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A Ritual by Andrew D. Chumbly
As my words punctuate the silence, and the silence my words
so doth their resonance align and magnify power
sufficent to reify their intent.
As I begin, so doth the design which at my Words shall Become!
My Words enciper me and create reality;
As I speak so these Words encorsel Possibilities.
That which I shall become will transcend aught that hath been
worshipped.
I will become Other than that which hath been named.
Chaos is the Primogenitor of my Forms--
From whence come my Manifestations.
Existence Itself will be eclipsed by my Shadow.
Chance is my Circle without Circumference;
Fate is my Center without Position.
Magick is my Force: Energy beyond Limitation.
My Body is Transition: From Now unto Now.
My words enciper me and creat Possibilities;
As I speak so these words ensorcel Reality.
As I cease--so doth All--but the design of which I speak.
As I cease--so doth All--but that which I am.
As the Dragon doth coil about the Infinate,
and the Wheel of Heaven doth thurn upon its Heart,
so let all revolve upon this point.
As the Circle doth turn throught the Seasons of Change,
so now do I turn, as the Axis of Fate,
to manifest the Word of mine own Self-overcoming:
In the Day of Mine Offering the is No-one and No-thing
whom I will not sacrifice.
In the Day of my Becoming there is No-one and No-thing
whom I will not transcend.
In the Day of mine Oath there is No.one and No-thing
whom I will not forswear.
For I am the trangressor of the Void Eternal
Azal--Abad
In whom all is opposition.
I am the Bridge across the Abyss that hath but a single edge.
My Way is lighting--bright and swift.
These Words are but the echo that markth mine Absence.
Silence--the Birth-cry to herald the Presence:
Of Otherness Entire
made Flesh.
I dedicate these pages to my husband, with out his love and support I would not be what
I am today.
I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! suniei on't'ol.
This page was made By Gaiane on July 10, 2001