Post by Ny'obstaresh on Sept 2, 2011 6:07:20 GMT -6
This is the first draft of a ritual I have devised to act as an empowering rite to be performed in exaltation of the Great Old Ones. This would be performed on a regular basis and serves to feed the Great Old Ones with our energy and acknowledgement of Their supremacy. It has been put together in the simple, pseudo-tribal style we have deemed appropriate. Ultimately, the nature of the finished product will be decided by the Grotto founders, but I'd like to hear more opinions, naturally.
Stand beneath the stars in a lonely place away from people. Breath deeply and achieve gnosis. Choose a place in the night sky with few visible stars and focus all of your attention on it. When you have formed an intimate connection with this one angle/direction of space, raise your arms, fingers pointing upward and on angle towards the chosen focal point and pronounce the following invocation :
Belief is reality!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Void,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our consciousness in the shadows between unwholesome angles!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Ether,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our minds beneath the sickly luminescence of distant constellations!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Earth,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our flesh in the slimy and filthy places of the Land!
Move to a kneeling position, arms now outstretched Y-shaped, and begin the exaltation.
Ever, praises unto Azathoth - The Blind Idiot at the centre of All!
To Yog-Sothoth - The All-One, First Gate and Only Key!
To Nyarlathotep - The Crawling Chaos, Soul and Messenger of the Ancient Ones!
Behold, the Three are One! But the Five arise from Their formless loins and swarm forth with Their hordes, in crushing, hedonistic revelry. Ever, praises unto the Great Old Ones!
To Cthulhu - He who lies Dead but Dreaming in the nighted depths of R'lyeh!
To Shub-Niggurath - Great Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!
To Tsathoggua - The Hungry Sleeper of N'kai!
To Dagon - Sire of the Deep Ones, Lord of the Oceans!
To Yig - Eternal Serpent-Father coiled in the Sands of Time!
And to all Dark Gods, who rush and scream between the stars!
Ia! Ia!
Fold your hands over your chest, the left wrist crossing over the right. The empowerment.
Just as our ebon Gods nurture and guide us, so too must we feed them.
We feed them with anger, with hatred, with desire.
Great masters of the Other Side, take our darknesses and sate yourselves on the abundance thereof!
For as our strength grows, so does Yours. And as Your strength grows, so too do the Barriers weaken! Each act of Magick brings empowerment, that we may exalt ourselves above the very stars that hinder our Lords and usher in a stranger Aeon!
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!
Yog-Sothoth, Keeper of the Gate, open the way and illuminate our path with globes of iridiscent hellfire that we may act in alignment with Your will! The ravenous Darkness gibbers to be sated, and so it shall be fed the souls and sanity of those who would oppose us! When the Light has been snuffed, the inner power that is Them shall reign supreme.
Belief is Reality!
It is now appropriate to make sacrifices, close the ritual, move on to further rites, or whatever has been planned.
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!
Stand beneath the stars in a lonely place away from people. Breath deeply and achieve gnosis. Choose a place in the night sky with few visible stars and focus all of your attention on it. When you have formed an intimate connection with this one angle/direction of space, raise your arms, fingers pointing upward and on angle towards the chosen focal point and pronounce the following invocation :
Belief is reality!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Void,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our consciousness in the shadows between unwholesome angles!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Ether,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our minds beneath the sickly luminescence of distant constellations!
All praises unto you, Dark Gods of the Earth,
whose will strengthens and sustains us,
and who nurture our flesh in the slimy and filthy places of the Land!
Move to a kneeling position, arms now outstretched Y-shaped, and begin the exaltation.
Ever, praises unto Azathoth - The Blind Idiot at the centre of All!
To Yog-Sothoth - The All-One, First Gate and Only Key!
To Nyarlathotep - The Crawling Chaos, Soul and Messenger of the Ancient Ones!
Behold, the Three are One! But the Five arise from Their formless loins and swarm forth with Their hordes, in crushing, hedonistic revelry. Ever, praises unto the Great Old Ones!
To Cthulhu - He who lies Dead but Dreaming in the nighted depths of R'lyeh!
To Shub-Niggurath - Great Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!
To Tsathoggua - The Hungry Sleeper of N'kai!
To Dagon - Sire of the Deep Ones, Lord of the Oceans!
To Yig - Eternal Serpent-Father coiled in the Sands of Time!
And to all Dark Gods, who rush and scream between the stars!
Ia! Ia!
Fold your hands over your chest, the left wrist crossing over the right. The empowerment.
Just as our ebon Gods nurture and guide us, so too must we feed them.
We feed them with anger, with hatred, with desire.
Great masters of the Other Side, take our darknesses and sate yourselves on the abundance thereof!
For as our strength grows, so does Yours. And as Your strength grows, so too do the Barriers weaken! Each act of Magick brings empowerment, that we may exalt ourselves above the very stars that hinder our Lords and usher in a stranger Aeon!
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!
Yog-Sothoth, Keeper of the Gate, open the way and illuminate our path with globes of iridiscent hellfire that we may act in alignment with Your will! The ravenous Darkness gibbers to be sated, and so it shall be fed the souls and sanity of those who would oppose us! When the Light has been snuffed, the inner power that is Them shall reign supreme.
Belief is Reality!
It is now appropriate to make sacrifices, close the ritual, move on to further rites, or whatever has been planned.
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!