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“Why?” is the first question I have been
asked
a thousand
times
by the
visitors,
“Why?”
is
the
first
question
I
have
been
stunned
by
the
Abode
of
Chaos.
asked a thousand times by the visitors,
The
answer brings
backAbode
to the yearof
1999,
as i found myself looking
stunned
bymethe
Chaos.

once again for this gnostic world, after the golden calf was devoured
during
the great
pagan
feasttoofthe
theyear
last1999,
century.
The answer
brings
me back
as i found myself looking
once again for this gnostic world, after the golden calf was devoured
Experience
one more
time
this
and transcend through
during the great
pagan
feast
of terrible
the last ordeal
century.
art to finally reach redemption. Rebirth through the very first dam­
nation,
thisone
insanity
received
at birth
like aand
supreme
unction.
Experience
morewe
time
this terrible
ordeal
transcend
through
A
myredemption.
sulphurousRebirth
mistressthrough
and herthe
mood
disorders,
artmaniacal
to finallyfury,
reach
very
first damna­
will
be my
accomplice.
tion,once
this again
insanity
we received
at birth like a supreme unction. A ma­
niacal fury, my sulphurous mistress and her mood disorders, will once
She
will
my quill to life, for me to write a very long story, that
again
bebring
my accomplice.
emerges from the dawn of time, quenches its thirst in the Alchemical
Chaos,
prima
sumptuous
and
She willmateria
bring my
quilloftothis
life,tragic
for meand
to write
a very XXI
longCentury,
story, that
incarnates
itself
my flesh
and quenches
creations and
recover
world of the
emerges from
theindawn
of time,
its thirst
in the Alchemical
Dwellings
of theprima
Philosophers.
The Great
Work had to
beCentury,
accomplished,
Chaos, materia
of this tragic
and sumptuous
XXI
and
no
matter what
price,
noand
matter
how loud
beggars’s
howl,ofthe
incarnates
itselfthe
in my
flesh
creations
andthe
recover
the world
the
vindication
thePhilosophers.
men in blackThe
or the
moralists’s
anathema.
But many
Dwellings ofofthe
Great
Work had
to be accomplished,
forgot
thatwhat
sincethe
theprice,
beginnings
of law,
nobeggars’s
crime norhowl,
offence
no matter
no matter
howthere
loudisthe
the
when
the accused
in ainstate
ofor
insanity
or constrained
by anBut
actmany
of
vindication
of the is
men
black
the moralists’s
anathema.
God.
forgot that since the beginnings of law, there is no crime nor offence
when the accused is in a state of insanity or constrained by an act of
This
God.dementia of artistic creation, the power of its creative madness
have since milleniums made it possible for mankind to build temples,
catacombs,
mass
graves, places
of genuflexion,
labyrinths,
This dementia
of artistic
creation,
the power ofcalvaries,
its creative
madness
Golgotha,
viamade
crucisit sanctuaries,
priories and
cathedrals
of
have since oratories,
milleniums
possible for mankind
to build
temples,
light.
catacombs, mass graves, places of genuflexion, calvaries, labyrinths,
Golgotha, oratories, via crucis sanctuaries, priories and cathedrals of
Each
light. of these words, dear faithful Reader, describes the Abode of Chaos
and its dual aspect:the Spirit of the Salamander, the alchimic breath of
the
EachAbode.
of these words, dear faithful Reader, describes the Abode of Chaos
and its dual aspect:the Spirit of the Salamander, the alchimic breath of
To
actual question, “why this darkness?” would therefore simply
theyour
Abode.
answer: “when you see the darkness, rejoice for the Opus starts now...”
To your actual question, “why this darkness?” would therefore simply
answer:“ when you see the darkness, rejoice for the Opus starts now...”
thierry Ehrmann, december
1999
9 décembre9,1999

Mille fois la première question de mes
visiteurs abasourdis par la Demeure
du Chaos est “Pourquoi ?”
La réponse me replonge en 1999 quand, après avoir dévoré le veau d’or
dans le grand festin paganiste du siècle dernier, je cherchai à nouveau ce
monde gnostique.
Ma seule rédemption passait de nouveau par cette terrible épreuve, renaître par ma damnation première, la démence que l’on reçoit comme
une onction suprême à la naissance pour se transcender dans l’art. Cette
fureur maniaque, ma sulfureuse maîtresse, sera de nouveau ma complice avec ses troubles de l’humeur.
Elle donnera la vie à ma plume pour écrire une longue, une très longue
histoire qui naît de la nuit des temps, s’abreuve du chaos alchimique,
prima materia de ce XXIème siècle tragique et somptueux pour s’incarner dans ma chair et mes œuvres et retrouver le monde des demeures
philosophales.
Il fallait accomplir ce Grand Œuvre, quel qu’en soit le prix, le hurlement
des gueux, la vindicte des hommes en noir, l’anathème des moralistes.
Mais tous oubliaient que depuis la naissance du droit, il n’y a ni crime
ni délit lorsque le prévenu est en état de démence ou contraint par une
force majeure.
Cette démence de l’acte artistique, cette force majeure qu’est la folie
créatrice permet à l’homme depuis des millénaires de bâtir des temples,
des catacombes, des charniers, des lieux de génuflexion, des calvaires,
des labyrinthes, des Golgotha, des oratoires, des chemins de croix, des
sanctuaires, des prieurés, des cathédrales de lumière.
Tous ces mots, fidèle lecteur, désignent la Demeure du Chaos dont
la dualité est l’Esprit de la Salamandre, le souffle alchimique de la
Demeure.
Alors, à ta véritable question, “pourquoi cette noirceur ?”, je te réponds
simplement : quand tu verras la noirceur, réjouis-toi car c’est le début de
l’Œuvre...
thierry Ehrmann, 9 décembre 1999