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Before commencement, ITh iZ – oV – absolute necessary to take preemptive Defense against the Dark Rites and Forces oV’WITCh are now expedient to deal with – lest Yuggothian Spores continue id’s penetration unTo the ÆNoMYTh.

Lights, Camera. Cue Rain. Cue Velvet Underground. And….

“Rorschach’s Journal, October 12th, 1985:

Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “save us!”…

… and I’ll look down and whisper “no”” (Watchmen, Alan Moore).

Thus begins our crime scene investigation.

The perpetrator is male, obviously caucasian… strong enough to man-handle his way out of a tight situation – possibly quite large, dependent upon intimidation… id established upon “self-conceived praeter-natural intellect.” Suspect shows extreme signs of vanity, immediately distinguishable by choice of location and environment. The “drop” – premeditated. Supect’s M.O. is easily distinguishable -attempts to “give shape and significance to the [perceived] immense panorama of futility and anarchy…” (T. S. Elliot). Subject to eternal recurrence, cyclical narrative, subconscious mythology, and convenient escapist satire – likely adopted from patriarchal influence.

Subject writes profusely. Published Manifesto cherry-picked from influences neglected citation. Forensics will likely come up clean though. The crimes are sexual in nature, but suspect’s method is metaphorical.

Self-indulgence will lead suspect to return to the scene of the crime. It’s just a matter of time now before we have him – quick, clean, and decisively.

REMEMBER. ”What goes around comes around…” Number one in the Big Rulebook of Magic… Some words of advice: Don’t mess with Witchcraft. And don’t mess with the Invisibles” (The Invisibles, Grant Morrison; see The Invisibles by Grant Morrison: Ethos of the Demiurge, Part One). This is good advice for anyone departing from the “straight and narrow” oV – paved and secularly accepted societal super highways to the long and winding forest flush oV – the Occult Path. Moore’s engagement determined his outcome by formula alone. His white-knuckle infatuation with Bradlaugh branded Secularism may have “paid the bills,” WZA Y’EL, but evoking the Current to make good on a drunken dare iZ – bound by ITh‘z consequences – as the Magician iZ – necessarily bound by their WORD. And if you want to play Glyconian “loosey-goosey” with convoluted “Magic” Lucy-lips (we’ll get to this shortly), then you can expect GOD to play his BACKHAND directly in your face.

The TRUTH iZ – Moore plays ATh – a double TRUTH. He projects a glamour oV’Th’ATh he’s a literary author whom uses “Magic,” or more accurately, talks about id an awful lot. He’s not actually a Magician, nor does he actually believe in anything supernatural. His Voice of the Fire has proved the quality oV – the Occult’s hidden metal. Therefore he dabbles. He performs. He reads (while stoned) as profusely as he writes. He thinks about the Qabalah. And thinks the Qabalah is some great joke. But he doesn’t use ITh nor truly UNDERSTAND (overtly). But on the flip side, in the Qliphotic subtext masterfully concealed in the Cypher oV – his Neonomicon, he conducts a calculated symphony oV – metaphorical, 4D AKLO intrusions, DHO NA – from which he constructs a 5D, “glamour” protected MINDSCAPE wherefrom he may RAPE the ÆNoMYTh with impunity, via xxx

Utilize the story of his friend with the cartoon god (see the Around the Bend notes on the annotations website for reference) as an attack on Glycon… he could pick any symbol, he picked a false god to breed false conceptions like id’s puppetmaster… It’s entirely representative of his Path as a Magician.

EVENT happened post Voice of the Fire. I can feel it in the Magic:

Now that fell by the wayside because, it was after I had finished Voice of the Fire. The only reason I did Voice of the Fire with Gollancz was because I liked Faith Brooker. She was a great editor, she was really nice, she looked after all the people who were working for her, and she was treated abominably, and so when Gollancz asked me if I wanted to carry on writing A Grammar I said, “Well actually I was really only doing it for Faith, and she’s not working for you any more, so, nah…” and to tell the truth, I hadn’t really got very far with the concept. It was because Faith wanted another book quickly, I think it would have helped her situation, that I’d come up with it at all, and once Faith was out of the picture I really didn’t feel like making that kind of investment.

The premise of Jerusalem iZ – taken straight out of a James Joyce quote. Moore’s line of thinking -> I just make Northhampton more important than Dublin, and I’ll be more important than Joyce.

Moore’s eternal recurrence iZ – taken from Finnegan’s Wake which iZ – taken from Nietzsche.

Joyce can essentially be responsible for: making narrative cyclical, propounding the establishment oV – id-entity & “self-consciousness” as the foundation of “artistic awakening,” satirizing the epics, and downplaying mythology (forced the AENoMYTh into the subconscious).

“Lucy-lips” iZ – a pretty elementary cypher. Amalgamated homophones and puns specifically selected to evoke fugue-state. Takes all but two seconds to crack for anyone with a comp. lit. background, allowing id to be fluent reading by/or before Around the Bend. Moore would have benefited greatly from not skipping over Gurdjieff. His innate inner mockery oV – the Qabalah deprives his “Grimoire” from any Gemutrical or TRUE and immediate MAGICK import. Verily, Moore’s “magic” functions entirely metaphorically, with concentrated doses from his few and selected sigils.

I say we put him next to Danielle Steel and James Patterson on the rack – that we we can just forget they ever existed 20 years from now.

Don’t you know, Old Man, LITERATURE iZ – DEAD.

Now if you’ll excuse ME, I haven’t any more time for severed heads quoting pop bands.

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