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Corpus Nine Thirteen

Bitter sweet is defined as the sate of pleasure alloyed with pain. I would add perhaps, that it pertains more often than not, to memory, the saying of goodbyes, and the necessary moving-on from ones own comfortability in a certain well known environment or familiar state. Such is necessary, of course, for pathei mathos, for growth, for that tip-toeing in the darkness through shards of broken paradigm, those lacerations we endure, and those puddles in which we’ve stood, do stain a permanent mark, whereas our determination is glorified by way of those foot prints leading away, which others do question and debate in our absence, forever bickering, as do the janitors of nomos, over the cleaning up after our evolution, our chaos unfolding in to the realm of material, as ordered from the realm of potential. I would address a component of Corpus Nine Thirteen, so far as I know not publicly addressed, such that I am uncertain as to any other having rooted out a particular weaving of allegory by Nine Thirteen, of Temple of The Black Light, into the Order of Nine Angles, according to the specifics of the Interrogist Distro, which I have composed so as to address something which I absolutely

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