My work in rocketry shaped the early years of space exploration but it was my devotion to Thelema and the dark arts that defined my life. I could have been an occult Oppenheimer if it hadn’t all literally blown up in my face.
My parents were into new-age spiritualism and I grew up reading science fiction magazines and i would make mini rockets from the unburnt black residue of fireworks, glue and aluminum foil but when i wasn’t attempting to build rockets in my backyard, I was doing rituals in my bedroom to make contact with the Devil.
Between my two hobbies, I paid little attention to school and worried for my future and my eternal soul, I was sent to a Military Academy but after i blew up their toilet with explosives, they sent me straight back again.
America in he 30s was torn with the Depressions and I got a job at Hercules Powder Company, where i had easy access to massive quantities of explosives for my rockets and i hired a proper laboratory and attended a lecture at the California Institute of Technology, where i met PhD candidate, Frank Malina which was the moment that everything changed and i got taken on by the Institute.
At the time, scientists thought that rocketry was just science fiction and I set out to prove them all wrong, Even if i had to conjure spirits to do it.
Our research would form the foundation of NASA’s rocket program that put the first man on the moon so as well as making dreams come true, i first had to set them on fire as my initial experiments had disastrous results and when I was not nearly blowing myself and the wider CalTech community to smithereens, i was experimenting on creating my own nitroglycerin, right inside my home.
By 1936, i had a ten strong team and was ready to test my first liquid-fuel rocket and picked the rocket launch on Halloween Day near the Devil’s Gate Dam.
Our first three attempts to launch the rocket all failed and on the fourth i set myself on fire which weirdly got me noticed by my cotempories and a man called Aleister Crowley who founded Church of Thelema.
My notoriety got the US Government interested and they gave me a massive lump of money for further rocket research and by now I tried to combine the dark arts of Thelemic magick with quantum physics to reach new levels of understanding and continued blowing things up in the hopes of sending a rocket into outer space.
With the outbreak of WWII, my research into engine fuels became of the utmost importance and they ignored me keeping my own livestock to butcher for blood rituals but they couldn't ignore me when neighbours reported seeing a heavilly pregnant women leaping through flames outside my home which finally proved to be too much for the scientific community and they encouraged the government to cut its ties with me.
I moved away from the influence Crowley to save my career and took up with another leader, L. Ron Hubbard, who told me he was in direct touch with some higher intelligence but also, and more importantly, his body parts were even more in direct contract with my girlfriend.
I did what any jealous man would do and tried to invoke demons and bring forth the Thelemite goddess, Babalon which i did but she was so hot i married her instead so decided to summoned another (less attractive ) Demon, the vengeful spirit of Mars.
By now I was struggling to find work in rocketry and so doubled down on my occult practice and found work making fake explosives for movies which ironically turned out to be more dangerous than my years of rockets and rituals.
While mixing chemicals, I dropped a tin of mercury which mixed with other chemicals on the floor and the resulting blast completely destroyed the lower half of the building i was working in.
Obviously i discovered that being married to a goddess doesn't comes with any advantages and i died horribly in the explosion and but my work with rocketry laid the foundation for space exploration, even if i did get a little help from the Goddess Babalon.
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