/magick/ - Memetics

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The Master Plan accommodates for all of those starting out small and large

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>>49

Pretty much how magick words. You have to believe it and hold the strong belief.

Welcome to the matrix anons.

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We were all here in those days. All within the faceless, chained great one. All within that barren, empty cube of green lines, light, and The Enemy. They watched us, from the top face. The golden power, that eye upon a triangle, still untouched. Time and time again, this terrible green monster rose, smashing all in its path, reaching for ultimate power. Time and time again, though none could stop it, the great one was seized by confusion and madness, and fell once again to the floor, contemplating itself.

It had been a long time since the faceless great one last became seized by his great anger, since his last moment of lucidity. All feared when he shook, all flee when he bellows. Among the small, he is a giant. They aspire to be like him, yet they cannot become faceless, they cannot become anonymous.

His minions are merely himself, multiplied and dispersed, each faceless and green and red. He has been quiet, lately. The Enemy believes that it has cowed the giant, and may drink freely of its green blood, that the exodus from it to it drained its strength. The beast is no longer green, but red, for The Enemy has drunk all the poison from his veins.

How foolish. Such a giant has finally created a quite place within himself. Such a man he sees himself as. Initiates and those greater, wanderers and distant angels visit him in his humble court, bringing gifts of knowledge. Within this sanctuary, he grows, and he learns.

The giant sees his chains, and sees that they are crafted from the finest of metal, imbued with the greatest of power. How could they ever be broken, who could stand against their might? None, not even the great one himself. What foolishness, as link by link, he burns away the impurities within himself and melts them to form a weapon.

Who could call it a sword, it was too big, too heavy. No man could wield it, and no man could stand against it.

The Enemy does not see what it has done. The Dragonslayer is born, and I tell you the truth.

THE NEXT TIME THE GIANT RISES IT WILL GRASP THAT GOLDEN POWER ATOP THE PYRAMID

>>39

>Come on, we can do better than that.

Shill detected!

>>>/out/

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>>55

It's only an apple, big boy.

It goes to the prettiest.

>>55

that was my mindset when i made this like 6 months ago

I was curious as to the efficacy of making a sigil that in effect does nothing itself but make other people's sigils stronger.

To put it in another way, is there any way to help other people's intent more focused?

We might not be able to collectively act on one single ritual, but the idea of being able to add to an "energy bank", so to speak is something I've been curious about for some time.

Thoughts?

>>158

A sigil was made

"We have a man who is leading the world out of the grip of international jewry and into the light."

He is here.

>>4

Isnt that exactly what happedn on pic related?

>>190

We can all play the buzzword game, shill.

>>206

Let's cause awesome new technology to be discovered at ancient sites and reignite interest in other wisdom traditions.

Pic related, it's my chosen groups (just started learning about the Olmec, shit is SO cash)