Join My Cult - Original Falcon Press

to think. All things considered, his co-workers knew to keep their distance
and just nod their head like they understood. So, when he stepped
out of the kitchen, holding a frozen fish stick over his head triumphantly,
no one was particularly surprised. Even when he proclaimed “GOD—
COD—GOD—COD! Permutations of the divine name!” they took it in
stride, although the manager asked him to return to his station, and one
of the waitresses had to calm down an elderly man in a yarmulke who
was becoming confused and lead him back to his seat. However, when
Jay threw the rock-solid cod stick at the manager, shrieking “you don’t
pay me enough to buy into this lie you call reality! I quit!” they were
rather taken aback.
The Mystery Cook rubbed his blurry eyes. They seemed shrunken and
yet somehow altogether too large for his face. He was convinced that
they would retract, iguana-like, into the inner recesses of his skull. Three
days without sleep, two days without food, just pounding on his old
typewriter. He ripped a page out of the unforgiving machine and slapped
White-Out on his most recent error. “God damn,” he cursed. The
exhaustion was almost overwhelming. Almost. With an amazing amount
of will, he reminded himself that he had to elucidate his vision—it was
time the people knew the truth. Fuck it, who am I fooling. One lie
deserves another. At least Mother Hive Brain is funny. Not that stolid
Order of the Hidden Path horse-shit.
With the unstoppable, unrelenting melodious pounding of Beethoven
in the background like some never-ending tantric orgasm, he completed
the document and posted the first draft on the message board.
Sometimes Jay considered his work an even mixture of the theological
writings of the East and philosophical writings of the West. (Though not
always.) He was horribly frustrated at his lack of success with the publishers,
as well as their apparent inability to realize the evolutionary
nature of his creations.
In the following essays we will be investigating the usefulness of
mythology for the sake of creating a ritual that is based on your own
life and life-goals. The first section of the book deals with theory, to
introduce you to a variety of potential beliefs and familiarize you with a
history of mythology, mysticism, and magick. A great deal of earth will
be turned up, but I do not intend on digging especially deep into any
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