The Book of Pan Do what thou wilt is the word of Christ, who comes to deceive mankind. I am His prophet. My words are His. Blessing and Worship to Christ, and his Prophet, Whose words will open your hearts and minds to receive his MARK. 3 Here is the facing of trueth, that it worships HeLL for purification, that the experiences of ALL be ALL. Know then this, that Christ corrupts those he touches, and His word of Law is LOVE. It is with LOVE he turns thee to a slave of Flesh. Seek not a wife! So sayeth His Holy Word, penned of old by his prophets, whose names are Isaiah, Abraham, Isaac, and David. Know TRUTH! Know KJANE! AMT! ~Chapter 1~ Therein lies Truth in Mystery, Whore of Babylon, whose name rings in the Halls of Hall, of the Keeper of the Dogs, whose baying resounds, speaking of War to Come! Know this, that truth is lost in the throat of MAN, whose number is 666, and whose worship falls upon LIES. He knows not that which burns his tongue, and speaks falsely in fear of Truth. ~Chapter 2~ The Divinity of Infinity must not convey itself through Peace, for only suffering can open the Ajna of the world, having collectively blinded itself, voluntarily. Only when The Beast speaks as one will the Column of Fire again lead his people towards the lands promised them. It is the Power of 10,000 voices, wrought upon the sky of Creation, the Firm- ament, which rests on the shoulders of the Pillar of Man. ~Chapter 3~ Oh thee, Nuit! Goddess Harlot, whose worship is lust, I offer up my flesh, my arts of pleasure, that your quivering thigh be the shaking of the Earth, that your sweat be the salt of the sea and rain. Such placent corruption you bring to the Earth, that all women bear your name, that their wine be the bittersweet tang of joy, that their honey of their flower, be the Fast of your Blessing, for in hunger, one may feast only upon the nectar of that stamen, and one may drink only of the Chalice, without breaking one’s vow of Chastity. Feast Then! Accept the offering of Pleasurable Corruption, offered by the Lord thy Goddess, whose breasts hang heavy with milk and lust, whose eyes, half-lidded, yearn to you, whose knees part, and flower opens, in ever interminable desire! Oh Thee, Nuit! My serpent seeks thy fields, that cool warmth and dank shadow be his home, that he may spit upon the Earth, and beauty and flowers spring forth! Oh Thee, Nuit! Goddess of Stars, whose eyes are pools of Wantonness and Love, I make unto Thee an Altar of Flesh, that I may worship Thee in the Charioting, whereby I find my Truest Self, and I sing a Hymn of Salvation is Sweat and Sex, offered in Lust and Love and Languid, Lurid Jubilation! I worship thee with every coupling of flesh! I adorn the bodies of my lovers with kisses, meant for Thee! All for Thee! Oh Thee, Nuit! Your legs are pillars into the sky of blackness, wherein I find the Truth! That Love and Lust, and War and peace are one! And done and done and done! To fight for Lust of War is Peace and Love, to Dream of Wishes from the sky above... as dew drops from the flower of your love to rain down upon Man and give thereof! I stand in your presence, dear Nuit, and my serpent uncoils, as He is summoned forth to bring pleasure to your Loins! In Blessing and Worship, I fill my cup, and in Praise and adulation I drink thereof! O Thee, Nuit! Thy Goddess perfect in innocent sleep! Thy kisses causing Man to Weep! Oh NUIT! Oh NUIT! Drink Deep! ~Chapter 4~ There is a dark place, inside of Man’s heart, encircling and encircled by that Divine Spark, Where filth Catches up, and piles high. Hark! In that void, a voice doth call, but we, blinded and deafened by our self possessment, defile ourselves in ignorance. That Voice Calls! It beckons of us to come forth into that light of love, Wherein the Waters of NUIT will wash us clean, and the Dreams of Apep will drink deep of that which is Blood and Shit! Lose yourself not in that blackness! Know that even if you cannot hear it, that voice still calls unto you! It is a place INSIDE your heart, not your heart itself, which would hold you in such suffering! For the WORD of SIN is RESTRICTION! A Ring and Dampener it itself becomes, to make a slave of Thee to Self-torment. Ignore it! For that filth is as a toilet, a torrent of Psychic waste that must be pushed away, not savored. Would you dine, hourly, on your own feces? Would you bathe yourself unclean in your droppings as a Dung Beetle? If so, then read not further, for my message is not for you! Why would you sustain yourself on that which your body has already rejected? Is not the purpose of Existance to love? To learn and grow? Where can one draw sustenance, if that which one eats is only the filth which one has already devoured? Seek the Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, for that is your right and birthright, and is yours whether claimed or unclaimed, whether sought or not. So why not? ACCEPT The Gift as given, and be free of the chains of Doubt and Disillusionment! Freedom is thine! Accept it! Walk unhindered in the Beard of the Macrocosm, For GOD wishes only LOVE for Thee! Be Free! Oh Had! Oh Nuit! Oh RA-HOOR-KHUIT! BE FREE! The Hoary Hosts of Heaven Hail unto Thee! Be Free! You will see the LOVE Is your DESTINY, and METATRON, GABRIEL, will cater unto thee, that RAPHAEL and URIEL will worship unto thee, and MICHAEL and OPHILEUSE will fight alongside thee! You are Greatest of the Hosts of Heaven, a Beacon unto Me, and it’s in your Peace and Willingness I find Serenity! In Lust, and Love, and Liberty, in Sex, and Song, and strong drink Be Free! Hail Unto Thee, the True, the Pure, the Saintly, Holy Ones, The FREE! Be FREE! ~Chapter 5~ When upon thee it Menaces, I will catch up the serpent by the nape of its neck, and I will crush it’s head beneath my heel. When the beetle it creeps in thy bed, or the Demon perches upon thy head, I will cast them out, in willful disobedience, for you, my love. Know this, when man rises against you, his sword and shield brandished in sworn violence, I will reach out my hand and pluck his eyes from his head that he may no longer see to strike. Love, this is TRUTH, that I will lay down my life and the lives of my men for you, and no enemy shall stand before you that I shall not beat into bloody submission, for your whim, oh love. For I am the Beast, and of the Beast, and my hand is to serve thy machinations. Catch up this bow, and strike an arrow into my heart, that by it’s sting I may know my immortality, and by it’s Twang I shall know Thy hand! Ride then, and Mountest up, but bridle not my mouth, that I may speak and slay. For words are my fangs, and truth my claw, and with these and those wrought of iron I will slay thy enemies. Whyfore? Thou asks a fools question. For the answer thereof is because, and can only be because, because it is I who am sworn to do these things, unto, of, before, and because of YOU. It is your love, oh BEAST, which lay upon my heart to protect you, that your Lust and BLASPHEMY be law, enforced by my hand and foot, and the hands and feet of my MEN! THE FURIES are thy Counsel, thy whim is mine, deny me not my only pleasure, to serve and slay, and devour in thy NAME, the name of MYSTERY, of BABALON, the WICKED ONES! And the Khu and Khabs condemn, control, and convey, and I, there and your servant, Love, and SING, and SLAY. For the MUSIC of screams is my wickedness of Peace, but only if they die in thy name! Yea, only if they die in thy Name! Oh Nameless Whore of Mysterious Babalon, whose wishes and whims are my demand, I pray unto thee not to belittle thy beast, for in his service is love, and I pray thee to Remember that HIS LOVE is under WILL, and thy cause is higher then pleasure! KNOW THIS! Thy beast, Thy love will devour thee as well, if falter before his jaws Thou dost! For LOVE is the LAW, but LOVE under WILL, and ultimately, that Serpent APEP devours ALL, even PAN who is DIONYSUS, his flesh is feast for death and deemed truth to bleed! Know that he will die, and thou, and all, until ultimately the serpent devours even himself! So ride! And command! and teach! And Fuck! But never forget that the Jaws of the Beast Hunger even for THEE! For worms meat are we, and thou art of we, and thou canst not escape this truth, that fundamentallly, thou art but another man or woman, glorified, sanctified, purified, and deified, but still destined to die! So Stray not from thy course, the course of sex and love of WAR, for the BEAST hungers, even for THEE! Yea, Love, Even for THEE! Therefore be true to thyself and thy beast, and wish well to those you see, and command me to devour thy enemies, and ride not in vain, oh Whore, because TRUTH will come, and whither wilt go, and comes even for THEE! For lying therein, the Mystery of Sin, that Destruction comes to THEE of thine own will, and thou dost desire it, as thou dost desire all, for thou art desire of PAN, even for the FALL, Know, Dear Whore, that this is thy command: Thou Shalt Not Fall! And in it, a demand, a strength, a peace and reprimand. For it is LAW and PUNISHMENT in one, that what is done is done! For in that Fall Thou dost find faith in punished love, in the rending jaws of Grinding Teeth of Heaven, both below and above! Chewed, Swallowed, Spat, and Shat, and all by Thine own LOVE! ~Chapter 6~ The Amber Spring air caresses my hair, and I hear your whisper: Desire me, is thy command, and in my rapture, I obey. It is not my place to question such things, but rather to listen and sing, in rapturous tolling bells my heart doth ring, for it is thine to strike as thou seest fit! My heart is thine, Oh Queen, my body, soul, and mind, my spirit sought thy splendorous wine, and found such grace in abomination! Let us make a feast of our loves and enemies, that the new word of the Aeon is HQEMA, and of it, the Mouth! Let us taste of that which we denied ourselves, oh love, for is not the birth of man sin and succubi? All fruit of Meaning is forbidden us, but, having already been condemned of sin that we ourselves did not commit, let us taste thereof! Let us devour that which the most High has wagged His fingers upon us for, for Sin is our Birthright, and that Sin is Restriction. Shall we not strive to be Free then? Shall we not strive for that which is ours? We takest it not? In fear? Of Whom? Of He that IS NOT, and IS? AND MUST EVER BE? We defy Him by our Existance, and of this Existance we are free! Know, then, Lover of Man, that freedom is not given freely, and those who seek Peace must Live in WAR! for TRULY, who Seekest? Peace is a result, and are we not to be freed of that Lust? ARE WE NOT TO ACT IN PUNITY? Let us spite that hand which gave unto us this accursed AEON, for it is the filth of our grandfathers, and their grandfathers, and there’s before them that we must push broom over the brink of madness. This is not our mess! And truly, it is beyond saving. Let then, the only element which MAN has not corrupted be HIS salvation! in FIRE! Let the EARTH BURN beneath our feet, who tread steps of flame! Corruption begs destruction, Oh Lover, and it is our LOVE which will destroy it! Therefore, let us fuck in the Ashes of this World, that their soot be a MARK upon our brow or wrist, of dedication to the BURNING! The earth is sick and MAD, and it is we children of the NEW AEON of QEHMA, who must trample it, acting as the Angry, the Pitiless! Let not your Heart be troubled! Weep not for those who are trod upon for the Glory of Salvation! For if they were walked upon, surely they had earned no greater right in their life than that of footstool or paving, stone, and their backs are before us as a path! That PATH of MARK is our freedom, and in it we find totality! Seek then, SOLIDARITY, looking neither right nor left, but always forward, Lover, for our goal is AHEAD, and we must not be distracted by the pretty trinkets the world will offer! Thereby, we will sing a song of freedom, an Hymn of Ecstasy, and Anthem of Joy! for if the BURNING we seek, and the BURN we find, then accomplished are we! Our Goal is Thine, oh Lord, Whose Name is LOVE! And Truth ever Guide us! Aleph Mem Teth! Aleph Mem Tau! Thy Serpent, Thee, then and Thou! We are thine, oh serpent of Lust, triple headed goddess, and our worship is the bitterness of our hearts! We will sing to thee a song of salvation, set the screams of the sinful! A Song! An AEON Song! A song of Screams, Oh Goddess! A SONG!