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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