Today A thread got Spammed in a glorious manner and was then duplicated, as requested, and then finally deleted.
It was a sad thing.
Luckily I copy and pasted the entire thing on to my PC!
I dont know who started the thread, I should have taken the time to notice who did it, but I didn't have the time as it got banned so quickly. If
anybody knows who it was then please Speak up with the authors name.
Im sure whoever it was is banned now and its a shame for they are surely a bright minded individual with a slightly eccentric manner.
Of course the content was a bit too drug orientated for ATS and as such it got deleted, but it was truly full of gems.
Today is the third day of feasting for Thelemites such as myself. Feasting for the reception of the Law.
I feel that Crowley would have loved the content of the Spam thread, and for that reason I bring it to you here in short stories, edited tastefully
and suped up slightly so as to make it more legible, but still in essence the same as the original.
Improved only in the slightest of ways the credit of the text will always remain with its unknown author.
Edited so that it may remain within the confounds of what ATS considers acceptable.
I hope This thread will remain and not be deleted, Ive done a good job of editing the spam post so that it might remain for ever a part of ATS
history. Something that as a happy and contributing member, who frequents ATS daily, I just felt was the right thing to do.
So without further ado here it is!! Well done whoever you are and I hope you are feasting like me !!!!!!!!!!!!!
93 93/93 !
You are beneath me as i am above you. i look down upon you.
As above so below in this holographic fractal reality where I of sound will alter with my hands the flow of energy.
I live on the surface in the sunshine where i am loved by the sun amongst the flowers where the bees buzz.
You are more than welcome to join me. Cowards. To breath the fresh air as i do amongst the trees.
Where your feet surely deserve to dance the jig in the breeze.
I as High Priest with rainbow technicolor kaleidoscope eyes offer you a hand, not up to the noose where you'll gag
in the trees but toward greater heights where your wings can unfurl to soar through the heavens & beyond.
If you rudely and disrespectfully insist i am sure i could accommodate you by tying on a good one to your finest suit.
Better to live a day as a tiger with eyes burning brightly in the night. Where luna glows before my open third eye as I am
immortal. Than to live a brief lifetime as a sheep, like you with your
head down in the field never to know the wind in your hair awaiting execution by the farmers sharpened blade of
slaughter. Living as a mindless slave born into mental bondage with great fear in your heart.
Never even taking the time to gaze outward in wonder at the twinkling starry sparkling horizon.
Never envisioning with one's star gate imagination, sight beyond sight, of alien worlds.
Nearby are mushrooms. The fungus which is amongst us on the ground sits a holy manna which is
enjoyed by the wise sages who know the truth about the fictitious character promoted to enslave.
There in a manifesto. there in a tome of stolen, warped, & mutated pagan tales rewritten out of power mongering.
Shadowy spells cast for mental programming. Viruses promoting false effigies. Usurper zombie demons sent to trick the
ignorant masses from behind a mask. A fitting attire for a ritual by a crystal lake where hot young nympho
scarlet women lay drained of their life forces in a bed, exhausted from tantric sexual practices. The experience begotten.
While those oblivious to the truth, too afraid in zealot dogmatic superstition with minds blinded by villains do not imbibe
but worse dare to prohibit others for their ugly fears attempting to deny them evolution in conspiracy against the
wild & free spirit of man at behest of foreign hostile powers whom fear you thinking for yourselves.
Because when you are thinking your own thoughts you are not thinking theirs.
Manifesting living dreams with psychic energy. Breathing life into your thought forms rather than their nightmares.
As a polymath mentat i am aware that there are substances which hasten self apotheosis. Many discoveries lye awaiting you in an
infinite cornucopia of entheogenic delights. Scientific evidence of something truly wonderful & magical.
All of which a witch like myself can grow from pure waste.
So there is still hope for you yet. Though i forgive you i do not forget that i am stardust.
condensed energy as matter given form & substance through frequency vibration.
as i look towards the sun with a smile upon my face i laugh about your failure to incite me against my
philosophy in attempt to drag me down with violence into the mire of
your existence on a lower spiritual plane as a less evolved entity. which i wipe from my heel in the grass time &
Should you continue to trespass against me make no mistake
fools that you are playing with a fiery phoenix who breathes flame as spells born of mind are cast having been writ.
I know the truth & it requires no defense against your pathetic
lies born of your ignorance driven out by the light of my knowledge. for i wield a mighty blessed sword kissed
by your daughter & i will stab at thee with my falace!
You cant keep a good man down, boing! Your hallucinatory shame, guilt, & sin are not mine to bare for plunder
as they do not exist as
anything but the screeched projections of selfishly greedy thoughtless infantile minds such as your own in attempt
to justify your actions as delusional monkeys who have been allowed to play dress up in the middle of the street for
far too long hiding behind corrupt badges acting out your thuggish morbid hero fantasies as they whisk their feeble
small egos which can die to be born greater anew with the proper tools of spiritual alchemy as the human system is an
The secret of alchemy is to take something & make it better. who's world views on a planetary fiefdom are built upon
foundations of lies & wishful thinking as they get on their knees murmuring curses with a laughable false sense of moral
superiority & perform symbolic ritual sex magick in their clown car death cult churches where they conspire worshiping...
First dates .Extra dimensional brain parasites. Memetic organism life forms spread via thought viruses which load themselves onto
the neurons of the brain spread from synapse to synapse usurping the personalities of their human host vessels as
daemons manifesting themselves in corporeal being within hands with thumbs to better interact with this plane
of existence brought forward into being through channeling.
edit on 10-4-2012 by Lagrimas because: (no reason given)