THE AKOLASIA CHAMBERWARNING! THIS is the HALF-ASSED BASEMENT CRAWL-SPACE of the Meta-Temple of the Choronzonic Grinnoire, upstairs, to the left, the room decked out in yellowblack splendour. THAT is where you want to go if reading about CHORONZON's more desireable aspects is what you came into this temple (and factory, plus xenodimension-gate-hall, and den of metasexual iniquity and mind-based propinquity - IF YOU ARE DARING ENOUGH TO "GO THERE", at any rate. It's...not forgettable, as one would never want to forget it. Oh, and we ride Currents here about thrice monthly. We'd give you rides if we could, but the damn things are chaotic; we never know when/where/how they manifest, and once astride one, where it will take us. But it puts amusement park tinkertoy-coaster-crap to utter shame, and ALMOST catches up to Drugs for entertainment value, aesthetic and sheer "wheee" factor... Almost, but close enough to make me VERY INTERESTED.) In the interests of being Different From Most Other Zealots and Adorers of Invisible and Immensely Powerful Beings, We want to show that there's no concern regarding anyone reading "Blasphemous Words" about our chosen Entity. So this Addition to the Grinnoire, which, if actually a Room instead of a webpage, would be something between a crawlspace and a dilapidated basement, is the place where said Blasphemous Words shall be laid out for your perusal. WE WANT YOU TO MAKE YOUR OWN MIND UP ABOUT METAPHYSICAL THINGS. Show us ANY another extant religion or spiritual hoodoo outlet that does THAT, and I'll show you what the face of a Truly Surprised Choronzonic Annunciator looks like. This virtual Dank, Damp, Mouldering, Bad-Smelling HOLE is not a pleasant place to be, and is Dark, with all sorts of Ignorance, Assumption and Redundant Re-mish-mashings of Others' Writings, so we hand you this lantern, so you might watch your step. Your mind is also yours to watch out for; however, the light for THAT won't be provided, as that would be pretentious, and CHORONZON would get mad at me for being pretentious. CHORONZON respects those who've got a sense of SPIRITUAL AUTONOMY. (Is this you? Consider yourself loved. And rare.) Walk down the battered maggot-eaten stairs into the Festering Pit of:
of Our Patron Xenodimensional: the One Named C H O R O N Z O NWily Smiling Jester, Master of Chaos-in-Motion, Exterminator of Entropy,Our Great Lord of Hallucinations and Ever-Active, Forever-Curious, Forger/Sculptor/Spinner of a Virtual Plethora of Delusions Both Useful and Ornamental NOTE AGAIN: CHORONZON.ORG and its project creators DO NOT AGREE with just about everything you'll find here. THIS DOES NOT necessarily mean it's 100% WRONG, necessarily, and CHORONZON does not appreciate blind allegience; he is not going to mind you reading these idiots, and neither would we. If anything, it's merely a HOOT, which is what CHORONZON reacted to it with - insane bouts of silly laughter. At his own detractors. I love CHORONZON for showing me this could be done. Maybe you will, too.
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