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by Michael A Aquino


  and who look upon the Earth with clearness

  of sight: Arise in your glory, behold the

  genius of your creation, and be prideful of

  being, for I am the same - I who am the

  Highest of Life.

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  The Sixteenth Part

  Ils viuialprt Salman balt ds acroodzi

  busd od bliorax balit dsinsi caosg

  lusdan Emod dsom od tliob drilpa geh

  yls Madzilodarp ZACAR od ZAMRAN odo

  cicle qaa zorge Lap zirdo Noco MAD

  hoath Iaida.

  O initiates who now enter this Temple of

  perfection, who shall come into being in

  glory and who shall proclaim perfection,

  who shall look upon the Earth and

  Understand its creatures: You shall be as I

  who am the Overpowering One. Arise in

  your glory, behold the genius of your

  creation, and be prideful of being, for I am

  the same - I who am the Highest of Life.

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  The Seventeenth Part

  Ils dialprt soba vpaah chis nanba zixlay

  dodsih odbrint Taxs hubaro tastax ylsi,

  sobaiad Ivonpovnph Aldon daxil od

  toatar: ZACAR od ZAMRAN odo cicle qaa,

  zorge lap zirdo Noco MAD hoath Iaida.

  O aspirants to come, who shall bear the

  Flame and wield the Powers of Darkness in

  the name of my vengeance, awaken and

  hear: Arise in your glory, behold the genius

  of your creation, and be prideful of being,

  for I am the same - I who am the Highest of

  Life.

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  The Eighteenth Part

  Ils Micaolz Olpirt ialprg Bliors ds odo

  Busdir oiad ouoars caosgo Casarmg

  Laiad eran brints cafafam ds ivmd aqlo

  adohi MOZ od maoffas Bolp Comobliort

  pambt ZACAR od ZAMRAN odo cicle qaa,

  zorge Lap zirdo Noco MAD Hoath Iaida.

  O thou mighty light and burning flame of

  comfort that brings the Majesty of Set to

  the Earth; in which the secrets of the

  principles of perfection reside; whose name

  is that of a stone ever sought, never found,

  save through the Gate of Darkness: Arise in

  your glory, behold the genius of your

  creation, and be prideful of being, for I am

  the same - I who am the Highest of Life.

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  The Nineteenth Part

  Madriax dspraf [___] chis Micaolz

  Saanir Caosgo odfisis balzizras Iaida

  nonca gohulim Micma adoian MAD Iaod

  bliorb

  Sabaooaona

  chis

  Luciftias

  peripsol ds abraasa noncf netaaib

  Caosgi od tilb adphaht damploz tooat

  noncf gmicalzoma lrasd tofglo marb

  yarry IDOIGO od torzulp iaodaf gohol

  Caosga tabaord saanir od Christeos

  yrpoil tiobl Busdirtilb noaln paid orsba

  od dodrmni zylna Elzaptilb parmgi

  peripsax od ta Qurlst booapiS Lnibm ov

  cho symp, od Christeos Agtoltorn mirc Q

  tiobl Lel Ton paombd dilzmo aspian, Od

  Christeos Agltortorn parach asymp,

  Cordziz dodpal fifalz lsmnad, Od fargt

  bams omaoas, Conisbra od auauox tonug

  Orscatbl noafmi tabges Leuithmong

  vnchi

  omptilb ors

  Bagle Moooah

  olcordziz Lcapimao ixomaxip odcacocasb

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  gosaa Baglen pii tianta ababalond

  odfaorgt telocvovim Madriiax torzu

  Oadriax orocha aboapri Tabaori priaz

  artabas Adrpan corsta dobix. Yolcam

  priazi arcoazior Odquasbqting Ripir

  paaoxt sagacor Vml od prdzar cacrg

  Aoiveae cormpt TORZU ZACAR od ZAMRAN

  aspt sibsi butmona ds Surzas tia baltan:

  Odo cicle qaa: od Ozazma plapli

  Iadnamad.

  The AEthyrs of the Nineteenth Part

  30 - TEX 29 - RII 28 - BAG

  27 - ZAA 26 - DES 25 - VTI

  24 -

  NIA 23 - TOR 22 - LIN

  21 -

  ASP 20 - KHR 19 - POP

  18 -

  ZEN 17 - TAN 16 - LEA

  15 -

  OXO 14 - VTA 13 - ZIM

  12 -

  LOE 11 -

  ICH 10 - ZAX

  9 -

  ZIP 8 - ZID 7 - DEO

  6 -

  MAZ 5 -

  LIT 4 - PAZ

  3 -

  ZOM 2 - ARN 1 -

  LIL

  O vision of the [# AEthyr], whose power is

  upon the Earth and reflects a perfection of

  the Highest of Life: I summon you that I may

  see with the eyes of Set your creator, the

  Eyes of Starlight. He it was who conceived

  you for an Understanding of the Universe,

  to make all things of which you partake

  intelligible; as against the aimlessness of the

  nature of lower existence. The Earth is but

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  a part of this nature: Its course is without

  purpose; its creatures ever change. Even

  those of the second ordering of nature are

  confused and aimless; they have forgotten

  their past, and their greatest works are

  defaced and destroyed, finally to become

  dwellings for the beasts of the first ordering.

  Why? The second ordering was mere

  accident of chance. For a moment the Earth

  becomes conscious, then it becomes

  forgetful and savage, and finally it shall be a

  land of death. O vision, appear! Manifest the

  existence which partakes of you. Create

  that which is newly of you; abandon that

  which turns away from you; strengthen that

  which increases of you; and destroy that

  which knows not of you. Let nothing of

  nature escape your touch; enter and depart

  throughout the farthest reaches of the

  Universe. Arise in your glory and honor the

  Word of Set, which he has spoken to us in

  his perfection. Behold the genius of your

  creation, and let us partake of undefiled

  wisdom.

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  V

  Yankee Rose

  Gloria Tenebrarum

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  17: City of Dreadful Night

  A. Hotel California

  Inside of seventy years ago some writers

  hatched a revisionist notion that, contrary to

  commonly-held gospel, America was the wrong

  place at the wrong time, led by the wrong leaders,

  feeding a wronged population a line of jive that

  sounded good but had to go wrong because the

  entire American venture was a freak curve ball

  arcing the wrong way; gathering power and

  veering out of control, held temporarily aloft by a

  pervasive corruption intrinsic to its momentum,

  but bound to hit the gutter anyway. 152

  If Satanism were going to materialize on Earth,

  it would be in San Francisco.

  America’s other cities, towns, locales are

  celebrated for a a colorful palette of prideful

  peculiarities, from Boston’s colonial quaintness to

  Cincinnati’s zoo, Denver’s omelettes to Miami’s

  vices, Seattle’s needle to Chicago’s typ
ewriter.

  In this country everything seems somehow to

  know and find its place. Disneyland basks in

  Anaheim; it wouldn’t fit in Idaho or Vermont.

  Country music music grows Gracefully in Memphis.

  152 Ellroy, James, Fallen Angels. New York: Grove Press, 1993.

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  But then there is the other place, that William

  Burroughs once glimpsed while in the merciless grip

  of a narcotic nightmare:

  America is not a young land: it is old and

  dirty and evil before the settlers, before the

  Indians. The evil is there waiting. 153

  H.P. Lovecraft thought he had localized this in

  “His Lawful Majesty’s Province of Massachusetts-

  Bay”, where it seemed that you couldn’t go anywhere

  without tripping over an Arkham or Dunwich. 154

  But with more than a few suppressed shudders,

  I maintain that it is in California, not New England,

  where Nameless Rites and Unspeakable Orgies

  abound most lasciviously and luxuriantly.

  Germany’s Walpurgis-haunted Brocken pales

  before California’s Mount Shasta, spaceport for

  saucers and licentious lair of Lemurians. 155

  No one has ever survived a midnight swim in

  the gilded grotesqueness of Hearst Castle’s enclosed

  pool, 156 and one of the historic Spanish Missions had

  to be abandoned and rebuilt elsewhere because of

  the horrors which so cursed it that its founding

  153 Burroughs, William S., Naked Lunch. New York: Grove

  Press, 1959.

  154 Indeed I found myself agreeing with HPL after rashly

  agreeing to a series of four lectures at the Order of Dagon Hall

  in Innsmouth, as recounted in IlluminAnX (2017), from which

  I barely escaped with my life and sanity. Perhaps not the latter.

  155 Cf. M. Aquino. “Nameless Rites at Bunny Flat”. The Temple

  of Set. San Francisco: Barony of Rachane, 2016; also Chapter

  #17, Ghost Rides, SF: BoR,2018.

  156 Ghost Rides, op.cit. , Chapter #12.

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  Father’s body had to be cut in half and buried in far-

  distant graves. 157

  Lovecraft’s malevolent Mountains of Madness

  are fictional, but according to the Hopi Indians, a

  primeval subterranean civilization of lizard-people

  exists in a cyclopean city beneath Los Angeles,

  centered below Dodger Stadium. These saurians are

  not noted for their hospitality: In 1934 mining

  engineer W. Warren Shufelt began an excavation

  below Chavez Ravine and disappeared without a

  trace. 158

  Even fabled Disneyland isn’t immune. When in

  the early 1960s Walt purchased the antebellum

  Gracey manor in New Orleans and brought it back

  to become the “Haunted Mansion”, more than a few

  real ghosts apparently came along with it. 159

  Worse still, when in 1993 Disney and AT&T

  acquired the ruins of an ancient temple in India and

  rebuilt it in the Park, many visitors who entered it

  were never seen again. 160

  But if California seethes with supernatural

  scares, the epicenter of Eek! is San Francisco, in

  which being destroyed by earthquake and fire in

  1906 was merely one incident in a perilous parade of

  perfidy.

  The future city was cursed by its original

  Indian inhabitants when the Spanish slaughtered

  157 Ibid., “Grail Mission”.

  158 Bosquet, Jean, Los Angeles Times, January 29, 1934.

  159 Aquino, Michael, Ode to Esmé: Memoirs of Captain Nemo.

  San Francisco: Barony of Rachane, 2017.

  160 Ghost Rides, op. cit., Chapter #14. Disney finally alleviated

  most of the danger by hiring a retired archæologist to supervise

  visitors to the Temple of Mara. Most now make it through.

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  them in the name of El, the result being a Mission

  almost as lethal as the abandoned one at Point

  Conception; so much catastrophe blighted this one

  that it was named “Dolores”.

  San Francisco emerged as more cemetery than

  city, with Russian Hill so-named because of the

  burials beneath its residences. What is today the

  Financial District is one of the world’s largest

  graveyard of sunken ships, abandoned there in the

  Gold Rush of 1849. New office buildings’

  excavations regularly encounter spectral ships in

  their basements.

  B. The Black House

  There was a house in the great Metropolis

  which was older than the town. Many said that it

  was older, even, than the cathedral, and, before the

  Archangel Michael raised his voice as advocate in

  the conflict for God, the house stood there in its

  evil gloom, defying the cathedral from out its dull

  eyes. It had lived through the time of smoke and

  soot. Every year which passed over the city seemed

  to creep, when dying, into this house, so that, at

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  last it was a cemetery - a coffin, filled with dead

  tens of years.

  Set into the black wood of the door stood,

  copper-red, mysterious, the seal of Satan, the

  pentagram.

  It was said that a magician, who came from

  the East (and in the track of whom the plague

  wandered), had built the house in seven nights.

  But the masons and carpenters of the town

  did not know who had mortared the bricks, nor

  who had erected the roof. No foreman’s speech

  and no ribboned nosegay had hallowed the

  Builder’s Feast after the pious custom.

  The chronicles of the town held no record of

  when the magician died, nor of how he died.

  One day it occurred to the citizens as odd

  that the red shoes of the magician had so long

  shunned the abominable plaster of the town.

  Entrance was forced into the house and not

  a living soul was found inside. But the rooms,

  which received, neither by day nor by night, a ray

  from the great lights of the sky, seemed to be

  waiting for their master, sunken in sleep.

  Parchments and folios lay about, open,

  under a covering of dust, like silver-grey velvet.

  Set in all the doors stood, copper-red,

  mysterious, the seal of Satan, the pentagram. 161

  San Francisco’s Richmond District is “way out

  there”, sitting next to the Pacific Ocean, nestled

  between the Presidio to the north and Golden Gate

  Park to the south. In contrast to the city’s various

  “spectacular” neighborhoods, the Richmond is

  placid and peaceful: trim and tidy residences with a

  Russian émigré accent of golden-turnip-topped

  Eastern Orthodox churches. Until 1966 Richmond’s

  only claim to weirdness was its “Land’s End”

  161 von Harbour, Thea, Metropolis. New York: Ace Books, 1927,

  page #47. [The following year this book was made into the

  classic movie by Thera’s husband Fritz Lang. The inverse

  pentagram also famously appeared in Rotwang’s laboratory

  behind his robotrix Parody as she is brought to life.

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  wilderness
of craggy sea-cliffs, where 19th-Century

  Comstock Lode millionaire & San Francisco Mayor

  Adolph Sutro had built his fairytale Cliff House

  restaurant and adjoining “Sutro Baths” swimming

  palace.

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  Anton’s parents had moved out of 6114

  California Street in the 1950s, and in 1971 they

  formally deeded the house - now wearing its famous

  black paint, to their son and his wife Diane. 162

  Before starting the Church of Satan, Anton held

  musical court as organist of the nearby Lost

  Weekend Nightclub. Decades later, when the club

  and its Wurlitzer had given way to a restaurant,

  nostalgic patrons would point out the ghostly

  ceiling-relief of the organ dais, and regale

  companions with I-knew-him-when-he-had-hair

  162 6114 California Street Grant Deed, Michael J. Levey and

  Gertrude A. Levey, July 9, 1971.

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  anecdotes. Some might even recall Anton’s signature

  finale, the love-song “Yankee Rose”. 163

  Otherwise, until Satan inaugurated his Earthly

  embassy at 6114, the LaVeys were just like any other

  respectable family with two daughters and a lion. 164

  But once they started a church that didn’t

  sport a turnip-top, other Richmonders weren’t quite

  so sure. Remarked one lady neighbor in the 1969

  documentary film Satanis:

  Actually I don’t know what kind of man he

  is. His appearance is very nice. He makes a very

  good impression. He has a very soft voice, and he

  talks so smooth, so pleasant. As soon as you meet

  him, you think he is a very, very nice man.

  But there is definitely something going

  wrong over there. I just have a feeling I can’t

  trust him.

  There are women there who are without

  clothes - naked. And the men wear a - a kind of

  black hooded robe.

  And sometimes from my window I can see a

  kind of red light and silhouettes like devils. And

  one silhouette, a big one - maybe it’s him,

  standing over the whole crowd and preaching.

  A comprehensive 6114 tour is beyond the scope

  of this book; for that see my The Church of Satan.

  Here some vignettes may suffice:

  Past the front door visitors would need to

  negotiate a black hallway guarded by a sentry-

  163 This same “signature” appeared mysteriously as the “finalé”

  of the original Satanic Bible, with Satanists worldwide puzzling

  over its esotericism as a Barbarous Evocation.

 

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