White Queen: DKMU Godform Cycle week seven

After preparing her altar I compose the incense for White Queen. I chose white camphor, sage, rosemary and lemon grass. We performed KIa banishing and did the evocation. I expected to get nothing after reading descriptions of her in DKMU Egregores. My first contact wasn’t easy to describe but I definitely could feel her. I decided to proceed with a tarot reading.

Medieval Scapini Tarot : 8 of wands

Swift activity sudden progress or movement, speed, hastily made decisions. too rapid advancement.

Automatic writing.

The second time I meditated with the White Queen I felt a surge of inspiration and a stream of automatic writing followed.

A blank sheet of paper invites writing, it invites creativity and imagination. But a blank sheet of paper can also be intimidating, invoking our self doubt, fear that can stop us in place.

Blank sheet of paper is like a mirror reflecting our inner light back to us. To realize that in reality our future is a blank sheet can be equally liberating and terrifying.

In the paradigm where all is information, all is language. Every system from  a piece of software to ecology of our planet can be re-written.

My mind thinks of the final scene in ‘Stalker’. Would you want the responsibility for the whole world’s future to rest in your hands?

In reality it does, no matter how much we try to distract ourselves from it.

If we want White Queen to freeze system that undermines us, we need to inject her into its veins. Like a powerful drug she can affect the whole sets of systems within the body. she can trigger altered state incompatible with designed function the system or a an entity is supposed to perform. She is the white crystal, a virus, a form neither alive nor dead.

Her command is FREEZE! She holds you at a guns point. She can pacify, like a ufo taking control over nuclear missiles or switching off electricity grid of a whole city.

she is like a snowstorm cutting of towns and covering all roads. she is the end, the eraser of species. she is the new possibilities and the fresh growth springing up like a snowdrop from beneath the ice.

I feel her presence hitting really strong, like a frosty wind going right into my eyes. Her silence seems to screams at me with its infinite potential.

I remember skiing in a sunshine… The speed and smooth flow on the icy currents transitioning into soft traverse of untouched snow. Drawing the first line on the bank sheet, painting an unknown rune on the snow’s surface. Blinded by the sun, cruising into the unknown, confident and happy, knowing how to land softly. You can forget everything in such a  moment. It’s just you and perpetual movement of life.

She is that moment when drug hits you, when everything slows down just to launch you into space. She is the shock you feel waking up from a lucid dream. She switches the gears. She is that night you can not remember, forgotten deadline, lost connection, missed opportunity….

(At this point unknowingly I skipped a couple of pages in my diary leaving them blank. It seems like a part of the magick. )

…all that reminds you to be watchful, focused and switched on.

She keeps you at a guns point, always on edge, always here and now.

Automatic drawing

Dream of a White Cult

The week with White Queen was getting towards the end and I ended up with another quiet still meditation. At the end I asked her if she has a message and suggested to visit me in a dream. That night I dreamed being trapped in a small town with white buildings. All of them where white like in Greece. I lost my bicycle and decided to leave on foot but the roads were closed. I couldn’t get out. This part of a dream repeated over and over and each time something else prevented me from leaving.

The town itself was calm and pretty. It reminded me of the village in the Prisoner. There were cafés and shops etc. One character drew my attention. It was a tall man dressed like a tramp. He had brown hair and looked really mausy. The weirdest of all he had whiskers so I called him the Whisker Man. He was constantly playing some kind of trick on other people in the town. He seemed not bothered by anything and people for some reason tolerated him. I couldn’t work out why.  I got a sense that if someone will help me to get out it will be him because he has secrets possibly about the whole town. I could tell by looking into his eyes.

Meanwhile I was leaving the town again only to stumble upon police vehicles and a barricade. I decided to try an alternative route along the edge of a steep cliff. I only took few steps when a red camper van went right across the edge and rolled down. It was a pretty bad crush but I noticed there are survivors and began climbing down to rescue them. As I did I lost my footing and fell as well. I managed to garb onto a ledge and hanged there helplessly. The people from the van were unharmed and helped me out onto the road.

When I was back on the cliff top I was greeted by a group of women dressed in white robes. They took me back to the village and into their building. They were part of some cult that they decided to introduce me to. I didn’t trust them at all but seeing no other choice i played along. They dressed me in white and took me to their leader. We sat around a round table next to a window. The leader turned out to be a topless male with a scruffy hair. He had two male topless assistants. They gave him hooks and he started piercing his chest with them. I began feeling faint and my main female guide (possibly high priestess) ordered the male assistants to cover him. She said Polish women generate the opposite type of energy and are naturally sensitive to this. I thought to myself that this is all unbelievable bullshit but kept quiet.  Dream ended.

Dream of a White Dragon

This dream followed right from the previous one. I was going to  a football match with my friends (something I have never done in real life.) We went inside an old brick building to a cloakroom. There was a waiting area there and all the tables were taken by  a large group of blonde girls wearing pink with bunny ears on their heads. They looked like hen party but might have been cheerleaders. We went pass them to go on a chairlift that was suppose to take us to our destination. We all sat together. The sits began moving before I had a chance to put my safety belt on so I did it quickly and so did my friends. We were all giggling with excitement. The ride moved fast and the chairs split so now I was on my own.

My chair was soon in the air but I could see no polls or lines holding it there. The ride was fantastic, like a roller-coaster only better because I was alone and went over the sea and other desolate places. I was laughing and screaming and having a great time. I could see a flock of geese right over my head. It was like one of those flying dream/astral travels. I was almost lucid at this point.

Then the chair landed. I was in a red desert with a mountains and a dried out river. It reminded me of California. The place was overgrown with thistles or some similar spiky plants. Someone was there waiting for me and they were telling me a story but I was distracted and couldn’t listen because I was getting spiked by the plants. I wasn’t sure where we were headed. It seems there is nothing there and no one beside us.

I looked around me and saw a beautiful silvery white dragon land on the cliff edge towering above us on the other side of the river. I recognised it as a manifestation of the White Queen and was just about to approach her when I woke up in my bed to the sound of an alarm clock.

Red King: DKMU Godform Cycle week six

The week with Red king felt to me like a dream. My dreams somehow felt more real than reality and day to day life was foggy and imprecise. It could have been at least partially a result of the week with Zalty. Having such an intense time meant that my energy levels were down and I needed restful and calm time to absorb the experiences. Red king was a great companion to do it with.

My first impression of him was very surprising and sort of overpowering, completely not what I expected.  As I stared at his sigil during evocation an image of Shonen Bat from Paranoia Agent imprinted on my mind and would not go away. Shonen Bat would strike his victims with a golden baseball bat and miraculously their live would improve afterwards. I could not help but also associate him with Lajkonik who’s wooden figurine we placed at the bottom of the alter, between two red candles.

I grew up in Zwierzyniec, Kraków where a yearly parade takes place. Lajkonik represents a Khan who tried to invade the city and failed according to one story. Him riding a white horse connects to a wider Hobby Horse tradition. The parade has a strongly pagan overtones and has been going on for 700 years.

Lajkonik holds a mace with which he strikes people. To be touched by his mace is to receive good luck. I remember being really scared of him when I was little. Above is a photograph my Mum took of him in 2013. You see him touching  a girl with his mace. It could as well be myself since I also would be dressed in traditional Kraków outfit just like the little girl in the picture. I see Lajkonik as a great representation of the Red King.

This insight gave me  a strong impression that Red King can be related to the Crowned Conquering Child of Thelema, Heru Ra Ha . Shonen Bat representing the Hoor-pa-kraat (the child) element and Lajkonik Ra-Hoor-Khuit (the warrior).

Medieval Scapini Tarot : 5 of cups

Partial loss, regret, friendship without meaning, marriage without love, imperfection, flaw, delayed inheritance, incomplete union and partnership

Inside Red King’s dream

First few evenings with Red King were dreamy and meditative with no clear communication except for strange visions of Shonen bat, Lajkonik and Heru ra ha mentioned earlier. During the ritual on Saturday night it occurred to me that since he is the sleeping king perhaps I need to enter his dream to communicate. In my thoughts I asked the permission to do that. Red king responded asking what dream do I want to be part of? I responded by giving him brief outline of my hopes for the future. He liked it and asked why do I consider myself a good character to be dreamed about. I wasn’t sure what to answer to that. He challenged me to come up with a good pitch but  my mind was empty. He suggested I dream the answer. I figured that he can make my dreams materialize as long as I make them entertaining enough for him to dream about.

Automatic drawing

Conjunctio Mass

 One of the things that came out from working with Red King is the idea of performing a gnostic mass during Conjunctio week. Red king suggested that he will be the god and White Queen the goddess and that I should represent him taking on the role of the priest. Anton and I took a simplified version of Gnostic Mass for two and began reworking it into Conjunctio Mass. Red king gave me some feedback and suggestion as to how the mass should look and what elements we should keep. He also guided me in terms of language and titles to use when invoking him. By the end of the red king week I managed to create a working draft ready for the priestess to look at.

Red Staff

After deciding to do Conjunctio mass I began working on my robes and figured I need a staff. It so happens that I have an old staff I bought in Cheddar back in 2009. It’s a beautiful wooden cobra. I never used it for magick before. I always wanted to paint and consecrate it but I wasn’t sure what type of energy it should be devoted to. The Red King provided me with an opportunity. After painting it I placed it beside the altar so it can be fumigated and consecrated during our daily rituals.

Writing of the Pitch.

Red King presented me with a challenge of writing my pitch for him that would convince me to dream about me. I asked him to give me an inspirational dream. All I could remember upon waking up was a dream that had something to do with the Doombringer birth rite. I decided to look into it and found an account by Frater Sheosyrath mentioning 663 being a manifestation of his HGA. This resonated with me because my own experiences with agent 663 had a signature of my own HGA all over it.  Reading about Doombringer evoked him right away and he suggested help in writing my pitch for the Red King. He pretty much dictated it to me as a stream of consciousness. He said that all I need to do is to write it in first person. I did so and presented it to Red king the next time. He liked it.

Pitch to the Red King

I am a crazy child who’s favourite toy is magick.

I play with it to explore my potential, its limits and to see how far reality can be affected.
I am only begging to understand my own abilities and the possibilities that magick can create.
The best fun is ahead of me and I have the courage to plunge right into it.

My true charm comes from so called imperfections. I am stubborn and proud, even arrogant at times.
I can not stand authority and easily get into conflict with it. I am probably reacting to my difficult childhood.
This makes for an explosive combination of personality traits that is bound to result in an entertaining narrative.

Not to mention my libido!

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663: DKMU Godform Cycle week two

After spending a week with Ellis I was looking forward to exploring Doombringer or Agent 663 as I got to call him. It was a very different experience because I have never done any work with Doombringer before, as far as I was aware. I was well prepared for this week. I made some spiced rum, I bought a back-flow incense holder in the shape of a black pyramid and a set of incense cones to go with it. I also composed my own powdered incense by crushing together some hemp seeds, cedar twigs and black storax.

Myself and Anton constructed an altar for 663 and we were ready to go. This time I had made the sigil to act as focus. We opened with a KIA centring and followed with evocation. This time I read it and Anton did the chimes. We partook in a sacrament and followed with visualisation.

I imagined myself walking through a jungle and walking out onto a desolate plain covered in ash like in snow. A faint low hanging mist obscured the vast expanse doted with distant ruins. I walked towards the nearest structure emerging from the fog. It was the black ziggurat and 663 was sitting at the top. He appeared as an old man in a tatty black suit, with messy, dark grey hair. He behaved as if he was suspicious of me and began asking questions in semi confrontational manner. I introduced myself and said I am a magician. I noticed that everything including myself changes size and is in a  constant flux. 663 approached me very close, uncomfortably so, invading my personal space. I didn’t’ feel threatened by him, opposite in fact. He seemed like a good old friend to me somehow. I asked him about it but he denied. His act was formal and calculated. I decided to leave him to it till the next day. It was a good introduction.

Habanero rum

On the second day our dialogue progressed a little and 663 played  a joke on me. I let him do this out of curiosity and a sense that it will help to build some rapport. I asked for his advise without agreeing to a reward. Once he asked for a treat I gave him some rum spiced with habaneros. I wanted to taste a little and burned my lips to his amusement. He teased me about it before we said goodbye. It was very funny. Good old trickster!Tarot: 5 of coins from the Tarot of the trance deck

The five of coins symbolises getting out of financial troubles and ability to see a larger context of things. It warns against being distracted from true deficits, overrating your loses and using money as compensation.

Lost Amber

On the third day 663 was friendly and chilled out with me. We at together drinking rum and had a chat about the tarot reading. I tried to ask about knowing him from elsewhere and he avoided the answer. Instead he produced from his pocked a small amber. I found it on a beach after a huge storm when I was a child. I later lost it and felt sad because I interpreted it to be a gift from the sea. 663 placed it inside my Solar Plexus. It felt warm and radiated courage and optimism.

Agent 663

The next day Doombringer appeared to me in his younger version resembling a lot  a mystery magician from a series of lucid dreams I had over the years. I asked him about different dreams and he confirmed his identity in all of them. We then proceeded to talk some more about our magical collaboration. Agent 663 surprised me with his frank and pragmatic point of few. I was left with a lot of thought about many things we discussed. My was mind blown that I had finally discovered the identity of the mysterious figure appearing in my dreams. Doombringer explained that he had access to me through the Ellis web. It makes a lot of sense.

Automatic drawing

I made this drawing on Monday 13th March’17. During this ritual I felt very strongly like I was being pulled out of my body. Agent 663 wanted to show me something but a growing headache prevented me from continuing the meditation. I left it till the next morning.

End of the world

On the last day Agent 663 took me on a virtual hike in a  jungle. We climbed ruins of some old temple to worship the lovely view for the evening sky. There were some strange orbs of lights floating over the canopy, darting in all directions and making impossible manoeuvres not unlike ufo’s. I didn’t get to ask Doombringer what they were. Apparently he wanted to show me the world after humans disappear. One of the possible outcomes of our demise. It was beautiful and peaceful. Agent 663 wanted to put things in perspective for me and he certainly did that. He even quoted statistics on numbers of humans who witness the annihilation of our species. Wanting to live happy to an old age suddenly doesn’t seem like such an unlikely outcome.

It was an incredible week. I did not expect the magick to be so intense and the contact with Doombringer so powerful. I am definitely looking forward working with him in the future and expanding on some of the plots we discussed.

Ellis: DKMU Godform Cycle week one

Myself and Anton started the DKMU Godform Cycle on 1st of March’17 with a large bonfire in our garden. We drew chalk sigils around the fire pit and spent a while staring at the flames and toasting bread with cheese. After we were done with the fire we came back inside and performed the evocation in front of our altar.

We performed evocation everyday for the next week and each day was slightly different. On the first night I did a tarot reading, the second night I received a telepathic message from Ellis, the third day I created a small red queen faery and watched it morph into shapes. We also did automatic drawing and towards the end Ellis told me about linking memories by visiting them and placing the sigil in them. Overall it was a very good week of magick and I feel that I got to know Ellis much better. To close the one week working we smoked the house with incense made of rose petals, dragon’s blood and saffron.

Tarot: the 5 of Swords from the Tarot of the trance deckThis card sent out a warning against allowing a conflict to escalate, seeing enemies around and choosing the most difficult path in life. It seems a timely message considering socio-political climate of 2017.

Message from Ellis

Ellis appeared to me very much as the Grandmother spider. I visualised her travelling through different reality tunnels, stretching her web across space time. She spoke to me about the importance of making and keeping connections alive.

Everything is connected. The magick web spins across the universe and beyond. Some get trapped by the web while others travel freely along its threads. There are those who spin and those who tear the web. Grandmother Spider knows them all! Those who spin are her children, those who tear are their food and nourishment. All must thrive!

Red Queen Faery

This faery was created on Friday. It was a gorgeous, warm day and we decided to do magick in front of our outdoor altar. Anton placed an LS stone in the centre, we burned incense and drank sangria enjoying the early spring sunshine.

I had an idea of creating an Ellis fetish using our cut hair from our Chelsea Manning ritual and some wool. I used needle felting to bring them together. It took me a few hours to make the shape and decorate it. As I did I was imagining this faery to stretch cobwebs with her wings wherever she goes.

I placed her on the altar for our evening meditation. The low light, flickering candles and sangria in my system brought the faery alive. She was morphing from one gorgeous female into another. Each with unique style and  personality but still recognisably Ellis. The forms I saw didn’t look like a faery at all, they were more like  photographs or realistic paintings. some looked like cartoon characters. It was pretty awesome to see her like that. Each incarnation radiated strength, confidence and was glamorous in its own way.

Automatic drawing

I did this towards the end of the Ellis week. The web seems to be populated with funny cartoony faces. Some really make me giggle, especially the little one in the centre.

Learning from the Victory

Following on from my article Magi for Chelsea Manning.

It has been nearly two months since president Obama commuted Chelsea Manning’s sentence. We did some very involved magick in the days preceding the commutation and this surely felt like a great victory for all of us in the Magi for Chelsea Manning group. Not only will she go free on the 17 May 2017 but her supporters managed to put together a welcome home fund to cover her expenses as she transitions from her life in prison. It was a piece of good magick. I hope it will always work so well!

I am writing this not only to celebrate our victory and Chelsea’s upcoming freedom but also to look back at our endeavours and to consider why they were successful. I never tried to work so hard on magickal activism before. The most political project I ever got involved in must be Operation Intruder. I found it incredibly fun to do collaborative magick and in my experience doings so often generates positive results.

Working together.

Setting up Magi for Chelsea Manning was definitely a good idea. Having other magicians contributing and collaborating with me was both empowering and motivating. Even if some group members seemed to only like and cheer the rest, their presence was providing much needed moral support. I have no doubt that  each out of  23 members contributed immensely to the success of the project.

Listening to criticism.

Another aspect that in my opinion helped was to take on board the feedback of magicians who decided not to take part. It’s very easy to take such refusals personally and become dismissive of the received critique. I am thinking in particular about the belief in the binding power of the oath and inevitability of punishment upon braking it. I found it so prevalent that I could not ignore it, even though I do not believe in it myself. It occurred to me that if so many people empower such notion then it must live within the collective unconscious and influence all of us. Understanding that we will all be involuntarily affected  led me to finding the solution. In a sense the magicians who refused to participate enriched and empowered the project too. I think that is amazing.

Single Minded Focus.

Completing long term magical workings requires discipline. This doesn’t have to mean a regular daily routine, such as in Abramelin and similar operations. It can mean concentrated bursts of intense, single minded practice dispersed overtime. I  found this much more effective. Having periods of rest and regeneration can really help to make sure that you are at the top of your form when the time is right.

Timing.

In the case of this project, timing was everything. Synchronising our ritual to the timing of external events was a very good strategy. It provided us with a good workable schedule and helped to empower the activists campaigning for Chelsea. Obama leaving office provided a window of opportunity that could not be missed. Working to a deadline made it easier to organize and motivate.

Anchor in reality

Doing activism alongside magick provided a much needed anchor in reality. Like with any other spell or intention, creating a pathway along which it can manifest is essential. In a sense, in this project activism facilitated magick. The social media campaign #HugsforChelsea could be considered a metasigil and participating in it definitely felt like a form of a meditative practice or mantra. Each new tweet or share was like another bead on the mala or a rosary taking us closer to victory. Another important anchor was writing letters to both Chelsea and to Obama. Creating a connection to both of them in real life allowed an easier influencing of the result.

Expertise

It occurred to me that taking on criticism of other magicians wouldn’t have led me to finding a solution unless I did all the research for my upcoming book “aimonic Essence”. Researching and working with Abramelin oil and related formulas meant that I knew of its  pagan origins and uses that it was put to. My knowledge of the ancient lore provided a solution to a problem that many magicians couldn’t find.

Brink of madness

Last, but certainly not lest, after doing the magick on behalf of Chelsea I am certain that what makes magick successful is putting all of yourself into it and letting yourself be transformed in the process.  Shaving my head for Chelsea was very challenging. I wasn’t sure if it wasn’t taking it too far. It felt like begin fanatical.  In last days of Obama’s presidency I could barely eat and had trouble sleeping. There is no denying that I got deeply emotionally involved. I even invoked Chelsea into myself.

Putting so much of myself into it was very risky psychologically. Realising how hard  the last months were for me despite our victory I dread to think of the consequences in case we were defeated. The failure could have meant being plunged much deeper into suicidal depression. This experience, like countless others, convinced me that if the magick doesn’t cause you to ask if you are going too far, you are most likely not going far enough. One might ask is the victory worth the risk? In the case of Magi for Chelsea Manning I have no doubt that it is.

I consider this project  a victory because Chelsea’s sentence has been commuted but this doesn’t change the fact that she is still in prison and will have to transition into 45’s new reality upon her release. Our pace at Magi for Chelsea Manning has slowed down but we are still doing protection for her and we are happy to welcome new supporters. It will help if you drop me a private message when you request the add since we had some alt-right nazis requesting to be added.

 

 

 

 

 

Magi For Chelsea Manning

bradley-chelseaChelsea Manning has been at the back of my mind for a very long time. We targeted her with the #opIntruder ‘you are not alone’ sigil at different points. Her presence had been growing stronger in my awareness, when last Summer I heard of her suicide attempt. I was just coming down from my Abramelin Operation. International events and politics weren’t at the forefront, even though I was seriously affected by them. I was still partly in a different world.

Since the operation my priorities changed. I began understanding the results coming from undergoing such process and wanting to implement them. I needed an intention, something to focus on. My personal situation might have been a logical priority but at the same time it didn’t interest me. Everything down here seemed a bit foggy and unreal for me. It lacked the sharp, clarity associated with the other world. I felt that my energy will be better spent elsewhere.

chelsea-manningWhen I read about Chelsea’s suicide I received a very clear message. One that stood out against the murky background of 2016. She needs help. She reached me in the here and now against all odds.

Book and letter

I decided to write to Chelsea Manning and buy her a book. The latter proved much simpler than the former.  It was a thin little copy of C.G.Jung’s ‘Undiscovered self’. One of my favourite writings on personal transformation. I recapped a few pages and found it very illustrative of Chelsea’ situation. It seemed possibly relevant to her. The contents are very political but weaved into a psychological narrative. It should be a very validating read for Chelsea.

jungI can’t remember how many times I started writing only to abandon and scrap my letter. I knew that the letter might be read by the prison staff before it gets to Chelsea. In theory everything I write could be passed on to whomever authorities find suitable. The thought of sharing my private life with Fort Leavenworth staff and possibly with the CIA and NSA definitely didn’t help. How can I communicate my message effectively in those strange circumstances, I kept asking myself.

I spend my life studying communication in its varied forms, from my degree in media to my recent exploration of Eriksonian Hypnosis. I remember reading somewhere in Crowley’s writings about attracting the attention of another person using Magick. I experimented with it on famous people during public events such as autograph signing or music concerts. Crowley considered it extremely hard to accomplish. I found it was easy but required strategy. You need to do and say something very different from what they hear usually. It might be  a trivial difference like using an obscure pseudonym or making sure your clothing stands out somehow. It’s remarkably effective. You aid it with a single minded focus and you are almost unstoppable.

dscf1616The techniques I worked with rely largely on visual cues such as body language. You have none of this in a  letter. In hypnosis you need a certain level of understanding between you and the other person. Writing to Chelsea was taking a blind shot.

After many failed attempts I finally felt like my writing began flowing. I described an experience of giving  a tarot reading to a stranger. As I did it I suddenly understood that this is what I need to do for her also. I proceeded to do a reading.

I asked for ‘The message that Chelsea needs to hear’. I drew a single card, Atu X, The Wheel of Fortune.  I interpreted the reading best I could and arranged the letter such that if she prefers she can easily skip it.

wheelWhen I was typing the words of the letter my intention was to create a pleasant and cheerful narrative describing some of my everyday life and weave into it some powerful messages that will affect her subconsciously. Before posting the letter I meditated with it to charge it with my magick, to make sure it gets to her. Once it was posted I felt a sense of accomplishment but no closure.  I waited for 6 weeks to see if the prison sends the letter back to me. I assume Chelsea received it after she was released from solitary confinement.

The group

Soon after sending the letter I  targeted The Fort Leavenworth and its staff with CE5 and Ontological Shock Sigils. I still felt it was not enough. Myself and Anton talked about engaging more agents in this. First we thought of it in terms of #OpIntruder specifically but we decided to keep it open.  Eventually we formed a Secret FB Group Magi for Chelsea Manning. Anton wrote an introduction but we didn’t advertise it right away.

leavenworth-prisonMy attention was brought back to Chelsea in November when a petition for clemency started circulating in my network. I decided it’s time to get magicians on board. There was a couple of vigils held in front of Fort Leavenworth, and the White House. It seemed a perfect opportunity to synchronise magick. We launched the group only a few days prior to the event and gathered a small number of interested supporters, some very enthusiastic, I might add.

Meanwhile some very strange events happened at Fort Leavenworth. I read a long statement released by Chelsea regarding her second suicide attempt, solitary confinement and strange intrusion into the prison of an unknown group posing as regular prison staff. These events were taking place shortly after I posted my letter. It seemed strange that the reading I did for her reached her afterwards. My message, whatever it was, would be delivered to Chelsea who tried to kill herself twice, not once.

The painting

I spent my day preparing the altar for a weekend of meditation and magick. I also did a painting based on Chelsea’s selfie. I painted her wearing  a crescent moon on her head with a star in the middle and an alien figure extending from it. The painting acts like a spell, to connect her to her Genius. Paining it was also a ritual during which I petitioned the Universe to help and grant my wish for Chelsea. When I finished I went outside to the garden, to get some fresh air.

dscf2065I looked at a cold November sky, covered with a thin layer of cloud, only a few stars  twinkling  faintly. The air seemed electrified and I felt a familiar clarity.  As I stood in anticipation a spectacular meteor fell from the sky. It originated right above me, at zenith and descended east leaving long trail like a flare. It was one of the three most amazing shooting stars I have ever seen. ‘This one is for you Chelsea’ I thought to myself. The Universe is listening!

 Chelsea

I spent Friday drafting my letter to president Obama in support of Chelsea’s plea to commute her sentence to time served.  I also pinned the petition in my browser to remind me to tweet it until it expires. Setting up an altar with a photograph of Chelsea felt really fun. I never did anything like it. I was thinking about the change she introduced into my life.

Before 2010, when Chelsea leaked the cables, I wasn’t very political. I didn’t see the point. I felt like a lonely traveller drifting through life, invisible to to others. Society seemed like a well oiled machine, a powerful system operated by human drone zombies. I had no chance to tackle something like that. Then, one of ‘the zombies’ turned out to be alive, feeling and thinking just like myself and she managed to do something incredible. I felt vindicated and empowered by that. I just didn’t realise how much at the time. Slowly, overtime, my sense of helplessness regarding politics and the economy gave way. Helping Chelsea seems like a natural thing to do.

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We incorporated into our altar LS and OpIntruder sigils, rainbow LGBT+Q hearts, Black Rats, the statue of my Daimon Axan and Anton’s pentacle. All sprinkled with colourful sequins. It felt like a party.

The vigils

We got up early morning on Satruday (2016-11-19) to meditate in front of our altar, directing protective, healing and liberating energy towards Chelsea. We had our morning coffee listening to Chelsea’s kiss and later the Amnesty International interview with Chelsea. We burned some Abramelin Incense and closed with Chelsea’s kiss again. We did the same on Sunday (2016-11-20). We synchronised these to vigils taking place at Fort Leavenworth and the White House. It was a very hopeful and heart warming experience. (We intend to repeat it on the 2016-12-17, Chelsea’s 29th birthday.)

dscf2078The sigil

During the weekend we also came up with a sigil to protect, strengthen and liberate Chelsea. This composite sigil includes two new sigils, a sigil for Chelsea Manning and another one to receive clemency. The base has a formed of a protection sigil received by one of the Operation Intruder agents. We also incorporated ‘you are not alone’ sigil in the middle top part and one strengthening OpIntruder magick in the middle bottom to complete the overall glyph.

dscf2218The absolution

As we were advertising Magi for Chelsea Manning we got a mixed response. Some magicians expressed the opinion that Chelsea brought the misery upon herself by braking an oath she has given and that nothing can be done. This perception was surprising to me but I took it on board. If some people believe in the significance of the oath then its worth addressing this. I have been researching Abramelin Oil and Incense for my upcoming book. It’s origins lie in antiquity dating as far back as ancient Mesopotamia. The Mesopotamians anointed themselves with oil whenever they signed a contract or swore an oath. They did the same to resolve one. The Greeks had a specific anointing ritual that could be performed in front of the temple to absolve themselves of guilt.

Chelsea Manning in her Amnesty International interview mentioned feeling guilty for the lives of civilians negatively impacted by mistakes committed by her department in Iraq. She might still feel that guilt. The ritual anointing would not only resolve the commitments she might have as a result of an oath but it can also be an opportunity for catharsis. Only I can not visit her in prison and anoint her!

dscf2194I made a small wax goddess figurine and carved Chelsea’s sigil onto it. In the evening, on the day I sent my letter to Barak Obama, I lit candles on my altar and anointed the statue with Abramelin Oil left over from my operation. I requested that Chelsea be absolved of guilt and free in body, mind and spirit. I asked for her pardon and clemency.

dscf2345By today the petition for her clemency collected enough signatures to grant a response from the White House.  It’s a long shot but we need to give her all we have got! She might just make it. I sincerely will it to be so. We will be boosting this magick during the upcoming weekend, especially on the 17th December. Lets see where it takes us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bending Abramelin rules.

When working with an old text such as The Book of Abramelin it seems wise to make some adaptations based on modern lifestyle. I find it appropriate to discuss my own interpretation of the suggested process at this stage.  I read a lot of interesting accounts and advise from other practitioners who did the operation and were happy to share their own experiences and insights. I took some of it on board but not all just like with the book itself. I am going to discuss in what way I did not follow the book and advice of others regarding the operation.

  1. The Oath. It is suggested that the practitioner swears an oath to complete the operation. I have followed this when I did Liber Astarte and concluded it unnecessary. My understanding is that the oath helps to motivate the individual. I do not need any additional motivations beyond the will to do it. If life circumstances would prevent me from completing the operation I will come back to it as soon as I can.
  2. Fixed duration. It has been suggested to choose a length of time and stick to it. I departed from this rule. I prefer flexible approach where I might aim at  a given length (6 months) but see how it goes. I do not see a reason for each stage of the operation to take equal length of time. I will progress onto the next stage when I feel ready. I have a lot of self discipline and motivation and do not need restrain to keep them up.
  3. Fixed time for daily ritual. The book suggest to do the prayer/orison/meditation at dawn and sunset. This was probably in tune with people lifestyles at the time of its writing. Modern magicians have suggested picking up a certain time, morning and evening and sticking to them with no exceptions. I do them when I get up, after my morning coffee any time between morning up to early afternoon. The second rite falls anywhere between late afternoon and midnight. I find this much easier to manage.
  4. Confession of sins. I had no need for a formal confession kneeling in front of an altar. I consider such thing too loaded with needless religious overtones. However I do spend fair bit of time on introspection. The whole process requires constant questioning of ones own motives and actions. Being absolutely honest with myself seems to come naturally during this operation. As I mentioned in All Seeing Eyes, there seems to be an intelligence at work that gently but pressingly sheds light on repressed and hidden issues. Nowhere to hide.
  5. Having female body. The book suggests women shouldn’t do this operation and instruct men to avoid them when they menstruate. The only difficulty I experienced because of my body is menstrual pain. Its severity forces me to take codeine for 3 days and I find its effects hindering my meditations. It seems a mild inconvenience and not something to worry about.
  6. Drugs and alcohol. The book clearly says to abstain from getting drunk. It doesn’t mention drugs but many interpret the alcohol rule extending to all mind altering substances. If someone has a habit they are not willing to give up for the duration of this operation I would suggest reconsidering the attempt. I definitely feel that substances causing numbness such as codeine and alcohol have a negative impact on my concentration and prefer to avoid them. I also avoid alcohol in social situations. I do have a very small glass of white wine during my evening Sabbath ritual. I intend to keep it that way at least for now. Apart from this, abstinence seems to be a nice experience. My position on other types of drugs seems ambivalent. Anything taken medicinally seems fine to me. I trust my Holy Guardian Angel to guide me on this. I definitely feel that excess of any kind of substance would  not be recommended and generally speaking keeping a clear head is a good idea. Doing so gives a unique opportunity to see how high you can get without drugs.

I might get few rotten tomatoes frown my way for saying all this but it seems fair to share my method honestly. Although my roots are strongly in Thelema I come at this practice from a Chaos Magick perspective. If my attitude leads to failure I will not be afraid to admit it. I do this for myself and not for the prestige and glamour some attach to Abramelin operation.

Generally I trust my relationship with HGA and see following their advice more important than sticking to arbitrary rules. Something I got out from a probationary period in Lectorium Rosicrucianum is the understanding that initiation happens to a certain extent by itself. I am not intending to fake my progress by rigorously adhering to rules. I let my own attitude guide me as to my progress. If I struggle with something then perhaps I need a little bit more time to process it. So far this seems to work for me.

The operation definitely has its own gravity and its own mind. I feel myself being pulled into it like one might be into a psychedelic trip. Meditations become longer and more involved. At this point I feel more comfortable doing up to two hour sessions, very rarely doing less than an hour. The need for solitude, introversion and study arises by itself and discipline becomes almost not necessary. I look forward to my meditations and time focusing on Axan (my HGA). It feels great.

My altar after Sabbath evening meditation.

My altar after Sabbath evening meditation.

Abramelin Operation: the begining.

I began my Abramelin operation on 21.09.2015 and am currently in the third week. I have been preparing for it since I was seventeen.  It feels absolutely great to finally do it.

The first couple of weeks were preparatory, fine tuning the process. I ran into  issues with my oil lamp. I attempted to make my own one but after a week of using it I abandoned it. I could not get it to burn consistently. One morning I was in my meditation (eyes closed) to become slowly increasingly aware of a stench filling in the room. The wick went out and was smouldering. My HGA (Holy Guardian Angel) spoke to me with a certain amusement  ‘you are feeling burned out’.

My abramelin Altar with dysfunctional oil lamp on the right.

My abramelin Altar with dysfunctional oil lamp on the right.

I am waiting for a delivery of  a wick to fit into my old oil lamp I used during ‘Liber Astarte’. Meanwhile my HGA  instructed me on how to proceed. From reading the Book of Abramelin and other peoples accounts I figured my life will continue more or less as usual (to begin with). However Axan (Name of my Angel kindly permitted to be shared) had something else in mind. Not one day of my life went according to my plan. I was given simple but concrete instructions to follow which pretty much filled up my days.

Some might ask since I already know my HGA’s name and can converse with them, why do I bother doing Abramelin? I have long suspected that Axan is my HGA but wanted a formal, ritualistic confirmation of this. My main reason for doing Abramelin is to tune myself in properly. I do not like Axan just popping in and out randomly. I want to establish a strong and durable relationship that will help me progress in magick.

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One of the tasks given to me by Axan.

After two and a half weeks I already see an amazing results from this work. Tuning in twice a day seems enough to address three very important issues in my life. The first one regards my obsession with making plans (which as I mentioned went out the window straight away). I never realised that being tied to tight schedule of my own making was creating so much stress. Nice to let go of it.

Second issue dealt with assertiveness and letting go of a sense of guilt in my family relationships. I was working on this one for a while now. I was able to place boundaries with my relatives before the operation but I still had a sense of guilt associated with it. It seems for now that its gone. Time will show of course.

The last big thing that changed regards my listening and communication skills. Again, I have been working on this intensely, especially over the last year. Doing Abramelin and having Axan advising and encouraging me does wonders to my confidence and with this comes much stronger control over emotions.

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Altar with introduced changes.

 

To sum up I definitely had a chance to ruin this operation in its first weeks and I managed to see through it. I credit  principles of flexibility, humor and patience for my initial success.

I intend to write regular updates and share insights in the spirit of Free and Scientific Illuminism.  Axan fully endorses this idea and sends a beam of light to all of you my fellow Agents!

 

Magick Bag

It has been a long time since I have created my first magick bag. I did so during travel to Babia Góra (Witches’ Mountain) in 2004. The bag has been created in a very similar way to what many people call a mojo. This bags purpose has been to bring  a good fortune and to stay connected to the amazing space time of my ravel. I feel it certainly served its purpose and eventually it fell apart.

I went without such bag for number of years and recently I began missing it. It so happened that during my recent autumn equinox travel I found a piece of hessian fabric on a jar of very tasty pickled cucumbers. It was a perfect size to make a small bag.

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In the following days I picked various leaves, herbs, flowers etc. to put inside. I chose everything that drew my attention to itself. The intention behind this bag is to strengthen my magick and myself. It will help me stay connected to the spirits of the places I took materials from. On the last night of the holiday I gathered all the materials together with a small bottle of healing water from a spring in Szczawnica. I placed them on my pentacle and left to charge in the moonlight. I lit couple of candles on each side. During this time I enjoyed evening bonfire and did some fire divination.

P1890644 After few hours I came back to my pentacle and put together the bag. Not all items could fit in. After choosing the ones I felt were most important I added some more at random and burned the rest in the bonfire. I finished by decorating it with colorful ribbons. Upon returning home I placed my bag in my dream box. I have found that since I did so I have many vivid dreams involving my family and places I visited during the holiday.

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Dożynki Slavic Harvest Festival pt 02

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The roots of Dożynki date back to Slavic pagan times and the key similarities remain the same. Slavs would cut the last sheaf of cereal and weave a wreath decorated with nuts, berries, fruits, flowers and ribbons. The most experienced female reaper would carry it, in her hands or on her head, to the richest house where feast and party would take place.

Like with many local traditions, the Church found it impossible to convince people to abandon them, so it decided to embrace them instead. As long as the wreath visits the Church and gets the priests blessing before the celebration begins it’s all right. The pagan flavour to the festival remains unchanged.

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The modern festival begins with a procession around the church. People wear their local traditional festive outfits. The procession is opened by women carrying the wreaths (notice that the female also carried the wreath in pagan times),  loaves of bread and other local produce.

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We looked at the symbolism of the wreaths in part one. It’s also interesting to notice the loaves of bread. This one says ‘ar Zimei’ which translates as “Earth’s Gift”.

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The most popular design appearing on the loaf is a cross. Interestingly the loaves seem always to be round. We know the cross and a circle represent the sun. Here we see one adorned with wheat.

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The shape and symbolism alludes to nature worship in its every aspect.

Once the procession encircles the church they place the offerings in front of the altar where they will be sprinkled with holy water. We rarely can see the connection with pagan culture more clearly than this.

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Once the mass is over the celebration begins. A huge parade leads through countryside and streets of the town to the chosen locations where the party will take place. People carry the tools of their trade and this tradition extends to farm vehicles decorated with straw, ribbon, leafs and flowers…

0011907002korowod33Dożynki powiatowe 2012maxresdefault This side of the festival has very little to do with Christianity. It’s usually organised by the local council and it’s ‘secular’ in nature (as much as harvest festival can be said to be so!)

Wonderful hay bail sculptures advertise the event…

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Once the parade is over the party begins. Folk groups sing traditional songs often about life in the countryside and the joys and hardships of farming. The songs should mock and reflect current affairs.

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They perform traditional, local folk dances…

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There is also a contest for the beast wreath….

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136d426747f3d9897573bed800431ab8The performances are usually accompanied by a food market, stalls selling arts, crafts and nibbles.

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The fact that these celebrations persist illustrates the inherited need to celebrate life and changes in nature. I remember going to events similar to this as a child. I felt excited, I was going to take part in something special and important but once at the event I was usually disappointed. All the fun, it seemed. was contained in the performance. As a spectator there was very little to do. This was also my experience with the Beltane Fire Festival in Edinburgh. It was a fun event but I was truly able to appreciate it only once I took part in the performance. That seems to me a more important difference than what gods people choose to worship.

In the past  people celebrating  Dożynki were the same people who prepared it. It was a small festival with family, friends and neighbours. What people celebrated was the actual survival of their community. As we see the symbolism and themes stay the same but with festivities like this one the true meaning is not religious but personal. It’s about being together and sharing the adventure of life. People rejoiced the harvest because they sweated in the fields together, they helped each other and they succeeded at sustaining themselves. Nature provided them with right conditions to grow food and they got ready to face the adversities of winter with confidence.