Tag: RufusAstraCheck

Tag: RufusAstraCheck

  • In answer to the Star Wars Post at Strategic Sorcery…

    I had this image from somewhere on the ‘net, and I’ve been meaning to post about it, but didn’t have the context. Thanks to brother Inominandum’s Star Wars-themed post at Strategic Sorcery, I have an excuse!

    The piece is based on the OBEY art project’s nationally famous Obama poster. It’s pretty unrelated to magic, unless you understand the Gra’al quest is epitomized in Episodes 4-6, AND you equate that to the Great Work, AND you think that we are performing our own Gra’al Quest as we ritually conjure the experiences in life that result in the esoteric manifestations of the Alchemical Processes that create the Stone…

    Hey, it’s on topic after all, with very little stretching of the imagination. Thanks to Susanne and Stalking Hyena for the comments on the Animal Stone mentioned in the Ode to a Weasle post yesterday. That’s why I was back at the Alchemy Web Site and could fit it into today’s post.

  • Ode to a Weasle

    “Rosco P. Coltrane” was the name to you we gave,
    soon to be written in childe’s scrawl above your garden grave.
    “Pets die more oft’ than people do,” I told her as she cried,
    it didn’t help because to her more than a weasle died.
    A friend, a toy, a pet, a joy, the girl had lost too much.
    I held her as she sobbed and shook, and blubbered on, and such.

    I do not understand, I’m sure, the pleasure she had found
    in that smelly, creepy-looking thing that recently had drown’d.
    So my silence I shall keep on this, I will not bitch or moan
    or mention that we have a chance to make the Animal Stone.
    For now, Rosco, I bid adieu, and hope the childe can bear it,
    this grief your passing brought to us, so long you smelly ferret.

    (C) 2008, Rufus Opus

  • Ode to a Weasle

    “Rosco P. Coltrane” was the name to you we gave,
    soon to be written in childe’s scrawl above your garden grave.
    “Pets die more oft’ than people do,” I told her as she cried,
    it didn’t help because to her more than a weasle died.
    A friend, a toy, a pet, a joy, the girl had lost too much.
    I held her as she sobbed and shook, and blubbered on, and such.

    I do not understand, I’m sure, the pleasure she had found
    in that smelly, creepy-looking thing that recently had drown’d.
    So my silence I shall keep on this, I will not bitch or moan
    or mention that we have a chance to make the Animal Stone.
    For now, Rosco, I bid adieu, and hope the childe can bear it,
    this grief your passing brought to us, so long you smelly ferret.

    (C) 2008, Rufus Opus

  • Ode to a Weasle

    “Rosco P. Coltrane” was the name to you we gave,
    soon to be written in childe’s scrawl above your garden grave.
    “Pets die more oft’ than people do,” I told her as she cried,
    it didn’t help because to her more than a weasle died.
    A friend, a toy, a pet, a joy, the girl had lost too much.
    I held her as she sobbed and shook, and blubbered on, and such.

    I do not understand, I’m sure, the pleasure she had found
    in that smelly, creepy-looking thing that recently had drown’d.
    So my silence I shall keep on this, I will not bitch or moan
    or mention that we have a chance to make the Animal Stone.
    For now, Rosco, I bid adieu, and hope the childe can bear it,
    this grief your passing brought to us, so long you smelly ferret.

    (C) 2008, Rufus Opus

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  • Tonight’s Work

    First, before I forget, the Geomantic Tumblers have been right on so far. They said my daughter would get a B, and she got a B+ on that math test.

    Ok, back to tonight’s Work. I just spent a long time making something really … primitive. But I likes it.

    In the hour of Mercury, on the day of Mercury, I conjured Raphael, Archangel of Mercury to help me with this work. I was trying to make a simple round talisman to the Archangel to use with my Box, but then I got an inspiration. I looked over and saw the huge plaster brick I’d made for the Pentagonal Seal of Solomon, the project that had failed miserably, and thought about how easy it would be to carve using a grinding bit on my dremel tool.

    So I carved out a rough figure of the symbol of Mercury, and melted up some pewter, some silver, and a dash of more tin. The mixture of metals, per Aaron Leitch, makes it a mercurial metal when it solidifies. The pewter came from my daughter, who had broken a cheaply soldered fairy’s wings right off. I tried to fix it, but I failed, and she said I could have it. I told her what I wanted to do with it, and she said “Cool.” That works for me. I just realized it was an Arial spirit that it had been molded into, and Mercury is associated with the element of Air. “Cool.”

    I melted the metals, and poured them into the rough mold, cleaned up the edges as best as I could, and engraved it with the name Raphael, RPAL in Celestial Script, the Archangel seal of Mercury from the Magical Calendar, and the Sigil of the Planet Mercury, also from the Magical Calendar. Some parts are prettier than others.

    Now, I’ve said before that “ugly works.” It’s a good thing. This isn’t fine art, by any means. It shows two things about me. One, I’m an amateur metallurgist. Two, I don’t let that stop me; my passion for communing with the spirits far outweighs any worries I have about how I look while doing so. It’s the communion that counts.

    Now I wanted to test it out on my Box, but it’s now the hour of the Moon. No time, no time. It took far longer than anticipated. The next Mercury hour isn’t until 4:08 AM my time, and man, that’s frickin’ early. Or late. I don’t think I’ll be using it this week, unless … Well, I’ll check Trithemius and see what he says.

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  • Why do we vote on Tuesdays?

    Because it’s War!

    Voting is a Martial act. A revolutionary act. Every Vote we make as an American (or other) citizen is a declaration of War on tyranny. Regardless of the candidate elected, democracy wins against authoritarian regimes, monarchies, despotism, fascism, communism, oligarchies, and dictatorships.

    You can see it at the voting booths. Doubt about the outcome, desire to be on the winning team, consternation about the lack of decent choices, hope that whatever happens, they’ll be alright…

    It’s not the same as facing bullets, but the war rages on.

    Now, what about other countries? What day do they vote on, and what does that tell us about how they perceive voting? Is it just America that has a Martial attitude about everything governmental? Are there any countries that vote on Fridays?

  • Why do we vote on Tuesdays?

    Because it’s War!

    Voting is a Martial act. A revolutionary act. Every Vote we make as an American (or other) citizen is a declaration of War on tyranny. Regardless of the candidate elected, democracy wins against authoritarian regimes, monarchies, despotism, fascism, communism, oligarchies, and dictatorships.

    You can see it at the voting booths. Doubt about the outcome, desire to be on the winning team, consternation about the lack of decent choices, hope that whatever happens, they’ll be alright…

    It’s not the same as facing bullets, but the war rages on.

    Now, what about other countries? What day do they vote on, and what does that tell us about how they perceive voting? Is it just America that has a Martial attitude about everything governmental? Are there any countries that vote on Fridays?

  • Why do we vote on Tuesdays?

    Because it’s War!

    Voting is a Martial act. A revolutionary act. Every Vote we make as an American (or other) citizen is a declaration of War on tyranny. Regardless of the candidate elected, democracy wins against authoritarian regimes, monarchies, despotism, fascism, communism, oligarchies, and dictatorships.

    You can see it at the voting booths. Doubt about the outcome, desire to be on the winning team, consternation about the lack of decent choices, hope that whatever happens, they’ll be alright…

    It’s not the same as facing bullets, but the war rages on.

    Now, what about other countries? What day do they vote on, and what does that tell us about how they perceive voting? Is it just America that has a Martial attitude about everything governmental? Are there any countries that vote on Fridays?