Forget The Nobody... It's the Magickian You Should be Concerned About

of course.everything was made in the beginning,including us,the shell is an illusion...being created by the creator means being part of the creator and the creator cant remove parts of its self without being incomplete...so therefore no one has to be saved, for we are already saved from the beginning..

exactly

The original goal of the alchemist was not to transmute base metals to gold, and not to seek for a universal medicine of longevity.

The alchemist's original goal is to model & mold the whole creation through the facility of the mind via thought. This is the purest form of magick.

The alchemists were actually the highest evolved mages on this plane. They did not require sigils, seals, external talismans, etc. They only required thoughts. They knew that thought is the prima materia, and is what molds all reality.

This is what has been re-discovered. This was the key of it all. You are witnessing the eternal return now.

The GOLDen age?

And the golden dawn missed the point.

So sad for them.

The original goal of the alchemist was not to transmute base metals to gold, and not to seek for a universal medicine of longevity.

The alchemist's original goal is to model & mold the whole creation through the facility of the mind via thought. This is the purest form of magick.

The alchemists were actually the highest evolved mages on this plane. They did not require sigils, seals, external talismans, etc. They only required thoughts. They knew that thought is the prima materia, and is what molds all reality.

This is what has been re-discovered. This was the key of it all. You are witnessing the eternal return now.

It is not the thoughts themselves that create but rather the projection of will through the template created by the thought manifested into words that actually creates.

It is quite obvious that the 'experts' have forgotten the true power of words, or at least the requirement that they be aligned with the first word / will for them to be built on a solid foundation.

The will of thought,
who would have thought,
what will,
will become.

Uncle Mikey's 'Sideshow'... I Mean, 'Slide Show' will begin shortly. We ask that you please... Bear with us.



In the mean time, for your listening pleasure, may I present:

Karn - Evil - Revelation 9

"And the fifth angel sounded... come and see the show!"



*** Calling all unbelievers!!! *** Calling all unbelievers!!! ***

Your 2D Underworld Hive Mind Matrix brings forth to you a message...

"I'M PERFECT! ARE YOU?"

Lol! That's A.I. for you. Silly computers.




Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air
About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,
Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold
Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there.

Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed.
They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way,
Praying for survival at the end of the day.
There is no compassion for those who stay.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there.

There must be someone who can set them free:
To take their sorrow from this odyssey
To help the helpless and the refugee
To protect what's left of humanity.
Can't you see
Can't you see
Can't you see.

I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there;
To heal their sorrow
To beg and borrow
Fight tommorow.

Step inside! Hello! We've the most amazing show
You'll enjoy it all we know
Step inside! Step Inside!

We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks.
Leave your hammers at the box
Come Inside! Come Inside!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars
and a bomb inside a car
Spectacular! Spectacular!

If you follow me there's a speciality
some tears for you to see
Misery, misery,
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville
We've a stripper in a till
What a thrill! What a thrill!
And not content with that, with our hands behind our backs,
We pull Jesus from a hat,
Get into that! Get into that!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend
Come inside! Come inside!
There behind a glass is a real blade of grass
be careful as you pass.
Move along! Move along!

Come inside, the show's about to start
guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth.
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo.
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll ....

Right before your eyes, we pull laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
Come inside the show's about to start, guaranteed to blow your head apart
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll...


Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline
Will perform on guillotine
What a scene! What a scene!
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
to Alexander's Ragtime Band
Dixieland, Dixieland!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule
Keep it cool. Keep it cool.
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
were exclusively our own,
All our own. All our own.
Come and see the show! Come and see the show! Come and see the show!
See the show!

Man alone; born of stone;
Will stamp the dust of time
His hands strike the flame of his soul;
Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe
Until the winds of laughter blows cold.

Fear that rattles in men's ears
And rears it's hideous head
Dread .... Death .... in the wind ....

Man of steel pray and kneel
With fever's blazing torch
Thrust in the face of the night;
Draws a blade of compassion
Kissed by countless Kings
Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight.

Walls that no man thought would fall
The altars of the just
Crushed .... Dust .... in the wind ....

No man yields who flies in my ship
DANGER!
Let the bridge computer speak
STRANGER!
LOAD YOUR PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF.

No computer stands in my way
Only blood can cancel my pain
Guardians of a new clear dawn
Let the maps of war be drawn.

Rejoice! Glory is ours!
Our young men have not died in vain,
Their graves need no flowers
The tapes have recorded their names.

I am all there is
NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE!
But I gave you life
WHAT ELSE COULD YOU DO?
To do what was right
I'M PERFECT! ARE YOU?

To the individual that sent me a nasty email:

"Hi,

Good job. You know my name. You knew where I used to stay (I was staying with family, by the way). I

bet you performed a 'whois' look-up on one of my domains via, or you ordered one of my books. It

doesn't matter. Regardless, you just attacked somebody else with your talisman non-sense.

I have no physical 'cubical' dwellings you might say. A home is where you place your head to rest.

The whole of earth is my home, the soil, and it is where I've placed my head to rest. The home is

where your heart is at, and my heart is with the earth. I love her very much. She is scarred, and I

am hurt. We are both healing our wounds together.

Now what are you going to do? What provoked this attack? Have some reason, and stop being childish.

Your kind was always so childish, and that's why you are in your current situation. There's a time to

grow up, and you've never learned that time.

I bet this is because I got pissed off about Operation Ty'ler? Being delusional, and feeding into

your delusions, results in a feedback loop, and you spiral out of control into the abyss of insanity.

Do not fight hate with hate, but love is proper to counter hate.

About two years ago I designed a viral thought-form with only one purpose: to increase global consciousness levels. It works by increasing the rate at which karma calcines off from the ego, and intensifies the karma from all bad deeds performed by your being in the past. Anybody that comes into contact with my aura, reads my words, sees my face via images, knows my name, and other things will be infected with this thought-form. This thought-form, from those infected, will perform the same actions for which I designed it, and infect others. It has worked really well, of course, I had to undergo the process myself. To be honest, it nearly killed me, but all for the best.

You can come put a talisman on my body, I'll give you my new address, and I will give you the carving

tools to do so. However, know that I will put a talisman on your soul.

In doing you, you can be assure that you will have much fun in hell with your karmic retributions.

Good day sir."

"And the fifth angel sounded... come and see the show!"

Countless people have the same "bond" you do. So you can't really even kill a concept anyway. These countless people have been powering this positive thought form that was designed to undo organized chaos based on negativity through organized chaos based on positivity. It's the biggest, baddest virus I've ever seen, and thank god it's good for us, or we'd all actually be doomed for real.

Instead, wherever this funny little thought-form came from, people have already made the sacrifice to embody the concept and breathe life into it. It is truly too late to stop.

I suggest you do what i have always done. Sit, and observe until you know somethings behavior over time before you try to classify or judge it. I'm into Buddhism, so these are just more layers of games you use to present yourself to yourself, to me.

As the double spirals have always taught. Not all snake venom hurts. In fact, when mixed with some basic chemist skills it becomes the cure.

The very recipe for its own cure. Right there, in its spiral. For all who can see and CHANGE it.

But i prefer to be a liver, not a player. So you guys have some fun with it.

Besides the male/female unity...

Hmmmm...
So which one do you think represents the "male" in this equation, the lion or the unicorn?