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  • Enochian Magic(k)

    When we heard DuQuette’s Enochian Vision Magick was out, Fr. POS and I decided to work on it at the same time, so we could compare notes. He and his gal have done some neat work on the Tablet of Nalvage. I mean, really neat. The letters are all carved by hand. Look at them. That’s really good work.

    So now I have to catch up. I got started on the Ring of of Solomon yesterday. Soror Gal gave me some pointers on how she made her rings out of Sculpey. I followed most of her advice, but I made my ring in two parts, and then when it was finished baking, I filed one side down of the ring part until it was flat. After gold-leafing it (and gluing the ring part back together where it broke because I was using “Ultra Light” Sculpey), I glued the square to the ring using wood glue.

    It’s not the most sturdy thing, but it will do until the paychecks start rolling in and I can buy some real equipment for making magical talismans out of the proper ingredients. I may not be Wade Coleman, or at least not for a while, but I’ll be getting the stuff to do the work he does. Maybe “Ugly Works” won’t have to be my motto for much longer.

    Anyway, I’ve got two pounds of beeswax and a nine-inch pie pan. I’m going to see how thick one pound is, and I hope I’ll have enough for both the Tablet of Nalvage and the Sigilum Dei Aemyth (SDA). Or however you spell it. I’m thinking of making the Tablet of Nalvage smaller if necessary. Nine inches of wax is cool for the SDA, but I’m only making a 12″X12″ table, I hope.

    While I really love DuQuette’s book, I’d rather use an SDA from an older manuscript. They’re much easier to draw. I don’t think Fr. POS would let me get away with that though. It would throw off our ability to compare notes as we go along.

    One nice thing about doing Work with other magicians is that you are kept to a particular standard. He and Soror Gal have set the standard pretty high with their meticulous recreation of the Tablet of Nalvage. I don’t want to learn the Enochian Alphabet. It’s graceful, and I can barely print legibly. But I will, for the sake of SCIENCE!!! Or at least for the sake of having something comparable to their excellent work.

  • The Pact

    To aid in not forsaking the vow, Brother Inominandum and I have decided to make a magical pact to lose 60 pound each by the end of the year.

    I feel sorry for him, personally. I’m going to win. (Not that it’s a contest…) I just bought a dog, and walking her will have me losing about 20 pounds in a month. Add to that the fact that he’s having twins and SOMEONE’s going to have to eat with his wife…

    Let’s just say he’s going to have it harder than I am.

    As of today I weigh 238 pounds. So come Dec. 31, I need to weigh at least 178,  although the ideal weight for me is 165 unless I work out.

    So we’re both going to use magic to get this done in addition to your normal stuff. Me I don’t diet. I hate diets, I’m no good at them. I can do portion control though, that’s not too hard. And exercise, I can play guitar hero on my playstation while I ride the exercise bike, so that’s like a no-brainer. I need another copy of Guitar Hero II though, the kids ate the last copy I had. (Actually, I think my old PS2 ate it. I’ve seen odd scratches on the disks that look like my PS2 itself is etching something into the disks.)

    So anyway, my plan is to work with Enochian Angels of the Fire tablet. Mostly just to get me more active and exercisey. I don’t want them to get rid of the weight for me, I want them to get me to get rid of the weight. Maintaining Exercise is the hardes part for me. My Taurean nature is earthy and I really like to sit. In a hole. In the Ground. A Lot.

    Mostly I need to get things in balance. So I’ll be asking my HGA before conjruing up fire Angels on a whim. I wouldn’t want to have them decide to take my lovely office with its wifi internet connection away to make me want to do something.

  • To god and His Spirits, I give thanks

    Goetic Magic rocks.

    Yesterday I got the final confirmation (a formality, really) that I will be starting a new job on Monday making a huge butt-load of cash. I’ve broken six figures now. So, thanks to Bune, thanks to my HGA, and thanks to God for revealing the path to financial well-being in spite of the economic down-turn.

    And Och has kept me in cash since I’ve engraved that seal on my ring. Like literally, my wallet hasnt been empty since engraving the seal. Partially because I don’t spend it all at once.

    So, yeah, money magic. Give a donation here, carve a seal on a gold band there, and burn candles to a Goetic spirit on occassion. And be patient. I was freakin’ out for a while there, but it didn’t help.

    Once again, I have found that you burn a candle to Bune and you get what you’re looking for within a couple of weeks. Maybe having the spirit pot for him to hang out in helps, I dunno. Whatever. I’m doing pretty well. Thanks.

  • Happy Halloween!

    Here’s the actual Post. Those who subscribe to my blog got the title in an RSS feed with no post because I hit Enter after typing the title instead of Tab. Blogger happily published the post. Title. I hadn’t even started writing yet. Sorry.

    Now, for today’s post:

    Hopefully you finished yesterday’s exercise. If not, do so before performing any of the following operations. It doesn’t replace K&CHGA, but it at least prepares you for what’s coming.

    This being Halloween, the day of the year when the veil between the worlds is thinnest, it’s a great day for Necromancy.

    I’m going to be conjuring Bune to make spirits appear on their sepulchres. I have a favorite graveyard where I’d like to perform the rite, but it’s out in the country, way the hell away from here. I’ll likely settle on building an astral image of a spooky old graveyard and performing most of the communications with him there… Although, it might be fun to have a spirit pop up on Poe’s grave while they’re doing Pennies for Poe here in Baltimore. Hmmmmmm….

    No, no, I’ll keep it serious.

    Ok, so here’s the deal:

    In the Lemegeton’s Goetia, you’re given the seals, circles, pentagrams, hexagrams, etc. that you need to perform the conjuration. The bad news is, you won’t have time to make them if you don’t have them. The good news is that you won’t be needing them to conjure Bune.

    Instead, you’ll need to perform the exercise from yesterday. When you’re done, read the descriptions of Bune from the Lemegeton’s Goetia AND from the Pseudomonarchia. Meditate on it for a while, imagine how he might look as described in the grimoire. Next, draw out Bune’s Seal.

    When you’re done, go back and read his description again. Draw the seal a couple more times. This time intone and vibrate his Name as you’re drawing it. When you’ve got it down nicely (it took me a couple of tries to figure out how to draw it properly proportioned), get a fresh, clean, never-used piece of paper, and draw it again. Write his name above it, intoning and vibrating it.

    On the opposite side, draw out the Pentagonal Seal of Solomon. Again, vibrate and intone the words as you write them in the corners of the pentagon, and as you draw the little seals. I start with “Abdia” and work around, then finish with “Soluzen” in the center. The last thing I do is write the Te-Tra-Gram-Ma-Ton around the Pentacle. I’ve speculated in the past that every time you see “Tetragramaton” in a ritual or on a seal, you should replace it with the actual “IHVH.” This isn’t possible for the Pentagonal Figure of Solomon. You need the Four-Lettered Name represented in Five syllables. It’s an important key to the system, this Four-in-Five (imho). You might be able to use YHShVH as effectively, but I’ve never tried it.

    Thread this paper and wear it as a lamen, with Bune’s seal facing your chest and the Pentagonal Figure facing outwards. I thought this was weird at first, but it works well, and you don’t really internalize the spirit, not any more than you do any other spirit when you conjure it. Having performed the exercise from yesterday, your sphere’s vibration will be humming along nicely, and the more materialistic vibe of Bune’s sphere won’t bring you down too much.

    Finally, use the Oration from the Pseudomonarchia to conjure Bune. Go on, go read it. I’ll wait. Hmmm, hmm-hmm-hmmmm. Ok done? Back already? Too Christian for ya? (Picture Fr. R.O. laughing his ass off.)

    Ok, for serious, it’s almost too Christian for me. I get serious chills reading it. It’s like Lon Milo DuQuette’s chanting ceremony in Enochian Vision Magic, a long series of prayer and God Names, but with a lot more begging God to grant you the authority to conjure the Spirit. I’ve only ever said it all the way through aloud once, Vibrating and intoning the God names as I went along, and man, by the time I was finished, the air was humming with power.

    The trouble is, I don’t agree with the doctrine it represents in the slightest. I think the parts where it says the spirits were “cast down” or “thrown out of heaven” are misrepresentations entirely. The Divine Pymander explains that the “Evil Daimon” is sent to the impious to lead them into temptation and distraction from God to punish them for forgetting their source by making them slaves to their possessions. (In writing, that’s called a run-on paraphrase, I think). Point is, the spirits are here, within the terrestrial realm like we are. The “Fall” is simply a reference to gaining more spiritual density as they approached the sphere of the Earth.

    Instead of going through all that, I suggest you perform yesterday’s exercise, draw the seal and the Pentagonal Figure as noted above, and then close your eyes and imagine yourself in a very detailed graveyard, standing within a circle containing the names and symbols from the exercise. Picture yourself standing before the grave of the person you want to speak with. See their name engraved upon the stone in your mind’s eye. See the inscription of the date of birth and death, if you have that information, or simply know you are standing before the grave of the person you seek to contact.

    Say something along the lines of the following:

    “Bune, thou spirit of the Lemegeton and the Pseudomonarchia, I [your name/motto here] conjure you to this land of the Dead by the most holy names inscribed within this circle. Come now from whatever part of the earth, under the earth, or upon whatever wind you ride to appear before me now. I conjure you here by the name Adonay, and by Hagios, O Theos, Iscyros, Athanatos; Paracletus, Alpha and Omega, and by these three secret names: Agla, On, Tetragrammaton, that you at once fulfill what I desire.”(1)

    In your mind’s eye, you should see him appear. If he doesn’t, then picture his seal (good thing you drew it so many times) beaming out from the lamen around your neck (you are picturing yourself wearing it, yes?). See the seal projected between yourself and the grave of the person you are seeking to communicate with. Vibrate and intone (or SING! – that’s for Mike) his Name, and as you do, see his Name form in flaming letters around his Seal. Really pump the Seal full of the power that resonates with his Name. Then repeat the conjuration, picturing the Seal transforming into Bune.

    I don’t think you’ll need that much, frankly. When I conjured him into the Spirit Pot, I just said, “Bune, are you here?” and heard a solid “Yes” in response, a thought that originated from outside my head, sort of from behind my ears on both sides. Like he communicates through the hippocampus part of the brain.

    When he’s present, say something along the lines of:

    “Bune, I have conjured you here to cause the spirit of [person’s name] to appear before me upon their sepulchre (that’s a grave). Will you do this for me now?”

    Bune will likely say he will, because he likes to do that kind of thing.

    Let him sort of fade into the background scenery, and look up on top of the sepulchre you’ve imagined. I see a little candle flame that grows in brightness, hovering above the stone. When it’s finished growing to whatever size it grows to, begin speaking to the spirit. “Are you [name]?” is a good place to start. If you’re a Christian, have it say “Jesus is Lord” to affirm it is who it says it is. Thelemites have success making the spirits say something out of the Book of the Law; Jews may have success having it swear by Tetragrammaton that it is who it claims to be. You can try banishing pentagrams, but I think they’re hokey, and you’d likely banish the spirit. Invoking pentagrams seems like a really seriously bad idea when working with the Spirits. I’m not GD, so I dunno what to tell you if that’s your thing.

    Assuming it passes the test, begin to talk to it about whatever it is you’ve conjured it for. Ask where that will was stashed, or who your real father was, you bastard.(2) Ask what he meant when he wrote that confusing chapter in the Three Books of Occult Philosophy, if you’re conjuring Agrippa. Ask who shot him if it’s JFK. Ask whatever you want to know, about the after life, the present, the future, whatever you think this spirit would be able to answer knowledgeably. I wouldn’t ask Marie Antoinette the finer points of calculus, but I might ask Poe to recite some of his more recent poetry, or ask Einstein what he thinks of Hawking’s theories about black holes. Not that I’d understand it very well, but still.

    When you’re finished, thank the Spirit for their time, and bid them to go in Peace. Thank Bune for his help, and bid him go in peace, bringing no harm to any you know or love, and remind him I still need that $7 million.(3)

    After you’ve done all this, take some time to ground yourself out. Perform that exercise again, to cleanse any death-vibes from your sphere that might be hanging around. Place the lamen somewhere and light a votive or tea light candle as a gesture of thanks to Bune. Take a bath. Brush your teeth. Play with your hematite, iron pyrite, steel blade, jet, obsidion, or amethyst. Roll them around between the palms of your hands, extending your awareness into them, picturing yourelf floating in the center of whatever stone you have.(4)

    Then come back and post your experiences in the comments below, or send me an email. If I include this post as a chapter in a book that ever gets published, I’ll throw your experiences in the “Anecdotes” appendix, with permission, of course.

    (1) Adapted from the Heptameron, see Joe Peterson’s notes on the Oration and Conjuration sections of the Lemegeton’s Goetia. Really, you should be familiar with how the orations go anyway.
    (2) Just Kiddin’! I’m sure you’re not a bastard. Not that there’s anything wrong with that if you are (you bastard)
    (3) Ibid. If you mention me during this rite, I’ll personally hex you so bad you’ll be dead by dawn. Then I’ll eat your soul.
    (4) If you’re using a steel blade, don’t roll it between your palms; that would be stupid. As in all magical rites, DON’T BE STUPID.

  • To god and His Spirits, I give thanks

    Goetic Magic rocks.

    Yesterday I got the final confirmation (a formality, really) that I will be starting a new job on Monday making a huge butt-load of cash. I’ve broken six figures now. So, thanks to Bune, thanks to my HGA, and thanks to God for revealing the path to financial well-being in spite of the economic down-turn.

    And Och has kept me in cash since I’ve engraved that seal on my ring. Like literally, my wallet hasnt been empty since engraving the seal. Partially because I don’t spend it all at once.

    So, yeah, money magic. Give a donation here, carve a seal on a gold band there, and burn candles to a Goetic spirit on occassion. And be patient. I was freakin’ out for a while there, but it didn’t help.

    Once again, I have found that you burn a candle to Bune and you get what you’re looking for within a couple of weeks. Maybe having the spirit pot for him to hang out in helps, I dunno. Whatever. I’m doing pretty well. Thanks.

  • A Conjuror without HGA

    Ever wonder what a person attempting to call a sub-lunar spirit (like from the Goetia) should feel like if they haven’t done the extremely easy and basic work of getting in touch with their HGA?

  • Why is a Christian helping a Pagan anyway?

    Couple people have asked, so I’ll tell you.

    Joe doesn’t tell you what you have to believe. He just helps. Like Mother Theresa.

    Joe’s been treated badly by Christians, personally. So have most Pagans. That’s bullshit. Jesus wasn’t like that. I want to remind Pagans of the message of Christ, that God loves you no matter what. No matter what.The Bible says God revealed himself to Pagans through their poetry and their philosophy (Acts 17:22-28). The Bible says Melchizedek was the forerunner of Jesus Christ, and guess what folks, Melchizedek wasn’t Hebrew, didn’t worship JHVH, and never heard of Jesus. He just worshipped “The Most High God” (Hebrews 7). It also says Christianity is for Christians and that only God (the holy spirit) can convert anyone. Our job is to love our neighbors as ourselves. That’s it.

    So in part, I’m trying to make up for my ignorant brothers. (Paul calls a lot of people “ignorant brothers” in the Bible. They’ve been around as long as Christ.)

    Also, Jesus said that when you visit people in prison, you’re visiting him. I don’t do that. I don’t have time, or even the inclination. But I have money, thanks to God’s revelations about working with Goetic spirits throughout my life. That’s something I can send out.

    Another thing is compassion. I am an asshole, as many of my readers know. I don’t like people in general. As individuals, most people are alright, and have some redeeming qualities. As a whole, we’re an evil lot. I think prisoners are mostly there for good reason, and probably deserve worse. But I’ve been in jail a couple times. It sucks. I deserved it, and probably worse. I had a mommy and daddy to bail me out. They knew me better than the judge or cops did. They knew more about me than just the crimes I had committed. They saw past the criminal to the human underneath.

    The key to the Great Work is found in “Knowing yourself.” As a result, we tend to spend a lot of time being pretty self-centered. But the thing about the Great Work is that what we learn about ourselves is applicable to other humans too. It’s a Solar understanding, or was for me. Some folks get it at Venus.

    Regardless of where we learn it, we learn to see past the crime to the man who committed it, just as we learn to see past the our focus on Growth and Diminishment, the Devices of Evil, the Guiles of Desires, Domineering Arrogance, Daring and Rashness of Audacity, Striving for Wealth by evil means, and the Ensnaring Falsehoods of the realms of form as we ascend through the Spheres and Work with the Celestial Intelligences. I’ll go into detail about those in the future,they’re from the Divine Pymander, sections 24-26 if you’re curious.

    But the point is, as we perform the Great Work, ascending and descending in power as outlined in the Emerald Tablet, it’s supposed to change us. It changes me. I don’t just see criminals who deserve their punishment, I see myself and all the times I fucked up. I see in Joe all the people, my mommy and daddy, my kids, my online friends and father-in-law, all the folks who are there for me in spite of my bullshit, who give and help and guide and teach and show the way when I’m lost and miserable.

    Does it matter that he’s a pagan? No, it doesn’t. He’s someone I was lucky to meet through Fr. Bonehead’s friendship. Since I know him, and I know he’s doing something worthwhile, I’ll spend some money on that. It’s no big deal, really. I give to other charities too. Cops who get shot, Firemen who get burned, Vets missing limbs, Breast Cancer (the boobies you save may be the ones you love!),  and my Mom’s fundy Christian ministry that focuses on getting abused women from Islamic countries to America where they can’t have their noses cut off for burning dinner. Sure, they preach the love of Christ a lot as they’re helping these women, but honestly, that’s not so bad. A loving God is what they need to know about most, imho; Mom’s got her issues, but she knows how to teach about the Love of God.

    I hope it’s coming across clearly. It’s a mixture of love, respect, thanksgiving, compassion, and a degree or two of guilt. Joe doesn’t guilt anyone. He was born and raised pagan, and he doesn’t use the kind of Christian guilt tactics that I used in my previous post. That’s great for him, but I’m not above motivating people to give out of guilt for being an asshole. Even a shitty thing like guilt can be turned around and used for good. That’s the main lesson of the Great Work anyway. Turn the shit into something useful.

  • Why is a Christian helping a Pagan anyway?

    Couple people have asked, so I’ll tell you.

    Joe doesn’t tell you what you have to believe. He just helps. Like Mother Theresa.

    Joe’s been treated badly by Christians, personally. So have most Pagans. That’s bullshit. Jesus wasn’t like that. I want to remind Pagans of the message of Christ, that God loves you no matter what. No matter what.The Bible says God revealed himself to Pagans through their poetry and their philosophy (Acts 17:22-28). The Bible says Melchizedek was the forerunner of Jesus Christ, and guess what folks, Melchizedek wasn’t Hebrew, didn’t worship JHVH, and never heard of Jesus. He just worshipped “The Most High God” (Hebrews 7). It also says Christianity is for Christians and that only God (the holy spirit) can convert anyone. Our job is to love our neighbors as ourselves. That’s it.

    So in part, I’m trying to make up for my ignorant brothers. (Paul calls a lot of people “ignorant brothers” in the Bible. They’ve been around as long as Christ.)

    Also, Jesus said that when you visit people in prison, you’re visiting him. I don’t do that. I don’t have time, or even the inclination. But I have money, thanks to God’s revelations about working with Goetic spirits throughout my life. That’s something I can send out.

    Another thing is compassion. I am an asshole, as many of my readers know. I don’t like people in general. As individuals, most people are alright, and have some redeeming qualities. As a whole, we’re an evil lot. I think prisoners are mostly there for good reason, and probably deserve worse. But I’ve been in jail a couple times. It sucks. I deserved it, and probably worse. I had a mommy and daddy to bail me out. They knew me better than the judge or cops did. They knew more about me than just the crimes I had committed. They saw past the criminal to the human underneath.

    The key to the Great Work is found in “Knowing yourself.” As a result, we tend to spend a lot of time being pretty self-centered. But the thing about the Great Work is that what we learn about ourselves is applicable to other humans too. It’s a Solar understanding, or was for me. Some folks get it at Venus.

    Regardless of where we learn it, we learn to see past the crime to the man who committed it, just as we learn to see past the our focus on Growth and Diminishment, the Devices of Evil, the Guiles of Desires, Domineering Arrogance, Daring and Rashness of Audacity, Striving for Wealth by evil means, and the Ensnaring Falsehoods of the realms of form as we ascend through the Spheres and Work with the Celestial Intelligences. I’ll go into detail about those in the future,they’re from the Divine Pymander, sections 24-26 if you’re curious.

    But the point is, as we perform the Great Work, ascending and descending in power as outlined in the Emerald Tablet, it’s supposed to change us. It changes me. I don’t just see criminals who deserve their punishment, I see myself and all the times I fucked up. I see in Joe all the people, my mommy and daddy, my kids, my online friends and father-in-law, all the folks who are there for me in spite of my bullshit, who give and help and guide and teach and show the way when I’m lost and miserable.

    Does it matter that he’s a pagan? No, it doesn’t. He’s someone I was lucky to meet through Fr. Bonehead’s friendship. Since I know him, and I know he’s doing something worthwhile, I’ll spend some money on that. It’s no big deal, really. I give to other charities too. Cops who get shot, Firemen who get burned, Vets missing limbs, Breast Cancer (the boobies you save may be the ones you love!),  and my Mom’s fundy Christian ministry that focuses on getting abused women from Islamic countries to America where they can’t have their noses cut off for burning dinner. Sure, they preach the love of Christ a lot as they’re helping these women, but honestly, that’s not so bad. A loving God is what they need to know about most, imho; Mom’s got her issues, but she knows how to teach about the Love of God.

    I hope it’s coming across clearly. It’s a mixture of love, respect, thanksgiving, compassion, and a degree or two of guilt. Joe doesn’t guilt anyone. He was born and raised pagan, and he doesn’t use the kind of Christian guilt tactics that I used in my previous post. That’s great for him, but I’m not above motivating people to give out of guilt for being an asshole. Even a shitty thing like guilt can be turned around and used for good. That’s the main lesson of the Great Work anyway. Turn the shit into something useful.

  • Some lame-ass bullsh**

    For serious. Joe thanked me on his blog. I sent him less than 3% of what I make in a week, and he’s the one that has to go to prison to help people.

    I don’t care what you people believe, whether you’re Christian, Pagan, Atheist, or Buddhist. You’re a human, and so are they. Help. Contact Joe to get info on helping his prison ministry a bit. Do something for someone else.

    Joe says I gave him the most he’s gotten from outside the ministry.
    That’s some sorry-ass bullshit. Take a buck or five out and mail it to Joe.

    This is like the most basic money magic on the planet. You want to make some quick money? Give a little away to a good cause. It ain’t rocket science. You plant a seed, it grows the fruit it came from. The basic formula of magic, take a symbol and do something symbolic with it. Fuckin’ shit, man. Give some money away, and wow, it comes right back to you with interest.

    I get a couple hundred people a day through here. Most of you are rich Americans. (No, not me, you say. I’ve got car payments, or tuition, or books to buy. Bullshit, you’ve got more money in your COUCH than some of the folks that email me from Brazil. Hell, you have a couch!)

    Each of you take a sec and go through your change cup. You’ve got enough in your car to make a donation that would get those prisoners a smoke, a book, or something that reminds them that they are human and that there are other humans who give a shit about them just because they’re human. You don’t have to pay for everything Joe does alone. Send a little. Someone else will send a little too. But if you send NOTHING, you’re an asshole. A cheap asshole. You spent more on your wand/crystal ball/latest Llewellyn Book than you’ve given to charity this year.

    So many of you are so thrilled that you helped get a black man elected, oh yay for you; you voted. You want to talk HOPE? In prison, the hope is that you get out with your ass in tact, with as many teeth as you came in with, and hell, alive would be nice. 

    Think about being a pagan in prison, where murderers with one tooth and nazi tattoos are the only people who’ve heard of FUTHARK, and you really don’t want to talk to them about the Goddess, because it gives them a bulge in their pants. Think about a Wiccan priest coming to visit you in that hell, to talk, to teach, to listen, to give you care packages, to bring books on your faith. THINK about it. Use those visualization skills you’ve honed saying “AGLAH” a thousand times while drawing invisible blue pentagrams. Do something useful with it. Put yourself in another’s shoes for a sec.

    Picture it.

    And then GIVE JOE SOME MONEY. Hell, he takes donations online at this site:

    http://veritaswicca.com/CarcerVia.html

    You can get the address by dropping him a line at that link, and you can mail him some money if you don’t have a credit card. Take six quarters and an envelope to the grocery store, buy a stamp and get the cashier to give you a dollar for the quarters. Send him a buck and a note telling him your sorry for not helping more, because you damned well should.

    And Christians: He’s doing what Jesus told YOU (and me) to do. We ain’t doing it. Least we can do is support him.

  • On Geomancy

    You may remember the Geomantic Tumblers I recently purchased from Witchdoctor Joe (lord don’t let the check bounce [Edit: too late. Sending cash.]). I’ve been using them as single-roll indicators. Ask a question, roll, check the meaning, and go with that as an answer. It has worked well enough (100% accuracy on things I can prove), but it’s not that different from flipping a coin.

    The other day, talking to Fr. S.L., a brilliant man, prone to long monologues on political topics, but otherwise a decent fellow (for a liberal), the subject of the geomantic tumblers came up. He said I needed to make four rolls, get the Mothers, then get from them the neices and nephews and uncles and step-cousines twice removed… I didn’t know what he was talking about, if you can’t tell.

    It seems there’s an actual divination method associated with Geomancy that I had no idea about! Checking Joe’s instructions, I found that I was supposed to be looking for more details on geomancy from certain sources. Ignoring my arcane Googlemancy techniques, I decided to simply go to the web sites Joe suggested.

    From one of them, I think it was Greer’s site, I found a link that generates all the family members you need to do a reading (like Agrippa details in his On Geomancy book) based on the values of the four mothers you put into the program. You throw the tumblers four times while thinking of the question, recording the results of each throw. Put the values of each row into the sixteen blanks, and click “Generate Points” and wha bam! Instant results, witnesses and Judge included!

    So, having learned this technique for getting more detailed readings, I have already employed it to my advantage. Asking questions about various topics covered lately, I found the Arbatel spirits are Celestial and Terrestrial combined, a bit of both; I found that today’s job searches can generate new work in the price range I’m looking for, but it depends on meeting with the right people. (I did some Mercury Work with the Box to ensure I met the right people.)

    Anyway, it’s a nifty addition to this magician’s tool kit, and I can’t thank Joe enough. Buy lots from him.