What do cannibalistic pagans, Christian inquisition, and I-returned-from-Bali-a-whole-new-person people have in common? Probably nothing, except for being dicks. Yes, the search for enlightenment is a tricky business, and it’s easy to get lost.
But what if there was a way to separate true from fake and deep from just pretending? What if there was a way to see if your path towards enlightenment is the right one? The most spiritual representatives from the largest religions gathered in a secret conclave to search for answers to these questions in 1908.
Thousands of them prayed, meditated, breathed, and moved in unison until suddenly a massive asteroid hit the earth in Tunguska, vanishing without a trace. The blast of spiritual energy reached every conclave member and opened thousands of third eyes, letting them perceive the world as it is.
At that moment, Children of Heavens were born. These pursuers of ascension know all the true masters and techniques, and joining them is the only right way to enlightenment. If only one could know how to find them…
Independent Association of Talented Individuals
While it’s difficult to describe the most secret societies because the information is scarce, the deal with the Independent Association of Talented Individuals is pretty opposite. There’s so much contradicting information that it’s difficult to tell what’s what.
Is their leader Kanye or Abramovič or that bass player from the “Rammstein”? Were they found by Oscar Wilde or Da Vinci, or by the guy who invented Sphynx statues? Is their core value artistic expression or influencing the world through art and sound? The fuck knows. We don’t. Maybe even they don’t.
The only thing known for sure about this association of loose cannons is that the chaos prevails above everything. Yet, somehow, they managed to keep the organization from falling apart for who knows how many hundreds of years, simultaneously gifting us the best sculpture, architecture, operas, and, recently, invisible sculpture that sold for more than 18 000 dollars.
If your head is spinning, so are ours. It is some omnipotent primal shit that is best left alone. Unless you read this description and you see yourself. In this case, don’t worry, they will definitely find you.
League of the True Kinship
People say D’Artagnan and three musketeers are fiction heroes. People also say that the world is flat. So, it’s not always a good idea to listen to what people say.
“One for all, and all for one,” the famous motto of the said musketeer group lived far longer than its creators. It was held by their kids and their grandkids. They married and brought the words to their families and their friends. And these spread the credo further.
So it’s a small surprise that there are thousands of closed communities living by this motto today. And all these communities form the League of the True Kinship.
Some groups used these connections to establish themselves at power, while others isolated themselves in small societies, living peaceful life. But what remains the same for all of them is staying together, making their home their fortress. Yet here and then, these fortresses open their doors to outsiders.
Seekers of the Eternal Drum
People believe that Roald Amundsen, the great arctic explorer, disappeared in June 1928 while flying on a rescue mission over the frozen Northern seas.
But as with all the stories, there’s a twist. Disappeared didn’t mean died in his case. After his plane crashed, Amundsen walked for hours when he encountered a local shaman, dancing alone naked in the snow to the beat of his drum.
Without a thought, Amundsen removed his clothing and joined in this ritualistic dance, only to wake up thousands of miles away in the hut of a South American shaman. The beat of the drum still echoed in his ears and has never stopped.
Searching for the holy source of the rhythm, Amundsen spent years visiting hermit shamans, the great dancehalls, and underground techno clubs, never aging a day. One by one, he met others like him and formed a mysterious and ever-moving group called Seekers of the Eternal Drum, members of which were seen dancing in the forests of YAGA.
From time to time, rumors arise that the global fashion industry is controlled by a secret society, which has influence beyond human imagination, alone deciding what the world will wear tomorrow.
Slippers with socks, suits with sneakers, animal prints that trend forever, unbuttoned second button of the blazer – everything you know about the fashion is just a materialization of the group’s whims.
The FASH Consortium is so powerful that even mentioning its name, we undertake unthinkable risks. But it exists, and it stands behind every designer you know.
Becoming a member of such a powerful group throws a person into the world of beauty, style, and possibilities. Hence, one can only hope to get a call from an entity that doesn’t exist.
The Order of the Lost Queen
It’s the year 1793. Bad year for Marie Antoinette. “They don’t have bread? Let them eat cake,” she said, and we know where did that lead her (guillotine, in case you wondered).
But we don’t know… well, technically, you don’t know, where did these words lead Mr. Francois, the hero of this story. They lead him directly to the cake shop. And a wine-filled salon afterward.
“Elle avait raison,” he thought to himself, feasting on the cake, pouring wine to his comrade’s mouth, and smoking some good tobacco. Four hours later, he and the rest of the salon’s visitors founded The Order of the Lost Queen, a notoriously hedonistic secret society known for its love of good drink, a good meal, and good company.
Through the years, their influence spread, their membership grew, and one day our spies have brought us the message that they started a local Baltic Chapter and may accept new members.