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- Editorial Notes
When I sat down to begin this, the third volume of the Sutra, in the fourth week of March, I had no ideawhat I was in for. After the release of the second volume, rare and extremely hard to find occult textsbegan to appear mysteriously. Bertiaux’s Gnostic Voudoun Handbook, Chumbley’s Sethos Edition of theI-Azoetia and most astoundingly, A. O. Spare’s first published work, Earth Inferno. Johnny Sixx, myself and Jack Faust set ourselves to a period of intense experimentation. It has been said that within theoccult traditions, there are books
about majick
and then there are books
of majick.
The Hedkult hasalways been comprised of seekers of the latter, and I personally have always sought to produce a work which would be so classified. When I began the Sutra, it was in this spirit. An astounding amount of care was taken to find authors and artists whose work fully engaged the minds of their readers, theirartful use of memetics conjuring and releasing the occult potential of my audience. In short, I wantedreading the Sutra to be a ‘majickal experience’. It would seem, that in this regard at least, I met withsome measure of success. The first release met with an encouraging reception, the second amongaccusations of destroying peoples brains and offering up extremely harmful and viral memetic strains,tripled the distribution of the first release on its first day. Majick was happening.
Majick however, was not the only thing happening. Sixx and I had been searching for some timeto find source materials which would allow us to contain an extremely volatile memetic combination wehad been working with for the last two years or so. We had discovered that the creative potential withinthese daemonic memetic forms was very nearly unlimited, but were working essentially blind, finding ourcorrespondences and revelations where they could be found. Then the books began to arrive and werealized we were being handed the materials we required to construct a vehicle capable of channelingthis vast potential we had discovered. Sixx and I began assembling the pieces, memetic strains fromChumbley, gnostic architecture courtesy of Bertiaux, and gates of manifestation lifted from Spare, it wasa hot-rod vehicle of transcendence. After our first few, cautious trials, major effects were felt, moneypoured in from unexpected sources, sex-slick race cars appeared in driveways, kinky fucks werehappening left, right and center, it had the feeling of aethyric validation. Within us, old walls andlimitations came crumbling down, old fears destroyed, replaced with challenges we could sink our teethinto, we became our archetypal selves. Then Boss Dirge was recuperating on my couch, forciblyoccupying my computer so that he might keep in touch with his compatriots when we discovered thatmy messenger accounts had been hacked, and that someone was impersonating me online. Dirge,thinking ahead as always, immediately confronted this mysterious individual and they vanished. A fewhours later, Butoh and I discovered much to our dismay, that our master passwords had been changedand that we had been locked out of our own computer. Nearly three weeks later, the computer wasreturned to us, wiped clean. The rough drafts of the Sutra were gone, my pdf collection of books wasgone, ironically, whoever they are, actually had more of my work than I had myself. It would seem that Ihad found the student I never wanted. Whether this was done intentionally to complicate or possiblyderail the publishing of these materials or simply to cover the tracks of the hacker, I have no idea.Needless to say, it cemented my commitment to release this volume of work. I offer up this editorial asboth an apology and thanks, to those of you who waited and encouraged me to continue, as well as toexplain the extremely tardy public release of these materials. I sincerely hope that the rituals andconjurations of the Hedkult prove worthy of such espionage and high drama, as well as the undoubtedlyannoying wait. It has been a proverbial trip.
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