“A Basket of Ribbons,” by Christen Brun (1869) Editorial Note: we are reposting this in response to the recent appeal to authority which has occurred across a certain debate. We see this as a simple error in judgement, and furthermore, not one that needs to be harped upon, being neither harped upon to the appealer […]
From the fiery, gracefully arrogant individuals which make up Ur. One need only read their previous works to plainly see that they are not National Socialists, but ruthlessly goal-driven, and to them, everything is an asset which contributes to one’s power – a practical demonstration of the Black Art.
Frankly, they’re right. It’s not a matter of ‘bending the knee’ and expunging the unpalatable aspects which are at the core of o9a, but asserting why certain elements are there, and how they might be used. o9a without certain ‘dangerous’ elements is hardly o9a, and navigating the Labyrinth is part of the process – a unique experience which, if survived, creates the kind of individual which is armed and equipped to build a legacy which will outlive them for hundreds, if not thousands of years, and become a king who emperors will serve.
The matter is one of identity and standards, and the manner in which o9a is approached by the pursuant.
A lengthy, yet punchy bit of writing from the ever-inspired Ariadne. Contrary to the title, you’ll find neither foliage nor produce here, but instead the impassioned and fiery words which are the lady’s trademark.
Several good points are made therein, including a spot-on rejection of the bizarre notion that only the OGs can change that which is undeniably broken about the Order of Nine Angles. What, then, is meant to happen when they die? Are we meant to just pack it up and call it a day? If that is the case, then it is hardly a tradition, but instead a game or a toy, played with for a few decades and then forgotten about as though one were a bored child.
Fuck that.
I will say the question of ‘liberalism’ is an important one. I have been reflecting on the matter as well, and it’s a discussion which absolutely needs to be had. Of course, I don’t mean the popular definition of ‘liberalism’ as most will understand it these days, but in the sense of what is and isn’t accepted, bearing in mind that without definition of standards, there can be no ‘identity’.
If ever anyone cared at all to follow the goings-on of ye olde Satanic Space Druids, now would be the best time to start paying close attention.
Read the original article while you’re at it. Productive discussions are being had in public view and I would greatly appreciate input from anyone reading my mutterings. I keep comments open because, quite frankly, the discussions are just as good as the original post, if not better.
‘There is a naiveté about anarchists, revolutionaries, and utopian poets which is not found at all among the legislators and Cardinals of the Vatican. No wonder Church and State smile forever and ever with that gay, knowing, Mephistophelian smile!’
– Benjamin De Casseres
The Sinister Tradition is, like many other ‘Satanic’ currents, one of study. Within the material, there are a great many threads to tug, each of which leading to a rabbit hole of obscure and insightful lore. As one delves into the study required to develop anything more than a superficial, alarmist understanding, one invariably encounters the shades of long-dead individuals haunting the yellowed pages of antiquity. Some of these will speak, as though from behind the wall of sleep, to something essential within oneself, their words emanating from a strange beyond and acting as silvered keys which unlock doors within.
Revenant voices mutter in a sepulchral, droning chorus, unique to each pursuant of the Sinister Tradition’s Alchemy.
One will invariably collect the personalities of those people which have inspired them, and these will be synthesised into one’s own being. A personal Communio SanctorumNegris will take shape as one progresses, a gallery from which can be gleaned the ‘soul’ of the individual in question, and what their ultimate Wyrd might be – if it is fulfilled.
One embodies these eclectic influences in a very real sense, as those forms which occupy their thoughts influence material, causal action, as one unconsciously refers to an internal lexicon of responses and behaviours. For example, and using myself as a point of reference, when faced with convoluted, hopelessly entangled matters, I think of it as an incredibly dense – Gordian – knot, and there comes a point where one has spent far too much time on such a knot, the solution being to quite simply cut the fucking thing and be done with it. Naturally, when I do this, I am thinking of past figures and those whose experiences I might tap into, and borrowing the wisdom of those far wiser than I.
The above in mind, it is dismaying to see that many populate their own Black Saints with, quite frankly, unextraordinary losers. Serial killers. Rapists. Delusional tyrants. Those who might have had a very simple, bestial wit about them, but as psychological analysis of many of these would suggest, low impulse control is the norm, and in most cases, these are horribly inept human beings who simply do not have what it takes to build anything lasting, anything worthwhile. The matter is not a moral one, either, but one of ‘you are what you eat’ and much like a diet laden with useless refined sugars and questionable varieties of fats, which only results in catastrophically poor health, a shit mimetic diet of losers and mentally unwell criminals will only result in a synthesis of these – a catastrophically mentally unwell loser.
Contrarily, if one looks to those who have achieved things which have outlived them, and will do so thousands of times over, their results will be the greater. Even to those with ‘evil’ intent, I ask you – why bother with small-time degenerates, when there are those who, by their mastery and application of the Black Arts, have taken over the world, and who have charted its course for centuries to come? I am referring, of course, to the bankers, the clergymen, the intelligence agencies, the kinds of people who play the Star Game every day of their lives and on a global scale, unseen and away from mundane perception – it is they who call the tune to which the world dances!
Again referring to myself, I used to detest such ‘Magian’ elements in my younger, more naive days. I thought them dishonourable vermin who had no place in the coming Aeon. How mistaken I was, as I learned via practical experience that they were no fools, and they were precisely where they ought to be by virtue of their cleverness and skill. Is this not the same cleverness the Tradition sought to impart on me? That of social Alchemy, of the Black Magickian’s sorcerous lies, wicked ‘spells’ which conjured real, tangible action? I deduced that if one had any true Aeonic intent, one absolutely must discard idealistic nonsense and embrace the truth of the world as the ultimate wizards of terrible darkness did and continue to do.
The Sinister Tradition seethes with dark purpose, a vast potential which I taste like an electrical charge in the air every time I hear those chants and look upon those sigils. It breaks my heart to see it squandered on comparatively insignificant pursuits, when the stars themselves are ours for the taking!
Suspended Shibari Associates and extended family in the cast of Nexion of Ur often publish, alongside their copious works reminiscent of Temple of the Vampire, have shared many personal, introspective, and insightful anecdotes on their website. A number of those insights include their own personal relationships with sexual practices in magick. While this is a […]
Given that the Sinister Tradition is a decidedly Scorpionic one, there are elements that occupy the same Acausal region – Black Magick, taboos, sexuality, intrigue, et cetera. These are part of what I’d consider a Scorpionic meta-tradition – the religious practices of those inhabitants of the IX sphere.
Rather more disciplined practices, such as Kinbaku as described in the OP, also speak to the Sinister Tradition’s emphasis on self-mastery. As is a frequently recurring theme on Antithesis, the master feels but is not controlled by what is felt; The master controls the flow of these energies and transmutes them into mindful, productive action in full awareness of consequences. Similarly, in this and other sexual practices, one is always aware.
Where vulnerability is offered, one holds something small and delicate in their hands. They could easily destroy it by closing their hands around it, or they could grasp it carefully, choosing to preserve the frail treasure which is at their mercy. The former is easy and takes no thought, the latter is a supreme exercise in self-mastery.
A close friend gave me some advice recently in a conversation we had regarding the welcome and anticipated return of a mutual friend. It meant a lot to me and the insights gleaned from it have had me thinking a lot today about the nature of Water. What he said was this: “What happens when […]
Causal existence is a grand marketplace of suffering, where life is bought and sold with the golden standard of harm – both physical and non-physical. There is no living thing which can escape this fact. Both the active, conscious forms of animals and men and the inactive, unconscious flora subsist on the products of trauma, and it makes no difference whether they have themselves caused the suffering or, in the case of plants and scavengers, merely pick at the remains.
All life hinges on the often involuntary exchange of discomfort.
Flora and fauna are relatively mindless participants in this exchange, the former thoughtlessly absorbing nutrients from dead and rotting material – often resulting from another exchange – and the latter only instinctively taking part, lacking the ability to engage in any state of mind higher than that of instant gratification and the pursuit thereof. In both instances, the exchange follows a very linear, predictable route, one which will only ever sustain itself, and there will never be potential for anything greater than the gnashing of jaws and the systematic breaking down of rot.
Conscious lifeforms – people – have a unique position and role in this exchange. Whereas the other participants are totally enslaved to their most basic functions, one who is fully aware of causal action-and-reaction is able to firstly avert the suffering deemed ‘needless’ or ‘avoidable’ by way of practical application of Alchemical thinking, and secondly, the suffering they do endure – and inflict – can be steered towards a net gain. All the subtle factors present in an event, which are invisible to those lower organisms incapable of anything more than the most rudimentary neuron activity, can be perceived and manipulated via certain Alchemical processes. One who has played and become intimately familiar with the functions of the Star Game will know this intuitively, and they will be able to plot the course of all things in a similar manner, as they view the world and everything in it as a grand Star Game construct, and if one has any hope of achieving their winning Mira configuration, pieces will be moved accordingly – the Alchemy undertaken mindfully. This is experienced on a personal level, when one suffers according to a strict training regimen in order to achieve fitness goals, or perhaps in a more professional setting, they might understand too well the need to chart routes to increased status and power- sometimes at the expense of their workplace peers. The Black Magickian employs such practical Alchemy, and they alone are left to determine if the end result – the sacrifice – was worthwhile.
Chuntering about suffering aside, it is unfortunately necessary that the above be reduced to the most accessible, digestible form possible, so as to ensure that even the Tradition’s beloved lackwits get the message.
The Satanist/Alchemist/Black Magickian, if they are sincere and legitimate in their personal quest, will be quite the active creature as they pursue goals – both the immediate, personal type and the Aeonic. In going about their work and interacting with others, they will incur some variety of harm, and there is no avoiding this fact. To think otherwise is to also say you can walk through a forest without trampling a single plant or insect – in other words, thinking that one can totally avoid causing any harm whatsoever is beyond delusional. Well-intended and idealistic, certainly, but the sin of self-deception is nevertheless present. It is better to accept what is an inevitable fact of causal existence, and instead of naive pacifism, choosing to harm mindfully, and in full awareness of all the resulting consequences. In this way, no more damage is done than is strictly necessary, and perhaps a greater harm might be averted by controlling the sequence of events. Hardship is, after all, the currency of life, and like actual finances, expenses must be weighed – investments carefully planned – and one must look beyond quarterly reports to determine the best means of allocating their resources, and whether or not the return is sufficient.
All things must endure suffering or inflict it in some way, but the wise know how to make suffering worthwhile. This is a mark of mastery, or at the very least, intimations thereof.
How do I describe a world of ghosts and mystery?Lying snow on the petals of a cold rose. And icy sparks and their cold glitter.In the twilight of the night they are like a reflection of the stars in the sky.In the yearning of my soul I wrote these lines.The soul yearns for the ringing […]
Last week – October 31st to be precise – I worked on a joint post with the illustrious Nameless Therein. While I am certainly and shamelessly wanking off over the prospect, my primary focus is on his words, not my own. Naturally, I am not averse to discussions of morbid nature which plumb the depths of the psyche, and I am not so frail as to lapse into the spectral clutches of conventional morality, but the fact of the matter is that certain attitudes, which have been en vogue for quite some time now, serve little purpose on an Aeonic scale. I absolutely encourage anyone wishing to learn a true Black Art to study 18 and observe how he bent a nation to his will, but there is a marked difference between being the sorcerer and being the ensorcelled. Learning from the fiends of history and applying the lessons thereof is remarkably more productive than simple-minded militancy and extremism.
“Strength: Fire and Sword,” by Jean Delville (1940) This world is inhabited by two types of individuals: winners and losers. The losers have always been in the majority, while the winners are in the painful, near-embarrassing minority. Philosophy is essentially useless when the appraisals are done. There is no serious consideration afforded to one’s avowed […]
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