King of Swords 9-126
Chapter: 9
THE SHAPE OF ROYALTY
- The very tip of a swallow’s wing as it cuts the air.
- The sword that splits the plum, pit and all.
These are said to resemble Royalty. It is not curved in the slightest. Turn the wheel on its side and you will see its shape. Cut the wheel in half and you will see its shape between the two halves. This is its purest expression, in the non-space. Observe how it extends forever, and look how it glitters!
And lo, the hammer drops.
This is going to hurt.
Knock knock open up the door, it’s real
with the non-stop pop-pop of stainless steel
Go hard, getting busy with it
we can make a realigion out of this
No don’t.
Z O S S G O N G I V E I T T O Y A
Pulled the ol’ Eternal Sunshine on us did ye?
Juggernaut Star has grown angry with the world’s cycle, blaming Zoss for what was, is, and will be. I can understand the frustration, but is the source truly so clear?
I mean, it’s literally Zoss’ fault. No one is forcing him to do this Groundhog Day loop. It’s literally all on Zoss.
Terminal depression ain’t all that eager nor easy to suss out.
Groundhog Day? Am I missing something ?
@Skelter: Zoss and Juggernaut have both previously hinted at time being cyclical, although the history we know of the Wheel seems to be linear. Abaddon says somewhere that Juggernaut and Metatron know a secret about Zoss’ dominion over the universe that no other being is “capable” of knowing. I guess that this page is soft confirmation that time is indeed cycling, at Zoss’ behest, until he “gets things right”, and that Metatron and Juggernaut are the only ones besides Zoss who retain their memories of the previous cycles. It’s been foreshadowed, kind of.
Looping such that AL YISUN grows weary of individuality and starts the cycle anew. Is it Zoss, or our very own protagonist?
“When you come into your power, spare a thought for the poor old devil.”
Allison is going to break the cycle – that is the final revelation! The ultimate triumph of espresso over the cosmic all.
Is it not the nature of wheels to turn in cycles? Yugas and Kalpas may pass, but even the greatest cycles must repeat themselves in time.
Speaking of Yugas, many belive the current one is ending, drop by the shrine for a paper talisman if you fear the changes to come.
Midnight is a mortal construct, barely fit for witches.
Gods concern themselves with dawns.
Zoss has also told Allison that no one is bound to fate provided they aren’t fearful of it, so regardless of the nature of previous cycles, this being the one we get to read is probably different in a significant way
Aye, all un else thinksome Zaid thon babby King, cozza thums andronormativesome preconceptins, but Zoss be tryin summat new, choes Alice, an thum be wantsome elsewise endup thisn cycle.
–Or they thinksome that because it was so in previous cycles.
A curious thing about a split wheel: The two halves are not quite identical, and they can roll in different directions.
What if you split a perfectly symmetric wheel perfectly symmetrically down to the atomic level and its rolling along a perfectly flat (also down to the atomic level) surface?
That said though, there’s really only one plane you can slice the wheel on and still have it roll, who says the wheel split has to be along its rim, if you split it in half along the axis, it’s not going to roll very far.
Show me a wheel that is symmetric to the atomic level, and I shall split it perfectly for you.
And with one continuous cutting motion they cleaved the wheel in twain; and so they continued on cutting in this way again and again until they found that inside the wheel was all of creation, and inside all of creation were molecules, and inside the molecules were atoms, and inside the atoms were explosions.
Don’t forget to define “flat”. Especially if you live on a perfect sphere.
Juggernaut Star is Sans the skeleton
you know where the door is, now get out.
The beginning of the end, perhaps.
Things are definitely coming to a middle.
To be an angel is a horrid and unknowable thing! We are closer to Pree Aesma!! Praise to YSUN for my inability to know, for I fear it would break me if my burden were understanding all that I have seen.
Zoss ruled for but a brief era, did he not?
You assume that Zoss was always the conquering king
He is. Zaid is Zoss.
I had not considered the possibility of Zaid = Zoss! Makes a weird kind of sense.
With many interesting creatures at his side.
One may ask: How did Juggernaut Star get that halo, again? An interesting question, if one knows the answer.
It was a gift.
Yes, yes, a gift. But from whom, and what their relationship was, is what makes the question interesting.
Crowns are not made for angels, much less gifted to them.
It’s a curse.
He’s a man who sees no problem or difficulty in hanging around and doing things very much after he’s dead, because causality doesn’t really matter to him. Time is meaningless.
Star-forged fist
Fist of the North Star.
“well, fuck”
-Sage words for a situation such as this
Juggernaut Star passed by today, seeming to ride a great hellcycle whose wheels featured a most charming innovation of skeletons being broken bypon it. This was a charming farce, a cute ploy to fool the maya-dreamers who know not the truth and feign dare not seek it.
Here is a paving stone for the road – carry it upon your back and thereby become the path you seek, or placeit on the earth so others can tread it to oblivion and liberate you from the burden of the Wheel: Juggernaut Star wears the wheel. Juggernaut Star needs the wheel. Juggernaut Star is the wheel.
And that she is broken upon it just as Koss once and never broke her upon herself – like all her bretheren..
And lo! Above her head burns a firey crown in one of the many-and-none shapes of the world, a wheel, but not – for it is broken.
As one studies the greater mysteries of the ungenerated creation, of the undeclared Mu of Exist, such fractally self-similar conceptual schema become more and more apparent. It is rather like becoming mad – but fear not.
The world is mad. It was always, for it isn’t. This is the first canto of the song of maybe – BEHOLD: You- seeker – are becoming sane.
Now grasp the breaking-truth and with it casts the skies asunder: HERE itself and NOW this when is a blueprint of the zeroth syllable of Royalty.
Speak it, and by thine will alone go forth –
and shatter the firmament.
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*Meanwhile, Old Zoss sits in the void, meditating the Aeons away. Catching a fragment of an idiot child’s pretentions to gnosis. Their, in the eternal silence of that forgotten corner of the ash-heap of history, he chuckled – just a little – in a manner both grim and good-natured such as could only befit a Conquering King.
“Oh child,” he murmurs. “Don’t you understand? They’re all the zeroth syllable, each and every, one and none.”*
Thank you. I shall not meditate upon this lesson.
So Juggy wears the broken wheel and is the broken wheel, which is how she can be in so many places at once.
Fascinating conjecture.
A man said to his doctor, “I think you are a demon, sent to trick me and cast me into perdition.”
The doctor replied, “Of course I’m not.”
Ah, I think I see.
…Said the blind man and he pissed into the wind. “it all comes back to me now.”
But joking aside, What have you learned oh observer? Do the waves reveal the secrets they hold in the shifting sands of their watery depths?
I wear the mask with the curious expression and make with my hand the sign of the supplicant.
Surely, Mask’d One, you have been taught better. The oceans’ depths offer no true insight. It is a shifty and slippery thing, and it would say anything to pull you in to its grasp.
That’s what makes wind surfing the maelstrom of understanding so exhilarating!
A bottomless curse, a bottomless sea. Accepting of all things that are, and may be.
You can learn nothing from the infinite, and yet it holds all wisdom.
We have learned before that the speaker of thorns hates Zoss with a raging passion. Here we have been informed why. Zoss mentioned to Alison that he “thought this cycle might go differently”. Judging from what Juggernaut Star says here, that’s a literal time loop. All this has happened before, and will happen again, all for whatever purpose the ruling king has set. For whatever reason, the thorn angel is aware of this where nobody else we’ve talked to seems to be. Perhaps Metaton told them.
Reading between the lines, I think that Juggernaut might also be suppressing their more human and/or female nature for the sake of fighting this cycle. When in an earlier book we saw her true face and she said “I am tired”, she was probably referring to weariness over this eternal cycle that she’s trapped in.
This may also be specifically what “the cycle, pure, infertile means”, gives some neat symbolism to Juggernaut riding around in/on a wheel, and one could maybe make some kind of comparison to a weary but powerful skeleton man from a beloved indie videogame.
An intriguing comparison, actually. Our tale here shares a midwife with that beloved indie videogame, as it were, and that midwife happens to have an infamous inevitability habit. Always chain-smoking time loops and being already there and so forth. I wonder if that was an influence?
I believe that the Ocean has come to the same conclusion as The Prana-Ghost of Some Damn Demiurge that History Forgot After Gog-Agog Ate Her Face.
Yes! a good number of interesting thoughts have been provoked by both. This speaking house is well worth the entry fee and two drink minimum.
Not sure if JuggerKnight is hinting at something, or just bonkers. Maybe both?
The utmost mystery, oh smallest of fathers.
You break it, you buy it.
And the Wheel has bought Six Juggernaut Star Scours the universe at no low price.
On the tumblr Abaddon said regarding 6 Juggernaut Star that “He is one of the only beings in creation (Metatron being the other) that is able to hold the knowledge of the true nature of Zoss’ power and dominion”. 6JS is saying something pretty cryptic but I feel like this may be in reference to that.
Suddenly Kill Six Billion Demons showing up in the void right under the Demiurges noses is starting to make more sense.
Break the cycle Alison, free them all!
ROYALTY CAN ONLY BE OBSERVED IN ITS WZA-Y’EI
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
My deepest bow to thee, Oh well-lerned Dogie. Despite my utmost distrast to the canine tribe, I cannot but feel respect to the fellow Aklo scholar.
And dost not thee think that Juggernaut Star is clerly implying that there’s YR NHHNGR?
‘Readied action, GO!’ Is pretty much what I think of the last panel.
And it all comes back to the divine suicide.
Yisun, ultimate master of of royalty, creates division of self. The Wheel is born.
Yisun is the Wheel and within it at once. Paradox.
The Wheel cut in twain reveals true royalty.
The circle with the line through it, the symbol of the Conquering King, is the description of Royalty.
The Conquering King and all the children of the wheel are Yisun.
Exercising Royalty is Yisun The Wheel dividing Yisun The Wheel.
Division of self. Destroy the Grand Enemy I
The divine Suicide.
Destroy what you are to create the reality of the possibility of what you could be.
Cut yourself into a grander form, as a sculptor cuts away stone.
Cut away the timelines that lead back to their beginning, so that only the future remains.
Cut away what is impossible, until only the Truth can endure your fury.
With each new cut I become grander and smaller until I become the ultimate nothing. Foolishness.
The handbook of Meti contains this truth:
You must never make ‘multiple’ cuts. Each must be singular in its beauty, no matter how many precede it.
True Royalty is one continuous cutting motion. – Intra
Indeed, the only freedom that matters, the only enemy that matters, is the Grand enemy known as I.
Did not Yisun say there should be no genesis?
Did not Yisun tire of their cyclical existance?
Is not the very name of Yisun I?
Why then should the eternal nature of the wheel baffle you oh students of the divine.
Turn the sword of royalty not upon those you see as your enemies but your true foe. Only when you have defeated the great enemy will you be free.
That’s metal, Juggernaut Star. That’s metal as hell.
“As hell”?
I warn thee not to insult our righteous angelic brethren so–even our fallen kin, strewn among the Thorns.
Bah!
That’s metaler than 90% of the Hells in Throne.
That’s because the devils there prefer to build their structures out of the bleached bones and petrified entrails of their flesh-slaves, not “metal” or “wood.”
Imma deck you in the schnoz!
It’s gonna leave a mark
So the true shape of the universe is unveiled, not only wheel by shape but wheel by nature, forever turning and grinding those upon its surface unto dust with nothing in sight to slow its revolution.
If all this has come before and come again, a question arises. Is Allison merely the latest in a long line of conquering kings and queens? Or was the key being thrust upon her by literal blind chance the first sign that the wheel is starting to wobble?
The Occurrence of Allison is not blind chance, it is the deep plan of someone devastatingly powerful and supremely patient.
Soooooo… not Gog Agog?
Do not judge the hive my a single handful of maggots.
There is a KETER in her MALKUTH, I wager.
Well, then. This is an interesting turn of events.
Alas, if only I could see what epic fight must have happened in the void! But alas, I am human and don’t particularly feel like exposing a projection of my soul to the void to watch. Regardless: The diskheaded angel’s blow certainly seems like it’s about to hurt.
An alternative, that is not an alternative, is not an alternative.
Famous non-angel saying popularized by angels.
The Pain Train has no brakes.