Posts by frredactumopus

Author: frredactumopus

  • Anger Management

    I’ve gotten some interesting comments on the Anger Magitude post, and I’m thankful to everyone for their comments. They are constructive and helpful.

    I’m going to continue to Work with Mars on eliminating my anger issues. I’ve had similar issues in the past, and Martial work eliminated the symptoms, and I was fine for a while. When the triggers manifest again though, the path of least resistance is rage.

    The point for me is to Work with Mars until everything that is anger-related is so pure that there is no room for unrighteous wrath.

    The thing is though, “unrighteous” implies that there is a “righteous” wrath. In the Bible, Paul writes, “in your anger, sin not,” saying that anger itself isn’t a sin, it’s the things you do when you’re angry that can be sinful.

    In the modern Western world, the same general approach is taken. Scientists and Psychologists are quick to point out that Anger is a Survival Mechanism(tm), and that the released hormones help us in the fight or flight response. Her’s a sample definition of Anger from angermgmt.com:

    Anger is a natural human emotion and is nature’s way of empowering us to “ward off” our perception of an attack or threat to our well being.

    Check the people they show on the web site. Five people, black woman, white guy, black guy, oriental guy, and a white woman, all smiling, relaxed, and dressed business professional. Obviously EVERY successful person, regardless of race or gender, knows the secrets on this page, right?

    Because we accept Anger as a natural force, a natural reaction in our modern culture, the types of techniques for managing anger treat the symptoms. From a Christian Counseling page:

    • Consciously determine to be calm. Don’t react, think! Remember your goals and respond appropriately. Choose to remain calm!
    • Communicate. When someone upsets you, tell them. Calmly talk to them about how you feel about their words or actions. Learn to express yourself better — clear and composed. Choose to!
    • Remove yourself from the scene until you can respond without anger.Your success will not happen overnight. Take it one step at a time, one day at a time. Remember to relax. Relaxation exercises or music can be helpful. Keep in mind you can reach out to someone you trust for help. Choose to!
    • Frequently take time for yourself. Do something you enjoy like walking in the park, swimming, reading the Bible, or seeing a feel-good movie. Do something nice for someone you admire. It’s okay to feel good about yourself. Choose to!
    • Look for the positives. Don’t dwell on the negatives. “Don’t sweat the small stuff.” Learn to be forgiving. This is difficult, but we need to start by learning to forgive ourselves!

    Similar stuff can be found in different words below:

    My favorite is the “Using Humor” part of the last site above. “Picture yourself a God or Goddess; the idea that you could be such a thing is so FUNNY you won’t be angry…” Yeah right, he don’t know magicians very well, do he?

    But anyway, the basic point of each is summed up in this statement:

    The goal of anger management is to reduce both your emotional feelings and the physiological arousal that anger causes. You can’t get rid of, or avoid, the things or the people that enrage you, nor can you change them, but you can learn to control your reactions.

    Meanwhile in the Buddhist Orient, there’s another interpretation. The very definition of Anger in Buddhist is completely different and presupposes a universal view that is so radically different from the modern West’s view of the Mind that there is no easy reconciliation:

    Anger is a deluded mind that focuses on an animate or inanimate object, feels it to be unattractive, exaggerates its bad qualities, and wishes to harm it.

    That’s from the “Anger Management Techniques.org” web site. As you can see, the fundamental approach is different. A deluded mind. Here they teach that the source of anger is something else too:

    Anger is a response to feelings of unhappiness, which in turn arise whenever we meet with unpleasant circumstances. Whenever we are prevented from fulfilling our wishes, or forced into a situation we dislike – in short, whenever we have to put up with something we would rather avoid – our uncontrolled mind reacts by immediately feeling unhappy.

    Ok, honestly, the West has understood that part pretty well too. They’re like, it’s pride, dude, self-centered, narcissistic pride that leads to anger. How could something like THIS happen to ME!!!?

    Anyway, still, neat stuff.

    The other main reason we become unhappy and angry is because we are faced with a situation we do not want or like. Every day we encounter hundreds of situations we do not like, from stubbing our toe or having a disagreement with our partner, to discovering that our house has burnt down or that we have cancer; and our normal reaction to all of these occurrences is to become unhappy and angry. However, try as we might, we cannot prevent unpleasant things happening to us. We cannot promise that for the rest of the day nothing bad will happen to us; we cannot even promise that we shall be alive to see the end of the day. In samsara we are not in control of what happens to us. (Emphasis added by RO.)

    So how does the Buddhist deal with anger? What are their anger management techniques? Let me tell you, they are a lot different than the ones listed above from Western sources. Lots of my free-will believing readers are going to puke at the thought of what’s about to come, but to this neo-Calvinist, it was pure honey:

    Since it is impossible to fulfil all our desires or to stop unwanted things happening to us, we need to find a different way of relating to frustrated desires and unwanted occurrences. We need to learn patient acceptance.(From here.)

    WHOAH! How many people read that and were like, “Fuck that!”? PAtient Acceptance of shit that pisses ME off?

    It gets worse:

    In reality most of our emotional problems are nothing more than a failure to accept things as they are – in which case it is patient acceptance, rather than attempting to change externals, that is the solution.

    Yep. You see, they aren’t justifying anger as a natural response, instead they are placing the entire responsibility for your reaction to events you don’t like squarely on YOU. Because you’re a big baby who can’t take reality without throwing a temper tantrum.

    They understand what we’re trying to grasp in the Great Work, that it’s MIND that forms reality, and everything else is symbolic. Cool stuff. I highly recommend reading every page on that Buddhist site. It’s much more in alignment with the teaching of the Corpus Hermeticum, and the teachings of Christ (not Paul). It doesn’t advcocate doing nothing or not taking pragmatic steps to get out of bad situations either, it’s not stupid.

    So making it a bit more personal, the reason I’m hooked on anger is because I made room for it. I use it as a way to filter out things that I would need to Work on, that is, I use it so I don’t have to patiently accept what I have to deal with in samsara, the manifest world.The Buddhist perspective offers a way out of the cycle. The Western methods offer bandaid solutions, treatments of symptoms. The Buddhist solution is much more in keeping with Hermetic values. The modern Western methods are not.To me, it seems like a simple choice.

  • More Magitude

    So, following up on Monday’s success, Tuesday night I conjured Kammael of Mars in a similar way to that performed with Gabriel Monday night. I spoke with him more, as I’ve been having anger management issues lately.

    He explained what was going on, and again I “saw” an entity wrapped around me, a black evilness that had become attached. This time it wasn’t as squid-like. It was more scorpionish, or insectoid. It didn’t just let me go, either. Instead its appendages were burried in my symbolic flesh, and they were barbed. The weird thing was that they weren’t like piercing me and causing harm as much as they were embedded in the flesh. My symbolic flesh in the vision had welcomed the evil spirit of self-righteous indignation, made room for it, and grown around the barbs in a way that they couldn’t just be removed without causing damage.

    Obviously I’m attached to my anger. I like it. Or at least I perceive that I like it. That’s the trouble with this kind of Work, differentiating between the subjective reality and the subjective interpretation of the subjective reality.

    This time it wasn’t nearly as easy to release the evil thing. It is still with me, and I can sort of sense it at any given moment. It feels a lot like an addiction, like that ever-present anxiety you feel when you consider quitting something you’re addicted to. Nicotine addicts will likely understand me better than most, but I’m sure a few pot heads who’ve had to face down their jones will grok what I’m talking about too.

    IT’s kind of a weird way to Work with this kind of thing. Usually, when I need help with an issue, the spirit just appears and then the issue is gone, as if by MAGIC. This is taking a bit more effort on my part. I’m thinking it’s only taking more effort because I like the rush I get from anger. It’s not the kind of thing I’m happy liking though, so it shouldn’t be too hard to get over. A change of heart is in order, and that’s a relatively simple thing to arrange with the powers that be.

    But again, I found a lightening of my attitude as soon as I performed the rite. I found myself laughing and carrying on in ways I hadn’t in a while.

  • Magitude

    I had an attitude adjustment Monday night. Don’t know what happened, exactly, but I can speculate.

    I was falling asleep, and I remembered I was feeling glum about not doing enough magic lately. I got this overwhelming “It’s time” feeling/thought that sort of pushed down on my body as I laid there. Looking back, I recognize it as the same feeling I get at Church during the worship service (pentecostal) or during the Transubstantiation (Catholic). It’s this warm bath-of-Spirit.

    At the time, my reaction was, “Sigh, oh what the hell.” I remembered it was still technically Monday, and I believe it happened to be in the hour of the Moon. I decided to conjure Gabriel, and do a little Lunar Work. I went “up” through the elemental spheres into the Lunar realm, met Gabriel, showed him the Silver Key (his seal) and asked for admittance and further initiation into the Sphere of the Moon in the Name of Shaddai El Chai.

    Some stuff happened. Fishy-depths visuals, your basic transformation revelations, lots of scenes from The Big Blue, coral, jellyfish, clownfish, and yeah, it was like a scene from Nemo, but darker. Not as sunny-bright.

    Next day at work, I noticed how people had REALLY shitty attitudes, and how my own had sort of conformed to theirs. In contemplation, I analyzed where it came from in my thoughts and expectations, took a look at where my desires weren’t meshing with the manifestation of God’s Will, and took soime minor, mostly symbolic corrective action. The results were immediate. I found myself leading a meeting, which isn’t the kind of thing you’d expect to be doing after a Water ritual. At least, not me.

    But I was thrust into a leadership role the next day, and inuited my way through it, finding common ground, avoiding bitter cynicism, and generally not being a bitter bastard. People walked away from a rough meeting (rough because all the deliverables are late and getting later, and there’s nothing we can do now about it) feeling like they were part of a team, knowing what they had to focus on that day and the rest of the week, and who to reach to get the info they needed. It was a pleasant change from the usual diaspora that follows our meetings.

    Later on, I kicked some upper-crust executives out of their “Executive Steering Committee” meeting, which is generally a poor career move. The suits all tend to look the same after a while, and I mistook the air of executive authority the bald suit was exuding as your basic prickness, so I sort of pricknessed him back and got my snotty admin attitude a bit. I’m not perfect.

    But in general, I’ve noticed a much more positive flow to my expectations since the recent Lunar Work. One of the things I remember was the feeling of some black evil shit dissolving from around me in the depths of the sea. slippery slimy tendrils releasing me, like escaping from a black shadow-squid. Or being let go, rather. It definitely wasn’t an escape. More like, “ok, you can let go now,” and it was all, “ok, talk to you later.” There was a familiarity with it, like it was an old friend and partner in my life. As I think about it, yeah, I have some evil phases on occasion, I can be a bit of a bitter bastard once in a while. It makes sense that I’d have a familiarity, a working relationship with being a pessimist.

  • Fucking Musicals and Shit

    Stupid POS posted that frumpy housewife video of the British lady singing the song from Les Mis, and then I wanted to listen to “Do you hear the people sing,” and “Red and Black,” and then I just sort of got lost in youtube, listening to all kinds of musicals.

    I had planned on doing something useful. I stayed up the other night (yes, all night) watching the anime movie Gankatsuou. It’s the story of the Count of Monte Christo by Alexander Dumas, but told in sci-fi anime from Albert’s perspective, rather than the Count’s. It’s, uhm, well… It’s 24 made-for-TV episodes, each about 25 minutes long. Yes, that’s 10 hours, and yes, I watched the whole thing in one night. And then went to work without sleep for another ten hours, because it was already 7:00 in the morning, and if I’d gone for a nap, I’d have gotten fired.

    I’m 35, almost, and have two point five kids. Men like me aren’t supposed to be doing that kind of thing, staying up all night watching cartoons.

    So I crashed when I got home, and woke up wide awake at 3:00 am, ready to piss and do something useful. Instead I ended up watching musicals on youtube, and it’s all POS’ fault.

    So, thanks, Frater mi, you continue to help in mysterious ways.

    Musicals. What is it about them that sucks me in the way they do? It’s drama, it’s music, it’s passion plays… They’re ridiculous, in many ways, but at the same time they’re beautiful. They express raw human emotions, not just the little ones, but the most terrifying, awe-inspiring human character traits that are formed by the emotions, and they examine how that trait can affect a life in magnified, grandiose ways. They capture the drama of our lives and make being human look interesting.

    I mean, take the song from Les Mis, “Do you hear the people sing.” Listen to the lyrics, the music, ignore the hand gestures, the facial expressions, those are awesome on stage, but in a song like that, it looks weird. It’s an anthem of liberty and revolution. Now watch this version. It puts it into a perspective that we can too easily forget. It’s not a song capturing the passions of the French Revolution, it’s capturing the IDEAL of the best quality of Revolution. The world has seen it in France, America, China, the Soviet Union, seen it done through capitalism and communism, seen it put in action to accomplish good and evil, in both economic and social systems. No mattter how it turned out, you know that THIS was what they were trying to do.

    What is it about a musical that can get into a grown man’s mind? I think it’s that we can see our own petty dramas expressed in ideal form. I mean, when I think my boss is being a prick for expecting me to show up every day by 9:00 wearing the dress code the way we’re supposed to, and I’m bitching about it to my friends, it’s fucking petty. But in my own eyes, I’m singing the anthem of the oppressed of the world, you know? Ridiculous.

    Relating all this to magic, I think we find in the musicals the same things we find in our pursuit of the Great Work. The meaningless trivialities of our daily lives fade into obscurity, and we remember for a moment that Being Human should be capitalized. We see the value in the feelings we share, we see for a moment that there is more to life than what it looks like, and that we are not alone in our moments of triumph or despair.

    I guess that’s the goal of all theater, film, and art in general. Magic itself is also an Art, as some have noted. Each ritual is a passion play, we are drawing down the Intelligences that embody the primal source of the things we experience, removing for a moment the cheap and paltry manifestations of that Ideal for long enough to experience it, learn from it, become initiated into the fullness of that Ideal so that we can live lives that channel it into our daily activities more purely, enriching our own lives and those of all who come into contact with us.

    Maybe musicals demonstrate to us that there is something intrinsically beautiful that can be found in our own lives, that the feelings we have can be put to music, in metered rhyme, and can be made to be holy, noble, Ideal. Maybe that’s what a lot of what we do with magic is all about too.

  • Hey, it’s a Recession, right?

    So where, RO, are all the MONEY posts?

    Well, now that I mention it…

    Today’s reminder is about the joys of the BUNE Spirit Pot. I made it a couple of years ago, and it’s still my fovorite tool/mini-altar/spirit-human-interface I’ve ever played with. One brass pot, engraved with some names of spirits, and filled with herbs and doohickeys and gizmos and dates and raisins. It’s the home to my favorite Riches-bringing spirit, Bune. I’m with Aaron Leitch (Author of Secrets of the Solomonic Grimoires) when he says the spirits that live in the pots are members of the legions assigned to the main Spirit.

    So, when in need of cash, in need of seed money, in need of a decent windfall, I pop over to the shelf on the bookcase with all the Bune stuff (a pot, an incense burner, and a candle holder that holds 9 candles) and I light between 1 and 9 candles while I say the magic words: “Hey, how’s it going, I need some more riches, thanks a lot.” Within a couple of weeks, I can count on SOMETHING coming my way in the form of an opportunity for a raise or a windfall of unexpected cash. I haven’t been listing things for him to finance lately, because frankly, he’s done so well I haven’t needed him to.

  • Narrow Minded, Laser Focused

    In my posts, I tend to focus primarily on my Work in the Hermetic traditions. I don’t do a lot of other kinds of magic. I stick primarily to the grimoires, and the philosophical and cultural roots of those texts. I like to think I’m laser focused on what I’m doing.

    However, some folks might find that to be narrow minded. I don’t write about things like hoodoo, or the practices of other cultures much. They aren’t my thing, and as an outsider, the level of understanding I can get from those cultures is limited by my experiences, my cultural programming. As it is, I have a hard enough time really grasping the grimoires as well as I do. If you want to see posts about chaos magic, Golden Dawn or OTO magic with LBRPs, Hexagram rituals, and Star Rubies and Sapphires, or even Pagan Wiccan Faery magick (with a K), I’d suggest this isn’t the blog for you.

    I’d also hope that you don’t read a single blog expecting to find all you need to Work your magic. I mean, I think I have All The Answers(TM), it’s true, but I recognize I have all the answers for me.

    Now, regarding the charge that I’m narrow minded, I’d like to point out that I have written lately about Dzogchen, as well as the Hermetic “sacred texts,” and that in practice, if you go back over my blog, you’ll find that many of the techniques I use are very much similar to the rites and rituals of Hoodoo, Palo, Pow-wow, Curanderismo, Brujeria, and traditional witchcraft. The things I do with the spirits are very much what you’d call “Shamanic” if you weren’t particularly careful with your terminology. The things I make tend to look a lot like mojo bags, spirit pots, and even use a lot of crystals, herbs, and incenses that Wiccans will be right at home with. The spirits I work with can mostly be found in Crowley’s 777 with all the correspondences you could imagine.

    I just have my way of working with them. And frankly, it’s the best method I’ve ever found. Direct communication with the spirits. Direct initiations by the spirits into their realms. Direct teaching from the spirits, informed and framed by the writings of the Masters across human history, the source texts for the magicians of the 19th and early 20th century from before they started syncretizing the beliefs and practices with misunderstood Eastern philosophy from Theosophy and the primitive archaeiological findings from Egypt.

    I don’t understand the charge that I am too narrow in my pursuits. I don’t see why anyone would even want to dabble in lots of systems, gain initiations into several lineages, cross cultural barriers with the intent to bring back some new system when the end result is usually either burn-out, or worse, a watered-down system that produces more magical theoreticians than magicians.

    The cliche “Jack of all trades, Master of none” comes to mind. Jacks are knaves, knaves are fools. Dabblers in many systems have a thin grasp of the obvious similarities of each system, but are robbed of the wmpowerment that comes from devotion to any one of the systems. Their magic is weak, and I speak from experience. I’ve met folks that are BRILLIANT at coming up with syncretic post-modern rites that draw from several cultural traditions that look awesome on the surface, but a little research reveals the pantheons they’re blending belonged to people at war with one another, or the gods they’re using together were traditionally opposed to one another.

    I’ve been hexed by chaos magicians, cursed by neopagans, and I’ve even had Focalor tell me a magician who writes a lot about his experiences with spirits of the Goetia tried to kill me by his power. Their magic is WEAK, because their understanding is dime-thin.

    So for me, I’d rather be narrow-minded and sure of my standing in relation to God and his many manifestations than be aware of the many manifestations and hae no part in any of them. And I’m not saying anyone who is “eclectic” is a fool; Jason Miller has a broad scope of experiences with multiple systems from multiple cultures, for example. But JAson also has depth in each of the systems he uses, he rarely dabbles. He’s spent the time in his core system to develop the power and authority, the gnosis of his place in the cosmos to be able to then move between the cultural manifestations of Deity without losing the impact of his Will. It’s not impossible.

    But I’m not there yet, so I’m immersing myself in my core system. I haven’t run out of interesting things to pursue. I haven’t attained full Mastery of any aspect of my activities. I’m at best at the cusp of White stage of the Alchemical Work, where the dross has risen to the surface and begun to be burned to pure white ash. I consider myself an Adept, fer sure, but big dealio. Manifesting wealth and prosperity, binding evil and exorcising demons, that shit’s just High School work, Freshman High School at that (9th grade, where you learn basic geometry and read Romeo and Juliette, for my foreign readers). There’s more, so much more.

  • The Real A:.A:.

    It’s us. And the secret is it’s what we do. And the initiation is that we’re doing it. And if you haven’t started doing it, then do.

    The pictures beyond have nothing to do with the rest of this post. It’s just here to say Happy Easter.

    Happy Good Friday too, cause I missed it.

    Happy Easter.

  • Urdu-English Translaitons

    Ha! I found a place that translates English into Urdu! I totally rock.

    Ok, I googled “English to Urdu” and found the site. AND I clicked it. Maybe that’s not rocking. Maybe it’s pebbling. but I PEBBLE! I PEBBLE OUT LOUD!

    Anyway, newest project isn’t magical, but I need your help. Target audience: Secular Indian and Pakistani youngsters ready to do their tours of duty in the States to bring money back for themselves, their future wives, and their parents. Holy cow, you don’t know how many families there are over there sending their sons over here, or how many older brothers and sisters are already over here paying for the education of their own younger brothers and sisters so they can come over here and write Oracle and SQL and design DB Architecture in Erwin…

    Now to painstakingly enter each word of my books into this box…

    Anyway! Essays about your local business IT markets would be appreciated. The top five or ten will be included and published in a book that will help folks with their decisions on which parts of the US to move to. I’m looking for 500-1000 word, high level, HAPPY (write while smiling) analyses of the local cultures in the North West (Seattle), West (CA), South West (Phoenix, etc.), Texas (IS ITS OWN REGION OF THE US, DAMMIT), CO, Mid-West (Chicago, Detroit, Ohio), and up and down the east Coast (Boston, NY, Philly, DC, Atlanta, Jacksonville, Miami, etc.).

    Talk about the job market, how the brown-skinned, fast-talking, heavily accented are treated in the workplaces you’re familiar with. If you know rates of pay, write about that. Talk about the local Indi-Paki community, and success stories of your Indi-Paki friends. Talk about the American lifestyle and perspectives (honest, not media-hyped “outsourcing is the source of the recession”) on the influx of the Near-East techies.

    I know techies, but if you know the same info on the Medical profession, that would be good too.

  • Faeries!!!

    I found a photo of a real life fairy captured mid embrace with her lover. He managed to finish his glamour before she did, and looks a lot like a dark stick. Hers was almost finished when Sucae snapped the photo, but you can totally see her there.

    I knew they were still around.

  • Bummers, Baby Bits, and Bigger Hammers

    Well, Sunday’s post turned out to be rather disappointing. I thought I’d seen through the illusion, and it turned out I had just gotten off on a tangent. While getting ready for church, that is, getting ready to wash my hair as I’d woken up too late for a full shower, I got the song Volare stuck in my head (doesn’t everyone in that situation?), and in High School Latin, I always sang the “Do” conjugations to that tune. In a loud lounge singer voice.

    I’d been thinking about becoming a Power, and the Powers of the Sphinx popped into my mind. In a flash of BRILLIANCE, I figured out that the Latin word “Do,” root of such English words as “donate” might have been the same root for the Dare part in the French manuscript written by Eliphas Levi. Before I could forget, I ran to the computer and posted my insight about giving up being the “secret” meaning behind the Dare, and how it combined with the Silent thing, because like Jason said, it’s part of the transition from the 8th to the 9th spheres, one of the final steps before becoming a Power.

    See, in each of the Seven planetary spheres, you have something to leave behind in order to be purified in that sphere’s powers. They’re listed in the Divine Pymander:

    25. And thus it is that man doth speed his way thereafter upwards through the Harmony.
    To the first zone he gives the Energy of Growth and Waning; unto the second [zone], Device of Evils [now] de-energized; unto the third, the Guile of the Desires de-energized; unto the fourth, his Domineering Arrogance, [also] de-energized; unto the fifth, unholy Daring and the Rashness of Audacity, de-energized; unto the sixth, Striving for Wealth by evil means, deprived of its aggrandizement; and to the seventh zone, Ensnaring Falsehood, de-energized.

    If the Four Powers of the Sphinx were talking about the way to attain the goals of the Emerald Tablet and the Divine Pymander and the Discourse on the 8th and 9th, why, I’d finally be able to put the writings of Eliphas Levi (that esoteric bridge between the Renaissance magicians and the Industrial Age Golden Dawn factory-line initiate system) into context and have one contiguous, if still not continuous means of interpreting the various historic, modern, and post-modern Hermetic traditions. I would finally be able to let go of my disdain for the GD and its spawn and start finding things of personal use in that system. I’d be able to TALK to Ceremonialists within those systems without pissing them off! How cool is that?

    So imagine my disappointment when I found out that the French word wasn’t related to the Latin “do.” It kind of took the whole foundation of my new and true interpretation all the way away.

    In a lot of ways, I’m tempted to return to my loathing of  Levi. I mean, 19th century esotericist, willy-nilly Tarot attributions, and the audacity to say that “Magic is not a vocation.” What the fuck could he possibly know?

    But that’s just pride. Fuck pride. Or to put in less Marcellus Wallace terms, “Domineering Arrogance can burn in the magnified rays of the Sun.”

    So, filtering out the baby bits from the bath water, I’m going to shelve the “Powers of the Sphinx” yet again. I enjoyed Jason’s exposition of the Inner, Outer, and Secret interpretations of the Powers. I agree with what he said about jumping to assumptions being a trap. Until I can wrap my brain around it in a better way, I’m not going to try to force anything into the system that’s evolving in my Work.

    At least until I can find a bigger hammer.*

    In the mean time, I’m going to return my focus to the Rainbow Body reference, the PGM, and looking deeper into some of the mysteries that I’ve been able to wrap my brain around so far.

    *Note: this link is for the dude’s signature line. Perhaps the finest wisdom I’ve seen, in an Inner, Outer, and Secret kind of way.