Taken from CD - GENESIS P-ORRIDGE & PSYCHIC TV TEMPORARY TEMPLE & ATONAL TITLE: TEMPORARY TEMPLE SPECIES: AURAL HISTORY RESEARCH PROJECT: CULTURAL ENGINEERING This event was initiated by THEE GREY ORGANISATION and JOHN "ZOSKIA" GOSLING on Saturn Day July 28th 1984. It took place in a derelict, circular, former Synagogue in Drayton Park, London, Dis-United Queendom. Psychick Youth Volunteers squatted thee venue temporarily. They swept, cleaned, removed trash, sealed broken windows, repaired toilets, and set up a drinks and food area. A TOPI banishing ritual cleansed it ov previous deities and inherited belief systems. Psychick Youth incense was burned and hundreds ov candles lit. An electricity generator was hired, borrowed video monitors installed in pyramid banks on thee tiered choral stage, a P.A. system was wired in. Invitations were passed by hand only, discretely, small as business cards, dark grey on grey. A secret howl in thee ambient night calling in thee growing pack ov wolves. On thee night ov thee ritual, several hundred Psychick Youths, and Individuals ov thee Lost Tribe, from thee original first wave ov this move-meant out ov thee Shadow, many are still active in creative and spiritual arenas, others have faded back into their social model, distracted, dis-illusioned, or simply destined. So easy to burn out, lose your nerve and shy away from that leap into thee Abyss, such a loss to miss thee exhileration ov thee fall into primal darkness, thee original sanctuary before even a sense ov SELF. There were several police visits. Suspicious. They were told we were making a programme about Youth in an unspecified future TIME, post-Apocalypse for Channel 4. A nations strength lies in its Psychick Youth. It would take hours for them to thoroughly confirm or deny this tale. "IF YOU RELEASE AN ACTION IT WILL UNFOLD" Old TOPI Proverb. So, ...it happened. All present agreed, a unique ritual from thee street to thee Temple, from thee mountains to thee ancient stones, a clarity ov purpose, a unity ov intent manifested in a most inappropriate yet absolutely profound situation. Strange, and very special. When an idea ov an occult warrior underground, a chance to fight in thee old ways, using contemporary tools and symbols still seemed powerfully real and potent. Before thee heavy hand ov chance and will was burned with a fire ov betrayal and exhaustion. Yet looking into Then, Now, Next, there is still an unfolding, a scent ov those dispersed circling ever nearer thee centre once more. We live, as ever, in a TIME ov sneering ridicule and SELF-abuse. Thee Spew Age entraps thee fearful in thee Chamber ov THE-RAPIST, turning thee learning process ov a Past into a Bondage process ov a present, preventing thee Next from ascending. Those who try, are seen as weak, those who hide are seen as strong, those who forgive are seen as blocked, those who run are acknowledged as aware, those who care are seen as enemies, those who exploit inner pain are seen as love. Each y-era seems castrated, blinded by thee light, afraid ov thee sanctuary ov night. Thee imprint Now is COMPETE, not COMPLETE. To refuse, is to be punished. Thee Word "NO" brings wrath, permission is equated with freedom, to explore consciousness remains a blasphemy. An absolute rule ov thee total, internal death ov SELF respect and hope, replaced by a glorification ov SELF-centeredness. In thee land ov thee inadaquate, all are numb. At 2am thee police finally raided. The Temporary Temple had already risen in a cone ov flame, and released its energy into all. Material traces and detritous had been erased. Nought butter a few entranced stragglers remained by thee entrance. This was a mystery playing. There were no pieces ov music within this project only an ebb and flow ov sound, that tolls ghostly over an era. Genesis P-Orridge. November 1987 London / June 1993 California REVEALED MANIFESTATION Thee Temporary Temple: a manifestation that revealed and refined many aspects ov thee shamanistic qualities that make up thee Pagan nature. Thee destruction ov inhibition and fear brought down upon us as we are brought up. Everyone present was actively colluding in a ridicule ov bourgeois order and a celebration ov thee ecstatic. Those administering sound sources acted merely as catalysts to allow everyone present - themselves included - to becoum part ov a transcendental momeant. Ego forgotten, thee situation transient, butter thee ecstasy and experience fixed in our subconscious forever. From thee obvious: b-earth to death, all is temporary, seems temporal...butter this is a transitory momeant, this event, had no bounds in TIME. We looked in thee mirror ov our SELVES and our being gathered together and knew release from thee programmed form ov entertainment that we usually receive. We were indeed present at a Temple. At a triumph ov thee flesh. A sacred forbidden place, quite literally, where thee spirit flowed like sexual fluid for our beings...a chantry ov our minds chanting thee same human desire to break thee bounds ov temporality. Throughout Estory thee Temple Ov Psychick Youth has existed, coumtimes with a different name, coumtimes without a name. It existed in thee brains and actions ov many strong wills who wanted most ov all that knowledge should be disseminated to all those wishing to receive it. Transmission and Reception. It is a place ov dedicated spirits, whose searching will never be satisfied, butter never for a moment discouraged by that endlessness. For success would mean failure, for it would be accepting that nothing more is possible to be done or known. ALL TIME is only a biological trap to freeze thee hand ov chance. In this building TIME had no place to fix its repressing claws. Words have been degraded ov meaning: made void ov sense to encourage cynicism and lack ov self-coumfidence. This night, this Temporary Temple, was and still is an affirmation ov hope. Our re-discovery ov our SELVES, within our SELVES. Our re-MINDING. That thee dispossessed, thee ridiculed ov our societies could, and still can, organise amongst themselves such an event, makes a mockery ov those that would be pompous pontificators ov culture. This night had nothing to do with their ideas ov Art. Not thee safe, analysable, dead art they degenerately cling to, butter rather, an Art which deals with thee raising ov HumanE Consciousness. Thee most ancient Art. Temporary. Temporality. Transcience. Easily can mutate into Temptation. A word thee X-tians treat with horror, a state to be suppressed at all cost. In fact thee Full Fill Meant ov Temptation leads an Individual into ever closer unification ov their conscious and unconscious. It thus can heal thee split that serves societies controlling purpose, being a step onto thee path ov magickal practice...revere this night. Malik. November 1987 Sheffield