“Ode to Buer”
(Dedicated to the those of the “LHP”)
I call upon the infernal host.
I seek one of your six presidents.
An “Arch-Demon”.
One whom commands fifty legions of demons.
The philosophical one.
The logical one.
I seek “Buer”–
I stare into the flame of the black candle. Within, 'tis a glimpse of the infernal host. 'Tis a collage of flame and demonic entities. They sway like a field of grass on a breezy day.
“Whom calls upon the infernal host?”
I Logan, of the left hand path.
"For what reason dost thou envoke the abyss?
I seek Beur.
“Buer? The Sagittarius. The healer of infirmities.”
Aye.
“So be it. Evoke him when the sun is in Sagittarius.”
Dec 18, 2017: The infernal sphere enters constellation Sagittarius. On this very night the skies roar. They cry. They exhale. “Greatly.” On a small piece of black paper I sketch the illustrious sigil of Buer. Over the flame of the black candle I sway the sigil. As it Burns, from my mouth spews:
I call upon Buer, arch demon. Might we commune philosophy
. Might you deliver me from ailment. Grand demon Buer, manifest before me.
“Logan. 'Tis I, Buer. Before me ailments flee. I shall send my legions to eradicate thine infirmity. Thou seeks understanding?”
Aye. Bestow upon me a philosophy.
“Through neutrality, one may be ‘deified’. In such a state you allow thine consciousness to become invaded by many interpretations, ideals, philosophies and supposed truths. Cast away myopic mentality, and become ‘omniscient’.”
Such says the wise lion with five goat legs about him.
“With thee I shall leave a familiar, “Vehloksus”. The feline is a grand herbalist. He shall strike fear and anxiety into those that would oppose you. I bid thee farewell Logan.”
UnHolyLux