The maps have been laid out, the territory stretches before you, Cultist. It’s your turn, now. Make the journey. Find your own destiny. Awake!
Egypt, Libya, and Madison, Wisconsin (BTW, I actually wrote this part months ago. No bullshit). There shall be trouble in these places. Upheaval, protest, and revolution. In such times of unrest, humanity has the chance to see how far he has yet to travel. This land of lesser gods is nothing but corruption, lies, and negativity.
The Cult of Cthulhu does not pity man because the seeds of evolution are right here in front of us. If an individual truly has the ambition to make progress, the world isn’t strong enough to constantly halt that progress.
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!
Only the most intrepid worshipers shall know the way, and that path yields horrific fruit the likes of which grow unabated and leprous within the depths of an ineffable void.
How can you accurately rate or star or even measure one of the best horror films of the 21st century?
I am not ashamed of loving nihilistic gems which others would sooner throw away; nor am I brainwashed enough to dismiss the disembodied and disenfranchised voices of cultural outsiders. After all, that is why I venerate H.P. Lovecraft.
As time passed, Self-Remembering not only created a much needed disruption… it also extended my attention, which meant that I was able to go deeper.
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.”
I’m getting married.
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.
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?).
I wish to reclaim the Nine Angled Order.
Since those who are not open to Higher Forces can only stymie our progress and cloud our purity what choice do we have but to destroy them?
Whether it’s Dionysianism or the Cult of Cthulhu, there needs to be some kind of a front against the extremists who would threaten our ability to create and to manifest.
If belief is reality, then conviction manifests reality.
Greetings, I’m Venger Satanis.
Welcome to this new facet of my life, my calling… my purpose. For those who don’t know, I’m the founder and leader of the Cthulhu Cult a religion of blood, slime, darkness, sorcery, and tentacles. True, it’s not a path for the average, everyday person. Understatement of the aeon! [...]
Ipsissimus Venger As’Nas Satanis presents the Qlippothic-Enochian cipher which the lesser gods forbade.