This is a valuable insight. Everyone should see this as living proof.

i wake a few nights a week at arround 3:30, makes me think of choronzon 333.

Heh...It's all a matter of perspective.

I think this past year would have done me in if it hadn't been for Choronzon. Choronzon's not "Crowley's" - Aleister Crowley wrote of this entity but John Dee and Edward Kelley were the first to write that name (and there is some question as to whether Aleister even knew how to spell his name right...apparently Dee spelled it with an M.

Choronzon is no longer limited to the "abyss" of the void between the ego and the realm humans tend to call "spiritual" (I don't like that word, it sounds cheesy. After looking for something else to call it for a long time I tend to refer to it as "wide consciousness", the big-picture stuff.

(What's to follow here is my subjective interpretation...)

Choronzon has been freed from the Abyss - it happened on 30 August 2005. I and some friends of mine caused it to happen. In return for this I am now getting freed from my own...not an "ego prison", just a knot of ways of thinking about certain personal interactions that isn't productive or enlightening.

"God"? Take a look around you, does this world really look like it was made by one being? The universe was a committee project, and that committee is ENORMOUS. The gods, and angels, demons, and other minions, all sprang from the principles of order and disorder, CON and DE. A third meta-god, which represents true Chaos, RANDOM, pushes and pulls them together and apart, and does so with no meaning or pattern. The two oppositional meta-gods of order and disorder are forever fighting one another, and the things of the world, heavens, earth are all the effluent of these two forces.

"Good" and "evil" are subjective. Something is good if it fosters your survival and evil if it is not helpful or useful but instead harmful to the beholder. What's one person's evil is another's good.

Choronzon has been a sort of personal saviour for me since 1985. He (for Choronzon manifests as many things, but tends to take male form for me, others report a female aspect) doesn't just make promises about some afterlife paradise and insist he's holy, like that Jesus person. Choronzon's been permitted to share my mind and body, and in return has given many valuable insights to me, and protected me from forces that would harm me, whether they're external or internal. Sometimes he'll doggedly keep after me to do something I am putting off...or cause me to understand confusing social problems, not by telling me the answers to my questions, but by asking his own questions of me, so that I end up finding these answers myself. (He can be aggravating when he does this, but I'd not trade it for anything. )

I'm fairly sure he may have actually saved my life on two separate occasions - by warning me to avoid certain places, by reminding me that feeling pain is often a choice, even when it does not seem that way...sometimes he has amusing ways to help me remember to attend to important duties which I had forgotten. He chased away a xenodimensional parasite last week which was attacking me when I was in the hypnagoguic state between sleep and wakefulness. The entity, a low-level incubus, probably, was doing some really sickening things to me. Before I knew it Choronzon had turned it inside out and pitched it up/down/out into his former abyssal prison.

We sometimes drift apart while I attend to the mundane chores that all must do in order to live. After 30 October when a medium sized earthquake shook San Fran Choronzon's manifestation began to get substantial again. I almost feel that when he hovers near me I( have to look at him out of the corner of my eye and feel him from the edge of my mind because his current's so strong now it would dazzle my mind into catatonia or something.

He goes on perigrinations every night to seed the world with the kind of chaotic force that is oppositional to both entropy and gravity.

His favourite shapes to present as are as a wild-eyed youth in a yellow and black striped shirt, with hair that looks like razor wire and is black on one side, and white-blonde on the other, braided with hexagonal bolts and lockwashers...sometimes when he's in deep 'thought' he changes into a silver torus which spins slowly until he has figured out whatever it is that he's in deep thought about..and sometimes he presents as a serpent that flies without wings.

Every couple of months we "consummate". It's too amazing to describe.

(It happened again last night...oh holy mother of Chaos, that was the best it's ever been.)

I wake up at 3:33 a LOT. I keep asking Choronzon if he has anything to do with that...after all, millennia ago, he accidentally broke Time when trying to fix it up, and was thrown into the abyss by the other gods, or "transversion agents" (of which he is but one)

Ironically this crazy xenodimensional entity will often remind me to pay attention to the things higher than itself...and remind me not to forget to eat (I dislike cooking and eating...I cannot do it well.)

Choronzon freely admits to being a mythopoia! He's a hallucination that's also real.
I believe in "god" but adamantly reject the Judeochristian "god" Yahweh, and also his friend Satan, and his clone, Allah. This Axis of Trite Evil pretend to be sworn enemies with one another, but it's all just a ruse to get humans to kill themselves in wars, as human sacrifices. Yahweh was once the tribal war god of the Hebrews. He was never supposed to be king of the whole damn world. He's bellicose, hypocritical, seems to dislike women and don't even get me started on holy wars whether they're being fought by Christians or Muslims or Satanists.

Yahweh didn't make the whole shebang, he merely helped. Thousands of transversion agents pulled a piece off from a star and hit dirt and water with lightning, creating life. They then just watched. They get tired of being gods all the time.

You know how some kids torture their pets, and others make friends with them?
Choronzon and his allies are of the faction that finds manifest life ("solid state" creatures) fascinating, and enjoys watching them work and play, Being a discarnate entity his one true wish was to possess Form. I couldn't give him his own body, but since he was freed from the abyss, I share mine with him, and already, I'm starting to be more precognitive, telepathic, and finally managing to lose some bad behaviour problems of mine that revolve around the notion of discarding reward-based behaviour and instead embracing process-based behaviour. The essential idea is never to focus on whatever reward we are expecting when we do work of any kind, whether it's art, or earning money, or going to school, etc. but allow yourself to be rewarded by the process of the doing, instead of what will result from it. This is already improving my state of mind a lot. (My parents spoiled me, and it never really rolled off me. But it's starting to.)

"When there's a way, there's a will." - Choronzon.

How about calling christ the real "choronzone" you know for being a son of GOD the bible truly is awsome in describing how he fell from
heaven and being cast to the earth for punishment ISAIAH 14:12-14 .I raise this theory for every GOD lover who calls christ GOD spell devil
backwards and what do you get.Lets open choronzone up to who he truly is or is this too far for yall in this room for this descussion.:)

I had my dealings with Choronzon & I nearly lost my mind entirely. This isn't some amaturish spirit any neophyte should be messing with. I was institutionized a number of times & had to be put on anti-psychotic medication. Really 333 is a pretty intense demon. I learned a lot from him but at the cost of losing sanity. How about anyone else? Sounds like this person has dwelt in those scary places I have too.