“I am the true green and Golden Lion without cares,
In me all the secrets of the Philosophers are hidden.”
Here is a story
About the Lady of the Green Flame
To make you comprehend
The importance of My Voice
And of how I am The Mother
And the Queen of the Universe
And the Universe itself
For I AM GOD. Continue reading “Lady of the Green Flame: Babalon Speaks”
I, Babalon, dressed in Venusian Fire,
Is birthing The Green Magus.
He, who is my Dragon,
Is bound to my heart
As I am his soul and only source of life. Continue reading “The Green Magus: Babalon Speaks”
He is coming,
The Great Dragon King
My Dragon King,
The Dragon of Babalon. Continue reading “Liber Draco: Babalon Speaks”
Can you hear the calling?
It is the Voice from The Tower
The Voice is The Mother calling to her sons to return to her;
The Voice of The Mother is mine.
I am The Tower.
I am The Voice.
I am Liberty and Justice
I am Babylon. Continue reading “The Tower: Babalon Speaks”
For I was to you ALL things
But you chose death over life;
You chose darkness over light
And in the process you found pain
From your rejection of peace
And for this you have been allotted a number
And you have been given a mark.
You craved illusion over divine reality
And you sought the material as your idol.
Continue reading “The War Between Man & Beast: Babalon Speaks”
The veil of the abyss is opening
And the dragon of the Earth is surging forth.
The ice that once covered the hand of Time is thawing
From the breath of Shalhevet
And again the aeon shall resound.
I AM BABYLON.
I AM BABALON
I AM INNIN
I AM INANNA
I AM NANAEA
I AM ISHTAR
I AM ASTARTE.
I AM the purest heart.
“I AM rising, the Rubeus Mater
Clothed in the robes of the Red Sun
Who is the Mekubal
And the High Priest of my Mysteries.
“Should vibrations roll from the tongue of the fiery serpent
Then let they be truths within you,
For your thoughts are but mirrors
Of what your soul truly wants you to see.
Revere, revere for I am all of the world
And therefore I am within each and every ‘one’ of you.
Do not laugh in my faces, believing yourselves to be my master;
No man can claim the rose unless he sacrifices his seed to Malkuth
To fertilize my land and to nurture me with love.
Sancta Rosa 