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Category: Blogspot Archive

  • The Weirdest Bune Thing Yet

    Ok, now I’ve been posting my Bune rites and rituals here along with results for over a year. Spirit pot, sigils, copper medallions, Jupiter-Sagittarius-OK-only-Venus, blah blah blah. From wealth to exorcisms, I’ve talked about the things this spirit can do and has done in my life on this blog.

    But this one takes the cake. It’s totally beyond anything I’ve experienced with Bune, and if anyone told me the following anecdote and the role Bune played in it, I’d tell them that based on my experience to date with Bune (up until yesterday), they were frankly completely full of shit. Just goes to show there’s always another wrinkle up the sleeve.

    Ok, so I’ve been sick. Really sick. For a few weeks. Bad. Fever, coughing, all the flu symptoms, the common cold symptoms, and sinusitis symptoms you can imagine. A sore throat, multi-hued phlegm, and my coughing muscles were literally sore from the non-stop coughing that had been going on. The doctors told me it was a virus, and that they couldn’t do anything but treat the symptoms. I got a $200+ bill for an inhaler (I’m not asthmatic), some prednisone, and a tiny little bottle of cough syrup that had morphine in it. Knocked me on my ass last weekend, from Friday afternoon when I got it until Monday morning when I had to quit taking it to be able to work. All I did was sleep and sweat and hallucinate from the fever. And cough.

    Ok, enough background. I was really sick. I was complaining to a friend in email who unfortunately asked how I was doing. I told them in such detail that they couldn’t finish their banana bread. I mentioned I was going to do a divination to see if someone was spiritually attacking me or if there were some crossed condition, as soon as I felt up to it.

    Whipping out their favorite oracle, a flippin‘ coin (get it, flippin‘!?) , they performed a quick divination and sent me the results. They said that a student had performed some healing rite using the techniques I’d taught them, but they had used a Bune spirit for some ignorant fucking reason. As a result of some stupid spiritual connection to me(!), their stupid failed rite ended up with me getting into a crossed condition, and that I could appeal to “my” Bune spirit in my spirit pot and get it to set things right.

    Ok, that sounded like horse shit to me. I don’t believe in that kind of backlash on teachers, first of all. Second, I’m no one’s fucking teacher. I had a guy I was teaching Samekh to, and my particular brand of Christian Magick, but he just sort of vanished in an electronic poof after doing Samekh for a few weeks. And I never had him doing anything with Bune, that I can remember, and I’m sure he’s bright enough not to try to use a WEALTH and EXORCISM spirit of the UNDERWORLD to do a stupid ass HEALING ritual.

    So if it wasn’t him, chances are it was the one complete fucking MORON that reads my work online (the rest of you are, of course, geniuses). MORON, however, was thinking about ME during their fucking ritual with BUNE and ended up fucking up my life.

    Look, I shouldn’t have to say this, but when you’re doing a ritual, THINK ABOUT THE RITUAL YOU’RE DOING!!! Not me, or whoever mentioned the techniques you’re using. If you do any magick based on something you read here, motherfucking don’t do it while thinking about me. All you need to be thinking about is your ritual, listening for the voice of the spirit, and maybe contemplating your role in the cosmic hierarchy in the midst of the Heavens emanating from the Source. Got it? Good.

    Ok, so like I said, horse shit. On a whim, I quick checked with my HGA, and got the go-ahead to do a divination on it. I whipped out my mini-Rider-Waite deck and shuffled and asked a specific question. Shockingly to me, it totally confirmed what my friend had said. I thought, no way, this isn’t how Bune works!

    But I don’t ignore friends, divinations, and my HGA all at the same time. Most days. The tarot spread had filled in some gaps from the coin-flip divination, and I followed the advice that got me past the particular feedback I was getting on the spiritual wire. Then I went straight to my Bune spirit pot and spoke to Bune directly about the situation, got confirmation again from him that he would fix it, lit five candles as an offering in front of the Spirit Pot, and went to bed, still not entirely convinced.

    And then I woke up this morning feeling a million times better. Lungs are still hurt, and I’m a little weak. Mildly dehydrated, but man, I felt good for the first time in literally weeks.

    So there you have it. You go on your way now and think about it, because that’s certainly something I’m going to be doing.

    In closing, if you learn any magick from me, you just remember I learned it for free on the internet, and from some spirits, and it’s got nothing to do with me except that I happened to write it down and post it here or something.

    DON’T THINK IT HAS SHIT TO DO WITH ME, IT DOESN’T!!!!

    It’s all about you, and God. Leave me out of it. Or I’ll kick your ass. I’ll curse the living SHIT out of you if you use my techniques and fuck things up in my life, even if you do it accidentally. Capiche?

    Good night, and Good Magick.

  • Post Title Undetermined

    I don’t have any kind of formal post in mind today, but these are some random thoughts passing through my mind about Teachers in general. Approaches to teaching, phases we go through, things we think about. Moods that come and go.

    They’re all things I’ve thought or felt at various times as a teacher, some more often than others. They’re also things I see in my fellow teachers of occultism, and if you’re a blogger, you’re included in that category in my cosmogram.

    • Everybody’s a Fucking Idiot but me, so send Me your Money!
    • Oh my GOD, this is AWESOME SHIT right here, you gotta fuckin’ TRY it, like NOW! Hurry, you’re just wasting time!
    • Fuck this shit. I quit.
    • To date, these are the things I’ve learned, but there’s a lot more
      to go. I’ll put it in words that work best for me, but you’ll have
      to figure out the meaning in your own way, or discover a meaning behind
      the symbols that is better suited for where you’re at in your life’s
      context.
    • Oh my god, no one ever listens to me! I’ve been saying that shit for years, for fuck’s sake. Jesus, people, catch the fuck up.
    • FUCK! I was wrong… still no refunds.
    • If you had only done the research, and the practical Work related to it, you wouldn’t be arguing with me. Try it some time, and then you’ll see that I’m right, or you’ll at least be better qualified to argue with me.
    • Holy shit, I’m more enlightened than YOU!? Fuck.
    • Some shit works, some shit doesn’t. The journey’s not that great, and the destination is less pleasant than anticipated. And I’m pretty sure they made it that way on purpose just to keep you moving on.
    • No shit, Sherlock.
    • Oh my god, really? Really!? I need a drink.
    • Hey, this is stuff that helped me achieve a measure of happiness that I am currently enjoying. Hope it works for you as well as it works for me.
    • You’re doing it wrong.
    • I will RULE TEH WORLDS!!! And you can rule yours too!
    • You did what? And it did what? Sweet! I gotta try that some time.
    • You’re doing it right!
    • Now what?
    • Hmmm. That’s interesting. Let me think about it.
    • I used to be an adventurer like you.

    I think that about covers the moods and approaches I’ve been through since starting out in this teaching gig, not necessarily in any kind of chronological order. Ego, ambition, disappointment, excitement, the thrill of the hunt.

    It’s interesting how many of them are more about other people than about where I’m at and where I’m going. Relationships with other people are important, apparently. And I have an inclination to think I’m right that is usually justifiable, but maybe not as accurate as I’d like to think.

    And there’s an irritability that drives a lot of my Work, a certain Holy Dissatisfaction that keeps me moving onward and upward. That’s neat. Should have gotten its own post, probably.

    I don’t think there’s anything particularly wrong with feeling any of these ways at different times, except that first one, and most of us get past that before we really start becoming useful teachers. I cycle through most of the rest regularly.

    I don’t really know why I’m posting this. Usually when I write the random-thought posts, they sit in the draft bin for years before I get around to deleting them. But I think I’m posting this so you’ll think about how teachers are, how they act, and remember that they’re people of varied interests and moods, just like you. Learn from people, but take what they’re saying with a grain of salt. Sometimes they’re brilliant, other times they’re assholes, and in the end it’s all beautiful.

    Until you take an arrow to the knee.

  • NYNY: Some Enchanted Evening

    I’m behind schedule on the New Year, New You Experiment.

    The RO household is packed with four birthdays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve between November 21 and January 25. It’s the busiest two months of my year, and it physically, mentally, and especially financially kicks my ass every year.

    This year has been as busy and tiring and costly as ever, but I’ve made it through son’s birthday, Thanksgiving, daughter’s birthday, Christmas, New Year’s, and now my spouse’s birthday. Only one daughter’s birthday left to go, and that’s already planned and paid for, and I don’t have to do nothin’ else to support that.

    Halleluiah!

    So, as the bandwidth becomes available, I’m allocating it to my other projects. I’m still in the Clean Up phase in some things, specifically the courses. I’ve got client work backed up that I have to catch up on too. I did a lot of course writing over the Christmas vacation, and one of my students helped with editing support (thanks Alex!), but I keep thinking “there’s still a lot left to do before I’m ready to start focusing on the actual radical transformation through magic.”

    And that’s my biggest hurdle. There’s always something else to do before I can get started on something else.

    So I’m changing the scope of the project. My new goals for this Experiment are:

    • Old Business – Finish it.
    • New Business – Start it.

    With that in mind, here’s my planned Enchanted Evening:

    On a Mercury Day, in a Mercury Hour (tonight around 7:30), perform the Mercury Gate rite with the following statement of intent:

    Raphael, Tiriel, Taphthartharath, thou spirits of Mercury ever flowing, encapsulators of Idea into Form, aid me in the accomplishment of the tasks at hand. Empower me, inspire me, bring me the eloquence to express clearly the Mysteries I have seen. Aid me in the completion of the Red Work series of Courses, and the completion of all outstanding Old Business. Let it flow cohesively into being from the Mind of God through me into the finished work projected into the minds of those called to receive the Hermetic revelations I’ve been granted. Let the right word be ever present, let no writer’s block stand in my way. Grant the peace of mind that comes from all things being in their place accomplishing their function, that I may focus clearly on the tasks at hand. Bring the Old Business to conclusion quickly, completely, and to the satisfaction of all who read it.

    Or something like that. Definitely along those lines. I’m not going to focus on New Business until the end of the Old Business is in sight. I keep finding more and more Old Business that I never finished, and that’s got to end. If this doesn’t do it, I may have to resort to Saturnine and Martial forces to get the work done.

  • Top Traffic Source: Piracy!

    So, checking some blog stats, I found the number one search term that brings visitors to my site is this:

    restitution ro rufus opus “restitution for piracy”

    TROLOLOLOLOL!

    Ok, you piratin’ bitches, hope you landed here this time, so I can set you straight:

    ALL CURSES ARE LIFTED. 

    There is no curse on anyone anywhere on the planet as a result of pirating my work, in any way, shape or form. You’re forgiven.* I lifted the curse a year or more ago after adjusting my business perspective on the whole piracy thing. I still disapprove, but it generates buzz about my work, and that leads to more sales, so, whatever.

    Point is, there is no curse on you if you pirated my stuff, ok? If your life sucks, it’s not because you
    pirated my work, specifically, it’s just because life sucks. So use
    that shit you pirated to make it a better place. 

    * You want to pay for your crimes? Send me an email and I’ll send you a $50 invoice to
    absolve your conscience.
    Money’s not required to lift the curse, but I love money, and if it makes you feel better to send me some, by all means, do so! And I’ll even send you an official “No worries!” email absolving you of any subsequent pangs of guilt.

  • The Initiatory Work of the Traditional Grimoires

    When you go through the painstaking process of creating all the tools, talismans, implements, and Magic Circles of the traditional grimoires with the heart of the true magician, on fire and enflamed with the passion of your true Love, you go through one of the most rigorous and life changing initiations possible.

    The creation of a real talisman, from raw metal to finished, engraved, consecrated talisman is a process of transformation that is Alchemical in every sense of the word. After you’ve made and consecrated a talisman, you’ve interacted with the Four Elemental Kingdoms in all three of their phases, you’ve spent an extended time in the presence of the spirit who works through the talisman, and that interaction as you and it worked together to create the finished thing and brought it into being in the material plane has forever changed the harmonics of your sphere. You’ve been tuned through the properties of spiritual resonance.

    When someone like Mr. Ashen or Mr. Cecchetelli goes through the process of creating the tools for his Solomonic rites, he’s going through that initiatory process of talisman creation at every stage of the preparation. His heart’s aflame with the passion of his intent, and that intent blazes through the Spheres, a clarion call to the Spirits.

    How many of these initiations do they go through to perform something like a conjuration from the Lemegeton’s Goetia? How many times do they end up inscribing the Ten Names and Seals of the Intelligences of the Spheres? At least twice, for the lion’s skin belt, and for the Magic Circle they stand within. You make a MAgic Circle full size, and it’s incredible how you feel standing in the center as the paint dries. You feel the spirits aiding you as you write out their names, and if you’re trying to do it without the right heart, the right attitude of reverence, they invariably smack you down and make you start again.

    It’s a Holy process.

    A process of transformation.

    If you’re having a hard time seeing and hearing the spirits, take a few months and devote it to creating all the implements of the grimoire of your choice. The Almadel, the Arbatel, the Ars Paulina, the True Grimoire, the Art of Drawing Spirits into Crystals, Crossed Keys, the Order of the Black Powdered Octopus, The Greater Key of Solomon, Abramelin, Samekh, the exercises in Strategic Sorcery or Protection and Reversal Magic.

    Do them well, do them honest, do them pure and true, or as true as you can, and it will start that process of change that leads to the visible and audible manifestation of spirits.

    Unless you’re spiritually blind and deaf. It’s a condition that some people have, and it’s nothing to be ashamed of, although it’s certainly frustrating. If you’ve gone to all the work of putting together a straight, by-the book rite, and you’ve performed it at the appropriate astrological timing, and you’ve meant every word you’ve uttered, from the heart, and you’re still not getting anything, and you’ve done it a lot more than once with zero results, don’t despair. There are several grimoires that suggest working with a seer because the simple fact is this: Everyone doesn’t see or hear spirits. That doesn’t mean the magic doesn’t work, it just means some folks are deaf and blind to the spirit world for whatever reason.

    And who knows… it might be for a very good reason.

  • Transform this decayed form… to MUMRA! The EVER-LIVING!!!

    As I prepare for tonight’s Jupiter rite (3 minutes and counting), I can’t get that Mumra thing out of my head.

    Without the “Evil” part, and without nearly as much maniacal laughter afterwards, that’s how I feel when I conjure up my HGA before doing the rites.

  • NYNY: Doing Something Nice… For Myself?

    Man…

    I look at the writing prompt for the New Year New You Experiment this week, and I’m all… whoa, WTF, Deb? Do something nice for ME?

    I can’t even think of anything that would be nice to do for myself…

    [pause to go re-read Deb’s Prompt]

    Ok, so I went back and re-read the list of things she suggests for pampering yourself, and I think I maybe might have possibly figured out what the problem is…

    I already do all that stuff, whenever I want to. 

    * A salted caramel hot cocoa from Starbucks at a bookstore where you look at French Vogue and pretend you’re part of GossipGirl

    I got a Caramel Frappuccino last time I went to Target and just sat and drank it there in the store, browsing through the blogs on my phone, enjoying that I’m awesome amongst the awesomest friends and co-Workers.


    * A bottle of Prosecco, bread, fruit, cheese and dried meats and your favorite book.

    Literally had a plate of jalapeno jack, peperoni, and the fancy crackers (not the Ritz, the ones in the box that only have a single row that they sell above the cheeses) just two nights ago.


    * An hour playing a video game you never have time for

    Bitch, please! I’ve always got an hour for video games! That’s how I stay sane! Dead Island is my current favorite, I just can’t seem to get into MW3, and Skyrim takes some commitment.


    * Going to a yoga class and then feel smug about the sundae you eat afterwards.

    Heh, I don’t go to yoga classes, but I DID buy myself a gallon of Rocky Road last time I was at the grocery store, and actually got a couple bowls before the kids murdered it.

    * Buying yourself a small luxury item just because (flowers, cashmere socks, a favorite magazine, a new lipstick).

    I bought myself a Sonic Screwdriver the week before Christmas, just because sonic screwdrivers are cool.

    * A car ride in the countryside with your favorite music playing

    I take the back roads home on the way home from work when I want that.


    * A long bath

    I prefer showers, the kind where you ever so slightly make it warmer a little at a time until you’re standing in almost pure hot water, right where you know if you go a little further you’ll end up all Two-Face:

    And I did that Monday, for like an hour.

    * A pedicure (it’s good for boys too, I assure you)

    For real, I gave myself one last night before reading her list of suggestions. My son had gotten my spouse one of those foot-callous remover things for Christmas, and I totally used it and trimmed my nails and rubbed my feet with balm.

    * A mini marathon of your favorite trashy telly show with your favorite indulgence (smoking, drinking, junk food, etc.)

    Spent a while last night watching Warehouse 13, Doctor Who (the Tom Baker episodes), and Torchwood on Netflix while eating a whole tub full of reheated roast beast with mashed potatoes and gravy.

    So… yeah, I don’t know if this counts or not.

  • On Visible Conjurations

    Fraters Ashen and Cecchetelli, two magicians who I respect highly as individuals and co-Workers in the divine sense, have recently posted their views regarding the visible appearance of spirits to magicians when performing grimoire magic. I do not disagree with any of their statements or conclusions, but I do have concerns about their emphasis on the visibility of spirits and the ability to clearly hear the spirits speak.

    Mr. Ashen has made it clear that he doesn’t believe your average guy walking down the street, peeking in through a window during a conjuration is going to see the spirits the magician sees during the rite. I’m pretty sure Mr. Cecchetelli would also agree that the things the magician “sees” during the ritual are not necessarily going to be seen by anyone else standing in the room with him.

    Mr. Ashen presents a cogent theory about why this happens. If you don’t have the framework to mentally process the presence of the spirit, you don’t see it. He gives the following example:

    An excellent story I heard from my
    anthropology class was about a researcher who went to investigate the
    powers of a shaman somewhere in the south Asian jungles. The shaman was
    curing an afflicted boy who’s disease was caused by a local demon the
    village people said. …. During the exorcism, the tribes folk all saw
    the demon fly out of the boy and break a limb of a tree with its body as
    it left. The anthropologist was present, felt strong winds arise and
    witnessed the breaking limb but could not see the demon…. A great case
    study as I recall, the researcher was amazed and quite disturbed but
    didn’t have the “aptitude” or mental language to see the spirit
    directly.. In the realm of hypnosis and mental/unconscious comprehension
    … You see this a lot.

    And this is why I’m concerned about the emphasis: if you don’t have the ‘aptitude’ or mental language to see the spirit directly, you will not see it.

    Most people simply do not have that aptitude when they begin practicing magic. Mr. Ashen talks about how his ability to “see” and “hear” the spirits grew over time. He didn’t start out seeing and hearing spirits clearly. Mr. Cecchetelli also talks about how he had been doing magic for a while before he began to see and hear the spirits. No one, not even Lisiewski believes the spirits are going to be visible to everyone during a
    conjuration. There’s too much evidence to the contrary in the grimoires
    themselves, and all through the historic source material of the
    grimoires, and in our personal experiences with the spirits. The spirits
    appear only to the magician conjuring them, or their scrying
    assistants.

    The ability to see and hear the spirits comes, in my experience, after you’ve started contacting the spirits. The more time you spend with them, the more you become like them. As you reclaim your divine heritage and come to terms with your role in existence, you get the senses you need to be able to interact with your spiritual co-creators in the hierarchy of spirits that manifest the World. The Great Work transforms you from a lump of mostly flesh and bone with some basic urges to survive and a curiosity about this whole “magic” business into a consciously aware Creator and Maintainer of your existence, the half-god, half-human fulcrum between the manifest and unmanifest realms who ascends to the heavens and returns in power to create their world.

    It’s a process. You develop the skills to see and hear the spirits over time.

    And until you do, you aren’t going to be able to see anything, or hear anything. That doesn’t mean your results aren’t real. If you set your expectations at the outset of your conjuration endeavors at visible appearance and audible voices, you’re going to fail. If you reject all your experiences that aren’t in line with this expectation, you’ll reject everything that happens that leads to the ability to see and hear the spirits.

    I’ve talked to people who have performed the very strict requirements of the Lemegeton’s Goetia, including the making of the lion skin belt, who have had visible and audible manifestations of the spirits. I’ve also talked to a few people who bought the lion skin and made the belt the way the grimoire says who experienced absolutely nothing. It’s not the belt that makes the magician.

    I’ve never made or used a lion skin belt. The system I use is based on the Art of Drawing Spirits into Crystals. I reduced the complexity to write up the Modern Angelic Grimoire and provide new magicians with everything they need to perform effective conjurations the same day they buy the book. I did so because it’s most important to me to get more people doing magic.

    When I perform conjurations, I use an even more modified adaptation of the Modern Angelic Grimoire. I use a cigar box that I’ve got wired up to light an LED after the current passes through a metal talisman placed across two electrodes poking up through The Box. The LED lights up my crystal ball, which rests on an bezel. The crystal ball sits in the center of the Table of Practice from the Modern Angelic Grimoire.

    I’m so far removed in my practice from the original Art of Drawing Spirits into Crystals that I doubt whoever wrote it originally would be able to discern that I based my practice on that manuscript.

    Yet I have used this method to conjure spirits across the spectrum of Hermetic spiritual hierarchies to visible and audible appearance. I have “actually witnessed the poundings on the wall,
    flashes of light, smells, moans, screams, voices, and visible appearance
    of a spirit,” as Mr. Ashen puts it, even though my methodology is vastly different from his. I’ve felt that divine bliss Mr. Ashen attempts* to describe towards the end of his post.

    But I will still tell my students that these phenomena do not matter, at least, at first. They are not required for successful magic, and poltergeist activity does not guarantee you’ll get the things you’re Working towards in your conjuration. What good is it to have a haunted house if you’re not getting any Work done?

    And I have yet to meet any magician who has experienced this stuff from the very beginning of their work, although I’ve met plenty of magicians who spent hundreds on lion skins and made their belts to specification who had as much to show for their efforts as someone who printed out a Table of Practice and a Lamen and used a coffee mug full of colored water to scry into.

    Yet I also understand why he says, “To me, its a cop out, I smile yet feel sorry for the new magicians who settle for these words.” 

    It does sell the whole experience short to say that this stuff “doesn’t matter” at all. It is important, nothing transforms your perspective on what we’re doing with magic quite like a visible and audible spirit manifesting in front of you. The idea that this stuff never happens, or should never be expected by the magician at best robs the student of the possibility of something cool, but at worst leaves them completely unprepared for when it actually happens. I personally believe that if you spend time conjuring spirits, sooner or later you will see and hear some weird shit. 

    And that’s awesome.

    If you want that kind of result, if you require that level of manifestation to overcome your doubts about the veracity of your practice, and these particular manifestations in your mind will serve to prove to your skeptical self that you really are experiencing the spirits and not just imagining things, then by all means, go for it. I would advise that you temper your expectations, and not take failure to see the visions or hear the voices right off the bat as a reason to give up. Keep at it, and sooner or later you will see enough to believe.

    And frankly, the closer I’ve gotten to the actual instructions in the grimoires, the more manifestations I’ve seen. Mr. Ashen made me an ebony wand to the specifications given in the Art of Drawing Spirits into Crystals, and when I use it, the air is filled with power from the moment I pick it up, and the visions of the spirits in the crystals come through with more clarity than when I do not. It’s like I don’t have to try as hard to see what they’re trying to show me.

    But to me, the proof of your magical effectiveness is not found in the visions or sounds you hear during a rite. The proof is in the transformation of your life, and the consistency of your results over time.

    * I say “attempts” only because it’s precisely the kind of experience that can’t be described accurately; Mr. Ashen does as good of a job at describing it as is humanly possible.

  • Cosmic Currents Flowing Toward Increase

    In other news, having passed the Winter Solstice, the days are getting longer. PLVS LVX, I said in the last post, More Light. That’s a good thing for those of us stuck in the cold bleak wintery regions of the planet*.

    Jupiter went Direct today, or it will sometime if it hasn’t yet. Months of retrograde are gone, and we can again tap into the current of his blessings and expansion and have it be without detriment. This is good.

    And the Moon is now Waxing. The time of the Unmanifest passing into the Manifest realms is upon us.

    In the darkest hours of the coldest season, the momentum of the world shifts, and slowly begins to flow in new directions.

    This Thursday, in other words, is a really good time to start doing some Jupiter Manifestation magics. Also, it’s a good time to start that whole “Getting in touch with your HGA consciously” thing.

    Do magic.

    Create your world.

    Like a boss.

    * This year, not so bad. Sunny and warm right up til Christmas, the worst part was just the rain. I can handle cold rain. Global Warming: Terrible catastrophe, may bring the END OF THE WORLD, but also may bring Texas like weather to Baltimore. Gotta look on the bright side of things, yo.

  • Happiest of Hermetic Holidays

    So I had a tearful Christmas night. I was listening to Oh Holy Night on the radio on the way home from looking at The Miracle on 34th Street here in Baltimore, and I started tearing up when it got to this part:

    Long lay the world in sin and error pining
    til he appeared
    and the soul felt its worth
    a thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
    for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
    Fall on your knees
    Oh Hear the Angel voices,
    Oh night divine
    Oh night when Christ was born.

    It was the “Hear, the Angel Voices” part at first. Because you know, I Work with them. They’re awesome. They celebrated the night Christ was born, the choirs of the heavens filled the sky with the music of the spheres.

    But the more I thought about it, the more the song made sense to me on a deeper level. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, til he appeared, and the soul felt its worth. It’s the night the Logos took flesh to come down to the material world and show mankind once and for all there is no separation between Mankind and Godkind, that we are family, all twinkling manifestations of Light in Extension, and the darkness of the world cannot ever change that, no matter what we do.

    I talk a lot about how the Enneads of Plotinus showed me how the point of the Neoplatonists was to reclaim the divine race of humanity, to discover its eternal value. That’s the song’s central theme. And I got it, that thrill of hope, and weary with the state of things in this world, I too rejoiced. Yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

    So we’ve made it through the darkest part of the year, and now the days will grow longer, and the Sun shall return to us again. Each day, there will be more light. PLVS LVX. More Light.

    I don’t know how you celebrated making it through the longest night this year. I do know a substantial number of you readers don’t celebrate the birth of Christ as the most awesomest thing evar, and I understand the many reasons for that.

    But however you celebrated this year, I hope it was beautiful.

    Now, get ready, because here comes the Sun.