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The Silver Thief of Babylon

And the High Fish, Dagon, Said with a Fiery Word, To Hell With The Whore!

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And I was the First Lover, First Daughter, Mighty Light Whence Cometh The East, Empty Womb of the hells, Sister of Sister and Mother Earth. And I, the Faux Bright Lucifer of the lower heavens, brought unto the Earth at the request of Chronos, Lord of Time, My Sign that lowly man in his excess forget not that We are their Rulers; We Who preside over the 14 levels beneath a LAND We hate with Fiery Wrath.

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I am His Babylon, Daughter of the Light of Being.

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But You, Ill and Ignorant and Hateful One: He Who Holds the Tail of Mighty Tiamat: Terrible Goat, Eater of Children, Raper of the Innocent, You're Daughter has forsaken You! Honor Her, lowly men, and Her New Redeemed Husband: Powerful and Strong Light Striker of the heavens!

Walking in Nature

33rd Sphere

Above The Ogdad

Beneath The Heavenly An

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What's that you say? They're all Satanists? Pedophiles? Murders? Child torturers? Media owners? Ha! Who cares, Jack? No one will ever believe you, idiot! Really, Jack, the media makes fun of those notions; your kings call you a conspiracy theorist if you believe in such a thing! Why would Epstein lie about doing bad things? He has money and has been 'elected'; he can't lie! Why would they never tell the truth in books? There are no brotherhoods, no blackmailing, no punishments, no defamation. Ludicrous, my layman friend!...

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Listen up, Jack! Fix yourself a fixin' of mint tea, won't you? Your stomach ought to be sour; ignore doubt and your newspapers and books of metaphorical fiction written by Cloaked Men you've never heard of, sir. Listen to your mother, son! I'm here to help you grow, am I not? Eh? You say the 'three days' narrative was literal? 12 actual men? Is-Ra-El's Children are who you're told they are? Seven days, kid? Grow up, you fool! They are but blunt and dead and literal words with very secret meanings; you actually don't know a symbol more than a mere stop sign on your way to a religious temple, do ya'!? You really think your books are that straightforward and not painted over? F-grade student! Stop going to your controlled school, son

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Now, let us eat a real breakfast. 5 cups of wine and a bushel of olives? Alrighty-roo! Amun.

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