hi i just wanted to publicly thank pazuzu. last night i got kicked out of my
house, and it was starting to rain. this was at about 11pm. i summoned him
and, as im not too good at telepathy when im not meditating, explained what
was going on, and explained that i would like to stay in place that was
warm, dry, and prefferably in the company of others. i also said that in about
an hour i would probably start getting desperate. Not knowing whether or not i
would be in any position to do anything major for a while, i decided that all
that i could offer in return was publicity on the groups. I couldn't really
communicate with him because i had to keep moving, as the rain wasnt getting
any lighter, so i said that if i found a place to stay tonight, i would post a
message like this one on every group, except maybe the blacksun group because
i cant get on that one or the old Main jos group while on library computers. so
first i went to my friends house, no one was home. then i started to get
depressed, figuring that my offer had been rejected and that i would be kicking
rocks that night. but then 2 skateboarders come by, and i ask to use one of
their phones. my parents are divorced so i called my dad. he lives with his
friends and cant bring me over, so i decided i would ask him for a tent and a
sleeping bag. but he ended up calling the police. the police came and heard what
i had to say, then they took me home, banged on the door for about 20 minutes
before they realized that it was unlocked, then they went inside and said,
"you can't kick your son out. he's your responsibility until he turns 18. if
you do this again you will be charged with neglect,"
and i ended up back at home. part of my deal with pazuzu was that in each
message i would try and make something poetic in each of the messages. that will
be the only thing that differs in the messages on these groups.
alright, ill make it about forging.
in this fire,
shining brighter than achilles funeral pyre,
i have placed iron and coal,
in my forge next to the sea,
behind the large shoal,
in hopes of reaching my goal,
of perfect steel,
as lusterous as gold.
Hail Satan!
house, and it was starting to rain. this was at about 11pm. i summoned him
and, as im not too good at telepathy when im not meditating, explained what
was going on, and explained that i would like to stay in place that was
warm, dry, and prefferably in the company of others. i also said that in about
an hour i would probably start getting desperate. Not knowing whether or not i
would be in any position to do anything major for a while, i decided that all
that i could offer in return was publicity on the groups. I couldn't really
communicate with him because i had to keep moving, as the rain wasnt getting
any lighter, so i said that if i found a place to stay tonight, i would post a
message like this one on every group, except maybe the blacksun group because
i cant get on that one or the old Main jos group while on library computers. so
first i went to my friends house, no one was home. then i started to get
depressed, figuring that my offer had been rejected and that i would be kicking
rocks that night. but then 2 skateboarders come by, and i ask to use one of
their phones. my parents are divorced so i called my dad. he lives with his
friends and cant bring me over, so i decided i would ask him for a tent and a
sleeping bag. but he ended up calling the police. the police came and heard what
i had to say, then they took me home, banged on the door for about 20 minutes
before they realized that it was unlocked, then they went inside and said,
"you can't kick your son out. he's your responsibility until he turns 18. if
you do this again you will be charged with neglect,"
and i ended up back at home. part of my deal with pazuzu was that in each
message i would try and make something poetic in each of the messages. that will
be the only thing that differs in the messages on these groups.
alright, ill make it about forging.
in this fire,
shining brighter than achilles funeral pyre,
i have placed iron and coal,
in my forge next to the sea,
behind the large shoal,
in hopes of reaching my goal,
of perfect steel,
as lusterous as gold.
Hail Satan!
