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The poets and dreamers wove their magic webs, and a world apart from the world of actual experience came to life. But it was not all myth, nor all fantasy; there was a basis of truth and reality at the foundation of the mystic growth . . . — Jessie Weston, From Ritual to Romance
My friend said, what are you doing these days? I said, I’m working for Killing Joke. He said, Killing Joke? Are you mad? They’re evil. They’re devil-worshippers. — Chris Kimsey, music producer (more…)
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Host Nick Jeelvy was joined by seasoned warmage James J. O’Meara for a Spooky Writers’ Bloc on Halloween where they discussed the occult and magic, and it is now available for download and online listening.
Topics discussed include:
Magic thinking on the Right
Magic vs. magick
Evola on magic
Crowley on magick
Trump and meme magic (more…)
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“If you’re committed enough, you can make any story work. I once told a woman I was Kevin Costner, and it worked because I believed it.” — Saul Goodman
“Jerry, just remember . . . it’s not a lie if you believe it.” — George Costanza (more…)
Throbbing Gristle. From left: Sleazy, Genesis, Cosey, and Chris.
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Visual artist, composer, singer, DJ, and general architect of chaos Genesis P-Orridge passed away on March 14, 2020. The Dissident Right shares a surprising amount of common ground with the counterculture icon — and owes some of its aesthetics and methods to them [1] as well.
Born February 22nd, 1950 in Manchester, Neil Andrew Megson adopted the name Genesis P-Orridge — a woo-ish corruption of the word “porridge” — while living in London. (more…)
Neville
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It is with relief that one turns to Neville’s biography; the bright Sun, soft breezes and blue ocean of the Caribbean replace the dark and soggy little Plymouth Brethren colony.[1]
Neville speaks of his father many times – itself a clue – but here is one of my favorites, and it includes much interesting material for our considerations:
Aleister Crowley, presumably after having consumed his daily drug regimen.
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Part 1 of 2 (Part 2 here)
“It’s when one gets to the parents that a bottomless pit opens. My dear, such a pair.”[1]
“Can we ever be certain that it was not our mother while darning our socks who began that subtle change in our minds? (more…)