Path: typhoon.sonic.net!feed.news.sonic.net!sjc70.webusenet.com!chi1.webusenet.com!news.webusenet.com!cyclone1.gnilink.net!wn11feed!wn14feed!wn13feed!worldnet.att.net!204.127.198.203!attbi_feed3!attbi.com!rwcrnsc51.ops.asp.att.net.POSTED!not-for-mail Message-ID: <3E1250A3.DC070563@slip.net> From: "Fr. A.o.C." Organization: Temple of the Quintupal Triplicity X-Mailer: Mozilla 4.73 (Macintosh; U; PPC) X-Accept-Language: en MIME-Version: 1.0 Newsgroups: alt.magick.tyagi,alt.magick.chaos Subject: Re: Question concerning Chaos Magic References: <26UP9.57723$Ik.1905470@typhoon.sonic.net> <3E102139.5985E1B6@slip.net> <3E10FA3D.D7E1CE9D@slip.net> <1L7Q9.1486$Zo.15772@dfw-read.news.verio.net> <3DDA949B.CA1B57BA@cox.net> <2YoQ9.1529$Zo.16118@dfw-read.news.verio.net> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 16 NNTP-Posting-Host: 12.233.48.58 X-Complaints-To: abuse@attbi.com X-Trace: rwcrnsc51.ops.asp.att.net 1041387683 12.233.48.58 (Wed, 01 Jan 2003 02:21:23 GMT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 01 Jan 2003 02:21:23 GMT Date: Wed, 01 Jan 2003 02:21:23 GMT Xref: typhoon.sonic.net alt.magick.tyagi:35574 alt.magick.chaos:41421 Consider an apocalyptic statement: nothing is true everything is permitted. Hasaan I Sabah, the old man in the mountain. Not to be interpreted as an invitation to all manner of unrestrained and destructive behavior, that would a minor episode, which would run its course. Everything is permitted because nothing is true. It is all make-believe . . . illusion . . . dream . . . art. When art leaves the frame and the written word leaves the page, not merely the physical frame and page, but the frames and pages that assign the categories, basic disruption of reality itself occurs. The literal realization of art. Success will write apocalypse across the sky. The artist aims for a miracle. The painter wills his pictures to move off the canvass with a separate life. Movement outside of the picture and one rip in the fabric is all it takes for pandemonium to break through. - William S. Burroughs