Thou hast health; slay thyself in the fervour of thine abandonment unto Our Lady. Let thy flesh hang loose upon thy bones, and thine eyes glare with thy quenchless lust unto the Infinite, with thy passion for the Unknown, for Her that is beyond Knowledge the accursed one.This page contains links to texts relating to the Nephandi and their activities.Thou hast love; tear thy mother from thine heart and spit in the face of thy father. Let thy foot trample the belly of thy wife, and let the babe at her breast be the prey of dogs and vultures.
For if thou dost not this with thy will, then shall We do this despite thy will. So that thou attain to the sacrament of Graal in the Chapel of Abominations.
Liber Cheth vel Vallum Abiegni sub figura CLVI
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