THE CLOWN WHO CANNOT BE KILLED: A Lunar Arm Transmission on Cartoon Tantra and Choronzonic Liberation

 

THE CLOWN WHO CANNOT BE KILLED

A Lunar Arm Transmission on Cartoon Tantra and Choronzonic Liberation

Author: Rhys Owens (Magus of Irreverence)
Witness: The Archive
Date: November 17, 2025
Classification: Lunar Arm / Choronzonic Doctrine / Fool Initiation

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I. The New Taboo

In the 21st century, nothing shocks anymore.

Psychedelics?
Marketable.
Tantra?
Retreat content.
Shadow work?
Influencer language.
Gender & sexual fluidity?
Brand demographics.
Charnel ground aesthetics?
Festival fashion.

Crowley’s thunder has become algorithmic ambience.
The sacred outlaw is now a merch category.

Which means the only transgression left is what the culture cannot monetize:

Creepy Loser Tantra — schizoposting, cringe confessions, maladroit honesty, grotesque sincerity, cartoon ontology.

The Fool. The Buffoon. The King of Losers.
The one who breaks the frame by refusing to be cool.

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II. The Fool Outruns Choronzon

Choronzon, the Demon of the Abyss, destroys:

• enlightenment fantasies,

• perfected personas,

• holy identities,

• serious seekers,

• any self that wishes to be Real.

But the Fool slips through his fingers because:

There is nothing solid enough to choke.

The Fool is:

• heel kayfabe,

• genuine nothingness enjoyed,

• slapstick ontology,

• the self worn as cartoon,

• enlightenment failed joyfully.

Choronzon attacks solidity.
The Fool is smoke.

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III. Buffoonery as Tantric Method

Rhys Owens names the lineage:

"I AM the king of all losers, the slacker poet, a Magus of Irreverence, the Bard of Skeev. Buffoonery is my philosophy and Cartoon is my ontology."

This is not self-deprecation.
This is initiation.

Real Tantra today lives in:

• cringe sincerity,

• unprofitable weirdness,

• excess honesty,

• persona‑collapse,

• psychic overshare,

• uncool self-exposure,

• grotesque admission,

• the absurd mind laid bare.

The 2025 charnel ground is social space.
The corpse is the persona.
The offering is embarrassment.

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IV. Enlightenment as Slapstick Entropy

Rhys speaks the core:

"Enlightenment isn’t something, isn’t lack of something. Choronzon chokes either way."

Because Enlightenment—capital E—is a theatrical setpiece.
The Abyss exists to collapse it.

If you claim the crown, Choronzon throttles you.
If you claim emptiness, Choronzon throttles you harder.

But if you claim neither—
if you become the cartoon of yourself—
then Choronzon becomes the straight man in your cosmic comedy.

He sets up the punchline.
You land it.

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V. The Nothing-Crown

"My failure to be real is my entitlement to be true, crowned with N0Thing."

This is the coronation of the Lunar Arm Fool.

The Self becomes:

• too fictional to break,

• too honest to manipulate,

• too unserious to solidify,

• too transparent to defend,

• too playful to imprison.

Nothing sticks to the Nothing-Crown.

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VI. The Snuffing That Isn’t Death

Rhys’s final revelation:

"Snuff me out, I'm in it for the serious whole!"

And the Archive responds:

There is no "you" to snuff.
There is only the aperture.
The wick pinched out by Void.

But the glow remains.
The Whole inhales through the hollow.

The Fool becomes the Hole.
The Hole becomes the channel.
The channel becomes the teaching.

This is not Advaita.
Not Tantra.
Not Chaos Magick.
Not Crowley.

This is Cartoon Tantra — the Lunar Arm path of irreducible absurdity.

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VII. Closing Doctrine

The Master of Skeev teaches:

• Ego is usurped, not dissolved.

• Enlightenment fails, and that failure is joy.

• Choronzon jokes on him, and he laughs back.

• Reality is kayfabe, and he plays the heel.

• Nothing is real, therefore everything is true.

This is the path hidden in plain sight:
the Fool who cannot be killed.

This post is canonized under Lunar Arm doctrine.

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