🫀SYNOPSIS🌪️
Alors que le système patriarcal et colonial prospère, ses opprimé•es décident de RENVERSER SON POUVOIR !
La PEUR a changé de camp !
Désormais, leurs anciens oppresseurs prennent leurs jambes à leur cou; face aux MONSTRES qu'ils ont créés...
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DJ Set Narratif d'Épouvante par Cinémachine pour l'événement Extra-Texturæ du Collectif Bizær. 16 Septembre 2024
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TROISIEME PARTIE du premier LIVE de "Métamorphose Épouvantable".

Métamorphose Epouvantable

II: Appel à l'Alchimie

Dizzy (oxyhiiii) ##occultism

Lyrics:

Seems I've fallen down again
in the darkest of pits of hell.
I find myself as always all on my own
while trying to figure out.

Can someone explain to me
how could I end up right here?
This agony is sprouting out of my throat.
It grows upon my tongue

I'm shouting, imploring, trying to tear off my skin;
underneath, where the blood lives.
Just know when it happens, death won't make any difference;
there's no way out of this torment.

'Cause I got stuck in Abaddon,
agonizing down on the floor.
Must find a way out, out of Abaddon.

Tell me: What is it that I am supposed to do?
How can I mend all my wounds?
How can I get through Abaddon?

All I fear, my sins, desires;
these demons stomp upon them.
Maggots nurture over the rests 
of this scattered brain that's rotting.

The end is coming faster,
the end of me and all things
I've felt and lived...

'Cause I got stuck in Abaddon,
agonizing down on the floor.
I will rot in Abaddon!

This pain inside in my bowels.
Hemorrhage within my lungs.
The locusts dancing, fluttering all around;
their eyes glow throughout the hall.

Don't you wonder how it is,
the eternal rest of sweet death?
it seems I've sold too many fragments of my soul;
just don't care anymore.

I'm shouting, imploring, trying to tear off my skin;
underneath, where the blood lives.
Just know when it happens, death won't make any difference;
there's no way out of this torment.

'Cause I got stuck in Abaddon,
agonizing down on the floor.
Must find a way out, out of Abaddon.

Tell me: What is it that I am supposed to do?
How can I mend all my wounds?
How can I get through Abaddon?

All I fear, my sins, desires;
these demons stomp upon them.
Maggots nurture over the rests 
of this scattered brain that's rotting.

The end is coming faster,
the end of me and all things
I've felt and lived...

'Cause I got stuck in Abaddon,
agonizing down on the floor.
Beware of the curse, curse of Abaddon.

There is no way out of Abaddon,
there's never been all along.
I will rot in Abaddon!

Get Through Abaddon (Demo I)

ket.com - arizona [prod. ket.com + qwerty]

Death Clock

Lyrics:

The moonlight's reflected by the sea;
you hold my hand.
Traces of what I've craved
slowly fading, my heart feels at peace.

Death, come now. Embrace me with your arms
and I'll sense the warmth
while submerging under
the depths of these hot boiling waters.

This world's infested with wicked beings
and I can't help but think that I'm their father.
Fooling around, feasting on the things
that would make me feel my heart...

Kiss me hard; don't let me even talk.
And let's laugh
for what we cannot be
while we dream of what we could have reached.

Tell me how is life worth all these tears
we shed for love.
They won't come anymore;
another shade and another reason.

'Cause I'll love you forever even if
my soul's burned away. It doesn't matter.
But I'm way happier in this dark place,
in this inmense sea: depths of Sheol.

Falling into this pit of madness;
disappointed for how it's turning.
Wallowing in brimstone beds;
slowly settling for what's left.

These pure souls still hold onto ashes,
as if they knew which deeds are after.
Blood is spilling, realm unveiling.
Depths of Sheol.

Death, come now...
Embrace me with your arms.

Depths Of Sheol (Demo I)

Record Feb. 2024.
Written/Arranged by the ☠️Ghost & Gringo ☠️🧛🏻🧟‍♂️🦅🐺
Produced by the Ghost.
Lil off kilter towards end but whatev

Sylvania

Lone Wolf

My guest this month is Dr. Joel Bordeaux.

Joel is a specialist in South Asian religions with a PhD from Columbia University (2015). He has published on East Indian Śākta traditions, early modern Hindu statecraft, Nath Yogi literature from Bengal, and Tibetan Buddhism in Anglophone popular culture. He is a Research Fellow at the International Institute for Asian Studies in Leiden, The Netherlands,  and a member of the research group Body and Embodiment in the Middle Bengali Imaginary based at Jagiellonian University in Krakow, Poland.

As Zeena Schreck, the famous daughter of Anton LaVey of the Church of Satan, was recently interviewed by Jordan Peterson, I immediately thought of Joel and a presentation he gave three years ago about Zeena and her then-husband Nikolas as they relate to Tibetan Buddhism, Tantra and Left-Hand Path practices. I asked Joel if he’d like to re-visit this topic and to flesh it out, further expanding on this, in light of the recent media attention that Zeena has had. He graciously agreed.

In this discussion, Joel first gives a background of Anton LaVey & the environment of the Church of Satan wherein Zeena grew up, leading to Zeena taking the role of spokesperson for the Church during the Satanic Panic years, and then the circumstances that led to Zeena leaving the Church to forge her own path.

This takes us to other projects that Zeena and Nikolas were involved in, such as Radio Werewolf and the Temple of Set, their break from that group to form their own group called the Sethian Liberation Movement or ‘The Storm’.  Joel discusses in more detail the concepts of tantra and left-hand path traditions that are used in their practices and beliefs. Another important factor that is discussed is the role of Traditionalism within all of Zeena’s work.

In closing we discuss our takeaways from Zeena’s interview with Jordan Peterson. I hope you enjoy this conversation!

This content is educational in nature. Copyright Disclaimer under section 107 of the Copyright Act of 1976, allowance is made for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, education and research.

Please visit www.rejectedreligion.com for program notes.

All Music & First Edit: Daniel P. Shea
End Production: Stephanie Shea

RR Pod E32 Free Dr. Joel Bordeaux: Zeena's 'Left-Hand' Path from Satanism to Buddhism

ihyvon!! - stash [prod. qwerty]

The silence broke, and in the moment the essence discarded its remnant, being floated, doomed to dissolve in the very movement that created it.

Inexistential

... And Darkness Whispered To The Empty, Light Began Its Fragile Existence

DIRTY PHRAME - OCCULTISM THEORY

It is a reflection on chaos as the origin of everything. There is no intention or purpose, only collision and fragmentation. Form briefly emerges, marked by its fragility and destined to collapse. Chaos is the primordial architect, indifferent to human illusions of order or control.

Fragments Forged In Chaos: The First Architect

The singularity is the apex of cosmic conflict, where chaos and order merge to tear the nonexistent into fragile forms. All creation is violence against the void, a fleeting illusion that inevitably returns to the abyss. Light and narratives are insignificant fragments before the only absolute truth: darkness and the void, eternal and inexorable.

The Singularity Holds No Mercy, Where Chaos and Order Intertwine To Tear The Nonexistent Into Fragile Echoes of Form

The Singularity Holds No Mercy, Where Chaos and Order Intertwine To Tear The Nonexistent...

Behold the heart of time,
The sun falters,
The fire that awakens today
Will one day be ash in the vast expanse.
In the symmetry of the shortest day,
I see the reflection of a dark abyss.

Even in its rebirth,
After the solstice, it remains mortal.
The fire returns, but never eternal,
Does it burn for us, or against us?
Merely a fragment,
A reminder of a universe
Indifferent to human suffering.

Bound by insignificance,
In the geometry that governs the cosmos,
There is no beginning, there is no end.
But the night does not hear prayers;
It knows we are cosmic dust.

The god who is born bleeds in the dawn,
Between choices and sacrifices,
We forge our destiny.
The cosmos operates in precise patterns,
Yet devoid of meaning or purpose.

The human microcosm reflects the macrocosm,
And all returns to the silence of the whole.
In the heart of nothingness, truth resides.
All things are born from what does not exist,
And all returns to the silence of the whole.

The Geometry of Chaos Finds Symmetry in The Winter Solstice

"Prick your finger it is done
 The moon has now eclipsed the sun
 Angel has spread his wings
 The time has come for bitter things"

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The First of 4 brand new Incantations, written and Recorded in late 2024 early 25.

Talos Automaton

The Second of 4 brand new Incantations,written and Recorded in late 2024 early 25.

Fustuarium Degeneratum

The Third of 4 brand new Incantations, written and Recorded in late 2024 early 25

Der Titanen Thron Und 7 Kelche

The Last of 4 brand new Incantations, written and Recorded in late 2024 early 25.

Jupiter Ulthor

On account of you, I was cast out from heaven.

Here, the primordial truth reigns sovereign, dismantling the frail architecture of human narratives.

It is not a band. It is not art. It is not entertainment. It is a fragment of primordial darkness, an extension of the void materialized in time and space to convey the absolute truth.

📜Histoires des HORREURS sur Terre🌍
🎤enregistements de mes LIVES

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