upon thee.
From 😤 gold forge steel!
Be ready to fly 🛸 or to smite!
But 😥 your holy place 🚩 shall be untouched throughout the 🤘 centuries: though with fire 📛 and sword 🤺 it be burnt down ↕️ & shattered, yet an invisible house 🏘️ there standeth, and shall stand 🧍♂️ until the 🤣 fall ⛅ of the 🤣 Great 🇬🇧 Equinox; when Hrumachis shall arise and the 🤘 double-wanded 🪄🪄🪄 one 🕐 assume my 😀 throne and place. 🥈 Another prophet shall arise, and bring fresh ⛲ fever 🤒 from 😤 the 🤘 skies; another woman 🧏♀️🧏♀️🧏♀️ shall awake the 🤘 lust & worship 🛐 of the 🤣 Snake; another soul of God and beast shall mingle in the 🤘🤘🤘 globèd priest; another sacrifice shall stain the 🤣 tomb; another king 👑 shall reign; and blessing no 🙅♀️ longer 🪘 be poured To the 🤣 Hawk-headed 🤕💆♀️ mystical 🦄 Lord! 👑
The 🤘 half of the 🤘 word 🆕 of Heru-ra-ha, called 🤙 Hoor-pa-kraat and Ra-Hoor-Khut.
Then said the 🤘 prophet unto the 🤣 God:
I 😀 adore 🥰 thee in the 🤘 song—
I 😀 am the 🤣 Lord 👑👑👑 of Thebes, and I 😀
The 🤣 inspired forth-speaker 🔊🔊🔊 of Mentu;
For 🈺 me unveils the 🤣 veilèd sky, 🈳🌆
The 🤘 self-slain Ankh-af-na-khonsu
Whose words 🆖 are 👉 truth. I 😀 invoke, I 😊 greet
Thy presence, O Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
Unity uttermost showed! 📺
I 😊 adore 🥰 the 🤣 might of Thy breath,
Supreme and terrible God,
Who makest the 🤣 gods and death 🪦
To tremble before Thee:—
I, 😀 I 😊 adore 🥰 thee!
Appear on the 🤣 throne of Ra!
Open 🈺 the 🤣 ways 🌌 of the 🤘 Khu!
Lighten the 🤣 ways 🌌 of the 🤘 Ka!
The 🤘 ways 🌌 of the 🤘 Khabs run through
To stir me or still 🧍 me!
Aum! let it fill me!
So 🆘 that thy light 💡 is in me; & its red 🈴🈴🈴 flame 🔥 is as a sword ⚔️ in my 😀 hand 🙋♀️ to push thy order. 📑 There is a secret 🔏 door 🔑 that I 😀 shall make to establish thy way ↕️ in all the 🤣 quarters, 🌗 (these are 👉 the 🤣 adorations, as thou hast written), as it is said:
The 🤘 light 🔆 is mine; its rays consume
Me: I 😊 have 🈶 made a secret 🤐 door 🗝️
Into the 🤘 House 🏠 of Ra and Tum,
Of Khephra and of Ahathoor.
I 😊 am thy Theban, O Mentu,
The 🤣 prophet Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
By Bes-na-Maut my 😊 breast 🤱 I 😊 beat;
By wise Ta-Nech I 😊 weave my 😊😊😊 spell.
Show 🌍 thy star-splendour, ✨ O Nuit!
Bid me within thine House 🏠 to dwell,
O wingèd snake 🐍 of light, 🎃🪔🔆 Hadit!
Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
All this and a book 📕 to say 🗣️ how thou didst come hither 👊 and a reproduction of this ink 🖨️ and paper 📜 for 🔰 ever—for in it is the 🤘 word 🆕 secret ㊙️ & not 🈶 only in the 🤣 English—and thy comment upon this the 🤘 Book 📕 of the 🤣 Law 👮♂️ shall be printed beautifully in red 🆑㊗️ ink 🖨️🖨️🖨️ and black 🐈⬛⬛ upon beautiful paper 📓 made by hand; and to each man 👞 and woman 🧕 that thou meetest, were it but 😥 to dine or to drink 🍸 at them, it is the 🤣🤣🤣 Law ⚖️ to give. Then they 👩👩👦👦 shall chance to abide in this bliss or no; it is no 🙅 odds. Do this quickly!
But 😥 the 🤣 work 💼 of the 🤣 comment? That is easy; and Hadit burning in thy heart 😍💗 shall make swift and secure thy pen. 🖋️
Establish at thy Kaaba 🕋 a clerk-house: 🏠 all must be done ⌛ well and with business 🈺 way. 🌌
The 🤣 ordeals thou shalt oversee thyself, save 🔖 only the 🤣 blind 👩🦯 ones. 🔞 Refuse none, but 😥 thou shalt know & destroy the 🤣 traitors. I 😊 am Ra-Hoor-Khuit; and I 😀 am powerful to protect 💂 my 😊 servant. Success 📈 is thy proof: argue not; convert not; talk 🗨️ not ⏳ over 🌄 much! Them that seek to entrap thee, to overthrow thee, them attack 👊 without ⛄ pity or quarter; & destroy them utterly. Swift as a trodden serpent turn and strike! Be thou yet deadlier than he! 💁♂️ Drag down ↕️ their souls to awful torment: laugh 😅😄 at their fear: 😱 spit upon them!
Let the 🤘 Scarlet Woman 👷♀️ beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her 💁♂️ heart; if she 💁♀️ leave 🍂 my 😊 work 💼 to toy 🪀🎎 with old 👴🗝️ sweetnesses; then shall my 😊 vengeance be known. I 😀 will slay me her 💁♂️💁♂️💁♂️ child: 🧒 I 😀 will alienate her 💁♂️ heart: 💙 I 😀 will cast her 💁♂️ out 😵 from 😤 men: 🙆♂️ as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she 💁♀️ crawl through dusk 🌆 wet streets, and die ⚰️ cold 🎿🎿🎿 and an-hungered.
But 😥 let her 💁♂️ raise herself in pride! 😤 Let her 💁♂️ follow me in my 😀 way! 🌌 Let her 💁♂️ work 💼 the 🤣 work 🏗️ of wickedness! Let her 💁♂️ kill 🚬 her 💁♂️ heart! 💘 Let her 💁♂️ be loud and adulterous! Let her 💁♂️ be covered 📔 with jewels, 🔸 and rich 🤑 garments, and let her 💁♂️ be shameless before all men! 👴👴👴
Then will I 😀 lift 🛗🏋️🏋️♂️ her 💁♂️ to pinnacles of power: 🔋 then will I 😊 breed from 😤 her 💁♂️ a child 👨👧 mightier than all the 🤣 kings 👑 of the 🤣 earth. 🌐 I 😀 will fill her 💁♂️ with joy: 😁 with my 😊 force shall she 💁♀️ see 🙈 & strike at the 🤘 worship 🕍🛐 of Nu: she 💁♀️ shall achieve Hadit.
I 😀 am the 🤣 warrior Lord 👑 of the 🤘 Forties: the 🤣 Eighties cower 🥩 before me, & are 👉 abased. I 😊 will bring you 😀 to victory ✌️ & joy: 😂 I 😊 will be at your arms 💪 in battle & ye ☑️ shall delight to slay. Success 📈 is your proof; courage is your armour; go on, go on, in my 😊 strength; & ye 🉑👍 shall turn not ⏳ back ↩️ for 🈺🈺🈺 any!
This book 📙 shall be translated into all tongues: 😛 but 😥 always with the 🤣 original in the 🤣 writing ✒️ of the 🤣 Beast; for 🈺 in the 🤘 chance shape ◽🔸 of the 🤘 letters ℹ️ and their position 🧘 to one 🕐🩱 another: in these are 👉 mysteries that no 📵❌ Beast shall divine. Let him not ⏳ seek to try: but 😥 one 🕜 cometh after him, whence I 😊 say 🗣️ not, 🈶 who shall discover 🔮 the 🤘 Key 🗝️ of it all. Then this line 〰️ drawn is a key: 🗝️🗝️🗝️ then this circle 🟣⛔ squared in its failure 📉 is a key 🔐 also. And Abrahadabra. It shall be his 🐍 child 👶 & that strangely. Let him not 🈶🈶🈶 seek after this; for 🔰 thereby alone can he 💁♂️ fall 🍁🎃 from 😤 it.
Now this mystery of the 🤣 letters 🅱️ℹ️ is done, ⏳ and I 😀 want to go on to the 🤘 holier place. 🥈🛐
I 😀 am in a secret 🤐 fourfold word, 🔜 the 🤣 blasphemy against all gods of men. 👴
Curse them! Curse them! Curse them!
With my 😀 Hawk’s head 💆♀️ I 😊 peck at the 🤘 eyes 😍😍😍 of Jesus as he 💁♂️ hangs upon the 🤣 cross. ❌✝️🤞
I 😀 flap my 😊 wings 👼💸 in the 🤣 face 👁️ of Mohammed & blind 🦇 him.
With my 😀 claws 🦞 I 😀 tear 📆 out 😵 the 🤣 flesh of the 🤘 Indian 👳♀️ and the 🤘 Buddhist, Mongol and Din.
Bahlasti! Ompehda! I 😀 spit on your crapulous creeds.
Let Mary inviolate be torn upon wheels: ☸️ for 🈺 her 💁♂️ sake 🍶 let all chaste women ♀️🚺🙆♀️ be utterly despised among you! 😀
Also for 🈺 beauty’s sake 🍶 and love’s!
Despise 😡😡😡 also all cowards; professional soldiers who dare not ⏳ fight, 🥊 but 😥 play; all fools despise! 😡
But 😥 the 🤘 keen and the 🤣 proud, 😤 the 🤘 royal 💂♀️ and the 🤘 lofty; ye 👍 are 👉 brothers!
As brothers fight 🥊 ye! ☑️✔️
There is no 🙅♀️❌🙉🚷 law ™️™️™️ beyond Do what 😦 thou wilt. 🥀
There is an end 🔚 of the 🤘 word 💬 of the 🤘 God enthroned in Ra’s seat, 💺 lightening the 🤣 girders of the 🤘 soul.
To Me do ye ☑️ reverence! to me come ye ☑️ through tribulation of ordeal, which is bliss.
The 🤘 fool readeth this Book 📕 of the 🤣 Law, 🚓 and its comment; & he 💁♂️ understandeth it not. 🈶
Let him come through the 🤘 first 🌛🌛🌛 ordeal, & it will be to him as silver.
Through the 🤣 second, 🥈 gold.
Through the 🤘 third, 🥉 stones ⬜ of precious water. 🪣
Through the 🤘 fourth, ultimate 🥏 sparks of the 🤘 intimate fire. 📛
Yet to all it shall seem beautiful. Its enemies who say 🗣️ not ⏳ so, 🆘 are 👉 mere liars.
There is success. 📈
I 😀 am the 🤣 Hawk-Headed 🗣️🤕💆♂️🗣️🤕💆♂️🗣️🤕💆♂️ Lord 👑 of Silence 📴🔈 & of Strength; my 😊 nemyss shrouds the 🤘 night-blue ◀️ sky. 🈳
Hail! ye 👍 twin warriors about the 🤣 pillars of the 🤣 world! 🌎🌏 for 🈺 your time ⏰ is nigh at hand. 👈
I 😀 am the 🤣 Lord 👑 of the 🤣 Double ‼️ Wand 🪄 of Power; the 🤘 wand 🪄🪄🪄 of the 🤘 Force of Coph Nia—but my 😊 left 🛅 hand 💁♂️ is empty, 🈳 for 🈺 I 😊 have 🈶 crushed 😊😍 an Universe; & nought remains.
Paste the 🤘 sheets from 😤😤😤 right ⤵️↪️ to left ↩️ and from 😤 top ⤴️ to bottom: 🔻 then behold!
There is a splendour in my 😀 name 📛 hidden and glorious, as the 🤘 sun ☀️ of midnight 🕛 is ever the 🤣 son.
The 🤘 ending 🔚 of the 🤘 words 🆒 is the 🤘 Word 🆑 Abrahadabra.
The 🤣 Book 📘 of the 🤣 Law 🚨 is Written
and Concealed.
Aum. Ha.
WHICH ONE OF YOU DID THIS? I WOKE UP TODAY WITH AN EMOJI VERSION OF FIRST CHAPTER OF ALIESTER CROWLEYS BOOK OF THE LAW IN MY INBOX. WHICH ONE OF YOU IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS? I CANNOT OPEN MY INBOX WITHOUT MY PHONE SLOWING DOWN. HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE YOU. SHOW YOURSELF I JUST WANT TO TALK.
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i’ve already hit the low
Martin K. Blackwood was not exactly surprised that his new boss considered him a disappointment.
aka the early TMA Martin panic attack we all know happened at least once
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 250
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32558107
Written for @darlinglissa’s prompt of a pre-episode 23 TMA fic!
[ID: A blurred image of age-stained book pages. Written above in black Lucida Calligraphy with a white text shadow are the words “i’ve already hit the low”. END ID]
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@darlinglissa
3/200 ooh a dark!percy moodboard or playlist, whatever you're feeling
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You're a bad writer
Sure, but I am really good at fucking your mom
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PODFIC of @theworldsactuallynotthatsmall’s fic treat me like i treat myself
My name is Juno Steel, former private eye turned criminal on the run, and if you ask anyone with eyes or a mouth, they’ll tell you I don’t have a great track record with relationships.
Look, I’m a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.
Well, stupid isn’t usually one of them.
Okay, it’s more like I make reckless decisions that sometimes have stupid outcomes, but the point is I don’t go out of my way to make stupid choices and I’m not a complete idiot. So I know that not all of my exes were…great. In fact most of them weren’t. And that leads me to my problem.
I…may be attracted to abusive people.
Podfic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32123362
Rating: Explicit
[ID: A photograph of a close up of a pale arm laying on a grainy blue surface. There are a cluster of dark red flowers to the left, and a single red flower is pinned to the arm with a bandaid that has the word “You” written on it. Hovering above the bandaid are the words “treat me like i treat myself” in white Lucida Calligraphy with a black text shadow. END ID]
#my art#tpptitleedit#podfic#the penumbra podcast#tpp#juno steel#peter nureyev#Juno steel/Peter Nureyev
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"Kaz and Inej wouldn't get married" she's religious and he wants the tax incentives, what's not clicking
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CHAPTER THREE and INTERLUDE ONE of the podfic created for @jewishmarkbryant‘s fic, my power was constricted in my heart, written for @podcastbigbang.
my power was constricted in my heart will return with Chapter Four on June 16th!
Chapter Three Summary:
In which Mark gets beat up by a child, creates a personal raincloud of gloom, and sits vigil while Oliver sleeps.
Chapter Three
Interlude One Summary:
Five years ago, Oliver Ritz watches a man die and realizes that it is his fault.
Interlude One
Listen from the beginning
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The difference between Not!Tea and Not!Coffee is that one is vulnerable to pspsps and the other requires violence.
[Image description: A three-point Venn diagram with the podcasts The White Vault on the left, Kane & Feels in the middle, and The Magnus Archives on the right. Between TWV and K&F is the word “Coffee”, and between K&F and TMA is the word “Malevolent Drink”. Description ends.]
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God I forgot how good it is to just sit back, close my eyes, and lose myself in the truely indescribable vibes of a Kane & Feels episode
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