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The only way for the perception of Magick to work is for the observer to consider itself the absolute center and origin of the universe. Everything must be not only referred back to Self, but all must issue from Self. Narcissism gets us when we have false impressions of who we really are. When we shield the Godhead with the layers of an onion, we misrepresent the Formless truth of our depth. The common Magickal drama we associate with this experience is the 'Crossing of the Abyss' in Qabalistic terms. This is not only described but also attained much more efficiently by an understanding of Existential Philosophy. The liberation that follows is a result of the acceptance of Death and the embrace of each moment's bliss.

The inability to accept the reality of the void is at the very heart of the Narcissism we find in the Occult community. Practitioners then engage in all manner of wishful thinking in order to maintain the comfort of 'sucking on mother's tit'. This we call the Demon Choronzon, the only truly nasty entity in the Enochian Universe.

Consecration of the Crystal

12/19/10 - Sunday

Opening the Temple:

"In the 'Its' quadrant resides a Tree, majestic and twisted, barren of leaves but still thriving. It was stable, powerful, but not menacing or spooky but peaceful with its tone of the crisp winter outside the temple."

(During the opening of the 'We' quadrant, the seer perceived an entity that she has sensed before coming from that quadrant (North). Normally it appears shorter, but during the ritual it appeared very tall, taking up completely the corner of the room, and very present. She realized that this entity is in fact LGDVL, my own sincere mind. It revealed to her a handprint on the interior consciousness wall, closer to the 'I' quadrant. It scared her at first because the hand revealed itself suddenly. LGDVL bade her open her eyes and see, and she realized that she was growing in her sight.)

"There are two towers in the background of the Globe and to the right of the scene. The left tower is composed of two lights, clear in color and very bright, translucent, and glassy. The right tower is comprised of one light, and the light is Red. To the left of the sphere the background is shielded from view by a dark, mysterious cloud in the foreground of the globe, concealing the left side and partially the center. It seems sinister, but I realize now that it is concealing something."

"I embrace the dark cloud, and can feel the feminine Divine energy AS me. This dark cloud is my 'Higher Mysteries Self'. "

"A beam of light in the shape of an arched gate appears in the foreground of the globe to the right of the cloud. I sense it is a doorway to revelation, and my vision widens. From the depths of the darkness, a plume is arising and carrying some darkness away towards the sky. At its clearing, it reveals to me a star that comforts me; showing me, I am on 'The Way'."

"On the table, LGDVL is occupying the office of 'The Transformation', and his spirit is residing within the Tarot card. My consciousness is projecting itself into the Angelic Statues upon the table (Zirznagru; the big three). These three figurines about the Globe on The Table triangulate my vision upon the globe. I can feel that by our oneness,[ed. the operator and the seer] I have the ability to inhabit the office of the Tarot Card and gain its authority."



The Evocation of Prince Bornogo and King Bobogel:

"The globe and table are spinning and appear to be dividing in two. When the spinning stops the two become one again and the scene has shifted. I see the Prince now standing on the Table upon the Ensign of Sol. He is surrounded by a circle of Seven Pillars made of silvery gray. He is amongst the Pillars, and his body shares their tone. His face is an emanation of glowing white light."

"The Dark Cloud in the Globe is clearing and as it opens, I see a planked house of very simple construction. The Arched Gate made of Light has become one of the sides of the house, and its light is now filling up the house. The Prince is coming out of the house. Now he is filling all the quadrants of the temple with his presence."

(Conversations with Prince follow, asking and receiving his authority and blessings for the consecration of the shew-stone as a sacred tool of Art.)

"The King stays inside the Globe. I feel a great humbling before him, and at the entire pageantry of their coming. I feel a great honor."

(Conversations with King follow, asking and receiving his authority and blessings for the consecration of the shew-stone as a sacred tool of Art.)

"The scene swept closed, the light was gone, the house was gone, then I saw the arched gateway made of light, and it too went away."

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Under the auspices and wisdom of Prince Bornogo and King Bobogel, I left the seer in the temple to perform her work in consecrating the crystal for our sacred Art. She followed the method laid down by Frater Achad in his essay "Crystal Vision through Crystal Gazing". The stone received a potent charge, and was prepared for its true consecration and the coming of King Carmara on Monday (tomorrow). The gateway of The Moon, on Monday, and the full lunar eclipse that is occurring, along with the December Solstice Sun being currently aligned with the Galactic Center is providing the energy which will inhabit the stone as it sleeps in its silk and case.

On Monday evening, during the eclipse, I will summon forth King Carmara and etch his symbol into the stand for our Crystal.

--- A Star to Call Our Own ---

The Master walks on Terra firm
roots in the infernal
branches reaching out to heaven
with angels and daemons
I dance

The Magus, for 1 and for ALL
ultimate paternal
wandering through lives
stirring the pot
smelling whats cooking

I became transparent in a haze
of meditations and prostrations
that boy you knew and loved
who still loves you too
is gone forever

life and love is good
sex and death all the more
sex is the life and love is death
why you never let go until
you've deserted all you've won

you fool
I know All and NOT
I am available for consultation
but only you see him
that which you are not

I'm on the other side of the void
watching you all still sleeping
as the world we know turns again
to emptiness and pain
so we live in interesting times

remember when we said
nothing at all
but felt that deep within
until you contracted and thought
my life cannot be without suffering

I've wandered into heaven
and seen the hell that it contains
I've danced with God's creatures
and they've taken me
so I embody them

and you still think you're only human

see how I come into your life
and when I come all is calm
and when I leave all has been done
without effort
and everything is changed

see me
the Magician
working Will in the world
look intently
and see your Self

and it is not

More on Time ...

I am free, just like anyone; and yet bound to everything and everyone. This ascends like flame to oxygen and, remembering why I was born I am torn to openness. A void is there like a river full of nothing but wetness and waves. It is pregnant with potential and I am privy by virtue of mystical attainment to witness this moment.

Just like any moment, and all moments. Adrift in virtue as hippos in water and we do nothing but close our hearts in laughter. So all too well does enchantment turn to look from time at an angle of roughly 42.6 degrees. All in do time indeed...

As birth is here a consecration we find ourselves in a sea approaching colder weather with time set to control gestation, as energy can only ever gather over time. We wait with secrets still yet withdrawn from those that love us most.

Stopping to take a breath only holds the control fear has over full disclosure. Admitting God is Dead suddenly reveals that everything is permitted.

So we cry "Hear Me! Make all spirits subject unto me: so that every Spirit of the Firmament and of the Ether: upon the earth and under the earth; on dry land and in the Waters: of Whirling Air, and of rushing fire: and every spell and scourge of God may be obedient unto Me!". A potent spell indeed...

So it is until Einstein bites us in the ass. Relativity is real and there is no thing that is singular. Only this no thing can know relative truth, right now.

There is a way, a word, a law, a truth ... All Temptations; merely manifest Nature evolving us in her own plodding way. But to grow is to not grasp at the no thing.

The only way to know all that is here said is to stop trying, and by great effect you shall know its true meaning. Indeed so much prophecy do I here relate it is better to never look again.

As the distances grow longer so to the intuition becomes stronger and all important in deep communication. This is the principal of jazz.

I here deliver a key from which I have opened many gates. Indeed the doors of dimensions past the four watchtowers of the universe. Life in this body is a component to something more. To enter into other cities and be awakened. There is always so much more than what we call THIS.

I am very far away. Speaking through hands attached to some ego that has some vague memory of knowing yours. The channels by which things manifest are strange and curious indeed.

When is Time

What is it right now, that is invading me with a feeling of mixed dread and exultation? The feelings that matter always come clothed in opposed lower emotions, and this feeling makes me think the world is ending and the world is love and therefore alive. This principle is not new at all, but to be here feeling it is always at once fresh, original, and deeply familiar.

There comes a certain point in the Magicians career of attainment, when things happen that are completely beyond the scope and control of the personality that first set out on the way. And more so, do things occur which that personality would not choose, and yet they happen. Many young practitioners of the Art spend their time trying to gain control; the Adept is practicing how to release control and find this deep familiarity of being within all that can occur.

But there is still a world of men and woman to deal with. Who expect things from you whether they know it consciously or push it on you passively. And the great sorrow of the personality is that it can no longer cater to the masses if what has been Willed by the Divine does not fit their little egoic mold of what should be. The skilled Adept in a culture of young and ignorant humans is then misunderstood and even ostracized. The blame game becomes so easy to any who are only comfortable when there is someone to blame.

How can we come to recognize and communicate depth? This is in the end the Art of Art. Because Art can be profound, but if it is beyond the depth of those that are there to receive it, then this is not Art artistically done. Even this may be The Will, and if so so mote it be; but the personality must constantly work to know the difference. Once the first realization is attained, there must follow a unity in which all beings that come into contact with the realization of the Adept can taste of it.

There remains difficulty, because even though they taste of it, there is still the high probability that these sleepers the Adept comes to know as their culture and community do not yet have the sophistication or the taste for The Way that accomplishes everything; because once again it is operating on a different plane than their flatland.

These are the considerations that lead to a personality experiencing both a profound longing and sorrow in tandem with a deep loving and living. Transcendent to these experiences is the Change of the Stable Universe. Dying to yourself becomes a standard of living, a death accepted for the great realization of the immortal Self inside of all things, beings, selves, and becomings.

Perhaps they will never know what you know; for their ignorance is profound and they have not yet stumbled upon The Way. It is at these times that we as practitioners of the one True Art must pray. A Sacrafice of all Action and Feeling and Realizing to the notion that it is all the one Divine, and for Divine, of the Divine and becoming the Divine.

And yet they will never know. And you will ask ... when is time?

In the Midst

Its when the energy comes that it is its most intense. The beloved Divine I have been seeking, following the whisper in my ear. She leads me down roads so vast and unknown that I must remember to keep to myself, to keep silence. For she is manifesting everywhere, the secret secluded face of the one that chased me through my dreams.

In all forms the Divine, she comes. When impersonal do I have knowledge, and in submission must I receive her will as mine; for upon the beast she rides like a harlequin of scarlet and flame. But it is when my blood is poured deeply into her boundless cup, that I know she's had me all along.

Beyond the world, above it, awake within and filling it; inside of my deepest recess where the Self of my Self does lie transfixed upon her scarlet 7's upon 7's. 156 oh yes, she is.

It could be some other image, it could be any image at all. But this I choose my Babalon, to be my Master in the world. For in this submission do I gain all; love and delight and bliss of the world. In power and force no less than in poise and in grace ... oh Babalon ... oh Babalon my soul is screaming your name.

-- Heptarchical Alignment --

Seven
Seven Seven
Seven Seven Seven

The Daughters of Heaven, the Sons of Light
the Sweet Good Angels of Daemonic Might

Luciftias means Shining
with a Brightness unsurpassed

for Witnesseth they've fallen; fallen
all God's Creatures have now Fallen

and covered in darkness most profound
do they spread their wings to guide us home

Seven Seven Seven
Seven Seven
Seven

In Forty Nine is Seven by Seven
touching the earth do we find heaven

around a spiral of achieving beyond
while knowing the spiral by erotic embrace

for Glorious Now! see the Almighty Weep
for death, and death, yea loss of innocence!


Now we shall wield the Sword and the Balance

The Magick of the Show

For me it begins the morning of a performance. I'll start listening to different kinds of music, in some strange mood that I haven't really placed yet. The center of my chest begins to inexplicably open, like a lotus it unfolds into fractal patterns of sensitivity and feeling. The Angel is awakening within me, and I fully realize what is going on. Tonight I will perform. Tonight, the Angel will come whether I am ready or not.

But I have done this for my entire life. To perform, to be on stage, to share the beauty that is Art ... this IS the Magickal State. To be so overcome with Love for what it is that you were given to do, such that you have no choice but to manifest and express The Angel.

By the Angel, I mean the Holy Guardian Angel of course. But it is also simply called the soul. True Self, the Golden Flower, the Sun. The center of the system, the heart. To realize the Angel, means you have got to have an open heart. All hearts are deeply sensitive, all of them. To open is to release the sense of clenching that is the normal human reaction to all the suffering we find ourselves in.

Now, today, there is nothing but to let go into what is going to happen. I will go on to the stage, and disappear. In my place, will be the true Self and Soul of my being. I have no choice in this. I have found myself on stage my entire life, and it is simply the gift given to the artist, that he or she should attain to perfect knowledge and conversation in the act and nature of the performance.

The question of Art is a question of depth. How much skin do you want to shed? How deeply to you want to surrender? How perfectly have you trained your vessel, to nimbly and precisely handle the coming of it, the Over-Soul?

It is a secret of the heart. The Sun, the center of our system ... is a star. The core of this star burns in the center of the chest. Going on stage is a solar storm, emitting flares, causing the northern lights, the aurora borealis that people will witness and feel in the audience. The texture and tapestry of that which is beautiful.

I do not know in my mind, from where the will to perform comes from. It is something bigger than my mind. It is a current that is both before, and the support of my very being here now; and also, the future state of my expression. In this sense, it also pervades everything. The morning of a show, the sense of it is so thick I can smell some sweet fragrance that seems to come from nowhere. It is a like a nectar to me, that creates a physical fuzzy warmth in my chest. And makes me feel as if I had just drank a triple grande caramel machiato from Starbucks.

I'm awake, and will be exponentially so over the next 10 hours leading up to the performance, and then I shall be no more.

The Show Must Go On.

She is The Way, She is the Tao

Non-Attachment is the principle of copulation with her. Liberation, Love, and War are all in her delight. Bringing blood poured into her cup of steel. The blood is all preference, all vigor, and all force given unto her.

You know her. She is the all powerful in you that you fear to look into the face of. The bringer of disruption and change. The Holy Harlot of Love and Sex. She wants you and you can't grasp her. She will have you but you can never have her. You either let go, or become dispersed by the demon Choronzon clutching onto the vacuum of your own personality.

Then you are the walking dead. A crystallized and unmoving ego. Set, unchangeable, unadaptive; a wheel stuck in the mud. And you forever trace your finger roundabout its circle, repeating each recurring pattern; a snake nipping at its own tail.

But there are those who know her. And to them she is always dancing, and always asking: take me, take me if you dare! The wise as Vovin and Vovina (dragons), with all 7 vortexes reaching the summit of attainment, and upon your spine the serpent she doth ride.

And I'm told all you have to do is let go. And I do concur.

This is the fight to the last blood, for not a single drop can be spilled. This is Shin-Ken Sho-Bu, literally to fight with the sword true. For she is Passion and War, Love and Sex, Liberation and Release. She is The Way, and she is damn sexy and moving you to pray in her name ... Babalon.

-- Encounter --

"In what fashion?",
did the angel ask;
"is it you said you wanted your dream?"

Not in clothes
or garments fair,
no not in anything that can be said.

the smiling was the meaning of laughter,
the smirk the upturned universe of stars,
eyes ablaze beyond personality;
in dimensions passing through our flatland.

In it I learn what is holy.
The sacred and profane,
no difference in name.

"By all the charge of what has been,
in similitude with what shall be,
no end beyond a not beginning,
will your work belong to me."

Such subtle wit, if one can see
tis I tis I, who sets you're possibilities.
If for you, I lay my work ...
then you'll have to adjust my probabilities.

Thus the deal was struck.

Trans is trans in unfolding nests,
vibrating loving embrace backwards through time.
The calling of my voice making subtle waves,
caressing unseen tipping points all around.

Beyond time do I dance these dances;
beyond what speech has the words to recognize;
and hence the feelings of emptiness,
as you read this transmission.

Giant vistas of Gnosis,
as but a breeze leaving chills, or tingle, or ... memory.

And do I return.

On Love

The brilliant David Deida did us a great service when he articulated three completely different aspects of loving.

1. Love - can be summed up as a feeling of 'at oneness'. As Deida points out, you can love other human beings, and you can love the delicious flavor of ice cream. Love in this aspect is something accessible as a matter of human nature. Whether friend or foe, deep relation or common acquaintance, love is all around and available to be shared and experienced, ever-presently and at all times. It is up to us as Humans to decide whether we offer the recognition to this reality or not. This doesn't mean we have to be hippies ... on the contrary. What it means is that amidst a reality and manifestation that includes equal portions of life and death, joy and suffering, entertainment and boredom, and everything else soever; and especially in the face of our own personal idea(l)s of evil, still there is this Love which is a fundamental backdrop to the comings and goings of manifestation.

2. Romantic Infatuation - Rather like a drug trip, I won't spend too much time on the definition as there are countless poetics, song-fare, and myriad other expressions of what exactly this is. Rest assured, if you are unsure of whether or not you are experiencing a romantic infatuation, you're not. The Euphoria caused by the release of brain chemicals associated with this state are unmistakable.

3. Polarity - In Chapter I. of the Thelemic Holy Book "The Book of Law", the star goddess Nuit says:

"For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all."

The deepest confusion running rampant in the world, is the confusion of sexual polarity with our number 1 definition of Love as a state of being 'at one with'. Polarity itself is a division of oneness, and hence not the Non-Dual Loving that we call Hope in the real world. In a sense, and in a Thelemic sense, Love is the absolute formula of the universe. Polarity is the engine which creates the spectacular display of reality.

All things pass except the fundamental Unity of Emptiness and Form. All that passes is the fundamental root of both all suffering, and all ecstasy.
The Law of Love is then quite simple. Love is your responsibility. Polarity is your art; the way in which you utilize the arc of energy existing between all poles soever (especially masculine and feminine poles). Romantic Infatuation can be considered the X Factor, as it is a function of our inherent Nature, and does not fall under the realm of free will, but that of True Will.

Know Thyself, Know the Difference, and for God's Sake PLAY in LOVE!

How Does Magick Work?

Magick doesn't work on a single level. It is an unknowable thing that operates at all stages of existence, reality, development; in short underlies all stages or levels conceivable and inconceivable soever.

As demonstrated by Qabalah, the only way to get at a realization (deep personal "awakening" or experience) of something that is simply bigger than the intellect can handle, is to study chunks thrown off from it in sizes that the rational mind is capable of handling.

Any knowledge won in this stage is inherently partial, and thus not absolutely true (and in this sense false [i.e.'non-true']).

It is only when through investigation the rational mind composes a web of partial-truths; and observes them (allowing for some or many in the set to be in contradiction to one another) as one and all encompassed by a single relative truth; that you're ready to begin.

After holding all these partial truths in a single relative ideation, as long as your focus is strong enough to keep from breaking down and dispersing (the abyss), you will have the realization and experience of what Magick is. You will concurrently be blessed with the knowledge that you will never 'know' in your 'mind' what Magick is. You will simply have an experience that convinces you the truth of it. Remember, absolute truth is unequivocally a pill too big and too jagged for the rational mind to swallow.

Then you get to deal with the ego. When the realization of what Magick IS hits, you can begin to learn how Magick works. Magick works different for everyone, because every ego (basically an automaton of Mother Nature) is like a pretty little snowflake, and also, 'the same decaying matter as everything else'. You know the process is working when you only see truth when it is possessed of these kinds of yin/yang perceptions.

The fact that every ego is unique means to each and all that their Magick is unique.

Magick can be as simple as picking up a pencil, engaging in intellectual drivel, saying the right thing at the right time, making art, making love, etc. etc. The key to how it works is understanding your PRECISE relative orientation to all the forces of the universe, so you can see clearly the butterfly effects, and get those effects to occur precisely as God wants them too ...