It’s the end of your motherfucking world, bitches. That’s what it is.
| Boom, Motherfucker. Boom. |
As I get this steam engine steaming and get things rolling, I’ll be publishing a cohesive, ongoing revelation about the human condition based on my experiences in Hermetic Magic, the pursuit of the Great Work, the creation of the Philosopher’s Stone, and the subsequent use each precious grain of its miraculous powder in changing the world.
So … basically, everything I’ve been writing about for years, and applying directly for the last year or so. It will, hopefully, be as life changing for you as it has been for me. There are certain things about it that make this … uh, experience we share into something freaking amazing.
It’s not really new. It’s not even all that profound, really. Apocalypses rarely are. It’s stuff you should know, stuff I’ve even talked about before in these 1200 blog posts. Stuff that makes sense.
But it’s stuff that changes the world.
The world I’m making is a lot like this one, but instead of a planet full of idiots that piss you the fuck off with their endless bullshit all the time, it’s populated with awesome, beautiful, powerful creator gods who laugh and love and fuck and drink and laugh some more, people who aren’t doing shit that sucks, people who find something awesome and share it with you so you can enjoy it to, people who see you take it and make it your own and are all, damn, that’s sweet! Instead of people going to jobs that suck all the time, it’s got people who are just laughing about how money keeps coming in from amazing sources without even hardly trying. Instead of people miserable in their relationships, it’s got people posting romantic images and comments to each other, smiling and humming when they think of one another.
Basically, it’s this world we’re in right now, only instead of being stuck and putting up with the pain and suffering of meeting responsibilities false obligations, it’s filled with fulfilled people pursuing their reason for existence, people creating fun and exciting lives for the joy of it.
The joy of it…
That’s the ROpocalypse.
Hang on.