Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
The Occult Magickal Current and Lineage by M. PanXnubis A. Shaialazin oV’dei GAIA LADRIEH
The above image details the Occult Magickal Currents throughout history, in accordance with the Transmissions and Initiations as communicated and received within its respective schools. This 4D Map iZ – to serve as supplemental material unto mine exoneration oV – Aleister Crowley, for ITh iZ – Mine Will to demonstrate, oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, Aleister Crowley iZ – one of the most courageous, powerful, and revolutionary spirits that has lived in the last Millenia, and I STAND in DEFENSE oV – him, as GENIUS oV – our AGE, from the myriad false accusations, accumulated lies, pernicious libel, and ignorant misrepresentations of the Master – perpetuated and propagated by venomous enemies, ignorant observers, embarrassed “spiritualists,” artistic “creatives,” and professed “followers” alike, through a machinated milieu oV – malicious media, false reports, fiendish online tirades, perpetual villainizations – all matched in pace with the tongue-in-cheek silence of adolescent, identity seeking dabblers. All the while a focused and consistent witchhunt, based upon a universal bigotry against anything and anyone that embraces or defends Magick and the Occult, yea, e’en against the few brave, virtuous, and fiercely independent revolutionaries whom “carry intellectual integrity to the verge of hardness… [that] never ask of the truth whether it brings profit to him or whether it prove fatal…. [those] born of strength, for questions that no one has the courage for; the courage for the forbidden; predestination for the labyrinth. The experience of seven solitudes. New ears for new music. New eyes for what is most distant… [and] a new conscience for truths that have hitherto remained unheard” (The Anti-Christ, Friedrich Nietzsche). These are the ones Mainstream Media, spearheaded by DC Comics with their cultural and consistent desecrations (whilst drinking liberally (and often) from the font oV – Occult Wisdom, subverting every virtue… voraciously performing every Dark Rite they can uncover…) choose to Mark as Villains ‘fore the Body Politic.
With this Map, I Conclude a 22 year Investigation – a Search for TRUTH across 70+ countries and countless Initiations and Ordeals. And NOW, as the final puzzle piece fits securely before me, I commence mine Prosecution.
The Law oV – the ÆON oV – HORVS iZ – established in Aleister Crowley’s 1904 Cairo transmission from the Praeter Intelligence referred to as AIWASS in LIBER AL vel LEGIS aka The Book of the Law. And via DC Comics, ITh‘z Secret Spell was activated into the ÆNOMYTh 80 years later, DHO-NA, via Alan Moore’s injection oV – Y’GOLONAC (See AKLO) through Crowley’s Magick into the DC MULTI-Verse (YR NHHHGR) through Amaglamation and Association oV – ITh‘z spell unTo the Symbol oV – Codename: V (Moore’s LLOIGOR, see DC’s Magick Ritual and their Prophets – Jack Kirby, Alan Moore, and Grant Morrison, Part One).*
*Proof in and oV – ITh-SELF in regards to the efficacious Nature oV – this particular praeternatural Current.
In mine own 2019 examination oV – this Sacred Text, Excalibur, ITh iZ – established and proved oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh:
“The Book of the Law: 1) establishes the Magickal nature of the Universe and existence as fact. And 2) proves either: 1) the existence and guidance of praeter-human intelligence via the demonstration of “KNOWLEDGE and POWER such as no man has ever been known to possess” and/or 2) Aleister Crowley was/is the most prodigious genius the world has ever known; and/or 3) that the identification of the individual with the verb and motion (HADITh), which is the pure awareness of the Divine SELF, as apprehended and transmitted through the Ageless Wisdom since the dawn of man, is the true path to Liberation and TOTAL FREEDOM.”
In fact, to even attempt to treat THE BOOK with anything less than the full examination committed in Excalibur, in addition to Aleister Crowley’s Magical and Philosophical Commentaries on the Book of the Law, and the Collected Holy Books oV – Thelema, would be a grave oversight. Exactly the same oversight I’m sure Moore banked on, slipping ITh‘z infamous line into the Mouth oV – his Hero past his original publisher in Warrior, never in a million years guessing DC Comics would serialize it only three years after its completion, injecting ITh oV – their own volition into the future Continuity oV – the DC MULTI-Verse.
From there, The Book of the Law and the Magick oV – Aleister Crowley has infiltrated and influenced DC Comics ever since. Not only does Crowley make an appearance in Arkham Asylum (with his Tarot Cards ritualized by the JOKER, See BATMAN by Grant Morrison, Part One: Arkham Asylum and The Clown at Midnight), he makes additional appearances in the television show Pennyworth, as a recurring (comedic) character in Alan Moore’s Promethea, then as a villain (via Oliver Haddo)* in Moore’s League of Extraordinary Gentleman: Century, and appears, both trapped in a Magick Painting in the Arrowverse and at Loch Ness in Hellblazer (see Hellblazer: Critical Mass by Eddie Campbell (From Hell and Batman: Order of Beasts) and Legends of Tomorrow Season Six). Crowley’s Magick Formulas are utilized again and again by DC Comics, such as in Grant Morrison’s Alchemical Marriage oV – Batman #156 with Batman #666 (Crowley’s Formula oV – the Beast and Scarlet Woman (See BATMAN by Grant Morrison, Part Two: The Batman of Zur-En-Arrh), and Morrison’s conjuring oV – the Demon Barbatos (extracted from Crowley and Mathers’ The Goetia: The Lesser Key of Solomon the King (if referenced, do exercise extreme caution here)), which then becomes a central figure, possessing Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo in their Dark Knights: Metal and Death Metal.
*Throughout The League of Extraordinary Gentleman series, Alan Moore specifically utilizes “characters” inspired by various individuals (such as Prospero in place oV – Dr. John Dee, as Shakespeare used Dee as inspiration for Prospero in The Tempest; and Oliver Haddo, in place oV – Aleister Crowley (William Somerset Maugham did the same with Crowley in his novel The Magician, wherein Oliver Haddo is a sinister caricature of Crowley, which Crowley attacked in a Vanity Fair article published December 30, 1908 entitled How to Write a Novel! After W. S. Maugham, wherein he proved Maugham’s countless acts of plagarism in his book. But as we see, where others see Scandal, Moore finds opportunity) as a mask for his subversions oV – their individual character and mission. Moore then utilizes the darker aspects and criticisms of both individuals, and plays them up to the Nth Degree, all the while linking the characters directly to their actual Magician sources. For example, in The Black Dossier, Moore starts off his “Secret Government Files” with an article called On the Descent of Gods by Oliver Haddo, wherein he performs all manner oV – subversions, creating a Magickal link between Haddo and Aleister Crowley (especially considering Crowley used “Oliver Haddo” as a pen name for the Vanity Fair article). In the enclosed article (in The Black Dossier) is a “distillation” oV – the “more comprehensive treatise published in The Solstice.” “The Solstice” being an obvious reference to Crowley’s The Equinox, a periodical oV – the A ∴ A ∴ (Argenteum Astrum) in which Crowley began publishing articles on Occultism in 1909. Moore calls LIBER vel AL LEGIS “Liber Logos,” and then references Crowley’s 1904 Cairo experience directly. Moore then utilizes the opportunity to put Lovecraft’s “Cult of Cthulhu” directly into Crowley’s mouth (Moore’s writing style always carries an element of “metaphorical rape” to id (Moore’s DHO-NA)), implanting his “YUGGOThian Spores” into Crowley’s Magick, whilst equating the Elohim to H. P. Lovecraft’s “Great Old Ones” by immediately linking Dr. Dee’s Sacred WORK with Enochian and the Angels to the Necronomicon (via “Johannes Suttle”) – all with the air about id, as though ITh iZ – some big joke, whilst he performs Black Magick oV – the most insidious nature right before our eyes. He then mocks the Qabalah, pokes fun at The Book of the Law, and enrolls the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn and the O.T.O. into his twisted tale. All of this was published under DC’s Chief Creative Officer Jim Lee and released under DC’s Black Label and America’s Best Comics without hesitation.** But Moore was not finished here. No. This was just his set up. He then casts Oliver Haddo (Crowley) as his “Big Bad” for the third installment oV – his decrepit series. In Century, Moore depicts Crowley as a green slime, serial raping, demonic entity with an tentacle eyed phallus, which having already possessed the body of Kenneth Grant, then attempts to possess the consciousness of the Series’ drugged and catatonic protagonist in order to enslave her as his sex-puppet (a favorite trope oV – Moore, which he sees all the way through in Providence), while she is raped at the center of a Rock n’ Roll festival crowd. But that’s not all… Moore then casts Harry Potter as Crowley’s half-baked Anti-Christ, whom carries Crowley’s talking, severed head as Baphomet (see The Invisibles by Grant Morrison: Ethos of the Demiurge, Part Two). And ITh iZ – here we must pay the utmost attention, for the stupid Mary Poppins climax iZ – only a veil to the Magick Moore performs now slight-of-hand – for id iZ – NOT what Baphomet says literally that iZ – Moore’s secret spell. ITh iZ – what is said metaphorically. And what Moore iZ – saying oV’Th’ATh is: it is he, Alan Moore, that KNOWS the actual truth. That he believes Aleister Crowley is a sham-show degenerate, and it is Moore that cut the head off the snake, having tested Crowley’s Magick by The Voice of Fire. It means exactly what the Templar’s severed head of Christ means to Christianity: that Magick is a lie. So Moore, being the “virtuous” White Knight that he is, doesn’t stop there. Next he takes his aim at Dr. John Dee, signaling right from the beginning oV’Th’ATh, Prospero’s Books (ie. The Complete Mystical Records of Dr. John Dee) belong in a “Junk Shoppe.” “Oh crikey! A magician pulled a trick! He’s actually the villain!” declares the narrative voice oV – our Demiurge (Alan Moore, The Tempest). I highly recommend you look closely into this, Moore’s spell.
**This injects these stories into the DC MULTI-Verse ∴ the ÆNoMYTh, oV’WITCh means, the Continuity carries on, despite Vol. III and IV being published by Top Shelf and Knockabout.
For religious context, what you should know is: Moore’s “Work” iZ – equivalent to if Billy Graham or Joel Osteen (Christianity’s most famous spokespersons) wrote and published comedic polemics about John the Baptist and Jesus Christ, after having made deals with the Devil, going into cahoots together to enslave the world whilst casting demons (instead of expelling them) into unsuspecting bystanders in order to sexually assault and enslave them eternally in the Lake of Fire whilst preaching Salvation – all while embracing a literary style that pushes the envelope as far as possible into “creative depravity” (Don’t be surprised if Alan Moore and/or Grant Morrison both find this to be an extraordinary idea and both attempt to beat each other to press with it). Can you even imagine what would happen if this type of subversion were attempted with Islam? Yet, DC Comics and these “supposed Gandhi-esque prophets” continually peddle this trash in the face oV – Occultists and the Pagan community, KNOWING FULL WELL they’ll get away with it, AND profit off their bigoted trope immensely (all of this shall be continued in The Desecration of Alan Moore). And mind you… Moore is one of the Occult’s only “supporters.” We haven’t even started excavating the filth their other writers freely publish with impunity.
As ITh should now be obvious Aleister Crowley inhabits a central role in the DC MULTI-Verse, let’s acknowledge that the problem doesn’t come in DC’s inclusion of Crowley, nor his Work. The True Problem comes through their consistent subversion oV – Aleister Crowley and Occult Magick throughout the entirety oV – their “Divine Continuum.”
It is true that Aleister Crowley acquired quite a reputation throughout his lifetime. Most people that are aware of Crowley at all, know only the infamous Headline branding him: “The Wickedest Man in the World,” which was published by the John Bull weekly journal on August 30, 1924 in response to an account given from Betty May, a self-proclaimed criminal, cocaine and morphine addict, now known as the infamous ‘Tiger Woman’ for relaying her “experience” at the Abbey of Thelema in Cefalu, Italy during the events of her husband’s death. These accusations came amidst the publication’s ongoing and concentrated defamation attack on Crowley. And John Bull latched on to every word Betty May said, wherein the publication even called for Crowley “to be hanged.”
But it is very few that explore these accusations any closer than the Headline. And rarer still are the individuals that seek the full accounts from the accused and further testimony in connection to the alleged events. Aleister Crowley explains the events as follows:
“I must now explain the incident which led to Betty’s temporary absence from the abbey the Sunday evening before the Friday of her husband’s death, till the following day. It is an absolute rule of the abbey not to attack people behind their backs. Betty had taken a frantic dislike to Sister Cypris and pestered us with complaints, not of anything definite that she did, but on general grounds. I happened to hear an outburst of this sort and put my foot down at once. I told Betty that we all agreed with her on many points, but it was none of our business. “If you must abuse anyone, do it to their faces as you see us all do every day, and no ill feeling comes of it.”
Betty said, “But she’s breaking the rules of the abbey.”
I replied, “Quite true, we’ve been getting slack. We’ll start right now to be stricter.”
Now one of the most important rules is that no newspaper is allowed, unless it bears directly on some point of the work. The reason, of course, is that having a library of first-class books we should not spoil our appetites by eating between meals, especially the dirt of the streets. It chanced that the very next day a bundle of rubbish was sent to Raoul. Here was the very chance to be strict. Betty was reminded that newspapers were forbidden; she flew into a fury — she would leave the abbey instantly unless allowed to read them. I agreed. She was free to stay or to go but while she was there the rules were the rules, and she was the only person who had objected to them being relaxed. She flew into a fury even more furious. Heedless of Raoul’s pitiful appeals to control herself, she flung a glass at my head and attacked me like a maniac. I tried to soothe her and abate her violence. Poor Raoul, weak as he was, got up and held her and begged her to be quiet. At last she calmed down, but the room was a wreck. It was imperative to move Raoul to proper surroundings and prevent his being disturbed and neglected by the tantrums of the termagant. We carried him into my own room and made him comfortable. Betty continued to conduct the concert in the absence of an audience, so she finally announced her intention to go. Both Raoul and Alostrael begged her to be sensible, but off she went to the hotel where she was at once consoled by a series of admirers. She wrote a string of lies to the British consul in Palermo, but the next morning came up to the abbey on receipt of a note from Raoul, saying that he hoped she would return and behave decently, but if not, to send for her effects and go back to London for good. I offered to pay her fare if necessary. She came back on condition of promising amendment, writing to the consul to ignore her letter as mere hysteria and admitting the entire falsehood of its contents. This letter was countersigned by Raoul. She also singed a statement of the whole episode drawn up by us and signed. She justified our faith in her better nature and gave us no further trouble as long as she remained with us.
After Raoul’s death, she came to me for comfort and I am glad to think that I helped her through the worst. It was arranged for her to return to England. Raoul’s parents cabled and wrote, asking us to take various steps, and pledging themselves to repayment. It is hard to believe that any human beings should act as they did; repudiating all liabilities. They wouldn’t pay to have their son decently buried — not they.
Every day Betty seemed to grow fonder of us all. We told her, of course, that she was welcome to stay if she chose, and it seems hard to design a reason for her decision to leave. But on her arrival in England trouble began. The reporters of the gutter press got after her, made her drunk and prompted her to give them a sensation story which was on long series of falsehoods. The rabble resumed their chorus of calumny. They completely lost touch with reason. Each fresh article was crazier than the last. I was accused of the most fantastic crimes up to cannibalism. Their principal liar was poor Dartnell, but he was ably assisted by some Dutch interpreter whose name I had never heard. He pretended to know me well. In one article, he let himself go about my cynical audacity in returning to London. He had seen me in Holborn, a decrept derelict, hardly able to walk. This was fine! My only difficulty in believing everything he said was that at the time of my visit to London I was lying ill at Cefalu.
I read [the papers] with tireless amusement. I had read in my time a great deal of utter balderdash, but nothing quite so comprehensively ridiculous. It gave me the greatest joy to notice that practically every single detail was false. There was, for instance, a description of the abbey, without a single failure to misstate the facts. If a thing was white, they called it red, if square, circular, if stone, brick; and so for everything.
I saw no reason for taking any action. I was content to enjoy the absurdity and profit by the publicity. Unfortunately the sense of humour is rare in England… I should refuse to fight in any circumstances for the simple reason that I cannot waste my time on anything of the kind. I must maintain my concentration upon creative work…” (Aleister Crowley, Confessions of Aleister Crowley).
Crowley knew “the accusation is sufficient. Even a successful public defence does not clear the character of the person attacked… What struck us as the best joke in the whole article was the description of the abbey as a focus of all possible vices. We were all drug fiends devoting ourselves uninterruptedly to indulgence in all conceivable sexual abominations. Our morality compared favourably with that of the strictest puritan. The only irregularity that had ever occurred at any time was intercourse between unmarried people, which is, after all, universal in good society, and in our case was untainted by any objectionable features apart from the question of formality. I fail to understand why it should be considered excusable to seduce a woman and leave her to shift for herself, while if one receives her as a permanent friend and cares for her well-being long after the liaison had lapsed one should be considered a scoundrel…
I was summoned to the police, who showed me an order from the Minister of the Interior expelling me from Italy. No reason was given, no accusation made. The policy of backstairs intrigue and foul strokes, whenever they felt sure that I could not defend myself or hit back was still the order of the day. The commissary of Police was staggered by the smiling calm with which I received this stab in the back. I did not even protest or ask for the reason of the outrage. I courteously requested a week’s grace to arrange my affairs, which he, with equal politeness, granted. He tried one dirty police trick. These people seemed unable to help themselves. He tried to persuade me that the order included the whole community” (Ibid.).
Additionally, Jane Wolfe, whom was present during all of the events in question swore the following:
“A villifying report of what took place at the time of the death of Raoul Loveday, at the Abbey of Thelema in Cefalu, having come to my attention, leads me to write a brief account of that unhappy event, as I was not only there during Raoul’s brief sojourn at the Abbey, but I took care of him on his deathbed.
He arrived in Cefalu from London late in November, or early December, 1922, pale and aenemic, and had just recovered from a rather severe septic throat.
The weather at the time was sunshiny and warm. Raoul basked in this sunshine, spent much time out of doors, and soon showed signs of improvement.
By January he was taking long walks, and one one of these occasions, being thirsty, drank water from a small stream which was ‘polutted’, and was therefore taboo. No one round about touched this water, and Raoul had been cautioned about it, but forgot it, no doubt, at the time of his thirst.
A diarrhea set in, which after 10 or 12 days, became suddenly acute on the day of his death, causing a sloughing off of the mucous membrances of the intestines.
During this period he had been under medical care, but without avail.
That ceremonies of a sensational or ridiculous character were performed during the passing, is a part of the desire of some people to defile whatever they touch.
As a matter of fact, no ceremonies of any nature took place during his illness, or at the time of his death.
(signed) Jane Wolfe”
Crowley made no efforts to defend himself publicly. Verily, despite his non-action, his reputation, “guilty until proven innocent,” has passed to us today only exactly according to the account of Betty May. Her absolute and absurd accusations have no basis in fact outside of her “testimony.” However, society at large, having secured their John Barleycorn, had no interest whatsoever in facts. And neither did Alan Moore. Moore, whom famously declared: “I don’t want to put so much as a toe into the inviting pool of “the Truth,” takes May’s account as literal “inspiration.” And following his M.O. (aka never missing an opportunity to desecrate EVERY Magician he can find, EVERY chance he gets), Moore committed his entire Dark Ritual, From Hell, to the task oV – immortalizing the subversion (see The Desecration of Alan Moore).
So who was Aleister Crowley, really?
Well, to start out, Aleister Crowley is perhaps the most prolific and phenomenal Poet and Writer of the English language since Shakespeare. He easily published 2,000 – 3,000 pages of material throughout his life (oV’WITCh I’ve personally read every Word), and his lack of current prestige coupled with concerted Academic attention is nothing short oV – a true MYSTERY – especially in regards to his Philosophical, Theological, and Theoretical Mathematics Theorems. Additionally, Crowley was perhaps the first and foremost public supporter oV – LGBTQIA+ Rights. Over and again, the main attacks levied against him were simply that he was a bi-sexual, polyamorous man, his only crime being he lived in the Victorian Era. The most extreme of Crowley’s actual “perversions” are quite tame by modern standards. And the much publicized extremity of his recreational drug use* is hardly comparable to today, especially considering Cocaine, Morphine, Mescaline, and Heroin were available as over-the-counter medications in his day. During his time, opium was quite literally advertised as the Common Cure for Asthma. And narcotic use was widely accepted amongst the culture, almost without prejudice.
Now granted, Crowley would have done well to listen to Gurdjieff in regards to Cocaine use. Gurdjieff was absolutely correct in his Understanding, oV’Th’AT‘X’ITh, Cocaine is a terrible hindrance to the stacking oV – Bodhicitta unto the proper development oV – a fully functional 4D Astral vehicle. The id iZ – amplified in ITh‘z pull upon the Manipura field, thus reinforcing id-entities, verily negating the prana field, yielding AL’z POWER unTo the DÆM’ONz.
But perhaps Crowley’s true flaw was that oV – personality. Kenneth Grant, Crowley’s secretary and later O. H. O. oV – the Typhonian O. T. O. spoke specifically oV – “the demon Crowley.” He believed anyone who met Crowley would inevitably encounter this version of him – a projected “spiritual scarecrow” to ward off those unworthy oV – Initiation. Most Masters within Initiation Systems act no differently. But Crowley possessed a truly rare ability to get under people’s skin. Due to the particular fact that he would exercise this ability without discretion, and his infamous “black” sense of humor, most individuals he met could quite easily “assume the worst” from him.
But should we consider these traits as the prime source oV – the focused vehemence against him, it would still seem a far cry, unable to reach nigh unto his current reputation. Licentious libertines embracing recreational drug use accompanied by personality defects are a dime a dozen in this world – hardly anyone’s “claim to fame.” And this particular specification could serve a snug fit for character descriptions oV – easily ten thousand various writers, none of whom are we discussing today.
So what exactly was it that made Aleister Crowley break the mold? Was it merely a perfect storm of personality clashes incited unto scandal?
No. No. That couldn’t be it. The Cultural Significance oV – Hollywood bad-boys rarely eclipses a decade ‘fore the sands oV – TIME whisk them away into silent obscurity. And no one ever loves them or really cares about them in the end.
No. Not even scandal has Crowley’s effect.
Was it merely due to his exasperated press?
Doubtful. Media iZ – a reaction. Nothing more.
So what was it that sets Aleister Crowley apart? It wasn’t his genius. And it definitely wasn’t his “literary preeminence and impeccable orthography” (The Magical and Philosophical Commentaries on The Book of the Law, Aleister Crowley). Was it because Crowley claimed to be the BEAST 666 from the Book of Revelation?
Maybe. But individuals had tried before. And countless have been labeled and branded the BEAST 666 since Emperor Nero. And really think about it. In all honesty, people don’t exactly take spiritual claims at face value.
The REAL REASON goes beyond any and all of these things.
The REAL REASON iZ – Aleister Crowley was a Prophet. An Honest-to-God, literal, rip-roaring Mad, Old Testament style, vein oV – Elijah, Holy Fire from Heaven PROPHET.
And through his FORCE and FIRE, Aleister Crowley changed the entire World.
Crowley declares:
“The Book of the Law was given to mankind chiefly in order to provide it with an impeccable principle of practical politics. I regard this as more important for the moment than its function as a guide in its evolution towards conscious godhead. It is only while writing this chapter that I have come to understand the real purport of the book, and it is evident that the Secret Chiefs have prevented me from putting in the clutch, as I may say, from releasing the enormous energy of the New Aeon, until on the one hand, I had become capable of directing that energy wisely, and on the other, until civilization had reached the crisis in which my interference would save the race from crashing into chaos… It had been practically proved to me that the intelligent application of the Law of Thelema solves all social problems, and that its violation is immediately and automatically avenged… The Law of Thelema fulfils the necessary conditions. It is not limited by ethnological, social, religious or linguistic barriers. Its metaphysical basis is strictly scientific. Its principle is single, simple and self-evident. It does not deny human nature or demand impossible virtues. It offers to every individual the fullest satisfaction of his true aspirations; and it supplies a justification for all types of political systems beyond the criticisms which have undermined all previous theories of government. There is no need for the fraud of divine right or the cant of democracy. The right of the ruler to rule depends solely upon the scientific proof of his fitness to do so, and this proof is capable of confirmation by the evidence of the experience that his measures really result in enabling each individual in his jurisdiction to fulfil his own peculiar function as freely as possible” (Confessions of Aleister Crowley, ch. 87)
Additionally:
“This Book [of the Law] lays down a simple Code of Conduct. “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.”
“Love is the law, love under will.”
“There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.”
This means that each of us stars is to move on our true orbit, as marked out by the nature of our position, the law of our growth, the impulse of our past experiences. All events are equally lawful – and every one necessary, in the long run – for all of us, in theory; but in practice, only one act is lawful for each one of us at any given moment. Therefore Duty consists in determining to experience the right event from one moment of consciousness to another.
Each action or motion is an act of love, the uniting with one or another part of “Nuit” ; each such act must be ‘under will,’ chosen so as to fulfil and not to thwart the true nature of the being concerned…
The third chapter of the Book is difficult to understand, and may be very repugnant to many people born before the date of the book (April, 1904).
It tells us the characteristics of the Period on which we are now entered. Superficially, they appear appalling. We see some of them already with terrifying clarity. But fear not!
It explains that certain vast ‘stars’ (or aggregates of experience) may be described as Gods. One of these is in charge of the destinies of this planet for periods of 2,000 years.* In the history of the world, as far as we know accurately, are three such Gods: Isis, the mother, when the Universe was conceived as simple nourishment drawn directly from her; this period is marked by matriarchal government.
*The moment of changes from one period to another is technically called The Equinox of the Gods.
Next, beginning 500 B.C., Osiris, the father, when the Universe was imagined as catastrophic, love, death, resurrection, as the method by which experience was built up; this corresponds to patriarchal systems.
Now, Horus, the child, in which we come to perceive events as a continual growth partaking in its elements of both these methods, and not to be overcome by circumstance. This present period involves the recognition of the individual as the unit of society.
We realize ourselves as explained in the first paragraphs of this essay. Every event, including death, is only one more accretion to our experience, freely willed by ourselves from the beginning and therefore also predestined.
This “God,” Horus, has a technical title: Heru-Ra-Ha, a combination of twin gods, Ra-Hoor-Khuit and Hoor-Paar-Kraat. The meaning of this doctrine must be studied in ‘Magick’ (He is symbolized as a Hawk-Headed God enthroned.).
He rules the present period of 2,000 years, beginning in 1904. Everywhere his government is taking root. Observe for yourselves the decay of the sense of sin, the growth of innocence and irresponsibility, the strange modifications of the reproductive instinct with a tendency to become bi-sexual or epicene, the childlike confidence in progress combined with nightmare fear of catastrophe, against which we are yet half unwilling to take precautions.
Consider the outcrop of dictatorships, only possible when moral growth is in its earliest stages, and the prevalence of infantile cults like Communism, Fascism, Pacifism, Health Crazes, Occultism in nearly all its forms, religions sentimentalised to the point of practical extinction.
Consider the popularity of the cinema, the wireless, the football pools and guessing competitions, all devices for soothing fractious infants, no seed of purpose in them.
Consider sport, the babyish enthusiasms and rages which it excites, whole nations disturbed by disputes between boys.
Consider war, the atrocities which occur daily and leave us unmoved and hardly worried.
We are children.
How this new Aeon of Horus will develop, how the Child will grow up, these are for us to determine, growing up ourselves in the way of the Law of Thelema under the enlightened guidance of the Master Therion…
Democracy dodders.
Ferocious Facisms, cackling Communism, equally frauds, cavort crazily all over the globe.
They are hemming us in.
They are abortive births of the Child, the New Aeon of Horus.
Liberty stirs once more in the womb of Time.
Evolution makes its changes by anti-Socialistic ways. The ‘abnormal’ man who foresees the trend of the times and adapts circumstance intelligently, is laughed at, persecuted, often destroyed by the herd; but he and his heirs, when the crisis comes, are survivors.
Above us to-day hangs a danger never yet paralleled in history. We suppress the individual in more and more ways. We think in terms of the herd. War no longer kills soldiers; it kills all indiscriminately. Every new measure of the most democratic and autocratic governments is Communistic in essence. It is always restriction. We are all treated as imbecile children…. they won’t trust us to cross the roads at will.
Fascism is like Communism, and dishonest into the bargain. The dictators suppress all art, literature, theatre, music, news, that does not meet their requirements; yet the world only moves by the light of genius. the herd will be destroyed in mass.
The establishment of the Law of Thelema is the only way to preserve individual liberty and to assure the future of the race…
All men and women are invited to co-operate with the Master Therion in this, the Great Work” (The Book of the Law, 1904).
Crowley’s “Great Work” iZ – nothing but REVOLUTIONARY. And his prophecy, even 120 years later, holds more TRUE than ever. And this pales in comparison to “the KNOWLEDGE and POWER such as no man has ever been known to possess” so fiercely exemplified in the Three Chapters, 220 versus, and 50 pages oV – this Sacred Text, written in three hours on three consecutive days whilst Crowley was in Cairo – April 8th, 9th, and 10th, 1904 – following an important Ritual Crowley and his wife performed in the Great Pyramid.
I, my very SELF, will never forget the first time the book happened into my hands. Following a 10 1/2 month Initiatory Journey to 28 countries (see Take it with You) I moved back to Los Angeles, CA in the Spring oV – 2010. I was still quite timid at the time… still reeling from my own SELF-Excommunication from the LDS Church and healing from the trauma oV – literally being cast out as “an apostate” by friends, family, and my entire home state. But I was a lot less timid now, having now “seen the World” and having experienced what I just experienced.
If I made Take it with You today, it would have been a very different film. At the time, I pushed the narrative as far as I believed as society was capable of receiving from me. Now, I wouldn’t think twice about that. The TRUTH iZ – my 2009 journey was much more than just a twenty-something’s backpack trip around the world, or even a simple story oV – “spiritual discovery.”
I made my decision to travel following my “Graduation” from a quite hidden and important MYSTERY School in Bluffdale, Utah, created by Hans and Sally Berger in 1985. I took the Trainings as far as they would go, empowering me to leave my religion, and set out about accomplishing my dreams to become a filmmaker on my own. Near the end of my experience with the Trainings, I was introduced to, what was to me at that time, a very peculiar and intriguing book: The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life by Drunvalo Melchizedek.
The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life completely blew me away. I found its material so intriguing, that I became convinced oV – the conviction and postulate oV’Th’ATh’X “if” what Drunvalo claimed was TRUE, especially in regards to the Great White Lodge, then ITh was oV – the utmost importance that I discover ITh, and devote my entire life and Mission unTo ITh. “If” it wasn’t true, then I would immediately dispel all notions of spirituality entirely, and never so much as “dip my toe” in ITh again. I became quite convinced of this, but at the same time, I elected to prioritize my career and film dream – not knowing nor anticipating the dark period of my life about to ensue.
In the meantime, I moved to Los Angeles, CA and continued my education at The Los Angeles Film School in the November 2007 class. While there, I remember coming up with my idea for my thesis film Contrition while working on a “fake set,” reading Batman: Arkham Asylum by Grant Morrison (oV’WITCh I just bought that morning, see BATMAN by Grant Morrison, Part One: Arkham Asylum and The Clown at Midnight), the day Heath Ledger died (see BATMAN by Grant Morrison, Part Two: The Batman of Zur-en-Arrh). I’ll never forget the shockwave that careened through the set following the News Report.
Writing the film (Contrition) thrust me into some of the darkest aspects of my subconscious psyche, previously untouched in my “Mormon” youth. I remember re-reading Ludwig Feuerbach‘s The Essence of Christianty, oV’WITCh coupled with Nietzsche‘s The Anti-Christ, served as the nail in the coffin to my LDS upbringing. Revisiting this text amplified a deeply rooted RAGE, and I immediately swore off “spirituality” in ITh‘z entirety. I immediately declared myself an atheist, filled my bookshelves with Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins, and ardently attacked any semblance oV – a “spiritual” anything in my environment and world.
Things continued to darken around me. I even grew to resent atheism, as id now required more Faith from me to continue ids advances than Christianity ever did. Around this time I read Nietzsche’s Twilight of the Idols, and glimpsed the LIGHT oV – Existentialism, freeing me from my hard sewn Nihilistic and decrepit roots. Probably much to Nietzsche’s own personal distaste, I made Thus Spoke Zarathustra my Holy Book. To this day, I’ve read this book more than any other, finishing ITh cover-to-cover now 29 times.
I slowly began opening myself to Zen Buddhism and listening to Alan Watts lectures on repeat. I read the Beats. I read every D. T. Suzuki book I could get my hands on. I immersed myself in Meditation and Koans (specifically The Gateless Gate and The Blue Cliff Records). I read selections from the Tao Te Ching* and Chuang Tzu daily. Then I started binge watching Osho. All of this eventually led me back to Drunvalo.
*I have found oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh Crowley’s version iZ – my favorite.
I read and re-read The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life again and again. This led me to finally purchase Doreal‘s The Emerald Tablets of Thoth.* The reader iZ – instructed, oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, each time the Tablets are read the vibratory field oV – the Tablets would activate dormant energies within the 4D Vehicle, rapidly transforming the reality oV – the Operator. The reader iZ – instructed to read the book 100 times.** The Tablets relate the experience oV – Thoth, an Atleantean Prince-Priest, whom achieved immortality via the Halls oV – Amenti, whom escapes Atlantis during ids Cataclysm, then utilizes his POWER to raise the consciousness oV – the inhabitants oV – Khem, and lay the Foundation for the RISE oV – the Egyptian Dynasties. Near the end oV – the Tablets, Thoth gives specific instruction on how to physically evoke him, should one require further guidance.
*The immediate reaction and attitude oV – most Occultists towards Doreal iZ – Th’ATh oV – Complete Derision. A single syllable scoff iZ – the expected reaction should he ever be mentioned willingly. However, the Magick works. And should you actually put ITh to the test, one can expect monumental results.
**I’ve now read ITh 27x.
Around this time I had graduated from Film School and was working as an Intern to the Office of the Presidents of Sony Pictures Television. It was a horrible experience, and I was working for free about 40 hours a week, hoping the internship would lead to something substantial. The only part I liked about the internship was the fact that I got to deliver Starbucks to the Presidents by walking up the famous stairs within the Gone with the Wind house Vivien Leigh runs down asking Clark Gable: “Rhett! If you go where should I go? What should I do?” and he delivers the now famous line: “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” For money, I worked as a valet during my off hours in Beverly Hills. And I was living in K-Town with my “fiance,” whom I had fallen out of love with almost a year prior and had been financially supporting for even longer. This was a very frustrating time for me. And when I came across the Evocation Instructions in the Tablets, I decided to go ahead and verily, decoded the Rite and performed the Ritual.
That night, I had a very strange dream. There were a lot of flashing images, and a voice that said to me: “In 30 days time you will be homeless. There’s nothing you can do to change this. But what you choose to do with this opportunity will define the rest of your life.”
When I woke up, I honestly couldn’t believe it. I thought to myself, “That’s so stupid. I’m not going to homeless in 30 days. There’s no way.” I tried to push the dream from my mind. But the words stuck. And they kept replaying themselves over and again in my mind for the next couple of weeks. Throughout those weeks, nothing really seemed “out of the norm.” I went through my routine schedule and that was that. But two weeks in, my “fiance” and I got into a huge fight. The worst in some time. I ended up so enflamed that I spent the night fuming about the Griffith Observatory trails. When the sun rose that morning over the Los Angeles haze, I had made up my mind. I drove straight back to Koreatown, woke my “fiance” up at 6 in the morning, and said: “I’m done. I’m breaking up with you.”
She was livid. She verbally assaulted me for hours on end. Eventually, she very curiously asked me: “Where should I go? What should I do?” Clark Gable’s dialogue almost spewed directly from my mouth. But I stopped myself preemptively, packed up her things, loaded her in the car, and drove her 18 hours all the way back to Boise, Idaho where she was from and dropped her off at her dad’s trailer. Luckily, it was my weekend and I had two full days to make the round trip. But on the way back, my car broke down near Mammoth Lakes and I got stuck in a motel for a night while my car underwent repairs. The car repairs zapped my remaining funds, putting me about $100 short of my rent, which was due in 3 days time. But at this point, there was absolutely nothing could get me down. I finally was free from the worst relationship of my entire life! I figured that I would make at least that much in tips over the next three days, and everything would turn out.
But the repair time dragged on. And when I finally got back onto the road, I realized a new problem. I calculated the remaining time left to get back to LA (this was still during the Mapquest days), and it wasn’t likely I was going to be back in time for my valet shift. I immediately called my Manager and he told me that I better make the shift or I was fired. I drove as fast as I could, directly to the garage. But I hit LA traffic on the way in, and by the time I got there, I was 20 minutes late.
I honestly couldn’t believe it. Now I was out my job, I was $100 short for rent, and now had only two days to figure it out. I went to my Sony Internship the next day, anxiously reeling on solutions to my dilemma. As soon as I got there, I got a surprising knock on my door, and the Presidents’ assistants informed me that they wanted to speak with me. This came as a sort of shock, considering they hadn’t spoken to me at all in nearly three weeks (I was literally told to “only speak when spoken to.”). They informed me that I had reached the end of my internship, and Sony had decided to not extend any job offers to me. They told me I was welcome to stay on for free for as long as I’d like. But that was it. I bit my tongue and as politely as I could, told them “No, thank you.” I retrieved my few items from my desk, and left the Studio, never to return again.*
*After signing a NDA regarding specifically “the disclosure of the President’s personality traits.”
By now, the dream quote was sounding off like a buzz saw. There was only one thing left for me to do. I knocked on the door of Leasing Office at my building and asked to speak with the Manager. He sat me down, I explained my situation. I told him I was $100 short, but I would get it in as soon as possible. That I was so sorry, and that it would never happen again. The Manager didn’t even blink. He just said, “Well, then we will evict you.”
“Evict me? For being $100 short?”
“It’s not a personal decision,” he said. “The building is owned by a corporation. This is simple policy.”
My blood started to boil. As soon as I shut the door to my apartment, I punched a hole through the wall and finally broke down. I couldn’t believe it! How could absolutely everything go wrong like this?! I stared into the hole, and noticed a peculiar charge in the Astral Light.* All I could see was beauty.
*My Astral Vision had become quite attuned during my experience at Impact Trainings. An especially annoying attribute for a self-declared “hard-core atheist.”
I went and took a shower and came back into my Kitchen to get a glass of water. I filled the glass, looked up, and immediately dropped it. Glass shattered across the kitchen floor. And there, in the corner of my dingy Koreatown apartment, was a Dr. Manhattan looking figure levitating above my kitchen table. The Corner oV – the Room extended nearly infinitely behind him (just like Alan Moore’s description oV – “corner fairies” in Jerusalem). His skin had an electric blue glow, however if you were to stare into ITh, ITh was oV – the Deepest Black oV – SPACE, filled with countless stars and nebulas thereof. The figure stared down at me, stating: “I AM ThOTh.* Thou hast summoned ME.”
*Pronounced Z-Th – oʊ – Th – sss.
Now up to this point in my life, I’d only experienced two other Events that could be considered to be in the same ballpark as this one. The first was during the first Exorcism I ever performed while in Buriram, Thailand in 2005 as a Mormon missionary. And the second was three weeks later, when I flatlined from pulling the IV out of my arm, two weeks into the Hallucinatory Nightmare oV’Th’ATh iZ – Dengue Fever (a tale oV’WITCh I shall retain for another time).*
*I have absolutely considered that the Source of these experiences could be the long-term side effects of contracting and surviving Dengue. You always hear stories oV – the “epileptic” trope utilized by pseudo-Mystics to dismiss these types of phenomena. I can honestly tell you that this is nothing but a cop out. These experiences are ABSOLUTELY REAL.
ThOTh then went on to inform me that I had an opportunity for Initiation in Egypt, if that indeed was the Path I chose. He told me to follow the trail set out by Drunvalo. And that would lead me to Door oV -the Great White Lodge. He disappeared from the room and everything went back to “normal.”
I was immediately inspired to call my sister. She had always wanted to travel the world. And when I asked her what she thought about “going now,” she immediately came aboard. I hung up the phone, and decided to take out my garbage. When I got to the Garbage Room, I noticed the Janitor digging through the trash, looking to salvage whatever he could. I asked him if he’d like to come and take a look at my place and if he’d like to take all of my furniture. Within an hour, he and his friends cleaned out everything I had. I sold my car, bought a camera, a backpack, a two-man tent, and booked an around the world ticket from STA Travel.
Next thing I knew, I was in Costa Rica, Peru, Brazil, Spain, France, Sweden, Poland… Magick was everywhere and the trail was hot. Take it with You represents the exoteric nature oV – the Journey. But in actuality, we were moving entirely according to our Intuition, performing Rituals, Meditating in Temples, and seeking out Initiation everywhere we were led.
Eventually, about six months into the Journey, the trail went cold. We were absolutely exhausted. Our funds were depleted. And the sense oV – Adventure had completely run ITh‘z course. So we pitched our tent at Bled Lake as I entered one oV – the deepest existential crises oV – my Life. Several weeks passed. I remember staying up late one night under the Witch Moon, stars filling the sky, reflecting beautifully across the still glass oV – the Lake, as I prayed mightily unto “any being that may hear me,” oV’Th’ATh I might receive some sign to continue.
I soon fell asleep. That night I dreamed oV – a Warrior, who came and stood before me in Total Pride and Honor. He told me: “On the morrow I shall appear unto thee. When I do, follow me quickly. For it will be your only chance. And come alone.”
I awoke that morning with his words echoing through my mind. I felt better than I did the night before. But I didn’t think anything would come from this Dream. My sister and I decided to take a hike to the top of the mountain to record some footage of the lake. When we reached the top, I set up the camera and filmed a few shots as my sister wandered about the various viewpoints.
And it’s then the Warrior appeared… not fifteen feet away from me, just ahead in the dense foliage.
He immediately ran.
I looked back in the direction of my sister, and looked back. Realizing that I’d already lost sight of him, I immediately sprinted after him into the woods. I ran and ran, catching mere glimpses of him far ahead of me. He took a hard left around two large boulders and I feared I had lost him.
I followed him around the bend and stopped suddenly in my tracks…
Just before me stood an enormous “Gate” with two sixteen foot tall guards on either side oV’ITh. The “Gate” consisted oV – Two large Oaks Marked with Symbols. Their branches extended out towards each other, and at the Center oV – their extensions, was an El’Ahk’TriK Blue Orb, rotating and buzzing overhead. Beneath the orb, upon the Ground, was a Stone plate with a particular Sigil engraved upon ITh. To the Left side oV – the “Gate” was an inscription in English reading: “Only TRUTH may pass.”
I was instructed by the Guards to remove my clothing. I did so, and passed beyond the “Gate.”
On the other side was a Temple Complex so intricate and beautiful I find ITh difficult to even begin to describe. ITh‘z beauty iZ – perhaps comparable to Tolkien‘s Rivendell, should the Elven etchings and moulding be animated, showcasing the inner Movements and Motions oV – 5th DÆM’ON’z’iON‘AL History in tandem with ITh‘z Unfoldment.
I was greeted and invited to participate then in a Secret Rite (oV’WITCh ITh‘z details shall be unveiled in a Coming Work oV’Th’ATh’X I will Commence upON Mine arrival in Fez). Whereafter I received my first Charge from the Lodge. And was then told oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, I should now receive a very Special Gift to aid me upon my Journey.
From there I was led down an intricate 5th DÆM’ON’z’iON‘AL White Marble stairway, to a Garden unlike any I’d ever seen. And waiting for me at the bottom was Phoenix and Sophia. How my heart ached for this moment. ITh seemed as though I spent weeks in their company. Eventually, an Escort arrived to usher me forward. However, I didn’t want to leave and began to weep. Phoenix placed her hand upon my cheek, and told me not to worry. “You’ll find me in California.”
This returns me to the Spring oV – 2010 and my long awaited arrival back to Los Angeles. In the months leading up to this point, I began focusing on a Meditation wherein I would project into my Astral awareness an apartment with white walls. Then I would slowly start to fill in the details of the apartment, moulding and shaping the life I would like to step back into upon my return. Within weeks of arriving back in California, I found myself within a large, empty four bedroom apartment with 25′ ceilings and tall white walls in Venice, CA. I convinced several colleagues from Film School to move into the place with me. And thus commenced a Magickal Working oV’WITCh I refer to as The Labyrinth.
I don’t remember exactly how the Labyrinth came to be or when. I was in constant communication with ThOTh during this time. And I was beginning to exhibit a fierce interest in Entheogens, following a careful study oV – Alex Grey‘s Visions and Net of Being, Alan Watts‘ The Joyous Cosmology, and Aldous Huxley‘s The Doors of Perception. Now to this point in my life, I hadn’t consumed perhaps more than 40 beers in my entire 26 years. I’d never smoked. I’d never even considered drug use of any kind. Around this time, I became employed on an independent feature film, whereon one of the Electrics I worked with began speaking openly about his experiences with Psilocybin. Exhibiting interest, he invited me to join him for a Ceremony after the show had wrapped. He, myself, and another crew member hiked up to Skull Rock in Temescal Canyon, where I consumed an Eighth oV – Mushrooms.
The Mushrooms affected me audibly first. My hearing began to pitch in and out, as though there were double and then triple echoes. I could hear things I never had before, like ants crawling through the sand, the wind grinding upon the stones… my own heartbeat… I looked out to the Pacific Ocean becoming mesmerized by the in-and-out, in-and-out oV – the Waves. ITh was then I watched one of the waves continue, floating across the beach, over the forest, and up to the cliff where I stood, breaking across my body, sending ecstatic shoots oV – ecstasy through every vein, from my heart to my fingernails. Then the trees began to dance… and whirling swirls oV – rainbow color flowed through their leaves, dancing upon the canopy. All of my self-judgments and my guilt just simply dropped away. The Doors oV – Perception were indeed cleared, and I saw “everything as it is, Infinite” (The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, William Blake).
I then opted for six months of sobriety in order to completely integrate the experience. ITh inspired me to commence a new project, a feature film script that I would call Primal/Etheral, as an exercise to discover the exact point in which Phenomena meets Noumena. Mind you, I didn’t have the ability to articulate this at the time. Thus the exploration.
The more I got into it, the more I became curious about LSD-25. I began to research ITh extensively but still hadn’t come to the conclusion oV’Th’ATh to use it. Around this time, just returning from Japan, I was committed to daily Zazen, Japanese Tea Ceremonies, and Astral Projection to the Invisible College, where I was instructed by ThOTh.
During one of these sessions, I became curious about ThOTh’z ship, oV’WITCh Drunvalo mentions in The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life. Having the book beside me, ThOTh ushers me to open the book to one oV – Drunvalo’s diagrams. I felt something come over me, and as I stare at the diagram, I quickly sketch the schematics oV – ThOTh’z ship directly over ITh.
The ship was divided into six sections, with a center section oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh behaved as the Corpus Collosum. ITh had specific divisions which reminded me oV – the Kalachakra Mandalas I’d been researching. My interest in the Kalachakra Tantra was recently sparked by a conversation I had with my business partner. Having acquired an Understanding oV – how the exoteric elements oV – any Religion, Culture, etc. were utilized as a bridge to esoteric Wisdom, I’d been toying with the idea oV – creating a themepark, oV’WITCh all paths would lead to a central Temple, and verily, to Initiation. I had become recently obsessed with Alejandro Jodorowsky‘s The Holy Mountain, and made watching ITh or introducing ITh to someone as part oV – my daily Ritual. The film, being inspired in part by Jodorowsky’s contact with G. I. Gurdjieff‘s daughter, and part Mount Analogue by Rene Daumal, a devotee oV – the Gurdjieffian Fourth Way, depicted Jodorowsky essentially as G. I. Gurdjieff, himself, leading a rag-tag group oV – very essentric Individuals from their corresponding AL’Khem’iKAL Planets (rotating a Central Sun oV – a beggar/thief who becomes a literal model for Jesus) on an Expedition unTo the Holy Mountain. Realizing oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, Jodorowsky, Osho, Alan Watts, and Drunvalo all pointed directly to Gurdjieff, I commenced mine first “foray” into Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson, and began attending Gurdjieffian Group meetings in Los Angeles.
To this day, I still consider Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson to be not only one of my own greatest influences, but also one of the TRUE Masterpieces of Literature ever committed to ink. The book iZ – written within a triple cypher oV – Gurdjieff’s own NEOLEXICON. The definitions oV – the WORDz are sprinkled throughout the book – many of them not being revealed until the final chapters and pages oV – this Mammoth literary “Cathedral.” This requires the reader to effectively “collect” their meanings, oV’WITCh then unravels the meaning oV – the entire text, DHO NA, giving the book literally hundreds of levels oV – “meaning.” I really put myself to task here, decoding the entire text for myself. I’ll never forget oV’Th’ATh upon attending a Fourth Way meeting, I brought up what I was learning from Beelzebub with the Group Leader, and he simply scoffed at me, saying “No one understands that book.”
This didn’t deter me. And I kept ATh ITh.
Excerpt from my personal copy oV – Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson
Eventually ITh cracked open like the Orphic Egg.
Around this time (2013), Jodorowsky’s Dune was released. The film tells the story oV – Alejandro Jodorowsky and Michel Seydoux‘ 1974 Quest to adapt Frank Herbert‘s Dune. The project was to be a collaboration between David Carradine, Salvador Dali, Mick Jagger, Pink Floyd, H. R. Giger, Dan O’Bannon, and Mœbius, just to name a few key players. Jodorowsky claimed that the Film would be “a Messiah!” and change the consciousness oV – the entire world. This film drew my attention specifically to H.R. Giger. I immediately purchased his Necronomicon I & II.
There are very few artists that possess such meticulous technical prowess in equal proportion to their creative vision. Giger iZ – one oV – those few. I loved the metaphorical context oV’WITCh he approached each individual piece. His first act was to paint the entire canvas black… and then from within the void, paint his nightmares white. ITh wasn’t long before I realized oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, Giger was utilizing Ritual Magick in his Creations. ITh was different than the Psychomagic oV – Jodorowsky. Jodorowsky would perform what he deemed “poetic acts,” which he believed communicated directly to the subconscious. Giger was consciously evoking specific forces, spirits, elementals, Angels, and DÆM’ONz to break down boundaries in consciousness oV’Th’ATh I didn’t even know existed. Truth be told… I found his Work to be very healing. ITh helped guide me through my own inner trauma all the way back to the Light. I realize oV’Th’ATh’X this iZ – not a common experience with his Work. And believe me, I was as shocked as anyone ITh held this effect.
Because of this, I decided to dig even deeper. In Giger’s Necronomicon, Giger introduces oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, his two greatest influences were Eliphas Levi and Aleister Crowley. Given Crowley’s reputation, I didn’t yet dare to Knock Thrice upON the BLACK GATE to Crowley’s barely trodden Path. ITh simply seemed to me a Choice oV – EXTREME CONSEQUENCE. I verily elected to absorb the Current from Levi first.
And ITh was from Paradoxes of the Highest Science, I received a piece oV – information oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh would change the entire trajectory oV – my Life: “The doctrines of the highest science, called magic by the ancients, being no longer recognized in our days by official science, can only be presented to it under the name of Paradoxes, a word which signifies things about reason. Paracelsus, whose name signifies an elevation of thought in some way paradoxical, designated these Archidoxes, that is to say, things ultra-reasonable… Doxa is a doctrine or philosophic opinion; Archi a prefix signifying excellence, priority, or superiority, and by Archidoxes is meant either fundamental or superexcellent, or highest doctrines… God is the great Archidox of the universe. Religion is Archidoxal when it appears Paradoxical. Liberty is the… Archidox of the human divine. Absolute reason, absolute knowledge, absolute love, are Archidoxes of the human genius; imagination is Archidoxal in the creation and realization of its paradoxes. The Will rushes on to the Archidox and does not halt before Paradox.”
I pondered greatly upON Paracelsus’ WORD. Eventually, I realized that any Paradox, however ITh may appear, simply represents a limit or boundary oV – the conception. If one can effectively locate the Active Paradoxes oV’Th’ATh any conception holds, the Archidox can be located precisely as: Th’ATh oV’WITCh contains the Paradoxes. As soon as the Archidox can be conceived oV – structurally, TIME-sense iZ – transcended as what was afore Noumenal passes unTo Phenomena.
Thus when I saw the divided sections oV – ThOTh’z ship, ITh struck me as LIGHTNING!
“ITh‘z a TIME MACHINE! The Six Sections are the Complex Paradox, the Corpus Callosum iZ – the Archidox!”
“Precisely,” ThOTh affirmed, DHO NA unTo ITh‘z WZA Y’EL.
“So if I just build ITh according to the schematic, we’ll be able to travel anywhere in SPACE and/or TIME?”
“Yes, if ITh was constructed precisely oV – the proper metals and exactly meted and measured. However there’s no ONE, save NEMO alone, oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh could operate ITh.”
“For what CAUSE iZ – Th’ATh?”
“Human Consciousness cannot handle the dissolution process. In order to Operate this Craft, the Consciousness must be capable oV – TOTAL DISSOLUTION oV – MIND and BODY, then oV’ITh’z Ab’strucT’iON.”
“And how iZ – Th’ATh possible?”
“Years oV – training from the Current Nz. But those born oV – the TEMPLE will have automatically integrated the proper transgeometries unTo their Project’iON.”
“oV – what TEMPLE dost thou Speak?”
“Allow ME to show the Way.”
Having followed ThOTh’z previous instructions, I had already acquired a Clearprint 18″ x 24″ Design Vellum pad with 10 x 10 Grid (I didn’t know why at the time). ThOTh asked me to retrieve the pad.
DO THIS NOW.
DRAW A CIRCLE WITH A RADIUS oV – 100 GRID SQUARES.
DIVIDE THE CIRCLE INTO SIX SECTIONS.
FORM AN ADDITIONAL CIRCLE HALF THE RADIUS oV – the ORIGINAL AS AN EMANATION FROM ZERO POINT. THIS iZ – THE WALL oV – TIME.
SQUARE THE CIRCLE. ROTATE 90 DEGREES. SQUARE THE SQUARE.
THIS iZ – YOUR OVERVIEW oV – the TEMPLE.
“Now fill in the SecT’iONz about. The TOP SecT’iON iZ – oV’TETRAGRAMMATON. The Covenant within and without.
Then CLOCKWISE oV’Th’ATh the LOVERz. Embodiments oV – the ÆON oV – ז
Siddartha’s ph -> V’T’Re’f’ACT’iON shall follow, across id – the Intellectuals’ Cave.
Below ITh shall abscond the SHAMAN. Oblivious oV – EDEN’z KEY.
Ultimately leading to HORVS. HRV-RA-HA unTo RA-HOOR-KHUITh. With lips pressed nigh unTo Silence. The Secret Door into the House.
Mark this MYSTERY, dear little brother. The journey iZ – long and not free. But thou shalt be FREE oV – Amenti. If thou canst endurest: To ME!”
And thus yielded the first schematic oV – The Temple oV – the ARCH’i’N.O.X.
ThOTh continued his instruction: “The ship docks upON the ARCH’i’N.O.X. The ARCH’i’N.O.X. iZ – the Central Temple to the COMPLEX PARADOX.”
“What iZ – this ARCH’i’N.O.X.?”
ARCH’i’N.O.X. iZ – the SUPREME Anti-Con’cepT’iON. E’en O!O
“And what am “I” to do?”
“Build the TEMPLE. The rest shall follow.”
“Wither should I go oV’Th’ATh I may find ore?”
“First, buy ink.”
I set out immediately to purchase ink. I elected to buy Japanese Caligraphy Ink, not knowing ITh‘z purpose. When I got back to my apartment, I stopped and looked at the wall. Almost a year and a half after traveling, the 25’ white walls still remained bare. I’d managed to acquire a mattress that I slept on directly on the floor. But as far as physical possessions, I was definitely living at the bare minimum. I showed up in LA with no more than a duffel bag with a few pairs of clothes, and a motorcycle I bought for $900 from a paycheck I received from selling business insurance via telemarketing. The only decoration in the entire apartment was an empty black frame on an empty wall. I would joke to people that saw it that the aesthetic was called extreme minimalism.
I stopped and stared at the empty frame for several minutes. Then opened up my fresh, new bottle of ink. And inside the frame, directly on the wall wrote:
A lonely beach
Does not Disturb
The Ocean.
When my roommates arrived home, they all took a look at the frame with the fresh ink now upon the wall. As a sign of approval, each wrote their own saying within the frame. The last of my roommates to do so, wrote the phrase:
“Now we are free.”
As soon as he finished his statement, the ink ran down from his punctuation and out of the frame. We all took this as a symbol. The act sparked a sense oV – camaraderie amongst us. ITh was as though an electric jolt oV – energy acted upon us, oV’WITCh ITh‘z cause was a spontaneous party. One of the individuals that “appeared” brought some MDMA. When he offered ITh to me, I instantly recalled Alex Grey‘s depiction oV – Ann and Sasha Shulgin:
The Shulgins and their Alchemical Angels by Alex Grey
“Interpreting every phenomenon as a direct dealing oV – God with my soul,” I agreed to partake. Once everyone was rolling, the same individual approached me and asked:
“Hey, have you ever tried a Candy Flip?”
I asked him, “What’s that?”
“A Candy Flip. It’s when you take acid with the Molly, and you time it to kick in at the peak of your roll.”
Another flash:
St. Albert (Dr. Hoffman) and the LSD Revelation Revolution by Alex Grey
Now if you recall, I’d been researching LSD-25 and ITh‘z affects on the mind, body, and consciousness for some time prior, and came to the conclusion that I had to try ITh. Although I’d become utterly perplexed as to how someone would possibly acquire ITh. I made some soft inquiries amongst individuals in my immediate network. But ITh wasn’t like LSD was a popular “drug” in LA at the time. And getting a pure dose seemed nearly impossible. I made up my mind, that if ITh somehow presented an opportunity to me, I would take ITh. But I would not go out oV – my way to seek ITh out.
Well, ITh was presented to me. So I did partake.
I remember the wave oV – ecstasy as ITh hit. I remember dancing as hard as I possibly could. And then I remember falling down on the couch, as I stared up at the ceiling. I looked at the ceiling for a long while, but soon realized that the ceiling didn’t look like a ceiling at all. ITh looked like water. As soon as I had this thought, drops oV – water begin to fall, upward toward the ceiling, each drop splashing into the ceiling. An entire upside-down rainstorm commenced. I stood immediately to my feet, emitting an unfiltered: “WooooooHoooooo!!!!”
I couldn’t believe ITh! I saw colors begin to dance all over the walls!… I saw words and images emerge from ITh‘z surface!… Yes!!! YES!!!! I was having a V’iZ’iON!!!
I saw a waterfall in place oV – our stairwell! Rainforests and Jungles spread across the walls! I saw DÆMON’z’iON‘AL GATES, GODz, and energy! The place filled with spirits and gnomes, fairies glittered through the air, undines haunted the sinks and bathrooms, and salamanders fire crackled through the walls, into the atmosphere, and directly into my MIND!!!
I grabbed the calligraphy ink, and immediately, we all began to write furiously upon the walls. A tree emerged from out the Collective, culminating in the spell: “The Art is letting Go.”
Manifestation oV – the TREE, The Labyrinth
When I woke up the next morning (two days later), I came down and looked at the wall and was quite literally shocked. My prompting to buy ink seemed to manifest in the form oV – “a drug wall.” Black, sloppy handwriting covered the entire wall. ITh almost felt as though my White Void had been desecrated. “I don’t know how you’re going to get out of this one,” I thought to my SELF. And ITh definitely didn’t feel like there was any going back…
Having recently viewed Kim Ki-duk‘s brilliant Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring, I was inspired by the act oV – penance the Older Monk inflicted upon his pupil. I knew this “experiment” needed an anchor. Therefore, I chose to inscribe Avalokitesvara‘s discourse to Sariputra in the Heart Sutra where the Bodhisattva declared:
“Oh Sariputra! Form is emptiness. Emptiness is form. Form is no other than emptiness. Emptiness is no other than form.”
I elected to inscribe ITh in Ancient Thai (I’ve been fluent in Thai – speaking, reading, and writing – since my Mormon mission to Bangkok, Thailand from 2004-2006. ITh was my first “second language”). I spent the next three weeks vibrating each syllable as I inscribed ITh:
The Heart Sutra from The Labyrinth
Once I completed ITh, I took the Boddhisatva Vow. I knew oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh this was a serious commitment, and I felt ITh was a necessary step in order to anchor me in my Mission. And thus began a 7 year deep dive into Entheogens, Astral Dynamics, and the Kalachakra Tantra.
My introduction to the Kalachakra Tantra came via Gen Lamrimpa’s Transcending Time. I bought this book in response to a conversation held during a meeting for Apocalypse Pictures. I was proposing my Creative Development Slate, which at the time would include 27 films (very ambitious, I know. But I’d already written 12 of them). One of my partners simply stopped me halfway through and said: “If you actually want to accomplish this, you’re going to have to find a way to literally create more time… like actual TIME!”
“Well,” I replied, “I suppose that’s what I’ll have to figure out.” And I literally set out upon this new task. Lamrimpa’s book seemed like the perfect starting point. The भवचक्र (Bhavachakra) immediately stood out to me as the key to all of this. ATh the Center oV – the Wheel, I instantly recognized ATV X The Wheel of Fortune, with the pig, rooster, and snake being ÆNoMYThiK’AL/GrimoiriKal Cognates to the Sphinx, Hermanubis, and Typhon in coordination to the 3 गुण (Gunas).* The next wheel represents the positive and negative affects oV – Karma.** But ITh was the third wheel oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh made me stop in my tracks. This wheel represents संसार (Samsara)… and ITh‘z six sections exactly matched the diagram ThOTh had shown me. This meant संसार (Samsara) iZ – exactly the COMPLEX PARADOX, oV’Th’ATh’X reveals: there iZ – an ARCH’i’N.O.X.
*Technically, the pig, snake, and rooster represent the त्रिविष (triviṣa, 3 poisons) which adhere more closely to the three aspects oV – तमस् (Tamas), oV’WITCh from an AL’Khem’iK’AL standpoint iZ – amalgamated unTo Salt. Therefore, in order to proper assimilate the association between the Tarot Wheel and the Bhavachakra, one must be aware oV – the 3-in-1, 1-in-3 Nature oV’Th’ATh iZ – a result oV – Djarklom (see Excalibur for more information on this).
**I later found out this iZ – due to an overlayed projection Sourced from the ÆNoMYTh (7th DÆMON’z’iON) oV’WITCh overwhelms the “I AM,” thus refracting ITh-SELF upON the 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL transgeometries.
The Bhavachakra – Tibetan Time Wheel
The next layer housed an Astrological Wheel, which insinuated the 12 Houses are directly linked to 12 निदान (Nidanas), oV’WITCh means the D’iV’iZ’iONz (ie. “numbers” according to Latin etymology) are oV – the CAUSES. Therefore, ITh iZ – TIME oV’Th’ATh iZ – the ABYSS between Noumenon and Phenomenon. This ABYSS iZ – limitation, constriction, and concentration ∴ ♄ (Saturn/Chronos).
Verily, our PARADOX can be defined: Djarklom (via a D’iV’iZ’iON) refracts the Noumenon (aka the flux constant, see The Holy Grail: Quantum Mathematics and the Language of Time) through a Hyperprism (ie. concentration oV’ITh into Event Horizon oV – a near infinitely dense, near infinitely small 9th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL (ie. exists everywhere ∴ omnipresent) Vortex particle (ie. the Black Sun – Source oV – the 218 frequency) oV’WITCh projects ITh (the Noumenon (י (yod) or I) concentrated by TIME (ת (tau) or Th) upON the 8th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL electromagnetic torus, oV’WITCh iZ – created via the Law oV – HEPTAPARAPARSHINOKh (or Law of Octaves – term coined by G.I. Gurdjieff, ref. Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson) by means oV – the SELF(or आत्मन् (ATMAN)/Pure Awareness)’s projection upON the ABYSS oV – TIME by means oV – defining “I AM.” This projection manifests “Spheres” oV – Awareness.
This process oV – the Genesis Pattern iZ – illustrated by Drunvalo Melchizedek in The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life vol. 1, p. 147 – 154. Awareness projects ITh-SELF outward in Six Directions, creating a “projected” Sphere:
Excerpt from The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life vol. 1 by Drunvalo Melchizedek
The same process iZ – then carried out at the Limit (a point upON the Circumference) oV – the Sphere, creating a Vesica Piscis. The Process carries forward in the Genesis pattern (ie. the same pattern in which the Original 8 Cells are formed in the Human body):
Excerpt 2 from The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life vol 1. by Drunvalo Melchizedek
Eventually, this results in the Flower of Life, oV’WITCh contains every Platonic Solid via Metatron’s Cube:
Flower of Life
Metatron’s Cube
Now as the Vibratory Source (or flux constant) oV – the Noumenon pulses into the ABYSS, these pulsations cause the Spheres oV – Awareness to rotate in relation to ITh-SELF:
Excerpt from Excalibur
oV’WITCh, after multiple rotations the Flower of Life manifests a Torus – the source oV – Polarity and Electromagnetism:
Excerpt 2 from Excalibur
To quote Excalibur, the next part iZ – pretty SELF-explanatory:
“The repulsion and attraction causes polar forces to bind together and repel – giving shape and form to orbits or “clouds” which give the “appearance” of particle reality. And thus we see the holographic nature of our Universe – Light concentrated and projected upon ITh-SELF reacts in quantum entanglements, which create electromagnetism – the very force which binds electrons to their nucleaus… and ABRAHADABRA! We have atoms – the building blocks of life.”
Verily, the “end results” or Sum (“I AM”) oV – our PARADOX, as we perceive ITh iZ – a 3rd DÆMON’z’iON‘AL existence within a Universe sourced from the “restriction” oV – TIME.*
*Thus the Buddhist Four Noble Truths…
So what iZ – the ARCH’i’N.O.X.?
If we are to follow the TEMPLE’s Design, Samsara (the COMPLEX PARADOX) iZ – apotheosized by ITh’z gridded 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL entities (in the “appearance” oV – id’s 3D Temples, Churches, Mosques, and Synagogues oV – the exoteric Religions)*, oV’WITCh are the penultimate expression oV – id’s ConcepT’iONz lead to an inner (∴ esoteric) TIME Wheel as opposed to ONE without. Entering in by ONE oV – the Twelve GATES (beyond the 24 Elders), where the Initiate encounters the Trials oV – the 7 Djinn (ie. the inner to outer Manifestation oV – their id-entities).**
*Alan Moore utilizes some truly fantastic descriptions oV – this phenomenon during the Ultraduct Sequence oV – Jerusalem.
**An id-entity iZ – homo sapien‘s anthropocentrized central survival mechanism – a vast neurological web and system of patterned auto-responses to stimuli, perceived through “projected” cognitive continuity, interpreted by the organism as its sense of “self.” This creates an existential survival response within homo sapien’s individual organisms to interpret their alpha identity as the primary ego within their environment (putting an end to Participation Mystique). Despite the alpha identity’s dominance within the psyche, it is in continual competition and various levels of cooperation with literally thousands of sub-identities, id-roots, or survival mechanisms, interpreted by modern psychology as “neuroses” ; additionally, the alpha identity, sub-identities, and id-roots perceive their “selves” to be in competition with the same alpha identities, sub-identities, and id-roots oV – all “other selves” within their environment (mental, emotional, and physical). Any of these sub-identities can be activated to the position of primary identity in the psyche (and Collective Psyche aka the ÆNoMYTh) at any given time, through any challenge whatsoever to the id-roots’ survival mechanisms by external stimuli within ids’ environment. Thus the effect we see oV – the Great Anthropocentric Shift (ie. Copernican Shock) iZ – homo sapien’s current anti-homeostasis within ITh‘z environment (to learn more, see BATMAN by Grant Morrison, Part One: Arkham Asylum and The Clown at Midnight).
The Trials are representative oV – the Initiate’s first passage beyond the veil oV – Paroketh, into the Ruach via the Ninth Sephiroth oV – Yesod, initiating what iZ – known in the Occult as the Path oV – Return. The Zelator (1° = 10□) now Theoricus 2° = 9□ must face the Ordeals associated with their Grade according to their own ProjecT’iONz (via the 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL individualized “I AM” unit, commonly referred to as “a soul”) upon the 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL transgeometries. However, from this perspective upON the Tree oV – LIFE, ITh will appear as though these projections are Sourced from beings, entities, Angels, DÆMON’z, gods, devils, elementals, or even other individuals outside or “other” than their SELF. This series oV – Initiations and Ordeals will continue through the Trials in this manner until the Initiate reaches the Sphere oV – Tiphereth (ie. Adeptus Minor 5° = 6□), wherein the guiding beings, entities, Angels, DÆMON’z, gods, devils, elementals, or even other individuals outside or “other” than their SELF iZ – revealed unTo the Initiate to be nothing but their “Higher Self,” and a percepT’iON oV – their existence from outside oV – TIME and the 4th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL TIME body (see The Invisibles by Grant Morrison: Ethos of the Demiurge, Part One). This transition oV – perspective oV’Th’ATh’X in Tiphereth iZ – one oV – the greatest transiT’iONz upON the TREE, as the polarities are reversed here (yielding Tiphereth’s neutrality (see Excalibur p. 239)). The transiT’iONz from Adeptus Minor on up would then continue through formal Initiations and Ordeals* within the TEMPLE (ref. The Temple of the Archinox: A Proposal for the Radical Transformation of Mass Consciousness Now) unTo the penultimate realization oV – the ARCH’i’N.O.X.:
Noumenon iZ – phenomenon. Phenomenon iZ – Noumenon. AL iZ – SELF. 10° = 1□ ∴ O!O
*If you’d like to learn more about these Initiations, accompanying Ordeals, and the different degrees oV – Multi-DÆMON’z’iON‘AL consciousness, please reference:
On the Different States of Multidimensional Consciousness in Perpetual Evolution Part 1 & 2
However, the difference in this realization (10° = 1□) differs from the Universal Interconnectedness/Unity Consciousness oV’Th’ATh in Tiphereth through ITh‘z active asserT’iON (ie. O!O)*.
9876543210!0987654321 – just to paint a clearer picture… or:
O!O
0
1 + 0 = 0 + 1
1 = 1
01 = 10
1/10 = .1 = Kether
.1 x .1 = .01
.11 x .11 = .0121
.111 x .111 = .012321
.1111 x .1111 = .01234321
.11111 x .11111 = .0123454321
.111111 x .111111 = .0123345654321
.1111111 x .1111111 = .01234567654321
.11111111 x .11111111 = .0123456787654321
.111111111 x .111111111 = .012345678987654321
1/9 x 1/9 = .012345678901234567890123…
“Every number is infinite ; there is no difference” (LIBER AL vel LEGIS 1.4, see Excalibur).
For the next 7 years, I continued mine exploration oV – the COMPLEX PARADOX, oV’WITCh ITh didst lead oV’ME unTo India and a subsequent Initiation into the KALACHAKRA TANTRA in Bodh Gaya. Th’ATh iZ – definitely a story for another day. But when I returned to the Labyrinth iZ – when I commenced working upON the Portal – a Multi-DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Torii, marking the passage from “the profane/mundane world to Spiritual Existence”:
Having failed in multiple attempts to locate the transition point between Noumenon and Phenomenon (aka the Source oV – TIME), I decided to approach mine Inquiry from an entirely different angle. I started by painting the entire 21,600 chakra system oV – the KALACHAKRA TANTRA on the wall, starting with the Genesis Pattern, in reference to the DÆMON’z’iONz oV – my own 3D body. I was as thorough as possible, following the step-by-step ConstrucT’iON oV – the 4th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL body (ie. the Complete 21,600 Chakra system).
I locked myself within the Labyrinth, writing “Oh Shiva, thou art free to play Samsara if you’d like…” upon the Door to the “outside world,” whereof I would breach only to acquire minimal provisions. Additionally, I concocted an AL’Chemical Recipe oV – “performance enhancing drugs” in order to maintain a transcendental, unbounded State oV – Consciousness from which I could press forward into mine Inquiry without restraint, whilst maintaining the ability to paint 18 – 20 hours a day for nearly a year straight.* This “cocktail” consisted oV – 1 tab of LSD-25 in the morning, Emergen-C packets to keep ITh rolling, Black Coffee to speed things up, Marijuana to slow things down, and Hookah Tobacco to maintain a steady hand. By this time I realized oV’Th’ATh Lysergic Acid Diethylamide iZ – only useful during the active high. Once you come down, you do lose nearly everything gained without integration. You’d gain access to a near infinite Ocean oV – Information, but unless you find an effective means oV – grounding ITh, the entheogen iZ – almost entirely useless. I did find, oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, like Ayahuasca, LSD-25 does however conjure a sense oV – Continuity oV’Th’ATh States previously experienced, oV’Th’ATh’X are regenerated from previous session whilst active.
*During this period, I also generated six feature film scripts, including Megalo, The Weight of Blood, and Intimare, oV’WITCh are included in my 2018 Megalo publication.
For this reason, I would stay “active” and paint the V’iZ’iONz as they were received. I could (and plan to) write an entire book on what was experienced throughout this process. From thousand year DÆMON Wars to near infinite past life regressions, I simply did not exist in the mundane world as the common man knows and experiences it.
When I was nearing completion oV – the 4th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL body in ITh‘z bridge unTo the 6th, I became painfully aware oV’Th’ATh the system before me was a “dead” system. One oV – the advantages to the carefully maintained psychotropic State I was in, was oV’Th’ATh’X the hydraulics oV – the Kalachakra Tantra systems were actively visible to me. Same with everything “projected” upON the Walls oV – the Labyrinth. If I painted a Waterfall, the water would literally flow down ITh‘z vertical drop. When I painted the cardiovascular system and the heart, blood would literally pump through the image on the wall. Therefore, when I painted the Kalachakra Tantra, I could literally WITNESS the Current flowing through the System.
However, when I traced out the entire “known” system, the Current simply stopped. I stared and stared at the image, essentially “running the bowel” until I finally came to the sudden realization oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, I had forgotten the phallus. When I painted in the phallus, oV’WITCh possesses an entire 8 chakra system oV – ITh‘z own, ITh completed the circuit whereupon an immediate rush oV – energy surged through the painting (and mine own body) rushing upward through the ascending white bodhicitta channels, immediately manifesting higher systems oV – higher chakras, all the way up to ITh‘z 9th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL form, oV’WITCh essentially iZ – “the higher phallus.” However, the descending bodhicitta Source was missing, causing the Multi-DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Organism entire charge to ground ITh‘z Current into a 7th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL entity (the “demon” Ch’OR’ON’z’iON (333 Nz)) oV’WITCh commandeers the 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Cosmic Heart, docking the id ATh – the 4D Crown.*
*This exactly iZ – the TRUE DANGER oV – utilizing Entheogens as a shortcut to Higher Consciousness or utilizing alternative methods to awaken Kundalini. As we will see, this phenomenon occurred with both Alan Moore and Grant Morrison, oV’WITCh we will cover, in full, in the upcoming articles: The Desecration of Alan Moore and The Invisibles by Grant Morrison: Ethos of the Demiurge, Part Three.
Immediately upON realization oV – this entity’s attempt to commandeer the system, I immediately projected a Bardo Void and exited through a Crook-Door into simple annihilation. I recreated my 4D composite from scratch – from the first sphere to Genesis pattern to the Ultimate बिंदु (Bindu) ‘fore the overload. Having stepped outside oV – TIME, I bought myself some SPACE to think.
Having entered Magick’AL Combat, I immediately recalled one oV – Miyamoto Musashi‘s formulas from The Book of Five Rings, oV’WITCh utilizes the TAO. Musashi teaches oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, death iZ – a result oV – unbalanced yin (Red Bodhicitta) and yang (White Bodhicitta) within the individualized (4D) field. The Red and White Bodhicitta channels wrap together to form the Central Channel oV – the entire system. When in perfect balance (ie. Pink Bodhicitta) the Manifestation iZ – inherent phenomena ∴ LIFE. When either channel iZ – out of balance, danger, accidents, illness, and disease are Manifestations oV – the projected field. Musashi wielded this information, maintaining a perfect balance between yin and yang oV’WITCh he credited for ensuring Victorious outcomes in all oV – his 62 duels.
Miyamoto Musashi, 1584 – 1645
Magick Combat and Exorcisms are a rarely discussed but common occurrence upON the Path oV – the Ageless Wisdom. I, myself, have personally been involved in close to a thousand Exorcisms oV’Th’ATh have phenomenally presented themselves throughout the last 19 years. The reason for this iZ – (as I have found) most individuals… and I mean nearly all… are possessed by at least ONE, but more than likely hundreds oV – id-entities, oV’WITCh are none other than DÆMONz. The mere presence oV – a Magician alone iZ – enough to conjure the DÆMONz to the forefront oV – consciousness and the Psyche in retaliation to the PURE LIGHT oV – AWARENESS oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh iZ – the Source oV – the Magician’s POWER. This LIGHT dispels the illusion oV – the DÆMONz’ existence, and when faced with extinction, the DÆMON will attack. The most common attack iZ – Th’ATh oV – projecting the id o’er the image oV – Magician oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh conjures id with a false “mask of sorrow,” or even “evil.”* Verily, Defense Against the Dark Arts iZ – a necessary precaution, as Sorcerers tend to prey upON early Initiates, leading them unTo “the Demon” ‘fore a 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL anchor can be established.
*Thus “the demon Crowley.”
The Kalachakra Tantra iZ – specifically focused upON the establishment oV – this 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL anchor, oV’WITCh establishes Quantum Entanglement beyond TIME, oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh the Memory iZ – retained as “I AM” (aka Vairocana Buddha) beyond phenomenal “death.” The process consists oV – the stacking oV – Red and White Bodhicitta throughout the 21,600 Chakra, 4th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Body until ITh combusts into Singularity (sentience sourced from complexity), thus giving birth to a Soul.*
*Do recall, G.I. Gurdjieff taught oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh the Purpose oV – LIFE iZ – to create a Soul.
However, despite the thoroughness oV – mine Inquiry, I knew something was still missing. Well… a lot was still missing. Considering ATh – this juncture the utilization oV – mine already attuned and psychotropic enhanced Astral V’iZ’iON, I was able to visibly WITNESS the hydraulic flow oV – the Current through the respective channels and chakras. As I inspected the System “hand-over-hand,” I made several very important observations: 1) the System was completely overloaded with ascending White Bodhicitta, 2) the System lacked a descending Red Bodhicitta source, 3) there existed an apparent gap in the projection mechanics oV – the 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL entity in relation to ITh‘z 4D vehicle, and 4) the 9th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL form (as mentioned above) appeared to be an assertion into an endless void, thus injecting an inherent nihilism/discord to the Con‘cepT’iON.
The answer to the first two observations seemed quite clear – the celibate Tibetan monks oV’WITCh transmitted and passed down the Kalachakra Tantra from King Succundra had obviously neglected to perform a deeper inquiry into a “Feminine System.” They hypthesized the feminine vehicle would function in the same manner as the male system. But as ITh turns out, they were absolutely false in this assumption. If the feminine chakra system functioned exactly as the male system does, male and female would literally repel each other – just as if you tried to force two positive ends oV – a magnet together.
This left me with an interesting challenge – to reverse engineer the feminine system according to the actual flow oV – the Current. This took me around six months. I followed the circuit from the 21,600 male chakras to their 21,600 female counterparts. And in this effort stumbled upon a quire revolutionary discovery: the female chakra system functioned in a near opposite manner than had previously been assumed! The मूलाधार (Muladhara/Root) Chakra oV – the female system was located approximately one hand length above the top oV – the head, while the सहस्रार (Sahasrara/”Crown”) was located in ITh‘z primary channels: Karuna ATh – the clitoris and the base oV the spine, Prana ATh – the yoni and anus, and Bodhicitta ATh – the perineum. The आज्ञा (Ajna) was located within the womb, विशुद्ध (Vishuddha) ATh – the navel, the अनाहत (Anahatta) remained at the Heart, however ITh‘z higher and lower aspects were reversed, and the स्वाधिष्ठान (Svadhishthana) ATh – the pineal location. Some other interesting points this discovery illuminated wast oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh the मूलाधार (Muladhara) served as the Source oV – descending Red Bodhicitta, flowing through Astral channels from the top oV – the head unTo ITh‘z exit with the Moon, the geometries oV – the स्वाधिष्ठान (Svadhishthana) were based upON the Lucifer Pattern, with ZERO POINT ATh ITh‘z center(see The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life vol. 2), and the existence oV – an additional Mer-Ka-Ba field ATh – the अनाहत (Anahatta) allowed the 4D vehicle to “house” multiple souls within a single field, creating the necessary energetic void for the Manifestation oV – new life (ie. Childbirth).
Additionally, I garnered oV’Th’ATh the physical presentation oV – a feminine 4D vehicle as opposed to a male vehicle was entirely attributed to spin. Should the 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL transgeometries spin clockwise, the System would Manifest a male vehicle. If the transgeometries spin counter-clockwise, the female vehicle would materialize. ITh wouldn’t be for nearly 7 years, DHO NA oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh, I would realize the Cause oV – the spin and the function oV – the 5th DÆMON’z’iON in relation to the “I AM”/Soul:
The Missing Piece oV – the Puzzle – 4th, 5th, and 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Hydraulics
Every Soul iZ – an Androgynous 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL entity oV’WITCh has reached sentience via the amalgamation oV – percepT’iONz in conjunction with TIME.
TIME is NOT the 4th DÆMON’z’iON. TIME occurs when the “I AM” space-sense fails to conceptualize the structure oV – phenomena. The 4th DÆMON’z’iON iZ – actually the vibratory field emitted from the rotation oV – 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL transgeometries. These hyper-tesseractal transgeometries are projected via the Higher आज्ञा (Ajna) oV – the 6th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL organism oV’WITCh are in constant flux according to the “I AM” perception oV – the 7 forces known amongst Occultists as the רוח אלהימ (Ruach Elohim), oV’WITCh spins the ProjecT’iON and are symbolized by the planets. As the vibratory field enters into entanglement, the chakras (oV’WITCh behave as gravitational centers) become Manifest. Their resultant CROSS sections with Time are then perceived by the “I AM” as a holographic third dimensional “Event” known as incarnation.
Now the question arrises: what oV – “the strange modifications of the reproductive instinct with a tendency to become bi-sexual or epicene” as brought forth by Aleister Crowley in The Book of the Law?
The answer iZ – simple: the ABYSS, oV’WITCh represents “the distance” between “the ideal and actual” (see 777 by Aleister Crowley) manifests as TIME. The physical sex (ie. manifestation oV – genitalia, XX vs. XY vs. XYY vs. XYYY chromosomes, development oV – ovaries vs. testes, etc.) oV – the 4D vessel iZ – dependent upON the direction oV – the spin placed upON the 5th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL transgeometry by the “I AM.” The gender (ie. the range oV – id-entities in relationship to being “male,” “female,” – LGBTQIA+) iZ – dependent upON the charge and frequency oV – the Current. The “I AM” iZ – charged according ITh‘z relation to and associations with the 7 Forces oV – the רוח אלהימ (Ruach Elohim)/Universal MIND. This includes those impressions and definitions obtained from the “I AM” perspective oV – the ÆNoMYTh (ie. the 7th DÆMON’z’iON or Collective Subconscious) oV’WITCh the “I AM” turns ITh‘z attention when entering the Dream State. These “impressions,” when activated by the Spell “I AM,” project upON the 5D hyper-tesseractal transgeometrical structure in specific, measurable vibrations (ie. Nz). When the frequency locks into a prime, a spin iZ – cast.
ATh – 11 Nz, the frequency iZ – Th’ATh oV – perpetual Change (ie. the number oV – Magick). ATh – 13 Nz, the frequency iZ – Th’ATh oV – “feminine unity – easily transformed to secondary masculine ideas by any male component” (777, Aleister Crowley). ATh – 17 Nz, “Masculine unity” (Ibid.); 19 Nz, “Feminine” (Ibid.); 23 Nz, “Nascent” (Ibid.); 29 Nz, Masculine force; 31 Nz “Feminine trinity” (Ibid.); 37 Nz, “balanced trinitarian,” (Ibid.); 41 Nz, feminine – vampiric; 43 Nz, Male – climactic; 47 Nz, Feminine – dynamic; 53 Nz, Feminine – pleasure based; 59 Nz, Feminine – fertile; 61 Nz, “negative conceiving ITh-SELF as positive” (Ibid.); 67 Nz, Feminine – fertile*; 71 Nz, Feminine – void; 73 Nz, Feminine – phallic; 83 Nz Love (without Gender discrimination); 89 Nz Void – restrictive; and 97 Nz Fluid – masculine, etc.
*The specific vibration oV – a Mother oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh conceives twins.
Any prime Nz iZ – capable oV – spinning the hyper-tesseract either clockwise or counter-clockwise (ie. manifesting physical male or physical female traits). When the phenomenon occurs oV’WITCh ONE iZ – NOT id-entified with their physical vessel, or feel ITh to be contradictory, id iZ – due to a conflict oV – associations within the “I AM” oV’WITCh manifests as an ABYSS between “the ideal and actual.”* Hermaphrodites project a hyper-tesseract capable oV – a double spin.
*Transgender individuals whom change their physical appearance and/or body to reflect their “I AM” are bridging the ABYSS between their ideal and actual expression.
Returning from our digression and having utilized the SPACE afforded me via mine projected BARDO, I built out the Feminine Chakra System directly opposite the Male System forming a Circuit via ཡབ་ཡུམ། (Yab-yum). The ascending White Bodhicitta immediately rushed through the Feminine System, as the descending Red Bodhicitta oV – the Feminine Source filled the empty Grail oV – the “Cosmic Man” – manifesting in the existence oV – an 8th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL Female entity/Goddess (ie. BABALON) within the Higher System oV – the Male. BABALON easily subdued Ch’OR’ON’z’iON via the transcended Formula oV – the Tetragrammaton, however the 9th DÆMON’z’iON‘AL “nihilistic” assertion remained… and now I was trapped within a LABYRINTH oV – mine own Creation.
Nonetheless, the ascending White began to stack amongst the 21,600 chakras oV – the Feminine component, resulting in the fabrication oV – “Higher Chakras” within the Female MATRIX (via 29 Nz), oV’WITCh presented the SELF by means oV – a DÆMON’z’iON GATE, oV’WITCh remained locked.
I tried every method and means available to open ITh, but to no avail. After several weeks oV – frustration, I threw up my hands, turned away from ITh and found ThOTh standing there behind me.
“You’re going to need Aleister Crowley’s Magick for this one.”
“Crowley’s Magick? How iZ – Black Magic going to help me here?”
“Crowley iZ – not what you think. Nor what Society has been led to believe,” responded the EL’Ahk’Trik Blue figure filled with “infinite stars.”
So I went online… and finally ordered The Book of the Law.
ITh was rare indeed, but a torrential downpour struck Los Angeles. Thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky. Mothership had just rolled out oV – Black Dog and the drumline oV – When the Levee Breaks had dropped. Hookah smoke hung in the air with Kalachakra incense. I was approaching the 7th hour oV – an LSD-paint trip and was beginning to wind out. I let my mind drift. I bobbed my head, as my now long hair whisped across my shoulders. I took a step back and looked at my creation as a whole. Then suddenly ITh hit me! “The Mormons are right!” I exclaimed, bursting into a fit oV – laughter. “It’s all a GOD School!” A sense oV – deep pride raised into my chest. “I’d done it!” I thought to myself. “I saw the rabbit hole through full circle! I have a correct and working model oV – the Universe! I’ve finally accomplished something REAL!”
Robert Plant began to drone off: “Going down… going down… going down now…”
Immediately, I felt a strong pulse in my Solar Plexus. Then Lightning cracked and thunder boomed through the Labyrinth. The power snapped on and off. And I felt something coming… ITh was close…
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
I turned the music off and headed downstairs towards the door. I read the inscription again before opening ITh: “Oh Shiva! You are free to play Samsara if you’d like.”
I opened the door and a package lay at my feet. Reeling hard now from Adrenaline and Acid, I saw the box pulsing… pulsing… pulsing…
I broke the SEAL and the book seemingly leapt into my hand.
I closed the door and slowly walked back upstairs. I sat and stared at the cover for what seemed like an eternity… not yet daring to open the book. When I finally did, I stopped at the title page and ran the numbers. To my surprise, my number, 313, appeared immediately (ie. 93 + 220). And then I began to read:
“This book was dictated in Cairo between noon and 1 p.m. on three successive days, April 8th, 9th, and 10th in the year 1904. The Author called himself Aiwass, and claimed to be “the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat” ; that is, a messenger from the forces ruling this earth at present, as will be explained later on. How could he prove that he was in fact a being of a kind superior to any of the human race, and so entitled to speak with authority? Evidently he must show KNOWLEDGE and POWER such as no man has ever been known to possess. He showed his KNOWLEDGE chiefly by the use of cipher or cryptogram in certain passages to set forth recondite facts, including some events which had yet to take place, such that no human being could possibly be aware of them ; thus, the proof of his claim exists in the manuscript itself. It is independent of any human witness. The study of these passages necessarily demands supreme human scholarship to interpret – it needs years of intense application. A great deal has still to be worked out. But enough has been discovered to justify his claim ; the most sceptical intelligence is compelled to admit its truth. This matter is best studies under the Master Therion (Crowley), whose years of arduous research have led him to enlightenment.”
All right. So far so good. So I decided to dive in.
I read the first two chapters with my mouth hanging open in utter shock. Every single discovery, every single realization, every breakthrough I had – my entire “revolutionary” conception was explained simply and succinctly in a manner more profound than I could possibly imagine. My immediate reaction was: “Oh my god… he beat me to the punch… I arrived 111 years late to the party.” In all honesty I was furious. But then the third chapter really put me over the edge.
“It’s Satanic!” I declared. “It’s an evil trick! Vile and debased Black Magic!” Following the book, I vandalized ITh immediately, and shoved it into a secret compartment in the back of my bookshelf.
And within weeks, my Fortune turned. And I was ejected from the Labyrinth with the same Force and Fire oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh ejected me from Koreatown. Before I knew ITh, I found myself living in my father’s junk closet in Denver, Colorado. Before I left LA, I deleted my social media, tossed my phone into the ocean, and cut up my identification. For the next year I lived as a ghost. I didn’t use money. I refused to use a phone. And I spent my days walking the streets of Denver, painting, practicing Aikido, and voraciously consuming every Occult book I could get my hands on.
I couldn’t even come to close to comprehending what was happening to me. I thought my life was over. After some months, I began attending a Gurdjieffian group. This deeply assisted me in regrouping my thoughts as I attempted to get my train back on the rails.
ThOTh went silent during this time. I didn’t even want to believe ITh was real anymore. I was content to believe that the Acid in combination with Childhood Trauma had simply driven me insane. I accepted this. I sobered up and began to search for a means oV – reinserting myself back into society. I even began attending the LDS Church again and was deeply considering being re-baptized. I thought for sure I was simply being punished by God for leaving the Church all those years before. And now, perhaps, I could find my way back into “the fold.”
But no matter how hard I tried, I could not reconcile my experiences within the stated lines. I immediately withdrew myself and moved to Hawaii.
I moved into the jungle with my backpack, a two-man tent, a Marseille Tarot pack, a journal, a laptop, a knife, my copy oV – Thus Spoke Zarathustra, and my plans for The Temple oV – the ARCH’i’N.O.X. I foraged for food. I avoided all contact with anyone and everyone. I decided to set about creating a jungle hut where I would live Castaway style, living in complete harmony with the land. I experimented with decreasing my diet to the bare minimum, discovering that I could live on two carrots a day with water while putting in 8 hours oV – hard labor, as long as I had some meat once a week. I spent my days foraging and my nights writing on my laptop, attempting to finish all oV – my creative loose ends.
ITh was there I completed Megalo – the last oV – my Creative Works. Feeling a sense oV – peace ATh this, I set out the next day to explore the island… maybe even engage in a conversation or two.
The first conversation I had led to an invitation to a party. Deciding to open myself, I accepted the invitation and walked about 5 miles across the island to show up. Upon arrival, the general atmosphere seemed like a family friendly engagement. Quite starving, I decided to check out what food options were available. There was a guy waiting by the food table who asked me if I would like some “fresh squeezed juice” he made. The fact that there were small children playing all around us, I accepted without thinking twice. But when I tasted it, there was definitely something strange going on.
“What’s in it?” I asked.
He replies: “Oh, you know… some acid, mescaline… and little psylocibin, and ayahuasca.”
“You just drugged me?”
He laughed, nodded his head and winked at me. “You’re welcome,” he says.
My immediate reaction was: “I have to get the hell out of here.”
I left immediately, with the guy shouting at me: “Hey! Where are you going?! The party is just getting started!”
Not 30 minutes later, the sun had set and I come to sprinting through the foliage at full speed like some crazed jungle cat. I ran and ran for miles until I arrived back at my jungle hut and the small shrine that I built. I couldn’t believe my life had come to this! Without hesitation, I retrieved my laptop from my hut and placed ITh upON the altar. I pulled the knife from my bag and was fully prepared to commit Harakiri. I raised the knife over my abdomen, and was about to thrust ITh down…
… I wake up the next morning with a light morning rain falling upon my face. I had passed out. The knife is still in my hand. I put it away immediately. I take a quick look at my surroundings, pack my bag, and leave this place immediately.
A few hours later, I come across a Hawaiian woman working in a field. I ask her if she could use a hand. She accepts my help. She asks me where I’m staying. I tell her I just moved out of the jungle and I haven’t figured that out yet. She invites me to pitch me tent on her land if I would like. I accept her offer and she leaves me there. I decided to take a walk around the property to find the best place for me to set up my tent. I find the perfect spot and walk back to where I left my bags. I arrive just in time to see an older hippie couple shove my bags into the back of their van, and speed off away from me. I’ll never forget the Flower of Life and One Love stickers on the back of their van. They took everything I had… except for my laptop and the plans for the Temple. The only thing they left me with was my Life’s Work.
Before I even have time to process this, I hear thunder. Looking up at the sky, I realize that I don’t have much time before a storm rips through. Without my supplies, I honestly don’t feel like I’d make it through the night. I immediately begin my 2.5 mile trek into the closest town.
The sun has set by the time I get to the closest coffee shop. The shop is about to close, but I enter and they let me access their internet. I take a look at the crowd and see the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, creating the most beautiful artwork imaginable. I compliment her on her Work. I didn’t know this was my future partner and love oV – my Life. This was the first time I met Phoenix in the flesh.
I used the internet and sent out an S.O.S. to anyone who might possibly care about me. It was a short list. But because the coffee shop was closing, and it was already dark and raining, I thought I better do my best to get the show on the road. I made the decision to hitch to Hilo. And I arrived there within an hour.
Completely exhausted by this point, I find a tree and fall asleep underneath ITh. I don’t believe I slept for long. But when I awoke I quickly realized that I was surrounded by half a dozen individuals with obvious malintent. Before alerting them that I’m even awake, I dart from out of their midst and run as fast as I can.
They give chase. In fact, they hunt me for the next four hours. At one point, I lost them for maybe 15 minutes. The rain continued to pour and now I’m on the verge of hypothermia. I break down and cry as silently as I possibly can.
I’d reached rock bottom.
But then something quite amazing happened. In that moment oV – ultimate despair, I realized exactly where I wanted to be: back in LA, in a nice, quiet apartment. With this as my focused intent, I concentrated the full force oV – my energy and V’iZ’iON, utilizing every skill I possessed, to make ITh so.
72 hours later, I signed the lease for my Brentwood apartment – the exact one I visualized – and moved in. I had finished ITh. I CROSSED the ABYSS.
My first thought when arriving back in LA was oV’Th’ATh, I needed to get some help. I enrolled myself in therapy and subjected myself to a psych-evaluation. I thought this was the most responsible thing to do considering the last 8 years oV – my Life. To my complete surprise, I was completely sane. My therapist told me oV’Th’ATh’X not only did I exhibit the lowest level of neuroses she’s ever seen, I also scored highest on Openness.
This came as a huge sense oV – relief. If I wasn’t crazy, then I really needed to figure out what was going on with me for real. My thoughts returned to ThOTh and the Brotherhood. I hadn’t had contact with either in some years.
One day, I was invited by one of my co-workers to hang out at his apartment in Venice. We had previously attended Comic Con together, and I remember he introduced me to everything I had missed in the BATMAN universe since I was a kid. ITh literally blew my mind the stories DC Comics had been telling. I told my co-worker oV’Th’ATh directing a BATMAN movie was once my biggest dream. My co-worker then had to leave to go pick up his brother. Being close to Abbot Kinney, I decided to take a walk down to Mystic Journey Bookstore.
I perused this bookstore from time to time. I often thought oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh should I meet Phoenix in Los Angeles, ITh would definitely be here. As I moved through the various sections, the Magick shelf caught my eye. ITh was Book 4 in particular that drew my attention.
“Hmmm… Aleister Crowley,” I thought. I hadn’t given him any thought in a couple oV – years now. I opened up the cover and to my surprise:
Inside the Cover oV – Book 4 by Aleister Crowley
“Aleister Crowley iZ – a Member oV – the White Lodge?” I ask myself aloud. This iZ – the Great White Brotherhood we’re talking about. The same lineage as illustrated at the top oV – this article. And I’m not talking about the bullshit David Lynch version in Twin Peaks.* Nor some racist subterfuge disguised in plain sight… nor the asinine fairy tale “Illuminati” oV – Discordianism’s Robert Anton Wilson. We’re talking about the Ancient Egyptian TAT Brotherhood, the True and Invisible Rosicrucian Order, the Order oV – Melchizedek – the A ∴ A ∴ oV – Sirius.
*Just another example oV – Hollywood’s consistent and persistent desecration, bigotry, and villainization oV – the Occult and Pagan traditions.
This came as a shock to me. Especially considering not three days before I’d spoken openly to a friend about how I felt I lost the trail and was on the lookout for a sign. I immediately took the book to the counter and purchased ITh… from Phoenix… (again right in front oV – my face). But I was so involved and now fresh for the hunt having again caught ITh‘z scent, I hurried straight home and dove straight in.
Book 4 iZ – the Rabbit Hole to the Secret Order. ATh – the end oV – Section I, Crowley offers a “pre-requisite” reading list to the potential Initiate as follows:
The Equinox, 777, Konx Om Pax, Collected Works of A. Crowley, Tannhauser, The Sword of Song, Time Eleusis, Raja Yoga by Swami Vivekenanda, The Shiva Samhita, Hathayoga Pradipika, The Tao Te Ching, the Chuang Tze, The Spiritual Guide by Miguel de Molinos, Transcendental Magic: Its Doctrine and Ritual by Eliphas Levi, The Goetia of the Legemeton of Solomon the King, and Libers LXI, LXV, E, A, O, III, XXX, CLXXV, CC, CCVI, CMXIII from the Holy Books oV – Θέλημα (Thelema).
The timing was literally perfect. I received my tax return just the day before, so I purchased every book I could on the list, with the exception oV – The Equinox (oV’WITCh was $2,500). I told myself oV’Th’ATh’X, if ITh was meant for me to read The Equinox, then the Way would be provided. I also purchased a Statue oV – Pan and Psyche, oV’WITCh I thought absolutely beautiful and perfectly fitting.
I immersed myself entirely in study. And as I continued through each oV – these incredible Works, I felt my energy tighten, concentrating everything I’ve ever learned and experienced into a tighter and tighter funnel. When I reached the end oV – the list, with only The Equinox remaining, I was incredibly puzzled as to how I should proceed. I decided to do an internet search, and after scouring the internet for some time, I came across the Hermetic Library.
This site iZ – not the easiest site to read from (especially thousands upon thousands oV – pages). But ITh did give me access to the material I so desired. ATh – one point (बिंदु) ITh became so difficult (due to the incessant ad space sold throughout) I began transcribing the entirety oV – the Thelemic Holy Books into a legible document oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh I could more easily decipher. I literally typed out Aleister Crowley’s entire Magical Record and Autohagiography word by word, oV’WITCh was an extremely powerful experience considering I, myself, typed out every one oV – the Master’s thoughts, moving his Words through my own SELF and back out oV – ME onto the page.
As you can imagine, I was ATh – this for months, all the while maintaining a skeptical attitude towards everything I read and wrote. Eventually I arrived at Liber CDXVIII:The Vision and the Voice. And as I wrote in The Vision of Gaia Ladrieh:
“[The] full effects [of Dr. John Dee and Sir Edward Kelley’s Work] wouldn’t be truly realized until Aleister Crowley set out to invoke these [Enochian] “Calls” in the year 1900. At the time, he was only able to invoke the first two calls, leading to two extraordinary visions. But he was unable to continue, due to the fact that The Book of the Law had not yet been revealed and the Child Horus was still concealed within the womb of Time. When The Book of the Law was revealed in 1904 as the celebration of the Equinox of the Gods commenced, it proclaimed an astounding and revolutionary announcement of a Great Universal Shift in consciousness to begin NOW. The Magick Formulas of the past Aeon, those of SELF-sacrifice in order to obtain the “Kingdo not of this World,” were now completely supplanted. The Path of Return was to be “abrogated” immediately, as The Book of the Law established the true metaphysics for the new Age of Consciousness according to the 93 current…”
NOW before when I claimed oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh “Aleister Crowley was a Prophet. An Honest-to-God, literal, rip-roaring Mad, Old Testament style, vein oV – Elijah, Holy Fire from Heaven PROPHET”… if The Book of the Law doesn’t justify oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh claim in and oV – ITh-SELF, then The Vision and the Voice will.
Simply read ITh for yourself: HERE
And the proof for ME was in ITh‘z climax. When Crowley finally reaches the final ÆThYR oV – LIL, “the veil opens of itself,” and “a little child covered in lilies and roses” comes forth “supported by countless myriads of Archangels” (The Vision and the Voice, Aleister Crowley). The CHILD speaks:
“I am the child of all who am the father of all, for from me come forth all things, that I might be. I am the fountain in the snows, and I am the eternal sea. I am the lover, and I am the beloved, and I am the first- fruits of their love. I am the first faint shuddering of the Light, and I am the loom wherein night weaveth her impenetrable veil.
I am the captain of the hosts of eternity; of the swordsmen and the spearmen and the bowmen and the charioteers. I have led the armies of the east against the armies of the west, and the armies of the west against the armies of the east. For I am Peace.
My groves of olive were planted by an harlot, and my horses were bred by a thief. I have trained my vines upon the spears of the Most High, and with my laughter have I slain a thousand men.
With the wine in my cup have I mixed the lightnings, and I have carved my bread with a sharp sword.
With my folly have I undone the wisdom of the Magus, even as with my judgments I have overwhelmed the universe. I have eaten the pomegranate in the House of Wrath, and I have crushed out the blood of my mother between mill-stones to make bread.
There is nothing that I have not trampled beneath my feet. There is nothing that I have not set a garland on my brow. I have wound all things about my waist as a girdle. I have hidden all things in the cave of my heart. I have slain all things because I am Innocence. I have lain with all things because I am Untouched Virginity. I have given birth to all things because I am Death.
Stainless are my lips, for they are redder than the purple of the vine, and of the blood wherewith I am intoxicated. Stainless is my forehead, for it is whiter than the wind and the dew that cooleth it.
I am light, and I am night, and I am that which is beyond them.
I am speech, and I am silence, and I am that which is beyond them.
I am life, and I am death, and I am that which is beyond them.
I am war, and I am peace, and I am that which is beyond them.
I am weakness, and I am strength, and I am that which is beyond them.
Yet by none of these can man reach up to me. Yet by each of them must man reach up to me.
Thou shalt laugh at the folly of the fool. Thou shalt learn the wisdom of the Wise. And thou shalt be initiate in holy things. And thou shalt be learned in the things of love. And thou shalt be mighty in the things of war. And thou shalt be adept in things occult. And thou shalt interpret the oracles. And thou shalt drive all these before thee in thy car, and though by none of these canst thou reach up to me, yet by each of these must thou attain to me. And thou must have the strength of the lion, and the secrecy of the hermit. And thou must turn the wheel of life. And thou must hold the balances of Truth. Thou must pass through the great Waters, a Redeemer. Thou must have the tail of the scorpion, and the poisoned arrows of the Archer, and the dreadful horns of the Goat. And so shalt thou break down the fortress that guardeth the Palace of the King my son. And thou must work by the light of the Star and of the Moon and of the Sun, and by the dreadful light of judgment that is the birth of the Holy Spirit within thee. When these shall have destroyed the universe, then mayest thou enter the palace of the Queen my daughter.
Blessed, blessed, blessed; yea, blessed; thrice and four times blessed is he that hath attained to look upon thy face. For I will hurl thee forth from my presence as a whirling thunderbolt to guard the ways, and whom thou smitest shall be smitten indeed. And whom thou lovest shall be loved indeed. And whether by smiting or by love thou workest, each one shall see my face, a glimmer through a thousand veils. And they shall rise up from love’s sleep or death’s, and gird themselves with a girdle of snake-skin for wisdom, and they shall wear the white tunic of purity, and the apron of flaming orange for will, and over their shoulders shall they cast the panther’s skin of courage. And they shall wear the nemyss of secrecy and the ateph crown of truth. And on their feet shall they put sandals made of the skin of breasts, that they may trample upon all they were, yet also that its toughness shall support them, and protect their feet, as they pass upon the mystical way that lieth through the pylons. And upon their breasts shall be the Rose and Cross of light and life, and in their hands the hermit’s staff and lamp. Thus shall they set out upon the never-ending journey, each step of which is an unutterable reward.
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy; yea, thrice and four times holy art thou, because thou hast attained to look upon my face; not by my favour only, not by thy magick only, may this be won. Yet it is written: “Unto the persevering mortal the blessed Immortals are swift.”
Mighty, mighty, mighty, mighty; yea, thrice and four times mighty art thou. He that riseth up against thee shall be thrown down, though thou raise not so much as thy little finger against him. And he that speaketh evil against thee shall be put to shame, though thy lips utter not the littlest syllable against him. And he that thinketh evil concerning thee shall be confounded in his thought, although in thy mind arise not the least thought of him. And they shall be brought unto subjection unto thee, and serve thee, though thou willest it not. And it shall be unto them a grace and a sacrament, and ye shall all sit down together at the supernal banquet, and ye shall feast upon the honey of the gods, and be drunk upon the dew of immortality — FOR I AM HORUS, THE CROWNED AND CONQUERING CHILD, WHOM THOU KNEWEST NOT!
Pass thou on, therefore, O thou Prophet of the Gods, unto the Cubical Altar of the Universe; there shalt thou receive every tribe and kingdom and nation into the mighty Order that reacheth from the frontier fortresses that guard the Uttermost Abyss unto My Throne” (Ibid.).
My heart swelled within ME, pulsing ENDLESS & ETERNAL in LOVE & FURY, elaborated by Fantastic fortuitous V’iZ’iONz oV – Ecstasy and Effulgent Elation being oV – a common ground. “He iZ – a Prophet! Praise to the Man!” Mine Heart DECLARED. ThOTh has spoken TRUE!
Above my head appeared a pink rotating crystal. ITh poured forth a Golden liquid, filling my MOUTH with an OCEAN oV – the sweetest honey, drunk within a gulp. Lightning struck my TONGUE from OUT oV – the ASTRAL L.V.X., shooting EL’Ahk’Trik BLUE streaks oV – POWER oV’Th’ATh’X’ITh burst from Mine FINGERTIPS!
HOLY BAPHOMET(r)! And not oV’id – the severed head delusion unTo the BLIND! The MARK oV – ONE whom saw the FACE oV – the LORD and LIVED! HOLY MITh’RA’z! 666! PROMETHEUS! Bringer oV – the LIGHT!
IX struck down upON BABALON – HRV’z Holy CHILD conceived as ADONAI! 165! 273! 343! 777! 1001!
E’en O!O
Come unTo the LIGHT!
GAIA LADRIEH! GAIA LADRIEH! GAIA LADRIEH!
The WORD spilled forth from out Mine Lips!
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
I go to the door and open ITh.
PAN and Psyche have arrived.
A week later, I’m called back unTo Mystic Journey. I stop and acknowledge the Rosicrucian Hermit, shining his LIGHT from the Door. I turn the corner. And I finally SEE the Phoenix.
I devoted the next two years oV – my Life to The Book of the Law, channeling the LIGHTNING into Excalibur. If you want to KNOW the TRUTH oV – Aleister Crowley, look no further.
The Demonization oV – Magick in Culture iZ – a System of Control. You’ve been convinced that “Magic isn’t Real” whilst simultaneously being enrolled into a Collective Ritual associated only to the Darkness, Sorcery, and 218 Nz. DC either makes the argument their publications are in ignorance… or they knowingly project evil into the world. Their Dark Rites are always linked with Murder, then bastardized through false associations oV – incoherent Symbols put forth by False Prophets listening to Cthulhu quoting pop bands (see The Invisibles by Grant Morrison: Ethos of the Demiurge, Part Two).
SO IF YOU WANT THE TRUTH… IF YOU WANT FREEDOM FROM THE DARK RITES THAT HAVE BEEN PERFORMED AGAINST YOU. IF YOU CAN HANDLE ITh. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THY SELF, FOR THY SELF… AND PERFORM THY GREAT WORK UNTO THE WORLD… RIGHT NOW! THEN FOLLOW THIS MAGICK LINK:
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