Rational society is a mirror of the logos. It has a formal structure that enables apprehension.

The preservation of society is, therefore, directly linked with the recovery of true knowledge. For the success of our restoration, it can not be too often said that society and mass are contradictory terms and that those who seek to do things in the name of mass are the destroyers in our midst. If society is something that can be understood, it must have structure; if it has structure, it must have hierarchy.

Richard Weaver
(The Gospel & the Restoration of Culture)

"She's all - dark romance, dragon tempered, drips of honey laced with whiskey and want." Ainn Marie Eleazer

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And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart:

'Your seeds shall live in my body,
And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,
And your fragrance shall be my breath,
And together, we shall rejoice through all the seasons.’

Khalil Gibran

Rise, thou flaming one!
The first ocean and the mother
Death, chaos and liberator
Rise O Goddess of black blood
Dragon known by many names
Thy dark dream hath come to an end
Thy path out of the abyss lieth open
Serpent of The Black Fire...

Tiamat is a primordial goddess of the sea... She is the symbol of the chaos of primordial creation. She is referred to as a woman and described as "the glistening one". It is suggested that there are two parts to the Tiamat mythos. In the first, she is a creator goddess, through a sacred marriage between different waters, peacefully creating the cosmos through successive generations. In the second Chaoskampf Tiamat is considered the monstrous embodiment of primordial chaos...

"And we're here to make them pay
It's time for the final slay

The oath has been taken
All the armies are trained
Unleash your final chains
Join us or meet your fate"

- François Blanc

We invoke thee
Black Dragon of Chaos
We evoke thee
O mighty dragon force

Awaken now from your aeonic slumber
Rise up from the abyss
Dragon of forgotten lore
Let your Chaos rule forever more

Lotan
Raise your seven heads and
Let the ancient ones rule again

Apep
Dragon of devouring darkness
Supreme ruler of emptiness
Open up your black diamond eyes
Rejoice as Ra's creation dies

Jormungand
Lord of the poisonous sea
Fulfill the twilight prophecy
Unleash your hatred upon all life
Kill this world in the final strife

Tiamat
Queen of the formless deep
The Eleventh seal is now broken
Hark to your children's invocations and awaken from your dreadful sleep

Tohu Tehom Theli Than
Leviathan Tanin'iver Taninsam!

Story time...

Last night, I had a dream that my van broke down on a desrt road. A slick man pulled up in a classic car, blasting music, and said, "You need a ride, babes?"

Instantly, I recognized his voice and asked him to clap twice (IYKYK). He did the classic NPR clap. I exclaimed, "Grill! It's you!" To which he replied with that maniacal laugh, throwing his head back.

As he reached for his smokes on the dash, he said "Get in." Of course, I obliged and hurried my way around the car to the passenger side. Upon joining him, I asked if I could smoke, as well. Another signature laugh, a sign of approval.

As we started off down the desert road, he rolled down the windows and turned up the music, singing along. We were headed straight toward the setting sun.

Then I woke up.

“What dating app do you use”

“Divine intervention, mf”