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RAVENDEN​-​THE OOTHECA OF XOTHOXCZU

by The Denisovans

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about

As we lay entwined in morning twilight at World’s End, my love, we shall drink the nectar of the great mystery.
Scintillating witch-fires in the mist arise as we make our way to the Eternal Spring drinking of our communal effluence in the eternal cyclopean green twilight of the Forest of Avalon.

We wonder at the death that has brought us here. Oh beautiful death that does feed us!
We make our way through The Thickets, through The Caverns Of Gloth and dead east To the sun that icy blue Sun of Aqua Velva.

Yours are long golden locks and yours is the sun-bronzed carapace of glory in the maenad darkness of the Penthouse overlooking the Real Estate at the End of Time.
Drinking the mist, the wine, the blood we need but withdraw the barest of gold-honored temporal credit before the sacrifice of Moloch.

A mere scent of conscious thought as we glide along the mile-long ravine in the thousand-mile green mist, that Canadian Mist of wonderment, battle-wrought glory while the servants, those Slaves of Llom, do shod our feet and bring us the wine and the meat…

The yellow tablet. The red tablets. The red necks of glory on the warriors of tomorrow. AhnVuhm! Let us muse on the great mysteries as we dine on the sweet-meats of our enemy’s dark ground of defeat.

This is your time! Your message! Your psychedelic trip! Your carnage! Your Bag-Chair of Beans!
My legions! I am legion! Call my steed! Call me Ishmael! Call me a cab! Call me Mort!
For so it is told! So it is written! So it is beholden! So Lo! Minstrel! Play of the So Lo!

So little: a thought, a fleeting thought… and a few dollars… will bring us that twilight susurrus: that mystic voodoo droning of the Wizards of Perspex.
These are the sounds to make a man’s blood boil as he partakes of the night-dark succubae in the reflecting stars of the great Stone Wrought Pool of Forever inlaid with diadems of pure energy wrought from the brazen udders of the Power Plant of Lethe.

Dust off thy amulet and thy medallion and thy leisure suit and produce forth the muscular, throbbing appendage of hair-encrusted potency.
Work-out within the Chamber of Gym for thine expense account is Endless. Bench press the Awful Goblet of Baal and funnel the Hops of Bud-wi-Sor to thine Goddess Ishtar! Ishtar Jackson!

Call forth and take hold of the Terrible Night Wrought Planet of Wonderment that is “The Ootheca Of The Xothoxoczu”! As your mind sears under the spell of the Eons-Long Wizards of Perspex!

This is your time! Your message! Your psychedelic trip! Your carnage! Your Bag-Chair of Beans!
My legions! I am legion! Call my steed! Call me Ishmael! Call me a cab! Call me Mort!
For so it is told! So it is written! So it is beholden! So Lo! Minstrel! Play of the So Lo!

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released April 12, 1975

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