Silence of the grave.

No shadow falls on me

Many moons have past.

Wein, Weib und Gesang!

Sir Francis Dashwood

HellFire Club founder.

Zodiac

Sigil Of Chaos

One of A.C's

The Rosy Cross. Golden Dawn

Aleister. Golden Dawn member.

Nosce Te Ipsum

The Great Beast. Aleister Crowley

Nulli Secundus

Pixie Belle

"Desire makes all things flourish, possession withers them; It is better to dream ones life than live it"
(Marcel Proust)

Therefore to increase your rate of flourish, I will increase my rate of desire.

"Across the morning air,with silvery voices,
the loud toned bells called choristers to matins"

Percy Bysshe Shelley. The Master

Licentia Vatum

A.C

""Steady of purpose,girt with truth,
I pass in my iternal youth,
And watch the centuries wax and wane;
Untouched by Times corroding tooth,
Silent, immortal, unprofane.""

Seek the Abbeys, Antique Shops and Alley Cafes.

Seek shelter in the Abbey tombs.

Silence ......that Diamond of the Void

The Wandering Man. A Man With No Shadow
(2)

Rolling in the fiery gulf
I see black forests and floods.
I lie on the verge of the deep
Cast out in the world of loneness.

To be continued.

Amor Vincit Omnia

Rough Country.

Schooldays

Through The Swirling Mist She Came..........

Merlin .... Avalon.

Satori In Cumbria

Angels On Desolation.

On The Road....with Jack Kerouac

The Wandering Man, A Man With No Shadow.

I sip from springs of sorrow.
From the worlds bitter winds
I seek shelter in the shadow of the tomb.
I weep on the verge.
I walk over rocks,
Through valleys of death,
I see dark clouds ascend
Across the deserts of vast eternity.

To be continued.

Stimulating the Imagination

If things are hopeless and getting worse.

Ring your friendly Chaos Master

and experience real disaster.

Delirium in Chaos.

Have you visited the Abbey?

Blue Monday

I sit in the cafe
Waiting
I hear footsteps
Outside
In the mist
Where
All is echoed
In
The Cafe
Where
I wait
Footsteps pass
It's
Monday
And
My coffee is cold.

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Hell-Fire Francis.

Li PO ...Master of the Wine Cup

Now the winds are breathing low.

Leave the rest to the Gods

I seek shelter in the shadow of the tomb.

High Noon

Listening to the sound of the one hand clapping.

'Better to dreams ones life than live it'

Death of a Satanist.

By the dismal shore of hell I stand

No lover came to hold my hand

Unloved; I hear the cruelty of the sea

No God to call..no God to see

For now the blacken'd night sweeps in

Alone I stand to pay for sin.

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Sing The Song of the Wanderer.

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Rendezvous

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On the road.

A la recherche du temps perdu

Ready for Anything.

Passing Through

Searching for the Abbey

Stok'd was the fragrance of the morn
Till breathless went the misty dawn.

The Journey Starts.

Lorenza at the Abbey.

Lorenza pale mistress of Death.

She represents the Gateway to Heaven....The dark..the mysterious...the shadowy.

Unattainable...Beyond the reach of all unfavoured by the Gods.

In her role as High Priestess she is the power holder.

At the Abbey she is the balance between the Yin & Yang.

She releases the creative activities of the subconscious.

She also represents on the more mundane level the Creators most perfected art....Woman.

Residents.



Lord Moore of Raveningham.

Comte d St Germain

Lorenza Feliciani

Percy Shelley

Aleister Crowley

Francis Dashwood

Li Po

Jack Kerouac

Buddha

Casanova

Merlin

Homer

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