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Welcoming the Ivory Spider

Posted in Luciferianism, Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames, Traditional Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 24, 2015 by Sypheara

The Gateway given by the Gods now stands successfully opened on the physical and spiritual planes. Directed by Belial and Lucifer over three separate rituals across an entire lunar cycle, the formula was given fully and the Stele of the Elemental Guardian and Guide constructed, carved deep into wood, inked in love, and filled with rivulets of blood in devotion.

This would be my first work in the medium of wood. However, even as I prepared the first lines, etching them deep into the surface of a birch end grain block, it became evident that it had been the correct choice. Each chiselled shape seemed to radiate power, the lines dancing across the vision. The process was kept simple. Using a basicc set of chisels, and a hammer, the outline was created and then enlarged to suit the icon given. Once completed, the lines were brought to life with a thin line of artist’s ink, which ran slowly throughout the prepared image.

The first ritual saw the Gate Sigil granted at the Temple Initiation pre-merged with the incredibly powerful Stellar Glyph to form the complete Gate. This symbol was blooded in the name of the Gods, with attention being given to its particular patron, as the work was commenced under the influence of the darkened New Moon.

In sexual magickal communion the Trident were called forth into the Flesh. With the invocational possessive state achieved, Belial took charge, merging with the Self. At the height of Sexual Communion, an explosion of energy up and through the spine and from the Sigil occured, for a split second resulting in the loss of awareness. After recovering, the voice of Belial could be heard, confirming the validity of the formula and the priming of the Gate via blood and bone.With one final act prompted by him, subtle visions of the Gate on the other planes could be seen, its surface now glowing a powerful and radiant silver. Lines of blue and gold energy ran across its surface as it opened slowly to reveal a dark recess through which no light penetrated, confirming the success of this first stage of the work.

Gradually, from the darkness, a sigil danced forth of a moon being split in twain by numerous receding dancing rectangles. This vision, although clear and calm, grew frustrating and maddening as the shapes danced into inconceivably impossible shapes within the mind’s eye. Soon however, as I calmed myself down with Belial and Lucifers aid, a distinct shape came into focus. Of a large, moonlike eye surrounded by astrological symbols in a web like shape. This sigil burned brightly, and Lucifers energy became more intense.

As this experience settled, the initial rite was closed with the Gods thanked for their assistance. Gnosis was given, the Gods indicating that the new granted sigil was to be etched into the other side of the block, and opened in the similar manner to the first on the night of the next Full Moon.

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Blue moon, unknown author

Again calling the Trident forth in ritual, this time Lucifer took a much greater role, elevating his energies to match that of Belials. As the new sigil was blooded, the Lord of Thaumiels energies could be felt, slowly enveloping the self in a strong and powerful energy. In the possessed state, Lucifer made it clear that the sigil was in fact the sigil of the Elemental Guardian. He hinted at its vast power, and mandated it be unlocked in the same manner as the gate of Belial itself, using Belials physically bestown gifts merged with his own current. This was carried out as directed, resulting in the seal brimming with energy, seemingly coming alive to the eyes.Continued sexual meditation saw the gate in bilocation glow with an intense energy, the gate now filled with a strange luminescent light. This energy came in waves, vibrating from low and subtle to high and overwhelming. Similar to the visions in the first ritual, the gate swung open.

From the darkness beyond, a great, white writhing mass thrust forth without delay, a startlingly chthonic emanation contrasting greatly with the stellar current that had been up to that point powerfully delivered through the gate itself. It rapidly grew in size and mass, spilling outwards into the cave area, assembling itself into various forms as it did so.First, it assumed the form of a gigantic, furred white serpent, with piercing amber eyes. This form was not ‘pure’ snake, being also possessed of many writhing centipede like tentacled legs. This form quickly shifted fully into a centipede, and before the senses could even adjust, it had transformed into a gigantic, arachnid like entity. This visage first merged through the guise of a spider, before proceeding to that of a gigantic, pincerless white furred scorpion. Its form settled there, as gigantic, white wings burst forth from its back, yellow eye upon yellow eye covering their surface. These looked not dissimilar from bat wings, but unlike a bat’s, were covered in large, beautiful white feathers. Upon its head the entity bore a large azure crystal inset into its flesh. Beyond this, further along its back, its primary sigil was evidently marked upon its flesh. Like the gate, its entire being let off a startlingly powerful stellar current despite its appearance.

With the being having presented itself, and no warnings or feelings of insidious intent detected by myself or indicated by Lucifer and Belial, it was invited into the physical flesh to take part in the communion. It obliged readily, coming into the form.Even as it did so any clear vision of the cave itself dissolved, instead replaced with images of this beings aura being superimposed over my own form. I began to feel the spine beginning to curve as the energy levels heightened further. Suddenly, without any prior warning, a very intense vision of this entity stabbing one of its appendages deep into my stomach, continuing on up into the ribcage, filled my entire being. My physical, mental and spiritual form contracted reflexively as it deposited something within the soul body, and I began to thrash violently. This lasted for several, tense seconds, resulting in a total loss of bodily control. The pain suddenly ceased, and the presence of the entity was replaced by that of Belial, stepping in to moderate the flow of energy from the contact.

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An inverted version of Ensouls Illustration (linked) depicts an entity similar to the Ivory Spider

At this point my awareness shifted back towards my physical form, and I could hear my own voice now, repeating an unknown mantra. A repeating pattern of four distinct words that seemed to resonate with the same pattern of the encountered entity. The entities presence could still be felt subtlety, and it began to communicate, first in images and then by voice. It confirmed the mantra was its words of power, and identified itself primarily with one of them, the final one, as its name. It referred to itself by a title, ‘The Ivory Spider’, and related its task as a Primary Guide, Protector and Pathfinder on the road to Middle Road Ascension, revealing stellar gnosis for assimilating both sides of the tree.

The second ritual was closed as the first. Over the proceeding two weeks further gnosis and communication was had with the entity outside of any active ritual workings. This consisted of contact not just with the entity but information released via the injected venoms themselves. Flashes and sigils depicting this process were released clearly to the conscious mind. The venoms could be seen congealing around the soul, wrapping around and infusing deep into its makeup.

A third ritual to settle the process was requested via the entity. To fully create the finished gate, the entity instructed that the four words of power, including the word of its primary name, were to be written around the edge of the block in a widdershins fashion in the Theban alphabet, each word being blooded individually and invoked from within the constructed circle. From this, as communion was taken at the level of the flesh, the Ivory Spider disclosed more.

Initially this was knowledge pertaining to the middle pillar, and the uniting of both life and death on a Stellar Path of Ascent. The entity made clear the extent of neglect of the Paths of the Stars by Man in the current age, detailing how now few travel or attempt to earth Stellar Currents, compared to ages in our past that could be considered relatively recent. The entity described itself as a pathfinder and guide along these pathways, describing how it also maintains and spins new connections.

Of most importance, the entity gave advice to finish existing, grounding works, before work with Belial and Lucifer himself should be undertaken, under Hecate and its own watchful eye, to initiate the beginnings of these powerful soul transmutative rites.

The entity was not only supportive, but confirmed planned work with granting the primary familiar a body was of importance; The entity heavily indicated that this will be of great importance in providing a physical grounding, assisting greatly in the forthcoming rites which channel these stellar currents. It is to be noted here the importance of a physical anchoring point. This fact is one that is often overlooked, even though it is of utmost importance to the work. Their successful construction is one that becomes mirrored through every realm when worked correctly. The entity in its own words was adamant that the ‘triad’ of the gateway stele, as well as both familiars was complete before any further work commenced on the path to ensure correct balance in the self. Whether integral to the work itself or simply a personal step needing completed before the new path is walked was not disclosed.

With discourse and communion finished, the entity withdrew, and the completed Stele of the Ascending Gateway of Belial and Lucifer was wrapped in black silk, tied with red cord, and placed into the guarding and waiting hands of the empowered doll familiar.

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It is at this point an honest word must be said. These works will be powerful, and due to their innate nature, contain sensitive information and not everything can be disclosed immediately onto the blog. As such what can be shared will need to be limited until this part of the path is walked to its conclusion, the gnosis assimilated, and the Watchers give license for it to be disclosed in detail.

As always however, as much as can be shared openly will be made available via the blog, so the path can be illustrated as a guide to others.

In Nomine Hecate,

~S~

Of Temple Initiation and Screaming at the Moon

Posted in Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 31, 2015 by Sypheara

It felt like a trip I had to make.

During personal workings at her altar, Hecate made it known that the invitation was open – and I felt strongly pulled to the idea of travelling to the temple where her currents have been successfully, powerfully and permanently rooted into Belials flesh.

It felt like the final seal on all of the dedications and initiatory workings. Hecate instructed that it would facilitate the removal of a certain blockage I had been facing – allowing the currents of all four Trident Gods to flow through and encompass my entire being –restructuring the soul; propelling me to a whole new level of work. The request was made to the Gatekeeper of Her Mother Temple to ensure that the initiation was appropriate and accepted. With confirmation from both Gatekeeper and Hecate, I made the necessary arrangements for this pilgrimage.

Three weeks ago, I found myself walking up steep, stone steps to the Temple of the Four Pillars itself, deep within the Spanish Mountains. Accompanied by the Gatekeeper, I was about to undergo the powerful initiation held within the heart of this sacred place.

The Temple of The Four Pillars of Fire is aptly named. A large stone circular structure – the womb of the Goddess – is surrounded by four smaller stone circles, one for each of the Trident Gods, which are sunken into the ground. Sigils of the Arte adorn the temple’s aging stone walls, as sacrificial bones hang from branches above the archways – the entrances to each Pillar of Flame.

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The Temple of Four Pillars of Fire

Due to the intensely personal nature of the rite, as well as ensuring the protection and due respect in regards to the Temple and its Gatekeeper, what can be shared is limited. Below I detail some of the ritual experience that occurred during this powerful initiation.

The rite began with entrance to the Womb of Hecate, facilitated through the western gate where bones hung low from the trees.

In the heart of the central vortex the Four Pillars of Fire were activated by its Gatekeeper, their powerful magical force swirling around temple circumference before entering the centre circle – the womb of Hecate.

With power vibrated through subtle and flesh incarnate bodies and blood offerings given upon temple seals, inner gateways were opened in the names of the Trident Gods, Demon Princes, Tassatowah and Temple Guardians. These beings did not just unite their power within the temple, but also within my own flesh and soul. The vortex quickened whilst we stood facing the Northern Wall of Belial, a stone face covered in his sigils, and the dominating form of the fetish lord, standing at the centre of the womb as its axis. It was here that the first pledges were made. As their power flowed into my being from each quadrant, oaths were taken to follow the Gods beyond the expiry of physical flesh.

I gave up my silver pentacle, an item of much sentimental value, tying it to the Fetish Lord as a gift. The Fetish Lord then became the focus of the rite, the possessed skull – dedicated as the Godhead of Lucifer – already bore offerings of my blood. When my ritual gift was placed upon the Fetish, the skull was again blooded.

At this point, kneeling before the Gods, sacrifice was given – the offering was made by the Gatekeeper. This sacred act of sacrifice granted to the Witch Gods sealed the pact, reifying their vast energy into my soul. The entire process intensified as the Gatekeeper drew the Mark of the Serpentine Trident upon my brow. As blood ran down my face, a crushing blackness flooded into my being. This was more powerful than anything I had ever previously experienced. The power rose rapidly, released from the sacrifice, into my being and up through the Fetish Lord. As the black energy transmuted within my being in a rapid alchemical process, I felt my soul energy becoming a pure stellar current – carried on the ascending spirit that was released from the sacrificial offering. A current of pure flame, ripped through my body – not pain but an intensely pleasurable feeling which filled my entire being with pure joy; an elation akin to the orgasm of the soul.

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Art by Nox Enamor

When this overwhelming energy eventually settled, yet another journey was undertaken to one of the Pillars of Flame, to call Hecate in Godform assumption. While full possession was not achieved, Hecate made her presence known in a flash of energy, soothing my simmering soul energy as further invocations were made. Upon completion, when it felt time to return to the womb of Hecate, I was presented with the sacrificial bone of Belial. I was then informed that this amulet would unlock pathways and Dragon Lines that led to the heart of the Earth.

From a seated position I blooded the bone and closed my eyes. My vision was filled with swirling reptilian eyes. Belial was immediately present. The eyes danced across my field of perception, turning, swirling, opening and blinking in rapid succession. Belial spoke, his voice clear and authoritative, giving direct and powerful messages. He asked why I resisted him. I replied that it was not intentional, and asked for his guidance on the path. He related that my destination was not, as was customary with some Primal Craft intiations, to be the Devil’s Throne. Now was not my time for that particular journey, instead I was instructed to follow Belial into the depths.

After being dragged through the largest of the reptilian eyes I found myself falling through dark tunnels which, spiralling downwards, eventually gave way to damp earth and stone cavern structures which opened into a large, black cave. A powerful light emanated from an opening in the roof, bathing everything in a brilliant, golden light.

A figure wearing armour and a sword, manifested before me. The entity wore a green cloak and hood, which obscured its face, and had two gigantic white feather wings protruding from its back. The being was authoritative but seemed benevolent. With his sword he opened or created a vortex. The ground fell away to reveal a dark lake. Light poured in from a collapsed ceiling, but the source was not sunlight. It felt like we were tens of kilometres below what could be described as the surface, that somehow the light was being generated by a type of photo-luminescence. Around the rim sat eight stone skulls, water poured from their mouths feeding the dark lake below.

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Dark Lake – Photographer unknown

At the centre of the lake lay a circular stone platform, connected a far wall by a stone walk way where a huge gabbro door was inset into similarly dark walls. At this point my body seemed composed of solid white flame. A huge sigil adorned the door. The glyph vibrated powerfully. It was illuminated by green, blue and golden white energies like dancing flames. I reached out to touch the glyph, but as I did so, I heard Belial whisper something unintelligible, like snake speech, and the vision dissolved; returning me to the ordinary blackness of closed eyes. I immediately recorded the sigil from the doorway and, exhausted, thanked Belial for his guidance. The rite was closed in love and honour. An offering of brandy was left for the Gods as an additional token of respect, and then we headed down from the mountain.

Over the coming days Hecate, in possession work, revealed the purpose of the gateway sigil. Using formula given during initiation it was carved in wood and opened in blood, unlocking its seals and pathways for further exploration. This process releases a powerful Elemental Familiar.

In later work this gate was successful merged with the Stellar Glyph of Lucifer – granted unto all who place their names in Hecate’s Book of Souls during initiation at the Mother Temple. A second seal was given and the mysteries further revealed. More work is to be undertaken, this time on the full moon, to seat the stellar currents that also flow into through these chthonic paths revealed upon this ongoing journey.

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In Nomine Hecate,

~S~

Blood and Fire: The Witchblood Grail

Posted in Luciferianism, Occultism, Publications, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2015 by Sypheara

It is often the case where I have to step and back and consider what is suitable to post on the blog, what crosses the boundaries of what is either too personal to share, oversteps my mark, or otherwise shouldn’t be disclosed. This was one of those posts, where that dilemma rears its head. After contemplation, retrospection and after conversing with others, I decided it would be a worthy inclusion.

This entry focuses on real Grimoires, on one in particular, and the journeys that objects empowered properly can initiate bringing gnosis to the individual. Whilst this post isn’t intended to be a review, with me focusing on one particularly powerful book as an example, it could be considered one.

Mark Alan Smith is the author who originally introduced me to the idea of the Primal Current as a cohesive path. It was upon first acquiring my copy of the Queen of Hell, an occurrence I’m quite sure was guided by Lucifer in hindsight, that I became aware that others had a connection with the same Spirits and Gods. The energies given off by that work, that book, resonated strongly with those I had been working with, and thus the identification and connection was immediately made.

Queen of Hell was certainly my first introduction to a proper grimoire. This is a word I do not use lightly. The book ‘breathed’ the current, exuded force, something I could feel simply by handling it.

This was in stark contrast to other books I had acquired in my time up to that point. Many other Occult books that I possessed,although undoubtedly consecrated or otherwise ‘activated’ in some manner were certainly not ‘ensouled’ like this grimoire was. In comparison to Queen of Hell, they felt like nothing but lumps of dull, lifeless paper.

The sheer obvious efficiency of whatever process used to ensoul these objects made me an avid and immediate collector of Marks book. Each grimoire when it arrived felt different, and denser in energy, mirroring the focus of each work. So when recently, the latest his line of work was released, as usual I felt compelled to pick it up.

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The Witchblood Grail, by Mark Alan Smith

On arrival the book gave off an incredibly deep, and powerful energy that is difficult to describe. Whilst the previous entry, The Altar of Sacrifice felt cold and earth like, this book felt dissimilar in an unsettling manner. The taste of copper in the mouth and the tingling of the skin just some of the ways this was immediately perceived.

For the next few days, this energy seemed to build. The atmosphere in the home became one like that before a thunderstorm. A heaviness and a charge seemed to build and build, and the ability to do anything was affected. Time itself seemed to slow, running like treacle, and an induced sense of drowsiness set in.

What was to follow would be an intense experience as I was pulled through the gate held within the book itself, merely by its possession. It is obvious to me now that, given the following experience, that this feeling of build up was the catalyst for this experience.

Below is the full account which was initially shared privately.

‘When I felt the need to sleep, I could feel the same energies being noticeably active. The vision, or whatever it was or best described, came sometime later in the sleep cycle as a fully lucid and describable out of body like experience, for lack of more appropriate terms.

It was a pretty horrific state of affairs. I was dragged immediately into an orbit around what appeared to be the Earth, above England initially, and was made to see traumatic apocalyptic events in sickening clarity unfolding before me. First starting with the rise of the seas, the oceans pushing in with their horrific floods. This accelerated rising of the coastline quickly began swamping cities that lay along the coast, as well as inland as the rivers swelled like writhing bloated corpses.

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Mega Tsunami, by Chris Wren/Kenn Brown

The ground then shook, giving way to seismic events which rippled across the entire surface of our planet which, in turn, triggered gigantic tsunami. These raced around the oceans, and I saw in vivid detail as these giant waveforms collided with multiple continents, racing inland and swallowing everything in their path.

This continued for some time, as I was prevented from looking away, locked in place. I then saw an approaching asteroid or comet, which as it neared the atmosphere split into 3 distinct pieces as it tumbled down to the surface. All three chunks hit, huge blasts echoing high into the stratosphere, unleashing giant shockwaves that triggered volcanic eruptions of hot swelling lava bleeding from the wounds in the earth. One slammed into the ocean, causing further gigantic waves, waves so utterly vast that they wiped out hundreds of millions, amid a firestorm raining down comprised of various debris and slicing volcanic glass.

In between these myriad shown events, i could hear a roaring, impossibly loud, voicelike but sounding like the very roar of the Earth itself. This voice was noticeably some kind of male entity, and I could feel now as my attention shifted to it that it was It that was relating not by words but some other manner this apocalyptic vision. What felt like timescales of occurrences time was sped up to vast speeds and i was made to watch, unable to do anything, for what felt like hours and hours. Occasionally I was shifted into the perspectives of those below, witnessing their deaths in myriad ways.

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Asteroid Impact, Unknown Author

Finally, I found myself on the ground. In desperation, I made for what in this experience was high ground, seemingly able to finally move and shift through this realm I had found myself in. Although I assumed it was the devastated earth at the time, there were no points of reference to confirm this.

The ground surrounding me I noticed had been charred black, and around me was a veritable maelstrom of utter fire and choking ash, as if I was walking through a pyroclastic flow. I was covered in some sort of black, paneled armour, unidentifiable in makeup that barely fought off the searching fingers of the boiling ash. As I fought against the intense wind whipped up all around me, I finally succumbed to the sheer force, and was blown sideways, or so I could determine, up into a cliffside.

It was then I realized i was in the grip of some sort of entity. The roaring of the wind i realised was the same roaring of that entity, and it now reached a crescendo. The entity now addressed me directly, in words that felt like the cracking and rumbling of a thousand earthquakes. It was a voice of pure antimony. I cannot remember the exact words from my mind what it spoke, it felt like it was seriously sizing me up, probing deep within me for some manner. I tried to initially resist, but gave up eventually. The pressure on the external form grew and grew until it was overwhelming, and i felt almost surely i would be crushed to death if i wasn’t incinerated by the intense heat this thing was giving off. I could not identify it – it did not sound like Lucifer or Belial from my few meetings with them in similar realms whilst journeying in sleep. I could not see it, unable to turn towards it as its immense pressure held me firm.

It was just then that suddenly I heard a new voice, that when it spoke sounded like a million female voices, all in accord with the other. I don’t know how I knew, but I identified it as Hecate’s voice. Again i cannot remember entirely the words in my mind, but it was along the lines of ‘Do not panic, I am beside you, follow my torches, and you will find the way’. It was then i noticed what could be described only as a tunnel of white/green light. The pressure and roaring stopped as i stumbled towards it, and, when within it, I woke with a huge start.’

Recounting this, I don’t fully understand the purpose for being shown that this vision yet, but I think it was contact initiated by them through the soul fabric of the book. The intent being, to make me face the reality of the text itself. When reading the book it is easy to read it in a detached logical manner. Even if the conclusions are accepted and understood by the mind, they do not have that immediate, visceral impact of vision. However when confronted with the power of the book itself to actually bring its reader face to face with the actual reality of the apocalypse as described, it is a whole other ballgame.

The ability for it to of its own accord cause journeying through the gates held within its material body was startling; taking you straight into its heart in a highly potent, incredibly distressing and challenging experience.Whether this was presented to me simply as a learning experience shown to me as part of my path, actual glimpse of what will happen, or both is something myself, and the reader, have to decide.

The energies have subsided now somewhat, but can still be felt and experienced when handling the book. I feel like there are avenues of exploration between its pages far more than can be read and comprehend by the eye and mind alone. For anyone who has not experienced this, I recommend you search out such works, whoever they are by, and support the people that create them. They differ so wildy from the mass production, the works created solely for profit that are as soulless as the false industry that churns them out. Hopefully purely by example I have demonstrated how they are active tools that can be used in practice, and by the very act of their possession, reveal gnosis.

~S~

Samhain Ritual Write-Up: The Dead Supper

Posted in Divination, Heathenry, Necromancy, Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames, Traditional Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 30, 2014 by Sypheara

With November fast disappearing, I have finally been able to complete the writeup for the PDF version of the Rite that was undertaken this Samhain. It was a powerful one,  that both me and my friend, Kagekabuki, put together for a local pagan group.

Rather than wax and wane on, I will instead let the introduction I have written for it describe the rite fully. The download link can be found in resources as well as below:

Samhain – The Dead Supper

This ritual is written for performance on the night of Samhain, and is a variant on the traditional dead supper ritual carried out by many groups and covens. It was first performed on Samhain night in 2014, where it was successful in evoking the gods and the mighty dead, as well as directing the participants downwards to experience the celebrations being held within the underworld. 

The the main focus of this ritual falls heavily on the hallowed dead, of peoples spiritual lineage, and requires an active involvement by participants to connect to these spirits. The ritual requires two leaders, ideally one male and one female. The presiding Gods of the ritual that will be invoked are Hecate/Lucifer, and Woden/Hel, with the Path of Flames being the route the powers are accessed.

Although the crossroads where The Path of Flames cross with Germanic Paganism may be obscured, it is a syncretic bond that arose out of the combination of two lines of practice, that was divined to be acceptable / encouraged by the Gods in question themselves. People who are interested in running this ritual are encouraged to carry out a divination of their own to detect/perceive this relationship to settle their minds if they find it a concern.

The ritual itself makes use of the usual circle, invocation and building of the energies, followed by a ritualistic descent to the underworld, a dead supper and possibly a guided meditation. The guided meditation aspect must be worked / recorded by the leaders of the ritual before its carried out in ideally a joint working, on the 30th of October, the night before it is to be performed.’

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An example of the main altar used for this rite from Samhain 2014

As mentioned in the PDF, I’d like to thank the people who took part, as well as Kagekabuki for helping me get everything together and running the ritual alongside me. Please take a moment to visit her blog, which is unfortunately in that place we do not name.. Tumblr!

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In other news, I will be spending the next month or so on personal workings with the new doll i received, to empower it as to become my secondary familiar. I hope to detail this, as well as provide images before the empowering ritual has been performed.

The spirit residing within it has already offered its sigil, so the process should be an intimate and rewarding one. The body for the primary familiar is finally on its way.

Thank you for reading, I hope everyone had an enjoyable Samhain, and I look forward to the Winter solstice!

~S~

Countdown to Samhain

Posted in Folk Belief, Luciferianism, Necromancy, Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames, Traditional Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 27, 2014 by Sypheara

Hello all, hope this post finds you well.

With Samhain approaching, I have become incredibly busy. I have another Doll body on the way, a second to source, and a ritual for a rather large group to run and prepare. All this alongside also ensuring my own personal notes and writing is kept up to date!

As such, I hope to have plenty to post soon, but unfortunately most of it is likely to go up after Samhain is over with. This is no bad thing really, as it’s a time when we should be in touch with our Gods and Ancestors and our Loved Ones and Communities, rather than lost amongst a digital fog which consumes most of our attention the remainder of the year far more than it should.  (I am definitely guilty as charged).

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Samhain Altar – Author unknown

I wouldn’t post if I was completely empty handed however. I recently wrote a ritual based loosely on my very first ritual with Lucifer I undertook several years ago. This was written for an acquaintance that wanted to contact Lucifer with a means of taking him on as a patron for self empowerment. Whether this person went and performed the ritual I do not know as I never received any contact to confirm the fact.

I feel it is in a decent place to share, and a good thing to post given the season. For those interested, this Monday would be excellent to perform it, or even period over the Samhain season due to the Sabbat being within the moons Waxing phase. Please make sure to read it fully, including the calls, to understand its intent.

It can be found at the following link:

Seven Day Ritual for Unleashing the Black Fire

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Gustave Doré -The fourth horseman, Death on the Pale Horse (1865)

With that said, forgive me for being brief, and  I hope you all have a great and productive Halloween and do the Hallowed Dead proud!

~S~

 

Basic Altars and an Update on Publication

Posted in Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames, Traditional Witchcraft with tags , , , , , , , , on September 4, 2014 by Sypheara

With August falling off the edge without a solid entry, due to work and endless sword seminars, I thought it would be a good idea to get  around posting something i’ve been meaning to get around to for awhile.

First off however, I would just like to state that I received a reply from the editor of the anthology I submitted an entry to, and he has confirmed that my article has been selected for publication! As such, hopefully once i’ve seen it in its final form and cleared it, I will be able to link and recommend the finished product, as I will be unable to share the article publicly until one year after publication in print. It is really encouraging to get something possibly published, and might mean an easier job in getting any further works into print in the future.

The topic of this post however will be altars, specifically, mine in regards to Hecate and the other witch gods. I often get asked about my altar set up, and usually the answer has been pretty simple: It is basically an amalgamation of everything that I have come across, have made, or otherwise possesses some occult virtue alongside offerings to the Gods.

It must be said before I go any further that this post, in regards to my own altar, is going to be picture light. I will be illustrating my post where possible with existing pictures of Hecatian altars that belong to others that are publicly available on the internet. I myself do not agree with taking pictures of a space that is for personal use in regards to communing with the Gods. As a sacred space, I feel it should be kept private, and viewed only by ideally oneself, other practitioners, and very close family members at the most.

This is my own personal taboo, but interestingly, both Mark and several other practitioners I talk to have mentioned this to me only recently as either a warning that this shouldn’t be done or that they personally also don’t share pictures of their own altars. I respect and understand why others feel differently however, even if I don’t necessarily agree, and they do serve an educational purpose to those who wish to construct their own.

 

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Altar of Hecate by Zingaia 

Without further ado then. Altars can be small or large, simple or complex, or anything inbetween. My own altars for the last few years have served primarily as a stop gap – somewhere I can practice and give offerings, as a practical space, with the hopes of in the future creating a more empowered altar that would serve as the ideal replacement. Due to the fact I had no permanent residence, or would often have little to no privacy for occult work whilst watched over by religious types that disagree with my practices, these have been small, compact, and easy to relatively easily deconstruct. These are the ones that I now will detail.

The altar itself is a small, round circular table upon which is laid a very basic red altar cloth. This is more for practical reasons than anything else, due to the amount of incense I burn and the capacity of things to spill. This is about one metre high from the ground, so a relatively low table.

The most important part of my altar, arguably, are the central fetishes. These are the objects that in the main, help channel Hecate and  the other Witch Gods. The main two are talismanic – that is, in some manner constructed by myself to be suitable for their purpose. There is a statue of a dragon with an inset green geode, that has been consecrated and empowered to act as a central focal point. Alongside this, is my spirit box which I have detailed the construction of elsewhere on this blog. This box acts as an even arguably stronger link that the main statue, and links the altar to the Witch Gods to which it was created as well as the mighty dead, with Hecate being prime and first.

The box itself sets upon a sigil of the three crossed staves, and the the geode of the dragon often contains small pieces of paper with prayers, requests, questions written on them and folded up into the crevice so they can be charged. Once an answer is given, these are burned in the open air with thanks and libation.

Alongside these two talismanic objects are things i have just seemingly ‘acquired’, based on intuitive judgement, If you keep your own altar, and work with the spirits, you’ll understand what I mean by this. Sometimes you are just compelled t acquire a certain object for its use upon the altar, some internal ‘voice’ tells you it is required or desired.

These central fetishes are supported by a ring of 36 brass skeleton keys, all of which have again been consecrated and arranged around the box. These help strengthen the links further to Hecate and her Key Bearing /Master of Locks and Doorway  aspects, and I intend to use them in important workings in the future.

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Altar of Hecate by an Unknown Practitioner

Alongside these objects, are several others i have just seemingly acquired. Working with an altar dedicated to the spirits seems to attract all sorts of associated objects over time. A non exhaustive list would be the following:

+A salt dried piece of driftwood that acts as a wand, given by the sea in return for my first pentacle, which i lost upon being gifted the branch. It compelled me to take it, and it has acted as my primary tool since acquiring it. It will be further enhanced and worked with in the future, but it gives off an energy which means I feel like I have little to do to it.

+3 stones, 1 quarts, 1 feldspar, and 1 moonstone. These act as further enhancers, and have been placed around the box alongside the keys.

+1 large tree seed of unknown origin. Placed as above.

+1 piece of grave stone, bought from the spirits at and collected from the local graveyard.

+1 glass encased spider corpse, due to my affinity with the creatures on a spiritual level.

+1 dagger, that came into my possession and consecrated, that is used in a multifaceted manner.

+ Several bits of red string left over from the box consecration ritual

On top of these, the practical tools for giving offerings and the offerings itself exist upon the table as follows:

+2  incense burners, one large, one small.

+3 candle holders, sitting atop the three main sigils of the witchgods.

+3 Glass bottles contain a water and pepper mixture corked.

+1 mug containing a suitable libation, usually black coffee or some form of alcohol

+1 glass jar, containing a mix of water, pepper, and numerous essentials oils that are mixed in with it (usually patchouli + others) used to feed tools and the box and as an offering in itself.

+1 ash holder, for containing all the burnt ashes, as they can be used for a multitude of purposes.

Working with this altar is very simple – every week the ingredients are changed on a Monday, and any libations are poured away around the thresholds of the doors in entrance to the house. This fortifies the protective shield around my own home, and feeds the genius loci. Any left over solid offerings that may have been given in addition to the above are taken to the nearby graveyard or a wooded area of seclusion and left there.

I ensure that my altar is kept private, and when necessary, it is quickly dismantled with each object being carefully and respectfully packaged away until the interference subsides and it can be rebuilt.

Things are added to the altar on an intuitive basis, either due to containing there own natural power or added as part of a talismanic construction on my own part.

By adding and growing and interacting with our altars, we work closely with the Gods and Spirits, creating a personal space of connection between us and them. Hopefully this post has illuminated my basic setup. Going forward, I hope to construct a much better, more permanent altar which I will detail the creation of and share if possible in the form of a document.

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Outside Altar by Unknown Practitioner

Thanks again for reading, and I look forward to the next post. Soon, Samhain!!!

Ave Hecate!

~S~

Awakening Clay: A Test

Posted in Occultism, Paganism with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 21, 2014 by Sypheara

The work on the essay/article continues, with feedback now being provided by the editor. The initial reaction was quite positive, and based on feedback by others, I am confident  that the article after some edits will be accepted. Work remains to be done to ensure it can be framed within the context of the overall anthology, and with not being aware of other submissions or what they bring, this probably means it needs more than a bit of refinement.

In other news, I have been writing up contact with the familiar, as well as other occurrences that have been happening in my home due increased contact with it and another spirit (see below) i was taking care of for several days. Hopefully this will make the doll ensoulment process easier, more successful, and worthy of a similar write up as my spirit box for the Mighty Dead. Ongoing house redecoration for the meantime means it is not possible to construct the level of permanent altar i want to yet, so this work is ideal for the inbetween time before that work can be begun in earnest.

To this end, recently an opportunity presented itself to work with a doll made out of clay and fabric, as well as do several crossroad workings. The doll in question caught my eye when browsing one of my favourite artists sites (links at bottom of post to her amazing work), and it seemed to exude a certain amount of intensity in its construction. Due to this coinciding with the other halves birthday, i decided to acquire the doll, and activate it to the best of my ability, raising it’s own awareness in ritual. The expected payment of this process by its spirit, its assigned mission to look over and guard the person she was being gifted to. This was far less intense a working than anticipated, as upon receiving the doll, it felt far more active than I had ever have anticipated. It had also already been named, receiving the name of Persephone by her maker.

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The doll prior to the empowerment ritual

The actual process was quite simple, with the same sigil work, and invocationary elements as used for my own workings with my own familiar and Hecate, Lucifer and Belial. Their sigils were empowered in the usual manner, and the doll seated upon a crossroads sigil similarly empowered. This was followed by a period of intense focused visualisation and communion with her, with a contract being drawn up in blood. That intensity prevailed through the entire ritual with her, with a marked degree of seriousness and willingness to work with me. I thought that it would have been a relatively sedate affair, but it proved otherwise, and it definitely felt like at points the developing spirit directed affairs at hand.

This was followed up after the gifting  of the doll at the crossroads after it was accepted, and the care of her passed over out of my hands. The promise written and sealed was thus committed to the Gods in Fire and the main libations preserved from the night alongside fresh offerings given in love.

The process has allowed me to gain some valuable experience. These objects, when produced by hand, seem to contain an innate level of awareness much higher than expected, alongside a certain ‘level’ of intensity that is difficult to describe until worked with. After empowerment, whilst the object was still in my home, it was noticed that an increased level of interesting activity was occurring including the movement of solid objects when the house was empty. Whilst it could have been done by either familiar, this activity seems different from the physical activity my own familiar has been using to on very rare occasions get my own attention. So it is interesting to note as a possibility.

Furthermore, this has made me interested to see how this compares with the doll body being procured for my familiar,  as it could affect the method I have in mind.

Although short and sweet, I hope this has been an interesting read. I’d like to give a shout out to the doll maker, who can be found at https://www.facebook.com/MajesticThorns and https://www.etsy.com/shop/MajesticThorns respectively.

Readers who have also ready my small entry on Datura, posted sometime last year, might recognise the artists style!

~S~