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Viral Catastrophe in the Age of Becoming

Posted in The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 28, 2020 by Sypheara

I’ve had multiple people message me in regards to the truly awful pandemic that is sweeping the world right now, wondering how we are here and how this affects work going forward.

I’d just like to first say thank you to everyone who got in touch – right now, we are fine, and have put in place contingency plans to protect the temples written work as well as all magickal relics and gateways. This was spurred after divination with the powers that be revealed that unfortunately things will get inevitably worse before they get in any way better. A very surreal situation, but one we thankfully saw coming and began preparing for back in January.

The tipping point was reached and these plans have taken the form of moving everything of true vital importance to a remoter location whilst leaving magickal and physical defences at the old inner temple location. We will be working out of this new location for the foreseeable future. This is under direct advisement of the spirits of the Arte that demanded urgent and swift action from ourselves to ride out the coming storm.

We are also stocked up on food, water, and required means to defend ourselves. Unfortunately the lockdowns and other measures will likely restrict larger scale magickal workings with the Dragons. This is down to the fact that these workings require outer gateways to be penetrated in certain physical locations to be truly effective.  Plans are in place to try and pursue these were possible, whilst sticking to the lockdown regulations for everyone’s safety and benefit.

Illustration of Coronavirus, FDA Stock Image

In regards to the pandemic itself, I have heard really two camps try to explain the event. Both while containing elements of the truth, come to wrong conclusions. One maintains that there is no human or spiritual culpability – that viruses just happen and are intrinsic to nature. The second state that this is a God sent plague, echoing fire and brimstone mentality from ages thankfully gone by.

The reality is this is neither God sent, nor simply ‘bad luck’. This event is in reality a backlash from an abused and poisoned world soul – the virus itself spawned as the result of ridiculous levels of cruelty and uncleanliness – the accepted location generally being a Chinese wet market with awful conditions. This is a curse we have lain upon ourselves due to our races poor and ill judged use of the many boons the Gods have granted us – and they have simply allowed us to feel our own backlash of the collective inaction to address such issues. The Gods will allow us to reap what we ourselves have sown as the system self corrects for our colossal failures – this is not THE apocalypse, but rather a dangerous existential crisis we have forced upon ourselves due to terrible behaviour and spiritual erosion.

Such backlash occurrences are going to be common post 2012, as we enter the Aeon of Lucifer fully. Only by addressing these issues collectively can we halt the increase in strength, duration and frequency of these events.  This is the foreshock of a much larger quake, that can only be addressed by changing our ways of life on a mass scale. This will involve making the correct physical, mental and spiritual changes required to rebalance the world soul and avert disaster.

Due to the failure of an authoritarian government to effectively contain this outbreak, thanks to a colossal cover up in its early stages, all we can do is ride out the storm. Many innocent people will likely be killed in the ‘crossfire’. The massive majority, in fact. I pray that Hecate and the Gods look upon kindly those souls who cross over, and and shepherd them to where they need to be and relieve their suffering and those they inevitably leave behind.

To all those out there on the path, now would be a good time to turn inward when it comes to your spirituality. We might be stuck inside, but that is time to deepen our connections and do the inner work required in this period of nigredo. We can use this as an almost alchemical time to polish off areas of that practice where we were otherwise deficient and search for our own meaning and calling in this troubling time, whilst strengthening our connection with the powers of the path.

For those of us who don’t have that luxury due to working in essential services, firstly I’d like to thank you for your efforts in the greater community. I pray that our mother wraps her arms of protection around you, and also that she opens the eyes of all to appreciate the work you do. For to safeguard innocent lives is incredibly invaluable – a virus does not discriminate after all. At this time may your path grant you the strength to persevere, and endure.

I end this post with an invocation that was utilised in the Imbolc rite I performed this year for the local pagan group – at this time of Ostara celebration in the older calendar (which runs around seven days after the actual equinoxes), I feel it is just as appropriate to reiterate. The text is from a rite, where raised energy is earthed into the Dragonlines to quicken the great serpent. I offer it as both blessing, and curse, as is appropriate. Stay safe and well all.

The Masque of the Red Death, Edgar Allan Poe, artist unknown.

+++SPRING AWAKENING CALL TO THE GREAT DRAGON+++

‘SYNCHRONOMICON ABOEN LUCIFER

I call to you Spirits of these Crystals,

Devas Divine,

In the Name of the Gods of The Trident,

Sink this Energy into the Flesh of the Dragon,

May the Wheel turn once more,


AWAKE BEHEMUTH

ARISE BEHEMUTH

STIR BEHEMUTH


M
ay the life giving powers flow,

Returning warmth to our Lands

Our Lives

Our Flesh and Bones

May all sickness and doubt flee before You

May all cold and hunger be banished,

May Life return to this Land,

That which has been so Dearly Bought,

In the Long Nights,

By All your Creatures and Devotees,

In Blessed Sacrifice to the Cycle,

 

To those who pour out their Love to you,

I bid,

Bring the Blessings of the Path,

Protect, Guide and Empower them,

As they walk your Path,

May the Age of Renewal come to pass,

Where our kind sees the folly of its ways,

And grasps what has been graciously given,

For the good of the All

 

To those who in ignorance and blindness,

Work against the Healing and Evolution of our World,

I Bid,

Bring Harsh Lessons,

Open their Eyes to what is suffered,

And what must be endured,

Teach them what must be taught,

In Mercy and In Love,

For the Aeon to come.

 

To those who in conceit and pride,

Those who intentionally harm the Flesh of the Dragon,

For Profit and Greed,

Maliciously and with Full Knowledge

Believing themselves beyond reproach

I Bid,

Devour them Utterly,

Flay their skin with plague resplendent,

Consuming that which was lent,

By the Prince of this Earth,

And made a mockery of with Atlantean Curse,

May they feel your full black poison,

Course through their veins,

As they are  reclaimed and repossessed,

For those souls no redemption,

In the Eyes of the Gods.

 

IN NOMINE HECATE, LUCIFER, BELIAL, SEPHERANZ

~S~

 

Belated: Happy Imbolc

Posted in Folk Belief, Luciferianism, Other, Paganism, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , on February 2, 2014 by Sypheara

To everyone reading this, firstly I’d like to wish you happy Imbolc! Sorry the post is  a bit late, but I got caught up in my own workings.

Imbolc marks the beginning of spring, when the solar fires once again begin to return and winters grip begins to loosen.  It certainly hasn’t felt that way in England as of yet! A mild but constantly rainy weather pattern seen this be a very strange January, and  I can only hope that going forward it will calm down allowing for more workings outside to be performed. Although it can’t be said to be unwelcome, keeping everywhere around here relatively warm.

The cross quarter sabbats, are for me, emphasised more than the solstices. The liminality, the crossing points, are for me the times were I seem to combine solitary work with celebrating the event with the wider pagan community. This is something, as a solitary practitioner, I seldom do but feel is essential to prevent myself from falling into a disconnected state.

I often get asked if there is a reason behind this, in an objective fashion, but it simply more of a personal preference that for me. The answer I often give is simple.  The solstices and equinoxes become more of a personal experience for me, simply due to practicality. Not as a rule but as a guide, using the cross quarter days for communal and introspective work, and the quarter days for more workings with an objective, it allows for multiple expressions of my practice where  the staggering of priorities encourages me to take part in all of the Sabbats on some level. Not out of only a sense of duty, but missing out! Of course this isn’t roughly stuck to – if I feel prodded in a certain direction, I roll with it and do workings or rituals or whatever as required.

I participated in an interesting ritual the night before Imbolc which revolved around the Goddess Brighid and the Spirit of the Swan. This involved a guided meditation of a journey to a lake, where upon the Swan would be met, and a message potentially received.

For me it was rather interesting, and played out far differently that I could have expected. I entered a forest from the minds eye that was filled with silver light. The trees and the land itself seem infused with silver, and I felt of reduced weight. It wasn’t long before I reached a lake – the lake was a deep, sapphire blue, in vivid contrast to that of the surrounding land. On it, a swan swam, xrayed, it’s skeleton viewable through its skin. It flickered between this and a more solid corporeal appearance, as it swam towards me.

When it got close, I felt it an aura extend from it to myself. Quite quickly this enveloped me,  surrounding me in a deep sapphire light. At this point, I entirely lost any sense of being connected within anyone else present. I felt the bones push out from my skin and reach down into the ground, piercing into the roots of a great tree. My minds eye was dominated by a giant, white and blue searing eye, and a voice spoke through the swan delivering its message. The energy felt not too dissimilar from that of Belial’s, and completely overtook my body. Eventually once the message was delivered, the experience slowly became less intense, before finally my bones retracted back towards my body, and the swan began to swim away. Even as it did so, it felt like the scene and my own aura was collapsing inwards, and soon i was surrounded by a pitch blackness.

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Imbolc celebration in Marsden

In the distance, I could see an orange light so I stumbled towards it. As i got closer, I could see a skeletal figure, which looked like a ram or goat, except it possessed human hands and stood upright on it’s hindquarters. Like the swan, it flickered between this skeletal visage and a solid form. In this case, the solid form was of a creature covered in black deep fur,  with bone bleached antlers. I could see it stirring a dark, black cauldron, in which a clear, warm liquid that had the consistency of treacle circled, vortex like. As I came closer, the figure reached up, and tore off its own head, to reveal an angelic male figure underneath. This figure glowed like white hot metal, and long flowing blonde hair descended around the narrow face like streams of plasma .There was a feeling that the air around him (for the figure felt distinctly male) was electrified. The skin of the goat fell away entirely , and the figure walked over to me and extended out his right hand, and placed it on my head. There was no feeling of heat, but instead I felt an immense jolt of energy, and suddenly became aware of my own physicality. At that point, I slowly came to, and opened my eyes..

All in all it was a very rewarding and interesting journey, although far different and expanded than  what I expected or the goal of the working itself. It was interesting that I experienced no feelings from Hecate or any other feminine energies.

After everything was over, the person who was leading the ritual also gave to me and other participants a wonderful present: a hand sewn Imbolc bracelet, made out of a white material that also  bore a small charm. As someone who works with knots, knows how much concentration to create it would have taken and appreciates how much intense focus can create a powerful object, it was a very, very nice gift. It was taken home and placed on the altar immediately, and I intend to wear it close to the body between now and Beltane.

On the Sabbat night I prepared the offerings, tying them with red and white string. This included several apples, an alcoholic libation, and some walnuts. One of these walnuts was opened, and filled with the ashes from burnt incense and a small piece of coloured quartz, one I have had since being a small child. As such, i felt it would make an ideal gift. Associations were not thought of here in any large amount – just the desire to return something to the spirits for their continued presence and as  a thank you for the previous experience.

On Monday, I plan to take these offerings to an appropriate place, somewhere secluded where they are unlikely to be bothered. I hope you have all had a similarly interesting few days.

~S~