all hail Lucifer, light bearer

Music: Electric Hellfire Club: Electronomicon Having taken the oath of Ipsissimus some years ago, I am not at liberty to disclose a number of secrets, although I admit no one would be too upset about the truth in these cynical times. Like love, the date is just a number. From the preterist vantage, presumably it was a magical sigil of Nero, for we have learned St. John of Patmos had opened the sixth seal of Enoch with the wrong call (atleast if Sir John Dee and his faithful Kelley are to be trusted). Nevertheless, six months ago she was chosen and marked and told (presumably by Asmodeus, a fallen angel, now the poster boy of wrath) unto her a “demon seed” would be born. Since Dee's language of Angels has been perfected (our thanks to Levi and Crowley), the proper calls have been made and the seals have been opened, the consequence of which many occultists believe was the Second World War. The ascent of the United States as the world hegemon (and the evils done in the name of "freedom," which we all know is economic liberty for a few, the New Libertarianism or "neoliberalism" if you want) is an unmistakable index of the rearrival of a certain, strange temporal field.

What is more important than the number is the day of the week; as Einstein and his ilk knew, the mathematics of physics should be reconceived in terms of fields; analogously, the “mark of the Beast” should really be understood as the moment of the beast, which is why it is not so much Nero's number as it was his station or emplacement in a certain temporal field. The number is overdetermined only during certain periods of time and symbolic convergences (that is, when mathematically mapable moments in time and the symbolic interpenetrate, Crowley showed us in his many commentaries on The Book of the Law). Lacanian psychoanalysis has a similar concept derived from set theory and associative technique: the "button tie." Scottish Rite masonry falls short on this count: when the divine name of the coming god is revealed in the thirty third degree, the corresponding time was deliberately repressed (it was a conspiracy wrought by Albert Pike, fearful that he would live to see the time; he didn't, of course).

So, we should reckon with the fact that the End of Days begins on a day, not so much a number (that number is merely a signifier; it could have been 678). Gabriel is the host who ministers and messages on Mondays (which is why Shamain “rules” first heaven on Mondays as well). Tuesdays are the province of Camael (Macon is the heavenly mirror), a do-er, not a thinker, and basically cleans the heavenly house. Eyes averted, Francis Barrett reported in cipher that Ophis and the Spirit of the Antichrist (with the protection of Astaroth and Mammon) are able to penetrate the secular sphere and work some influence. Today is one of those days, as was April 10, 1904 and April 30, 1969 (for information on the latter, read about the Eagle's strangely successful and foreboading album, Hotel California).

The truth of the revelation--which, I would underscore, is widely known and felt but dismissed as "superstition"--is vouchsafed by the fact that today is a Tuesday. What to read more? I recommend the teachings of Michael A. Aquino and The Temple of Set, as well as the writings of Stephen E. Flowers. Yankee Rose!