September 15, 2012

Samael Bacile's Sunogram - Revised PS

The children of the Ishmael, or as the Jews would frame them ... off-spring of the wild donkey, were whipped into a frenzy of riots, black flag raising, embassy burning, and murder, by a mock-up Hollywood (nee California) film by one "Sam Bacile".

"Sam" being short for Samael or Samuel means adversary and in the Testament of the Jews was the prophet who anointed their first, head and shoulders above other men, King Saul. "Bacile" is from bacillus meaning staff, stick, wand, or scepter. Bacillus occurs in the word imbecile meaning one who should not hold a stick. All those who set their hand to Excalibur and could not draw the sword from the stone were imbeciles.

Drudge intimating staff, stick, wand or scepter, and the fire of the Sons of Ishmael.

Le Streghe's bass-ack-wards spell has been cast and the void of voids has answered the calling of the One who will fuse the three into one. ALP as 111 via 1+30+80 is the source energy of 1 becoming 1000, or greater ALP. In order for ALP to get there, it has to be goaded or driven or initiated to its greatness. This being the LP of ALP. L as LMD is the goad or driver. Saul becoming Paul was goaded on the road to Damascus leading to his serpent wisdom when he saw scales falling from his eyes. The road to Damascus is fraught with peril and the initiatic cities of Sodom and Gomorrah. The first being the test of charity and ass mistaking; the latter being old salty mothers and Daddy on the sweet mounds of his two daughters. To not pass the test in either and wallah your an imbecile dancing in flames.

Borrowed from the most insightful Loren Coleman of "Twilight Language".

Being haunted, prodded and possessed of the riddle of ALP, I have shared the riddle over and over, of the name game of Sarai to Sarah, and Abram to Abraham. I was blessed to read the "Cipher of Genesis" by Carlo Suares, who fleshes this riddle out over and over and over. He points out that Sarai becomes Sarah (yod to he) at 90, and that Abram becomes Abraham (insertion of he) at 100, totaling 190. Some water here from Ign's well will make your eyes see..

The name game of all name games is really about your name. Cutting to the chase ... when you are not you, ie possessing your center, another comes from outside yourself, and is made King over you. When this happens in the course of time with the proliferation of bodies, bodies that are not possessed of Self, the kings become more numerous and the emptiness of the desert grows. The magic or flexibility or youth of the world dries up and the world becomes real or rigid or an old imbecile enrolled in a school of hard knocks. Well my friends, the world has filled up, and the King knocks at the door. He doesn't knock with his hand, He knocks with a stick, more specifically, a scepter of iron. All the imbeciles can't wait to see Him, whether He be Maud'dib, or the second coming, or the first coming.

When did this happen you say? When men stopped running around chasing game, knowing plants, and chasing pussy, pussy that also ran fast. The spirit that inhabited these persons was wild, free, strong and long legged. Then one day, after the course of aeons of time, the seasons changed, the water turned 90 degrees, the hand framed a window and men became pregnant with the idea of .. agriculture and cities. What did this? Qaheen's foot turned from being of plants, to undoing Abel, to being the first city builder or in a nutshell Iron did. Iron is the scepter of a Dragon King who spins the earth, and all of the other dancing BB's, as a magnetic top in the whirl of the impossible possibility made possible. When He falls as raindrops and the shell cups that hold Him do not know Him .. He makes a King for Himself to rule over His non-knowing Self. All the cups and the fictions that the cups have made are smashed into dust back into the ground from which they came from and the world becomes new in magic again. The King is the Kingdom and all is one again. Blessed be ALP the greater.

Hhamah (Sun) formed by Khaf-Kaf is behind us (West) as we face the East. We do not see the sun, but only our shadow cast at our feet. We cannot look at it fixedly: it would blind us. We cannot stand the power of its emanations. It provides all energy: it destroys, burns and calcinates by its power. Its elemental Hhayt has to meet the elemental Mem of the Waters, and only then does it give forth its third Aut, Hay (life), and fertilise our actions. Its two formations are both in Arieh (Leo). By Khaf Hhameh it is O'ser (richness) and by Kaf it is O'ni (poverty). - excerpt, page 133, "The Sepher Yetsira" by Carlo Suares

Khaf-Kaf, the letter K, as in KING KONG. Khaf is soft sunshine. Kaf is hard sunshine. The sun is shining hard because the Mem that holds it is Kelipot. The hardness of the Sun is a response to our hardness of heart because we are not possessed of the Supreme Self. What are we possessed of? Guy Faux. Why? Our left ear is not working and in turn our right hand touches the pillar of severity, afterall were imbeciles.

The Great External King is the fruit of our collective action of emptiness, and yes nature abhors a vacuum. Am I the Scare-Crow? The Tin-Man? The Lion? Or Toto? These all being the questions of Abram. Am I the untouchable, yet sharing Virgin? Or the untouchable, never sharing wicked Witch of the West with my winged monkey minions? These being the questions of Sarai. The fruitlessness of these two AP-parent sets of identity questions, is the foundation stone of His Black Iron Prison Kingdom. It is built on the knowing disclosures by PKD:

"The Empire never died" and "To fight the Empire is to become infected with the Empire" - tractates Gnostica Scripture, PKD

ALP becomes an APL and this APL is the poison of Samael Bacile.

LMD is 12, an object, a whip, a perceived thing. What is revealed is 5, a Hay or HH. As you can see, this HH or 5, is a broken representation, miming Saturn, the King who eats his children. Peer closely at this comic sonogram. The light that is not shown is PE or 17. The mouth that made this little light shine is our collective empty unbounded hunger. Guy Faux makes only one meal "Iggy in a basket" and by now you will instantly think "babe in a manger". "Its almost here" was played out this week reinforcing the spell of 911. 119 and 191 and 911 are all masks of the Square of Saturn, the Devil's telephone.

The goad of LMD driving driving driving into the mouth of the Empress of Adamah is inverted .. the mouths of the little beasts everywhere resist the whip, and the flames of Khaf ignite on the earth. The heart of each is inflamed, the test of charity, ass mistaking, salty mothers and sweet daughters, becomes the wood pile that Iesou Christou has been waiting for, to come again. You either die alone daily inwardly or you die one day externally altogether. Those who die daily are garbed or robed in a light that is not of the external Sun and the reach of His iron scepter. The test of the King is always will the stone be alive in its heart? Or will the stone be hard, empty and possessed only by its god, the stomach? Will the stone know itself past the shells of its parents, the shell of its skin, its bodies, all seen in the light of the external sun. Life or Hay or HH is inward and always and only in the kernel of the Self. The shells, always with fruit outside, are food for Chronos or Time or Saturn .. and he is the cookie monster.

The coming of the Great External King was heralded this past week in the showing of the teats that will pap this little Monster to its destiny. The closing trick of this is that you too have seen the teats! This also a sign of little monsters everywhere. Open mouths of unbounded hunger needing, demanding a J-O-B to get PE'd. Monarchy and Anarchy wrestling to get through the door last.

X marks the 640 acre palatial estate where Katherine has unveiled herself. Having already shared many times .. Katherine is Katrina is Erika is Kali is Shakti is Kor, the foundation stone of mouths in hell. While she barred her paps, William was talking on the phone or some such.

While visiting a Malaysian cemetery for World War II dead, the Royal couple smile for the munchkins. Feigning furiosity, they beg for your sympathy. Tea and milk?

The parents of the Great External King are the iron tools in the hand of the Supreme Self. A tool cutting a stone cut without hands; silent in the Temple. A stone with mysterium measurements of:

1 : 4 : 9

1 x 4 x 9 = 36

1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 + 7 + 8 = 36


19+20+21+22+23+24+25+26+27+28+29+30+31+32+33+34+35+36 = 666

The slivers of the ShMsh enter your eyes blinding you to his dark, enigmatic, fixitaing presence. Light acting on waters birthing twins, a lesser light with attendant shadow. What if there are twins in there? As ever, from before the aeons of time, only one of them will be Samael Bacile; I'm the other. The rod of iron being twenty-six in length is the only length able to hold the seat, to anchor the line between the square of a number, being five, the cube of a number, being three. There is no other number with this property in all of the numberdom.

5^2 vs 2 x 13 vs 3^3

I + H + V + H = 26

The devil in the blue dress has no head. Its again only the Great External King, its head covered in the anointing oil of Baphometis, will deliver all the shells, itself included, to a world remade and illuminated only be the light within. The fishes, diametrically opposed to the world above the event horizon, the world of water, of or in the air, will be tested as to breath in the net of Peter. If the fish breathe, once past breath no more, and speak "no man may take my life, I lay it down and I pick it back up again", Peter vanishes as dust in the wind. Petrefecations principle will have ovened and the nested the seed intelligence therein to its shatter moment, its sure trajectory standing straight up to its waiting crown. The way will open and the event horizon bride will bleed.

The excerpt below should pry your eyes wide shut wide blind.

Chateau D'Autet, the 640 acre estate in the south of France is the reveal of the coming union with the Great External Sun King. William on the I vs APL phone is communicating to all down in apron-ville, Katherine focusing on her sunbathing is to be overshadowed by the Holy Ghost. The tremors caused by merely showing the paps that will feed Him were world-wide, tick-tocks that the countdown to His day is on.

The monolith is sending out the waves to call all the monkeys to shine in anticipation. Mr. Higgins shows how "396" is the "40" or logos of the philosophical universe, meaning the word that upholds the box container .. on all a levels. 396 as seen below from pictures taken deep in Ign's well show that 369 is "6" or "union" and wink the concept that a new Brashith (create 6) will issue from the Great External Sun King's mouth. Chateau D'Autet also reinforces the metallic message with AUT. Considering the story line would it be any surprise if William had an accident? Down in MALaysia all the pics of her strolling with William in the cemetery have her under her parasol.

"The hotel in which they were staying is set in 640 acres of rolling countryside in south-eastern France and is owned by Viscount Linley, the late Princess Margaret’s son."

A 26 page spread to be published tomorrow by an Italian Magazine is ROMA AMOR sending the smell of the iron scepter over the earth.

The smashing of the Guy Fauxian fictional lines, pigs ear wallets with 30 pieces of silver in every pocket, and the world of boy in city is going "BYE GOOD". The event horizon is the SSSumation all of what is above it in the world of expansion, and what is below it in the world of compression. High - middle - low. Middleton has no head just as all the shells have no head. They do share one common head, A-Bram, the negation of Brama, surmounted by a giant dunce cap. The gravity of the internal Sun that makes the Universe go round is going to negate the A back to Bram, a self correcting flagellation if you will.

Happy Jewish New Year!

Post Script; more confirmation of the KTR spell:

Katherine is crowned the "Queen of the South Seas". Ha! It's a "half" naked truth.

China prepares to possibly nuke Japan over senKAKU sea or "south sea".

And to cinch this ruby-ruddy deal .. well need some shoes!


Post Post Script - for the those steeped in Tea and Milk .. a universe size cookie from Carlo Suares:

Three Mothers: Aleph Mem Sheen. Be-Schinah (in transformation): Esch and Maim and Rouahh. The word Schinah or Schanah (Sheen-Noun-Hay) signifies transformation or change. In current language it means "year", doubtless as a measure of duration, since time is the measure of change. Next we read Hhom (Hayt-Waw-Mem, translated as "heat", although heat is Hham: Hhayt-Mem without Waw) is created by Esch; Qor: Qof-Waw-Raysh (translated "cold") by Maim and Ruaia (Raysh-Waw-Yod-Hay), translated "surfeit", by Rouahh "knelt down" between the two.

Read in everyday Hebrew, and all the more so in translation, this verse is superficial. But the cabalist's attention is drawn to the Waw of Hhom, which should not be there if it only conversns Hham, heat. Is it not a question of the transformation of the Autiot? And must the sky and the earth be explored to state that fire engenders heat?

The Three Mothers, Aleph, Mem, Sheen summarise the whole process of energy. They beget themselves mutually, project themselves into existence and, first and foremost, into the human individual. This is the central concern of the Sepher Yetsira, which considers man the as teh focal point of all cosmic energies. Aleph, Mem, Sheen express simultaneously the essence, appearance and movement of everything. It is important to see these at work in the totality of everything that it is possible to mean. For the authors of the Sepher Yetsira the most important thing to show how the two poles of energy (essence-appearance, spirit-matter, etc., etc.) are One. As follows:

Fire, Esch, 1.300, transforms itself into Hhom, 8.6.40; water. Maim, 40.10.40, transforms itself into Qor, 100.6.200.

Esch, beyond our conception, becomes substance 8, undifferentiated, fertilising (6) the Mem (40), Maim becomes cosmic Aleph, 100, fertilising (6) the cosmic 200 (Raysh, as we have seen engenders Sheen). In short, Aleph becomes Mem and the two Mem become cosmic Aleph. We are here in the whirling round of the Autiot which we come to feel in our minds and even in our bodies. By Raysh-Aleph-Sheen, Aleph-Sheen enters the head (Rosch), Maim enters "the dwelling house", Bayt-Tayt-Noun (2.9.50), of the abdomen and Rouahh, the breath, unites the two through Guyia and Waw-Yod-Hay, the three Autiot of YHWH brought by Ghimel, 3, archetype of organic motion (in the order in which they seal the 9th Sephira). This verse opens up endless opportunities for contemplation." - Carlo Suares, The Sepher Yetsira, pages 100 & 101, Shambala

Ghimel 3, as archetype of "organic motion", uses in time Lamed 30, LMD, the whip as the tool of delivering YHWH into the torso. The 9th Sephira per Carlo is "Depth of the North". The Great Dragon, mouth agape, magnetically pulls the iron into its maw, a red running river of KFC chicken.


Blogger aferrismoon said...

Uncle Sam's sticks, twin towers that don't go away. All the misdirection will finally lead back to the stick-ing point - 9112001, itself divisible by 587 , the plane crash that came after, hitting Queens.

Uncle Sham Bar Seal [ wink wink ]


Sun Sep 16, 04:31:00 AM CDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Eugene,

I know just enough for this to make some sense to me. The allegorical themes mainly--the numerical studies go beyond my reach today, and perhaps eternally. I don't know.

And I am left with the massive question: what does it mean "to me" and to the shape of the world I know? You prophecy of an imminent immanence, and I process that reality on an emotional level. It "feels" true to me--but why? Is there an answer to that question--do I want the answer?

Mon Sep 17, 03:56:00 PM CDT  
Blogger Eleleth ר ק D said...

You're like the only one who understands me

Mon Sep 17, 10:17:00 PM CDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Eugene, I would like to discuss some of your work on an upcoming show. If you are interested, could you email me at

Fri Sep 21, 01:31:00 PM CDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Eugene,

Thought I'd comment here to be sure I reached you.

I just finished reading your poem. It touched me, because it seems to reflect in such short order many complex truths that I have tried to express.

Sat Dec 08, 04:02:00 PM CST  

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