: David Tibet
David Tibet has disjointed himself from himself. Pseudo self has emerged from the darkness to harness a new likeness. I truly believe David Tibet has embarked on a new tribulation. Brought on by the stress of mortality, which haunts us all. Show me a person who doesn’t wear a mask and i'll show you a liar.
- DJ HEX
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David Tibet
26 December 2004
Dear friends who read this/Dear all those who read this and are not
friends:
"I am not what I thought I was; most of all, I am not what I am"
(from "HYPNAGOGUE")
I am no longer who I wasn't.
That "I" was a simulacrum, a fake, a liar to myself. The person
("David Tibet") that manifested on many recordings, through many writings,
and at many concerts was not me and is not me. It was a fabrication of
myself, a mask, a nothing built up over many years and many self-deceptions: "I
saw we were all really masks on nothing/The moonlight sweeping over Northern
beaches." ("Immortal Bird" from "SLEEP HAS HIS HOUSE").
The nickname was given to me in 1982 or thereabouts by Genesis P-
Orridge in his house in Bethnal Green, for which I am grateful; it was a sweet
naming considering it was given to someone who didn't exist, and was given
to me by a friend as a friend. It fitted whatever persona it was that Genesis
met and knew. However the person receiving the name was and is unreal, and
the persona a lie. "David Tibet" was non-existent.
Although there are no recordings or writings that I would wish to be
erased from "my" past and continuum, I state categorically for my sake, and
your information, that no recordings made either by "David Tibet" or any
of his several pseudonyms, both in Current 93 and all/any of the other
groups with which he was associated before THUNDER PERFECT MIND, were, in fact,
by a true me. They were made by some no-one/nothing/nihil masquerading
as "me". I am absolutely not that "me", nor was I ever that "me". It was all
false and unaware, loss, untrue and darkness visible.
I no longer recognise any of these early recordings made by my
deceptive self as featuring me. "David Tibet" was initiated as, and remained, a
construct. This artifice never was meaningful, nor did it achieve
anything of value or anything that I hold precious or important in any way. It
is not now clear to me what and who "David Tibet" was meant to be and what
he was meant to mean. It was a mask, a continuing and continual palimpsest.
All recordings made after THUNDER PERFECT MIND were by a somewhat
progressively more real "me". All recordings from BLACK SHIPS ATE THE
SKY onwards are by myself, David Michael, and not by the unreal "David
Tibet". All recent postings by "David Tibet" on the Durtro website were
primarily by the real "me" using the name of an imposter. This is a beginning
which I hope will finally lead to my clear ending in clear white light.
All items signed by "David Tibet" are unreal signatures by someone
who did not exist in any substantial way whatsoever. The excellent
book "ENGLAND'S HIDDEN REVERSE" by David Keenan is, as far as it refers to "David
Tibet", a courteous and (I believe) fascinating but (of course) partial
documentation of activities acted out on a stage by a mask-on-nothing.
www.davidtibet.com is the website of someone who has vacated "his" building.
I am no longer everywhere broken and spinning. "David Tibet" no
longer exists (and happy farewell to that deceiver's mask); but then "he"
never did. As for me; ego eimi. There is no other one here.
A very happy new year 2005 to you all. Thanks for all the kindness
you have shown me and the person that both you and I thought was "me" over
these many years. I wish sometimes that I could share some of the things you
have written, yet their personal and intimate and saving nature means I
never can or will. But I see and read it all and it remains in my heart. I see
you all and have eaten your words with fear and trembling and love.
Goodbye from "David Tibet". I have seen the liar and "his" lies
and "his" void. "There was a mockingbird, singing songs in the trees." It
was "me".
1 CORINTHIANS XIII:10-13
godislove
David Michael +++ 26/XII/2004
David Tibet has disjointed himself from himself. Pseudo self has emerged from the darkness to harness a new likeness. I truly believe David Tibet has embarked on a new tribulation. Brought on by the stress of mortality, which haunts us all. Show me a person who doesn’t wear a mask and i'll show you a liar.
- DJ HEX
****************************************
David Tibet
26 December 2004
Dear friends who read this/Dear all those who read this and are not
friends:
"I am not what I thought I was; most of all, I am not what I am"
(from "HYPNAGOGUE")
I am no longer who I wasn't.
That "I" was a simulacrum, a fake, a liar to myself. The person
("David Tibet") that manifested on many recordings, through many writings,
and at many concerts was not me and is not me. It was a fabrication of
myself, a mask, a nothing built up over many years and many self-deceptions: "I
saw we were all really masks on nothing/The moonlight sweeping over Northern
beaches." ("Immortal Bird" from "SLEEP HAS HIS HOUSE").
The nickname was given to me in 1982 or thereabouts by Genesis P-
Orridge in his house in Bethnal Green, for which I am grateful; it was a sweet
naming considering it was given to someone who didn't exist, and was given
to me by a friend as a friend. It fitted whatever persona it was that Genesis
met and knew. However the person receiving the name was and is unreal, and
the persona a lie. "David Tibet" was non-existent.
Although there are no recordings or writings that I would wish to be
erased from "my" past and continuum, I state categorically for my sake, and
your information, that no recordings made either by "David Tibet" or any
of his several pseudonyms, both in Current 93 and all/any of the other
groups with which he was associated before THUNDER PERFECT MIND, were, in fact,
by a true me. They were made by some no-one/nothing/nihil masquerading
as "me". I am absolutely not that "me", nor was I ever that "me". It was all
false and unaware, loss, untrue and darkness visible.
I no longer recognise any of these early recordings made by my
deceptive self as featuring me. "David Tibet" was initiated as, and remained, a
construct. This artifice never was meaningful, nor did it achieve
anything of value or anything that I hold precious or important in any way. It
is not now clear to me what and who "David Tibet" was meant to be and what
he was meant to mean. It was a mask, a continuing and continual palimpsest.
All recordings made after THUNDER PERFECT MIND were by a somewhat
progressively more real "me". All recordings from BLACK SHIPS ATE THE
SKY onwards are by myself, David Michael, and not by the unreal "David
Tibet". All recent postings by "David Tibet" on the Durtro website were
primarily by the real "me" using the name of an imposter. This is a beginning
which I hope will finally lead to my clear ending in clear white light.
All items signed by "David Tibet" are unreal signatures by someone
who did not exist in any substantial way whatsoever. The excellent
book "ENGLAND'S HIDDEN REVERSE" by David Keenan is, as far as it refers to "David
Tibet", a courteous and (I believe) fascinating but (of course) partial
documentation of activities acted out on a stage by a mask-on-nothing.
www.davidtibet.com is the website of someone who has vacated "his" building.
I am no longer everywhere broken and spinning. "David Tibet" no
longer exists (and happy farewell to that deceiver's mask); but then "he"
never did. As for me; ego eimi. There is no other one here.
A very happy new year 2005 to you all. Thanks for all the kindness
you have shown me and the person that both you and I thought was "me" over
these many years. I wish sometimes that I could share some of the things you
have written, yet their personal and intimate and saving nature means I
never can or will. But I see and read it all and it remains in my heart. I see
you all and have eaten your words with fear and trembling and love.
Goodbye from "David Tibet". I have seen the liar and "his" lies
and "his" void. "There was a mockingbird, singing songs in the trees." It
was "me".
1 CORINTHIANS XIII:10-13
godislove
David Michael +++ 26/XII/2004
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