I am the Snake that giveth Knowldge & Delight and bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkeness. To worship me take wine and strange drugs whereof I will tell my prophet, & be drunk thereof! They shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie, this folly against it self. The exposure of innocence is a lie, Be strong, o man! lust, enjoy all things of sense and rature: dear not that any God shall deny thee for this. Liber AL II, 22
Last winter I thought salvation lied elsewhere. That leaving Buffalo would solve my problems. I still intend to do so, but not yet. What was plaguing me was a lack of unity, of community, here in the Nickle City.
But that changed this summer with the conception of the short lived Proper Society Society. When the idea to dress fancy and play croquet didn't exactly take off as planned, we joined up with a hacky sack circle to synergize on their weekly gatherings and what started as a hand full of people quickly exploded into a weekly mass gathering and smaller cluster events through out the week. The gravitational center had been established.
It is all coming together now, musicians, pirates, ner-do-wells, dancing, croquet, costumes, fire, and war. Some of them are starting to realize what I am doing, I tell them bits, some times I tell them all of it, sometimes nothing at all, I just set the stage and watch them play.
The circus is coming to town!
From The Domain of Devils, by Eric Maple:
"Even where proper Courts of Law were established their jurisdiction was not restricted to human beings. [...] The crowning absurdity of these benighted days was possibly the proceedings commenced in 1445 against a plague of beetles which had ravaged the vineyards of St. Julien. In spite of the dire penalties against those who disregarded a summons to attend the King's Court, the beetles failed to put in an appearance and the case proceeded in their absence with a lawyer appointed to speak on their behalf. Alas, the trial dragged on inconclusively for years without the Court arriving at any clear-cut decision, and it may be presumed that the beetles escaped their well-deserved punishment. "
BME : IAM = Thelemic_Potter
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