Tag: RufusAstraCheck

Tag: RufusAstraCheck

  • Daimon Traps

    Ok, so one of my clients asked me what to do with the Evil Daimon name that you can generate from your natal chart using a table of pretty simple correspondences. I explained to her that the only thing I do with mine is bind him in lead to keep him from making my life much worse than it already is. It also keeps those who know when and where I was born from being able to use it to work mischief against me. She asked me to encase hers in lead for her, and for low low rates, I quickly agreed.

    It was not easy. Back in the day, I used a log to make a little Genius altar kind of thing. I made a place of reverence for the Genius, and I hollowed out the base a bit and sealed my Evil Daimon in lead in there. It wasn’t that difficult, I put down a layer of lead, tossed in the name of the spirit engraved in steel, and then put down more lead. The steel tried to float to the surface, but I was able to take care of that.

    For the client, I thought I’d just encase the steel with her evil daimon name engraved in it in some lead. Damn near impossible, man. I had it totally encased once, and when I went to engrave the seal of Cassiel over it, a chunk of lead went flying and revealed the name of the spirit a bit. Just enough to leave it a toe hold in her life.

    So I went back to what worked for me. I took some old wooden disks I have lying around the garage and glued five of them together into a cylinder and clamped it together. They’re a couple inches wide or so, and maybe an eighth or a quarter of an inch thick. More toward an eighth, I suspect.

    Ignore the mess. Seen here: Disks, clamp, glue, and the
    solder iron stand that I use for the wood burning.
    And some other stuff.

    When the glue dried, I hollowed out a space big enough for the piece of steel with the evil daimon’s name engraved in it, and then I melted some lead into the crevice, filling it about half way. Then I put in the spirit name, and covered it in more melted lead. It tried to float up to the surface, but I was ready for it this time, and held it under the molten lead with a thin metal wire, and yeah, it got hot, but not that hot.

    I made another one to demonstrate the hollowing technique.
    This was after I woodburned the client’s, seen on the left.
    The Big fishing weight is my lead source. And it really is lead, I checked.
    These days they sell tin ones, so you have to be careful.

    When it had sealed up, I took the metal wire out, and hit the whole thing with the blowtorch, just enough to melt the surface, filling in the hole left by the wire. Then I melted more lead over that, and when it cooled, engraved the seal of Cassiel over it, in a Saturn hour on a Saturday after conjuring him for his assistance in the matter.

    Man’s best friend.

    When it cooled, I glued another disk over the lead, and woodburned in the Secret Seal of Solomon from the Lemegeton’s Goetia, this time under the auspices of Mars and Saturn combined.

    First I drew out the Secret Seal in pencil. I can’t free-hand
    woodburn it in from memory, I’m not that good.

    Oh, did I mention I bound the evil daimon to the steel using Mars in the first place? Should have mentioned that. I carefully conjured the evil daimon into the steel piece bearing its name AFTER I conjured my HGA and Kammael of Mars, and bullied it into the metal where it didn’t really like to be at all. I needed some help to get it to stay there from Kammael. Oh, and when it wasn’t in lead in wood for a couple days, I kept it in a Triangle of Art where it couldn’t bother anyone.

    Here it is woodburned, before the stain.

    When all was said and done, I stained it a nice dark color and let that dry, and then followed up with some clear poly to give it a thick rich gleaming coat. Well, I tired, but the stuff I had was the weak sauce. It sealed the thing, but it didn’t give it the luster I was hoping for. It still turned out beautiful, in my opinion, but see for yourself:

    Finished Spirit Trap

    The client was very pleased, even though it took a month to get to her.

    If you’re interested, the steps are all here, and it’s not that hard, except getting the Genius/Evil Daimon names, and Quaero Lux had an online name generator somewhere that made it pretty easy, if you’ve got some astrological skillz. It took an hour or two of actual work, and a few days of waiting for the glue to dry, and the stain to dry, and the poly to dry.

    If you want me to do it for you, I’ll do it for $125. You must be able to provide your full birth details though, where you were born, what time you were born, and the date you were born. I have to have all three. I tried to rectify a chart once for a client, and failed utterly and miserably. That was one of the very few times I refunded a client their money too, I failed so bad. So if you don’t have the info, don’t ask for one, I’m serious.

    [Edit 02/21/2012: I’m not making these for people anymore.]
    And honestly, do it yourself if you can. It takes some know how and some initiation, but mostly it takes the willingness to try.

    This technique works for just about any kind of spirit that’s bothering you, too, not just the natal Evil Daimon. It seals them off from affecting you in your kingdom. Don’t go thinking you can trap YHVH with something like this, it doesn’t work that way, but it does work to keep them out of your business.

  • Draft Blogger

    Hey fellow Blogger bloggers, have you seen the new draft.blogger.com site? I’m loving it.

  • Spirit Pots

    Ok, I’m having a total shit day here at work. I’m totally feeling Martial and want to kick some ass, but it’s just not an option. I haven’t had time to answer emails or blog or anything lately. Kingdom management is a pain in the ass. I need a break.

    So fuck that presentation for a bit. I’m blogging.

    Today, Dhr. Balthazar wrote a post about working with the dead, and he mentioned the following:

    my warning was mainly directed to those wishing to create spirit pots, spirit dolls, bundles and so forth for the dead. This is a somewhat more nuanced form of muerto work, during which things can in fact go wrong. Trickster spirits love containers. I mean they LOVE, containers. 

    That got me thinking about my experience with Spirit Pots, and how the techniques I learned help mitigate that kind of thing, so you get a post about how to work with Spirit Pots safely and effectively, because I can bang it out quick and I need to think about something relaxing, peaceful, and centering, and nothing’s better for that than some good old applied hermetics.

    Spirit Pot Overview

    A spirit pot is basically a high-end talisman. It is a physical object you’ve dedicated to a spirit that becomes its physical manifestation point in your world. It is a portal through which the spirit sends the forces it uses to influence your world. It is a communication point that you use to send your requests and offerings into its realm, wherever that may be.

    By giving a spirit a physical manifestation point in your life, you’re granting it your authority to change your manifest reality. You’re giving it more power too, because now it has a foothold in your world. It’s a really potent way to bring a spirit’s influence into your life, and it guarantees that you will experience the forces the spirit represents first hand.

    The spirit pot also functions as a mini-altar. You can put whatever items into the pot that relate to the spirit. This seems to give the spirit more power to affect your life, more influence over events that transpire. Anything you put into the pot will affect the way the spirit manifests in your life. Things in harmony with its essence help it function better in your world. Soil from areas you want it to influence extend its power to those areas.

    The spirit pot is, in many ways, the body of the spirit you’re working with. You feed it, clean it, and take care of it the way you take care of your own body. You can put it wherever you want it to have more influence, or you can put it on your altar to grant it influence over all things that manifest in your life.

    The Spirit Pot Itself

    Spirit pots can be made out of any container. I like brass vessels because they have a mercurial nature by virtue of being a blended metal, and Mercury/Hermes plays a big role in my Hermetic pursuits (as you can imagine). They can be glass boxes, craft boxes, cigar boxes, clay pots, tea kettles, decorative metal bowls, silver, or organic woven baskets, or even old oil lamps like Ali Baba found. They can be any kind of vessel or container.

    The closer you can get the container materials to the essence of the spirit, the better. Iron pots for Martial spirits would be acceptable, but they’re no good for ancestor spirits, or most terrestrial genius loci spirits.

    The form should be suited to the purpose too. Old brass lamps make sense because they are designed to turn fuel into emanated light. They project what’s contained within in a useful way into the world outside the lamp. Very excellent metaphor.

    Boxes are used for storage, so if you’ve got a box you’re using, make sure you leave the lid open when you want the spirit active. Round bowls or pots can be used, but circles can confuse and trap a spirit.

    And that brings up another interesting point, geometric shapes have spiritual properties. Circles and squares mean something to spirits. Agrippa has a chapter on it, but I don’t have time to look it up at the moment. It’s important to consider though. Square boxes make sense to me because there are four elements, and if I make a spirit pot, it’s to get the spirit access to my material realm. Circles also make sense because they provide a continuous contact point with the rest of the world, projecting in all directions at once. You can get hexagonal and octagonal decorative vessels that might have some numerological correspondence to the spirits of the system you’re working as well.

    As you can see, the type of vessel you pick is going to depend a lot on the spirit you’re working with, so before you even begin picking out the type of pot, it’s a really good idea to to get to know the spirit you’re making a pot for.

    The Spirit

    You should have an established relationship already, and have worked with it more than a couple of times before you start moving towards a dedicated talismanic object that you’re going to give that kind of footprint in your life.* 

    When you’ve worked with a spirit a few times, you pick up its preferences and its resonance. You’ll know what types of things to include, and if you’re not sure, you can ask them directly. Be warned though, there’s not much that you’ll offer a spirit for their pot that they’ll turn down. They can use anything, as long as it isn’t totally opposed to their nature, and they can even use some of that too.

    Also, when you get to know a spirit first, you’ll be drastically reducing the chances of getting a trickster spirit. You’ll know right away if the spirit that takes up residence in the pot isn’t the same one you’ve worked with before. There are other mitigating techniques to include, but this is the best defense against getting the wrong spirit I’ve found.

    Listen to the spirit when you’re picking out the vessel and the things to include. I go to the goodwill, flea markets, garage sales, and this one antique shop where this guy buys stuff from estate sales to pick out my spirit pot, and I take a second to picture the spirit’s seal, call it by name, and ask its opinion on the pot I’m picking out for it. It only takes a second, and again, you’ll have an established relationship with the spirit that grants you this kind of access to it before you start picking out pots. Can’t stress that enough.

    What Goes in the Pot

    When you’re gathering the stuff that goes inside, get the spirit’s opinion as you pick the stuff out. I like to shop at the local occult supply shoppe, and they have a wide assortment of crystals. When I pick out Jupiter stuff, I have a wide selection of blue stones available, for example, and I’ll ask the spirit I’m working with which one they prefer. The Lapis Lazuli I used in the Jupiter talismans was Lapis and not Azurite because that’s what they preferred at the time. Go shopping or gathering with your spirit, and make the spirit pot a cooperative venture from the very beginning.

    I like to put together a wide variety of things for my spirit pots. I believe it needs soil from whatever grounds you want it to cover. Money pots should have dirt or stones from your local branch of your bank. Domination pots should have dirt from wherever you want to dominate, like your office, or the local Moose lodge or whatever. You can add dirt to the pot at any time after you make it, so don’t stress too much about getting something for any situation that might arise later before you begin. At the very least, you should add some soil from your own home if you want it to affect your daily life.

    I like to include a stone that is holy to the entity in some way as well. Lapis, axurite, rose quartz, amethyst, whatever stones are appropriate to the spirit. I always toss in a herkimer diamond because I think they’re just funky. I’ve used orgone generators too, but these days not so much. I think some form of clear quartz is essential, because they are like crystallized light.

    I also include incense that’s appropriate, usually in resin form. Powders work well too, and you can crumble up a stick incense if you like. Scent is important to spirits. It’s invisible, but you can sense it, and that’s a very spiritual quality. There are whole tables of perfumes and aromas that are pleasing to spirits in the grimoires for good reason.

    Plants are also important to include. Flowers of the appropriate color, sweet smelling grasses, fragrant saps, and tobacco are always good. Herbs, leaves, vines, and seeds are all good to include. Dried fruit is seldom turned down, but you’ve got to remember to change it out once in a while.

    As you go along with your pot, you’ll be adding and removing things to suit your current needs. When I needed Bune to work more actively, I put cayenne pepper in the pot to heat things up. For dream communications with the spirit, you can put in a small vial of lunar-consecrated water in it. This can be used to send specific visions to others as well, if you’re into that kind of thing. Just remember, whatever you do to others, they’ll do to you sooner or later.

    Animal products are also things you can put in a pot. Alligator claws, eagle talons, bear teeth, small skulls, or whatever else you think is appropriate that fits in the pot can be used. Just remember, it’s like giving your spirit a familiar of its own to work with and through. Toss in a bear tooth, and don’t be surprised if your spirit starts sending you the spirit of the bear as a messenger, or manifesting through bear imagery in your daily life or dreams. Do you want your spirit to have a rattlesnake familiar? Think about that shit before you toss that neat rattle you got in Arizona as a kid in the pot.

    Consecrating the Pot and its Ingredients

    Ok, so you’ve gathered the stuff and you’re ready to put it all together. This is a big deal, and should not be treated lightly. Consider it the moment of conception, when you create a physical body for the spirit to inhabit. You’re putting the guts together inside the skin and breathing life into it, sort of. It’s very golemish, in a way, and you shouldn’t be surprised if your spirit pot grows legs and travels around. I never saw my Bune pot move, but it was often in places I didn’t recall putting it, and when I was ready to decommission it, it was stolen.

    The first thing you’ll want to do is pick a good time for it. You’ll need a half hour or so set aside with no interruptions. I work mostly with planetary spirits, so I use planetary hours and days to pick my timing. For your pot, pick an auspicious time that resonates with the entity you’re calling.

    Begin by consecrating the vessel to the spirit. What right do you have to consecrate the pot? Is it because you’re a human being made in the image of God and you are accepting your role as co-creator and therefore the pot will be consecrated because you say so? That’s how I do it, so I start with a prayer to the First Father, thanking him for the opportunity to create the world and the authority to do so. Then I conjure my HGA, and get him to help in the process, asking him to make sure the right spirit appears, and that the vessel is prepared according to its requirements. Then I conjure the spirit who is actually going into the pot, and make sure they’re present for the duration of the rite.

    Then I cleanse the pot.

    When you do the conjuration of the spirits using the Modern Angelic
    Grimoire, there’s a part where you command the crystal to only allow the
    spirits you’re calling in. You do something similar when you consecrate the pot. Talk to the pot itself, address the spirit
    of the object, and tell it that it has been consecrated to the spirit,
    tell it not to let any other spirit in, and seal it to the spirit
    itself. I do this by basically sprinkling it with Holy Water while saying, “In the name of the father + Son + and Holy Spirit + I cleanse you and consecrate you to be the physical embodiment of [Spirit Name]. Let no other spirit enter, and serve the spirit well as its embodiment within my world.”

    Next you mark up the vessel. I engrave the seal of the spirit and any related god-names on the outside of the pot using dremel tools for metal pots, or I use a paint pen. I like silver paint pens, and the spirits don’t complain. I know one guy who got decent results with a sharpie. Your mileage may vary.

    You know, honestly, the best thing you can do for spirit work is to get all the right ingredients and time it all correctly, and make sure it’s all correct by whatever system you’re using, but if you can’t hit the center of the target, I’ve repeatedly found the spirits don’t give a shit. As long as you’re close, or in harmony, they are usually pretty ok with whatever you’ve got. that doesn’t mean you don’t try hard to make it as accurate as possible, and it doesn’t mean you’ll get the same quality of results if you cheat, but it’s better to have a paper origami box you made by hand written on with ball point pens than nothing at all.**

    Next you consecrate the items. I anoint them with holy water (and usually abramelin oil too) and tell them they’re consecrated for the purposes of creating a harmonious vessel for the spirit.

    Then you assemble the pot. Put all the stuff in the pot, and formally request that the spirit you’ve conjured enters into its vessel. Make a show of it, don’t be afraid to breathe life into the pot. It’s called exsufflation, breathing a spirit into a pot. “As I breathe into this pot, enter now this vessel and take up residence, and through it gain authority within my realm” blah blah blah. You know, make some shit up that sounds nice and embodies the intent.

    Working with the Spirit Pot

    Ok, so you’ve got the pot, it’s got a spirit in it, and it’s time to tap that spirit’s influence to get something you want. Go to the pot and conjure up the spirit and tell it what you want. Ask it if it needs anything added to the pot to help it out. Sometimes it will tell you how many candles to light nearby so the light falls on the pot, other times it will tell you what foods to leave on a plate near the pot.

    Whenever you need its help, talk to it. Don’t be embarrassed, it’s there all the time and ready to hear you. Talk to it out loud, because you’ve given it a body. Thinking at it doesn’t change anything any more than thinking at a person in the room changes them. The more you learn to treat it as if it were the spirit, the more you’ll be able to do with it.

    And don’t worry about those people who will think you’re crazy for talking to inanimate objects. I mean, you already qualify as insane in their eyes because you really believe you’re a magician with the power and destiny to change the world as you see fit. Fuck them and their sanity.

    Ok, back to work. Have fun all!

    * Remember, creating a spirit pot is granting a spiritual entity a physical form with the expectation that it will have more influence over your material realm. Think carefully about who you want to have access to your life, and don’t be surprised when they start using the influence you’ve granted them.

    ** Except when it’s not. Sometimes you fuck yourself royally taking short cuts or making substitutions in ignorance. Do your best, really, because it matters.

  • Universal Smackdown: Check

    So, you know that smack down I knew was immanent by the way I was all convinced of my god-ness?

    Yeah, it took less time than usual to manifest. No couple of weeks for me. Sigh.

    At least I was at the beach the last couple of days, and have the bandwidth to endure.

  • On being a “g” God

    “I’m really more of an “og” god.”

    -R.O.

    Ok, so recent events have me considering some shit. Ponderin’ on it. Thinkin, but thinkin’ deep.
    The ethics of doing black magic as I see fit don’t really come up when I’m doing it. I mean, it never even crossed my mind that I might be doing something “wrong.”  It was a tool that fit my need, and as a temporary measure, it worked. It was like triage. It might not be the best long-term solution, but it’s the best until I can get to it.
    My long term solution to heal the victim spiritually without their consent or knowledge or active participation was shady too. I sure the fuck don’t want to deal with anyone doing that shit to me. I’ve got a plan, a process, an ongoing experiment that well-intended magics done to bring me enlightenment in another area can fuck right up. No thank you.
    In fact, I have a loving, caring, sweet little old lady mom who’s a fundy Christian who prays for me regularly. I have to deal with that shit, account for it in my calculations, filter, redirect, and resolve it so it’s suited for my purposes. I have to plan around it. Because it matters.
    So the fundamental core rule, “would I want someone doing that to me,” was broken by my own choice. That’s why it falls into “black magic” in my classification system. 
    But at the same time, if I needed someone to step in because I was hurting people without realizing it, or caring, then I would thank them for intervening before things got worse, after I got better. 
    So I did it anyway. As the king of my kingdom, there’s a lot of shit I have to do every day that I don’t like. That “ideal world” that we’re striving for isn’t this one we live in. I don’t like to work for a living. I think that’s a terrible idea. I don’t like paying bills to experience whatever quality of modern life I can afford. Another terrible idea. People suck. I mean, really. Suck. That whole mess… An honestly terrible idea. I hate dealing with all that shit. It’s evil, and I am he who hates that evil should be done upon the earth, you know?
    But shit happens, and I deal. I’m the king, so it falls to me to take care of my kingdom, and that means solid waste water treatment for potable drinking water and a police force to keep the rowdies in line. Whatever it takes, no matter how distasteful or disgusting, the work to maintain my kingdom falls to me, it’s my task, it’s my assignment. The High King tasked me with this job, and I’m not going to fuck it up.
    So I’ve been doing the Work of the Gates series regularly for a couple of months now, and it’s coming after years of similar kinds of Work that have changed me, raised me through the spheres. I’ve been progressing, attaining, moving up through the heavens and descending in power to create the world for a while. I do a lot of magic.
    I can’t walk on waves* yet, but I can make some nice things happen pretty quickly, and I generally take it for granted that what I’m doing is generally right. I have checks and balances in place, my HGA is consulted as are divinatory techniques before I do stuff, and I have a system that lets me do what needs to be done. More than that, I spend time chasing God, the First Father, my Source. I move myself up through the spheres and beyond, through the 8th and ninth, past the Pleroma and straight on into the Divine Darkness where sits the One.
    I’ve seen that evil and good are both things that are used in the hands of God to accomplish his will. The True Will. It’s not pleasant. I don’t like it. I wish things were designed differently, the same way a surgeon wishes they could operate and heal without having to cut through the skin of the patient. And like them, I seek the higher tech next-gen tool that might make it happen, sonic ultrasound, invisible lasers, microwave scalpels. But in the mean time, I use what I’ve got. 
    And honestly, the idea that evil is evil is wrong anyway. I know a lot of people aren’t ready to hear this shit, but it’s true, there’s no such thing as evil, and everything is good. Even evil things are really good. The whole thing about the sin in the Garden of Eden was that before we ate from that tree, everything was good. Then we gained “knowledge” of good and evil, and things went wrong. It wasn’t evil before we thought it was evil. You get it? We were created not to judge things “good” or “evil,” just to tend the Garden with the tools at hand. 
    Spiritual being extends beyond space and time, up and down, east and west, north and south, in and out, and yes, just like those, also beyond good and evil. It is more than those properties. When you see this and integrate it, you don’t spend a lot of time worrying about the ethics of a situation.You just do what you need to do, and because of your training and preparation, it is the right thing to do. 
    So yeah, I’m a god. Technically a demi-god, half mortal, half eternal. Like the Heroes of the Greek classics. I’m not perfect, I’m not all-powerful, I’m not ascended and enlightened and all-knowing. I have a larger present than most people I meet, in that I can see more of the operations of the past moving together to form the potential future. I can manifest stuff pretty quickly, and I can hasten the waning away of other stuff I don’t like. I can create situations I want, and disperse situations that I don’t want. My wants are aligned closer to the reasons I’m here. I can defeat monsters and converse with the angels and the other gods. All in all, I’m pretty good at being the image of God, a lower-case “g” god.
    How cool is that? Pretty cool. I’ve been through the “I want power” part, and then the “What am I supposed to do with this power” part, and then the “Oh, like this!” part. I’ve ascended and descended and integrated so many forces that I’ve gotten to a point where people are questioning whether I’m Jesus Christ in my knowledge and understanding of the universe.
    And yes, my brothers, I can understand why you might think that. I am pretty cool, after all.
    Yeah, so that’s what I’ve been thinkin’ about. Ponderin’ on. Meditating on and contemplating how cool I am, the things I’ve accomplished, and that I’m a friggin’ god.
    So yeah, I expect a massive smack-down in my near future to reveal once again that ok, you might have done some shit, but look how much MORE you have to do. 
    That’s usually how it goes. 
    Trials, ordeals, obstacles, new conjurations, new initiations, new techniques, more power and joy and ecstatic rites of bliss, knowing and being known, you know, biblically, by the Holy Spirit in all her Glory…
    I love this job.
    *Yes I tried. Of course I tried. I’m at the beach. You wouldn’t?
  • The ocean is a woman

    The ocean is a woman
    Calling you deeper
    Further
    Into her embrace.

    You don’t know
    how far you’ve gone
    Into her
    Before it’s too late.

    When you realize
    You’ve gone out
    Past the swells and
    Still she takes you further

    And no amount of
    swimming will take
    You back to shore
    You know in your bones

    That you have gone too far.

    Let go.

    And when she has had
    her way with you
    She may return you
    Where you began

    Or not.

    But you will be
    a better man for letting go
    And surrendering
    to her embrace.

  • At the Beach

    The magic of the waves is healing.
    All orders are on hold until tuesday, except for one business booster rite done early in the morn.
    I might post like this from my phone. Might not. Gotta reboot.
    Look:

  • Enlightenment Bombing

    Wow, I didn’t expect to stir up any trouble with my last posts. Apparently I’ve left some Golden Dawn initiates all concerned though. Fr. Sincerus Renatus expresses his respectful opinion here. Morgan Drake Eckstein follows up here.

    I think I addressed the concerns they express in the Follow up post, specifically in the last few paragraphs. The idea of enlightenment bombing your enemies is a very tricky ethical issue. It’s thorny. That statement I made about being a Christian and doing this kind of magic for their own good was drippingly sardonic on purpose. I don’t know if that came through strongly enough. My ironic wit perhaps doesn’t translate well across borders.

    The warnings at the end are all about the consequences you face when you take it on yourself to “make someone better.” If you’re going to play god, you’d damned well better be at least a lower-case god, or it’s going to hurt.

    It’s approaching hubris to think you’re at a point where you can determine where someone else is at in their path and what they need to do next, right?

    Well…

    You know those Hermetic Diagnoses I provide? It’s part of my job to know where people are at in their path as it relates to the planetary spheres. I’m a professional, and my clients tell me I’m damned good at it. I know where people are at, if I check, and I happen to have a lot of faith in my divination talents when it comes to this arena.

    So yeah, as a matter of fact, I can tell where people are at and where they need to go. But that’s not all I did that got people upset. I had the audacity to send a punishing spirit, AND to then dare to put someone in the Alembic and start the fires below. How dare I take it on myself to mess with their spiritual destiny, their fate…

    Well…

    Fate. See, I’m in the flesh as I type this. I’m not just a spirit floating around with highly developed telekinesis powers that let me type without a body. I’m really human, ten fingers, ten toes, one nose. As a result of being in the flesh, the experienced Hermeticist will understand that I must have passed through the sphere of Saturn on my way down to the material realm. Consequently, I TOO am subject to Fate. I’m part of it, in fact. An agent of Fate. It’s my fate to suffer the shit talkers in life, but it’s also their fate to be in my kingdom, and to become the subjects of my god-practicing sessions.

    Which brings us to another point. Do I think I’m God? Long time readers know I do not think I’m God. I’ve argued against that a lot. I’m part of the sum total that is God, but I am not all of it. I’m just part. I’m an individuated consciousness, I have a divine spark, but as long as I experience my existence from my point of view, I know I’m not God.

    I am, however, made in his image. God made us, in my opinion, to experience his creation, and also to keep him company. We are like God. We are the answer to the question that is “Michael.” We’re little-g gods, made to participate in the creation and maintenance of the world the same way God did it, as outlined on the emerald Tablet. We take ideas, we speak them into being, we pass them through the Spheres and we create the world. We Work with our brothers and sisters in the cosmic hierarchy in maintaining and ruling our kingdoms. We are equipped through occult practice to meet the responsibilities of running our world as we see fit, in power.

    The initiations we go through bring us wisdom as well as power. The wisdom keeps us from using the power wrong. The wisdom also comes from using the power wrong. Those warnings at the end about how much hypocrisy the universe will put up with? Yeah, that’s called “experience.” Painful experience that I wouldn’t trade for a life of luxury and wealth.

    The nice thing about this kind of rite, this enlightenment bombing, is that it cannot succeed if it is outside of God’s will. Or the True Will of the person, or their Destiny or Fate or Karma or whatever. It is the kind of thing that if you try to do it and you ought not to, you will personally reap the rewards of the attempt instead of your intended victim.

    And that’s a really good thing. I’m a “MOVE, or move me” kind of guy when it comes to obstacles. I’ve been around the block enough to know that I am not perfect. I know when I meet an obstacle or an ordeal that resorting to magic will help me, no matter what, because it will either move the obstacle, or it will teach me how to move around or even to use the obstacle to my advantage.

    It might hurt. Initiations usually do, and it hurts like building muscles hurts. Painful, terrible to endure, it really sucks in the moment, but when the pain is gone you’re left with two things, power and the wisdom to use it.

    I’ve been around the block a few times. I don’t think I’m a 9=2, or at Jesus’ level of ascended master. I don’t think that’s really necessary to accomplish my purpose here on Earth. I do know that if it is necessary, my life will unfold in a way that makes it inevitable. I’m not holding my breath though.

    I do think I’m at Jesus’ level in some ways, but mostly in the ways he said I would be. “These miracles are nothing compared to the shit you’re going to be doing!” he said. Sort of. “Have I not said you’re a god?” He said that too. He also said we’re all children of God. Just like he is. He’s our brother, our big brother, the eldest, the First, but still an emanation of God, just like us. We have the same Dad, and Dad loves us all the same. We’re all as necessary as Christ. We all have just as important fates to fulfill. And we’re given the powers we need to accomplish our goals.

    And the powers we receive are guides, too. You don’t get to conjure evil daimons if you’re not supposed to ever conjure them. That power exists for a reason. So far, I’ve found it exists primarily to cast evil spirits out of other people’s lives. It brings healing and peace of mind. But I also find in the Divine Pymander that the evil daimon is sent to the impious to afflict them until they return to the pursuit of their Source. And that’s all I did with my issue. I sent a spirit to afflict them in a minor way, and then I did what I could to bring them back to pursuing their Source.

    It occurred to me to do this because it’s my fate that it would occur to me. I perform microcosmically the same functions God performs macrocosmically because I’m his microcosmic image. I take all this stuff we’re learning and studying and practicing seriously. I believe it. It has strong explanatory force. It makes sense.

    And if I’m wrong, I’ll get slapped down, and I’ll emerge a better man for it. And that’s alright by me.

  • Pneuma Alalon Follow Up

    Ok, a few good questions came up in the comments on yesterday’s post.

    The first said:

    Now THIS is a series of rites I would love to have. Everyone has people who talk bad about them, and it’d be nice to make them stop, transcend themselves, and just worry about their own stuff.

    Ok, first you get a Supernatural Assistant. Then you say his name and he appears in front of you. Then you say, “[Spirit Name], go forth and search through the Aires and return to me with a Pneuma Alalon that I may direct towards mine own ends. Bring it here before me to appear within this crystal ball, and to communicate with me through the images that shall appear within.”

    When he returns with the Pneuma Alalon spirit, ask its name, explain what you want done, and give it the specific statement of intent, “Go now to [Shit talker’s Name] daughter of [Shit talker’s mama]. Let no word that will cause strife for me or my immediate family pass her lips, and let her be deaf to any words that might cause her to react.”

    Then start praying for [Shit Talker] to get over her shit already, for Christ’s sake; amen!

    I pray that a lot for people.

    Pallas Renatus said:

    Hah! Stealth-bombing with wisdom and enlightenment, I love it. Actually, this is an excellent example of an alternative to monkey curses.
    Any good references on the Pneuma Alalon? Definitely something I want to check out.

    Yeah, I’m really into making the world better in general, and my personal world specifically. I want my experiences to be richer and more meaningful overall than your average mundane life. I want more money, better cars, and nicer homes across the country. I want to be as free as possible, and enjoy my life as I go through it. You can’t have that shit if you’re surrounded by a bunch of fucking monkeys throwing shit at each other. “Evolve, bitches, I got work to do.” That was one of my first proclamations as King of my Kingdom.

    I found the Pneuma Alalon while researching Pneuma on Wikipedia. I worked my way down all the links on that page to get a multifaceted view and understanding of what Pneuma means, and how it applies to what I’ve been learning in the Eighth Sphere about how stuff works. It’s a piece I’ve been missing. It’s good to have a vocabulary that fits into the experiences and the Hermetics I’ve been processing. The Pneuma Alalon is discussed in the Unclean Spirit link. There’s a lot of gold to be found sifting through the links that pop up in those articles.

    Marcus says:

    That rite is a gold of mine, really, do you have any idea to how many people we can send those spirits and do a favor to the world?
    Really, hope you share the ritual or at least where to fin more info about the Spirit.

    Thanks for the compliments, and I totally agree.

    And John says:

    Now I’m curious as how you’d go about doing malefic magic to people who talk shit about you RO.

    In love and concern for their immortal souls, John. Of course. I’m a Christian.
    For malefic magic, I work with the malefic planetary entities. I don’t do a lot of that these days. There’s a time and place for it, but I’m not often in that part of the universe anymore.
    I think theurgic rites against another person are the truest form of black magic. You not only take away their bad behavior, you also take away their ability to enjoy that bad behavior. You alter their existence against their will, and you do it for their own good. 
    And you just happen to reap the benefits.
    Anyway, the rite consists of baptizing something to represent the person, and then putting it through initiations into the spheres, focusing on the particular character traits you want to affect. You put that on the Table of Practice and conjure the seven Archangels of the spheres into it. Or near it, anyway. You ask them to all work together to eliminate the negative trait, and to heal it at the root. Negative traits are usually twisted versions of a positive quality. The ability to speak great evil into being is also the ability to speak great good into being. It just got twisted somehow, damaged. Make the correction, heal the wound. Then ask them to make it retroactive so the effects begin manifesting immediately. Shift time and space itself to get this person into something useful.
    This isn’t nice magic. Growing up spiritually is always the most painful of processes. The most rewarding by far, but really shitty to endure during the initial stages.
    And it’s not always successful. Sometimes people’s shit is just their own shit, and your opinion on it doesn’t really matter. 
    And it can be dangerous to you too. There’s only so much hypocrisy the universe will take out of a magician, and you’ll get your own ass slapped if you go too far. It shouldn’t be one of the first times you’ve conjured the Archangels of the Planets, if you know what I mean. 
    You’ll note how little shit talking I do these days. 
  • Pneuma Alalon

    Shit talkers. I hates ’em. I mean don’t get me wrong, brotherhood of man and all that shit, compassion, yeah I got some for them too, but I hate dealing with the shit the shit talkers start.

    I’m talking specifically about rumor-mongering drama queens who start trouble by running their mouths, expressing opinions on subjects that are beyond the scope of their responsibility, and spreading talk that causes strife.

    I hate when they sneak up on me. See, if I sense that a person is a shit talker, I can usually deal with it proactively. I identify them, and start a series of rites to help them transcend that aspect of their character, transmuting them from a base state to a more refined state, weaving in the wisdom of knowing when to keep silent, and the compassion to be helpful when they do speak. It takes a while to get through that, and it’s a long-term solution, but definitely the method of dealing with shit talkers I prefer.

    Recently an extended family member reverted to being a shit talker. She had been on her best behavior for a few years, ever since she pulled some ignorant stunts that hurt a lot of people and herself most of all. She had crawled back with her tail between her legs, and became a very valued caregiver for a couple members of the family. I thought she had changed her ways for good, that her humbling experience had taught her some basic lessons. I was so wrong.

    She called up last week starting shit with my family. Same crap she’s been pulling for over 20 years, except for the last five or so. I’m guessing she’s stressed out and going back to the old ways, and I’m really hoping it’s a temporary reversion, but regardless, I had to act quickly.

    I had recently been studying the pneuma when this happened, and in my research I discovered the “Pneuma Alalon,” a spirit that makes a person mute, and in some cases deaf. I pulled a fast conjure, obtained the services of a member of this spirit class, and assigned it specifically to render her deaf and mute in regards to shit talking. See, she gets all worked up in a war of words with her victims, and will escalate it and force people to “choose sides.” When she’s like that, anything she hears will be twisted into a poisoned barb that she then speaks against her victim. So I told the spirit, “Let no word that will cause strife for me or my immediate family pass her lips, and let her be deaf to any words that might cause her to react.”

    Our family hasn’t heard a peep out of her since that day she started all this stuff. Immediately the shit-storm she had brewing dissipated and blew away, leaving me plenty of time to get that transformative rite in place for her.

    This was a weird case for me because I personally value the service she provides the extended family members. No one else can be a full time care giver, and the people she helps are very particular about who they let take care of them. In addition, when she’s not starting shit, she’s really a nice person. It’s just when she gets a hair up her ass that she turns all uber-bitch. I figure she’s just under stress and needed to vent a little. You don’t bind someone in Saturn and run them out of the Kingdom on the Martial rail just because they have a bad day, you know? My rite just made sure that if she vents, it’s not in a way that impacts me personally.