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[edit:] Something new to this - a "Z" has to be added to the name, something that happened "accidentially" during my work with him ... gives him an extra-'kick' to fulfil his goal, and he ... likes it  ;) . And it perfectly fits the snake-like "X" before it, IMO. Regarding the point below the sigil - I would suggest to drop this idea. He doesn't like it, and I think he'd lose much of his power that way ... simply test it 8) !

No problem - the main thing is that you can see it somehow ... have tried attachments too in a former posting, and it completely failed. So ... what *g*. Computers are slaves, and a slave cannot anger me ;)  ... although mine often tries to  ::)  ...

My discoveries ... they're an important factor in today's world. As I wrote, pure condensed hatred, not accepted by the ones who produce this hate ... or intentionally produced and let loose. To go for those who are meant with this hatred, usually spiritual people with a free will. Holy-War -Shit, initially started by ... ?????????????????? ... but definitely NOT by those who have got 'Holy War' in their religious programmings. To me, they're nothing but the first (and obviously best) victims. I think your Black-Triangle-Alien-Thing is as close to it as the reason I found to explain it to myself - the 'Archons' (Nag-Hammadi-Codex). Cosmic mind-parasites, and ... "Let there be LORFF". Both the same, in my opinion, except that the DKMU-Version 's stripped off all kinds of religious bullshit ... trying to see things as they are. And in fact I believe, that no one has got the right explanation up to now. We'll see ... perhaps we will, some day  ::) .

Since I have become a 'part of the solution', I didn't think much about it; just began to fight either sexually or by sending it back to its source, to give awareness of the hate to those, who were unconsciously used by ???whomever??? and to overload those who do it intentionally. Sometimes I do both, but I prefer only to use it sexually ... there's more than enough hate in the world today *sigh*. If you've got a good connection to your own shadow (one of the things my "Star of the Forgotten Ones" (https://www.dkmu.org/forum/index.php?topic=285.0) is good for ... please experiment for yourself, I myself can't still tell you all about it, and perhaps never will (I love this kind of shit - uncertainty rules 8) ) ... feel free to contact me for deeper insights, if you want, it only could take a little time for me to answer. At the moment I seldomly got the time to sit down and write calmy enough to produce a posting usable for anyone here. And bullshit-posting is definitely not my thing - already enough of it in the www  ;) .

Read Ya  :) 8)  ...

Can perhaps take a little time, but will follow for sure ... a week or so, in the worst case. Much 'strange' work to do for me at the moment *g*  8)

Right-click on the icon & "open in new tab/window"  :P  ... don't know why it isn't fully shown in the post, have tried to do it ...

As I promised ... my own creation concerning a real 'war against us', more subtle,  effective and organized than I first thought could be. No more comment to this from my side, just a servitor I created for viral purposes ... permanently annihilating all kinds of word-viruses and unwanted control by others. In my environment, its immediate impact and growth was enormous, so it's up to you to test it ... maybe it's just a regional thing I'm in here, but maybe my 'child' is able to help you, too. He feeds on the energy taken by the manipulations he annihilates, and the point below the sigil symbolizes your intent (what kind of manipulations you want to have destroyed). For my purposes, he works better without, to constantly roam around and erase all of them - just try and check out, I'm in a very 'special' situation here and thus not able to say how you may profit from him. In my experience up to now, he's ... strong.


His Name is a sigilized one, thus a bit complicated *g* ... but not that bad . It's Olátirvêch Udgèmpek B'x, the "ch" spoken like a cat's hiss and the end-"x" like "ksssssssssssssssss" (a snake-like sssss). His sigil is this one:





So long,
the weird German hanging around here  8) ;) .

I may be wrong ... but I don't think so. If not: Thank You  :) , all who were involved creating "it". If no one of you knows what I mean, this post is redundand *g*. Otherwise, it's meant from the heart ... and doesn't need an answer.


Even if I can't be here as often as I wanted, there are already a few things I've got in mind to share with you. Can't say when I'm able to do this, but I certainly will ... too much to do here, and I f****ing love it that way 8) ;) !

Tested it myself ... and it worked - much better than without Ino's help. And she helped willingly, although I never tried to contact her that deeply before. So, it really seems worth the test ...  Ino herself is worth it, definitely. I definitely love her ways  ;D 8) .

In my experience every attempt to contact an entity first is purely illusional anyway ... but can indeed become real, if enough pure will is brought behind it. Kill your 'lust for result' ... and fuck all illusional show that might occur - if you meet a real deity, you will feel it. The difference between human illusion and real Nature's Power. Pure energies, without any kind of 'humanoid' form. That's the way I did it. Together with this kind of "I know"-feeling Ino is able to give you ... I'd recommend her as a help for such operations, perhaps she'd makes it easier to get in contact without any prepossession.


But that's just "my 2 cents" ... personal experience is king  ;)  !

Thanks  :) ! Hope I find the time to be here as often as I promised - got a lot of Khaos to handle in my hometown these days ... meanwhile, I simply call it life  8) ;) . Cool to know some other Germans are here; we definitely do need Marauders *sigh* ::) .


Life has become weirder than I've ever thought - and I love it. More than ever. I must be mad...e for it ;D  !


@Moonlight: I've read the books and already got them on my harddrive. First of all the "Manual for the strange Psyche" ... gave me all I had to know that this is something that could fit me. As I said, I've got my own system - but we're definitely akin. "To live a life worth dying for" ... even if it sometimes "scares the shit out of us".

If 'they' are the same ones I experienced (and still do experience): Hatred-Shadows. Pure condensed hatred, this is something I'm very sure of. This sureness born out of personal experience. I'll drop in here again to go more into detail ... one good method against them is Sex, as I found out. Like the Hippies said: "Make Love not War"  :P 8) . Would have been nicer if they had determined modern consensual reality *sigh*. Anyway, in my experience sex is the most appropriate means against such 'beings'.


Make the people horny who are forced to hate by their fucking consensus ...  ::)


If someone is interested, I'd examine my records to give you a more detailed insight. But only if someone is. It's an old thread, and hatred is a well-known phenomenon to mankind - and there are many ways to deal with it. Essential is only not to give any fear to 'them' ...


... like dogs  ;D . And I think we prefer the other way round ... hope we still do. Gods, not Dogs.


Chayote.

Hope my re-translation isn't too bad ... but I think it's understandable. Interesting material anyway. Helped me a lot  :) 8) . Make your own experiments, if you are interested. Or do not if you are not *g*  ;) . And be cautious - but I think I don't have to tell you ... daily business. And not everyday creatures, at least at the beginning. But useful in many ways to know about them ...

There comes the Book of the Forgotten Ones.
This shall be for the priests of Maat.
In the name of creation and that, what is before, Aumgn!
The Magick of Maat is new, beloved,
But nevertheless very much older than mankind.
She, the Beautiful-Dancing-One, is our line extended to its end.
You do not know us, the vegetation did cover us.
Long time we were hidden from your sight.
You don't know our names, nor our nature,
But still we are of you.
You don't sing any invocations for us,
But always we are manifest in you.
We are the gods of hunger and becoming.
We are pulsating and growing between your heartbeats.
We are the break within breathing, between the inhaling and exhaling.
We live to consume and to generate.
We are alive between reason and delusion.
We are the spirits of the Bornless One.
We are the necessary dream, before existence comes into being.
We are the movement of nothingness,
Balanced with the movement of existence.
We bring our names! You shall remember!
Now is the time of the pasture,
When the Black Flame rounds the circle
And gives fire to Her incomplete existence.
To know Her, you've got to know us.
We are the egg of the egg, She is the bird of power.
And is the hawk, who is the bird of will.

I am the mouth that speaks for this, for Her work.
My name is NO*.
My son and brother is the mouth that devours.
I am the urge to connect, to become bigger.
I am the concentration of  Hydrogen, the forming of the stars.
I am the speaker and the collector.
My name withdraws, it carries the speaker with it.
I'm sending forth my power to eat new power.
The wheel of evolution was actuated to rotate by me.
I am the beginning of the hunger for the end.
I know the secret perfection of all things' nature.
Within me all potential is existing
And the potential of everything that exists.
I am the tension of the bow.
You know me, even as my name is forgotten,
In the fear of the approaching occurrences.
I am the movement of a leaf,
Blown by the wind through an empty street. I am the sender of omen.
Sing the invocation of my name,
It will destroy you.
Speak my name aloud, in repetition,
It will banish everything except pure awareness.
Descend into my temple, meet yourself.
Carry there the papyrus-rod, the sword,
The shield with my emblem on it and the eye-sphere.
As a pair you are within it,
Learn the alchemy and mass of NO*:
Love and self-love are one in all ways.
Male/female you are,
With one gender and still two, oh my gynanders !
To go through the cave of hunger.
Ah! Here do we meet!
The people, who live in hunger, do feed me.
The poor and starving nations are my meat and drink.
The severity of hunger before the fall into apathy
Is my power's source for my work in the kingdom.
They live to nourish my ray.
I, NO*, am the greatest and lessest of the Forgotten Ones
Now I am speaking for the other ones, too. Behold!

Here is MEGOR-MARDUK.
In his original form he had been forgotten by mankind.
His length, width and depth is beyond any reason.
He is mass and density and weight.
The material of neutron stars is for him,
The subtlest wisp of light air.
His action is to be there. He is Tamas.
He drags and pushes towards himself everything not purified.
He is the attraction of the abyss,
That drags down the souls weighing more than a feather.
He is the father of indolence and the brother of despair.
He is the bell made of lead in the depths of the mind,
Calling the suicide to annihilation.
In man he appears as catatonia.
His balance ridicules the feather in its footing,
For he prohibits decisions, hinders the current.
He is the guardian, who tests Will,
For Will alone surpasses his power.
But once he is overcome, his power is transformed.
As stableness he becomes a resting point to move worlds.
He is the bull and the ox, too.
Creation broke forth out of him.
His last act is entropy, the flowing-out of all things.
The transformation of energy is his,
From the potential to actuality.
His only remedies are Love, Life and Will.
Call him rarely, then with exquisite caution !

There is NEXHAGUS – red and orange his form,
A fire-being, igniter of the suns.
He is the spiritual body of Ylem,
The old egg out of which the suns are hatching.
He is the old type of Hermes-Loki.
He is not war, but mischief.
He is the buffoon of the cosmical world.
He is the one playing with human genes and weaving chromosomes.
All 'freaks' are his work, the weird and the odd,
The derided and strange ones.
He is the master of fortune, the crown of fortuity.
His sigil is the Brownian Motion of molecules.
He is oddity, whim and thoughtless action.
He is also Zen.
NEXHAGUS – ancient mocker of pre-creation !
Out of him the Fool, the Magus and the Tower did emanate.
He is the one to become the Hierophant, when the Great Beast commands him to be.
He is the cruelty of laughter and also its balm.
It was he, who created the intellect of man,
But nevertheless he is brother of Choronzon.
The brother is he himself.
He is a god, friend of the ego-destroyer.
He is the antithesis to everything expected.
His is the first and the last mask in the dance.
The best way to know him is invocation.
You could destroy yourself.
He also is the joy of becoming.
He is a gentle lover.
He also will be a vampire for your love.
He is uncontrolled suppression.
He dissents himself and everyone else.
He dissents you.
If you are able to make him laugh, you may live.
If you are able to make him cry, you may die.
If you are able to transform him into a swallow, you may love.
If you are able to make him do anything, you may will,
For will alone can wrest control from change itself
To unite the universe with your intention.
If you are able to make him nothing, you have become Brahma.
Call him often, to not take yourself too seriously!
Don't call him, so laughter will not engulf you in damnation and death!
HA ! HO ! NEXAGUS ! HO ! HA !

NAGRIKSHAMEESH is the unbridled one.
He is pure force.
He is the berserker.
He transcends himself, transcends reason.
Destroyer of vessels – he frees.
Annihilator of bodies – he sanctifies.
He is Rajas.
He is riding in fury, but ice-cold is his rage.
Shiva is he and Mars, before men were fighting.
His sword truly hits, but his fire devours everything.
His light of Samadhi has got a red passageway.
His veil is the blood-of-sight,
The roar of thunder his voice.
He is the thunderbolt and the hammer-crusher
His tread shakes the mountains,  his step squashes stones.
He smites the ocean, and land is born.
He smites the void, and dust is being swirled between the stars.
He is fixed to one point in his oblivion.
He doesn't need an invocation, for he lives within you.

There is LOROO. He is the wanderer.
He elides the power-current.
He escapes the grip of conceptions.
He is the veil, the fog of unrecognizability.
He resides before understanding,
So that everything unveils at its proper time.
He is not to be seen, for he conceals everything wanted.
He appears in different places,
At different times and then disappears again.
He is the one to create the illusion of division,
The separation of moments, points of awareness.
LOROO the gauzy one.
His is the space between the stars.
LOROO the evanescent one.
His is the ever-changing place of in-between.
The wise are calling for his absence.
The lovers are awaiting his course.
The master of dance alone may call his essence securely.
He resides where he wills and compassion does not move him.
He is the brother of NEXHAGUS, but dark.
He is the master of initiation, do know him !

And there SHE is.
The Forgotten Ones She bears in her womb.
She is black and not for the reason's sight.
She is the gate of emergence and return.
She dwells under the gods and is that, on which they stand.
She dwells over the gods, for She has got no concrete nature.
She dwells around the gods, for only in Her they have their own space and function.
She dwells beyond the Gods, for she is the soul of awareness.
HEAROUS ! MERASHOUM ! KELATOFAS !
The Black Flame Dances.
Hallowed be Her Name!
We will be remembered.
Many we are, more than mentioned here.
We will be manifest again,
Bursting improper vessels.
We will return from the places of night.
We ride on the Feather's course
To quicken Her in Her going.
Know to welcome us and not to be destroyed!
Negated we do cause fission,
Embraced we become your place of power.
There is no reason for fear, for we are of you,
Deny us and you deny yourself.
We are coming to your midday-heat's eye,
The eye of Pan – see us!
We are the formless things,
You call nightmares,
The dark fear and the demons from ancient times.
You did know us in the oceans,
As you learned to swim and to eat.
The sun concealed us and the moon has veiled us well.
The brighter gods replaced us from your altars.
The dark gods concealed us in the veil of their temples.
The star beings touched us in their awakening-time,
And cried out our call of return to humankind:

We're coming, flesh-children,
Through the gate of midnight,
To the midday flood's mountain, to conscious mind.
Know us, embrace us and be whole !

This is the word of NO*
Speaker for the Forgotten Ones,
Bowstring for Maat's arrow.
In the name of the Law,
The Dance of the Flame
And the Flight of the Hawk, Aumgn.

Do what Thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Love is the Law, Love under Will.

Promised to share a little of my self-approved knowledge with you ... so, here we go  :D . In my introduction I wrote that I've learnt to appreciate the value of the Forgotten Ones (Maat Magick); I've managed to work out a little ritual I do everytime before (and after) I practise operative Magick to effectively change reality in my environment, and decided to share this with you. The Symbol I use is the Unicursal Hexagram to be drawn above my chosen place of working (standing directly before the place where I will be seated), and I begin with vibrating three words out of Nema's "The Forgotten Ones"-Transmission: "HEAROUS ! MERASHOUM! KELATOFAS! The Black Flame Dances - hallowed be Her Name ! Through ..." and then I start to draw the star, beginning with the line from the left side to the upper peak of the Hexagram, the upper peak being Maat herself and the lower one No*. The short descriptions I wrote (in the order of their appearance during the drawing) are copied from the "Dictionary of the Forgotten Ones", but in my eyes the best way is to (carefully!) learn to know these beings your very own way. The more you learn to know about them by yourself, the more effective the concentration on their power and the vibrating of their names will be ... in the end, you should trust your inner guidance more than my words, so I tried to keep all instructions as minimal as possible ;) .

LOROO: the Wanderer, the veil, the mist of obscurity. Also known as the tenuous one, the space between stars, the ever-changing place of the in-between.


MAAT Herself as the Dancing Black Flame; the gate for the Forgotten Ones, from which they all come and to which they return. She is "under the Gods as the ground they can stand on; over the Gods, because she hasn't got any fixated nature; all around the Gods, for only she gives them their function and space to be; beyond the Gods, for she is the soul of all consciousness ...". Check Nema's channelled transmissions for more insight, I only managed to find the German translation in the net (by Jan Fries as a member of the 'Maat-Network'). I'll give you the link at the end of this posting, so you can do a translation yourself, if you like; when I find the time I translate it back to english myself and "edit" it in here ...

NEXHAGUS: A fire being, kindler of the suns. Uncontrolled change. Caprice and whim and unthought. The elder jester, the cruelty of laughter and its balm. He designed the minds of Man and may play the brother of Choronzon. The first and last mask of the dance. He dissents everyone. Invoke him often, lest ye take yourselves too seriously. Invoke him not, lest laughter fly thee to thy doom and death.

MEGOR-MARDUK: Mass and density and weight. The stuff of neutron stars. He pulls and draws into himself. He represents the gravity of the abyss, the dragger down of souls that weigh more than a feather. His final act equates to entropy. The guardian to test the Will, for Will alone can pass beyond his power. Invoke him seldom, then with exquisite care!

NO*: The urge to join, to become pure awareness. No* is the formation of stars. The beginning of the hunger and the end, the one who sets into motion the spinning of the wheel of evolution. The name that withdraws all into the Night of Time. The "*" at the end is a glottal stop, a sudden reflex of breathing-in abruptly stopping the sound of the 'O'. "Speak his name loud in repetition and he'll destroy everything except for pure awareness". I've tested it myself - and it definitely works ...


NAGRIKSHAMEESH: The unbridled one, pure force, the Berserker. He transcends himself, he transcends reason. Shiva and Mars. The lightning bolt. He needs no invocation, he dwells within you. Destroyer of all non-fitting vessels and everything untrue.


In my personal style I use the final "SH" to complete the star by returning back to LOROO as the beginning and final point, then sealing it by forcefully thrusting my hands towards the center and repeating the three words I began with. Afterwards I turn to sit at the chosen place and wait/meditate until I feel that it is done and I can start working.


That should be enough for you to start experimenting for yourself. If ya have any questions, ask me - I know my English is horrible sometimes. Tried to express myself as correct and clear as possible ... these things "came to me" as a means to protect myself from all the shit that bothered me since years, and perhaps it helps some of you, too. Feedback welcome !


I think I don't have to warn you that you should be carful with such kind of beings, but ... now I did  8) . I know, "we're all mad here", but anyway "mad" doesn't mean "stupid"  ;) . Especially when you are too much bothered with the Lovecraftian 'Great Old Ones', the Forgotten Ones can be very helpful. They saved me (more than once) from total "down and out". And showed me how to use much of the shit I was confronted with by others in a positive, constructive way for me and my 'way of life'.


But enough words for now  :P ... sometimes it's hard for me to stop ::) .
I'll add my german version of "The Forgotten Ones" as an attachment to this ... and as I said, when I find the time, I'll replace it by the re-translated English version.


Read Ya  :) !

Chayote.

P.S. Attachments don't work ...

Danke !  :)


Yap, aus Hamburg. Sankt Pauli - dort, wo ein Chaot wie ich sich wohlfühlt  ;) . Red-Light-and-Party-District with many crazy people around. Und keine Sorge wegen deinem Deutsch: Man versteht es sehr gut. Das einzige Problem ist die Grammatik, und die ist selbst für Deutsche manchmal zu schwierig :D . So never mind ...  8) .

... just of the ocean, i meant  ;) .


Hi! I'm Sebastian ("Chayote"), 40 and from Hamburg (Germany) ... far away from the most of you, but actually the DKMU-way and philosophy has been the only one that made me think "THIS is something I comprehend ... this is me !". Don't understand why I didn't find you earlier, I'm stuck in Magick since the End of 1999, and since 2003 it started to fuck up my life completely ... but made it interesting as hell. Could have made it much easier when I had known you earlier ... *sigh* ... As I read about Trigag, it felt fuckin' familiar. And Doombringer saved my ass ... have him around me since then and he helps me to ... let's say "fuck some fucking fuckers who tried to fuck me" :P 8) . So, enough of the word "fuck" for today :D  Doombringer is the only one of the DKMU Godforms I'm in permanent contact with; he brought me 'back in shape' out of Chaos I couldn't cope with anymore ... together with Yog Sothoth and a loud sounding "LORFF"  :o , as a little hint to what bothered me for about 10 years or so. Ellis herself too is in growing contact to me since then (for she is a part of his presence, I suppose). Maat Magick has become another strong influence for me, but practically only the Forgotten Ones have proved to be valid for my path, and in its wholeness Maat Magick seems to be more the 'future thing' - my present now is Chaos, the other side of the coin ... and the one I love more  ;)  .


I think I'll stop writing here for now, else it becomes a novel or something ... I'll try to be here every day, for some (many) reasons I nearly totally boycott Facebook and prefer the classical 'forum-style'. So I'll try to bring some life back here with some insights into my personal Magick ... we'll see if this is interesting for you, I always was a solitary worker with my very own system ... but my instincts tell me: "we're compatible"  8) .


Hope my English is understandable, school's out for a looooong time  ::) . Any questions? Ask! ;)


Looking forward to join you here ... every day once when I'll find the time.


Chayote.