GHASTLY SPECTRES COMING FORTH BY NIGHT

Conceptual distortion is a mechanism often utilized in LHP praxis as well as in religion in general whatever its touted morality or lack thereof. Engaging in arcana - the worship of demons and demigods, divinities and devils in the form of idols or icons (shorthandedly referred to as “deity worship” in some New Religious Movements) can be classified thusly. As one looks and meditates on the face, limbs and posture of an idol while making offerings before it, waving a lamp of fire, anointing with water and ungents day after day, year after year, one begins mirroring the deity. Similarly to the example of if one looked into a mirror and instead of vision of the physical body saw something altogether alien reflecting back, as one stares upon the face of the deity in the context of worship one’s own self-concept begins to conform to that which is the object of worship and veneration. No longer separated as the supplicant so venerating and the target of veneration one reaches a state of unity.

Not her alone but yourself who stands fanged with red tongue protruding, the khadag of sacrifice raised aloft in a sky where vultures circle above in carrion thirst for the dead which litter the ground beneath - not her but you whose neck the hue of midnight is encircled with a garland of skulls, you who ride upon the corpse vahana through time and space from before the world was conceived to the destructive flames of universal dissolution that will destroy all at the end of days. No longer simply “self-concept as an accomplice of evil” but rather the source of all evil itself.

Amidst secular contemporary society there is at present a great amount of hand-wringing over the quantum increases in technology and AI specifically. In tandem with the elation of technological revolution lies the dread omens which accompany revolutions of any sort as the finite mind of man looks into the future abyss encapsulating an infinity of possible outcomes.

Only a few short decades ago there was still much cautionary polemic concerning innovations we now take for granted such as television, often coming from traditional circles who (rightly so) realized the potential for such technology to bring about a separation from “concrete reality” and its consequential utilization in implanting insidious mind viruses that could ultimately poison the waters of a hitherto tranquil and homogenous collective existence.

Violence and transgression, the enticing and sometimes obscene choreography of eros and the equally alluring and potentially catastrophic tandava dance of pain and lethality are the two infernal horns which, thrust up from the earth into the firmament, cause even the denizens of the heavens to weep. Curated, brief and censored glimpses into an arena of bombs and bloodshed, horror and death during American operations in Vietnam and Cambodia destabilized the minds and from there the social equilibrium of those on the homefront, though separated by thousands of miles from the action. Secrets hitherto clandestine and only carried in the memories of those who had seen combat personally were now revealed to all and thrust upon the social consciousness of a people unable to process the grisly brutality that such vistas afford. With the granite foundation of society beginning to soften and opportunities for havoc now presented the enemies of the state entered in - foreign actors who via hook or crook would erode old social orders and create a dissonance that still reverberates to this day through the infiltration of beliefs, concepts and ideologies that are specifically designed to harm.

Fast forward several decades further and as the dust from the WTC attacks had yet to settle the beginning of the war on terror with all that would and still entails. “Terror met by greater terror” but most importantly the term alone injected, emphasized and hammered into the citizenry again and again and again like some hideous mantra: terror as the axis upon which spins the universe, terror the designator which describes a thing, a place, a person - a concept, an aesthetic. All that is threat and bringing upon it like the four horsemen of the Apocalypse or the horrible smoke of universal material destruction - threat compounded upon threat.

A person visits a newstand on the streets of a major metropolitan city or at the soda counter in rural America and sees images on the glossy special report magazines churned out in vast quantities with regular superceding editions - men in orange jumpsuits, faces obscured by black capture hoods, goggles and shackled with gleaming steel restraints. These the enemy, trussed up for their own safety but also for our own security. Thus with a slight diversion in import mechanisms once relegated to the black world were let loose in stark visual relief into the collective consciousness. “The gloves are off” - the ghastly spectres of intelligence “coming forth by night” into every town and village.

Once so immediate and so pressing in the public consciousness, these events are now decades past – many who experienced them now gone and many reading these words today not yet alive to see them. The revelations of television and print journalism who “brought the war home” in a fashion once unprecedented has brought us to now – a time where most individuals in the developed world technically exist as cyborgs due to afforded technological advancement. In this, levels for extreme distortion of self-concept exist and are bearing fruit – from popular focus on transhumanism, alternate sexuality, identity shifts and more. Images of violence are easily had as butchery and mayhem are broadcast from the ground to anyone who cares to look and, like bloodthirsty dakinis serviceable to the black goddess of destruction, politicians and pundits gleefully embrace the commodification of civilian causalties and child death with full force.

Staring into the abyss allows all the entities within that hideous backwards darkness to stare back and through contagion and spiritual reciprocation one ultimately begins to be changed even if the effort leveraged is slight or approached with the determination of a seasoned fanatic.

For adepts of the black arts, for the intergenerational Satanists who possess within themselves the blood of that old dragon “thrown to earth” now reincarnate in the DNA and RNA strands of that most secret and hidden strata walking upon the earth and also for those who follow that other sideward and unclean path inviting possession by the undead – hostile intelligences from an age gone by – such brutal change is understood. Yet so let it be emphasized and emphasized beyond any shadow of a doubt that the distortion of self-concept which you understand on a singular level or within the close confines of clandestine cells amongst fellow-travelers of the night breed is now occurring on a worldwide scope and though the destination may be different certain of the mechanisms utilized - the same.

Dark mothers horrifying in their countenance, cruel and wicked in their intent once accessed only by black pilgrimage to hidden shrines in remote wilderness or through secret interdimensional portals through methods most occult now cast their withering gaze upon all humanity from vantage points in hideous Astral Sky – all shall be disciplined, all subject to their horrifying will. None shall deny them. Dark forces ungovernable cannot be governed. No spell will keep them out. “Every knee shall bow, every tongue confess” in the series of events leading irrevocably toward the Final Harvest.