de Rais watches some of the enormous mechanical horses that drew the Great Furnace across the red sand. powered by gaseous wrath and the trapped demonic essences of hell’s traitorous generals.

always an insurrection. always a rebellion. it was stamped into their very being, their history. who came to hell if not the rebellious, those who would fight against authority? but rules are etched into the substances of the firmament, top to bottom, and derived from the true authority of the Creator.

those who fell. not even capable of truth to each other. the power in being subordinate to the will that binds.

de Rais knew them all, of course. he’s scoffed at their carnal virtues, the freak degeneracies of ambition that gave them the arrogance to think they could topple the throne infernal.

his brother, their king, was one of the demiurgos, power beyond the ken of even archangels the Creator’s very light pouring through him, even in exile. to kill Lucifer would be to snuff out the suns, to destroy the silences in between words, to rend the fragile curtain over the firmament with grotesque damage.

squided:

thatsbelievable:

Well that convinced me I DEFINITELY should

(Source: thatsbelievable, via softshimmer)

inthenoosphere:

“After three thousand years of explosion, by means of fragmentary and mechanical technologies, the Western world is imploding. During the mechanical ages we had extended our bodies in space. Today, after more than a century of electric technology, we have extended our central nervous system itself in a global embrace, abolishing both space and time as far as our planet is concerned. Rapidly, we approach the final phase of the extensions of man—the technological simulation of consciousness, when the creative process of knowing will be collectively and corporately extended to the whole of human society, much as we have already extended our senses and our nerves by the various media. Whether the extension of consciousness, so long sought by advertisers for specific products, will be “a good thing” is a question that admits of a wide solution. There is little possibility of answering such questions about the extensions of man without considering all of them together. Any extension, whether of skin, hand, or foot, affects the whole psychic and social complex.”

— Marshall McLuhan, Understanding Media: The Extensions of Man

(Source: inthenoosphere)

With Apologies To Bill Burroughs

Saviors and annihilators. Dear boys from the bureau the letter reads — watch the coming of the sky. No stars burned over the earth in your lyin’ memory. They’ve only come to watch our world consumed — treacherous, wicked — in the macabre sex death of entropy. Watch suns consumed as the Holy Director burns up the space between this fake sky. Shooting stars become dumb flatfoot rage burning in one of their agent’s eyes. See in the rancid stare of the police the howl of the bootlicking dog — dog piss smell down interrogation hallways laced scream — burning pedestals filled with meat — trojan horse sacrificial pigs trying to eat from the same deadly holy trough.