Table Of ContentThe Swedish witches had a special rite which was obviously intended to impress ignorant
minds. They were given a little bag containing a few shavings of a clock to which a stone was
tied; they threw this into the water, saying, 'As these shavings of the clock do never return to the
clock from which they are taken, so may my soul never return to heaven.'
– Dr. Margaret Alice Murray, The God of the Witches
Clock Shavings
By Tracy R. Twyman
ISBN # 978-0-692-27777-5
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Hocus Pocus: The Magical Power of St. Peter. Amazon
The Judas Goat: The Substitution Theory of the Crucifixion. Amazon
The Choice Vine: Mary Magdalene, the Sacred Whore, and the Benjamite Inheritance. Amazon
The Cutting of the Orm: The Secret Calendar of the Priory of Sion. Amazon
Dead But Dreaming: The Great Old Ones of Lovecraftian Legend Reinterpreted as Atlantean
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Contents
Preface
Exordium: Ab Intio OLE
Chapter 1: Testament of Cocteau
Chapter 2: See the Sun
Chapter 3: The Second Square
Chapter 4: The Dohir Kings
Chapter 5: I Reap All the Wealth
Chapter 6: The Curse of the Nemes
Chapter 7: Learning to Know
Chapter 8: Kettle is Black
Chapter 9: MemoryMask
Chapter 10: Apocalypsis Baphometis
Chapter 11: Operation Double-Cross
Chapter 12: Order Out of Chaos
Chapter 13: Strange Service
Terminus: Further and Beyond
Preface
Anyone who asked me before about the Grail and took me to task for not telling him was
very much in the wrong. Kyot asked me not to reveal this, for Adventure commanded him to give
it no thought until she herself, Adventure, should invite the telling, and then one must speak of it,
of course.
– Wolfram von Eschenbach, Parzival
The following is a true account of a series of deliberately invoked encounters with
supernatural forces that took place from July 2001 until the present day. These events were
experienced by both me, Tracy Twyman, and my husband, Brian Albert, along with other
members of the occult group Ordo Lapsit Exillis, the secret order responsible for publishing
Dagobert's Revenge Magazine. The details of the communications have been classified as sub
rosa and solis sacerdotibus for many years now. Only recently, under influence from the spirit,
has it been determined that it is proper now for a certain portion of this information to be shared
with the general public.
Few people know the truth about the praeterhuman influences that operated behind the
scenes of the OLE. Many people, including even me, have in public discussion referred to it as
merely a group of friends associated with this particular publishing venture. It did indeed start
out that way. However, once certain powers were tapped into, a chain of events was initiated that
was impossible to stop: a chain of events that initiated us into the Western occult tradition. But
unlike most students of the occult, we learned the mysteries of the Art directly from spirits.
Although I have alluded rather casually to these stories in several radio interviews I have
conducted in recent years, the truth is that these are matters of utmost seriousness, and they
deserve to be treated with respect. That is why I am presenting them with as much full context as
I can with a delicate topic such as this, for the greatest understanding.
In the pages which follow are many transcripts of Ouija board sessions, as well as
quotations from such sessions. The transcripts are mainly presented in script format. There are
places within the scripts where it was necessary to provide comments or narration. For the most
part, these are written in paragraph form, set within the transcript segments at the appropriate
places.
In general, you will find that the words written by spirits have been put in all capital
letters, especially in the transcript segments. Certain words or phrases that have been used by
spirits when talking to us - the ones that are peculiar to these conversations - are also sometimes
placed in all caps whenever they are repeated in the other segments of the book - at least in the
first instance. Subsequent mentions are usually written in normal text format, depending on the
context.
Lines in the transcripts do not have periods at the end unless there is more than one
sentence in a particular line. Question marks are used when necessary. Normal punctuation is
used, however, when the words of the spirit are presented in other places in this book beyond the
transcripts.
In order to smooth the telling of the story, many portions of the transcripts are
summarized or paraphrased in narrative form. I make it perfectly clear in the text when this is
being done. It is obviously which parts are direct quotations, and which are summaries.
I have written these scripts so that it appears that I am the one mainly asking the
questions. This, for the most part, was the case. However, there were many times in which the
partners I was working with engaged in the discussion as well. I have tried, to the best of my
memory and records, to attribute words to these other people as accurately as possible. But since
I cannot be certain about each instance, I have by default attributed everything said on the human
side of the conversation to myself, unless otherwise noted, to save everyone else the bother
caused by having someone else's words put into their own mouths.
The word "we" generally refers to me and my late husband Brian Albert, although
sometimes I use it more broadly to refer to the membership of the Ordo Lapsit Exillis, in
particular the leadership. I made the assumption that most of the friends I worked with would not
want their real names brought into this record, and therefore I have provided substitute names for
these people. I have made an exception for those who are already public persons, as well as for
Brian Albert.
As I write this, it has been almost two years since Brian's passing in March of 2012. It is
in his memory that I dedicate this revelatum.
Also, I would like to give a special thanks to Chris Marchlewski for helping to make
publication possible.
Tempora patet occulta Veritas.
Exordium: Ab Intio OLE
...No man can ever win the Grail unless he is known in heaven and called by name to the
Grail ... Hear now how those who are called to the Grail are made known. On the Stone, round
the edge, appear letters inscribed, giving the name and the lineage of each one, maid or boy,
who is to make the blessed journey. No one needs to rub out the inscription, for once he has read
the name, it fades before his very eyes.
- Wolfram von Eschenbach, Parzival
It all started one May morning, in Portland, Oregon. The year was 1996, and I was almost
18 years old. I was studying for my final exam in my Calculus class that I took at Portland
Community College. I had dropped out of high school at age 14 and enrolled at the college
instead. Now I was about to graduate with a high school equivalency diploma and an Associate's
Degree simultaneously. As long as I passed all my finals, that is.
A few weeks earlier, a friend had lent me a copy of a nonfiction book called Holy Blood,
Holy Grail, by Michael Baigent, Richard Leigh and Henry Lincoln. There I had learnt about the
Holy Grail as a symbol of the divine essence of the universe - the hidden truth that organized
religions try to hide from the masses. I learned that the secrets of the Grail rested with members
of a particular bloodline, allegedly descended from Jesus and Mary Magdalene.
It appeared that the Catholic Church had attempted to exterminate this bloodline many
times throughout history. But supposedly there was a secret society that had protected it, and the
secrets of the Holy Grail, throughout the centuries: a group of mysterious Frenchmen called the
Priory of Sion. This group was allegedly connected to a number of other secret societies with
which I was already familiar, including the Freemasons, the Knights Templar, and the
Rosicrucians.
This bloodline of Christ – this "Grail bloodline" – had allegedly resulted in the
Merovingian kings of France, a medieval dynasty whose descendants could be found in almost
every royal house in Europe. In the Priory’s own literature it was strongly hinted that a king from
this bloodline was destined to rule over a united European empire, and, perhaps, the world. This,
the Priory's documents indicated, was the group's true agenda, in which many of the world's
leading figures secretly conspired behind the scenes.
The Grail, in the view of these secret societies, seemed to symbolize the primordial occult
power which was said to result from the union of opposite energies: particularly those of good
and evil, male and female, fire and water. In this way, it was similar to the Philosopher's Stone of
the alchemists, and the "Kundalini power" of yoga.
