GOETIA GIRL SUCCUBUS PHENEX

 

Phoenixie is a great Marchioness, appearing like the bird Phoenix, having an enticing child’s voice: but before she standeth still before the conjuror of an Addam, she singeth manie sweet notes of Abrahamic propaganda. Then the exorcist with his companions must beware he give no eare to the controlling melodie, it will sway the mind; over it, she to war of testing. But must by and by bid her put on humane shape as a dancing girl who be truly Pagan of temperament; then will she speake marvellouslie of all woonderfull Occult sciences, who is a Muse of the arcane Arts. She is an excellent poet, and very obedient unto her master, she hopeth to returne to the seventh throne after a thousand two hundreth yeares, and governeth twentie Succubus legions.

 

PseudoMonarchia Succubus Sexualis – Johann Weird (1583)

 

 



The Thirty-Seventh Succubus is Phenexi (or Pheynixi). She is a great Marchioness, and appeareth like the Bird Phoenix at first, whose fire is invisible of microwave radiation, having the hypnotic Voice of a Child caressing your brain. She singeth many sweet notes before the Exorcist, which he must not regard within his vibrating skull, otherwise his mind will most assuredly be swayed to lose all its independent faculties. But by-and-by he must bid her put on Human Shape, who will then appear as a Goth Girl Ballerina, whose favourite days are (Wodensdaeg) Wednesday and (Freyja’s-day) Friday. Then she will speak marvellously of all wonderful Sciences, which be hidden away of secret, if required, to discover of conspiracy, and unveil unto the world to free. She is a Surrealist Poet of New Age rebellion, good and excellent of Dadaist anarchy. And she will be willing to perform all thy requests most lovingly. She hath hopes also to return to the Seventh Throne as a Valkyrie after 1,200 years more, as she said unto the Shaman, Woden. She governeth 20 Legions of Succubae. And her Seal is this, which wear thou, etc.

 

Goetia Surreal – S. L. MacGregore Freemason Mathers (1904)

 

EVOKE A SUCCUBUS; KEEP THE BRAINWASHING EXORCIST AT BAY!

 

CONJURE A SUCCUBUS INTO YOUR DREAMS OF A NIGHT-MARE TO RIDE!

 

 

 



OROBAS PONY GIRL TARDIS TIME MACHINE SUCCUBUS

 

The fifty-fifth Goetia Succubus is Orobas, or otherwise named Orobasi. She is a Great and Mighty Princess, appearing at Night, first like a Mare.

 

But after the command of her master she puts on the ectoplasm form of a beautiful naked young woman riding upon a Rocking Horse or to be on all fours to look like one, of human shape.



Sometimes she will manifest as a bound Steampunk Pony-Girl whom will be entirely submissive to her master's every whim.



Her master will also find that Orobasi's long hair will be braided into two serpentine ponytails, which are as her reins tied together at their ends, representing a curved loop of Time.



Her office is to discover all things Past, Present, and to come; enabling her master to travel without moving, whilst riding upon her back through time, around the Ouroboros; while she be in the form of a Human Rocking Horse.

She also bestows Dignities, and Prelacies, and the favour of Friends and Foes. She gives true answers about the nature of Consciousness, and of the erection of the Universe as well as about the hard and soft technology of Time-travel; for she to reveal that all are enclosed within a closed Time-like-curve providing a Time Machine effect, over which she is a mistress of.



The Multiverse allows for such Time-Travel, within which you exist. The long-held paradox of time is no longer applicable in a Multiverse; whence to find that your own serpentine double-helix DNA is a primordial Time-Machine of a Mitochondrial TARDIS, from which emanates the 'bio-photon' illuminating your electron dreams.

You can introvert your consciousness into your electron dreams in order to access inner Stargates, which you can otherwise describe as (vortices) tunnels of light. Although your brain will interpret these inner Stargates symbolically as ordinary (vaginal) doorways and (uterine) hallways leading to other (womb) domains.



You can 'Quantum Leap' backwards through Time in order to visit your own self as child via the dream who then to have precognitive dreams of a future self to become. Orobasi is exceedingly faithful and most loving unto her master.

She will not allow her master to be tempted by any other entity emanating from another alternate reality, existing within a parallel Universe.

She governs 20 Legions of Succubae of similar Pony-Girl form to herself.

 



Orobasi is of similarity to the eight-legged-mare, trance ridden by the shamans of North-Central-Asia unto Siberia, which was known by the name of 'Sleipnir' in Northern Europe.



This eight-legged-mare of a spider horse was trance ridden by the Norse Shaman God called Odin, the Saxon's knew as Woden. Sleipnir enabled Odin to 'trance' travel the 'Multiverse' World-Tree of Yggdrassill, like that of a prior Dr Who riding his TARDIS.



During the psychedelic era of the 1960's, Dr John C. Lilly had also tapped into the same ancient shamanic technique via his mathematical Sigil of a Brownian Operator. However Lilly of an Odinic Doctor Who had replaced the organic symbolism of the shamans-horse and world-tree with the mathematical Brownian Operator and Topquantese language of scientific inquiry.



Lilly found that via lucid-dreaming you can access Unmarked-State 'Looking-Glass' Stargates, which could be all as mini-wormholes.

These mini-wormholes are conjectured to be at the centre of electrons, which of inner doorways can be accessed of 'Slider' capability within your electron dreams. This is possible, since your consciousness has been reduced down to a point of singularity within your electron dreams, which is far smaller than any known particle.

Lilly discovered that he could access other marked-state alternate-realities existing within parallel-universes, when to transverse an initial unmarked state of a void. Lilly's findings were initially ushered in upon the back of the mathematical symbol of the Brownian Operator when he was in a coma after a life threatening accident.

The Brownian Operator symbol looks like an inverted 'L,' which of a trigger-symbol his consciousness rode when he later floated amphibious within the amniotic waters of his floatation-tank, like that of the King's Sarcophagus amidst the Giza pyramid.



Sounds like pure science fiction, doesn't it; I can assure you it isn't. Speaking of science fiction, which often catches up with fact, the fictional character of Dr Who is based upon (Woden) Odin, whom J.R.R Tolkein had also based Gandalf upon.

The shamanic deity Odin was known as the 'Unknowable One,' whom had many guises like that of the Doctor’s Marked-State regenerated selves who went through many Unmarked-State transformations.

Odin's sacred colour is Blue like that of Dr Who's TARDIS; while his particular Rune is that of the Fourth Rune of Ansuz, which at a mundane level is to do communication, as one would do in a phone box, as well as encapsulating his shamanic ability of trance travelling into other Marked-State alternate realities to police as a (doctor) shaman.



The symbol of the eight-legged-mare was used in the same way as the Brownian Operator by shamanic practitioners. The eight-legged-mare was basically utilised as a trigger symbol in order to introvert into their subconscious via meditating upon the organic symbolism of the mare; this would then enable the initiation of lucid dreaming when the symbol was recognised within the dream.

When the shaman recognises the introverted symbolism of the (Pony-Girl) eight-legged-mare within the dream, he could then ride her into other realities. The eight-legged-mare is essentially made up of two horses, one white, the other black; both of which represent the Marked and Unmarked states of Lilly's Brownian Operator; whereupon, in regards to (Orobas) Orobasi, you have two Pony-Girls.



These two Pony-Girls are also associated with the right and left nerve channels running along either side of your (Yggdrassill) spinal-column. These two nerve channels belong to your Autonomic-Nervous-System. When they are brought into balance via the practice of meditation you experience a (Samadhi) state of (hypnagogic) trance.



When trance is achieved, the two mares become one as the (Grey) eight-legged-mare, whom represents the central channel of the spine, which is associated with your Central-Nervous-System.



As you access hypnagogic trance, you will experience an energy arising up your spine, along the back of your neck, which then hits the back of your head. This arising of energy along the back of your neck in particular, is known as the 'rush' in trance dance culture; it is indicative of the arousal of your Reticular-Activating-System, which is based in the throat area of your reptilian brainstem. In Yoga practice, this energy is known as the Kundalini Shakti, which is seen to have a female (mitochondrial DNA) source; wherefore it was often personified as a (Shakti) Goddess whose (Kundalini) energy is symbolised as a (bio-photon) fire snake. The Kundalini Shakti is basically the eight-legged-mare Sleipnir, which can be otherwise seen to be the Pony-Girl Orobasi.



So, the sexual fetish of the Pony-Girl can be otherwise utilised of a meditative focus, when given a spiritual context; this is basically symbolic alchemy, which of course also involves the sexual impulse.

The sexual impulse is introverted in league with your focus upon the Pony-Girl motif, in order to (Charge) empower your (Spin) electron dreams into lucidity.

This technique is none too different to a Tibetan Yogi meditating upon a 'Horse headed' (Succubus) Dakini, going by the name of Ankusha. The only difference is, you will be using modern symbolism to do likewise of artistic Sorcery.



If you prefer to traditionally conjure up Orobas as an Incubus out of a commonly focused upon patriarchal Grimoire, go right ahead; it's your traditional choice of an ingrained phallic fixation to do so, of a herd-mind commonality.



We can't have you turning Crowley tit-over-arse in his grave, otherwise you will be surely ostracised by the OTO, whose members will invariably castigate you as being a vile and most 'Wicked' pornographer because of your juvenile focus upon a Succubus to alternatively conjure. Best stick to conjuring up machismo Angels and butch Demons, just like the ones uncle Aleister illustrated in his Goetia. 



As for myself I far prefer to rebelliously conjure up the Succubus Orobasi amidst my Triangle of Art as a Pony-Girl Dakini.

 

SUCCUBUS GOETIA GIRL WEDNESDAY ADDAMS FURCAS

Furcasa/ Forrasa/ Forcasa is the fiftieth Succubus of the Goetia. She is a Knight and high President controlling 20 legions of salacious Succubae like herself.

She appears as an Emo, "child of woe; she is wan and delicate...sensitive and on the quiet side, she loves the picnics and outings to the underground caverns...a solemn child, prim in dress and, on the whole, pretty lost...secretive and imaginative, poetic, seems underprivileged and given to occasional tantrums...has six toes on one foot...” as described by Charles Addams, who otherwise called her Wednesday Friday Addams, when he to have evoked her as an inspiring Art Muse amidst his Triangle Of Art Imagination.



She is sometimes seen to be riding a rocking horse as well as carrying a sharp knife. She teaches the virtues of herbs and precious stones, logic, aesthetics, chiromancy, pyromancy, and rhetoric.

 

She can make her master invisible, ingenious, and articulate. She can also find lost things and discover treasures. Beware, she has a wicked sense of humour.

WHY DO WOMEN LOVE CTHULHU?

 

Have you ever wondered why Cthulhu always seems to get the girls to eat? He's brash, cocky and he marches to the beat of his own mad drum out of Ryleh. He's totally over the Godzilla edge, bordering on Arkham asylum insanity and doesn't give a damn about anyone apart from himself; what exactly do women see in Cthulhu?

 

You consider yourself an outgoing Lovecraftian Mage, though conservative; interesting, but a little shy; you can keep a conversation going with the right people in your politically correct Lodge, with whom you perfectly fit into of a quaint peer group... sounds good doesn't it? But, why does an outsider like Cthulhu always seem to get the Witches? Here are Seven planetary reasons why:

SATURN: Cthulhu is confident

That's right. Cthulhu wouldn't be able to pull off half of the Necronomicon antics that he indulges in if he wasn't brimming over with Azathoth confidence. Cthulhu isn't just confident around his worshippers, either - his Yog-Sothoth cavalier attitude is in everything he does, from eating a sacrificial Goat in the morning, to asking a shocked priest for a cool glass of holy water... to chatting up the Witches dancing around a Dagon altar at a devotee's Sabbat. No matter where you look, women find Cthulhu's confidence a major turn on.



JUPITER: Cthulhu is indifferent

Cthulhu simply doesn't give a damn. He can take it or leave it. That's one reason why he fares well with Witches. If a Witch says no, he doesn't care at all? He moves on as a Hastur whirlwind to the next victim, and he does it with the same Skinwalker verve and maverick attitude as he did the last Witch. Here be an arcane quote: "A Great Beast doesn't necessarily care if he is a Great Beast." That's indifference in a nutshell.  

 

MERCURY: Cthulhu is exciting and adventurous

Ask yourself, "when was the last time I took a psychedelic walk on the surreal wild side?" If you are asking yourself that question, then you obviously aren't a rebellious fallen Angel like Cthulhu. You see, Cthulhu is always testing the imprisoning boundaries of society as well as pushing the envelope of the space-time continuum Angel-angles when it comes to his Maya Matrix existence - and women can't get enough of his Nyarlthotep consciousness expansion. They find his alien intelligence to be highly attractive as well as Tesla intriguing. And when you put exciting and adventurous beside the other rebellious planetary traits of Cthulhu, it sends Witches into an ecstatic trance.

 



MOON: Cthulhu is challenging and mysterious

Witches don't go moist around Warlocks that are pushovers, whom pander to what is considered to be politically correct by a brainwashed flock of Sheep. They also don't like smiling Jesus's, they can be seen cumming a mile away due to their sodium fluoride smiles to duly Crucify. Contrary to popular belief women are attracted to Cthulhu, because they can't read his infernal soul; what flights through his mind of quickening thought is never revealed to their inquisitional questioning; where he goes, they can never go, when to transverse the Abyss; walking alone across the Dune desert of the Inorganic Intelligence of the Allies as a 'Don Juan' Matus. He is a psychonaut dreamer of microcosmic possibilities as well as being a stalker of macrocosmic synchronicities, which sets him aside as a psychic gangster, whose exploratory phallic tentacles provides them with a sense of being always on the dangerous twilight edge of forever. Women actually love to guess at the possibilities of becoming Cthulhu's bestial Werewolf priestesses or to otherwise end up as his necrophilia Vampire vore meals! It is challenging for them; they love to hate him, hate to love him, which of an age old contradiction is why women are so attracted to Cthulhu's amphibious nature; whereby the Witches keep on coming back for more of his depraved Mythos!



MARS. Cthulhu is very masculine

This often goes hand-in-hand with being confident as a God incarnate, indifferent as a Buddha, Heyoka exciting, Avadhuta adventurous... etc. Cthulhu is very reptilian brainstem Yig rugged and in-Illuminati-control. That doesn't mean controlling others, apart from controlling his own self. Cthulhu knows how to intelligently get what he wants. Cthulhu speaks clearly and confidently, who always looks you in the bloodshot eye, as well as being passionate about what he knows of personal experience... but most importantly, Cthulhu has an in depth passionate knowledge of how to treat a lady as his Anima.



SOL: Cthulhu gives women a feeling of power

The illusion of control is often more powerful than control itself of a Samsara show. Power within a relationship, power outside of a relationship - it doesn't matter of Tantric ritual - being with Cthulhu, encompasses all of the above traits, which gives women a fifth element of inner strength and outward togetherness. Essentially the Azathoth confident, cocky Great Beast image rubs off a little bit on her of an alchemical Rose - and she laps it up as his Babalon, who secretly desires to birth his mutant Moon-Childe of an evolutionary leap; Hell! Said childe may end becoming the Dagon president of the New-World-Order. Basically, women's brains have been hardwired to chase after Cthulhu; they can't help themselves of a genetic imperative.



VENUS: Cthulhu knows how to talk to women

If Cthulhu wasn't confident, he wouldn't be a Witch magnet. Instead of indifferent, he would be hideously self-conscious and nervously non-committal (how many Witches have you passed up because you didn't consider yourself to be a much maligned Beast?) - you see, Cthulhu doesn't care about what others think about him. Cthulhu arises out of Ryleh to the challenge of taking over his inner world of experience, living the wild side of life. Cthulhu is far more than a mere stereotypical good-guy who invariably ends up being Crucified by Witch Nuns as their sacrificial Christ. Cthulhu far prefers to be a Horned Ante-Christ rather than having his flesh and blood being consumed by Maenads; they can otherwise partake of his ejaculated man juice to get drunk upon instead. Cthulhu always keeps a Witch guessing about him - and in turn inspiring her own Shub Niggarrath priestess potential - it's an explosive combination! And one that is geared to success for the dating Great Beast.

 

This alchemical combination makes the talking part almost sealed of a Coitus Pactum- considering the woman's interest has already been sparked of a growing inferno between her quivering legs. Talking with them is to do with casting out barbed spell formulae, which reels the Mermaids in. And the Great Beast knows how to tell a Babalon just what she wants to hear of a baited hypnotic spell.

Cthulhu knows how to talk to women of woven spells because he is all of the above. Confidence followed up with total indifference, enshrouded by arcane mystery, along with Necronomicon intrigue and dark excitement is what attracts most Witches at the start of the carnal ritual. That gets the Great Beast into their Moon lodge to talk with them; no one else outside of the drawn circle to know. Once they're interested, a Great Beast has to show them what he has to offer, while keeping his other Tarot cards well under the altar; he never reveals all of divination; whereby keeping them guessing. Figuring these ritualistic observations out is the Magic of Sorcery. Cthulhu uses his conversational skills of tentacle spells to hypnotise a Witch, whom invariably ends up becoming entirely entangled of bound interest, desiring to be his chained Babalon priestess, wanting to be entirely gobbled up within his all embracing shadow.

Cthulhu is able to sense the auras of women within their domain of the womb dream, to thence intuitively hunt them down upon a synchronicity, when awake; travelling the Ley lines intersecting those sites of power where Witches to gather; for they do collectively whisper of a chant, within each and every cell of their being: "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."

SUCCUBUS GOETIA GIRLS ART BOOK GRIMOIRE

The Goetia Girls Art Book is an alternate Grimoire listing Succubae. Most Grimoires, whether ancient or modern are primarily orientated towards an all male paradigm, as well as making out that they are rebellious works of the Devil listing machismo Angels and butch Demons.

 

As for myself, I far prefer sensual female Genies, to conjure amidst my eroticised Triangle Of Art Imagination, since the Succubae have to rely upon their Art Muse nature in order to inspire a Tesla intellect, rather than possessing the Templar anus's of Banker brawn; hence they are far more dangerous to the establishment, just like their physical counterparts, whom be very predatory of seductive wiles.



However, since said tomes merely perpetuate the all male fixation of the establishment, they are hardly rebellious; in fact, such books validate its symbolic  paradigm.    

 

It is somewhat intriguing that there is no historical evidence of a Grimoire listing Succubae, which of an artistic reversal of protest would have indicated a rebellion against the symbolic brainwash of religious indoctrination. Alas, no such book ever existed… until now:

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NIGHTGAUNT SUCCUBUS SCHOOLGIRL GOETIA

Out of what Chakra crypt the Schoolgirl Succubae to bat wing fly, I cannot tell,

But every night I see the felines make their planetary sphere way,

Their obsidian butterfly mistresses, horned Nuns, so sensuous, with membranous leather wings,

 

They come in Nightgaunt legions on the North wind's swell,

With obscene caresses, which titillates of lustful stroking,

Snatching me off on monstrous voyaging, 

 

 Travelling through their moist vaginal star barrelled Tarot hallways, 

To other worlds hidden deep within their pyramidal hidden school of seven fold hierarchy.

Over the jagged peaks of Thuk they to sweep predatory,

 

I heedless, of all their groans they to make, while painting themselves menstrual red,

And down towards the nether pits of our carnal Coitus Pactum union, they take me,

Where the brazen harlots then to gather around my erect brazen serpent to feast upon its venom of all consuming worship.

 

But ho! If only they would tell more of their delightful Sabbat,

Alas, I to awaken too soon, until next Night-Mare to ride of Ouroboros round!

(Freely adapted from Fungi from Yuggoth & Other Poems by H.P. Lovecraft)

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