The Sun on the Path of Initiation…

Diary of a Dog Fiend.

After the long cold night of The Moon, where The Magician was forced to weigh his own heart and suffer the mirror- like reflections of all that remained of his ‘negative ego’ which fought against it’s own annihilation. The Sun XIX has risen and birthed a Magus!
He has crossed The Abyss and faced the Arch-Demon Chrononzon, he is triumphant! “Fear is Failure” whispered the High Priestess a long time ago, and it was his/her bravery and integrity that has allowed his ‘rebirth’.
He is The Son and The Serpent, Mashiach and Nakhash  (in Hebrew gematria both equal 358). Like the serpent he has sloughed his skin and is now beyond duality, represented in most versions of the card by an innocent naked child, or pair of children. The Rider-Waite image shows a babe astride the white horse which we last saw in Atu XIII (Death). He has overcome every…

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The Sun on the Path of Initiation…

After the long cold night of The Moon, where The Magician was forced to weigh his own heart and suffer the mirror- like reflections of all that remained of his ‘negative ego’ (which fought against it’s own annihilation). The Sun XIX has risen and birthed a Magus!
He has crossed The Abyss and faced the Arch-Demon Chrononzon, he is triumphant! “Fear is Failure” whispered the High Priestess a long time ago, and it was his/her bravery and integrity that has allowed his ‘rebirth’.
He is The Son and The Serpent, Mashiach (Messiah) and Nakhash (in Hebrew gematria both equal 358). Like the serpent he has sloughed his skin and is now beyond duality, represented in most versions of the card by an innocent naked child, or pair of children. The Rider-Waite image shows a babe astride the white horse which we last saw in Atu XIII (Death). He has overcome every initiatory trial and terror and is now free from the endless cycle of reincarnation (in alchemical art nudity always symbolizes enlightenment).
He may choose to inhabit another body when his ‘mortal coil’ finally wears out and, memory intact, may be born on the Earth again as a ‘World Teacher’ or, safe in the knowledge that energy can never be destroyed, only transformed, will simply continue his work in another form.
There is a misconception that The Sun is male and The Moon female, in the earlier cards there is some truth in this but Moon Gods like Thoth and the Roman Somnus and Solar Goddesses Sekhmet and Brigid prove this is not the case. Light is beyond division!
The photon exemplifies the magickal nature of this highest form of energy. The mysteries of quantum physics will be the basis of the Aeon of ‘The Crowned & Conquering Child’
The Solar Magus must embody The New Age/Aeon of Horus, where the joy and freedom from the rusty chains of religion and outdated science crumble and turn to dust.
He is Dionysus dancing with the uninhibited thrill of existence, Baphomet showing the androgyny of the Shining Future as the Sun rises on a world free of fanaticism and fake morality.
The Sun heralds a New Dawn where the nightmare of the 20th century is prevented from contaminating the first decades of the 21st, whose reactionary forces of darkness desperately try to maintain the fascist boot on those who dared question the authority of church and state. The battle is not yet won, but The Magi of the New Century can and must prevail!
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The Moon on the Path of Initiation…

We have progressed from the Earth, via the Tower, to The Star and now The Moon XVIII. We are now moving from the microcosmic human, to the macrocosmic Man-God in the realms of infinite space… As the beautiful naked form of Aquarius in the last Atu moves into the Piscine Moon, we are shown the darker side of the Divine Feminine… The primitive fear of the dark, the supernatural and the uncanny haunt this card. If The Star is a summer evening then The Moon is the midnight winter. The Thoth deck shows us Kephra the Egyptian ‘Sacred Beetle’ and we are reminded of the sinister aspects of insects, the cockroaches of William Burroughs and Kafka’s nightmarish ‘Metamorphosis’. Could the parasitical nature of many insects (alien and unfamiliar) be an allusion to the Moon in some way ‘feeding’ off the power of the Sun?

This card, more than any other, except perhaps The Devil, reminds us that initiation is to invite madness; Rimbuad’s “Profound disordering of the senses”, which, if not properly controlled can become a terrifying transmogrification into the Werewolf or Vampire, creatures of the night who have become, in the first case uncontrollable and animalistic and in the latter perverse and deliberately ‘evil’. Yes Black Magick does exist and the higher the Magician rises the more dangerous the fall…
If the High Priestess represents The Virgin and The Star is The Mother, then The Moon is The Crone, the Triple Goddess…
So, as the Aspirant moves from the dizzying ecstasy of The Star to the physic equivalent of the come down of The Moon, he is exposed to all the fear and shame within himself that has not yet been brought to the ‘light of day’. As has been stated, in this series each card represents a marker on the path to Jungian ‘Individuation’. The aim of Theurgy is the same as Alchemy, to turn the base metal of the The Magician into the gold of the enlightened being. This is not a thing to be accomplished in a few months, but, when started it is a quest that could, indeed must be the work of many lifetimes. ‘Apotheosis’, to become a god, one must go through every bliss and every horror and remain balanced on the middle path. The Moon simply reflects our own demons and magnifies them so they can be seen in the pool of our emotional body and transformed or at least acknowledged, before the next step… the nuclear glory of The Sun!

The Astral Temple (15th August 2015) Part Two.

The scene shifts…
I am now outside the Temple, ‘The War Song of Horus and Sekhmet’ plays…
I find myself riding a chariot, wearing a head dress of blue and gold. A hawk flies directly over my head. I carry the spear given to me by Horus. I’m surrounded by warriors of all creeds and colours, from black clad and turbaned ‘Hashishens’ to Chinese warrior monks, Sioux warriors in buckskin, Vikings wielding axes… We are faced on a battlefield by giants… some look the Orcs from Lord of the Rings, others like huge malformed monsters made of mud. A mighty battle, heroic fighting. Time jumps forward. I am cut on the right arm and ‘The Forces of Light’ have sustained a few fatalities and injuries but the Giants are defeated, utterly. The dead and injured warriors are placed on chariots and returned quickly to the Temple. A few drops of rain suddenly becomes a deluge and the bodies of the ‘Forces of Darkness’ are swallowed in the quagmire and disappear entirely.
At the sound of the trumpet blasts, celebrating victory, I see that nothing remains of the enemy. The rain signals the inundation of the Nile. We return to the Temple by the southern entrance. Somw women of lost warriors weeps and are consoled by Priestesses and Handmaidens but the atmosphere inside the great hall is one of great celebration. There is much dancing and drinking of wine infused with ‘plant medicine’. It becomes like an ancient ‘rave’ the music and dancing grow more intense and the drums and musicians speed up and grow in volume. I see the Handmaiden who i was with earlier approach me and we dance and laugh and drink more wine…
She takes my hand and we both plunge into the Lotus Pool…
After a while, the vision begins to fade, I feel physically tired but am able to regain the ‘vision’ in a less vivid way. I am aware of my guides and magical allies gathering around me (as well, i believe as some members of T.H.O.T.H.) We are given a papyrus scroll which is some kind of confirmation of the groups validity, this is understood to be a great honour. There is more dancing and drinking… The Galactic Federation of Light, are represented by beings i saw in my last mushroom trip… The ‘Lion People’, the ‘Healing Mantids’ and the Pleiadians… I’m fading in and out of the Temple by now… exhausted. I get a kind of incantation in my mind mentioning Nuit, Geb, Starmaidens and Watchtowers but i can’t take it all in…
The Haindmaiden who has been with me throughout the experience, to my great surprise, reveals that she is actually the Great Goddess Hathoor herself! I have been the consort of a Goddess!
She speaks some private words to me and points out that my light body is flickering and i’m becoming invisible, she advises me to return to my physical form and stresses the importance of re-entering correctly and grounding thoroughly… with reluctance i ‘see’ my body sitting in the circle at home… and ‘shrink’ and descend through the multiverse, back through the Milky Way, and finally to Earth, City, Street and pour my astral body into my open Crown chakra…
After resting for a while i perform the LBRP in meditation…
THE END

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The Astral Temple (15th August 2015)

Transcript from Voice Recorder..

I see myself in my light body, shimmering blue, violet, silver and gold. I see no Moon. Oh! we are on the Moon! I feel others are with me but we are virtually invisible, transparent and there is no communication.. We head towards the pyramid… Camels, ghostly Bedouins… We see the pyramid in the near distance. Isolated and stark against a back drop of stars. A violet mist swirls around. A hawk flies overhead screeching, a good omen. Vultures and serpents and hawks… Ma’at, Horus… The serpent is a totem animal of mine, does the cobra represent the Gnostic ‘Light Bearer’ or, in this Egyptian context, Set? There is no place for him in the Temple. I raise the ankh to the eastern side of the structure, a rumble of stone and the door slides open. We are greeted by an Egyptian male and female, dressed in simple white linen with golden cobra headbands, they are both beautiful, perfect forms. They greet us joyfully and lead us along a passageway, the floor is even and covered in fine sand there are flaming torches mounted above us on each side of the corridor, giving the whole scene a warm orange glow. i count them, one, two… at seven i can hear music and voices coming from the great hall. After the tenth torch our guides pull open heavy white curtains and there it is, the hall of Isis… Impossibly large, such beauty! There are a great number of priests and priestesses, handmaidens and male ‘servants’. There is a sense of celebration and I feel the presence of many souls…
I glance at the altar (i don’t even know what my offering is, i forgot to bring one!) but I see I have a large black polished obsidian crystal, as large as my hand, in the shape of a teardrop. I see scrolls of parchment on the stone slab.
It is time to acknowledge and pay homage the the goddess Isis, Thoth and Horus.
“Oh great, wise & ancient ones. Thee who have raised us up!” The eye of Osiris sparkles… All the gods stand… “Welcome ye members of T.H.O.T.H.! on this your first Solar Return and on the Great Goddess of a Thousand Names Sacred Day. We shall celebrate together”
There’s a flurry of activity, we are given clean, white cotton gowns and suddenly pushed into the Lotus Pool!
Dolphins and whales swim in what appears to be a vast underground sea. We can breath easily, I see the others as points of light, the dolphins and whales sing, wonderful music issues from above and mingles with their songs. there are other strange and ancient animals in the pool…
After a while in the purifying waters we find ourselves dressed in the immaculate robes. Thoth asks me to give three negative things in my life that I wish to be changed into positives and I give them.
(I’m listening to Jonathan Goldman’s ‘Tears of Isis’music on my headphones, it goes perfectly with the atmosphere of the Temple.)

I’m no longer aware of the others. I lay the obsidian gift on the altar. I see the four ‘Elemental’ weapons of the Tarot, but those are not my gift, not yet…
(Thoth speaks privately to me and thanks the T.H.O.T.H. group, Isis also speaks and thanks me and my friends for attending the banquet, she confirms it will be much easier for members of the group to reach the Temple now.)

Horus give words of praise, he holds a magnificent lance, it’s shaft is dark polished wood with three gold bands in the middle and is studded with gems, three above the bands, four below, a fierce point of gold. The colours of the gems correspond to the chakras from gleaming diamond at the top to glowing ruby at the bottom. It is passed to me by a ‘handmaiden and i feel it coarse with energy. She is the one who greeted me at the door and is extremely beautiful… she wears an ornate lapis and gold necklace and a cobra headpiece, she takes my hand and leads me to my private chamber…

End Of Part One.

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PLEIADIAN PENTAGRAM RITUAL.

 Invoking Pentagram Ritual

All we’re doing here is using a mixture of Egyptian Godforms and Pleidian entities and adding the directions Up and Down (Above and Below) instead of just the horizontal cardinal directions… This Ritual should be a little more creative than just a repetition of dry formula so as you’re calling out the names of the Gods and the Higher Density Light-Beings vizulize as much as you can and don’t be afraid to improvise and describe aloud images,’words of power’ etc. if they ‘come through’. If you have a dagger or wand use that, if not use the index and middle finger of your writing hand. Move fluidly, dance around the circle! This is a dynamic Shamanistic exercise, enjoy it. Authentic ‘tribal’ drumming music played loud will also help work up the energy. The aim is to obtain a visionary gnosis where you interact with the beings who you call to the circle.
As this is an invoking Ritual, you should at least perform a ‘Purification & Consecration’ and a short LBRP at the end.

1. Perform all preliminary rituals including relaxation, Kabbalistic or Five Bodies Cross, Call in all personal Angels, Guardians, Spirit Guides, Totem Animals etc. State, out loud, a positive affirmation and declaration of intent.
Temple lay out should be the same as in all previous THOSIS rites.

2. As this is a spontaneous, ecstatic rite, we will only describe the basic attributions of each direction, and in each case use the INVOKING forms of the Elemental Pentagrams. As we begin at EAST, here’s an example of the invoking form, start from right to left and use the Hebrew words as shown in diagram… all words should be spoken, vibrated or sung aloud at each direction.

EAST: AIR-AQUARIUS, “THOTH, PLEIADIAN STAR HEART ELEMENTALS & STAR HEART PRIESTESSES!”.

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SOUTH: FIRE-LEO, “HORUS, PLEIADIAN STAR PHOENIX ENERGIES/MAIDENS, CONNECTED TO TEMPLE IN THE GAS NEBULA, ARATHENA!”

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WEST: WATER-SCORPIO, “ISIS, PLEIADIAN MOON ORB PRIESTESS, ISHTAR-VISHNU-VEGA-RA!”

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NORTH: EARTH-TAURUS, “HATHOR, PLEIADIAN STARHEART FORTRESS, PLEIADIAN STAR EYE MAIDENS!”

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So, now you’ve drawn the four Cardinal Pentagrams… Face East and spread your arms out wide. Say: ‘Before me RA-PHA-EL, Behind me GA-BRE-EL, at my right hand MICH-AI-EL, at  my left hand AUR-EE-EL”, as you do this imagine beautiful Archangels appearing as you vibrate their names. We want to keep this short and simple but if you want you can easily find descriptions of each Archangel online, just vibrating the names should produce an image in your mind.

Now say “About me flame the Pentagrams, and in the column shines the SIX-RAYED STAR!”. Visualize a hexagram above you and vibtrate “ME-TA-TRON” and below you “SAN-DAL-PHON”. imagine a blue downward pointing triangle rising into your heart centre and a red upward pointing triangle coming from above, they join and form a shimmering six pointed star filling you with LOVE and POSITIVE ENERGY!

 

Okay, that’s the first part done… I’ll add more later but if you could learn this first, the whole ritual will be much easier…


 

Procession of the Paradoxes.

Diary of a Dog Fiend.

Spiraling down, a bird of prey, through Aeons and fizzing stars.
Diaphanous but barely conscious, the monster of His-story reawakens.
It’s 1967, i sip mint tea and smoke hashish with tattooed Berber women.
I stalk the surface of the Moon, 1918, a village in Flanders, barbed wire and artillery shells…
I’m convulsing with time, centuries splutter out of me like the insults of a Tourettian…
“Deutschland Erwachen!”, there’s a fire in the baker’s shop!
A gigantic ship hovers above the obelisk, The Lightening Struck Tower…
Where are thee my love? I’ve been waiting for thousands of years!

Expansion and contraction, chorus & verse, breathing underwater…
“Revolutions eat their own children”…
The trouble maker comes to a sticky end!
Chained to a rock in the Lotus Pool, caught my his own
Mendacity.
Oh! The dark sister has come, she’s still beautiful!
Eye embrace her and we tumble and a great roaring…

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Procession of the Paradoxes.

Spiraling down, a bird of prey, through Aeons and fizzing stars.
Diaphanous but barely conscious, the monster of His-story reawakens.
It’s 1967, i sip mint tea and smoke hashish with tattooed Berber women.
I stalk the surface of the Moon, 1918, a village in Flanders, barbed wire and artillery shells…
I’m convulsing with time, centuries splutter out of me like the insults of a Tourettian…
“Deutschland Erwachen!”, there’s a fire in the baker’s shop!
A gigantic ship hovers above the obelisk, The Lightening Struck Tower…
Where are thee my love? I’ve been waiting for thousands of years!

Expansion and contraction, chorus & verse, breathing underwater…
“Revolutions eat their own children”…
The trouble maker comes to a sticky end!
Chained to a rock in the Lotus Pool, caught my his own
Mendacity.
Oh! The dark sister has come, she’s still beautiful!
Eye embrace her and we tumble and a great roaring sound
issues from the axe split sky…

There is no struggle we can’t win,

a flower in the barrel
of the soldiers gun.

An extraordinary fellow, a gentle soul, with eyes of ice and fire,
and his Apache girl, lost in the explosion…
Darwin devolves and finds himself not a monkey but a Minotaur.
Love at second sight… Out of body politics…
the beginning of the end.
I have come! I will go!
(no-one said it wasn’t so)
Ambushed the the notorious ’13’ partisans

My adjunct and i were forced to use weapons of Magick
We acquired quite a reputation after that. We rolled into one empty village after another.
My Luger grew bored, all we had was morphine & cheap Ruski wodka…

(fragment found in the back of an old bible, part of a letter I believe)
After many attacks of strange humours (‘beateniks’ under the bed, his ‘mobele telephoon’ was ‘tapped’, all kindes of heresies and weiyrd ideas) – he woke on the 21st, sent for his coachman and best horses, dressed in his fine silk frock coat and breeches and left immediately for Paris. He seemed perfectly sane and, when asked to explain his strange ungodly speache and affects, simply said “I have an appointment Doctor ******, with a certain gentleman in the city”. His smile was quite uncanny. Had he not been a Comte I would have sent for the magistrate. A boy in town told me the patient had stopped briefly at the apothecaries for a tincture of opium and cannabis. He left his wife and three childrene in great distress. There have been rumors, but nothing has been seen of the mysterious nobleman since.
Doctar Norval. 1777 anno domine.

Those who seek shall find, and those with eyes will not be blind… I am not here!0e4d568530be4979c549f8afc1318986
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