Behold our Demented Overlord.
And his sigil.
Remember, gentlemen and gentlewomen, it's all a larf 'til you wake up and a demon's eating through your pal's thigh, to say nothing of sitting in the Oval Office.
LSP
O Holy Darkness, loving Womb, who nurtures and creates,sustain us through the longest night with dreams of open gates. We move inside to mystery that in our center dwells, where streams of richest beauty flow from sacred, living wells.
Creative Darkness, closest friend, you whisper in the night;you calm our fears as unknown paths surprise us with new sight. We marvel at your bounty, your gifts so full and free, unfolding as you waken us to new reality.
O Holy Night of deepest bliss, we celebrate your power;infuse us with your energy that brings our seeds to flower.The voice out of the darkness excites our warmest zealto bring together dark and light, true holiness reveal.
O come to us Sophia, your image black and fairstirs us to end injustice and the wounds of Earth repair.The treasures of your darkness and riches of your graceinspire us to fulfill our call, our sacredness embrace.
Almighty God, give us grace that we may cast away the works of darkness, and put upon us the armor of light, now in the time of this mortal life in which thy Son Jesus Christ came to visit us in great humility; that in the last day, when he shall come again in his glorious majesty to judge both the quick and the dead, we may rise to the life immortal; through him who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Ghost, one God, now and for ever. Amen.