Category: Visions of Visignis

Leòn de San Marco.

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Beast of St Marks
Court­yard of the Doge’s Palace (Venice) — Scala dei gigan­ti — Lion of Saint Mark

PAX TIBI MARCE EVANGELISTA MEVS

 

Born in a Morgue and torn from my moth­er

Adop­tion arranged by the church and state.

Please Read Born in a Morgue Click Here
link above opens in new win­dow

Chris­tened by St Mark 1967

I was raised in the St Marks Church West Wol­lon­gong NSW. My mums par­ents were of St Michaels where I went to pre school and kindy. I remem­ber the end of year play I was­n’t cho­sen. So I fig­ure I  was dif­fer­ent even back then. After that at school, I was nev­er cho­sen either but by then I knew I was dif­fer­ent. Very Dif­fer­ent.

So every sun­day it would be off to church to make and impres­sion and line up in front of the min­is­ters by my grand­moth­er side.

My dad’s mum was award­ed Queens Birth­day hon­ours for her ser­vice to the church, rose soci­ety and deaf soci­ety. She was the church organ­ist so she dragged my cousin and my sis­ter and I to organ lessons and she bought us an organ. I sor­ta learned to play but could­n’t wait till end of les­son when I could slaugh­ter every­one at the flash colour sound game Simon.

Dai­ly Favourites sto­ry back then and if I had, well church and Me might of had a dif­fer­ent chal­lenge.

So it came to me being con­firmed into the St Marks Church along side my cousin at 15  fol­low­ing my sis­ter as my fam­i­ly had done for cen­turies, pledged their alle­giance to the solar phal­lic sky fuck­er.

It was a big event, huge once in a life­time. Church par­ty clothes, cer­e­monies, lunch­es, pledges and promis­es. It had been planned for years by my grand­moth­er, her proud grand­ma moment. She planned a din­ner at the town hall for her friends me and us in prepa­ra­tion for prim and prop­er cousin sue and me to be dressed up in white and giv­en to god as his vir­gin wives because that is what con­fir­ma­tion is.

So I did what all good pagan kids should of done. I said no, I refused to be con­firmed in the church and did THAT raise hell through the fam­i­ly.

They begged and plead­ed bribed and lied to get me to change my mind, they tried what they could to force me using their fear tac­tics and hell.

How­ev­er by then, I did know who I am, so at around the time my vir­ginal cousin was lin­ing up to get drunk with jesus and par­take of stale shit­ty bread­sticks, in June 1982 I was burn­ing a nine foot diam­e­ter cir­cle in my back yard.  I dragged my mate Suellen the Fox over and I per­formed blood cer­e­mo­ny and ded­i­cat­ed our­selves to Pan. 26 June 1982 in the Shade of Mt Nebo and the twin Sen­tinels Keira and Kem­bla.…..

Self Ded­i­cat­ed to Pan and Nature at 15
who knew ded­i­cat­ing myself to myself, not me.

I always knew that rev­e­la­tions was me. The night I sat in the lounge­room and watched DamienOmen1, I knew that night and I was ter­ri­fied. I had always known but then made to for­get by man.

So I went thought life till now, know­ing I was that 666 birth cer­tifi­cate num­ber 888 of 1967. I rec­on­ciled that one ear­ly though. I fig­ured anti was oppo­site, so If jesus was a boy in the north, the anti christ has had to be a girl in the south. How right I was all the way even mag­net­i­cal­ly.

so I was­n’t wor­ried about the evil bit as I had already worked out the mir­ror bit evil|live’

there was noth­ing in that word and I fig­ured once i knew how many mil­lions have been killed by the church through­out time, the total destruc­tion of women and pagans, that heck I could nev­er be that bad.

and i knew that it was nev­er about me blaz­ing out there, It was exact­ly how it is and always will be. It would all hap­pen in it’s own good time or not at all, I was­n’t going to lose sleep over it.

But I always won­dered what every one else knew.  I knew I was tagged and known but I just ignored it and got on with my life of fun..  I could­n’t under­stand how I was so inter­est­ing to oth­ers and them not say a word to me. I lived in a world of silence and no acknowl­edge­ment. That was a good thing if you have read my let­ter of word because the word con­struct around my word image is pret­ty hor­ren­dous and elic­its a pret­ty equal reac­tion from those weak mind­ed indi­vid­u­als that placed all their eggs in the god bas­ket.

I man­aged to get to 58 years with­out any­one know­ing or acknowl­edg­ing who I am. I’d say it every now  and then to watch the “you are crazy” looks on peo­ples faces but over­all I did­n’t say any­thing. every­thing has a time and a time for every­thing and it was nev­er the time or place.….… until now..

I know that I went through trans­mu­ta­tion, the big one, cross­ing the abyss and hav­ing some oh wow changes but I look in the mir­ror and oth­er than the weight loss that was need­ed, I can­not see any  dif­fer­ence.. but ani­mals do.. and chil­dren.…. and well .. so does sin Mark. and Sin Paul.

and there­in lays the church­es dilem­ma. Know­ing that I was going to be born, know­ing I was pre­dict­ed to tear down the lot what did they do? Demo­nize me so that every chris­t­ian in the world and then some have vehe­ment­ly hat­ed me since way before I was a twin­kle in my dad­dy ball­bag and them ass­holes like mar­tyring them­selves.

After my con­ver­sa­tion with that those call God for 21 days,  I land­ed a bit woobil­ly with ideas and thoughts zap­ping around every­where but I was still me.

What I have found on this jour­ney is that the avatars exist for the ones in the sto­ry as real as they are in the sto­ry. I have an issue with simon eager being overea­ger, then i find sion and his tem­ple.. and simon the eager zealot.. oh yeah this one despis­es pagans.…..same same.

But it was with great shock sur­prise shock and a slight smile when on Christ­mas day I was once again Marked named and Chris­tened by St Mark.

back­sto­ry: my very good friend Eve (fun­ny that) is estranged from her only daugh­ter Anna. I have seen her so sad for so many years. She talks to Anna but “some­thing” always comes up to stop them meet­ing up again.
I watched this for a while and then said to eve, it’s Mark her hus­band block­ing you. I could see it so clear =. The meth­ods (white knight) mak­ing her into a help­less woman who does­n’t know her own mind. he has crushed her spir­it and destroyed her cre­ativ­i­ty in order for him to be king of “his fam­i­ly” and he is the son of a preach­er man. Joy. Gri­mace.
So I mes­saged her Christ­mas night and told her straight about her mum and sure enough soon mark took over the con­ver­sa­tion from her.

that con­ver­sa­tion fast degrad­ed into pure misog­y­ny by Mark towards his wife and all women. I refused to be put in that box so I spoke back and St Marks true col­ors start­ed shin­ing through, the zealot chris­t­ian male con­troller of women and tak­er of ener­gy. The most benign malev­o­lence. The incubus that is St Mark. leech a par­a­site parad­ing as a white knight hero res­cuer of women.. St Mark needs to steal wom­en’s light as he has none of his own.  Mark of the Beast..

Born Named and Con­firmed 25th Dec 2024

and this is what I and all the pagan chil­dren awak­en­ing have to deal with .. a false reli­gion set up to destroy it’s ene­my .. the pagan race   .. US Me U

the true evil that is chris­tian­i­ty.. this seem­ing­ly benign well respect­ed man turned in an instant into some ancient chris­t­ian fanat­ic straight from the bow­els of the bible.

The Validity of a Magus By Magi Swan. XOX

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Aleister Crowley’s Book Of ThoTh

Opened and Unveiled by

MArgarETruth Swan
888

The Mirror of MAAT (Mayet)

the key to it all

Horus of the hori­zon
Some­times you just  got to look at things from the edges, not just hone in on the sweet invit­ing thirst quench­ing cen­tre.
Skat­ing the edges, that is where the fun is.. on the tightrope of the abyss between here and there.       ‑Mayet

Horus of the Horizons (Dusk and Dawn)
presents
The Aqua Aura
Magi Mayet
Kheiron   XlOlX   Astraea
SHARE — the Healing Hand of Mother Earth

Liber 0 The Book of Nothing.

The Magus

First we grab ahold of the magus card and check it out a bit for the umpteenth mil­lion time and get that famil­iar “not my fave card or colours” feels. I do see poten­tial in the greens down the bot­tom, we shall see.

One thing I note this vis­it­ing time is that Al would of known that it was­n’t my fave so would not of been the first card I played with or the top 15 even.

Lets face it, Aleis­ter Crow­ley kept his best secrets to last, I am already here, unveil­ing his last secrets which will spawn more of his secret for all to unveil, so I am not the best secret, maybe in the top few if I squeeze in by danc­ing and smil­ing.

Or maybe brib­ing the arm­chair judges with grapes, if I can hand them over with out devour­ing them.I ate  a two kilo bag of grapes today, Oh yum they were divine, red grapes so juicy.  I see you look­ing at me, I swear the stems weighed over a kilo.

Back to magi mag mag­pie magus who is look­ing very yel­low ooz­ing the mer­cu­r­ial yel­low tones and now we will find out what is behind the pic­ture  of Magus the Magi Mage of the age, deep inside the mir­rors of ThoTh.

I have a few dif­fer­ent meth­ods and steps of Hor’Ver and all pro­duce dif­fer­ent results. Many more meth­ods unfold as i move through time and images give me new clues and cues to make moves here or there.

Instinct & Intuition

have always been in me, those gifts in that pan­do­ra’s par­cel box from the Godlings. So I move the atus togeth­er and apart all over the the uni­verse and beyond at will and whim but first I do the stan­dard few for con­trol before the chaos to see what I am work­ing with and where it can go for an adven­ture.

The first one is the full flip. I dupli­cate the card and I flip it both Hor­i­zon­tal­ly and Ver­ti­cal­ly giv­ing the exact mir­ror image oppo­site of the orig­i­nal card. Like this on the right.

I noticed straight away the first time I did this a few years back with magi magus that the cen­tral pil­lar is bro­ken. I noticed that both the magus and the mir­ror upside down magus are in the shad­ows with the body look­ing like a dark blue shirt. True Blue. As Aussie as bro.

How­ev­er because the cen­tral pill is snap­pied I will go back and hor’ver it the oth­er way like this below on the left. This is cre­at­ed by flip­ping the image by ver­ti­cal only. No hor­i­zon­tal flip yet.

Much bet­ter strong cen­tral pil­lar keep­ing bal­ance by hold­ing onto their mir­rors legs. It was when I dupli­cat­ed & flipped this one image, the one on the left that the fun start­ed.

Below Right is the pair to the one on the left. I love it, his face is now ALSO side­ways as well as mor­ph­ing from the orig­i­nal pose. The image below left is the cropped image of the right.

The Word is Vibrating

Amaz­ing appear­ances of Bal­ance and Lions always the lions which is real­ly my lioness.

When putting any image or images com­bined all togeth­er into a com­plete Hor’Ver, the steps tak­en to get the end result are depen­dent on the steps tak­en and the order they were placed on top of each oth­er to deter­mine the end prod­uct.

This was notice­able for me way back years ago the moment I hor’vered the sun card for the first time and dis­cov­ered one of its sim­ple secrets.  See the Sun’s Secrets HERE for more details.

The end can change even if the bits are the same. The order counts. If I do it one way, i like to go back and do it the oth­er, just to see what I missed.

And oh Look an inap­pro­pri­ate lion appears and I laugh hard. As per the com­ment below on the ThoTh tarot group on face­book.

Sor­ry Jem, I am the MRS,  Lady Swan, a Pen, I am the scribe of here and now of this and that.

This is all the work of Aleis­ter Crow­ley and Lady Mar­garet (Frie­da) Har­ris. So as Aleis­ter says, con­sult his work to find your answers, I did con­sult and ques­tion the work and the answer is Lions. I see an awe­some kan­ga­roo of course and a huge cen­taur very Khe­iron Like. There is a cou­pla of lamas and wolves and giraffe look­ing hors­es with bri­dles too. In my imag­i­na­tion at least. There is a bum or two, thomas the tank, a crea­ture with feet and legs open and anoth­er few crea­tures large and small down the cen­tre.

It is the Aeon of the San­i­mal after all. SNML —  Sen­tient Ani­mals, Satan and her crit­ters. The Aeon of Moth­er Earth.