The American people really need other shit to do in their lives. The social programming of this country is revolting. Most every American needs something to feel bad or guilty about these days. Thankfully the media is there to give that fix in whatever form possible. Whether is it the Haitians, a group of school children get mowed down by a gunman, environmental causes, whatever. As long as the American people can feel guilty about something or feel some socially programmed grief, their little lives are complete. But, that is only half of the all important equation. To complete the cycle after a certain amount of guilt or grief over events that do not affect our lives in the slightest way takes place we need to feel better about ourselves. The rollercoaster ride isn’t complete unless we can come back up again and get ready for the next drop. So to complete the other half of this ride and come back up, Americans are told who to give money to so they can feel better about themselves again. By giving money to various organizations and causes these jackasses can move on with their lives and feel a little better about themselves because “they helped out”.

So to start off the Feelgoodathon, Michelle Obama gets her TV time in by using tax payer dollars to get her own commercial then asks tax paying Americans to send $10 to the Red Cross. Yeah, like we all have cash just growing out of our asses. Not only did we just pay for her fucking commercial, we now need to send 10 of our hard earned dollars to a country that was a shithole to begin with. Then of course there was that ridiculous celebrity TV marathon where Hollywood’s best is there to make sure that those of us who still aren’t convinced soon will be. Hell, call in and maybe you can talk to Steven Spielberg! Ooooh, I am about to wet myself with joy.

I briefly saw a few minutes of this crap and was able to catch Beyonce singing some shit about how she can see Haiti’s halo. Um, are you fucking serious? Haiti with a halo?! HA! It becomes quite obvious that none of these morons know anything at all about the history of Haiti and I can bet they are all pretty damn glad they never have to go to that forsaken little shithole.

On the same note, where the fuck was everyone when Haiti was screaming for help years ago? Again, does anyone know the history of this country and the shit they have had to deal with for years and years? Where were all the bleeding hearts then? That country has been fucked for a long time and only now that a few buildings were knocked down do people even notice and pretend to care. And believe me, they will care only as long as it takes for CNN to tell everyone what the next big thing.. er, tragedy is.

Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad if these people actually deserved help. Seems to be how people like this work though. Tragedy strikes and what do they do? Go on a looting spree! This aspect isn’t being talked about that much though because you can’t very well feel sorry for those who, after such a tragic event, decide the best thing to do is walk around the streets wielding machetes, committing acts of violence, murder, rape and decide to loot anything they can find. Those poor, poor Haitians. Personally I think we should encourage this. Instead of dropping food or sending money we should instead send ammunition, machetes and maybe a few hand grenades. Let them wipe each other out and finish it. Will save us money in the long run.

I suppose some good will come out of all this. Americans will lose some money and resources, the rest of the world will still hate us and condemn us for trying to help (heh, France is already up in arms about this), and Madonna and Angelina Jolie will get to adopt a few more 3rd world babies to add to their collections.

In closing… fuck Haiti.

However, there are times when we can pass each other by and each will gain something from the experience. There are even times when some of us will befriend a member or two from the other side. It’s really not that unheard of, though some of our peers will question our judgement/sanity and more than a few eyebrows will be raised. But to work together? A magician of light together with a black magician? Some would surely say that is unheard of! I suppose that to has happened as there are a few of us who are to a bit more crazy than the rest. Just imagine it; working together for a common goal. Seems like a swell idea and is exactly what I am purposing now!

Black Magicians hear me! White Magicians hear me! You fence sitting, magick has no color, everything is grey hippy bastards hear me! I am beyond pissed off and I call for us all to unite, now, under one banner and one cause. So turn off the MTV. Forget the BS that is going on with the middle east. Forget about what Kanye did to Taylor Swift. Forget Bush vs Obama. Pay no heed to the whiney liberal hippy groups or to the gun toting right wing nuts. Well, on second thought you might wanna pay attention to the gun toting fellas. Listen, I personally don’t give a rat’s ass about what is going on in this world anyway. Too much shit occurs on a daily basis for me to care. If a terrorist blows up something and kills off a few people… eh, who gives a shit. Didn’t know them anyway. In my world they didn’t exist 5 minutes before I turned on the news and apparently they don’t exist now, so what’s the loss to me? That goddamn Kanye though… fucking gay fish.

So what exactly is pissing me off? What tragic event has occurred that has managed to get a reaction out of me when even the death of hundreds of innocent people fail to elicit a single emotional response other than laughter? The event I speak of is so evil, so wretched that it hurts me to even have to say it.

Let me explain the situation to you a little so you may fathom the depth of this horror. You see, for a couple years now I have been craving a certain snack. This certain snack is one we have all enjoyed on various levels. As the perfect traveling snack, the perfect football game snack, the perfect sit your fat ass in front of the tv and waste away the day snack, the perfect… well, you get the idea. I looked at my local Walmart for this oh so heavenly delight only to see that it wasn’t stocked. No big surprise there, my Walmart is crap anyway and I consider myself lucky if I can find brand name products on the shelves. They were out of Velveeta cheese for 2 weeks if that tells you anything. I just wrote it off as typical inbred employees who have failed to grasp the awe-inspiring ability of stocking the fucking store.

So I put it out of my mind for awhile and then one day I traveled to another city about an hour away. Surely the Walmart there would be an improvement I thought, thus I ventured in to grab the Snack of the Gods. Oddly enough, they didn’t have it either. What was going on here? Again, I was forced to put it out of my mind. Now, about a year ago my craving level had gone up to unimaginable heights so I decided I would just order it up off the damn internet. Surely the internet was stocked!! As the Google search page loaded I almost cried as I saw page upon page of people saying the unimaginable…Planters Cheez Balls have been discontinued!!!

LHP magicians, your orders are as follows. Set up your altars, break out the black candles, fire off every sigil you can, perform as many hexes as you will and summon forth every demon you can possibly imagine. Your target; the sorry motherfucker who thought it was a brilliant idea to discontinue Cheez Balls. That bastard has got to go! Send as much bad juju his way as you possibly can. Of all the fucking betrayals…

RHP groups, your orders are as follows. While your dark brothers and sisters are cutting off the head of the snake so to speak, you are to do whatever it is you do and inspire and/or create pleasant feelings in the CEOs or anyone else in charge of that fucking backstabbing company to bring back Cheez Balls!

I imagine this blog has picked up one or two muggles who are just as outraged as I am about this and want to help. Lacking any magickal knowledge, talent or ability (don’t fret, seems most who claim to practice magick lack knowledge, talent and ability as well) you can help out by boycotting Kraft, or at the very least, Planters. Do NOT buy another Planters nut, ever! Fuck them and fuck those nuts, we all know it was the Cheez Balls that were the real treat anyway. Also, seek out the petitions on the web and sign them. This part of the plan goes for everyone though, not just the magick folks.

As for that goddamn Kanye… well, let’s get Cheez Balls back first.

After the hangovers have subsided, the floors have ceased to spin and a few pots of coffee later we can begin to tackle this new year. For myself this year holds much promise. There were many things that I was able to accomplish in 2009 that will carry over with amazing momentum and will continue to be built upon. Even though I was able to achieve a great deal in the past year it seems I will still have my work cut out for me in bringing it all to fruition. This year will see me busier than any year previous and I admit I look forward to the challenge. I will share some of it on this blog with you as things progress.

With that said I will now wrap this up. It is time for me to set up the altar, fill the chalice, cast the Triangle and the Circle, throw the incense into the brazier and set out to finish all that I have begun. Until my next posting I wish you all a Happy New Year and hope it will be a prosperous one for you.

I do face a few problems with this blog though. The main problem of course being time, but as stated that hopefully will work itself out very shortly. The next biggest problem to be faced is that I am not entirely sure which direction I wish to take this blog. Yes, I will continue to review some of my favorite occult books from time to time and give my thoughts on them or share insights. What else though? That is the question I am pondering. Should I write of occult history or theory? I think I would have to kill myself if I did such a thing. Don’t get me wrong, all that shit is wonderful and at times useful but every book we purchase seems to be nothing more than history and theory these days. And the definition of magick, ugh!

Honestly, how many books have you read lately where each jackass author, within the first 10 pages of their “ground breaking” book, feels the burning desire to try to define what magick is? First they begin by saying something along the lines of, “Well golly gee, since this has been thoroughly covered in 500 books already, and since I have come up with a new way to write the same shit, let us start by trying to understand what magick really is.”

Then of course we must read the same old tired definition given to us by Aleister Crowley and after we get Crowley’s definition out of the way, which we have all had to read 200 or more times by now, we are treated to the authors own dumbass interpretation of what Crowley meant and what they believe magick really is. This usually only makes any sense to the author or to those few who are on the same wavelength. We can then begin reading the next 100 or so pages of history and theory before getting to anything practical. Fucking hell as if this doesn’t get dull after awhile. *sigh*

So of course you get online to seek out new information only to see a bunch of halfwits who aren’t published trying to do the same thing. Article upon article, post after post of pseudo magicians writing about shit they don’t know or simply parroting something they read and have put it into their own words in an attempt to sound somewhat intelligent while desperately trying to appear to be an authority on the issue. You might even get the chance to read some shit a pseudo magician has written covering the basics, yet again. Quite boring to say the least. So no, I do not think I will follow the herd and write of history or theory. If anyone wants that there are countless sites to fill this void and more books than you can afford to satisfy this particular need. No point in beating a dead horse.

Should I then talk about technique? I have pondered this idea and it seems like a good one at first until I realize that I don’t like sharing! My personal rituals are just that, personal. Why share them with you? There are a few projects I am working on as I write this, new rituals and ideas for doing things, and while I would love to talk about them I do not believe I would like to make this public. At least not yet as the kinks still need to be worked out, so to speak. When everything is finished, tested and proven to work perfectly I may write a small tome to share with those who would seek such information but not until then. Though you can be sure that when you read my book you will not be subjected to the definition of magick!

Since theory, history and technique are obviously out of the question what am I left with? I could write about personal experience. Now this could be a good avenue to go down. I browse the internet from time to time reading the material others have made public and I see very little of actual experience. However, what experiences should I discuss? What would anyone want to hear about? This I will have to ponder a bit. Of course, you could leave a comment and let me know what you would like reading. I am open to suggestions.

In closing, I will do my best to update this at least once a week from now on. Though do cut me a bit of slack until at least after January. I will then be rid of these holidays and this dreadful busy season. Afterwards I will have quite a few interesting posts for you!

To make their “research” and T.V. show more credible a super-duper psychic-medium is brought in to the investigation. Now is it just me or are only fat, middle aged white women being given this job? 99 times out of 100 the second the T.V. show says something to the extent of bringing a psychic on the show, it turns out to be some ugly fat ass white girl. Are psychic abilities only given to fat middle aged women?

Honestly seems that is actually the case. These buffalo women wipe the grease off their hands, have the camera man hold the bag of Doritos and waddle their big asses into the supposedly haunted graveyard or building; each saying, predictably, the same shit as the last one said on the previous show. “I feel energy over here, I sense it over here. I see vague images of a man here, a woman there, a poor little child is over here.”

The last one I saw was a true joy to watch (note the high amount of sarcasm here). This group of retards brought in a psychic. Hold on… I am having a psychic moment myself!!! I predict she will be a fat ass ugly white woman. Wait for it… wait for it… Yes, I was correct and my psychic powers pulled through again!

Now that my psychic moment is over let me continue. This group of retards brought in their fat, ugly white woman who predictably has been a fat ugly psychic all her artery clogging life to investigate a type of farm house. Well, as it turns out there are of course ghosties there!! Listening to this woman almost makes one want to pull out their own hair, put their fists through the T.V., urinate on High Voltage wires and then have each finger nail and toe nail slowly pulled out with a pair of rusty pliers. This would actually be more pleasant than listening to what these moonpie eating psychic sluts have to say about anything.

After enduring the aforementioned “torture” I felt I would be able to withstand her onslaught of stupidity. So, what did she have to say? She waddled around the field and inside the house itself. She stopped here and there, at each doorway, saying she felt energy. She then told of a nice protective guardian type spirit, and other happy spirits that where in the area. The dead child, of course, was present at this haunted location to. However, as she ventured further into the doomed residence she felt the presence of an evil spirit. It is the bad guy spirit who the protector spirit is fighting with, eternally it seems. Now, the best part was this woman claims to have been born a very very powerful psychic and yet in all her experience she has never felt such negativity!! Ooooooh, so spooky!!

I was then of the opinion she obviously doesn’t get out much but found it slightly humorous that here on this very T.V. show we were treated with not only ghosts and not only a powerful fat ass super psychic but we were treated to a small scale version of the epic spiritual battle of good vs. evil! How delightful!

Or predictable?

Sadly, this is not a one time thing. In the real world you can look around and see the same thing happening. Ugly, middle aged and very overweight white girls running around graveyards and other “spooky” places feeling energy, claiming to see shit when they do not and talking about things they know nothing of. You can not tell these idiots that what they are “seeing” could very well be thoughtforms. No sir, these psychic experts know without a shadow of a doubt they are the spirits of the dead! Not thoughtforms, mischievous elementals or (99 times out of 100) their own mind screwing with them.

Now gods forbid you come across these psychic wildebeests in your own life but should universal forces hate you that day the best thing to do is stay out of their way and do NOT reach for a potato chip unless you want to fight off a ravenous fat woman who has just spent the better part of the last 20 minutes walking around looking for ghosts and working up an appetite. Thor himself could not fend off such an attack so know now that you stand no chance whatsoever.

My question in all of this… where the hell are all the CUTE psychic girls?? I wouldn’t mind listening to her stupid shit if she was at least tolerable to look at and halfway dickable. But alas, it seems psychic powers are only handed out to fat ass ugly middle aged white women.

Liber Lilith
by Donald Tyson

Limited to 1,000 copies

A very interesting modern grimoire written by Donald Tyson. The grimoire details a unique system of sex magick in which the goddess Lilith can be summoned as a lover and a teacher. The author claims to have received this grimoire one chapter a day on successive days and that his earlier works, such as Sexual Alchemy, were influenced by it. This tome mixes “fact” with fiction but is quite enjoyable regardless.

The first section of the Liber Lilith is the grimoire itself. The font however is beyond horrible. It is some kind of old English in bold. A real eye strainer and you are unable to read certain words because of the difficulty in making out some of the letters. However, since the grimoire portion is quite large you can find words with the same blob of ink that is supposed to be a letter and make accurate guesses as to what it could be. Why the author or publisher insisted on doing this is beyond me but both should be dragged out into the street and beaten. I have seen other authors and publishers do this and I really wish they would stop. We are spending quite a bit of money on this stuff and it would be nice to read it without acquiring a fucking migraine in the process.

So, other than my obvious dislike for the font choice in this section the grimoire itself is interesting. Lilith gives us some history on how everything began, how it was she who fashioned Adam and Samael gave him life and what happened as a result. The grimoire then goes into the practical work which covers how to summon her as a lover, sigils, how to make the items needed and even gives a pretty intense necromantic rite. The Oil of Lilith, how to gather the White and Red Powder, what to do with each and their effects are covered. The sigils given are all fashioned by Tyson which means they lack creativity in the fullest. They can safely be re-worked as long as certain aspects are still kept in place (Hebrew words and letters). The grimoire itself though is complete and is all one really needs to proceed with the workings.

The second section of the book is fictional and is made up of a series of journal entries from a magician named Karl Steiger. This part is worth reading to pick up extra bits and pieces of information that was not in the grimoire itself. The entertainment value alone makes this section worthwhile and you will read of Steiger’s descent into madness after working with the grimoire. A morbidly humorous part is where he is pondering a suitable offering for the goddess. After some serious thought about cutting off his own penis, Steiger finally decides to cut off part of his own finger at the first joint, cooking it and consuming half of it while giving the other portion as sacrifice to Lilith. What is truly interesting is that while completely fictional it does leave you to wonder if that level of madness could actually occur when working the rituals in the grimoire. Lilith is of course the ruler of Gamaliel, not some fluffy goddess of light, so this fictional account might not be that “fictional” after all.

The third section is Background and Analysis. Tyson just does the typical amount of filler writing required to sell his books. Some of it is interesting, though most of it is a waste of time. You can pick up a few things in this section so don’t skip it even though you will surely be tempted to.

Now, my own personal opinion of the book is torn. On the one hand I thoroughly enjoy it and think it is a grimoire worth approaching in a practical manner. On the other hand though I think Tyson is coming unglued. His fascination with Lovecraft and the Necronomicon is at its peak, so to believe this is a channeled grimoire from Lilith is asking for a lot. Also we have to take into account that this grimoire is published 6 years after Sexual Alchemy, in which the same technique is given. Of note is that fact he has written two fictional accounts of Alhazred, one being published within months of the release of Liber Lilith and also in 2008 came out with his own version of the Necronomicon titled Grimoire of the Necronomicon.

So if you put it all together you get a mysterious grimoire Tyson has channeled, though in the book he claims this was the last surviving copy of the manuscript that has remained hidden for ages. The story of Karl Steiger (Tyson’s own Alhazred) which no doubt he tried to pass off as real until he was forced to admit he made it up. The fact that Karl Steiger works the mysterious grimoire and loses his mind only to die mysteriously. Yeah, sounds a bit familiar.

Even with all this in mind, can Liber Lilith be approached as a workable grimoire? Absolutely, yes. Is the grimoire dangerous? Very! Let us just assume for the moment that it isn’t really Lilith you will be working with. The dangers should still be obvious but some of these are hinted at in the book itself. Also keep in mind that continuous sexual contact with a spirit can and will lead to loss of desire for a physical partner. This can be a good or bad thing depending on how you view it. It is also stressed that you should not engage in this work if you are in a relationship so only singles need apply. The logic and dangers associated with this requirement should also be obvious. Now let us assume that it truly is Lilith as the manuscript states and you can increase the level of danger by about 100.

Also, you can either choose to follow the grimoire to the letter or you can add a few things based on your knowledge of Lilith. For the beginner I would recommend following it to the letter. Those who are a bit more knowledgeable can create new sigils, include more specific correspondences of Lilith and Gamaliel, create your own mantras or use some more traditional invocations. Certain shortcuts can be taken in the crafting or gathering of the tools but most of these are hinted at in the grimoire. The engravings on a silver disk can prove problematic but this is easily solved if you invest in some Precious Metal Clay, or PME for short. This is silver clay, which can be shaped, inscribed and then put to fire. The clay itself will burn up leaving only silver behind which will now be solid and in the manner you fashioned. Also stocked are gold clay and bronze clay so do keep this in mind for any future projects you might have requiring these metals.

I have yet to find anyone who is discussing their work with this book though I admit I have not tried too hard. It is just surprising as this is such an interesting grimoire that there is not a forum dedicated to the book and those who are working with it. With only 1,000 copies available it is still possible to track down and buy Liber Lilith, though it is getting a bit more difficult as time goes on. This book is definitely a must have for all Qliphothic magicians.