Conversations with Agent 663

This is a transcription of my conversations with Agent 663 aka Doombringer that took place in my second week of DKMU Godform Cycle.

Wednesday 08.03.2017

 I am in front of the black ziggurat on a desolate plane. 663 walks few steps down towards me.

663: Who are you?

DV: My name is Dana Varahi and I am a magician. I came here to see you.

663: Tell me something I don’t already know! What do you want.

663 sounds almost confrontational and defensive. He comes closer and is now right beside me. Everything seems to be changing size, myself includied.

DV: I want to make friends.

663: What for?

663 is looking right in my face invading my personal space to the point of being rather uncomfortable. He moves around, appears and vanishes from side to side. Sometimes he and all else seems small as if I am a giant and other times I seem to be shrinking right to the size of a little child. It reminds me of Alice in Wonderland.

DV: To be completely honest I came here to check you out and decide if I want to be friends with you. I am looking for magickal allies who will help me to project my will onto the reality. There is a lot of strange things going on right now and I need all the help I can get.

663: What’s in it for me?

DV: I will visit you everyday for a week and I will spread word about you. This place you have here is amazing, so peaceful and quiet. I will pop in for a pipe once in a while. I get this feeling like I know you and you are an old friend. Did we meet before by any chance?

663 relaxes around me a bit but still keeps a guard on. I am not sure if I should trust him but I do like him and feel like I know him. I get the strong impression he visited me in my dreams on multiple occasions.

663: I do not recall.

DV: You didn’t sent an informant to me?

663: Can you see anyone around? I don’t have any informants. (laughing)

I get a strong feeling he is lying to me and behaving mischievous. Perhaps I need to give him more time.

DV: I will leave you to your pipe!

663: See you later.

Thursday 09.03.2017

 I am having this conversation in front of my altar and on the stairs of the ziggurat at the same time. 663 carries on behaving formal as if he is in a business negotiation.

DV: I am not sure yet of what changes I want to make to the reality. I was hoping that being in your position, outside of time, might result in a valuable insight.

663: Ah, I see! So you want advice!

DV: Yes.

663: I need to know more about it! If you can not explain it to me, I can not advise.

DV: All right. There are people out there who want to take away my rights and my future away from me. I need to stop them but I am not sure that I have enough power to do that. There are many people involved in this situation apart from myself. I am not sure how to best direct my energy and resources. I need to protect myself but I also need to help others. I need all the help and advice I can get. will you help me?

663: That depends…

DV: Yes? On what?

663: On what you are prepared to do in return and on what you would like me to do about it.

DV: How about you give me some advice?

I deliberately leave the price for the advice not negotiated. I know very well that this is  not a good idea but I want to see what 663 will do about it. I am happy to risk it.

663: Are you certain you want to hear what I think?

DV: Ehm, yes.

663: You are needlessly complicating things for yourself. You need to scale down your expectations and focus on the basics. You are stronger than you think.

DV: Thank you. That’s useful. Anything you want to add?

663: One thing at a time! Now! Where is my reward?

I suddenly remember about the spiced rum I prepared and go to the drink cabinet to get it. I pour 663 a glass and decide to taste if it is spicy enough. I put a single drop on my lips to taste it. It burns like a fire! I run out to the kitchen holding my hand to my lips, wash them with soap and water, eat a few spoonfuls of yoghurt hoping for some relief and wash again. All the while I hear and see 663 rolling down in laughter on the steps of the ziggurat. I laugh too and come back to the altar with my lips still burning hot from the habaneros.

663: That was certainly worth seeing! Do come back!

DV: I will. Anything I could bring for you next time?

663: Yes, you could bring me my spicy food. I am happy to share some with you. (giggling mischievously)

DV: Thank you Doombringer.

663: Pleasure was all mine.

Allowing 663 to play a trick on me definitely worked. We established a rapport and I have a feeling he is going to be more friendly with me since now.

Saturday 11.03.2017

Doombringer and I sit together on the lower steps of the black ziggurat sharing spiced rum. I cooked him some curry yesterday and drew a tarot card as a message in return. We are definitely becoming closer with each other, much more like friends.

663: It’s not the end of the world, is it?

DV: I don’t know! you tell me Doombringer!

663: Are you happy with the advice i gave you yesterday?

DV: I am. I would like to ask something.

663: Yes?

DV: Finding the way out of a financially difficult situation. How do i do that? Should we focus on our creative projects or prioritize moving to Ireland?

663: How should I know? What i mean is that the best way to make profit isn’t always what makes you happy. Everything is a trade, give and take.

DV: From where you sit, what is most important in life?

663: Nothing is important. You live and you die, that’s all.

DV: So my choices make no difference?

663: They make a difference to you, don’t they? You do not need to be troubled by all that. Sorrows are like shadows, remember?

DV: You feel like such a good, old friend Doombringer. How come we haven’t met before?

663: Ehm..

Couple of lights on the altar went out and I relit them. I also light up some more incense.

DV: I am glad we have met. Being around you feels very empowering and healing.

663: Some need to be crushed and some need to be rebuilt. I am happy to do both. I have the amber you lost in the past. It’s here!

He holds it up to the light. it shines brightly.

663: You need to have the courage to walk into the storm.

Doombringer puts the amber inside my solar plexus. I feel warmth and light inside.

663:There we go! All done! Nothing is lost forever.

DV: Thank you! Do you have a last word for me or something you would like?

He lights his pipe and puffs out a cloud of smoke. It reminds me of the smoking caterpillar.

663: You are free to go. I am just going to chill out now, goodbye.

 Full Moon, Sunday, 12.03.2017

663 appears as a male around 30 this time. He resembles a mysterious magician figure from my dreams.

663: You recognize me Dana Varahi. You remember me from your dreams.

DV: oh, yes! I do. Why did you reveal yourself?

Agent 663: Perhaps because the world is ending right now. I am going to help you, I decided. It doesn’t have to be worth my time since I have all the time I need. You arrived here after all.

DV: I have a feeling that you sent out someone for me. I am not here uncalled. how is that?

Agent 663: I travel freely along the Ellis net. I go where and when I please. You didn’t call me. I stumbled upon you in your sleep.

DV: So you entered my dreams?

Agent 663: Yes.

DV: Were you the black warrior with a black panther I had to kill?

Agent 663: Yes.

DV: Were you present in my ’11’s’ dream too?

Agent 663: I was watching.

DV: The informant?

Agent 663: Yes.

DV: The magician at the top of the black pyramid?

Agent 663: Yes, of course!

DV:The pregnant laughing man too? Where you following me for that long?

Agent 663: I exist. I am present. time has no meaning. No past or future exists where I am. All is one.

DV: Can you reveal secrets? Even deep and dangerous ones?

Agent 663: You mean like state secrets?

DV: Yes, something like that.

Agent 663: I have little patience for politics but I could see if this could be arranged. What secrets you want to be revealed?

DV: I want full transparency, all secrets of the powerful who keep the rest of us disempowered. All secret communications between the big corporations, military-industrial complex, oil companies, big pharma, governments, mob, bankers…

Agent 663: Whoa! That’s a lot of secrets!

DV: Can you do it?

Agent 663: Heh, heh.. Are you sure you want this? Do you realize the possible consequences of it? Do I need to remind you it could mean genocide and war?

DV: Yes. would it be worse than what people endure already?

Agent 663: It could be much worse!

DV: But it doesn’t have to, right?

Agent 663: Perhaps… I will need TIME to think about this. Why do you care? Why not ask something personal instead?

We discussed personal matters before saying goodnight. It was a very long and involved evening giving me plenty to think about.

 Tuesday, 14.03.2017

I meet Agent 663 at the black ziggurat and he takes me for a hike through the jungle.It looks amazing. It is alive and looks like a fractal hallucination, composed of plants and insects. I feel completely disoriented in here.

We finally arrive at some ancient ruins towering above the forest canopy. We sit in silence admiring the view. First stars appear in the sky, you can hear evening animal and bird calls. Jungle stretches to the horizon. Strange mysterious lights emerge from in between the trees and dart off in all directions like insects. There is no sign of civilisation except for the ruins.

Agent 663: I need to warn you against your fear. It clouds your judgement.

DV: Is my fear misplaced?

Agent 663: What is fear?

DV: An instinct.

Agent 663: and when you fear imaginary things?

DV: It’s being paranoid or worried, or both.

Agent 663: It’s being scared of possibilities, good or bad. When you do that you limit yourself.

DV: How can I not be afraid?

Agent 663: This is why I brought you here today. I wanted to show you the Earth after humanity is wiped out. The absolute worst case scenario. You see how beautiful it is?

DV: Wow! Doombringer! That is a bit heavy, but yes, It’s awesome. (giggle)

Agent 663: It puts things in perspective, doesn’t it?

DV: It sure does!

Agent 663: Do you want to know the best possible outcome?

DV: Yes.

 I am hoping to be indulged in some utopian vision of future reality.

Agent 663: You live happy life till you grow old. Which one do you think is more likely to come true?

DV: I guess I have no choice but to find out!

Agent 663 followed to give me some more pragmatic insights delivered with equally charming straightforwardness. It was our last conversation to date.

 

One thought on “Conversations with Agent 663

  1. Very interesting! I read both Anton and Dana’s encounters. It’s hard to decide how to comment as they all appear as separate articles. I enjoyed both Ellis and Doombringer stories.

    This one in particular feels very familiar to me. My whole winter (16/17) was like one long encounter with Doombringer. I was troubled by vivid dreams and visions of war and apocalypse. I felt like the whole of human race was doomed. Life was just an endless struggle that gets harder with time. If you’re lucky (or unlucky) you might live till old age, like my grandparents did. You will see your friends and family die, one after one. You’ll feel your own body fall apart and decay slowly until one day it gives up on you. In a way I felt it was better to die young.

    This whole phase reminded me of my teenage years. Back then I was depressed and I believed we were all doomed. I had suicidal thoughts. Eventually I became ill and I nearly died. One thing was different then – my body. As a teenager I was unfit. My body felt sore, heavy and weak. Now it feels strong and powerful. I realised it wouldn’t be easy to kill. I took massive quantities of hard drugs, sometimes going whole weekends with one or two hours of sleep. Despite that I was still able to get up to work and do twelve hours shifts like nothing ever happened. My health was astonishing. I went the whole winter with only one episode of cold that lasted two days, whilst most my friends were tormented by flu and stomach bugs repeatedly.

    “Ok”- I said to myself- “what if I can not die”. I’ve been watching one of my friends- a guy who has been severely intoxicating for over 16 years. He takes more drugs than anyone else I have ever met- non stop, week after week. He’s either drunk or high or both and it never stops. In his own words he should have been dead years ago, but his body doesn’t give up. He has a job and goes to uni, sometimes going three days without sleep. His friends often joke that he’s an android. He has some missing teeth, but the rest of his body looks surprisingly well, only skinny. His mind on the other hand is not doing so well. He’s a bit mad to say the least.

    At times I felt like I was going mad too and friends started to tell me to take it easy. Sadly though as soon as I sobered up, the overpowering feeling of doom only increased. The political situation of the world and UK appeared hopeless beyond measure.

    I realised I was going to have to face it all somehow. I couldn’t die, my body wouldn’t let me to kill myself. Going mad didn’t appear very pleasant- really lonely and scary. Perhaps I was going to try fighting somehow, making best out of the time I had left, whatever time was left till the doom arrived.

    I am not fully out of this phase yet, although I can see now that my visions were exaggerated. We still have time. In a way time is all we need. We can still enjoy simple pleasures of life- a morning coffee, a cigarette, feeling of sunshine on our skin. We can find joy in our daily activities. People lived through wars and plagues and natural disasters and they’re still continuing. Whatever comes or way we can learn how to deal with it.

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