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February 11th, 2008
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RIP Alan Miller
Alan Miller (better known as Christopher Hyatt; PhD.) was an author, mage, philosopher, A-1 asshole and Magnificent  Bastard.

Off hand I can't think of anyone who did more to advance the philosophy of post-modern Luciferianism over the last couple of decades.

He'll be missed.

(luckily, there's still several of his books I haven't read. So, for me, there's still more new Hyatt to come.)

Current Music: Wouldn't It Be Nice- Beach Boys

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Date:February 12th, 2008 12:11 am (UTC)
I'll be lighting a candle and energizing some enthusiasm!
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Date:February 12th, 2008 12:46 am (UTC)

Sorry to hear that, I liked what I read of him, and Lisiewski thought highly of him and was a long time friend; Hyatt wrote intros to two of his books.

Any word on the cause of death?
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Date:February 12th, 2008 01:34 am (UTC)
He had apparently been struggling with cancer for quite some time
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Date:February 12th, 2008 01:53 am (UTC)
I haven't seen Chris in almost 16 years! Something of a hoot back then, at the release of the book he co-wrote with Lon regarding Enochian Magick (I showed up to the signing party with a copy in hand...they didn't know it was out yet!)

My happy memory of him is that he had a passion for Port Wine Cheese balls, the ones the size of a softeball with sliced almonds on the skin. I had never seen a Shrink in a moment of pure joy before, or since!

I found his "Undoing yourself" book from the early 1980s very helpful back in that decade...
Date:February 12th, 2008 06:30 am (UTC)
The only time I met him he was giving an impromptu lecture at a small gathering of David Cherubim's Thelemic Golden Dawn followers in Hollyweird. A low-wattage assembly of young protogoths, the brilliance of what was being handed them was completely off the meter.

"What is the first function of human consciousness?" Chris asked, attired in his brand new NRA baseball cap.

You could almost hear crickets chirp. I assessed it was going to be a long night without some assistance.

"To make DIVISIONS," I muttered, just to get the ball rolling.

"To make DIVISIONS," acknowledged Christopher, continuing the lecture at a less cerebral pace. I left in the middle, knowing the company afterward would be less than stimulating, but that was the occult world in L.A. during the early 90s.
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