Impressions on Iron Gates Chapter Twenty-Five
Impressions on Iron Gates Chapter Twenty-Five
Pedophilic Ritual Torture and Rape as Sacrifice to Demon
Chapter twenty-five of this book is perhaps the most revolting of them all. Six-year-old Wendy, already the victim of extensive pedophilic abuse before she met the extremely vicious and psychopathic lieutenant, has been taken by him as his ‘concubine’. He now takes her up into the mountains, behind a waterfall, down a cave that used to be a mine, under cover of the stars outside, down the utter darkness illuminated only by torches, before a horrible back stone idol bathed with the blood of countless human sacrifices. The walls are lined with human skeletons, which we are told belong to both adults and children.
To make the whole disgusting affair short, the lieutenant ties Wendy, strikes her with a thick leather belt until her behind is ruined and she is beyond tears with pain and desperation. He then applies some medicine to her, molests her with his fingers, and then anally rapes her. But before that, he announces that, through a bond before the great demon whose altar they are visiting, she is now not just his ‘concubine’ but his ‘wife’.
Two things should be pointed out. First, the whole child bride thing is very reminiscent of Islam. Apparently, this is also done in other cultures of Asia and Africa, though the reader can carry out their own research. There is a hint here both at that, and one also thinks that with that being out in the open, what other subcultures exist out there, given that extensive pedophilic networks exist, in which this also happens but is not registered in any way in the mainstream.
Second, that the great demon is named here as Gaubni. A bit of research reveals this to be the name of a great demon in the pantheon of the Order of Nine Angles. This pantheon was created by someone, presumably David Wulstan Myatt, by using the Chaos Magick method to populate the interconnecting paths of a seven-sphered Tree of Life with gods of one’s own projection. That is, the Order of Nine Angles works and places the minds of its adherents in the hands of the psychological muck of Myatt’s creative discharges.
Now, here lies an interesting question. The whole scene depicted by the author of Iron Gates is uncharacteristic of the stated nature, purpose, and aim of the Order of Nine Angles. Yet, this American branch of antinomian occultism that rose under the name of Tempel ov Blood, seemingly inherited certain symbols and nomenclature from the Order of Nine Angles, and then twisted it completely to a “No Limits Evil” rhetoric that, in short order, attracted no small number of psychopaths and perverts.
Two things seemed to have happened. The occult Tantrism that the psychological embodiment of evil can be seems to have eventually become a honey trap. Even the later issues of the Tempel ov Blood’s zine, False Prophet, which could still be purchased off Amazon not long ago, signal in a symbolic story, that the nature of the extreme decadence indicated by the group is meant to lead those who bite and who indulge in the abuse of children right to jail, where they belong, and worse.
The Order of Nine Angles seems to have responded in condemnation to the appropriation of their symbols by the extremity of the American groups. And, more recently, those aligning with the American wing embarked for a short while in accusations that the Order of Nine Angles were a band of pedophiles.
Propaganda, deception, and internecine psychological ploys by groups engendered or at some point infiltrated by national intelligence services, it is hard to ascertain what is true and what is fiction.
What we do know is that Iron Gates is written by the Tempel ov Blood group, the American occult group later revealed to be a honey pot for perverts, that is, a group carrying out a cleansing, both within and without the occult underground. For this, they seem to have been attacked by both occultists and by strangely motivated and sloppy journalists who commit blunder after blunder, telling lie after lie.
Dear reader, rest assured this is not a defense of neither the Order of Nine Angles nor of the Tempel ov Blood. These are simply the facts as seen from a certain point of view.
The point we want to stress is that the decision to name the great demon who endorses the rape of little six-year-old Wendy in this fiction after one of the Myatt Chaos Magic personal gods, which he grafted onto Naos, the haphazard occult and philosophical manual of the Order of Nine Angles, is most probably a very pointed attempt at smearing the Order of Nine Angles, and David Myatt, and embedding this image, this relationship, onto the mind of the reader in a way that only fiction can do with such efficiency and permanence.
For more on the bare-bones applied Chaos Magick method for creating gods out of your own personal projections and delusions, you can read Phil Hine’s Condensed Chaos: An Introduction to Chaos Magic.
For more on the use of perceptions and narratives for introducing and embedding concepts into the mind of a person, or your own, you can read Richard Bandler and John Grinder’s Frogs Into Princes: Neurolinguistic Programming.