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Addendum to St. Kevin: the upthrust middle finger of Horus. You need to be informed by Durga, Black Tongue of Apep also known as Leviathan of a few minor things, here. Now, I got this directly from Seth.
"...it came to pass in Ombos-Naqada that I tore myself from my mother in a manner now connected to the Caesars and it was through Mose I did try to influence the people called Sethites and bend them to my will; yea! but the foul Obites of this tribe, they who had knowledge from the Dragon known of old as Tiamat and as Thiavat to the Obites, they set about my scribe when he came from the mountain with the tablets and laws I did give him from the sky. And there did they tear him asunder, the deed which still remains unknown among these people. Know ye that these people were not Sethites nor of the halved flesh of Adam for they were the people of the Dragon who took and used the works of mine own tribe for their own end. For vengeance then did I wreak the destruction upon the God of Nysa, that Dionysis known as Osiris. And from that day on I had a strong ally in the Sun God whose day is still kept as holy by those who believe that I was made flesh and born into an outcast among the s ame people as came the Obites. And it is my symbol and mine alone, a symbol of my death on the Tau of those same Obites that this new cult came to rely and have faith in. And it is to this day that these people despise the people whose tribe spawned those very Obites. Yet it was with Ra that I did speak out as thunder from the sky.
"KNOW YE ALL that he who claims my Mandate and has claimed this since the 1975th year of the death of mine own self made flesh, is a false prophet. He would dare to place next to me the hated name of Azazel, that very enemy that inspired the Obites to dismember my prophet of old. Know ye that I shall not speak through one who comes into the world by nature, but only through he who is born as I was born in the manner of Caesars and torn asunder from the womb. For I have no need of the womb, I am the male alone. Neither do I bear fruit for I am known as the barren one. I am the male alone and it is my will to rebel against all that seeks to be born or make to be born....." SETH, now he told Apep who told me to tell St. Kevin. Seems you were too busy eating a burrito to catch the channel.
By the way... Madame Butterfly's pseudonym is the name of a Hebrew fiend that murders babies. Lillith, the Hebrew vampire: sucks blood for her teenaged bout of VARICOSE VEINS. Look under THAT pettycoat, kiddies. AAAAAAHHHHHH!!! Now that ain't no Malech Ha Moveth here cause he's an O.K. dude. Mi anaynu ohayu mawtzay shabaws. Jerusa...ooops brbrbrbr, wrong channel...
Eli Eli! What be happenin to dis place? I do believe de brows be drippin off yo massas face. Oh Daddy, don't leave me...damn: WJBM, wrong channel (eew, Tani: TOO esoteric there, WJBM)... Ah, right channel: WSET. Ralph Neter, consume her advocavo says it's Unsafe At Any Xeper and mwwff mwwff, statis/static. Ooops, Yog-Sothoth has a message from the dog that killed Wilbur Whateley: HUH-huh HUH-huh HUH-huh mmwff-huh HUH-huh...WHOOOOOO, HUH? WHAT did St. Kevin say about Mouth of Set's mother? WHAT? I won't repeat it. I won't repeat it. Adolf and Adolf. Damn, Kevin! Now I tuned into WHPL and heard wind of this way out here in the Absolute Elsewhere. And then...ooops. My head just fell off again from getting TOO funky with that Yuggya. Well SCRATCH my bitch. Stop putting down us invertebrates, will ya? Mglw-nalf fhtagn. Ain't you heard of Soft Intelligence? Eight Arms to Hold You? The Carven Rim? (oh, DONT!) The Proto Shoggoths? Seems to me that Lillith, Mrs. Set and Scratch speak the same strange language. It goes something like this: mmmwwwphphphphwww. Oh...Mrs. Set? "Betty." What means mmmwwwphphphphwww. Translate? If you do, I'll tell ye what means JBM! Ah, I hear the Call. Hug a Yugg. ....
Yuggya say: I see DELIGHTFUL posting from Mister Scratch (you ought to WIPE better so you don't itch so much). CUT IT OFF disjointed jism of "TO MADAME BUTTERLY WITH LOVE" (original title by White Devil) Mister Scratch say Tani head fall off. ooops, wrong PHYLA. Inspiration. Thanks be unto Craig Hunted.
Good is the mind held by NO head It can never be a brain that's half dead. I feel like tunneling up from the ground And wriggling my way up from Hell's playground I killed your momma, I drank her blood I sucked out her brain, it tasted mmm good. Now I've tasted all kinds of animal flesh Cause I'm a MAGGOT from Bangladesh. And while I'm a WORM at Hell's front door, Scratch is a Salapunco whore. ...Surely right.
Mmm Mmm ooo wee. Butterfly live in trailor park pull face train on 3 year old boys in bowling alley. I live in a tunnel deep under the ground. The place be round. Scratch grovel and rim at what creaseth while Mrs. Set bend over: fffft: poop. When Satan oozes in from the dark We howl, meow, growl and even BARK; We kill Xtoids and Tossers and rape their wives And cut up their kids with The Butcher's knives.
In case you don't know this boys and girls. BUTTERFLY is what you call the lupus what GROWS on what passes for the face: Set's fuck-hole. Suck up them varicose veins.
Craig and Nigel in a tree. S, E, T, T, I, N, G. I'm a Worm, but you're a Germ...eat 2 burritos a day Go to Scratch, and AIDS you'll Catch...throw the burritos away.
I'm a maggot. I'm a maggot. ho dee do.... Iron rich blood. PIECES be unto you, too..... The Yugg from Yhe The Betty Hillbillies
Let me tell you all a story bout a god named Set, A poor desert deus, but he kept his family spread To make a lot of children with a branchless family tree, And he loaded them all up and they left for Egyptee.
Didn't get much notice there, and even got abuse, So he hatched a tidy plan and said, "I think I got some use For them pale-face solar-phallic guys with little skinny rods: I just need to make them migrate here and teach them bout the gods."
The Obites and the Ophites didn't cotton to his shit, Said: "We'll just make a holiday to heap on him our spit." This ritual was carried forth to Greece and even Rome: In the forum was a toilet bowl to give old Set a home.
But thralls of that old Jesus guy said, "He's our kinda god, To worship when we hold inside our procreative wad. We like him and we love him, he is so intelligent: We can lord him over everyone who'll to our will be bent."
But some of them wise serpent guys were still lurkin around. They started up that science stuff to throw Set to the ground. They taught about the body but said nothing bout the soul, And Set ran off all schrieking wit a flaming red asshole.
And just when you was thinkin that old Set is gone for good, A pasty guy named Mikey said, "I think the god Set should Be our sole proprietor and xeperladen guy, So all you klippoths romp with me and Set out in the rye."
and... When a body meets a body, cummin through the rye...etc.
This is still outdone by Adolf and Adolf and face train on 3 year old boys. Horrors!! Don't we all REALIZE that we are speaking in a highly undignified manner about an Egyptian High Priest and Priestess? Gimme die pie Charni Pyotr, apple pie.
Pieces folks. The Eternal Worm