How can we possibly examine the dimensions we reside in? Damn you, Mauve Zone, ye are like potato chips. A Viridian Sorcerer cannot partake of just one!
I hope this lengthy, scatter-point essay helps Cultists better understand the nature of our Great Work. Sometimes, seeing a problem through new eyes can help us learn how to conquer it.
Our viridescent teaching is dedicated to making progress – all the way up the ladder to those ineffable heights and depths which are only accessible via the hideous paradise of a yawning abyss.
True initiation is based upon one principal: “Life is real when I cease to be false.”
Identity is not essence. Identity is not who we truly are. Identity is that layer just below the surface which does not switch masks like the layer above, but is itself the ultimate mask!
In the CoC we use green, a singular weapon within the arsenal at our disposal, to stir up buried emotions, hidden vibrations, aeons-old race memories, and forbidden reservoirs of vehemence or spiritual muscle which has more in common with dark alienage than any natural force.
You must die to yourself before coming to the Ancient Ones.
The Cult of Cthulhu, as an instrument for the evolution of mankind, effectively owns or rules over Satanism, the 9AO, Christianity, and even Buddhism (hey, why not?).