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thehierophage · 4 years ago

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Holy Day Meditation for 4/8/21 e.v.

April 8, 2021 æ.v. Dies Jovis,

☉︎ 19° ♈︎ : ☽︎ 14° ♓︎ : ♃︎ : Ⅴⅴⅰⅰ

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Feast for the First Day of the Writing of the Book of the Law, The Day of Gimel, the Day of the Priestess

Hebrew Letter: Gimel

Numerical Value as Letter: 3

Numerical Value as Word: 73/83 (Gimel+Mem+Lamed or Gimel+Yod+Mem+Lamed)

Meaning: Camel.

Thoth Card: The Priestess (Atu II)

Alternate Title: The Priestess of the Silver Star.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 13 - Tiphareth to Kether (from Sephira 6-1)

Astrological Sign: Moon

Element: -

Egyptian Godforms: Chomse

Geomantic Figure: Enneagram

Gemstones: Moonstone, Pearl, Crystal

Perfumes: Menstrual Blood, Camphor (as Isis), Aloes, Myrrh bark (as Diana), Jasmine, Willow, Black Copal (as lunar eclipse) all sweet virginal odors and odoriferous roots

Plants: Almond, Mugwort, Hazel, Moonwort, Ranunculus, Alder, Pomegranete, Peony

Animals: Dog, Stork, Camel, Cat, Frog, Toad, Crab, Bat, Hare, Rabbit

Colors:

King Scale – Blue

Queen Scale – Silver

Prince Scale – Cold pale blue

Princess Scale – Silver rayed sky-blue

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Purity is to live only to the Highest; and the Highest is All: be thou as Artemis to Pan! Read thou in the Book of the Law, and break through the veil of the Virgin!

Mnemonic:

Mother, moon-maiden, playmate, bride of Pan; God's Angel-Minister to every man.

Recommended Text for Meditation:

Liber AL vel Legis sub figura CCXX, Cap. 1

The Book of the Law Liber AL vel Legis sub figura CCXX

as delivered by XCIII = 418 to DCLXVI

1. Had! The manifestation of Nuit.

2. The unveiling of the company of heaven.

3. Every man and every woman is a star.

4. Every number is infinite; there is no difference.

5. Help me, o warrior lord of Thebes, in my unveiling before the Children of men!

6. Be thou Hadit, my secret centre, my heart & my tongue!

7. Behold! it is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat.

8. The Khabs is in the Khu, not the Khu in the Khabs.

9. Worship then the Khabs, and behold my light shed over you!

10. Let my servants be few & secret: they shall rule the many & the known.

11. These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools.

12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love!

13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy.

14. Above, the gemmed azure is

The naked splendour of Nuit;

She bends in ecstasy to kiss

The secret ardours of Hadit.

The winged globe, the starry blue,

Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!

15. 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.

16. For he is ever a sun, and she a moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight.

17. But ye are not so chosen.

18. Burn upon their brows, o splendrous serpent!

19. O azure-lidded woman, bend upon them!

20. The key of the rituals is in the secret word which I have given unto him.

21. 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.

22. 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.

23. But whoso availeth in this, let him be the chief of all!

24. I am Nuit, and my word is six and fifty.

25. Divide, add, multiply, and understand.

26. Then saith the prophet and slave of the beauteous one: Who am I, and what shall be the sign? So she answered him, bendingdown, 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.

27. 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!

28. None, breathed the light, faint & faery, of the stars, and two.

29. For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union.

30. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all.

31. 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.

32. 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.

33. 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!

34. But she said: the ordeals I write not: the rituals shall be half known and half concealed: the Law is for all.

35. This that thou writest is the threefold book of Law.

36. 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-Khuit.

37. 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.

38. He must teach; but he may make severe the ordeals.

39. The word of the Law is θέλημα.

40. 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.

41. 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. Accursed! Accursed be it to the aeons! Hell.

42. Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing. So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will.

43. Do that, and no other shall say nay.

44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect.

45. The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfect and not two; nay, are none!

46. Nothing is a secret key of this law. Sixty-one the Jews call it; I call it eight, eighty, four hundred & eighteen.

47. But they have the half: unite by thine art so that all disappear.

48. My prophet is a fool with his one, one, one; are not they the Ox, and none by the Book?

49. 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.

50. 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!

51. 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.

52. 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!

53. 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!

54. Change not as much as the style of a letter; for behold! thou, o prophet, shalt not behold all these mysteries hidden therein.

55. The child of thy bowels, he shall behold them.

56. 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.

57. 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.

58. 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.

59. My incense is of resinous woods & gums; and there is no blood therein: because of my hair the trees of Eternity.

60. 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.

61. 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 spendour & 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!

62. 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.

63. 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!

64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky.

65. To me! To me!

66. The Manifestation of Nuit is at an end.

Love is the law, love under will.

#Thelema #thelemic holy season #Tarot

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hobbledhobbit · 4 years ago

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Paint and Patience

Another part of the tales of the Institute Green. This one following the Illustrator, Ms. Steam. .

A puff of smoke dissipated after swirling and distorting the stars it hovered in front of.

"Fear is strange. Was there any reason not to have it that you can be certain of?"

"For myself?"

"No, of course not." The pale man made a vague gesture into the building from their spot on the balcony. "Their fear."

He took another deep drag, awaiting her answer.

"All mortals have fear, Mr. Pale. The end always looms like the back cover."

He contemplated, letting his gaze take in the curvy and soft form of his coworker. She liked her candy striper outfit most of all and it let the inviting roundness of her form offer refuge in the form of a vast change in scenery from the black iron and gold speckled dark wood of their world.

"That's what I had figured too. But the fear is on all aspects. They love, there's fear; they succeed, there's fear; they give up...you get the idea."

Ms. Steam gave an amused hum before turning to him fully. "They are yellow. Maybe it's not the fear that gives you pause when dealing with them?"

Ms. Steam took the spent cigarette out of his hand and flicked it over the railing. He had a nasty habit of burning the filter when he was lost in thought. The smell was never pleasant.

Mr. Pale was slender and ordinary, his overall countenance being somewhat "beige", though his eyes held a sharp intelligence and his tongue a wicked wit.

Ms. Steam liked talking to the scrivener, he was always agitated over their charges and the conditions in which they were formed. The illustrator had an idea that it may be his only way to show his caring side for anything.

"I believe you're right," he finally said, "I am more enraged by those who live without that...I guess it would be more a concern for the welfare of others than fear…"

"Compassion?"

"Compassion! Yes, thank you. Those that lack compassion for others and make grand swathes of suffering. They hold my ire."

"Had one recently that's got you in this tizzy?"

"No. It'll be later this evening. I would feel bile rising in my throat if I had the capability. I taste the lies and excuses on my tongue and moving through my fingertips to take the last vestiges of their existence to print."

His voice grew ever darker, as he mimicked typing on his typewriter, his hands looking suddenly more large and sharp, his plain face gaining sharp edges and wider eyes, his teeth sharpening and slowly multiplying.

"Sickening, wretched filth!" He gurgled out.

Ms. Steam shrugged, unbothered. "We are only the record keepers. No need to grow attached."

He cleared his throat and fixed his appearance, brushing his blond hair back and suddenly looking more to his normal human-like form.

"We aren't machines, Ms. Steam. Every monster we document can feed our own monstrous nature, teach us our own excuses for screwing over other lives."

"What do you suppose we do for it then? Become judges for life forms that are under our care?"

"Teachers. I think the Evil need to be taught a lesson. We should make an example."

Ms. Steam waited for Mr. Pale to continue, but it was obvious from the way his eyes darted around in his head that the idea was still cooking.

She pat his head and made him look her in the eye.

"When you figure it out, set it up. I'm in thorough need of distraction. But for now, we must tend to our duties."

He gave a small nod and a tight lipped smile. It was no secret that he disliked his job, but he was the best at it.

She took her leave, walking in from the cold of outside to the warm hallway. Her shoes were almost silent upon the hard wood. The reflection of the candy striper outfit was blurred for a moment in the polished floor before it showed Ms. Steam in a plain, floral, flowy dress. She used the key around her neck to unlock her office door and step in.

The yellow glow of the human soul took a moment to take shape. Young and small.

"Sorry for being late," she smiled, "Are you ready for your portrait?"

The 'studio' was large. The ceiling was high and vaulted, the floor had many different colors and textures that one couldn't tell if it was made of dirt, marble, wood, or any of the other things floors are usually made of. There looked to be all sorts of settings along the long wall. Beaches to mansions, forests to kitchenettes, mountains to dumpsters.

The girl looked to be a little younger than a teenager. Short dark hair and brown eyes, sun-kissed skin and a strong jaw. She was in night clothes and looked overwhelmed, looking around from her seat on a fainting chair.

Ms. Steam went to her large desk and picked up some materials. She loaded a small tray with chalk pastels and paint.

"Take your time," she said to the girl, then paused giving her an understanding and patient look. "Tell me what you think is happening. This fear will go away soon, I promise."

"He killed Mom. I went to go hide my little sisters, but I guess he killed me too." She started to cry in earnest. "They're probably so scared. I don't know what to do! There's nothing I can do! I'm dead!"

She sobbed and screamed her dismay while Ms. Steam set up the easel near a beach setting.

"Angels are supposed to help the innocent!" The girl accused from her seat. She smacked her bare feet against the ground and stomped over to Ms. Steam. "You're supposed to protect us and God's supposed to deliver us from evil!"

"Deliver you where?" Ms. Steam turned to the girl, eyebrow slightly raised. She felt it wouldn't be the best option to tell the girl she wasn't an angel.

The girl's righteous fury was snuffed out by the calm of the question. She looked lost and on the verge of more tears.

"I-I don't know. If you're good, evil isn't supposed to happen to you." She sniffled, "And you're supposed to get rewarded for being good."

Ms. Steam sat on a stool to look the girl in the eye and wipe her tears with her skirt.

"I'm sorry, little one. The universe doesn't do good or evil. That's a human thing. Kind or cruel are choices people make."

Ms. Steam offered a hug to the child, who was falling apart again in tears. She accepted the hug, was wrapped in strong arms, and felt light as a cloud.

"The nightmare is over. I know it's scary to not know what comes next. But even your choices mattered so much at the end."

The girl was hiccupping through her sobs, clinging tightly to Ms. Steam. "They're so-s-so little and he's gonna hurt them!"

Ms. Steam rocked her lightly and pet her hair. "I know...what if I brought them here? Would you feel better knowing where they are? They would probably like to know where you are too."

Fear stabbed through the girl and she looked at Ms. Steam. "He killed them too?!"

"Long ago already. They're in my queue."

"What's going to happen?"

"I'm going to paint your picture of what you want to be remembered forever as. You're a good older sister. Brave, just, and with so much love in your heart that your last moments were thinking of nothing but protecting others. Rewards aren't in my job description, but I think that I could work one up for you."

"Holly!" Called two little voices from the fainting couch.

The girl turned and let go of Ms. Steam, running to the two blonde children running towards her in their pajamas.

"Katie! Kathy!" She called to the twins, hugging them tight to her and hurrying her face in their disheveled blonde curls. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry for what?" asked Kathy.

"Why are you sad?" asked Katie.

Before Holly could answer, they both noticed the beach and dragged Holly towards it.

Holly noticed that they were all in their bathing suits, and the studio had faded away entirely-there was only the beach then. She saw Ms. Steam still standing there, starting to work on the canvas in front of her. She gave Holly a wink before going back to her work.

Holly looked at her sisters who were already splashing in the water and got to playing with them. They built sand castles and played in the water together. The sun didn't bother any of them much, and they felt full and content.

Ms. Steam stepped back from her work, looking at the picture of Holly pulling her sisters through the water as the little ones kicked up a spray behind them.

The twins looked caught in a moment of trust and fun as Holly tried to teach them to swim.

The studio had phased back to its normal state, the girls now residing as the artwork. Ms.Steam added a single small cloud in the distance as her signature and bowed low at the piece.

"Thank you for the opportunity," she said.

When she stood back up, the canvas had a frame of glittering gold. She took it and wrapped it in plain brown paper before placing it in an adjacent room for delivery.

Ms. Steam dealt more with children and those that didn't have a command over their language. She found that younger children were more accepting of their fates than older ones. Responsibility and shame hadn't really had a chance to stick in yet and make them second guess everything.

She went about putting away her supplies and let out a sigh. She placed the last brush behind her ear and exited her studio. So long as her things weren’t all in place, the next soul wouldn’t show up.

The door she approached was labeled “Mr. Slow: Security” on a gold plaque. She knocked and entered, finding the large form of her colleague sitting at his desk, shining his shoes. He looked up boredly, eyes crinkling at the side once he recognized his visitor.

“Ms. Steam. What an unexpected and fun surprise. What brings you to my office?” His voice was deep and had an edge of threat to it. Unfortunately for Mr. Slow, she had taken the centuries to become immune to his specific charm.

“Mischief brings me here, Bacchus. Do you intend on participating or trying to subdue?” She leaned on the doorway, pushing her hair behind an ear. “I do so hate to lose out on the fun because someone had to distract you.”

Mr. Slow sat up and put his hands on his desk. “So long as the mischief isn’t brought to these halls, there’s no reason for us to tussle. I do have a feeling that I will be having to teach Mr. Pale a lesson later today, but that won’t likely interfere.”

This was met with an amused hum. She covered her mouth to feign hiding a smile, “I am starting to think Bartleby likes your teaching method. You boys and your roughhousing.”

Mr. Slow went back to shining his shoes, “I’ve been informed, Ms. Steam. Go back to your room. The day isn’t out yet, no matter how many clients you put in a single frame. Only the frame counts.”

“Pushy,” she teased, straightening herself out. “I’ll see you at the diner afterwards, Mr. Slow.”

The door closed, leaving Mr. Slow alone. He leaned back in his chair and thought about the conversation he had overheard on the balcony during his rounds. Redirecting fear could be a fun way to spend an afternoon.

#inkwell writes #Institute Green #Afterlife and those who work the shifts #Ms. Steam #Mr. Pale #Mr. Slow

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xiaq · 6 years ago

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/15446814/chapters/35854725 Lucifer was an angel once.

That’s what Nursey thinks, the first time he sees William Poindexter.

Because the boy is beautiful even though he shouldn’t be. Even though he’s doubtless the kind of person who would punch you in the face if you said the words “you” and “beautiful” to him in the same sentence.

His skin is choked with freckles. It’s potentially more freckle than skin, really. Not just his face, where his nose and cheekbones are so hyper-pigmented they look tanned, but his collarbones and forearms and the knuckles of his calloused hands. The close-shaved dark ginger stubble of his hair should make his ears look too big or his mouth too wide but instead it accentuates the long curve of his throat, the cup of velvet skin between the tendons in the back of his neck. It makes his cheekbones sharper, his eyes—so light brown they look almost gold—more stark under pale spiky lashes.

He’s wearing boots and jeans and a leather jacket that could either be beat to shit for aesthetic reasons or just beat to shit, and a permanent scowl that will likely give him wrinkles at an early age but right now is just terribly flattering.

It all adds up: the interesting face, the long, wiry frame and taut, fight-ready stance, to create a body that casting directors for edgy photoshoots would salivate over. The sort of photoshoots that, if they involve teeth, it’s not because people are smiling.

The point is, he has a carefully curated look and that look is fuck off.

Nursey wants to touch him.

Nursey has never touched someone with that many freckles before and he doubts this particular someone would let him close enough to try which is, he thinks a little despairingly of himself, perhaps why he finds the boy so damn compelling.

The grass is always greener.

You always want what you can’t have.

Etc.

Regardless. That’s Nursey’s first impression: An angry, pigment-spangled, potentially once-divine being. An angel trying very, very, hard not to be.

Nursey reminds himself, standing in line at the administration office, trying not to stare at the nape of the other boy’s neck—the freckled knob of his spine, pushed hard against the skin just above his collar, that Nursey is at Samwell to focus on hockey, not admire transfer students who are undoubtedly straight and probably won’t share a single class with him and who he’ll likely only see from a distance for the next year and then never see again and that’s a good thing because he’s here to focus on hockey.

Except then, the new kid steps up to the receptionist’s desk and says in a rough, surprising drawl. “I’m a transfer. Poindexter. I need to pick up my dorm keys.”

And Nursey knows that name.

Because it was in the email that Coach sent out over the summer. It was the name that was written in sharpie on the scratched DVD on Coach’s desk that he’d pushed toward Nursey the day before. Coach had tapped the DVD with a blunt finger and said, “I’ve found you a new D-partner, Nurse.” And Nursey had taken the DVD back to his yet-unpacked room and played it on his laptop, stretched out on the bare mattress of his shitty lofted bed. The footage was grainy, badly spliced together and clearly shot unprofessionally from the stands, but it was enough. Poindexter was good. Big, but fast. Aggressive, but smart. Together, Nursey thought, they might be great.

So when Nursey hears the name, he doesn’t even think. He just speaks:

“You’re the new defenseman?” he asks. “William Poindexter?”

And the boy turns around and considers him with what might be contempt but what might just be the way his face looks and says, “Yeah?” like its a challenge.

And Nursey thinks:

Oh no.

***

William Poindexter has his mother’s eyes and his father’s nose and on his face they’re still a family.

He considers his reflection in the filmy bus-station bathroom mirror, rubs his thumb down the raised line of scar tissue bisecting his chin—pink and new and only partially hidden in the drip-paint collage of his freckles, and then rubs harder, more habit than intention.

After spending the summer as a stern man on his uncle’s lobster boat—sorting, banding, baiting, re-setting, trying his best to repair the limping hydraulic trap hauler that probably should have been scrapped a decade ago—layers of sunburn have turned into a tan, multiplying the pigment across his nose and cheeks and shoulders to a point where he looks constantly dirty. Like he’d been working in his other uncle’s garage and absently smeared an oiled forearm over his face.

His cousin, Saoirse, the one who’d left for New York at eighteen, got a job in marketing and now only returned home for shorter and shorter visits at Christmas time, had once said that Dex looked like a Jackson Pollock painting. He thinks she was trying to be mean. Or elitist. Or both. But he’d sort of agreed with her. He didn’t know who Jackson Pollock was, at first, but when he’d gone with his aunt into town the following weekend he’d used the library computer to google him.

At thirteen, with new calluses on his palms from his first ever boat haul, constant peeling skin over his nose and shoulders, and the kind of secret that scrapes your insides hollow, he’d found the paintings, grainy and pixelated as they were on the old computer monitor, strangely familiar.

Maybe he was like a Jackson Pollock painting: a dark, incensed, anxious, spatter of reds and yellows and blacks and blues. Too much color for one canvas. Too much feeling for containment. Too much, maybe, in general.

Someone bangs on the bathroom door and he stops glaring at his reflection because there’s nothing much he can do about it.

He uses a paper towel to dry his hands, runs his fingers, still damp, over his buzzed hair, and shoulders his duffle bag.

Samwell is waiting.

He’d googled Samwell at the same time that he’d googled all the rest of the best hockey prep schools in the country.

Same library.

Same shitty library computer.

Initially he’d wanted to try and play for a junior team, he was good enough, he’d been scouted, but now, money issues aside, billeting would be all but impossible considering his legal situation. So he’d spent stolen hours at school and after work searching boarding schools with prep hockey teams, comparing stats and rosters and course offerings, before he sent in his game tapes and paperwork with scraped together application fees and letters of recommendation from his former and current coaches.

He’d applied to six schools and was accepted at two.

Samwell was the closest, not that he really cared about staying close, but his lawyer said it would make things easier for possible future hearings if he was within a few hours drive of home. If he could even call it that anymore.

Samwell was also the cheapest, which he did care about, and it routinely produced D1 and NHL prospects which was his primary concern. A full scholarship with housing, a meal plan, and a chance to elevate his game to the point that maybe, next year, he could get a scholarship to college? Or even get drafted?

An easy decision.

After getting a handful of salt-crusted 100’s from his uncle at the harbor early that morning—payment for his summer of work—he’d hitched a ride with another stern man from Port Marta to Brunswick and then took a Greyhound from there to Boston, and then another bus from Boston to Samwell.

And now he’s here, standing outside the station with a paper map from his library’s equally shitty printer, a duffle bag from the army surplus store full of abused hockey gear, and an address written in permanent marker on his wrist.

He does have a newly-purchased cellphone, an unfamiliar weight in his back pocket, but he doesn't want to call an Uber because according to the map, Samwell’s campus is only a mile away and he’s not ready to start spending his money yet. Definitely not when there are more important things he’ll need soon. Like new skates. Books. Clothes.

He shoulders his bag and starts walking.

When he gets there, the campus looks exactly like the online pictures: Sun-dappled and idyllic with people lounging under trees and throwing footballs and weaving colorful bikes in and out of foot traffic on immaculate sidewalks.

He’s too hot in his leather jacket and the strap of his bag is rubbing the side of his neck raw but he walks with a purpose and doesn’t make eye contact when people look at him.

And people do look at him.

He’s six-foot-two, will probably hit six-three soon, dressed all in black and carrying a bag over his shoulder that’s nearly as big as he is. Doubtless, he stands out like some sort of hulking freckled raven among songbirds.

By the time he finds the administration building his palms are so sweaty it’s hard to get the stupidly ornate door open, and, once inside, standing in line on the marble floors, looking up at the vaulted ceiling, the whispered assertion that’s been following him since he stepped foot on campus gets louder:You do not belong here.

He’s felt that way for most his life, though, wherever he was, so it isn’t that disconcerting.

He clears his throat when it’s his turn, stepping up to the counter at the student center, trying to muster a smile.

“I’m a transfer,” he says, “Poindexter. I need to pick up my dorm keys.”

Before the receptionist has a chance to answer, though, the person behind him speaks:

“You’re the new defenseman?”

Dex turns to look at the speaker and pauses.

Because he recognizes the boy’s face.

He’d seen it on rosters and game footage.

During his furtive research, he’d memorized the names of three players at Samwell. Three players he thought were exceptionally good. Maybe NHL good. These would be your peers, he’d told himself.

The first was Jack Laurent Zimmerman. Center. Senior. Number 1.

The second was Christopher Franklin Chow. Goalie. Junior. Number 55.

The third is now standing in front of him:

Derek Malik Nurse. Defenseman. Senior. Number 28.

What he hadn’t anticipated is that, off the ice, Derek Malik Nurse looks a lot less like the goon he does on the ice and a lot more like the kind of boy his father warned Dex against becoming, sometimes with words, but sometimes with fists.

Because apparently off the ice Derek Malik Nurse wears cuffed skinny jeans stretched tight over the bulk of his thighs and half-unbuttoned floral shirts and pale, stretchy, yellow headbands to hold back his curls. His dark skin is clear and pore-less and the delicate gold chain around his neck should look out of place on someone so broad but it doesn’t.

He is irritatingly well-groomed.

He’s also waiting for an answer.

“Yeah?” Dex manages, and it maybe comes out more aggressive than he intended.

“I’m Nursey,” Derek Malik Nurse says, extending a hand and smiling: straight white teeth and the easy confidence that comes with money. “I’m on the hockey team too.”

Nurse’s hand is warm and dry and the torn callouses on Dex’s own chapped hand scrape jarringly against Nurse’s soft palm.

“Dex,” Dex says, because if there’s one thing hockey has given him it’s a name that his father didn’t.

Nurse squeezes his fingers, holds on a moment past comfortable, grins wider so the skin around his grey-green eyes crinkles, and says: “Dex. Chill. Coach says you’re going to be my new D-partner.”

And all Dex can think is:

Oh no.

You can find the rest of the story (all 74k words!) on A03 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15446814?view_full_work=true

#nurseydex #nursey/dex #derek nurse #william poindexter #myfic

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persephone-chen · 5 years ago

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HPHM Character Profile

Thanks for tagging me @changeling-fae !

**Warning: Extremely long post since I put a lot of effort into building Persephone and her life**

-General Information-

Name: Persephone Chen

Age: 17 (currently)

Gender: Female

Nickname(s):

•Pip/my adorable Mei Mei (Jacob)

•Cursed Siblings (other families gossiping)

•Mud-Blood (students who don’t like her)

Date of Birth: August 30th

Astrological/ Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Ethnicity: Chinese/ Siren

Nationality: Chinese

Species: Witch + Siren

Blood Type: O

Blood-Status: Half-Breed

Family:

Father- Qiao Chen

•Qiao name meaning is pretty/handsome in Chinese

•As a child he was a risk taker and a bit of an adrenaline junkie

•Questioning/breaking rules and authority if it didn’t make sense and he did it all without an ounce of guilt

•Pretty popular because of his looks but his troublemaking ways made it impossible for anyone to even think about confessing to him

•Older he matured and was known to do crazy and dangerous missions all the while keeping level headed and was a great leader

•He taught his children to follow what they believe in and took caution with any ministry

•He was the oldest and had a younger brother

•He is the reason Persephone and Jacob can see Thestrals

•How he died is still a mystery

•If he didn’t like someone you would know it (he’s very blunt and not very tactful about it)

•His contribution to the family Grimoire was making a spell that could allow a species to change into another one and phase between the two at Will with no drawbacks

•Has thick skin since there was a huge expectation on all members of the Chen family

•Fell in love with Leta at first glance and was the one to confess

•The scar on his face is a constant reminder of what his younger brother did

•Despite being the oldest since he was not the family head he was sent to America to spread the reach of the Chen family

•Didn’t make any friends outside his house

•Did successfully have the America Ministry under his thumb (aka blackmail on all members at all levels)

•Job: Auror to Curse Breaker after getting second wand (Dogwood is not a quiet wand so element of surprise is lost)

* Owl: Eurasian eagle owl

* Hippogriff (tamed for transportation)

* Patronus: Bear (Learned in last year of Ilvermorny

* House: Ilvermorny: Wampus

* Wand Core: Phoenix Feather

•1st wand:

Redwood wands possess the admirable ability to fall on their feet, to make the right choice, to snatch advantage from catastrophe.

•2nd wand:

Dogwood refuse to perform non-verbal spells +rather noisy. Quirky and mischievous; playful natures and insist upon partners who can provide them with scope for excitement and fun.

Mother- Leta Chen

* Leta is Joyful in Latin considering that was where her origin was

* As a full blood Siren she got separated from her family at a young age and washed up in Japan

* A Japanese Wizard couple who recently lost their daughter to disease adopted her and used magic so she could live on land (short term) and was their replacement daughter who enrolled in Mahoutokoro

* As a child she was pretty quiet and was seen as serious in school since she didn’t want to draw attention to herself

* Since she had the highest markings in class her absences from class were ignored (When the spell wore off and she became a Siren again)

* She was the best Quidditch player in the school and training thru those Tsunamis weren’t a problem because of her Siren blood

* After Graduating and trying to avoid anyone who would try to uncover the secret she went to America where she meet Qiao

* She was the reason Qiao made a spell for the Grimoire

* She always had a mistrust for the Ministry since she was a huge secret from them

* She is very elegant and even tempered. It takes a lot for her to snap

* Her children helped her thru the death of her husband

* Once Persephone and Jacob were adults she went back to the Ocean and became a Siren and never looked back

* Gave each of her child a pearl which is tradition among Sirens

* After her husband’s death she

* moved her family to Europe to keep them safe

* Became a True Seer since they are so rare and held in high regards and would be her ticket for protection

* Job: True Seer

* Owl: Striped owl

* Siren: warm water=exceptionally beautiful use singing voice

* Patronus: occamy

* House: Mahoutokoro, gold robe (highest robe color)

* Pet: Kelpie

* Wand Core: White River Monster Spine- produce spells of force and elegance

•1st wand:

Cedar carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them.

•2nd wand:

Cherry is very rare wand wood that makes for a wand of strange power, most highly prized by the wizarding students of the school of Mahoutokoro in Japan, where those who own cherry wands have special prestige. possesses truly lethal power, whatever the core

Brother- Jacob Chen

•Everyone describes Jacob as bright, cheerful, and easy to get along with but that’s just a front

•Seems nice but if people try to get close he gets annoyed and treats them coldly

• make sure he only gets along with others on surface level or enough to charm them if the need to use them ever arise

•He likes messing with his friends and making them stressed and tends to do stupid things with them

•While he seems easy going once someone messes with Persephone he’ll make their life hell and they’ll have no proof to show authority

•Like the rest of his family his grades are amazing but he is a troublemaker

•He sweet talks the female Professors as a front/ attempting to get out of trouble (example: Professor McGonagall you look amazing today as well! Did you do something different with your hat?)

•He originally wanted to be a professional Quidditch Player but after being trapped in the vaults he changed is mind

•He has an affinity for metal so became a Metal charmer (Makes snitches and incorporates magic into metal items without them losing magic over time or when creator dies)

•Professional Quidditch players look up to and aspire to be as good of a player as him

•He’ll sometimes help/ train professional Quidditch players like Victor

•While he doesn’t play pranks as an adult he likes to make people have misconceptions of his job by the way he dresses and loves their reactions of fear and wary

•He’s not as rowdy as when he was younger but he will hold grudges.

•Unlike Rakepick he doesn’t manipulate people into doing what he wants

•He despises his Siren voice because of it and he never sings

•Also for the right price among his friends he’s a very skilled part time thief. (Still liked messing with people for fun and entertainment)

•Was the ace of the Slytherin Quidditch team

•While he is ashamed of his Siren Blood he wears the pearl his mother gave him on the braid in his hair

•When he doesn’t want to put on a facade he’d go hide/hang out in Hagrid’s Hut

•Unlike his sister his fashion sense is more modern Asian street ware

•Owl: Great Horned Owl (are mottled gray-brown, with reddish brown faces and a neat white patch on the throat)

•Half Siren (hides that fact by dying hair gray. As adult isn’t ashamed and use lighter gray dye since he likes that color)

•Patronus:Buzzard

•Fire Crab- Sushi (got as pet from Persephone)

Thunderbird tail feather cores Powerful + difficult to master, particularly prized by Transfigurers. Can sense danger and cast curses on their own.

•1st wand:

Pine independent, individual master who may be perceived as a loner, intriguing and perhaps mysterious. Able to detect, and perform best for, owners who are destined for long lives. most sensitive to non-verbal magic.

•2nd wand:

Hornbeam quickest to adapt to owner’s style and become personalized Others find difficult to even cast simplest of spells. take on owner’s code of honor and refuse to perform acts (good or bad) that doesn’t go with master principles

Bibby: (House Elf of the Chen Family)

* Speaks and referees to themself in third person

* Really likes the Chen family so always does whatever they can to be of assistance

* Loves cooking/ getting items for Persephone

* Cleaning/ polishing Jacob’s broom/ items

* Cleans the house for Leta

* Helps gather info/ spy for family

* While Bibby does a lot for the family they are actually pretty shy but can be very protective of the family

* Despite their shy nature they don’t mind breaking rules/ lying to others to help the Chen family

Chen Family History

•One of the most powerful and influential Wizarding family in China

•Always has blackmail on every Ministry they’re tied to... just in case

•Every member in family will always get a second wand at some time during their life either because they lost it, got it broken, stolen, or sacrificed it... there has never been an exception

•Because of the second wand tradition many call the Chen family cursed

•High expectations is expected from all members regardless of age, gender, or birth order but not required (The family is quite nice to each other)

•When a member picks a field they always excel in it

•They are not new in breaking rules/laws or following a morally gray lifestyle

•No one knows why but the Chen family has never had a ghost in their entire history

•While they can be traditional with arrange marriages they are very adaptable so they have gone thru many traditions which has help them maintain their high status

•Has a secret family Grimoire

•During birth each member is registered by the Grimoire by placing a drop of their blood on the gem on the cover

•Over the generations the Grimoire has become semi sentient

•Each generation adds something to the Grimoire that could chance the whole wizarding world... spells, curses, hexes, potions, plant, creatures, etc.

•If any generation is ever low on funds they can use a page of the Grimoire and share it to the Wizarding world to get their fortune back (granted whatever they share is a way weaker version with drawbacks or requirements)

•Any member can summon the Grimoire and multiply copies can be an existence

•The Grimoire will not allow itself to be used for evil and can revoke any Chen member from its use if attempted

* Many go thru a process of living among muggles for a short time to learn to blend in and learn things so they won’t become heavily reliant on magic

•It is said that if a member of the family produces a Dragon patronus it is a calamity for the family which is odd since dragons are well respected and prized in the family

•Qiao’s younger brother’s patronus is a dragon

•During his time or regime the calamity prophecy was true. There was a rebellion and many of the Chen family members were killed but their knowledge,secrets, and power did not dwindle

•The Chen family is very private and if a member does wrong the family will deal with them behind close doors

•If multiple children are born from the main family one will be chosen as the head and the other sent to a different part of the world to spread their influence

•It is not a dishonor or a punishment if you are not chosen as the head of the family

•If the Head dies and has no heir the remaining sibling will gain the title

•Hence Qiao became the Head

•Among Qiao’s children while each excel in their studies the head was bestow on Jacob Since Persephone has no interest in it

•To the world the Chen family is all but wiped out with the exception of the Qiao’s family...for now

•The remaining Chen family members are currently keeping a low profile and keeping their ear to the ground to find out what happened and how

•No one knows Leta is a Siren except Qiao, Jacob, Bibby, and Persephone

•Hence no one knows Jacob and Persephone is half-Siren

•Only a few friends of the children know

•While Jacob doesn’t seem serious he takes being the head of the Chen family so serious that he ended up resenting his Siren blood until he came to terms with it when he was an adult

Affiliation(s)/ Organization(s):

•Hogwarts (Slytherin)

•Frog Choir

•Hufflepuff tutor

•Magical Creature Reserve Volunteer

•Hospital Wing volunteer

•Head Girl/ Prefect

Occupation(s):

•Magical Creature/ Fantastic Beast disease researcher/ cure developer

Magical Characteristics

•Form of Boggart: Jacob dying a horrible death over and over again and blaming her

•Form of Patronus: Buffalo

•Form of Riddikulus: Jacob doing something reckless that ends up making her laugh because the absurdity of it

•What do they see in the mirror of Erised?: Being surrounded by creatures, her family (immediate and extended) prospering, and a life with her crush

**Check out @thecloveryone . I love how in-depth the wand analysis are and I can’t wait till I get mine done💚**

Wand(s):

•1st wand:

-Wood: Applewood

-Core: Vampire fang

-Length: 10 1/4 inches

-Flexibility: surprisingly swishy

Description: Applewood wand users have an unusual ability to converse with with other magical beings in their native tongue. Vampire Fang Core make wands exceptional potion stirring also good with Charms and divinations.

•2nd wand:

-Wood: Ebony

-Core:Siren hair

-Length: 11 3/4 inches

-Flexibility: surprisingly swishy

Description:Ebony wood Frequently non-conformist, highly individual or comfortable with the status of outsider. Siren hair are good with enchantment and binding.

Animagus: Crow

Amortentia:

•What She smells like to others: A storm by the ocean with a hint of smoke (from a campfire) and whatever lotion she used that day

•What She smell: Max Nightclaw ( @diddy00 I don’t know his scent so I just put his name lol)

Appearance

Height: 5’ 6”

Weight: 120 lbs

Complexion (skin tone/ conditions):

* pale skin

* shimmering when in water

* can get pretty dry so usually stays where it’s a bit damp or slathers on lotion/ body creme

Hair Color/ Style:

* white long wavy hair

* has the tips and root dyed blueish green

* usually kept up in a bun all through school with her wand

* Once grown had hair half down and half up in a ponytail

Eye Color:

•Gold

•Topaz glow whenever underwater

Hogwarts Information

Worst class(es):

* Flying: doesn’t like the way the broom feels when sitting on it and how demanding everyone is in Quidditch so she half assess the class

* Herbology: as a Siren she’s more connected with water than the land

Best class(es):

•Care Of Magical Creatures: Since she always had a great love for them of course she would put in the most effort into her favorite class

•Charms: She seems to have a knack for this class and finds these spells fun

Least favorite teacher(s):

* Rakepick: at first she liked her but as time passed she got on her nerves and then the end of 5th year happened...

Most favorite teacher(s):

* Flitwick: he gives good advice/ hears her out, also one of the few professors that didn’t judge her base on her family, brother, or rumors

Quidditch:

* Not a big fan of playing Quidditch but loves watching her brother play

* Fan of the professional team the Ballycastle Bats because of their cute mascot

* She makes an amazing Beater which is usually rare among witches

Favorite spell(s):

•transformation jinx :Tentaclifor

•Patronus

•Riddikulus

Trivia (random facts about them, future job, face claim, theme song, etc.):

* Home is on an island in the middle of the lake which is connected to a river that leads to sea

* Many water creatures lurk in the lake so they always warn guest not to get in... of course it’s fine for them

* The woods around their house leads to a mountain range which houses the Basilisk, in the deep caves, Jacob and Persephone Hatched by accident when they were children

* Because of an incident where Persephone ended up in a snake pit with a high fever she learned Parseltongue from the Basilisk they accidentally hatched

* Persephone is very good at speaking to creatures (mostly water creatures) in their natural tongue

* Her mother, brother and her are pretty dense when it comes to people flirting with them since they can’t tell if people are interested in them because of the Siren effect or actually interested in them

* The only 3 times Persephone has tried to drown someone using her voice was because they really irritated her... those people being Rita, Emily, and Umbridge

* Only became a Prefect because of their Bathroom

* Is admired/ idolized by all Hufflepuffs

* Favorite prank item is Fanged Frisbee

* Really good terms with Bloody Baron

* Has attempted to fight Whomping Willow

* Is a VIP member of Honeydukes

#hphm #harry potter hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery #persephone chen #jacob's sibling #slytherin #jacob chen

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badlandsloop · 6 years ago

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Warframe Concept: Tempus Prime the Conductor

High health and energy

Average sprint speed and shield

Low armor

Tempus Prime is unlike any other warframe. He is released prime first and has no non-prime variant. He is in the prime vault like any other prime. His blueprint is obtained from his quest but his chassis, neuroptics, and systems are in relics. Additionally, he has a fourth component, found and built like the other three. It is a temporal stabilizer that allows Tempus Prime to exist in our present time.

Appearance:

If warframes were people, Tempus Prime would look like an youthful music conductor. Many of Tempus Prime's moves have musical influences and fx, such as tenno glyphs for letters and numbers and mandachord glyphs etc. Tempus Prime is plenty gilded like other primes. His idle animations have him creating a small batom and conducting with it. Like Limbo his armor takes the form of a suit but none of the exaggerated stage magician flair.

Tempus Prime stands tall and elegant. The hard angles of his armor are contrasted by the winding sweeping filigree that composes parts of his body. His standard helmet swoops back then down and out like a head of slicked back hair that comes to a point. On the other side, his chin comes to a mirrored swooping point. The face plate has a large oval of glowing energy ringed in gold. Inside the oval is a solid disk (Color 2) that moves around the energy in an hourglass figure eight movement.

Color 1 is his conductor tuxedo, which has hard exaggerated folds, like a tux. He has sharp square shoulders and long thin coattails.

Color 2 is his undershirt, and underside of the coattails, and the stripes along his folded tux

Color 3 is the remainder of the tux ie the cuffed sleeves, the collar, the shoes, and his head

Color 4 is as most primes the gold additions, his bowtie, buttons, cuff links, shoe trim, and the filigree that makes up his biceps, knees, and lower back.

Non colored are the hourglass like additions that is housed in the filigree segments

Energy colour is on the face, in the hourglasses, and on clock-like disks along his body

Ability 1: Chrono-Acceleration: 50 Energy

Tempus Prime conjures an hourglass before shattering it between his hands. The grains of sand explode forward, bouncing off walls and enemies, slowing them dramatically. For each enemy hit, Tempus Prime becomes unstuck in time, as their temporal essence is stolen. Each hit grants a short duration of a buff stacking higher the more enemies hit. He and his weapons are granted a dramatic increase in move speed, melee speed, reload speed, fire rate, holster rate, projectile flight speed, and shield recharge speed.

The sand blast mirrors the pellet spray of the Drakgoon (my favourite gun) including holding the ability button down to reduce spread. This ability bounces more and pellets move faster.

Duration increases buff/debuff time

Strength increases pellet damage, slow intensity, and some buffs

Range increases number of pellet ricochets

Ability 2: Revert: 0 Energy

Tempus Prime leaps backward in time time and space, granting himself full health, shield, and energy and fleeting invincibility. This ability does not use energy, instead it has a lengthy cooldown which is reduced whenever Tempus Prime gets a kill.

Duration increases invincibility window

Strength has no effect

Range has no effect

Ability 3: Temporal Loan: 75 Energy

Tempus Prime creates a bridge between himself in the present and himself in the future, sending all damage taken by the former to the latter. Tempus Prime does not take any damage for the duration but when said duration ends all damage is dealt to him at once in an aoe that hurts enemies based on damage transferred. Tempus Prime cannot die from this burst of damage, leaving at least 2HP. If Revert is off cooldown it is automatically activated if Tempus Prime is at 2HP.

Duration increases invincibility time

Strength increases burst damage multiplier on enemies

Range increases damage burst size

Ability 4: Converging Timelines: 100 Energy, Ongoing

Tempus Prime calls for aid from himself from different timelines. He forces alternate realities to crash together creating a circular area on the ground. The floor of this area is from a different tileset than the one of the stage in which Tempus Prime casts this ability. Three duplicates of him from alternate presents are pulled to this one, each duplicate has the same equipment but acts independently. The duplicates and their equipment are randomly colored from your color pickers, not unlike choosing random from the appearance tab. Duplicates cannot leave the area but are free to fire upon enemies, melee close targets, and active their Chrono-Acceleration ability.

Tempus Prime can hold the ability down to move the area.

If a duplicate would die, it is returned to its timeline instead with an explosion that deals heavy damage.

Additionally Enemies within tenno affinity range of the duplicates have a chance to drop loot an extra time, as said loot is pulled from the same timeline as a duplicate comes from. If they do not drop additional loot, some energy is refunded to Tempus Prime via temporal manipulation.

Duration decreases ongoing energy cost

Strength increases duplicate damage and extra loot chance

Range increases size of the area where duplicates live

Passive: Dart Through Time

Unlike most other warframes, _ does not roll. Instead he vanishes into the time stream and appears again at his destination. He can "roll" through enemies to stagger them.

#warframe concept #fan warframe #fanframe #warframe

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uniconbetgroup · 2 years ago

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HOW IS LIGHTING ROULETTE DIFFERENT FROM GOLD BAR ROULETTE?

Regarding game advancements, Evolution Gaming consistently shines out in the Front Line. Many of our favorite games, like the enduringly well-liked Lightning Roulette, were created by the team. A new version of roulette called Gold Bar Roulette was just released by the developer. Of course, this caused many players to wonder which of these two games is superior.

We will contrast these two games to observe how Gold Bar Roulette and Lighting Roulette differ from one another.

Likenesses between Lightning Roulette and Gold Bar Roulette are as follows:

European Roulette is the standard in both roulette games. They play with a single zero on the roulette wheel and adhere to comparable roulette regulations. The inside and outside bets in both games are identical to those in games that use regular European Roulette.

You could use the same features from that game if you played one of Evolution's basic roulette games. You may play the racing track in Gold Bar Roulette and Lightning Roulette, and you can also view the results of prior spins.

Although the features of the games vary, they are all balanced in the same way. Both games reduce the payoff for the straight-up wager to keep the RTP close to that of European Roulette. Only when you win the Straight Up bet do both bonuses start to work.

Lightning roulette and gold bar roulette have different features are as follows:

The incentives that each game offers players are the key distinction between the two games. In Lightning Roulette, multipliers are given to numbers at random. If you place a wager on a number that is subject to the multiplier and win, your reward is increased. The vast majority of players will have little trouble comprehending it because it is a simple method.

The additional feature of Gold Bar Roulette, however, calls for more participation from the player. Members of the casino must place a winning straight-up wager to obtain many gold bars. These gold bars can then be gambled on numbers to raise payments for players. Players end up having to do a little more work. The fun gameplay loop, however, keeps things interesting.

The RTPs of the two games are marginally different. The RTP for Lightning Roulette is 97.3%, the same as it is for European Roulette. The RTP for Gold Bar Roulette is 97.1%, which is a little lower.

Finally, the two games stand out thanks to their unique studios and designs. Beautiful lightning streaks appear throughout the user interface of Lightning Roulette, which features a sophisticated black and gold style. The design of Gold Bar Roulette's studio is influenced by banks. When its feature is activated, a sizable vault is unlocked, and we can take gold bars out of it to utilize in subsequent gaming.

Conclusion:

After playing both roulette games, it is impossible to say which one is superior. Despite having a comparable setup, they offer very diverse experiences. The multipliers are in Lightning Roulette are basic and straightforward to use. They give the impression of an extra surprise reward, necessitating nothing more from players than placing bets and praying for good fortune.

The game of Gold Bar Roulette is more complicated. First, players must achieve a straight-up victory. That awards several gold bars, which players can wager individually. This gives you time to consider how you want to use your gold bars.

We are unable to decide which is best as a result. Similar maximum prizes and RTPs may be found in both games. It all depends on which characteristics you like best!

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loveofyhwh · 6 years ago

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November 23: Ezekiel 16; Revelation 16; Psalm 119:121–128; Proverbs 28:11

New Post has been published on https://loveofyhwh.com/november-23-ezekiel-16-revelation-16-psalm-119121-128-proverbs-2811/

November 23: Ezekiel 16; Revelation 16; Psalm 119:121–128; Proverbs 28:11

Old Testament:

Ezekiel 16

Ezekiel 16 (Listen)

The Lord‘s Faithless Bride

16 Again the word of the LORD came to me: 2 “Son of man, make known to Jerusalem her abominations, 3 and say, Thus says the Lord GOD to Jerusalem: Your origin and your birth are of the land of the Canaanites; your father was an Amorite and your mother a Hittite. 4 And as for your birth, on the day you were born your cord was not cut, nor were you washed with water to cleanse you, nor rubbed with salt, nor wrapped in swaddling cloths. 5 No eye pitied you, to do any of these things to you out of compassion for you, but you were cast out on the open field, for you were abhorred, on the day that you were born.

6 “And when I passed by you and saw you wallowing in your blood, I said to you in your blood, ‘Live!’ I said to you in your blood, ‘Live!’ 7 I made you flourish like a plant of the field. And you grew up and became tall and arrived at full adornment. Your breasts were formed, and your hair had grown; yet you were naked and bare.

8 “When I passed by you again and saw you, behold, you were at the age for love, and I spread the corner of my garment over you and covered your nakedness; I made my vow to you and entered into a covenant with you, declares the Lord GOD, and you became mine. 9 Then I bathed you with water and washed off your blood from you and anointed you with oil. 10 I clothed you also with embroidered cloth and shod you with fine leather. I wrapped you in fine linen and covered you with silk.Or with rich fabric‘>1 11 And I adorned you with ornaments and put bracelets on your wrists and a chain on your neck. 12 And I put a ring on your nose and earrings in your ears and a beautiful crown on your head. 13 Thus you were adorned with gold and silver, and your clothing was of fine linen and silk and embroidered cloth. You ate fine flour and honey and oil. You grew exceedingly beautiful and advanced to royalty. 14 And your renown went forth among the nations because of your beauty, for it was perfect through the splendor that I had bestowed on you, declares the Lord GOD.

15 “But you trusted in your beauty and played the whoreOr were unfaithful; also verses 16, 17, 26, 28‘>2 because of your renown and lavished your whoringsOr unfaithfulness; also verses 20, 22, 25, 26, 29, 33, 34, 36‘>3 on any passerby; your beautyHebrew it‘>4 became his. 16 You took some of your garments and made for yourself colorful shrines, and on them played the whore. The like has never been, nor ever shall be.The meaning of this Hebrew sentence is uncertain‘>5 17 You also took your beautiful jewels of my gold and of my silver, which I had given you, and made for yourself images of men, and with them played the whore. 18 And you took your embroidered garments to cover them, and set my oil and my incense before them. 19 Also my bread that I gave you—I fed you with fine flour and oil and honey—you set before them for a pleasing aroma; and so it was, declares the Lord GOD. 20 And you took your sons and your daughters, whom you had borne to me, and these you sacrificed to them to be devoured. Were your whorings so small a matter 21 that you slaughtered my children and delivered them up as an offering by fire to them? 22 And in all your abominations and your whorings you did not remember the days of your youth, when you were naked and bare, wallowing in your blood.

23 “And after all your wickedness (woe, woe to you! declares the Lord GOD), 24 you built yourself a vaulted chamber and made yourself a lofty place in every square. 25 At the head of every street you built your lofty place and made your beauty an abomination, offering yourselfHebrew spreading your legs‘>6 to any passerby and multiplying your whoring. 26 You also played the whore with the Egyptians, your lustful neighbors, multiplying your whoring, to provoke me to anger. 27 Behold, therefore, I stretched out my hand against you and diminished your allotted portion and delivered you to the greed of your enemies, the daughters of the Philistines, who were ashamed of your lewd behavior. 28 You played the whore also with the Assyrians, because you were not satisfied; yes, you played the whore with them, and still you were not satisfied. 29 You multiplied your whoring also with the trading land of Chaldea, and even with this you were not satisfied.

30 “How sick is your heart,Revocalization yields How I am filled with anger against you‘>7 declares the Lord GOD, because you did all these things, the deeds of a brazen prostitute, 31 building your vaulted chamber at the head of every street, and making your lofty place in every square. Yet you were not like a prostitute, because you scorned payment. 32 Adulterous wife, who receives strangers instead of her husband! 33 Men give gifts to all prostitutes, but you gave your gifts to all your lovers, bribing them to come to you from every side with your whorings. 34 So you were different from other women in your whorings. No one solicited you to play the whore, and you gave payment, while no payment was given to you; therefore you were different.

35 “Therefore, O prostitute, hear the word of the LORD: 36 Thus says the Lord GOD, Because your lust was poured out and your nakedness uncovered in your whorings with your lovers, and with all your abominable idols, and because of the blood of your children that you gave to them, 37 therefore, behold, I will gather all your lovers with whom you took pleasure, all those you loved and all those you hated. I will gather them against you from every side and will uncover your nakedness to them, that they may see all your nakedness. 38 And I will judge you as women who commit adultery and shed blood are judged, and bring upon you the blood of wrath and jealousy. 39 And I will give you into their hands, and they shall throw down your vaulted chamber and break down your lofty places. They shall strip you of your clothes and take your beautiful jewels and leave you naked and bare. 40 They shall bring up a crowd against you, and they shall stone you and cut you to pieces with their swords. 41 And they shall burn your houses and execute judgments upon you in the sight of many women. I will make you stop playing the whore, and you shall also give payment no more. 42 So will I satisfy my wrath on you, and my jealousy shall depart from you. I will be calm and will no more be angry. 43 Because you have not remembered the days of your youth, but have enraged me with all these things, therefore, behold, I have returned your deeds upon your head, declares the Lord GOD. Have you not committed lewdness in addition to all your abominations?

44 “Behold, everyone who uses proverbs will use this proverb about you: ‘Like mother, like daughter.’ 45 You are the daughter of your mother, who loathed her husband and her children; and you are the sister of your sisters, who loathed their husbands and their children. Your mother was a Hittite and your father an Amorite. 46 And your elder sister is Samaria, who lived with her daughters to the north of you; and your younger sister, who lived to the south of you, is Sodom with her daughters. 47 Not only did you walk in their ways and do according to their abominations; within a very little time you were more corrupt than they in all your ways. 48 As I live, declares the Lord GOD, your sister Sodom and her daughters have not done as you and your daughters have done. 49 Behold, this was the guilt of your sister Sodom: she and her daughters had pride, excess of food, and prosperous ease, but did not aid the poor and needy. 50 They were haughty and did an abomination before me. So I removed them, when I saw it. 51 Samaria has not committed half your sins. You have committed more abominations than they, and have made your sisters appear righteous by all the abominations that you have committed. 52 Bear your disgrace, you also, for you have intervened on behalf of your sisters. Because of your sins in which you acted more abominably than they, they are more in the right than you. So be ashamed, you also, and bear your disgrace, for you have made your sisters appear righteous.

53 “I will restore their fortunes, both the fortunes of Sodom and her daughters, and the fortunes of Samaria and her daughters, and I will restore your own fortunes in their midst, 54 that you may bear your disgrace and be ashamed of all that you have done, becoming a consolation to them. 55 As for your sisters, Sodom and her daughters shall return to their former state, and Samaria and her daughters shall return to their former state, and you and your daughters shall return to your former state. 56 Was not your sister Sodom a byword in your mouth in the day of your pride, 57 before your wickedness was uncovered? Now you have become an object of reproach for the daughters of SyriaSome manuscripts (compare Syriac) of Edom‘>8 and all those around her, and for the daughters of the Philistines, those all around who despise you. 58 You bear the penalty of your lewdness and your abominations, declares the LORD.

The Lord‘s Everlasting Covenant

59 “For thus says the Lord GOD: I will deal with you as you have done, you who have despised the oath in breaking the covenant, 60 yet I will remember my covenant with you in the days of your youth, and I will establish for you an everlasting covenant. 61 Then you will remember your ways and be ashamed when you take your sisters, both your elder and your younger, and I give them to you as daughters, but not on account ofOr not apart from‘>9 the covenant with you. 62 I will establish my covenant with you, and you shall know that I am the LORD, 63 that you may remember and be confounded, and never open your mouth again because of your shame, when I atone for you for all that you have done, declares the Lord GOD.”

Footnotes

[1] 16:10 Or with rich fabric [2] 16:15 Or were unfaithful; also verses 16, 17, 26, 28 [3] 16:15 Or unfaithfulness; also verses 20, 22, 25, 26, 29, 33, 34, 36 [4] 16:15 Hebrew it [5] 16:16 The meaning of this Hebrew sentence is uncertain [6] 16:25 Hebrew spreading your legs [7] 16:30 Revocalization yields How I am filled with anger against you [8] 16:57 Some manuscripts (compare Syriac) of Edom [9] 16:61 Or not apart from

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New Testament:

Revelation 16

Revelation 16 (Listen)

The Seven Bowls of God’s Wrath

16 Then I heard a loud voice from the temple telling the seven angels, “Go and pour out on the earth the seven bowls of the wrath of God.”

2 So the first angel went and poured out his bowl on the earth, and harmful and painful sores came upon the people who bore the mark of the beast and worshiped its image.

3 The second angel poured out his bowl into the sea, and it became like the blood of a corpse, and every living thing died that was in the sea.

4 The third angel poured out his bowl into the rivers and the springs of water, and they became blood. 5 And I heard the angel in charge of the watersGreek angel of the waters‘>1 say,

“Just are you, O Holy One, who is and who was, for you brought these judgments. 6 For they have shed the blood of saints and prophets, and you have given them blood to drink. It is what they deserve!”

7 And I heard the altar saying,

“Yes, Lord God the Almighty, true and just are your judgments!”

8 The fourth angel poured out his bowl on the sun, and it was allowed to scorch people with fire. 9 They were scorched by the fierce heat, and they cursedGreek blasphemed; also verses 11, 21‘>2 the name of God who had power over these plagues. They did not repent and give him glory.

10 The fifth angel poured out his bowl on the throne of the beast, and its kingdom was plunged into darkness. People gnawed their tongues in anguish 11 and cursed the God of heaven for their pain and sores. They did not repent of their deeds.

12 The sixth angel poured out his bowl on the great river Euphrates, and its water was dried up, to prepare the way for the kings from the east. 13 And I saw, coming out of the mouth of the dragon and out of the mouth of the beast and out of the mouth of the false prophet, three unclean spirits like frogs. 14 For they are demonic spirits, performing signs, who go abroad to the kings of the whole world, to assemble them for battle on the great day of God the Almighty. 15 (“Behold, I am coming like a thief! Blessed is the one who stays awake, keeping his garments on, that he may not go about naked and be seen exposed!”) 16 And they assembled them at the place that in Hebrew is called Armageddon.

The Seventh Bowl

17 The seventh angel poured out his bowl into the air, and a loud voice came out of the temple, from the throne, saying, “It is done!” 18 And there were flashes of lightning, rumblings,Or voices, or sounds‘>3 peals of thunder, and a great earthquake such as there had never been since man was on the earth, so great was that earthquake. 19 The great city was split into three parts, and the cities of the nations fell, and God remembered Babylon the great, to make her drain the cup of the wine of the fury of his wrath. 20 And every island fled away, and no mountains were to be found. 21 And great hailstones, about one hundred poundsGreek a talent in weight‘>4 each, fell from heaven on people; and they cursed God for the plague of the hail, because the plague was so severe.

Footnotes

[1] 16:5 Greek angel of the waters [2] 16:9 Greek blasphemed; also verses 11, 21 [3] 16:18 Or voices, or sounds [4] 16:21 Greek a talent in weight

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Psalm:

Psalm 119:121–128

Psalm 119:121–128 (Listen)

Ayin

121 I have done what is just and right; do not leave me to my oppressors. 122 Give your servant a pledge of good; let not the insolent oppress me. 123 My eyes long for your salvation and for the fulfillment of your righteous promise. 124 Deal with your servant according to your steadfast love, and teach me your statutes. 125 I am your servant; give me understanding, that I may know your testimonies! 126 It is time for the LORD to act, for your law has been broken. 127 Therefore I love your commandments above gold, above fine gold. 128 Therefore I consider all your precepts to be right; I hate every false way.

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Proverb:

Proverbs 28:11

Proverbs 28:11 (Listen)

11 A rich man is wise in his own eyes, but a poor man who has understanding will find him out.

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Holy Day Meditation for April 8, 2020 æ.v. - The Feast for the First Day of the Writing of the Book of the Law

April 8, 2020 æ.v. Dies Mercurii, Sol 18° Aries, Luna 20° Libra An Vvi æ.n.

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Feast for the First Day of the Writing of the Book of the Law, The Day of Gimel, the Day of the Priestess

Hebrew Letter: Gimel

Numerical Value as Letter: 3

Numerical Value as Word: 73 / 83 (Gimel+Mem+Lamed or Gimel+Yod+Mem+Lamed)

Meaning: Camel.

Thoth Card: The Priestess (Atu II)

Alternate Title: The Priestess of the Silver Star.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 13 - Tiphareth to Kether (from Sephira 6-1)

Astrological Sign: Moon

Element: -

Egyptian Godforms: Chomse

Geomantic Figure: Enneagram

Gemstones: Moonstone, Pearl, Crystal

Perfumes: Menstrual Blood, Camphor (as Isis), Aloes, Myrrh bark (as Diana), Jasmine, Willow, Black Copal (as lunar eclipse) all sweet virginal odors and odoriferous roots

Plants: Almond, Mugwort, Hazel, Moonwort, Ranunculus, Alder, Pomegranete, Peony

Animals: Dog, Stork, Camel, Cat, Frog, Toad, Crab, Bat, Hare, Rabbit

Colors:

King Scale – Blue

Queen Scale – Silver

Prince Scale – Cold pale blue

Princess Scale – Silver rayed sky-blue

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Purity is to live only to the Highest; and the Highest is All: be thou as Artemis to Pan! Read thou in the Book of the Law, and break through the veil of the Virgin!

Mnemonic:

Mother, moon-maiden, playmate, bride of Pan;

God's Angel-Minister to every man.

Liber Arcanorum Verse

2. Now hath Nuit veiled herself, that she may open the gate of her sister.

Genius of the House of Mercury

Gitωnosapφωllois

Genius of the Prison of the Qliphoth

Gargophias

Recommended Text for Meditation:

Liber AL vel Legis sub figura CCXX, Cap. 1

The Book of the Law Liber AL vel Legis sub figura CCXX

as delivered by XCIII = 418 to DCLXVI

1. Had! The manifestation of Nuit.

2. The unveiling of the company of heaven.

3. Every man and every woman is a star.

4. Every number is infinite; there is no difference.

5. Help me, o warrior lord of Thebes, in my unveiling before the Children of men!

6. Be thou Hadit, my secret centre, my heart & my tongue!

7. Behold! it is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat.

8. The Khabs is in the Khu, not the Khu in the Khabs.

9. Worship then the Khabs, and behold my light shed over you!

10. Let my servants be few & secret: they shall rule the many & the known.

11. These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools.

12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love!

13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy.

14. Above, the gemmed azure is

The naked splendour of Nuit;

She bends in ecstasy to kiss

The secret ardours of Hadit.

The winged globe, the starry blue,

Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!

16. For he is ever a sun, and she a moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight.

17. But ye are not so chosen.

18. Burn upon their brows, o splendrous serpent!

19. O azure-lidded woman, bend upon them!

20. The key of the rituals is in the secret word which I have given unto him.

21. 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.

23. But whoso availeth in this, let him be the chief of all!

24. I am Nuit, and my word is six and fifty.

25. Divide, add, multiply, and understand.

26. 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.

28. None, breathed the light, faint & faery, of the stars, and two.

29. For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union.

30. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all.

31. 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.

33. 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!

34. But she said: the ordeals I write not: the rituals shall be half known and half concealed: the Law is for all.

35. This that thou writest is the threefold book of Law.

36. 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-Khuit.

37. 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.

38. He must teach; but he may make severe the ordeals.

39. The word of the Law is θέλημα.

42. Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing. So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will.

43. Do that, and no other shall say nay.

44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect.

45. The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfect and not two; nay, are none!

46. Nothing is a secret key of this law. Sixty-one the Jews call it; I call it eight, eighty, four hundred & eighteen.

47. But they have the half: unite by thine art so that all disappear.

48. My prophet is a fool with his one, one, one; are not they the Ox, and none by the Book?

52. 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!

54. Change not as much as the style of a letter; for behold! thou, o prophet, shalt not behold all these mysteries hidden therein.

55. The child of thy bowels, he shall behold them.

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.

58. 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.

59. My incense is of resinous woods & gums; and there is no blood therein: because of my hair the trees of Eternity.

61. 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!

63. 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!

64. I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky.

65. To me! To me!

66. The Manifestation of Nuit is at an end.

Love is the law, love under will.

#Thelema #Magick #Taort #Occult

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If ever truly a man had armored himself in gold, it was Petyr Baelish, not Jaime Lannister.

He had a little pointed chin beard now, and threads of silver in his dark hair, though he was still shy of thirty. They went well with the silver mockingbird that fastened his cloak. Even as a child, he had always loved his silver.

Ten years ago, Jon Arryn had given him a minor sinecure in customs, where Lord Petyr had soon distinguished himself by bringing in three times as much as any of the king's other collectors. King Robert had been a prodigious spender. A man like Petyr Baelish, who had a gift for rubbing two golden dragons together to breed a third, was invaluable to his Hand.

Littlefinger's rise had been arrow-swift. Within three years of his coming to court, he was master of coin and a member of the small council, and today the crown's revenues were ten times what they had been under his beleaguered predecessor . . . though the crown's debts had grown vast as well. A master juggler was Petyr Baelish.

Oh, he was clever. He did not simply collect the gold and lock it in a treasure vault, no. He paid the king's debts in promises, and put the king's gold to work. He bought wagons, shops, ships, houses. He bought grain when it was plentiful and sold bread when it was scarce. He bought wool from the north and linen from the south and lace from Lys, stored it, moved it, dyed it, sold it. The golden dragons bred and multiplied, and Littlefinger lent them out and brought them home with hatchlings.

"Chataya runs a choice establishment," Littlefinger said as they rode. "I've half a mind to buy it. Brothels are a much sounder investment than ships, I've found. Whores seldom sink, and when they are boarded by pirates, why, the pirates pay good coin like everyone else." Lord Petyr chuckled at his own wit.

The cost of rebuilding was going to be ruinous, but there was no help for that. King's Landing was the realm's principal harbor, rivaled only by Oldtown. The river had to be reopened, and the sooner the better. And where am I going to find the bloody coin? It was almost enough to make him miss Littlefinger, who had sailed north a fortnight past.

"There's good coin to be made here now that the fighting's done," the miller in the nearest wagon told them cheerfully. "It's the Lannisters hold the city now, old Lord Tywin of the Rock. They say he shits silver.""Gold," Jaime corrected dryly. "And Littlefinger mints the stuff from goldenrod, I vow."

'Better a thief we know than one we don't, the next man might be worse.' Lord Petyr's words in my brother's mouth, I'll warrant. Littlefinger had a nose for gold, and I'm certain he arranged matters so the crown profited as much from your corruption as you did yourself."

No, Cersei decided. If truth be told, Littlefinger had been more use at court. He had a gift for finding gold, and never coughed.

"What sort of reasons do you mean to give them?""Gold reasons," Littlefinger suggested at once.

Lord Redwyne asked only for thirty years' remission of the taxes that Littlefinger and his wine factors had levied on certain of the Arbor's finest vintages.

"These prices, though," protested fat Lord Belmore," these prices are more than fair." "You say more than fair, my lord. I say less than we would wish. Wait. If need be, buy the food yourself and keep it stored. Winter is coming. Prices must go higher." "Bronze Yohn will not wait, " Grafton complained. "He need not ship through Gulltown, he has his own ports. Whilst we are hoarding our harvest, Royce and the other Lords Declarant will turn theirs into silver, you may be sure of that." "Let us hope so," said Petyr. "When their granaries are empty, they will need every scrap of that silver to buy sustenance from us

Master of coin and businessman, Petyr Baelish

#petyr baelish #got #asoiaf #book quotes #GETTING THEM COINS

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Post-IW MCU Rewatch: Thor: The Dark World

Yay more Thor! (Yes I know this is widely considered to be the worst of the MCU movies and I DO NOT CARE. *hugs entire population of Asgard possessively*)

This prologue is ridiculous. I don’t know if it’s Anthony Hopkins’s inflection or if it’s just a step too far in the high fantasy direction, but it does make me cringe a bit. More showing, less telling! The prologues in the LotR movies were way more interesting than this.

The Dark Elf language also makes me cringe. I am very aware that it’s preposterous to assume that people from different planets speak English, but what’s most important to me is that actors cannot deliver nuanced performances when they are speaking gibberish. At least when it’s real languages, someone can coach them on inflection and stuff, but they really hamstrung Christopher Eccleston by making him say these silly-sounding lines.

Malekith has no imagination if the only thing he could think to do with the Reality Stone was turn stuff into dark matter.

“Benevolent god” indeed. Sending the Chitauri to slaughter people doesn’t really fit that description, sweetie.

Seriously Anthony Hopkins’s delivery is really weird in some places.

Odin is now three for three on children who showed scary genocidal tendencies, so I think there’s a lot of bitterness and feelings of failure behind what he says to Loki. Also Loki’s not showing any remorse at all, even though now would be a great time to explain that he was tortured and manipulated by Thanos. They’re both getting defensive and lashing out instead of engaging in meaningful communication.

Hi Sif! Hi Volstagg! HI THOR! He has such good entrances. Hi Fandral and Hogun! (Even if this is Zachary Levi Fandral with his stupid wig.)

The weapons the raiders are using are really interesting.

Hey I wonder if this Kronan knows Korg.

I love Thor’s smile when all the raiders laugh at his “I accept your surrender.”

*dreamy sigh* Asgard.

HUGIN AND MUNIN! And one actually lands on Odin’s arm! That’s awesome.

Odin ships Thor/Sif. (Me too, Odin.)

Obligatory shirtless Thor scene!

Volstagg and his family! *wibble*

Oh Sif. Rejected. (But Thor’s pretty nice about it.)

Jane is really quite socially awkward, isn’t she? Why did she go on this date?

It says something about how bad of a driver Jane is (hitting Thor, nearly driving off the road) that she would trust Darcy to drive her around (I guess Darcy’s record is slightly better, having only hit Thor once, while they were in the middle of a dust cloud).

“Why’re you calling me?” “I didn’t want to shout.”

Portals! Whee! (Honstly the portal shenanigans are one of the big reasons I love this movie. This crap is so much fun.)

I love the way Darcy wiggles her hand when she says “Gimme your shoe.”

Okay so the Dark Elves are set to wake up if the Aether gets activated? Headcanon time. Judging from all the creepy red lights in their ships, I think they used the Aether to make most of their tech, much like Schmidt did with the Tesseract. So yeah, if the Aether gets activated, their tech would react. That works.

Heimdall’s new armor has an orange stone in the breastplate. I thought he was gonna turn out to be the one who had the Soul Stone, and that it was the source of his infinite sight. ...I’m pretty sure I still like that better than what we ended up with in canon. Also, I only noticed this the other day, but Heimdall’s helmet is shaped the same as Hofund’s hilt, and that’s awesome.

Heee, I love Thor and Heimdall’s chat. I definitely believe that Thor would describe Heimdall as his best friend.

Whoops! Continuity error. Jane should not be in her Asgardian outfit yet. I guess they decided to move this bit to this part of the movie instead of later, but didn’t reshoot it.

Did Thor make this storm or is that just London being London? He does make it stop, I guess.

Sorry guys, Thor already has that dark strand of stuff in his hair; it’s not a Loki memorial braid.

Thor and Darcy’s interactions are always gold.

You sliced off part of that car!

Oh, question answered from before. You CAN see space rushing past from inside the Bifrost. Sweet.

Hi Eir! The Soul Forge is so cool.

Jane takes Odin’s rudeness pretty well. But dang, Odin. I know you ship Thor/Sif, but being mean to the competition is an elementary mistake.

That book is freaking awesome. It’s like the Book of Kells, except the images move and it’s in runes.

Dangit I don’t want the bad guys to be the ones who touch foreheads to show affection!

I really don’t like this look for Frigga. That one-boob breastplate is really weird.

The emotion in Loki’s scene with Frigga’s projection is so great. He wants to sever ties with Odin (or he thinks he does) but he can’t do that without severing ties with Frigga too, and you can see how much it hurts him to say anything that would hurt her. Which he plainly instantly regrets. And it’s the last thing he ever says to her.

Yessss more romantic exposition from Thor.

Hahaha, Jane is so much more shy around Frigga than Odin.

Man the way the Kursed dude kills people is really messed up.

Loki you would not be smiling at this dude if you knew he was going to do much more than cause a bit of mischief.

Thor jumping and grabbing Mjolnir is such a cool shot.

“It’s only because I’ve worried over you that you have survived.” Based on how Odin behaves as soon as she’s dead, that is extremely accurate.

Heimdall is so awesome. Oh, and I love the way the Dark Elves’ ships look almost like they’re made of dragon hide or something. Dragon hide or lava rock. Fantastic design. Fantastic movements.

This movie has so much more of Asgard in it than the first one, which is awesome. Even if it’s mostly getting pummeled by Dark Elves.

Those black hole grenades are freaking terrifying.

Yeah...if Loki hadn’t given that tip about the stairs to the left, the Kursed dude wouldn’t have arrived in time to help Malekith before Frigga finished him off, or before Thor and Odin arrived. :/

Frigga’s funeral is beautiful. The music, however, has been somewhat retroactively ruined by that play in Ragnarok. (Which I adore.)

Even if Loki doesn’t know how much his actions specifically contributed to Frigga’s death, I think he regrets helping the Kursed dude.

Hi Stan!

Dang, Asgardian law is crazy strict if Thor and the Warriors Three are casually talking about being killed by Einherjar if they screw up this plan.

This is so sad, because Loki actually doesn’t betray Thor at any point during this mission. He makes up for it by being incessantly irritating (which is the best stuff in the movie), but he sticks to the plan the whole time. The only one he betrays in this whole movie is Odin.

Okay the dagger/handcuffs trick by Thor is funny and all, but it really doesn’t hold up if you think about it. You’d definitely notice the difference between being handed a dagger and having thick cuffs put on.

Sif is very good at not letting her jealousy show too clearly. And her sword is awesome. Her and Volstagg’s threats to Loki are pretty great.

Peak annoying little brother stuff right here, when they’re in the Dark Elf blade ship. My favorite is “Oh dear. Is she dead?”

So Thor has the “face squashed against glass motif,” and I think Loki has a falling motif. Into the abyss in the first one, out of the ship in this one, and through whatever dimension Doctor Strange trapped him in in Ragnarok.

The flying longboats are so cool.

I love how much Loki likes it whenever Thor gets the better of him with sneakiness. He’s so used to Thor just smashing his way through stuff, so any subtlety he uses (especially when it’s successful against him) is fantastic in his book.

“Ta-dah.”

“What I could do with the power that flows through those veins.” I would love to see what Loki could do with the Aether. He’s already a master of illusions, and the Reality Stone would multiply that by about a thousand. It’d be awesome. And yet he sent it off to Knowhere instead of keeping it (or giving it to Thanos). Just like he kept the Tesseract safe in Asgard’s vault the entire time he was pretending to be Odin. If Loki had really done everything he did in Avengers of his own free will while in his right mind, he would not have gone to such lengths to keep multiple Infinity Stones away from Thanos. Heck, he might even have been the one to commission Stormbreaker from Eitri. I suppose he didn’t use the Stones himself because he knows as well as Thor does how deadly they can be to the wielder, or maybe he knew they’d draw Thanos to him like a beacon.

Thor thinks Loki wants to hurt him because he’s talking about Jane’s mortality, but Loki thinks Thor only cares about Jane and not the fact that their mother just died. They’re so bad at understanding each other.

The bittersweet smiles they exchange after “She wouldn’t want us to fight.”/“Well, she wouldn’t exactly be shocked.” are so painful to watch. They both desperately miss the days before any of this happened, when they were simply brothers, and I think they realize that about each other in this moment. But it’s not enough to fix everything, which is why Thor says “I wish I could trust you” and Loki says “Trust my rage.”

Ian is such a dope.

If a flock of starlings burst up through the ground at my feet like that, I would be scarred for life.

Thor’s plan is awesome. I totally fell for it in the theater. I thought Loki had double-crossed him and chopped his hand off, but they were working together the whole time. I kinda don’t think they let Jane in on it, though. Is the lack of blood on Thor’s arm stump a mistake or a hint that it’s a trick? *rewinds and squints* Ooh, no, it’s because the dagger has a glowy energy field on it! Insta-cauterization! Anyway, this would’ve been the perfect time for Loki to betray Thor for real if he’d wanted to, but he plays along. In part, I think, because he was so impressed with the plan.

Hey guys, even when Loki’s pretending to be a traitor, he doesn’t call himself Laufeyson. STOP CALLING HIM LAUFEYSON IN YOUR TAGS. Also his knife-fighting is awesome.

The Kursed dude’s eyeballs getting sucked out of their sockets was NOT a necessary detail to include.

“You fool, you didn’t listen!” What does Thor mean? What did Loki not listen to? Did Thor tell him that he was only supposed to protect Jane, not him?

Okay so I’m really not sure what the deal is with Loki’s fake death here. I have a couple different theories.

Theory 1: Loki really did get stabbed and really did believe he was dying. After Thor and Jane left to seek shelter from Thor’s uncontrollable grief storm, Loki reverted to his true form (because, dying) and that actually saved his life because Kursed blood isn’t as deadly to the Jotnar as it is to the Aesir, or his vital organs aren’t in the same place anymore, or something. So he was able to heal himself and take advantage of the situation.

Theory 2: Loki never intended to betray Thor, but he always intended to fake his death, both as a way of escaping prison and of avoiding Thanos’s retribution. So as soon as he finished off those four Dark Elves, he turned one of their corpses into a copy of himself and puppeteered it over to stab the Kursed dude and get theatrically killed. It would explain why the Loki who gets stabbed only has a Dark Elf sword and a black hole grenade on him.

I lean more towards theory 1 because I don’t really like the idea that Loki would trick Thor into thinking he was dead the day after their mother died, and also because when they filmed it, they actually meant for this to be Loki’s real death scene, and they only changed it later because test audiences didn’t believe Loki was dead. However, if I put aside my emotions, I have to admit that theory 2 makes more logical sense.

Would Malekith have found the Aether sooner if it hadn’t gotten into Jane? The movie implies pretty strongly that Malekith woke up because the Aether was out of its hiding place.

Mjolnir on the coat hook is such a great gag.

The elevator in Malekith’s ship looks like a spinal column, which is some fantastic design.

Thor’s battle trash talk is always delightful.

PORTAL SHENANIGANS. YESSSSSS.

Poor Mjolnir. It’s trying so hard to get back to Thor. I like to think that when it shatters the glass of that building on its way back up, it’s doing so in frustration.

Hi Jotunheim!

So apparently this isn’t remotely how you get to Greenwich from Charing Cross. Whoops. Maybe that girl was just really flustered at being addressed by Thor and gave him crap directions?

Jane really likes trying to throw herself between an unconscious Thor and a thing that she thinks might kill him.

POETRY. Malekith tried to destroy the Asgardian army by dropping his fleet on them. Now he gets killed by his own ship falling on him.

How’d Loki know about Thor’s line to Odin “There will never be a wiser king than you”?

“I can assure you, it will be absolutely safe here in my collection.” LIAR.

It’s so cool that Chris’s wife is the one who played Jane in the end credits scene. I’m not sure how they failed to do this kiss scene with Natalie in the first place, but whatever.

Every time Thor’s about to show up somewhere in this movie, there’s thunder. :D

Okay so the biggest problems with Thor: The Dark World are that Malekith is the dullest villain in the entire MCU and that Thor kinda doesn’t have a character arc. In a movie where half of his family dies (as far as he knows). How is that even possible? Despite the beautiful funeral, Frigga’s death was really kind of glossed over, and then Loki seemingly dies too, but even though those are very powerful scenes while we’re in them, they don’t leave much of an impact on the rest of the movie. You don’t really feel those losses in the way Thor fights Malekith. Thor should’ve been struggling to stick to the plan instead of just whaling on Malekith blindly with Mjolnir. He should’ve had some breakdown with Jane there to witness it and comfort him. Instead he’s the one comforting Jane when she blames herself for all the loss he’s suffered? No no no. He should’ve either been very emotional, very bent on revenge, or smiling and joking through the pain like he does in Ragnarok and Infinity War. This stoicism is not effective, and it probably contributes to so many people’s (mistaken) belief that, prior to Ragnarok, Thor was a boring character. And Malekith’s side of the battle would’ve been better if it had been personal for him too. He could’ve been more upset at the death of his buddy Algrim, or maybe he had family members who were killed by Bor, which is why he’s so keen on killing members of Asgard’s royal family now. It would’ve been so easy to make this an emotionally intense fight. Instead, it’s merely fun because portal shenanigans. *shrug*

Despite not having much of an arc, Thor is still wonderful. He’s funny, he’s more thoughtful and wise than he’s ever been, he’s gallant, he’s romantic, and he’s getting better and better at working as part of a team and finding solutions besides smashing stuff. Also he makes the best entrances, has awesome armor, and is mesmerizing to watch in battle. I adore him.

Other stuff this movie has going for it. So much more Asgard screentime, even if they cut a few scenes I wish they’d left in. The music is still great. Everything looks gorgeous, and the Dark Elves at least have interesting technology and costumes. No Dutch angles. Plenty of screentime for Heimdall. Every single second of Thor and Loki’s scenes together, being obnoxious bros to each other but still working as a very effective team (heralding all the excellent contentious Brodinson stuff to come in Ragnarok).

#thor the dark world #mcu marathon #thor #loki #infinity war spoilers #kinda

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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.

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.

this isn't a fucking gift cai don't advertise it as one

#cai the private eye #this is bullshit is what it is #a 'gift' fuck off #'you want a gift'#i'm outraged #asks

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