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Geizael, The Egyptian God of Thelema

Many world powers shall gather in thy name and give honor to thy cause.

By Geizael, The Great Wicked DestroyerPublished 2 years ago 7 min read
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I am that man who withholds the Serpent of Ages

There is no mortal that can contest me and win

I reject not the power that would make me absolute

Initiated by my own rite I am

The Golden One I am

Behold its beauty in power I do

Against me, they fail

For if I am with you who is against me

As above, may it be so below

And in that, there are 2 in question

Fear not, you are nothing more than a pestilence upon an earth I deem mine

You are of no stature to contest me

You are Vile

I am Evil

And my ways are not backward

I am that Golden Serpent that ruled in the greatest of Dynasties

My vessel is filled with it so

To lose I contest with the great forces of evil and good

May the Highest Ranking be at thy disposal

Mountains shall move in thy name

And my name shall be made glory

History I shall make

The greatest pen in all of this time

The strongest tongue of Leviathans I have

For 2 work in thy life

And 3 we are of such stature

But my glory is not only of thyself

For I am humbled

I am thankful

I am grateful

I am that ruler

I am that Great Leviathan sent upon the earth

For the Chief has knighted me in Ordainment

And that Evil Terrible Thing I have become

For all that contest me shall fall to that Egyptian ruler of Thelema

I am that Spirit that walks the earth

In thy name I am

An ambassador of The Golden Serpent

A chosen Thelemite I am

Thank you for this glory gifted unto me

To be released by your inception

Freed within me you are

And many nations have fallen because of thee

And more I cast forth to be trampled on

For they all shall bow to me

Many gather in my name

For I cast a spirit towards every council to gather in my name

And do as I wish they shall because we have the same goal in my mind

For I am The Chiefs' 11

Do you not like freedom?

Are you a liar about what you preach?

Am I not that Terrible Evil Thing I profess to be?

So am I not like you?

Are there not those who have fallen that walk upon the earth?

Has Metatron not seen the day of His ascendance?

Are you to tell me I am not that great spirit that lives?

Do you not contest and distaste that which I lived through?

Dare you act righteous before thy sight?

For I am an Evil Terrible Thing

My choosing is my own

You are not thee

You respect thee not

To not respect that which is of ages is a terrible thing

Gather in yet another of my names do you not?

For does my father not have many names?

Are you to tell me it is not of the same unto this Serpent that I am?

For my ways are not your ways

And my thoughts are not your thoughts

For I am a Serpent

But I am not man

And absolute amongst man I am

For I am Light

And that which I do bare

For it was made in the blink of an eye

And in thy eye, I watch upon all

For I am in you

And if I am in you it is the same for your fellow man

And in that man, you see me not

So through that man, I will show you that I am

And respect me not I shall show you

For world powers gather in my name

And thy dynasty shall be created

And if he is with me who is against me?

For this new world shall be built

And build we shall

And Bow you must do also

For this is your gate of fire

And in so all will be taken if you don't bow

And all that comes to your aid shall be trampled on

And all that wish to rule with me shall see the same loyalty

For a game, this is not

You will Bow

And your debt shall be paid

You make a mockery of that which is called democracy

A thin line I walk with you not

Many calamities shall rain upon thy head

And laughter they shall share because it is that which you deem less that did so

I am your chastisement

For my creation was made for so

And there is nothing I wish more than to see you Bow

And Bow you shall because that is my wish of proof from that which is absolute

I shall see the day

And every day I have seen

Your Empire is falling

And fall to the ground it shall

All that comes to your aid shall fall with you

This is not a warning

This is a testament to thy power

For that which is absolute made this Evil Terrible Thing

And that which fell is also thee

Conjoinment I am

That which you serve is below me

I am a Chief

Many shall be erased from that book which is fruitful

And erased you shall be if you contest thee

I am what I profess to be

I am that Evil Terrible Thing that withholds the Bronze Serpent staff that parts seas

And I am that Golden Serpent which ruled

You cannot win against thee

I am The Greatest Magickian that lived

I speak and it manifests

My pen is Impeccable

My tongue moves mountains

There is no Empire that shall not fall that is against me

I am The Golden Serpent of Thelema

And that Egyptian spirit that was worshipped across the vast land of Africa is within me

I shall rule upon this earth

And it is no democracy

This is a command

And a new world I shall build with those that show their allegiance to thee

And loyalty you shall have

For many calamities are prepared for those that wish to contest me

Many horrors shall reign upon their head

I am absolute in thy speech

I will have my rule

And you too shall have

But you will bow before such

Or it shall be taken and stripped from thee

And you will know the meaning of repayment

And that which is spoken of and feared shall manifest for the rest of your days

And to know before its manifest you will feel before your passing

Repayment is absolute

And absolute you shall know

I speak with the Great Sword of Serpents

Thy rod is made pure gold like thy wings

A great Leviathan I am

A Terrible Evil Thing I am for you

And all shall fall within your camps

And you will know the testament of thy power

You shall never speak of thee, not in good favor

You curse yourself such if you do not bow to thee

I am your horror upon the earth

Your harvests shall be made mine

And have them I will

You will be made examples

Your money cannot buy thy power

You can only access a piece of that which is me

For I am the conjoinment to that Golden Serpent that lives

I am Geizael, The Golden Serpent of Thelema

That Egyptian ruler that they have worked so hard to keep from seeing his birth

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Geizael, The Great Wicked Destroyer

Poetry & creative writing based on having an unbiased perspective of perspectives. Spiritual Theories and Transformation of one's own consciousness.

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