About the Poison Tongue Militia Antinomian

The   Poison   Tongue   Militia   is   a   vessel   for   subversive  Official Propaganda of the Poison Tongue Militia
propaganda, focusing on the Left Hand Path, in general, with  vol. ii
a   specific   emphasis   on   Chaos   Gnosis   and   Satanism.   What 
distinguishes   the   Militia   from   other,   perhaps   better   known 
organizations, is the fact that it is – by its very nature – 
open.   Where   other   groups   prefer   to   stay   hidden,   offering 
snatches of information to those who choose to seek it with 
diligence,   the   Militia   exists   openly,   standing   as   a 
metaphorical banner in battle. The goal is simple and not one 
which   there   is   any   need   to   obfuscate:   We   will   make   our 
presence known, as agitators and provocateurs. The followers 
of mainstream religions, adherents of the right­hand path, of 
causal   light,   have   been   able   to   slander   us   since   time 
immemorial, because too many devotees of the Adversarial hide 
for fear of retribution. The Poison Tongue Militia will not 
hide.   We   represent   a   vocal,   outspoken   front   of   Satanists, 
Left   Hand   Path   (oc)cultists   and   esoterrorists   who   will   not 
remain quiet.

About the Qliphotic Noise Cult
Where   the   Poison   Tongue   Militia   takes   care   of   written 
verses   and   open   provocation,   the   Qliphotic   Noise   Cult 
operates   as   a   record   label.   Focusing   on   noise,   death 
industrial   and   power   electronics,   the   Cult   releases   all 
material   online,   free   of   charge.   In   addition   to   the   free 
digital blasphemies, the Cult occasionally releases cassette 
and CD­R versions of albums in extremely limited editions of 
no more than 10 copies.

All Cult releases can be found at:
qliphoticnoisecult.blogspot.com

Inquiries   regarding   purchases   of   tapes,   CD­Rs   and   patches 

should be directed to: The denial of the demiurge is the first step to 
qliphoticnoise@gmail.com transcendence. Mockery of the empty scriptures, 
sacred hypocrisy. The piety of celibacy, triumph of 
weakness ­ the ultimate inversion. Blasphemy serves 
as a reminder, the lies must not go unchallenged. 
Unrepentant strength, eternal thirst for knowledge. 
Defile the memory of the messiah of this world. 
Shit on the books of God’s teaching.
 Halloween Is the Devil's Holiday Satan Has Already Won
So much debate rages every year around this time  ­ all  There’s no point in fighting us, the war is over. You 
of it ineffectual and pointless. Either Halloween is an evil  can   go   to   your   churches,   pray   to   your   impotent   lord   for 
day   which   good,   God­fearing   Christians   should   avoid   any  salvation   ­   it   doesn’t   matter.   We   won.   We   always   stood 
celebration of or it is simply a fun holiday, a time to dress  triumphant, there never was a hope for the Christ’s victory. 
up   and   let   children   gorge   themselves   on   cheap   candy   in  Women   burned   at   the   stake   in   colonial   New   England, 
preparation for an inevitable life of obesity. accused   of   consorting   with   the   Devil.   The   forgiveness   of 
The   truth   is   that   Halloween   really   is   a   Satanic  Jesus   was   wholly   absent,   only   the   condemnation   of   a 
holiday.   Sure,   neo­pagans   have   their   own   Samhain  tyrannical   deity   evident.   Thousands   tortured   by   the   Spanish 
celebrations, but placidly calling the elements and guardians  Inquisition,   accused   of   the   same   crimes.   The   Jews,   the 
of   the   watchtowers   isn't   nearly   as   fun   as   WORSHIPING   THE  “Chosen   People,”   experienced   persecutions   at   the   hands   of 
FUCKING DEVIL! such   pious   servants   of   the   divine­made­flesh   Redeemer   for 
Enough with this fearful show of subservience to a pale  over a millennium. 
and   impotent   martyr­god,   praying   for   protection   from   the  Women   showing   too   much   skin   for   repressed   Muslim 
spirits   and   demons   that   have   reign   on   the   last   night   of  sensibilities  are   flogged  publicly   ­  if   that  isn’t   sexually 
October.   Enough   with   this   white­washing,   sterilizing   and  sadistic voyeurism, I’m not sure anything qualifies as such. 
idiocy   that   begets   nothing   more   than   hordes   of   pubescent  These devout followers of the One God stone women to death, 
girls dressing like slutty nuns with their parents' approval  all   compassion   lost   in   the   face   of   any   threat   to   their 
while   their   younger   siblings   devour   saccharine   by   the   fat  primitive way of life.
fistful. Meanwhile,   in   the   developed   West,   our   prim,   proper, 
This year, remember the real meaning of Halloween – a  upstanding   young   women   walk   the   streets   showing,   more   than 
time when demons run free, when the souls of the unquiet dead  covering,   their   skin.   The   Crucifix   adorns   their   slender 
hold sway, when Satan's power is greatest. Don't hide in fear  necks, to be sure, and they’d cower in righteous indignation 
from it, embrace it! were any to be confronted with someone who openly serves the 
Adversary   ­   like   the   good   little   Christians   they   are.   But 
otherwise?
Promiscuous   outfits,   sexually   suggestive   ­   if   not 
sexually   explicit   ­   dances   to   lewd   music.   This   is   the   hope 
for the war between God and Satan? Rabid, murderous fanatics 
and Southern girls with neither dignity nor shame?
Face   it,   there   is   no   fight   left.   The   fight   was   over 
before   any   of   us   were   born.   One   the   one   hand,   compassion, 
love   and   forgiveness   are   forsaken   by   the   self­righteous, 
murderous extremists (who must, at least, be given credit for 
the   strength   of   their   convictions).   On   the   other   hand,   we 
have   a   generation   who   stifle   under   the   (understandably 
I uncomfortable)   mores   and   strictures   of   an   outdated,   failing 
I am not my flesh nor the body it is made of: I am the spirit  religion.
that inhabits and animates this body. Before me are the clay 
– lifeless and easily molded. I move through the world of my 
own volition. I am at one with myself, before me are none – 
after me are none. I do not hold nor behold the transcendent 
gnosis. I am the transcendent gnosis. I am what I am, spoke 
YHWH, and so do I say it with original authority. I will not 
merely   break   free   from   this   fleshy   prison   –   I   will   unmake 
this material cage.