The story starts in 2009 in California, City of Angels or LA.
To gangsters some shirts are like a uniform with implications here.
It wasn’t safe or easy to steal those shirts from them that day.
Wearing these dark disguises, I’m posting blogs like I have no fear.
With my skillz I survived their wrath of feelin’ some kinda way.
On MySpace fame’s from other myspace users. Not walkin’ in my shoes.
I averaged 300 hits daily before they closed down that blog.
The hits weren’t coming from MySpace though; clever marketing I use.
I hit the streets and put on a show some things online left a log.
I must have been a good influence, and the power I had I did not abuse.
Years later I learned on GLP a whole meme was made out of me.
Thousands of imposters proceeded me trying to fit my theme.
I only made the first 10 pages where someone parroted what they see
on my blog and a bit on the street as it became “The Nobody Meme.”
I’m the person it was based on, but the meme’s fans my fans don’t be.
Posts and videos I wrote seem for someone specific yet shown publicly.
In “A video for the Illuminati” I ask for furniture apparently.
I said some shit about myself, repeated in the GLP thread.
Trying to be me many tried to prove application to them seemingly.
Yet I said a lot of things that Nobody can say and not end up dead.
I guess that was impressive, and at the end of the day I was only one
on GLP claiming Nobody who archived these things the OP repeated.
The Nobody Meme’s not about me. I’m just the origional Nobody, son.
They’re looking for some great warrior that could not be defeated
ironically by my own words, a bullshit artist inspiring people a ton.
There’s a lot more to this story, but I’ve left my details on GLP.
I burned all my bridges on the way out to ensure unpopularity.
Apparently to me accomplishing an agenda is more important than fame.
So I did the same with the website I ran, trashing earned credibility.
Nobody burns their bridges on purpose when playing a dangerous game.
On this map I’ll lead 12 + 1 white rabbits through my occult fame.
Halloween is over so this must be a thanks-giving theme.
Have no fear the devil’s here in holy spirit if you play my game.
I’ve made a game to play, and in my third eye there’s a devil gleam.
This must be a magick trick Apocalypse of theirs and mine the same.
Go to The Waffle House if you live in the grand ol’ USA.
Play the jutebox’s music and I’ll be there in spirit I promise you.
Login at your own peril for others may come to play,
but I’m in every song vicariously either way doing the thing I do!
Play a song and watch its theme come into real life today.
This must be a weapon of mass construction, but how am I doing this?
I’m a muse and symbiotic parasite inside other people’s games here.
Follow the music and talk some shit creating harmony’s bliss.
I’m a good influence, I promise, so have no fear.
This is a thanks-giving themed poem, lessons here don’t miss.
It starts with this poem as you wonder if you’re being played.
Here we go, and here we go again as I rant and rave in ryhme
with faith in some ideal that understanding is displayed
to those who know what they’re seeing who will see it in due time.
The longer you read the more you learn that in time my karma’s paid.
Drake, the strong one, sings a tale of his “Worst Behavior” on stage.
Asked if using Illuminati symbols stressed needing to dispel this lie.
In art school they teach symbolism that Fools think is Lumin’s Page.
You can’t read or write Illuminati symbolism posts and madness deny.
Occult symbolism is a multi-religion trade, in time all the rage.
I’m gonna take a metaphor and make it into a real thing.
I’m up to no good. I solemnly swear it. What does that mean?
Fans of Harry Potter know these secret words a map’s activation bring
and in this metaphor a reality’s hidden that unexplained is not seen.
I add symbolic pictures and words together and call it Dracos’ wing.
Here lies the story of the misunderstood path I go through.
My wordsmith skills are metaphoric cartography, who knew?
Here Be Dragons as I point you in a direction or two.
Most won’t know how or what I did even after I’m through.
Hidden in plain sight my Marauder’s Map hides what it shew.
Be cool not hot as I tell my story to whoever lends an ear.
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows, like Eminem in Recovery.
Welcome to my show, and there’s a method to the madness here.
Let me direct your negative feels in the name of discovery.
For what reason do I speak about things some love and others fear?
Watch muggles miss the references hidden in plain sight.
If I call you a Fool would you understand this tarot compliment?
Welcome to wonderland Alice; yea I’m doing alright.
U mad at bad guys, bro? Keep calm and follow the white rabbit’s hint.
This poem tells the story of me leading the charge into the fight.
“The last thing you wanna do is have me spit out a rhyme
and say I was writing this and I thought of you.” says Eminem.
Time must be on my side, and I’m playing For The Win in time.
I won’t announce the enemy as our wordsmith art destroys them.
We smash down foundations left and right; call it fighting crime.
Join my devil warcraft game. This request is not a demand.
I’ll do more than I seem with just this poetry blog.
You think this blog’s the key to it all? You misunderstand.
References left here are more relevant to those keeping a log.
Not all cards are out on the table before I play my hand.
This poetry’s pretty obscure. Some more than others have a clue.
There’s a lesson to be hidden here in working hard
and spending time and energy on doing the thing I do.
I’m a RockStar N.E.R.D. singing songs like a bard.
This wordsmith poetry illuminates occult credit due.
This is the story of my life and my path.
The tip of the iceberg here tells relevant parts.
I’ll hide clues in the content for those who can do the math.
From the mundane to the esoteric I combine many arts
to construct this poem about my mercy and wrath.
I’m a trickster here to remind you that freedom isn’t free.
There are consequences for your actions, life’s standard lesson.
These lessons apply to me and to others interacting with me.
This poem can help express hidden aspects of me I’m guessin’
Fools pointing fingers might miss that not all is as it appears to be.
Please let me play up this Fool card, and act like a ham.
I’m not like normal people who fear death or pain.
I’ll keep calm, but I’ve honestly stopped giving a damn.
I can rain down hell like it’s from heaven when I make it rain.
When it rains it pours worse than the wrath of Yam.
It’s better to be hated for what you are not than it is
to be loved for what you are not. Baby, that’s Nobody’s Biz.
It’s better to stand alone than to have peers who don’t value you.
With magick fire I’ll burn bridges like a scholarly whiz.
Is there a method to this madness? I live to serve, it must be true.
I’m like Cinderella, Man, look at my magickal shew!
Walk a mile in my shoes and I’ll walk in yours for a few.
I’ll use these shoes to draw attention to the path I walk.
Call it dark disguises, I’m learning something important from you.
Now the shoe’s on the other foot, and I’m talking the shit I talk.
Do I have One Love for Israel, Great Britain or the USA?
Ha! I ain’t earned a single penny for my good deeds, so I say.
I play many roles, online and off, but my real strength is my wand.
I’m walkin’ around doing the thing wearing dark disguises today.
I’m an occultist not a spy. Each show ends when someone gets PWNed.
Illuminati doesn’t exist anymore, except when they do
in the form of some psychological warfare’s veiled war-game.
Talk about Illuminous though, and generate hate fast on you.
Nobody talks about that shit; it’s all the wrong kinda fame.
Watch as Putin earns hate for playing that card’s path through.
The words I dare spend in this poem on that topic? Just this bit.
This poem may appeal to conspiracy theorists, but let me just say
I’m not a big fan of conspiracy theories and pseudo-scientific shit.
Education in that area hidden in piles of bullshit may lay.
I’m more open minded than idiot Fools calling people sheeple. Got it?
Yea, I’m a hardcore occultist, Alice, call me wonderland’s cat.
Yea, I don’t work for imaginary institutions or people they represent.
Call me the devil? Hell, I’ll beat you to it and call myself that.
I don’t give a damn about my reputation. I don’t live in the present.
Fans of my work watch me destroy my own reputation like I’m mad-hat.
In the name of love we all do the thing we do
to try to make the world a better place.
A price will be paid by some for what they put others through.
I’m left hand path joining in this rat race.
The exposure of the innocent is a lie when my karma bill’s due.
I won’t waste too much time or many words
pointing out no good deed goes unpunished here.
See it as you will, baby, it’s all for the birds.
Red eagle love is the avenged sevenfold nightmare they fear.
We’re cool occultists with skills, not hot anonymous computer nerds.
Underestimate me, please, in the name of red eagle love.
Did you think you were the only one with the power
to destroy that which you do not approve of?
Baby my destruction is beautiful art even as The Tower.
I wilt it through established institutions vicariously as devil dove.
Egotistical Fools love to embrace a false identity in religion’s name.
Using some grandiose claim of importance thinking they can claim
religious freedom’s right to a fan club and self entitlement therein.
I’m a goal oriented person and only Fools think my path the same.
I’ll use my power to do things in this life. I’m playing For The Win.
Yea, anyone can lead the sheep on one path or another.
NCICs go from conspiracy theorists to religious to a seductive lover.
If someone of worth were really here on this world I’d have to assume
their actions to speak louder than words as bad guys run for cover.
I’ve no time or care for dogmatic teachings, my work is to consume.
Here come the haters, doubters and mockers yet they’re not the enemy.
I’m far more worried about vengeful people, hiding amoung others, see?
Call it revenge for because or blowback, but doing good deeds
in the name of Justice or protecting others means enemies are reality.
For this reason on many paths this kinda work comes with needs.
Haters gonna hate, and people gonna do what they do.
Do you not know how I operate? Felony is the Heirophant’s word.
It seems you chose to join the losing side, how unfortunate for you.
Time is on my side, and so is a symbolic red eagle bird.
You think I take joy in destruction? The real me you never knew.
Has it ever once occurred to the haters a hidden reason is here
for why my wrath they do not face for this shit they do to me?
Beyond the prejudice they have of me, there is much hidden to fear.
Is it wrong to love and admire my enemies when their beauty I can see?
God’s not protecting Fools from me. Harm not the cat’s paws, my dear.
Harm not the righteous who believe the lies and do their thing.
If the bullshit about me were true I’d have lost this game by now.
There’s reason hidden here that protects me beyond a dragon wing.
Fools presume to understand when I don’t explain myself or how
I do the things I post about, presented in the style I bring.
Haters never knew when amoung them I respected and loved someone.
Haters paying karma due for fighting me may upset my hopes and dreams
for future adventures to have with them when dark disguises were done.
Fools rushing in trying to help can do more damage than it seems
while others feigning support work to sabotage what I would have won.
When I’m pushed I push back, and when I win it must be fate.
Haters gonna hate, so be kind to these assholes who need it the most
until someone crosses a line and gets their karma owed arriving late.
I had hopes and dreams of future friendships and a victory toast.
When these happy thoughts are destroyed I’m not feeling joy or hate.
I’m not the jackass whisperer so I won’t even bother to try
to turn the haters into fans with the poems I write.
If you end up on my side I’ve just explained kindness’s how and why.
I don’t care about your feels; Helpers do what’s instructed, right?
If helping me be kind to my haters. Yea, my bravery levels are high.
My karma has an important rule: I give more than I take.
When I’m not valued for my worth I’ll see myself out.
My occult work comes with risk and I have much at stake.
Fame, wealth and the usual perks are not what this work’s about.
The fame and wealth I desire I’ll find other ways to make.
I know all the laws of power of which there are 48.
Some I practice as instructed, others in reverse.
When people take credit for my work let there be no debate
that I don’t give a damn or take it personally or call for a curse.
Be kind and understand that it’s how this devil prefers to operate.
I’m no preacher yet for a reason I mention hell.
Hell, grin and bear it like a man; story of my life.
There’s no more time to complain in this story I tell.
This poem’s not here to bitch and moan about strife.
Can I capture the feel of the adventure here well?
Well, I’m no liar when it counts which I guess doesn’t matter if you
didn’t understand this poem or what the hell it may mean.
Other poems posted here makes this poem’s transparency seen through.
Like some kind of scholar game, it could be more fun after you’ve seen
what was hidden in plain site after an online search you do.
I hope you’re enjoying this obscure poem of mine.
It’s almost as if I posted not just this poem but each rhyme
using specific phrases and references mostly found online
in such a way as to educate those who take the time
to learn the method to the madness has reason understood just fine.
These poems are maps, and if you need to know more get it done.
Better google the references, terms and phrases you didn’t get.
Need to know more? Ask. Can’t? You don’t need to know, son.
If something makes me worth the effort to dig deeper don’t forget
the lessons laid out here are how the Find The Fool ™ game I won.
This isn’t the story of what I can do and how to join me.
If you’re mad at bad guys eat a waffle; I’ve no fucks left to give.
This is the story of adventures come and gone already.
My story’s still being written as my life goes on and I still live.
This poem details my path so far, and now a plot twist. Ready?
If you thought these poems’ cartography wordsmith style weird any
references left here can be verified by relevant people with searches.
This next part will be hidden and yet known to many.
This is understood differently by different religions and churches.
The lesson learned here comes at a price that doesn’t cost a penny.
Hopes and aspirations we have as Fools playing this occult game.
Be cool man. I don’t do the thing over the Internet.
Sure, maybe I’ll spread out clues online in reason’s name.
If I wear the devil’s mask, the devil’s truth is what you get.
Similar differences to the devil mask be found in my work the same.
I don’t seem to understand the danger here like I’m The Fool by feel.
I’m running around in trenches seemingly defenseless. Have I no fear?
I’m writing public posts about my work, so it seems no way it’s real.
Who the hell behaves like this? Only a Fool draws danger near.
Like a warlock these words expressed imply the devil’s deal.
What goals and motives could I possibly have in writing this poem?
Well I wanna talk about what I’ve done, consider this a tome.
Have I made it sound fantastic enough to not believe? Was it my goal?
Fans of my work recognize my style here as pretty close to home.
Sure, man, unfollow me, unfriend me, whatever. I’ll pay that toll.
Nobody takes this seriously, so less readers left now I anticipate.
Fans of my work, not fans of my poem, recognize me or not to debate.
Now that this agenda’s established the rest of this poem I write.
The good part comes next. Still reading? Hope it’s worth the wait.
If someone sent you here this next part find more relevant you might.
Apocalypse is Greek for “unveiling” so something hidden I shew.
In Revelation’s book destruction is unveiled and written in Greek too.
Do these Christian implications applicable to this word and it’s fear
apply to my apocalypse? Not for most, but maybe some of you.
This is The Fool’s map to my personal apocalypse here.
Fans of my poems appreciate some clever posts of wordplay.
Fans of my work appreciate philanthropy I’ve accomplished though.
The fans that matter here are fans of my work reading this today.
You misunderstand the game thinking I care about wordplay fame, yo.
You can’t make the world a better place without gaining enemies I say.
Shh. Don’t ruin the show talking about what I did and continue to do.
Like Eminem says when you’re almost famous there’s danger, no doubt.
The best revenge is the one where people say “Thank you”
for all the things I accomplished and the people I helped out.
Some hate’s deserved, so obscurity shows the path I go through.
For my next trick I’ll unveil a secret and come out of hiding.
I’ll do this in a way that those with magickal power to verify can.
The Masonic ideals of religious freedom afforded to the law abiding
play a special role in what I present next in mythology of man.
In those understanding this unveiling’s significance I’m confiding.
Well The Devil was an angel too, or so they say.
My religious reference be seemingly unexplained but referenced here.
And like all devils playing on this world there’s a price to pay.
To collect it in the name of Justice The Hierophant is here.
Like Sting’s Gambler, I deal tarot cards out feelin’ some kinda way.
There’s principalities at stake, and I’d explain if I could.
I’ve got more rules to follow than the devil has.
With great power comes rules not commonly known or understood.
Those who know the power I have can complain as
I don’t use it in the way they foolishly would.
You won’t find the symbols above explained in books from this world.
Occultists find and seek the meaning of this image above.
Yea, you know what to do, so do it now with questions hurled
at a credible source to reveal to the secret meaning of devil dove.
A revelation hidden here to those who know is then unfurled.
So sure if you follow my instructions and feel what you learned
gives credibility to why you should pay attention to me
then you can help or harm me on my path and gain the karma earned.
No tooting of horns; I hate all false prophecies about my destiny.
My deal is your deeds not your dogma yield that for which is yearned.
Do people making claims of religion and destiny assume I’ll take it?
Thinking gratifying my ego based on my spiritual identity helps here?
Watch how fast I can burn those bridges with you and forsake it.
I’ve no time for the old with new goals and ambitions I hope are near.
What part of “I live to serve” was not understood? I don’t fake it.
I’m still me but so much more now going through change.
The meme above is relatable in both my past lives and my present one.
I might be hard to recognize, maybe to old fans I seem a bit strange.
From soul transformation arts to soul merging rituals I’ve done
my reputation proceeds me, but on my new path my karma I rearrange.
I wilt my time on this earth to be remembered as just a mage.
See I’m a goal oriented person, and I’m sticking with my plan.
If I have worth I’ll prove it with deeds some described on this page.
I don’t need the ego games of religious identity. I’m just a man.
I want to be remembered for what I accomplish on planet earth’s stage.
Now I’m the kinda guy who’s ready to burn bridges and throw away
all the people and things others prepared to help with my destiny.
Want to walk a dogmatic path with me? You’d better close attention pay
to the reality referenced about American ideals I take religiously.
I’m pretty sure I don’t need their help to reach my goals anyway.
It’s not that I’m unwilling to listen if your religion references me
as someone of spiritual worth meant to accomplish great deeds.
I’m not ungrateful for people whose help in reaching goals may be key.
It’s not that I’m eager to reject help with my wants and needs.
What if this map brings said people here filled with certainty?
It doesn’t matter what people think of my spiritual identity.
Yet if you get details right you may be able to better work with me.
Aspects of power and religion involved therein I’m known to see.
But I have freedom of religion if I want to see it differently.
So get used to discretion not glory if you want to work with me.
I don’t need an alliance if the price is to my will contradictory.
Yea, this doesn’t change later just because I’ve got powerful fans.
What’s done shall not be undone, this is how it’s gonna be.
If you recognize and acknowledge me and this spoils your plans
I’m more than happy to burn bridges with you in the name of me.
Taking these poems seriously’s not from me controlling someone’s head.
Playing Find The Fool? ™ The game ends when I win, my dear.
Have you got time for my fun and games? Is it something I said?
Is it something I already did that you recognized in my poetry here?
I’m a real person with feelings, not some abstract being long dead.
Well something important might be happening if this message goes out
to specific people trained to respond to the content shown.
It’s important to me, take note if you’re a fan of my work I’m about.
This poem is cartography of what I do ending with who I am as known.
There’s education to be had in understanding the last part no doubt.
Think of it as a quest if you want to help me with this.
Just analyze the words written and for who it’s designed.
Muggles helping can play messenger in the name of my personal bliss.
This map leads somewhere, and the destination to which it’s assigned
may lead me to newer grander adventures I don’t want to miss.
We can call it the Heirophantic task of reason’s because.
Do you know with certainty my value expressed here undaunted?
Then like Alice’s white rabbit set the stage for my hidden applause.
Don’t post in public places attracting attention unwanted.
If you’ve got resources at your disposal consider helping my cause.
My story continues with my birth. I guess I’ll start it there.
My birthday’s tarot card is the tower if you study astrology.
I know I can shatter your world like many before you equally unaware
of their fate of this card meant to indicate my true destiny.
I’ll play the fool, dark disguises my tool, and their fate you can share.
Yet magick’s art means so much more than what you can destroy.
This primative art, to harm, to curse, to crush your foe
brings me naught in happiness or any true lasting joy.
Only fools in magick measure their worth on destructive power, I know.
And yet from cause of self preservation to justice the tower’s fate I employ.
I’ll admit my ambitions are at the very least what you’d call unique.
Such hopes and dreams for better things as happy thoughts in my head
manifest as years investing time money and energy to reach the goals I seek.
From time to time I watch as my dreams are dashed into the ground instead.
I’ll hide the pain and grin and bear it like a man lest I appear too weak.
The goals and dreams I wish to reach are more important to me than how I feel.
This philosophy you may not agree and therefore it can be debated.
Bear with me here for a moment wearing my heart on my sleeve keepin’ it real.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, happiness is over-rated.
To achieve my goals is much better than living a happy life is my deal.
There’s good and bad in every life path. Gotta keep a positive attitude.
There’s moments of success where I do the impossible with my magick’s power.
Ahh, there’s that fleeting moment of joy gained with your grattitude.
Seems natural to hide this worth from the world when one is born a tower.
That joy has far more value than the opinions of doubters and mockers so rude.
What greater joy than to create, an alchemist’s philosophy true.
And what joy to give to others happiness through ending their pain.
Whether healing hands or the tower’s path the joy is from helping you.
Love’s law’s lesson here is this joy obtained is the greatest gain.
In the name of love therefore we all do the things we do.
Now what if I combine creation and the tower into one?
The Kingdom of no more tears for the innocent, we’ll say.
Something to come forth onto this world, the people who won.
Kept hidden long enough to be unveiled another day.
My greatest work to vicariously do the thing the tower has done.
A tower, a fortress, and yet so much more.
A people of virtue ahead of their time.
Love harmony and pride guides humility’s chore
carried out by a people described in this rhyme.
With the power of asar a noble people to adore.
I’m a wizard, baby, meaning a very powerful magickian.
I’m a jack of many trades, so this poem details what and how.
Here I’ll write about a few magickian’s trades that apply to my position.
After nearly two decades learning magick I’d better know a lot by now.
Gaining the magickal power to claim this title takes time to reach in transition.
On my path were many adventures to have and lessons to learn.
From reading books to meeting others and exploring the occult therein
I figured it out for myself and in time the title of Wizard did earn.
Years of learning religious teachings helped me understand being otherkin.
Since I was a young boy defying my upbringing for magickal power I did yearn.
The power I have is a result of many factors I don’t need to explain.
But putting in time and energy to my craft for a long time played a key role.
I have thick skin so I don’t mind if you view my pride here with disdain.
Yet the poetry’s here to explain my path not to brag or to try to save your soul.
The 12 paths of Wizardry explained here are more obscure to people mundane.
I’m a yogi, baby, and this is some kind of ancient Pagan stuff.
This is a time honoured tradition taking more time to apply than to learn.
This path requires much patience, time and energy to master well enough.
Years of chakras, mantras, mudras, meditation and more will in time power earn.
In time weakness fades and strength is gained, and a wise Yogi hides being tough.
Learning from a Koga ninja this Kuji Kiri psychic yoga is how my path will start.
Spending years meditating with these mudras, in time I grow strong.
Yoga has many uses, and magickal and psychic power gained is just one part.
Ignore the doubters and mockers calling my religion fantasy who string you along.
Muggles can foolishly assume it all comes from cartoons like Naruto’s ninja art.
I can do more than I’ll say here; let it an enigma be.
Not everything I experience happens while I’m in my body, you see?
This transcendentalist religious belief in time proves itself a rational reality.
Muggles often just assume others foreign sounding religious beliefs are fantasy.
Letting the muggles think it’s not real is often a wise strategy.
I’m healer, baby, and more advanced than many.
I can fix medical problems other healers and sometimes even doctors can’t fix.
Hold my hand, feel the energy, and let me free you from any
suffering you have with real healing magick, not illusionary tricks.
Unlike con artists making money with tricks healing has never earned me a penny.
Empath healing magick described next may be misunderstood too.
Speak of your heart’s pain, and let me feel an intense amount.
I’ll cover my eyes to hide my tears, and I could do
well to hide that I’m paying a price of pain on your account.
If you felt guilty about hurting me you’d never let me heal you, would you?
Now words of wisdom I can speak guiding you on a path new
that the energy of your pain gives me the inspiration to share.
Now your pain is forever less or gone, because I paid a price of pain for you.
The price empath healers pay is much less than the great suffering it can spare.
Once this price is paid, there’s no more pain for either of us to go through.
I’m a magus, baby, part priest and part mage.
I don’t preach to the masses; I’d rather use magick to help others.
Here we go and here we go again as my pen sets the stage.
I’m rollin’ with muggles here I for some reason call sisters and brothers.
I’m using my magick for some cause here, as life’s book turns a new page.
You can call me The Fool, and I can wear many a mask.
I live to serve, and my joy is to create joy for others, you see?
The deities I work with can help me with many a magickal task.
Being a magus is also the path of self, and there’s much power in just me.
For what reason do some deities help me, but not most humans who ask?
Magi is plural for Magus, and implications of royalty are here.
American citizenship requires denouncing royal ranks.
Yet the Magus’s path is a religious construct, so have no fear.
I ain’t here to rule and reign. I just want to earn some thanks.
With teamwork muggles can help me fix problems, and happy endings are near.
I’m a necromancer, baby, so don’t tell ‘em what’s true.
Don’t stab me in the back by being seen publicly expressing to me
your love and gratitude for how I used magick to help you.
People value my discretion, so don’t prove to Fools my power’s validity.
I’m happy to meet a fan, but I don’t desire the public credit that seems due.
In a necromancer’s trade being misunderstood is often how it goes.
If I show up after sunset in a graveyard I’ll bring my tools.
Be cool, man. All I got here is a stick of incense, a bloodstone and a rose.
Signs and wonders performed here are kept hidden from the Fools.
If you hear the dead hiss or moan as I wake them, stay on your toes.
Muggles, necromancers and the dead all are not very forgiving
when some Fool sacrifices an animal in a graveyard.
That newb shit pisses off the dead even more than the living.
Those Fools piss off necromancers too, making our work hard.
I’m there only once to offer any dead willing the contracts I’m giving.
I’m a warlock, baby, an ancient term misunderstood but real.
I’ll use my power for a good cause and call it doing the thing.
The power of war is implied in this word, and I’m the real deal.
Let me be occult as I’m guided under a Red Dragon’s wing.
Tattooed on my back of my left hand is an modified AGLA hexagram seal.
Separation of church and state is a Masonic ideal
as is the freedom of religion allowing warlocks to operate.
Yet in the occult world there’s much hidden in this religious ordeal.
As time goes on interpretation of these ideals are open to debate.
These balances lacking harmony result in Nobody caring how minorities feel.
To work well with others a warlock needs harmony found working on common ground.
The warlock’s path has traps, education, judgment and more.
If warlock means deceiver does this even mean as it may sound?
Who would ever suspect deception to be a humble protector’s moral chore?
Whether good or evil, eventually every warlock’s karma comes back around.
I’m a creator, baby, and like the Ace of Wands I’ve got the power of fire.
Watch me burn bridges faster than you may know with this poem like a pro.
My divine, holy, infernal, celestial and gothic flames make creation transpire.
I move these flames through 5 primary elements and through more than you know.
Fools take a stranger’s word unwisely, but fans of my work learn I’m no liar.
When I posted my non-hermetic psychopian elemental system theology online
I clearly cited Plato as the source inspiring what I’m parroting thereof.
When I don’t fit into other mages’ labels so called experts pop up to whine.
Baby I have access to elements most mages don’t, and many aren’t even aware of.
When it seems wise to do so from time to time I share created power of mine.
Be cool, man, and let the doubters and mockers doubt and mock all they want.
Muggles do it most, but it’s all arbitrary until they create danger and fear.
Interpret my pride on these wizard paths as you will as my talents I flaunt.
If you think I’m earning respect by bragging you don’t see what’s happening here.
It’s easy to misunderstand the reason behind my rhyme and what I really want.
I’m an occultist, baby, and I study things hidden.
The occult hides the magickal, religious, esoteric and things of earthly power.
Only so much is found in books, and Fools don’t understand the forbidden.
I have a couple cards to play, still surprising many by never facing The Tower.
Fools rush in where wise men never go for reasons they don’t know, no kiddin’.
I’ve got a weird way of speaking here understood clearly by a few.
I’m not the first occultist to be intentionally obscure to most of you.
I’ve got that occult fame in secret circles for better or worse. Who knew?
If you’re a fan of my work don’t ruin the show explaining this path I go through.
Don’t judge a book by its cover; in time an occultist’s work is paid karma due.
I’m The Fool, The Magus, The Devil and even the Hierophant from time to time.
The Magus card comes from the THOTH deck, used by me for reasons unsuspected.
If I call myself The Devil would you just assume I live an evil life of crime?
The Devil is Rider Waite though, so my chains are often with gratitude accepted.
I deal these tarot cards as the lesson of my occult strengths in this rhyme.
I’m a Dog of Reason, baby, so named in the memory of harmony true.
We’ve got memes and shit, and things we do to build a New World.
From chaos comes Order, a lesson taught and learned in time and time again too.
The occult can be a dangerous thing, yet we’ve no banner to be unfurled.
These wizard-dawgs work for one love for humanity to do the thing we do.
This ain’t no criminal organization or some kinda terror shit.
This is one of many parts of my greater dreams and ambitions.
Membership is by invitation only, so if you’re motivated prove it.
We ain’t thelemites, baby, and with great power comes some terms and conditions.
Some want more time to work, and others want more time to Fool around a bit.
I’ll share some magick and theology online from time to time.
The gospel of figure it out for yourself is dogma as my theology already shew.
Dogs of Reason have two commandments in this religion, besides avoiding crime.
Seemingly a joke if unexplained, yet truth is hidden in plain site to you.
Is the illusion of a joke as real dogma even dispelled to most with this rhyme?
I’m a cyber-mage, baby, like these chaos mages in a way.
I’ve had training and practice on this path I’ve been on since 2003
when I joined the TIAMAT Cyber-Magick News-list back in the day.
I’ve spent years evolving my craft, and now have things to share for all to see.
My joy is to bring you joy so follow me and I’ll lead the way.
My cyber-magick is all safe and fun to use, and there’s nothing to be afraid of.
Free Magick Enterprises gives two projects of cyber-magick.
Let my star evolve your heart chakra, and experience new love.
Take the red pill, and this devil can even remove your unwanted chains so tragic.
No money will be accepted, so forget about the price tag from this devil dove.
Here come the doubters and mockers; Thinly veiled saying: “I’m better than you.”
I don’t have time to be lectured by these Fools that Cyber-magick isn’t real.
Participate or don’t, but Bhakti Yogi say the proof is in the pudding if you do.
We did lots of experiments and testing with group input in this TIAMAT deal.
I learned a lot and had years of practice to develop cyber-magick that’s new.
I’m an alchemist, baby, and I got the mad transformation skills
for the physical and spiritual nature of substances, souls and magick too.
Sure, man, let the weaker mages brag about the power to destroy and their kills.
Alchemy’s sacred transformation art is beyond what they know how to do.
Like Yoga, this power’s about time and effort on this path not cheap thrills.
I’m on a quest to not just learn new magick, but to make it evolve.
I’ll purify forbidden black magicks citing the great work of the ages as my cause
to create that which before did not exist and otherwise unending problems solve.
Alchemy’s art of creation may come with a price, so beware of that because.
To purify the corrupt may corrupt the pure, but balance a price paid to absolve.
With Alchemy I can create joy and harmony, and I like to work for free.
Alchemists of old claimed they might turn lead to gold as part of their plan
so a King would protect their right to practice and pay their research’s fee
instead of explaining occult arts involved that matter not to the common man.
This misunderstood art involves more and includes transformation spiritually.
I’m left hand path, baby, and yes it’s really true.
Different people, mostly mages, find different meanings therein.
The left hand path most simply put means just to be taboo.
What hand is my tattoo on then? Baby, that’s secretly a Talisman.
Let’s turn back the clock of time to understand meanings old and new.
This term comes from India if you’ll study history that far.
Originally this insult started to describe Tantric Yoga when first created.
The dark ages belief explaining its meaning that left handed people are
morally and intellectually weaker than the right has since become outdated.
The more things change the more they stay the same until someone raises the bar.
In modern times the left hand insult resurfaces metaphorically.
Now embraced by many eager to be shunned by society
the left hand path evolves into its own mentality.
From a religious reference to basic views on morality
the devil is implied on this path either literal or symbolically.
I’m a trickster, baby, and that’s an occult magick path.
I’ll teach you lessons mostly harmless so don’t take them personally.
If I see chaos I may create order; see my results to do the math.
I’m an educational experience; I guess I’m like this inherently.
Mistake my kindness for weakness and will you get forgiveness or wrath?
I was born this way, and I’m not going through a phase as others are.
When I started calling myself The Fool, that would have been your first clue.
I’ve got metaphors like dark disguises and masks that take me far.
I live to serve, and there’s a method to the madness; it’s true.
Pride and humility working together in harmony help trickery raise the bar.
In the occult only so much is learned online or in a book.
As an occultist trickster this rule applies to me the same.
I’ll capture the essence of my story in the poems for those who look.
Here lies the story of my path as a Wizard and why this title I claim.
These 12 titles of magickal paths explain why the 13th title of Wizard I took.
I’m a Wizard, Baby, just like I said before.
I’m a wordsmith here sharing this path with you.
As the tale comes to the end of this rhyme’s chore
the tip of the iceberg has been revealed to view.
Muggles may take interest in this poem, or was it just a bore?
I guess doubters gonna doubt and mockers gonna mock.
In the end it’s always what I do and not what I say that shows my true strength.
If you’ve walked the paths I walk you may better understand that of which I talk.
I’ve got dreams and goals hopefully soon reached at arm’s length.
In Chinese Astrology not surprisingly I’m born in the year of the cock.
My story doesn’t end with this poem, and my life goes on still.
There’s still more adventures to have, power to gain and knowledge to learn.
There’s still people to meet, places to go and things to do as I wilt and will.
This poem describes the path, but is not in itself how a Wizard’s respect I gain.
If you wanted to understand my magickal path, this poem shall your wish fulfill
Let me state the obvious in the name of being clear
that Star Wars is just some movies inspired by a muse.
So I’m not unveiling some secret conspiracy here.
My inspiration just connects to the metaphors I use.
The Sith are back, and misunderstanding us breeds fear.
Now most Star Wars movie fans don’t know what Star Wars is.
From movies to institutions to this poem I write
the same words have different meanings so connect the dots word whiz.
On the dark side we’ve got free cookies. C’mon, take a bite.
Nobody knows what I’m talking about, because it’s Nobody’s Biz.
Find the light through the dark side; it’s more fun that way.
From movie metaphors to religious references I present this wordplay.
A God in one religion’s a devil in another, the dark ages say.
It’s all fun and games until TPTB show up wanting to join in and play.
Who joins the warcraft dance in the name of harmony this day?
Reality collides with fantasty as we dance the night away.
If The Force is real then Jedi aren’t. This is sith philosophy.
Study the 5 forms of telepathy and take up Yoga Kuji Kiri style.
My heart, mind, will, spirit and soul make 5 crafting this theology.
Let the doubters and mockers say what they will and keep up denial.
Hide these lessons from the folly folk. The Force will set you free.
What’s said in that meme take literally as beyond this I shew.
The Sith are the only part of Star Wars that’s real, I guess.
Yea, my anti-establishment philosophies tend to burn bridges too.
Be cool, I’m some weird Sith janitor cleaning up someone’s mess.
I’ve got my own motives and ambitions wilt beyond all that I do.
Lust is not always sexual and means any desire when strong enough.
The first rule of this path is to lust for the result.
If your life is boring for years, be cool and stay tough.
Kundalini rise with your power for tantra birthed a left handed insult.
Don’t make chaos out of anger. Keep calm even when life is rough.
There’s an emptiness in weak joys, and The Force can fill those holes.
Don’t fight your inner demons. Tame them. Self? Embrace it.
When times are tough have happy thoughts focused on your goals.
When your happy thoughts are destroyed focus on the pain and face it.
This gospel of passion is teaching strength not saving souls.
Fools speak of passion inaccurately. Their teachings? Erase it.
It’s all fantasty until TPTB show up finding under the sun things new.
Well I’m some kinda New School Sith here in the name of reason
to advance and explain this path. Morality implied here I shew.
Better call your boys when sith show up in any time or season.
Find many interpretations to this wordplay, and apply wisely to skew.
Many meanings to passion’s path are revealed here.
This isn’t all exclusively sithcraft being described.
Sith are monsters, I guess, something humanity can fear.
Is that good or bad? Read a book, man. It’s all been transribed.
Passion’s path has a peril when your joy is far not near.
When your happy thoughts’ failure brings pain, embrace how you feel.
Let passion guide you and motivate you to gain strength and power.
Don’t complain if you’re too weak and your karma paid got too real.
Learn a lesson, but don’t take it personally; let this be our
method to the madness with secrets hidden in the sith’s deal.
This path’s not for everyone, a truth important enough to say twice.
Yea, Nobody cares how you feel. Grin and bear it like a man.
Compassion earned from wearing your heart on your sleeve has its price.
The path of passion is a proccess not a phase or a flash in the pan.
Can’t handle a path? Don’t walk it. Wisdom on this path says be nice.
Those who practice meditation on this path when asked to keep calm can.
Now the real price of passion is the joy you can earn
from reachings those goals all your happy thoughts focused on.
This strong joy others know not is the lesson to learn
about fufillment and pride as old as the sun’s golden dawn.
It’s the path of time and energy spent on results for which you yearn.
Here I wilt the laws of passion’s lust that I’ll make up as I go.
From laws of self to laws to enforce to result in harmony.
These are passion’s only laws beyond do what thou wilt to follow.
Call this The Force if you will, but not if you wilt differently.
Lust means strong desire of all kinds here showing what we know.
Time is on my side, and are these timeless words that you see?
The law of lust is that no lust is forbidden, for better or worse.
Self awareness and self control guide you to use The Force properly.
If the result of your lust harms the innocent face my passion’s curse.
Judge a tree by it’s fruit to see a Sith’s true nature accurately.
Which lust is forbidden depends on the time and place of society.
Find those who embrace any such lust shunned like a left hand fate.
Harm no man or woman for their lusts if they follow laws accordingly
applicable by which they are goverened harming none. I forbid debate.
When chains bind passion’s will remember The Force shall set you free.
In humanity’s New World education does society’s beliefs’ create.
The word of sin means restriction. We explained clear enough before.
Lust tainted with obsession restricts the purity of free will.
Am I being clear enough here? Explaining passion is my chore.
Victory over self and vices requires love so take your fill.
The Force frees no one if passion is restricted; A lesson fools ignore.
Welcome to planet earth, a world at war where life’s not fair.
The Sith path’s for warriors, people who seek to create change.
This poem’s metaphors shows shows a reality to those who are aware.
Open The Doors, and tell a tale of how people are strange.
With great power comes great responsibility; use The Force if you dare.
The Force can be an imposition of will, so use it responsibly.
You can’t cast any spell that influences the material plane
without altering free will in some way, don’t you see?
Yet walking the path of passion means accepting more of life’s pain.
Sith ain’t thelemites, Baby, we do as we wilt and will conditionally.
Sith can break chains to earn grattitude from the fish who got away.
Give a sith a chain to break and he’ll eat for a day.
Teach a sith to break chains and find a dangerous game you play.
Mastering others is easier than mastering self, a Fool’s lesson I say.
Haters hate when The Force frees a man or woman’s pride for being gay.
Fishers of men hate Sith for freeing the slaves shown in my wordplay.
Like Lil Wayne’s Fireman Sith are hot even when keeping their cools.
I must be filled with passion teaching this gospel of warcraft.
The bridges I’m burning and hatred building is hidden from the Fools.
I’ve got a one fingered victory salute for the Fucks now sith wrathed.
The hidden historical reference I just made hides my occult tools.
A Joker is a term I did not create for people who use ciphers, codes and communication systems to communicate a message that is intentionally unclear to most people because it is not meant to be understood by a majority of people who hear it. Jokers normally consist of street criminals, occultists, spies, and law enforcement or any combination therein
Different Jokers have different functions, methods of operating and intentions. The goal of a Joker is not to be funny, but to communicate correctly to the correct target audience. Many jokers are very dangerous or talking about things which are very dangerous and use humour as a mask to hide the true nature of what they are doing and why.
At the #Joker Intelligence Agency we have some good content and our goals are based on philanthropy and justice. Our intention is primarily focused on helping others help themselves and will sometimes to connect on this particular outlet to things I am doing and involved in personally that are related to that goal.
- The #Joker Intelligence Agency Playlist (Audio broadcasts with accompanying video)
- April 2018 DarkNet Archive (A collection of occult images, audio files, and documents)
- A Map to The Fool’s Apocalypse (Poetry and artwork on this wordpress featuring clues about my occult work)
Every person ever who is part of a minority religion in any society anywhere on this world at any point in human history faces discrimination for their beliefs when presenting them to a large target audience. If you imitate my behavior of posting minority religion beliefs publicly and face discrimination and real life consequences for your actions do not assume your experiences are unique or different from everyone else’s because you are part of a specific belief system.
I will not force my beliefs on anyone as a condition to friendship so if you don’t believe some or all of my beliefs are accurate don’t be afraid to tell me that as it won’t affect our relationship negatively if you’re not judgmental towards me as to why you think I’m wrong. If you find this philosophy appealing and relatable to your own do not be so naive as to think everyone else does too just because the society you live in claims to understand religious tolerance.
When you are part of a minority religious belief system and you go public about your beliefs people will discriminate, bridges will be burned, friends with strong religious ideals will unfriend you online and offline and some people may try to punish you for your beliefs in real life. There is a price for doing this kind of behavior and you should be prepared to deal with it before doing it.
Freedom isn’t free. If you want freedom from oppression based on race, religion, sex, or sexuality no matter what Country in the world you live in someone has to fight for your freedom. It doesn’t have to be you who does so, but it has to be done. This is why we honour soldiers who fight to protect us in battle, and this is why people honour others who fight for freedom on other non-military fronts such as the social, political, and economic areas.
Freedom isn’t free means someone has to pay a price for your freedom and that price is beyond monetary. If you are open about your beliefs and you face the consequences for your openness then you get to pay the price. America is far behind most of the civilized world we are allied with in terms of freedom based on sex, race, religion or sexuality. If you think we are number one in these kind of things educate yourself, because we are not even close.
All the information on how and why we are so far behind is public access in this age of reason and the Internet at least at the current time this post is written. If you fight for these freedoms after learning this remember that there are consequences for your actions and your insistence on freedom. No one will tell you this world is fair unless they are a liar or naive Freedom isn’t free.
This is why most otherkin, LHP and other minority religious group members do not publicly talk about their belief systems. It’s not always a big conspiracy that causes people to keep secrets. Some people just understand how the world really works and know that being occult and secretive prevents suffering from people who believe their persecution of others is an act of benevolence.
If you are not ready to experience what the rest of us all experience and not equipped to handle it do not make public posts to large target audiences about your minority belief systems like I do and do not bitch and moan when you go through the same thing the rest of us go through as if your experiences are unique, because they are not. You can post anonymously under a pseudoname not publicly connected to your real life name and ID but there is no guarantee you will not be caught and identified by oppressors.
If you lose or risk your reputation, your job, your life, get beaten up with permanent injuries or have your home or religious property vandalized or stolen as a result of doing this your experiences are as old as human history, are not unique and do not make you special. These are common occurrences in the USA which is why secret societies exist here in secret not in public. There are other less common but even more serious risks and dangers possible as well.
You can fight back and you may win or lose. If you win you may gain a lot from winning and if you lose you may lose a lot more than you expect to. Learning to communicate and express yourself clearly is a key factor in success. If you go down this path you should be aware of the risks and consequences so this post is here to educate you briefly on what they are.
If you don’t believe me ask your local Free Mason or member of The Golden Dawn of The Eastern Star or any other minority religion occult group that has been around for a decade or more as long enough to have learned this experience and they will explain it to you. You have been warned.
If my religious beliefs are unacceptable to you burn your bridges with me now and don’t pretend they’re not. We’ll both be a lot happier that way and won’t waste each other’s time. If you do it politely or silently and come back to me later more educated on why you were wrong to do so you may or may not find those bridges rebuildable depending on a lot of factors.
This concept leads to one final note on good advice about not taking these things personally whether you’re the one leaving another over their beliefs or the one watching others leave you for yours, because misunderstandings may be on one or both sides. Learning how and when to leave a situation without conflict in case you learn something new later that changes your mind is an important lesson to learn, because this is a very common experience in the occult.