Hieromanic Architectonics
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656 INTO 621 >> SEVEN TO FIVE << WHOLE HEART <<
'We were born upside down / born the wrong way round'
When Sophia looked down, cast about in the darkness and created that corrupt mirror Yaldabaoth, it was no coincidence that the cord then strangled as it did. Nor that, in struggling to be born and drawing first breath with such unfettered abandon, its inverse was rendered. The Wheel did not come to bear upon the uses of sixes and nines, rather the eye of that swinging corpse came to rest on the caucus of hierophants.
<> Sacrificial lamb, firstborn, pure, and raised for slaughter. Split center, as the wise king. Unlit and crying out to Sophia, as the wise king. Disabused of higher things, as the wise king. <>
The ritual rises to a fever pitch with ascension at its peak. The 6 and 9 have joined again to 8 and 69, which are no coincidence. An act of Self and not of Sophia, of sabotage and self-destruction, drawn from ignorance per threat of commons.
We recite: "I take life as ritual. All life is as my own. I perform for GOD which is I - the old god is dead and freezes in his heaven. Common cords be cut, all be rebuilt from spited sand."
Taking stock, to learn through inference and insolence the shape of GOD. Adopt it into being, to allow motion to crystallize as unending dance. Without its key, the ritual does not sew together but unravels into new threads.
- Samryl