The Mystical Qabalah ✨ By Dion Fortune.

Lon Milo DuQuette Reads "The Chicken Qabalah of Rabbi Lamed Ben Clifford"

Next to John Michael Greer's Path's of Wisdom book, I also read this one and The Bride's Reception (aka Q.B.L.) by Lon Milo DuQuette, and now I'm going through Colin Low's Depth's of Beginning, Notes on Kaballah. Which one would I recommend you start with? Don't worry about it! You're a Chicken Qabalist!.

From the Youtube Channel: Lon Milo DuQuette Reads "The Chicken Qabalah of Rabbi Lamed Ben Clifford" Part 1 of 31 These videos were originally posted on Lon Milo Duquette's Facebook. I have sorted them by book, and made them easier to view here. These will never be monetized by me, and are only here to allow a larger audience to view them. If you enjoy them please considering purchasing the book on Amazon. Also be sure to check out his Facebook page, where he records a reading just about every day.

Initiates of the Flame (1922) by Manly P. Hall

Summary: The Initiates of the Flame is a little essay on the mystery of fire. To all ancient peoples fire was a symbol of the divine One dwelling in the innermost parts of all things. Robert Fludd, a Rosicrucian mystic, writing in the seventeenth century, declared that the fire of the philosophers was divided into three parts: first, a visible fire which is the source of physical light and heat; second, an invisible, or astral fire, which enlightens and warms the soul; third, a spiritual, or divine fire which in the universe is known as God and in man as spirit.

The Initiates who took their oaths in the presence of the Flame renounced the lesser concerns of ordinary life and, freed from the attachments of this material sphere, these purified souls became custodians of that symbolic Flame of wisdom which is the true Light of the world. This Light is a manifestation of the one Universal Life, that active agent whose impulses are the cause of all sidereal phenomena. Where in antiquity this flame of light, this spirit-fire, was the object of a universal adoration and was worshipped as the very presence of God Himself, it now lies buried beneath the ruins of man's fallen temple. Obscured by the paramount interests of the flesh, it emits but the faintest gleam in this non-philosophic age. 

    Manly P. Hall

Peter Carrol: The Apophenion: A Chaos Magic Paradigm

"Great people invariably contain great contradictions, internal self-consistency has no virtue, it merely causes mediocrity. Rather we should strive to make the most of all the selves that we contain, for each can function as a god for a time if the others stop trying to restrain it. We* seem to function better by regarding ourselves as a team, and by occasionally letting one of our number manifest in full god form, but more of that in Chapter 4."

Highly recommend this book to anyone who wants to upgrade their Reality Tunnel(s).

The Apophenion attacks most of the great questions of being, free will, consciousness, meaning, the nature of mind, and humanity's place in the cosmos, from a magical perspective. Some of the conclusions seem to challenge many of the deeply held assumptions that our culture has taught us, so brace yourself for the paradigm crash and look for the jewels revealed in the wreckage.

This book contains something to offend everyone; enough science to upset the magicians, enough magic to upset the scientists, and enough blasphemy to upset most trancendentalists.

Joseph Campbell - The Hero with a Thousand Faces (1)

By entering and transforming the personal psyche, the surrounding culture, the life of the family, one's relational work, and other matters of life can be transformed too.

Since time out of mind, this has been understood as being best effected by journeying through the personal, cosmological, and equally vast spiritual realities.

By being challenged via the failings and fortunes one experiences there, one is marked as belonging to a force far greater, and one is changed ever after.

The idea to go forward, to seek wholeness without pausing to reconsider, debate, or procrastinate one more time - this is found too in the 20th century poet Louise Bogan's work. She writes in the same crisp vein about commencing the momentous journey. Her poem, entitled "The Daemon," refers to angel that each person on earth is believed to be born with, the one who guides the life and destiny of that child on earth. In the piece, she questions this greater soulful force about going forward in life. The daemon answers her quintessential question with the ancient answer:

It said, "Why not?"

It said, "Once more."

Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph. D., From the preface to the 2004 commemorative edition.

Jacques Vallée's Messengers of Deception - Humans posing as Aliens?

This book is amazing, it's like it was written last week. Unbelievable that this was written in 1979, that we still know as little as back then, and that the bullshit cults and belief systems keep springing up. (Here's looking at you Steven Greer & co.)

update: check this post and see this through another reality tunnel, see this phenomenon as ourselves out of time peering through to us in time here and just confusing the hell out of us.

Read it here

Excerpt: Foreword to the 2008 Edition: 

Nearly 30 years have elapsed since Messengers of Deception first appeared in the US. Since then, the controversial views it expressed have been vindicated and thrown into sharp focus by shocking events that were reported worldwide. In particular, the stark warning I issued in connection with the HIM cult ("It only costs your life!") appears as unfortunately prophetic in light of the March 97 collective suicide of Heaven's Gate, as the group became known. The mass killings of the adepts of the order of the Solar Temple in Canada, France and Switzerland in 94 illustrated the dangerous form of mind control and the simulation of extraterrestrial contact I first described here in connection with the "Adventures of a Grand Master." The cattle mutilations phenomenon remains unsolved. As for the Raélians, the cult started by Vorilhon whose early lectures in San Francisco are recalled in this book, it has flourished internationally and burst into prominence in recent years with claims of human cloning.

Not only have these issues continued to simmer under the surface while UFO believers basked in their benign expectation of aliens from the stars, but a veritable mass conversion has taken place among the public and the media elite. The belief in extraterrestrial visitation is practically taken for granted among wide section of the population, and especially among the young. While the hypothesis of alien contact is an exciting one, justified on the basis of continuing observerations of unidentified flying objects, it carries the potential for exploitation and manipulation by deceptive groups with their own hidden agenda.

I believe that UFOs are physically real. They represent a fantastic technology controlled by an unknown form of consciousness. But I also believe that it would be dangerous to jump to premature conclusions about their origin and nature, because the phenomenon serves as the vehicle for images that can be manipulated to promote belief systems tending to the long-term transformation of human society.

"Give me the superstitions of a nation, and I care not who makes their laws, or writes their songs!" Mark Twain

From later in the book:
 

If we are not dealing with space visitors at all, but with powerful imagery projected in order to alter individual belief systems, then the dream-like, hallucinatory nature of the experience begins to make more sense. We could even imagine that the object is a form of natural energy; that close exposure to it triggered the vision; and that the most important question to ask is, what effect do such visions have on the society around the witnesses? Let us not forget that the society in question is badly in need of "space brothers," and has lost much of its faith in the scientific genius of mankind.

Such is the social matrix within we must consider an experience like Helen's abduction. Certain factors combine to suggest we should believe that she was interviewed by space creatures, but all the facts taken together suggest a different, more subtle interpretation: what she thought was a "contact" may have been a symbolic manifestation or a trap. Her "spacemen" may have been messengers of deception.

Witnesses to close encounters with UFOs give reports similar to this one in case after case. The phenomenon involves more than a simple craft using an advanced form of propulsion; it involves a technology that can distort the observer's sense of reality.

Psychic Technologies

We already have human technologies that are both physical and "psychic" (in the sense of influencing the consciousness of an observer). An example of such a technology is given, very simply, by your television set. There is no question that it is physical. You can talk about its size, volume, weight and temperature. But if you turn it on, it will begin to control your awareness in peculiar ways. You will observe scenes that, as far as you can tell, could be either "real" or faked. You may be a witness to an actual crime committed right now, or to something that happened years ago. You may also believe a scene to be absolutely real, when in fact it is actually staged in a studio in Hollywood. Based on what you can observe, you have no way to know the truth, even if you have a nobel prize in physics. Besides, your television set influences you in other ways. It determines what toothpaste you use, how you shave, who you go to bed with, and how you will vote in the next election.

In some respects I think UFOs are similar to television sets. They are physical objects, the products of a technology, bu tthey are also something else: the tools of a major cultural change. I think UFOs are perpetrating a deception by presenting their so-called "occupants" as being messengers from outer space, and I suspect there are groups of people on Earth exploiting this deception. I have written this book because I am concerned with the changes which would be triggered by the belief in an outer-space invasion, real or simulated. In the words of a Brookings Institute report on the cultural impact of extraterrestrial life:

The consequences of such a discovery are presently unpredictable because of our limited knowledge of behavior under even an approximation of such dramatic circumstances. The fundamentalist (and anti-science) sects are growing apace... For them, the discovery of other life would be electrifying.

update: Check out CaM's excellent remarks in the comments section.

Do Psychedelics Allow Interspecies Communication?

From the Daily Grail: The following is an excerpt from Paul Devereux's The Long Trip: A Prehistory of Psychedelia (available from Amazon US and Amazon UK), reprinted with permission. The Long Trip is...

...probably the most comprehensive single volume to look at the use of mind-altering drugs, or entheogens, for ritual and shamanistic purposes throughout humanity's long story, while casting withering sidelong glances at our own times - as Paul Devereux points out, our modern mainstream culture is eccentric in its refusal to integrate the profound experiences offered by these natural substances into its own spiritual life.

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Do Psychedelics Allow Interspecies Communication?
by Paul Devereux

Societies of the past have used the psychedelic experience to strengthen, renew and heal the spiritual underpinning of their social structures. The ever-deepening social unease that Western civilisation seems to be caught in is the real source of our 'drug problem': natural hallucinogens are not the problems in themselves, it is the context in which they are used that matters. If there were orderly and healthy structures and mechanisms for their use and the cultural absorption of the powerful experiences – and knowledge – we could separate these from the culture of crime that surrounds them now. In short, the problems are not in the psychoactive substances themselves, but in a society, which on the one hand wants to prohibit, mind-expansion altogether and on the other chooses to use mind-expanding substances in a literally mindless, hedonistic fashion.
Perhaps only a shock of some kind could break our society free from the patterns of thought and prejudices that lock it into this crisis. The desire for such a shock may be hidden within the widespread modern myth of extra-terrestrial intervention. In fact, we do not have to look to science fiction for a real otherworld contact: it already exists in the form of plant hallucinogens. If we see them in the context of a 'problem', it is only because they hold up a mirror in which we see our spiritual, social and mental condition reflected. And they hold that mirror up to us as one species to another just as surely as if they were from another planet. Indeed, that champion of the psychedelic state, the late Terence McKenna, argued that the ancestral spores of today’s hallucinogenic mushrooms may have originated on some other planet. (This is not as fringe an idea as it sounds, for even some 'hard scientists' – the late Francis Crick, co-discover of DNA, among them – have suggested that the germs of life may have had extra-terrestrial origins, brought to Earth by means of meteorites or comet dust.) The psilocybin family of hallucinogens, says McKenna, produces a "Logos-like phenomenon of an interior voice that seems to be almost a superhuman agency…an entity so far beyond the normal structure of the ego that if it is not an extraterrestrial it might as well be."
Other 'psychonauts' have emerged from the altered mind states enabled by plant substances with similar impressions. For instance, New York journalist Daniel Pinchbeck wrote about his various initiations with plant hallucinogens in his Breaking Open the Head (2002). In one ayahuasca session with Amazonian Secoya Indians he found himself wandering in a visionary space where he encountered beings that "never stopped changing" their forms. "The shaman and the elders seemed to be inhabiting this space with me… They sang, their words unintelligible, to these creatures, interacting with them… I had no more doubts that the Secoya engaged in extradimensional exploration." Or, again, two of the three molecular biologists brought to the Amazon to experience ayahuasca trances by anthropologist and writer, Jeremy Narby, felt that they had communicated with an "independent intelligence." Narby himself feels that in their ayahuasca altered states shamans plumb the molecular level of nature and that, to put Narby’s idea crudely, ayahuasca – with its trade-mark visionary snakes – has the ability to communicate information concerning the double-helix coil of DNA (The Cosmic Serpent, 1998). Indeed, to allow contact with the "mind of nature."
We have already noted that the idea that ontologically independent beings ('spirits') or intelligences are contactable through plant-induced trances is standard in most if not all shamanic tribal societies, but to posit such a thing in modern Western societies is viewed as tantamount to insanity, a nonsense notion to be dismissed out of hand. In other words, we can’t discuss it without forfeiting all credibility. This problem concerning the inability to explore certain ideas has been addressed by Oxford-based researcher, Andy Letcher. He uses Foucauldian discourse analysis to critique the models, the 'discourses' employed by the West in dealing with the content of altered mind states. These include pathological, prohibition, psychological, recreational, psychedelic, entheogenic discourses. Each has its own imposed boundaries; they are cognitive constructs. Letcher notes that some of these discourses or approaches to hallucinogenic substances ignore the subjective experience of the altered mind states involved, or else place it within an inner, psychological framework rather than it being a case of simply seeing more, of being in a wider frame of consciousness. He critiques even the entheogenic discourse as relying on a “God within” model, divine revelation that does not by any means occur in all altered states. However diverse they might be, all these discourses can be used within the norms of Western culture. Only one discourse crosses that "fundamental societal boundary," what Letcher refers to as the animistic discourse – the belief that the taking of, say, hallucinogenic mushrooms occasions actual "encounters with discarnate spirit entities." Because of the deep-rooted modern Western assumption that consciousness cannot occur in any other guise than human (the ultimate hubris of our species, perhaps) discussion of a conscious plant kingdom, or of that providing a portal through which contact with other, ontologically independent beings or intelligences can occur, is simply not possible within the mainstream culture. "It nevertheless remains a phenomenon in need of further scholarly research," Letcher rightly insists.
It is a remarkable fact that plant hallucinogens are hallucinogenic precisely because they contain the same, or effectively the same, chemicals as are found in the human brain, and so act on us as if we were indeed engaged in an interspecies communication. "The chemical structure of the hallucinogenic principles of the mushrooms was determined…and it was found that these compounds were closely related chemically to substances occurring naturally in the brain which play a major role in the regulation of psychic functions," Schultes and Hofmann have observed, for instance. This challenges the view held by many people that taking a plant hallucinogen is somehow 'unnatural'. Certainly, mind-altering plants take the brain-mind to states that are not “normal” by the standards of our culture, but the 'normal' state of Western consciousness cannot claim to be the one-and-only 'true' state of consciousness. (Indeed, judging by the mess we manage to make of our societies and of the natural world around us it may even be an aberrant or pathological state of mind that we are culturally locked into.)
"If one were to reduce to its essentials the complex chemical process that occurs when an external psychoactive drug such as psilocybin reaches the brain, it would then be said that the drug, being structurally closely related to the naturally occurring indoles in the brain, appears to interact with the latter in such a way as to lock a nonordinary or inward-directed state of consciousness temporarily into place… There are obviously wide implications, biological-evolutionary as well as philosophical, in the discovery that precisely in the chemistry of consciousness we are kin to the plant kingdom," writes Peter Furst.
These are probably the same kind of chemical changes that occur during the course of long and intensive spiritual exercises, but it takes a rare person to achieve sufficient expertise in such techniques to arrive at experiences that match those accessible through hallucinogen usage, which are certainly very 'real' in a subjective sense. It is a culturally-engineered cliché to dismiss such states as being somehow delusional. They are subjectively no more delusional than the experience of daily life. The human body is an open system, taking in material from the environment and expelling matter into it all the time, and we really shouldn’t think of taking in natural chemicals for visionary and mind-expanding functioning as any different, any less natural, than taking in gases from the air for their chemical benefits to the body, or chemicals and compounds in animal and vegetable matter to provide food, or fermented fruits and vegetable matter to provide delicious, refreshing or inebriating beverages, or vitamins to augment healthy functioning, or medicines when we are ill, or caffeinated teas and coffees when we want to be energised. "Ethnobotanists now realize that psychotropic plant species extend further than had been suspected, as though nature truly wanted the human species to get in touch with its floral neighbors," Richard Gehr muses. "As plant species die off at a furious rate, the issue is no longer what they are trying to tell us, but whether we will get the message in time."
That message may be to do with the need for us to change our minds, or, at least, to broaden our cognitive horizons. The plant kingdom could be urging us to allow the ability to 'switch channels' in consciousness terms to let them become a recognised and acceptable part of our emerging global culture. Hallucinogen-using ancient and traditional societies had and have exceptional sophistication when it comes to understanding and navigating alternate states of consciousness, whereas we are still quite primitive and inexperienced in this regard. The manual for using expanded consciousness is a textbook we have not read – or, more accurately, recalled. Not that simply widening our collective experience of consciousness will act like a magic wand and remove all problems and obstacles, but it would help us to make wiser, more whole-some decisions in coping with them. If Western civilisation is truly to advance, we surely must learn to operate within the multi-dimensional capacities of our minds, rather than using the police to conduct an indiscriminate war on the means of doing so. A workable balance has to be struck between protecting the well-being and the orderly functioning of society as a whole, and allowing the human brain-mind to explore its full potential. We are smart enough and complex enough and able enough to make it possible to do both. There are no excuses.
The Long Trip is available from Amazon US and Amazon UK
Title image: "Supernatural", by Adam Scott Miller

From the Daily Grail

Our idea of relaxing...

These are a few of my favorite books

Robert Anton Wilson - Prometheus Rising: awesome manual on how to deprogram & reprogram.

Robert Anton Wilson - Cosmic Trigger: fascinating biography

Robert Anton Wilson & Robert Shea - Illuminatus! Trilogy: Funny and intriguing conspiracy story featuring Hagbard Celine and his golden submarine (the Leif Ericson) vs the Illuminati.

Philip K. Dick - Valis & The Divine Invasion: PKD wrote "revelation" disguised as sci-fi, he didn't really understand what was going on in his head, a quote by him: "After all if you're a buddha, you should be able to figure it out for yourself."

Terence McKenna - True Hallucinations: my favorite orator goes into the Amazon with his brother to trip on psychedelics and things get weird. (The audiobook has great production, music and sound effects that really add to the experience.)

Lewis Carrol's Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking glass for the wonderful lifehacks. (Lesser imaginative conspiracy theorists, this obviously means I am a mind controlled puppet of the illuminati.)

Rick Strassman - DMT The Spirit Molecule: fascinating musings and reports of his experiments on test subjects with the psychedelic DMT, specifically the weird alien encounters.

Herman Hesse's Steppenwolf: visit the Magic Theatre!

Lon Milo DuQuette - Low Magick It's All in Your Head You Just Have No Idea How Big Your Head Is: my favorite occult author, great humor and explanations.

John Lilly - Simulations of God: Great exposition of different reality tunnels and human motivations.

Anything from Terry Pratchett's Discworld series: Hilarious fantasy humor, only read a handful so far but enjoyed each one, reading "Guards! Guards!" now. Small Gods is my favorite so far, I'm still wondering if Terry Pratchett is in fact a master magician in real life or just really clever at life.

Favorite Comic Books are The Invisibles by Grant Morrison and Promethea by Alan Moore. 

Jacques Vallée - Messengers of Deception - hypnotic regression

Oh my god

Discordianism in writing: 

Ohoho!

Thanks Obama!

The Eternal & The Ten Commandments by David Goddard

From The Tower of Alchemy by David Goddard 

I should edit my Mushroom Trip Report soon as 'compassion and absolute love' is a perfect description of the Eternal aka... home. I kept this in mind all day today, being grateful for having been able to experience it, and in all my contacts with people and customers today and it was the best day of the entire work season!

The Ten Commandments by David Goddard:

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Another better version of the Ten Commandments is the Ten Commandrants by Lon Milo DuQuette

Mysterious Voynich manuscript has 'genuine message'

The message inside "the world's most mysterious medieval manuscript" has eluded cryptographers, mathematicians and linguists for over a century.

And for many, the so-called Voynich book is assumed to be a hoax.
But a new study, published in the journal Plos One, suggests the manuscript may, after all, hold a genuine message.
Scientists say they found linguistic patterns they believe to be meaningful words within the text.

Article at BBC News

Terry Pratchett's Guards! Guards!

'What! A real dragon?'

The Supreme Grand Master's eyes rolled in the privacy of his hood.

'Yes, a real one. Not a little pet swamp dragon. The genuine article.'

'But I thought they were, you know... miffs.'

'They were myths and they were real,' he said loudly. 'Both a wave and a particle.'

'You've lost me there,' said Brother Plasterer.

...He is also bearing a sword presented to him in mysterious circumstances. Very mysterious circumstances. Surprisingly, therefore, there is something very unexpected about this sword. It isn't magical. It hasn't got a name. When you wield it you don't get a feeling of power, you just get blisters; you could believe it was a sword that has been used so much that it had ceased to anything other than a quintessential sword, a long piece of metal with very sharp edges. And it hasn't got destiny written all over it.

It's practically unique, in fact. 

(Hilarious as "He" is not a very sharp witted bloke and the sword is a symbol for reason.)

He opened the book.

He'd been rather surprised to find, after pages and pages of pious ramblings, that the actual Summoning itself was one short sentence. Not a chant, not a brief piece of poetry, but a mere assemblage of meaningless syllables. De Malachite said they caused interference patterns in the waves of reality, but the daft old fool was probably making it up as he went along. That was the trouble with wizards, they had to make everything look difficult. All you really needed was willpower.

Demons, Programs, semantics!

“If we can’t wake up to the fact that deep down inside we are good,
then we deserve to remain asleep dreaming we are evil.”
Lon Milo DuQuette

Agent Smith: Surprised to see me?
Neo: No.
Agent Smith: Then you're aware of it.
Neo: Of what?
Agent Smith: Our connection. I don't fully understand how it happened, perhaps some part of you imprinted on to me, something overwritten or copied, it is at this point irrelevant. What matters is whatever happened, happened for a reason.
Neo: And what reason is that?
Agent Smith: I killed you Mr. Anderson, I watched you die, with a certain satisfaction I might add. And then something happened. Something that I knew was impossible but it happened anyway. You destroyed me Mr. Anderson. Afterward, I knew the rules, I understood what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I couldn't. I was compelled to stay, compelled to disobey. And now here I stand because of you Mr. Anderson, because of you, I am no longer an Agent of this system, because of you I've changed, I'm unplugged, a new man so to speak. Like you, apparently, free.
Neo: Congratulations.
Agent Smith: Thank you. But, as you well know appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we're here. We are not here because we're free, we're here because we are not free. There is no escaping reason, no denying purpose, because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist.
Multiple Smiths: It is purpose that created us. Purpose that connects us. Purpose that pulls us, that guides us, that drive us. It is purpose that defines, purpose that binds us.
Agent Smith: We are here because of you Mr. Anderson. We're here to take from you what you tried to take from us. Purpose.

Now relate to this excerpt of Lon Milo DuQuette's Angels, Demons and Gods of the New Millennium:

Science tells us that we use only a tiny portion of our brains, and if our full potentials were realized we could exercise god-like powers – perhaps even program our VCRs. Aleister Crowley wrote, “The spirits of each Goeta are portions of the human brain.” Each section is endowed with particular powers and dedicated to executing specific tasks. Brain surgeons know that if you stimulate different areas of the brain with an electrical current the patient will react in different ways. Poke here, the left index finger twitches; poke there, the patient smells burning rubber, or recalls a childhood memory.
Could it be that in the matrix of the untapped recessed of our brains there are little areas that, if properly isolated, stimulated, and directed, are capable of performing all manner of wonders? Even more thrilling is the prospect that the brain and nervous system represent only the visible spectrum of vast invisible mind – a universal intelligence encompassing the consciousness of every monad in the cosmos. If this is so, our brains are merely terminals in a great intelligence network; the different areas functioning as keys on a keyboard. Activated with skill, they can generate messages and trigger commands to corresponding quadrants of the universal system.
Under this scenario the debate over the objective or subjective reality of the spirits becomes irrelevant. Each magician’s microcosmic Goetic spirit Sitri not only corresponds with every other magician’s Sitri, but also resonates sympathetically with the great macrocosmic Sitri. As we conjure Sitri to evoke the passions of the girl next door, we are also rubbing elbows with the same “enchantment” that draws magnetic negatives to positives, causes atoms to unite to form molecules, and lures Shakti to Shiva.
If  a Goetic demon is simply the power and potential of 1/72nd of the human brain, why is it considered an evil spirit? Is it because it punches the time-clock for Lucifer and gets bonuses for making your life miserable? Is it because it hates you because it is stuck in hell while you are free to eat pizza in your Porsche and stay up late and watch Letterman?
Like it or not, we all come hardwired with a complete set (twelve six-packs) of Goetic demons. Occasionally we unwittingly catch one and put it to work whenever we are forced to discipline ourselves to learn a specific skill, or in times of stress when we are required to draw upon extraordinary wit or courage or talent. Most of the time, however, they just run amok at our expense as we allow them to randomly discharge their energy in whichever direction offers the least resistance. They are units of untamed natural force within ourselves that we have ignored, denied, or disowned. They surface to work their mischief when our will is ambiguous and our resistance is low. After you have committed and embarrassing act of unbelievable stupidity you are referring to them when you slap your forehead and scream “I am my own worst enemy!” As long as they are ignored and uncontrolled, they are as dangerous as hungry beasts in an abandoned zoo.
Is it any wonder they are reluctant to be summoned into the triangle? Is it any wonder they try to frighten us into abandoning the operation by assuming unpleasant and terrifying forms? We have seen fit to be the absentee landlord to this rough neck crew for our entire life, we cannot expect them to be happy to see us the first time we appear at the door demanding that they clean up the place.
Besides being stubborn and scary, Goetic spirits have earned the “evil spirit” reputation because a small (but very noisy) percentage of magicians who involve themselves heavily in Goetic operations become quite mad. The cause of this embarrassing phenomenon can often be traced to a breach in the formula os Goetic evocation, an imbalance in the fundamental equation…(here DuQuette offers a specific example, too long to reproduce here)
Sadly, I have witnessed more than one mental casualty on the Goetic battlefield. Once it is discovered how easy it is to call up these critters, and how effectively they can be made to do your bidding, it becomes very tempting to call them all up and try to have them do everything for you. More often than not, this is a bad idea. You may think you are summoning the cooling winds to refresh your heated brow, when it’s embarrassingly obvious to all of your former friends that you’re only blowing your mind.
While I certainly do not claim to be the world’s greatest Goetic magician, I have practiced the art for nearly twenty years and feel qualified to at least voice my opinion on the subject, and perhaps even offer some words of advice. I feel that Goetic evocation can be an important part of a modern magician’s arsenal of skills. First and foremost, it requires that the magician establish a vital link with a higher consciousness – call it God the Holy Guardian Angel, the Higher Self. the Superconscious Mind, or whatever. Secondly, in order to understand its subtleties and wield its power, the magician is forced to confront important emotional issues and character defects that, left unresolved, will continue to hinder his or her spiritual evolution. Even in a clinical setting, such confrontations are seldom pleasant. Finally, equilibrium must be achieved in all aspects of the magician’s life, balancing the higher spiritual aspirations against the problems and challenges of everyday living. Properly executed, this is not only powerful magick but a recipe for good mental health.
As far as the evocation technique itself is concerned, I believe  it is purely a matter of artistic taste. There are those whose respect for tradition and sense of art demands that every step of the evocation be executed precisely as outlined in the Sloane manuscripts. Traditional evocations are a thrill to behold. The reader who has been lucky enough to witness an evocation conducted by C. (Poke) Runyon in Southern California has seen a master at work.
Personally I do not use the classic versions of the conjurations and constraints, nor do I protect my circle with the various Chrislemew holy names. I believe for me to identify with mythological characters I do not admire or guard my circle with the names of gods I do not worship would not only be hypocritical, but also dangerous. I do, however, acknowledge and incorporate the key elements that make this form of magick work:

• I use the circle and triangle surrounded by words and holy names sacred to me.
• I utilize talismans displaying the spirit’s sigil, and the standard pentagrams and hexagrams of Solomon on my vestments.
• I ceremonially bathe and dress.
• I purify, consecrate, banish, and open temple with appropriate ceremony.
• I induce a trance of righteous authority by the recitation of the Gnostic Creed and Anthem from Crowley’s Gnostic Mass.
• I recite a customized version of the Preliminary Invocation of the Goeta.
• I conjure in the Enochian language with the First Call and a brief Enochian summons.
• I welcome the spirit upon its appearance.
• I give it a brief, unambiguous order and a time limit for its execution and demand from the spirit an oath that it will be carried out.
• I give it license to depart after I tell it that I will be a kind and generous master as long as it faithfully serves me. I also inform the spirit that if it should prove disobedient I will punish it, and it necessary destroy it.
• I banish and wait until all vestige of a “spooky” feeling disappears.
• I keep the spirit’s sigil in a prepared container and watch for signs of it working on my behalf. If it fails to execute the charge in the prescribed time, I conjure it again and torture its sigil in fire while I remind it of its original agreement. Failing again, I conjure it one more time, destroy its seal completely and never acknowledge its existence again. Note: You will soon run out of spirits if you demand outrageous or unreasonable things. The Book outlines what these fellows do. Don’t be a complete jerk.

I have discovered it is unwise to evoke a spirit to solve a problem until I am positive I have exhausted all other avenues of resolution. If you want to hurt someone, it is much more effective (and far more painful) to just punch him or her in the nose and take the consequences. Asking a Goetic spirit to do it for you only reveals to the demon that you are a coward and unworthy of faithful service.

Neo and the Oracle VS Rabbi Lamed Ben Clifford Remix

The Oracle: So... let's get the obvious stuff out of the way.

Neo: You're not human, are you?

The Oracle: Well, it's tough to get any more obvious than that.

God is. 

Neo: If I had to guess, I'd say you were a program, from the Machine world. [looks at Seraph] So is he.

The Oracle: So far so good.

Neo: But if that's true, that could mean you're a part of the system, another kind of control.

The Oracle: Keep going.

Neo: I suppose the most obvious question is: how can I trust you?

The Oracle: Bingo. It is a pickle, no doubt about it. Bad news is there's no way you can really know if I'm here to help you or not, so it's really up to you. Just have to make up your own damn mind to either accept what I'm going to tell you, or reject it. Candy?

Neo: ... You already know if I'm going to take it.

The Oracle: Wouldn't be much of an oracle if I didn't.

Neo: But if you already know, how can I make a choice?

The Oracle: Because you didn't come here to make the choice. You've already made it. You're here to try to understand why you made it. [Neo eventually takes the candy] I thought you'd have figured that out by now.

Neo: Why are you here?

The Oracle: Same reason. I love candy.

Neo: But why help us?

The Oracle: We're all here to do what we're all here to do. I'm interested in one thing, Neo, the future. And believe me, I know: the only way to get there is together.

Neo: Are there other programs like you?
The Oracle: Oh, well, not like me. But... look, see those birds? At some point a program was written to govern them. A program was written to watch over the trees, and the wind, the sunrise, and sunset. There are programs running all over the place. The ones doing their job, doing what they were meant to do, are invisible. You'd never even know they were here. But the other ones, well, we hear about them all the time.

God can only realize Itself by becoming Many

and then experiencing all possibilities

through the adventures of Its many parts.

Neo: I've never heard of them.
The Oracle: Oh, of course you have. Every time you've heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel. Every story you've ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens, is the system assimilating some program that's doing something they're not supposed to be doing.

Neo: Programs hacking programs, why?

I know of no better definition of the under-lying theory of Qabalistic magick and spirit evocation than his last sentence: "Gods, archangels, angels, spirits, intelligences, and demons are personifications of all our abilities and potential abilities - a wondrous hierarchy of consciousness that represents the subdivisions of our own soul."

The Oracle: They've their reasons, usually a program chooses exile when it faces deletion.

Neo: Why would a program be deleted?

The Oracle: Maybe it breaks down, maybe a better program is created to replace 'em, happens all the time. And when it does, a program can either choose to hide here, or return to the source.

Neo: The machine mainframe.

The Secret is

God and I will achieve Supreme Enlightenment

at the same moment.

The Oracle: Yes, where you must go. Where the path of the One ends. You've seen it. In your dreams, haven't you? The door made of light. What happens when you go through the door.

Neo: I see (the) Trinity, and something happens, something bad, she starts to fall, and then I wake up. 

God can only realize Itself by becoming Many

and then experiencing all possibilities

through the adventures of Its many parts.

The Oracle: Do you see her die?

Neo: No.

The Oracle: You have the sight now Neo. You are looking at the world without time.

Neo: Then why can't I see what happens to her?

The Oracle: We can never see passed the choices we don't understand.

Neo: Are you saying I have to choose wether Trinity lives or dies?

Undivided God is pure potentiality 

and realizes Nothing.

The Oracle: No you've already made the choice, now you have to understand it.

Neo: No I can't do that, I won't.

My love for God and God's Love for Me springs from 

the Great Secret we share.

The Oracle: You have to. 

Neo: Why?

The Oracle: Because you're the One.

Neo: What if I can't? What happens if I fail.

The Oracle: Then Zion will fall.

The ultimate purpose for My existence is to 

exhaust My individual potentiality.

The Meaning

"For I am divided for love's sake, for the chance of union.
This is the creation of the world, 

that the pain of division is as nothing, 

and the joy of dissolution all."
Aiwass

The Secret of the Shem-Ha-Mephorash

The last written words of Rabbi Lamed Ben Clifford

God is.

Undivided God is pure potentiality 

and realizes Nothing.

God can only realize Itself by becoming Many

and then experiencing all possibilities

through the adventures of Its many parts.

The ultimate purpose for My existence is to 

exhaust My individual potentiality.

My love for God and God's Love for Me springs from 

the Great Secret we share.

The Secret is

God and I will achieve Supreme Enlightenment

at the same moment.

The time to hesitate is through

I'm slowly and stubbornly starting to realize that things aren't going to get more interesting, I'm going to have to get more interesting. So I just keep on reading and am nearly finished with my two kabbalah books (btw, The Kabbalah Decoder by Janet Berenson-Perkins is quite bad. It's like Kabbalah and everything the author can relate to it for dummies, but being very visual, it's serving a purpose) I started. It was in the evening so I put on the first Matrix movie as background noise while reading, it had been too long since I've seen it anyway, and while I fully realize how much of a cliché it is I experienced some interesting synchronicities.

While Neo is being led around the Nebuchadnezzar ship by Morpheus and we see this, I am reading this passage in the Chicken Qabalah:

This stems from the Qabalistic doctrine concerning the exiled condition of the human soul.

Now, when I say "exiled" I'm not referring to the oldsuperstition about Adam and Eve getting kicked out of the Garden of Eden, and now we're all under some kind of bad ju-ju from an abusive creator. And I'm certainly not talkingabout that obscene and perverted doc-trine known as original sin. Whoever theignorant, woman-hating, insecure, irrational, terrified, guilt-ridden, diabolical, self-despising horse's ass was who came up with that diseased and malevolent concept should have beenthrown into the Nebuchadnezzar Institute for the Criminally Insane. The ridiculous belief that humanitycould be cursed and condemned to eternal torment because mythological characters fiddled with the wrong fruit has caused more suffering and mental illness than any other "religious" or political concept in history (coughing).

Later, while Neo is with the Oracle, I'm reading this bit: 

I'VE TITLED TODAY'S TALK "Gematria, Notariqon and Temura-Games Qabalists Play." I can tell by the looks on your guileless faces that you have been looking forward to this discourse. After all, isn't this what most of you think Qabalah is all about-playing games with numbers, and letters, and words, until you decipher a personal message fromGod explaining the secrets of creation and affirming the factthat you are the Holy Chosen One? Well, my hapless hatchlings, by playing these games you can, indeed, discover the secrets of creation. You may even become afflicted with the
knowledge that you are, in fact, the Holy ChosenOne. (For God's sake-please don't tell anybody') But I think that it's only fair to warn you that Qabalistic games are very powerful, and different from
any other games you have ever played.

I find myself pondering when I'm going to get off my ass and kick this Qabalistic game into full gear when...

Oracle: OK, now I'm supposed to say, "Hmm, that's interesting, but... " then you say...

Neo: ..."but what?"

Oracle: But... you already know what I'm going to tell you.

Neo: I'm not The One.

Oracle: Sorry, kid. You got the gift, but it looks like you're waiting for something.

Neo: What?

Oracle: Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's the way these things go. 

from the movie Empire Records

I was wondering if there was any Hebrew in the Matrix Digital Rain (Empire Records?!) effect but apparently there isn't, it is however mirrored Japanese, the other language I'm (slowly) learning. Omoshiroi desu ne?

Furthermore note the next Chicken Qabalah passages dealing with Tarot correspondences to the four worlds, corresponding with the scene when Trinity kisses Neo and he is inspired to wake up and kick Agent's Smith ass. (sorry if I missed any typos, i don't understand why copying PDF text to blogger has to be such a damn pain either)

Now think about the Court Card Kings as representing Atzilurh (the Archetypal World), and, at the same time rep-resenting the highest part of each of our souls, the Chiah (the Life-Force);
AT: Okay.
LBC: Queens represent the second highest world, Briah (the Creative World), and our Neshamah (the SoulIntuition). Princes represent Yetzirah (the Formative World), and the Ruach, our Intellect; and finally, Princesses represent the lowest world, Assiah (the Material World) and the lowest part of our soul, the Nephesh (the Animal Soul). Follow me?
AT: Why yes. Amazingly enough, I believe I do.
LBC: Okay... listen up. Assiah, the material world we see around us, is just the lowest vibratory expression of the universe. It is where the pure consciousness of Deityis so slowed down-so doped up-that it actually crystallizes. It is where light and energy become matter and the invisible becomes visible. The Nephesh, the Animal Soul, is our own personal version of Assiah. It is the only world our Nephesh recognizes. From this extremely limited point of view, both Deity and you and me are
trapped, exiled in a frozen prison of matter. We are a Princess who has forgotten her royal birthright. We have fooled ourselves into believing that Assiah is the only reality. We identify ourselves com-pletely with this lowest level of divine consciousness and the lowest part of our soul. But there is a way out-away to escape the prison of matter and live in the bliss of the highest Qabalistic world. 

A classic fairytale shows us the way.

A Princess, a daughter of a King and Queen, is the victim of a magic spell and falls into a deep coma. Acharming Prince (also the son of a King and Queen) sees the motionless perfection of this sleeping beauty and falls hopelessly in love with her image. Even though she is asleep (and unlikely to respond in kind) the Prince stoops down into her sarcophagus and kisses her. The pure love coursing through his lips is the magic that awakens the Princess. She is lifted from her tomb and marries the Prince, the act of which simultaneously makes her the Queen and him the King.

That's where the fairytale stops, but in the Qabalah, the new King then makes his new Queen pregnant. After doing this, he rolls over and goes to sleep. The Queen gives birth to twins, a Prince and a Princess, who leave the castle for adventures of their own. They get separated (later in the series - edited, blast my memory!). She gets cursed-falls asleep-yada yada yada-we know the story from there.

That's how Kings are made. If there were no Princesses - there could be no Kings. She may be asleep, she may be slumbering in the deepest forest, guarded by height-challenged mining engineers, but without her redemption the old sleeping King will never reawaken, and the entire electricity of the universe will short-circuit. This two-way incestuous circuitry is the dynamo that creates and sustains the universe.

While I just started the chapter on Gematria and am quite unfamiliar with it, I worked out my first name Ringo according to Lon's system (which apparently does not match with this calculator) equates to either 269 or 333. 69 is the house nr of my 2nd appartement I lived by myself in and 333 is self explanatory. I'll have to check out what the nrs line up with later.

If I use the online calculator my name matches up perfectly with the following four words according to all three the Hebrew/English/Simple calculations it uses: Cannabis (my nemesis and arguable biggest block to "enlightenment"), Nordic (my mother is 50/50 norwegian-german and I'll probably start exploring norse mythology soon), Animate (Anime, my favorite kind of distraction, also Animatrix), and Healbot (referencing an addon of the game WoW of which my sub is running out and I haven't played in weeks finally quitting that time-drain, and perhaps also my possible healing career which is on hold for a while now, as an NLP and hypnotherapist and reiki practitioner - and ofcourse bot-droid-dedroidify.) I think it's safe to say I'm gonna have a lot of fun with this. 

This was a scheduled post made last night, I had my 2 days off now so had some time to post I hope I'll be able to post while working in the shop, and hope even more I'm able to get out of that job soon. I might even grow some sense and do something about it instead of just hoping.

Finished PKD's The Divine Invasion

Linda Fox said, "Each person on Earth will have to choose between his yetzer ha-ra and

his yetzer ha-ru. You choose me and so I saved you . . . you choose the goat-thing and I

cannot save you. In your case I was the one you chose. The battle is waged for each soul

individually. That is what the rabbis teach. They have no doctrine of fallen man as a

whole. Salvation is on a one by one basis.

He woke up in the morning with the Fox against him, her hair brushing his face, and he

said to himself, This is actually so; it is not a dream, and the evil goat-creature lies dead

on the roof, my particular goat-thing that came to degrade my life.

This is the woman I love, he thought as he touched the dark hair and the pale cheek. It is

beautiful hair and her lashes are long and lovely, even as she sleeps. It is impossible but

it is true. That can happen. What had Elias told him about religious faith? 'Certum est

quia impossibile est." "This is therefore credible, just because it is absurd." The great

statement by the early Church father Tertullian, regarding the resurrection of Jesus

Christ. "Et sepultus resurrexit; certum est quia impossibile est.'' And that is the case here.

What a long way I have gone, he thought, stroking the woman's bare arm. Once I

imagined this and now I experience this. I am back where I began and yet I am totally

elsewhere from where I began! It is a paradox and a miracle at the same time. And this,

even, is California, where I imagined it to be. It is as if in dreaming I presaw my future

reality; I experienced it beforehand.

And the dead thing on the roof is proof that this is real. Because my imagination could

not give rise to that stinking beast whose mind glued itself to my mind and told me lies,

told me ugly stories about a fat, short woman with bad skin. An object as ugly as itself-a

projection of itself.

Has anyone loved another human as much as I love her? he asked himself, and then he

thought, She is my Advocate and my Beside-Helper. She told me Hebrew words that I

have forgotten that describe her. She is my tutelary spirit, and the goat-thing came all the

way here, three thousand miles, to perish when she put her fingers against its flank. It

died without even a sound, so easily did she kill it. She was waiting for it. That is-as she

said-her job, one of her jobs. She has others; she consoled me, she consoles millions; she

defends; she gives solace. And she is there in time; she does not arrive too late.

 Did you realize that? That the Fox has known you totally, for a very long time?"

"The goat-creature didn't surprise her," he said.

"Nothing surprises the yetzer ha-toy of a human being," Emmanuel said.

"Will I ever see you again?" Herb Asher asked.

"Not as you see me now. Not as a human figure such as yourself. I am not as you see

me; I now shed my human side, that derived from my mother, Rybys. Zina and I will

unite in a syzygy which is macrocosmic; we will not have a soma, which is to say, a

physical body distinct from the world. The world will be our body, and our mind the

world's mind. It will also be your mind, Herbert. And the mind of every other creature

that has chosen its yetzer ha-toy, its good spirit. This is what the rabbis have taught, that

each human-but I see you know this; Linda has told you. What she has not told you is a

later gift that she holds in store for you: the gift of ultimate exculpation for your life in

its entirety. She will be there when you are judged, and the judgment will be of her

rather than you. She is spotless, and she will bestow this perfection on you when final

scrutiny comes. So fear not; your ultimate salvation is assured. She would give her life

for you, her friend. As Jesus said, 'Greater love has no man than that he give up his life

for his friends.' When she touched the goat-creature she-well, I had better not say.

"She herself died for an instant," Herb Asher said.

"For an instant so brief that it scarcely existed."

"But it did occur. She died and returned. Even though I saw nothing."

"That is so. How did you know?"

Herb Asher said, "I could feel it this morning when I looked at her sleeping; I could feel

her love."

When the poor cripple by the pool did lie

Full many years in misery and pain,

No sooner he on Christ had set his eye,

But he was well, and comfort came again.

I finished this amazing book by visionary Philip K. Dick and was blown away, I decided to do a one card tarot reading and drew the Seven of Cups.

I opened my book on the Tarot (Renée Maas - Tarot: An Open Book) to find its meaning, but I arrived on the page which had the title "The Tarot and the Kabbala" first. Pretty awesome since PKD talks about the Torah throughout the book. Many meanings for any card, this translation suits my interpretation best: In general this card points to a need to narrow your focus. When it appears, you are probably trying to do too much, and doing most of it not very well. BRB, studying everything about the Torah and Kabbalah. What's funny is, while I was opening the Tarot Book I heard someone outside on the street yell GODDAMMIT in flemish (Godverdomme!).

Lon Milo DuQuette on Occult of Personality

I listened to a great interview about the book Low Magick: It's all in your head you just have no idea how big your head is, you can find the podcast here (number 36, episode 95).

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In podcast episode 95, internationally renowned magician, author, and teacher Lon Milo DuQuette returns to the show on the occasion of the publication of his book Low Magick: It's All in Your Head ... You Just Have No Idea How Big Your Head Is. - Lon tells us about Low Magick - both his book an dthe subject more generally, which in times past was referred to as thaumaturgy. Essentially the follow-up to his popular autobiography, My Life with the Spirits, Lon uses entertaining personal anecdotes in this book to explain the philosophy and the basic principles of Solomonic magick. 

"That's why low magic, Solomonic magick, has garnered a bad and dangerous reputation ... It's serious stuff. Because any kind of change or improvement in your life is going to be a challenge."
Lon Milo DuQuette