STRONGHOLD

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“Now those little ones have become stars, falling, rushing downward to hell, earthly hell, and, once their light has become extinguished – as dying stars are oft to do – they will become lights once again, twinkling lights of illumination each and every one of them amidst the thousands of glass mirrors in the chandeliers amidst that most secret fortress, the beacon of the Dark Mothers, felt by only her most choice.”

SOURCE: Excerpted from Dark Mothers, Tempel ov Blood 2016 Era Horrificus. Photograph from an AGENT rank advancement ordeal in rural America, early November.

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I DECIDED TO GET RID OF THE OBSOLETE IDEA OF MORALITY

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It is not for nothing that the archetypal presentation of the vampire in folklore and representations from antiquity present the vampire as an inhabitant of the extreme wilderness of existence – unclean in their constitution, nature and proclivities existing in a state and environment complimentary to that state of separation, disdain and hatred of all that which is considered sacred to humanity whether that apparent sanctity be held forth as such from a religious, cultural or societal standpoint. No matter how seemingly expert one may be as a neophyte in presenting to others – whether these others be friendly or hostile to ones pursuits – for a fraction of the time the mood that one thinks embodies the vampiric – without a profound and indeed devastating level of separation from the human herd one is only play-acting – a dabbler at best, a purveyor of utterly dry and impotent mimicry at worst.

It is not enough to invert the cross – nor enough to trample upon the sanctified host – though both, at least for those coming from a religious background, may provide at very least shadow symptoms of compromising one’s own base programming – providing the first hunter’s scent of what it might mean to become an actual agent of chaos – of engaging in a tangible way with darkness and causing real disruption to oneself, to others and to institutions which may be considered an appropriate canvas upon which to illustrate ones burgeoning and increasingly inhuman wrath.

And, if one avails oneself of the immediate, preliminary and entirely requisite stage of accepting in earnest the poison that is the vampiric current, the seed from which the undead state will sprout, that inhuman wrath will come – even unbidden – for many of the developments that one will experience along the amoral path of black vampirism, forbidden as they are for those clinging to their humanity, will come without forewarning.

SOURCE: Excerpted from Emerge as Sociopath, Tempel ov Blood 2016 Era Horrificus. Photograph depicts a hooded AGENT VM32 during the concourse of a rank advancement ordeal staged in a wilderness area in the United States in late October of this year.

OPERATION CHAOS

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“The lieutenant walked up to the other guard who had for the extent of the scene thus far simply been standing a few yards away in the courtyard, holding his vicious and expertly oiled martinet, various straps coiling around each other with the ends tied like a knout, ready to pound in the finer points of discipline even into the most recalcitrant of errant personnel.

‘Bring that little slut to heel, gentleman!’ the lieutenant roared.”

SOURCE: Excerpted from IRON GATES by Tempel ov Blood, published by Martinet Press 2014 (ISBN-10:  0692306587, ISBN-13: 978-0692306581) IRON GATES is a sci-fi horror / post-apocalyptic novel, detailing a bleak view of the spiritual horrors of the world-to-come. Set seventy years after a worldwide nuclear conflagration, IRON GATES allows the reader a sight into a nightmarish landscape populated by even more nightmarish characters in a hideous future which leaves little to the imagination. Brutal and unsparing, it is not suitable for readers under 18. Readers should be advised of extreme graphic content.

Source photograph courtesy of clandestine organizational personnel. The center raises horrible fists in salute to those so concerned – in premeditation of ever-horrific vistas to come. AGIOS O CHAOS.

 

AGENTS OF CHAOS

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Satan is the archetype of the untamed wilderness. His is the skies. His is the earth. He is no stranger to intrigue, espionage, genocide, violence and nuclear war. He is the possessor of secrets. He is the guardian of the occult. He is the master of Awe and Derision. Satan – whose word is CHAOS.

Satan is what we strive to become, literally, in real life. Not a person who only assumes the tint of ‘Sinister’ within the safety of a ritual setting but rather a literal walking demon of darkness. An undead, uncool and uncaring clan deathsman. A hard man man, bred via hard experience.

SOURCE: Excerpted from “Discipline of the Gods”, originally released in “Discipline of the Gods/Altars of Hell/Apex of Eternity” printed by Ixaxaar Occult Publications, Tampere, Finland 2003 and limited to 333 copies. Rereleased in Liber 333, CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2014 (ISBN-13: 978-1492282204, ISBN-10: 1492282200)