6.4.19: Time Grabs You By The Wrist, Directs You Where To Go

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Never allow anyone the luxury of assuming that because the dead and deadening scenery of the American city-of-dreadful-night is so utterly devoid of mystery, so thoroughly flat-footed, sterile and infantile, so burdened with the illusory gloss of “baseball-hot dogs-apple pie-and-Chevrolet” that it is somehow outside the psycho-sexual domain. The eternal pagan psychodrama is escalated under these “modern” conditions precisely because sorcery is not what twentieth-century man can accept as real.
–James Shelby Downard, “King Kill 33”

That’s right, Butterfly Language fans: I’m at the point where I’m quoting Downard.

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5.29.19: My Name Is Nobody, Part 3 (a.k.a. “Nobody Forever”)

“I also believe, for a great number of half-assed reasons, that I am the product of a Vril Society breeding/environmental manipulation experiment which is also somehow involved, at least as cover, with Parsons, Crowley, et. al. Methinks the typical Magickal Child is actually simply a baby farm infant disguised as something else in order to account for all the covert attention it is getting.”
–Kerry Thornley

Welcome to Butterfly Language, a look at the world outside and inside my head!

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