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A Blessed Beltane and the Ethics of Spirit Binding

Posted in Other with tags , , , , , on May 2, 2018 by Sypheara

A short post from me, simply to wish everyone who follows the blog a blessed Beltane! What a truly special one it has been, with such a vibrant and expansive energy. Lucifer feels especially close in this period, as offerings of blood are given to familiars. A bottle of springwater stands collecting the energies of the full moon, to be charged in the coming days to be given to an underworld spirit newly contacted, who has given me the path forward. The work of the planets calls strong.

Taken by Duncan Reddish for the Beltane Fire Society. Used under fair use.

To anyone who follows this blog who also lives in the UK, it must be somewhat of a relief that we now move out of the darker half of the year, which has been particularly nasty energetically in its death throes. I wish everyone reading this the ability to draw from that well of power and manifest the changes they need to move forward on this path over the coming months.The tests are hard, but the rewards so, so worth it. I give thanks to all those who have contacted me, those who show true love and devotion who always astound me with their dedication and progress.

Personally I am taking the time to recover from the chimeric business, as well as gather whats required to bind it fully as described in the last article. Almost all of the ingredients necessary for this task are in my possession, and all that remains is to construct the vessel correctly before the ritual is undertaken to do so.

This will finally put this whole episode to rest I hope, which has eaten into time which could have better been spent working with Surgat and moving the rest of the work forward.

Interestingly, I came across the following article in a group im part of. It is by an author called Jaclyn Cherie on her blog ‘The Nephilim Rising’ in which she details the effects of ‘mass market’ spirit binding. I will link the article below:

LESSONS IN MAGICK: The Unethical Practice of Spirit Binding

On the whole I find this a rather good article on something that has bothered me for awhile, albeit one that contains a flaw I see often in many modern writings on spirits and the Gods. Firstly ill say I share her complete distaste and disdain for those who engage in the practice of binding spirits to be sold as commodities.

Id add the reason here in that not only do I believe it to not be ethical for this end, but also that I have serious reservations that the skill level of an ‘occultist’ who would direct their energy towards such works would be good enough to bind a spirit as they claim. Especially when this is accompanied with frankly ludicrous claims of what is bound, in contrast to materials and workmanship on offer. Considering the general lack of real skill or devotion in the wider ‘occult’ community, which is mainly made up of skilless hacks and narcissistic egotists, this should really come as no surprise to anyone.

However I do believe the author also misses the perfectly legitimate reasons to bind a spirit. Not every spirit out there is ‘nice’, the spirit world is chock full of dangerous and predatory entities which will quite happily take a bite out of anything that they deem as ‘prey’. This is backed up by encounters and folk lore stretching back to the first human cultures. Some of these are animalistic in their approach, others are far, far more sinisterly intelligent matching or exceeding our own mental faculties. When encountered, binding these predatory entities to make good use of them, is a sensible perogative provided it can be done correctly. Obviously this is not always possible to do entirely with its will – rarely does someone or something willingly go to prison for rehabilitation.One should not discard a practice entirely because some debase it and use it in a grossly inappropriate way.

The Wicker Man (film), 1973

On that note, still much to do and writing this late so I must be off. Otherwise it might be me being burned in the Wickerman.. Until the next time~

Ave Hecate,
Ave Lucifer,
Ave Belial,
Ave Sepheranz,

All Hail the Trident of Eternal Witchcraft,
May the flames of the Gods light our path now and forever
~S~

Turning over the Wrong Rock : An Encounter with Chimera

Posted in Occultism, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 29, 2018 by Sypheara

This is a post that i’ve been mulling over making, as it pertains to a developing situation within my own work that has come as both a surprise and tangent to the where i’ve been progressing. I’ve come to conclude that the resultant story around this however would serve to illustrate the rich otherworld one can encounter when doing this work as well as again, the danger that it inevitably brings. For working witchcraft brings all sorts of attention – both good, and bad.

Those who have read my previous posts will remember me describing the mirror world – that strange place that for me is the shamanic ‘place apart’, the crossroads between the ascent, or descent, of the trees. Somewhere the world soul is immediately manifest, and something that I feel the term ‘astral’ is not specific enough to describe.

Recent incursions into this place have been frequent, even when unsought for, in dream states as I have worked mostly passively to integrate the energies unleashed from the first part of the work with Lucifers Stellar Gate. Many have been the usual shamanic adventures, with exploration and integration as a key theme but little actually in the way of danger.

However one recent encounter in this place has driven home to me how risky this place can legitimately be, as well as how many things can hide in both plain sight both here and on the physical until they make their ‘move’.

For weeks leading up to the following ‘incident’, all was not well. Although moving into a new house several months ago, and the place having an amazing atmosphere, occasionally something would feel amiss. It felt as if a presence, alien to the environment,was in the house. It felt incredibly black, oppressive, and ancient. Some nights it felt as if it was stalking the place – always remaining just out of sight, but always ever present on the boundaries of full awareness when it made its appearance. At times it became an almost physical thing – one felt that, going into certain rooms, one would be confronted with something Else, in full manifestation, ready to commence an assault.

Make Lovecraft, Not War, by Daniel Bystedt

All initial attempts to discern what this thing was failed, as if it was shielding itself. Part of me wondered if this entity was perhaps an entity sent by the Gods to test, or to teach, but something about it felt entirely off.  One night in particular was bad, where the power of this thing in one of its visits was so crushingly black, one was almost too terrified to even breathe as the level of threat this entity was emanating was so utterly powerful and pervasive.

On a different night it all came to a head. I had gone to sleep, and had entered the Mirror World as usual. Whilst attempting to navigate after an extensive exploration session, I realised I had strangely become lost. One of the defining characteristics of this plane, being a mirror of the world soul, is that it has taken on fragments of our own, industrialised world such has been our immense impact upon it. As such, I had been attempting to move around using a train network – to navigate from one, hollow city to another, in an attempt to retrace my steps and return to the physical plane.

However, regardless of what I tried I always either ended up in the same spot, or slightly further away from my intended destination. No amount of focused will, or other tricks, could seemingly get me back on the path. It became obvious that someone, or rather something, was interfering.

Resolving to try something novel, I decided that moving towards the determined direction of the interference thus  going with the flow and confronting whatever it is, would be the quickest way to get ‘out’ and back.

In doing so, I boarded a train that took me away from the Hollow Cities. It chugged its way along the track painfully slowly, and my fellow passengers, various strange humanoids merged with various animal forms, paid little attention to my presence. Tarmac turn to scrubby, industrial wasteland, which in turn gave way to grassy plain. After what seemed like a forever, but was likely a very short time considering the amount of time distortion experienced in this place, the train entered a woodland area which slowly gave way to a boggy, misty, marsh. The train got slower and slower, and I realised it was sinking into the mire. Nobody seemed bothered as the train melted away into the murky water, leaving me alone knee deep and without a clear idea as to where I was.

Train tracks by Calimero

Instinctively I tried to follow the track, but soon the fog and mist got thicker, until it was almost like moving through a liquid. Any sight of the track was soon lost, and I became distinctly aware I was not alone. That same, oppressive feeling, felt in the physical world, returned, and it was located somewhere up ahead.

Slowly, and snakelike, spectral hands slithered out of fog into view. The pale skin was corpse like, and the fingers long and bony ending with long, protruding nails. Behind them long arms, bereft of a body, trailed out of a view. They came towards me slowly, before enveloping my form and sliding, sickly sensual, along my flesh.

I admit, i initially tried to deny the sense of danger. Firstly I called out, asking if it was a dream daemon that I work with. No reply came. I asked if it was another spirit i often work with, again in vain, however this time I did get a reply. A hollow, deep and guttural, almost insect like laugh emanated in front of me and the fog began to part.

There I saw a horrific monster. On the ends of these arms was something almost indescribable – the Thing seemed to be like a mass of arterial matter – the main trunk made of our two, thick tendrils which seemingly stood upon writhing mass of maggot like appendages, and its ‘head’ appeared like a fleshy venus fly trap. Out of this a single eye upon a long, sinuous tongue like protrusion observed me coldly. Three cancerous growths, like horns, protruded from it, weeping puss. The arms searching outwards from its central mass – looking like they had been spliced or glued onto the main body which was an entirely direct colour and texture; The texture and colour of inflamed and infectious flesh.

With a horrific voice that sounded like thousands of hard body insects being diced in a blender, mixed with shards of broken glass, this creature only said one thing to me which I barely recall, perhaps incorrectly.

‘NO, I  AM DEATH, IN LIFE, IN RESURRECTION’

With this, a shockwave of black, suffocating malefic energy flowed outwards from it and over my own form. I cannot really explain what happened next except to say it happened intrinsically. Staring the creature down, I reached inside my own travelling body, which at this point was a mere shadow copy of my physical one, and pulled out something from within. This was a bronze framed, transparent pyramid in which a small, orange bird slept. This pyramid radiated such a pure, solar fire that I immediately recognised as Lucifers, and where it touched, the searching shadows were unable to penetrate.

I placed the pyramid in between me and the creature and the bird, within stirred. I can see it clearly now remembering this, and marvel at the long, magnificent tail feathers – a stunning phoenix if there ever was one. I remember I lifted it the pyramid high, and with clear voice, I called upon my attacker to give its name and submit. It refused, attempting to again intensify its current. It was then than I called upon all the names of the Power of Lucifer with his synchronomicon. This appeared to work, as the light around me roared with brilliance and I was surrounded by a blazing fire of the most intense of energies. The malefic wave was stopped dead in its tracks, inverting upon itself as if scoured away. This light poured forth over the thing before me, which writhed as if it was being squashed under some immense weight bearing down upon it. It was then I realised i was screaming, and that the phoenix and monster were also howling with the intense amount of energy flowing through us. The word that was formed by this crescendo and energy was the creatures true name.

Phoenix, Unknown

With that I woke up with a start, the link severed, rolling out of bed onto the floor with a sharp start and full of empyrean energy of the most brilliant sort. The whole physical seemed to glow with colour as I managed to re-orientate myself back fully with my physical flesh. A sigil was overlain on my vision, and I committed it immediately to record along with the received name, knowing how important they would be to retain a handle on the situation.

This afterglow didn’t subside for several days after this encounter. With the name and sigil of the offending spirit now mine, the power of it to come and go as it pleased seemed incredibly dulled. Whilst it made an appearance once or twice near the vicinity of the work, it was almost difficult to identify due to the much reduced presence it seemingly had upon its surroundings, almost as if it, now, was terrified of making its full presence known in case ‘consequences’ were brought upon it.

For a brief time it radiated its presence from the background when it could. Its energy added to the general malefic air at the time, as my region was gridlocked by unusually heavy snowfall from blackened skies. This malefic energy seeped into my environment – my house suffered damage, and one of my incarnate familiars died choking in my arms days after. This was a storm that just had to be weathered – the thing had obviously chosen this time to make its full power felt, when my guard was relatively down, and had failed in its attack. The energy given by Lucifer, as well as a bit of mental centring, was enough to get through this period albeit not unscarred as my mental state still is returning to background levels of normality.

Over time, gnosis has been received as to the nature of the entity. It is old, very old, and was likely something (or someone) incarnate. The reason for its appearance, and the reason i have categorised it as chimera, is because it incorporates victims subtle bodies into itself as part of its feeding process. Therefore it is not a singular entity but more a parasitic puppet master, breaking down its victims slowly over time whilst putting them to sufficient ‘use’ via their component parts.

I have decided that this entity will be bound to the temple space, and used to guard the indoor temple and land here. In future, in may be moved to an outdoor temple space to protect that area. I feel unsafe in letting it roam ‘free’ far from me, due to the severe risk it poses to others. But at the same time, if it is to be kept close, it must be controlled sensibly and put to constructive use.

More than the above has been given or clarified but I do not feel prudent to share it, nor the method for its binding which I am still exploring. I feel that such entities pose a legitimate threat to those that run into them and share the above to detail an encounter with something dangerous as both an interesting story, and a warning for those who travel in this realm to watch themselves and take adequate precautions. Sensible precautions would be strengthening the subtle bodies via sexual possession with the Witch Gods, as well as regular devotionals, which provide a good level of conditioning.

May the Witchgods bless and protect those of you who journey forth into these realms, and if all else fails, may Hecates torches and Lucifers Phoenix show you the way back unscathed.

Ave Lucifer,
Lord of Light,
Beautiful Phoenix King,
Through whose Power
All Shell and Parasites
Cower,
~S~

Stones of Power: Hidden Treasures

Posted in Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2018 by Sypheara

The start of 2018 has been a productive, if difficult month for me and my practice. The Lord of the Dark Star ritual went well, for myself and others, but practically all the gnosis and experiences granted were deeply personal. As such, what can be shared is very little. However it does demonstrate that despite being aloof, if searched for correctly and intensely, he will answer and show the way. I see this as a great sign – the unfurling of the Stellar Gnosis thus continues!

I am still working on my own documents here, which need to be completed, before the next work with Surgat can truly commence. That hasn’t stopped the energy continuing to rise, sometimes to an unbearable level as almost nothing I do seems to quieten it. Balancing the subtle bodies helps, but this is something im slowly beginning to realise I have to let naturally peak – as such, I believe im in for a hell of a ride. The body and mind feel exhausted, but the spirit and the energy that comes through is such a powerful, vital lifeforce everything seems to glow in newfound colour.

January as a whole has been difficult – the local group I work within has had organisational issues, which has left me in charge of both leading it as well as writing up the formal rules and documentation. In addition, one treasured incarnate familiar died suddenly, albeit with some warning as his health had been deteriorating for some time. This necessitated additional workings – to ensure that his soul upon leaving his body was correctly orientated, and a link with the Dead fetishes created successfully.

Despite the above, there are numerous topics floating around in my head I wanted to make a few posts on.

One of them is the importance of natural, found objects. In my work, these have often proved to be the most powerful of talismans. This could prove the same for you – if you know where to look, and how to approach their collection.

I often see people getting excited over mass produced, altar items, and looking at one recent object I’ve been working with again, it seems quite funny in comparison! This object is nothing more than a stone I collected from the shores of the Adriatic sea. But what an object it is. To illustrate, I’ll lay out the entirety of the tale.

Holy Stone, Photographer unknown

Me and my partner were out swimming there whilst on our vacation, when we felt a very strong draw towards a small cave. It was only shallow, and didn’t seem like it went far back at all into the cliff face. Deciding to investigate, we decided to take a look. As we entered, crabs scuttled away from us, seemingly offended we had intruded into their space. Slightly tired after our swim, but still enjoying the adrenaline, I myself wasn’t paying much attention really. As I made to turn back, happy with our small adventure, I was called over to inspect a strange, flat stone that was inset into the cave wall. It was small, almost perfectly flat, and metamorphic in nature. A small band of quartz or other similar material seemed to cut through it. We pulled it free and examined it closely.

Holding it, it emanated quite a strong, powerful energy, that seemed to call out quite insistently. Not being familiar with the area, I was at first cautious about taking it with us. Not knowing the spirits of the place, it makes it difficult to judge when to accept something that’s obviously been brought to your or others attention.  However I decided, with my gut feeling, to go for it. It felt extremely smooth as I tumbled it in my hands. The first impression I got was like falling through dark, dark water. It was not a sudden onrush of power, but it felt like being dragged down and down, somewhere far below. It didn’t feel threatening, more impressive – but like any strong current, it was a little disconcerting.

As such, we took it back to the place we were staying. I promptly placed it on my bedside table, and forgot all about it.

That night, I had a very strong, powerful experience.  Falling asleep, I entered a discernible period of astral travel, floating just outside of my body. This was not at my own will – it felt almost as if I had been forcibly evoked into this state! I could immediately feel a strong and powerful presence. Scenes of the sea, and of some strange silver serpent like entity flashed before my eyes and I soon found myself under a perceived malefic attack. I could see in the astral, dark moving clouds swirling around me – taking on the appearance of predator forms, equipped with teeth! Further flashes came of this winged snake, viciously coming upon me. The attack slowly waned, and I saw dark figures circling around me. The attack suddenly renewed with increased ferocity. Terrified whatever this was would be more than capable of breaking my auric shielding, I closed my eyes and called upon Hecate.

I was bathed in a green-blue light almost immediately. This energy was so great that it felt like suddenly being plunged into almost boiling water. Incredible golds snaked across my vision, forming three crossed tridents. All sense of fear slipped away as I floated embraced in Hecates pure stellar energy on all sides.

I remember asking for her protection, to stop this supposed attack. As I did, I was returned to the room whereupon the ‘attack’ had ceased. The black cloud moved into my body and a voice of a male nature resonated throughout my being.

‘The Test Is Passed’.

The entity appeared in flashes as a large hooded ‘man’… a single word resonated from its mouth as it gave its name, a name that must remain secret.

It’s eyes, reptilian in nature, were like deep pools of ever changing gold, blue and green colour. Atop its head, protruding from its robe, were two straight ‘horns’ made up of some glowing opalescent material.

The image of the entity gave way as I could feel myself being pulled through time and space. The feeling was akin to that of both falling, as well as being sucked through an aperture at the same time. I saw the stone, glowing powerfully blue, against a dark background. I allowed myself to be drawn through and into it, and fell through a streaming tunnel of blue light.

I suddenly felt cold rock on my bare feet, and a warm, but refreshing ocean breeze was washing over me. In front of me I could now see that I was standing in a different cave, two entrances directly in front of me opening onto a wide, ocean expanse separated by as single, brown stone column that could have been either natural or artificial. I could tell by the perspective of the ocean we were extremely high up. Directly in front of me, briefly, flashed a strange symbol, like a triangle containing the letter V, with a strike line running through it. This faded, and immediately I became aware of three figures standing around a stone font, which contained crystal clear water. The figures were clad in full length hooded robes of some light material, each detailed with vine like patterns. Each of the figures wore a distinct colour : Gold, Blue, and Green. Each looked close to human, but also in some way disturbingly otherworldly and unheimlich.  Their shadowed faces were contrasted with reptilian eyes of ever changing colour, similar to the previous entity and they possessed the same kind of horns.

Two turned to face the other ‘entrances’ to this space. Left was taken by blue, right by green. Gold turned towards me, and all raised their hands. A powerful golden glow overwhelmed me and I felt powerful energy being radiated out towards, over and into the oceans. This energy was immense and it surrounded me utterly – it was incredibly primal and powerful, almost uncontrollably invigorating in nature.

I remember being almost zapped back into travelling form, just on the boundaries of my body. Reintegrating this and actually waking up was an almost painful experience – i felt distinctly groggy. This was unusual, for that vacation for all other intents and purposes i slept deeply and woke refreshed every other day.

Admirals Arch, Australia, Photographer unknown

This experience has taken some time to properly integrate. Even some 15 odd months later I am still working out just what was actually shown to me. I believe that this entity that visited me is linked to the Guardian which stands sentry to the Stellar Gate of the Ivory Spider, but I have yet to ascertain this via ritual. As to the other, three entities, I believe these to be spirits of the mighty dead, who once perhaps worshipped this entity, maybe even Atlantean in nature. This leads me to believe that the initial entity is much more than a ‘bit’ player in this process. However I have had no direct encounter with this form of this entity since.

The stone has proved to be linked to this strange, stellar water element. Holding it allows for easy projecting down into the buried stellar network on the inner planes of the Earth, of which the Stellar Gate of the Ivory Spider makes up a central part.

Recently, my other half held the stone without this information, and was able to, without any training and just exposure to the energies contained within, project into part of this network without any assistance on my part. Without any leading, they relayed information matching almost exactly with the description of the tunnels – albeit the projection had taken them to a different location within the network.

No special technique was used to accomplish this. The stone was simply given to be held, as part of working on their natural gift for ‘sight’, whilst within the indoor temple space. The whole thing seems saturated with this powerfully ancient energy – how it obtained it is anyone’s guess, and I do not doubt that our experiences with it helped to seat and strengthen the power innately linked to by the stone itself even deeper within its material form.

So my advice would be: explore. Go out into the wild places and look at the world again with open eyes. Although there is certainly no guarantee of success, or even safety for that matter, true gems can be found in the unlikeliest of places. You likely won’t get that from buying something that has no real, innate power. Or worse, an item that has been collected or cared for incorrectly, and thus built up disruptive and harmful energy.

Ave the Stellar Gods,
Who grant the Power of Liquid Starfire,
Burning Candles of Infinite Splendour
Spiralling through Her Sprawling Black
Spirits From which all was Made,
And to Which All Will Return,

Ave Hecate,
Queen of Hell, Heaven and Earth,
Through Which All Things are Made Possible.
~S~

To Keep a Promise: Drawing down the Stars

Posted in The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 12, 2017 by Sypheara

To follow on from the previous post, the Amulet of the Stellar King was as planned utilised in an evocation rite, on Samhain. This ritual was designed not only as a devotional work due to the Sabbat, but to request access to something remarkably special.

Walking this path, up to this point, the power of Lucifers many names was not required. However, the Gods made it more and more plain that in order to move from working from Hecates stellar gate to Lucifers, access to them would be a requirement.

As such, the amulet was used in a powerful evocation work with Lucifer to formally request this. The initial evocation took longer than anticipated to elicit a positive response – likely indicative of a test of perseverance on their part.  A powerful shimmering of the triangle, like a heat haze, accompanied by darting shadows and an intensification of the energies in the room, albeit subtle marked his arrival. This developed into transvocation, through inviting Lucifer into the circle and into the flesh itself, connecting inner and external manifestations.

Through this, Lucifer unlocked the seals on the use of his many names thus bestowing upon me their use via the associated words of power. Without the unlocking of these seals, the words are nothing but hollow – however with it, they become a powerful stellar key.

From here, in auto-writing, Lucifer communicated much. Surprisingly, he gave me a very important task to seal the work. This task was no less than to undertake a journey to the foot of the mountains here, and create a stellar gateway which would earth those currents, of the star lords, into Belials flesh. This would have the effect of quickening and re-enlivening the land, whilst facilitating its healing from its relatively violent history and current spiritual malaise.

The timescale given was that the work was to be completed in under three full moons. The formula consisted of many parts, the main one being the requirement of the the construction of a physical anchor point under the New Moon operating under starlight only. To this end, several stones were collected and marked with the anchoring sigils Lucifer sent in subsequent workings. The picture below details these, before they were ritually empowered in preparation for the trip.

The Stones used in the construction of the Stellar Gateway

On the 18th of November, this gateway was thus opened under the watching stars of Orion, in accordance with the formula given. The actual ritual itself was extremely taxing due to the abundance of physical manifestations present at the location. As the foundations of the gateway were lain and ritually ensouled in sacrificial witchblood, the Stellar currents gave way from powerful,subtle and uplifting  to roaring black energies as the wound so to speak was powerfully lanced. Hecates wolves were instrumental at holding the circles edge here – without them and the amulet, I firmly believe that the opening of the gateway would have failed catastrophically. However with their aid, the gateway was with some difficulty opened in the name of Lucifer, the Lord of the Dark Star, and other present stellar lords who had made their presence known.

With the energies thus rooted, the location was left with the wolves still guarding the location until I was clear away from the location of the rite. From here, powerful currents continue to flow outwards – and continue to affect me. Dreamwork has been extremely vivid since opening these gates, and the power from then has even bled over, affecting those close to me. In one case, a good friend being energised to full sabbatic flight despite 0 experience with such powerful workings.

With the drawing down of the stars, the opportunity to work in future again at the location presents itself, as working at the nexus or the surrounding land will draw from its power. Anyone who is able to effectively work with the stellar paths will also benefit from the increased energies now enlinked.

Constellations Orion, Canis Minor and Canis Major, by Akira Fujii

The above work brings me nicely to the 21st of December where myself and some other Trident practitioners are planning a ritual to honour the Lord of the Dark Star, a powerful entity in our current. This will be many peoples first workings with him, and im excited to see how their relationship with him develops – knowing full well how aloof he can be! This time of the year has in my own praxis become intrinsically tied with him – for the part of the world I live in, the conjunction of the seasons with the dark or close to dark moons is excellent for these kinds of workings.

After the completion of the above, its likely going into the New Year further work will need to be done with Surgat before Lucifers stellar gate is opened.  Ill be taking the time this month to catch up with the many things i need to write up about in my personal journals, but will hopefully put up a small post sometime the back end of December detailing anything that comes out of the Lord of the Dark Star Work where possible.

As an aside, the domain will be renewed around this time. There shouldn’t hopefully be any site disruption, but in the off chance of that, the backup url of https://theluciferianrevolution.wordpress.com should still function.

I hope you all have a wonderful December and upcoming winter solstice,

Ave Hecate,
~S~

 

A Starry Samhain – The Amulet of the Stellar King and the Gatekeeper

Posted in Occultism, Other, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 31, 2017 by Sypheara

Just a small post to wish everyone as usual a great and productive Sabbat this Samhain. The time has come for me to begin exploring Lucifers gate in regards to my path, and to this end I have something special to show people.

A good friend of mine, who is a coppersmith of some considerable talent, gracefully accepted the challenging task of bringing to life the amulet designed for opening Lucifers stellar gate. This amulet would bear on one side the Sigil of Lucifers Stellar Gate on this path, being linked to his Universal Flesh. On the other, it would bear the sigil of Surgat, a powerful witch god who resides over the opening of all locks.

This particular combination creates unique challenges both from a mundane construction perspective, but also that of magickal one. This tool is essential for the opening of said gate in a formula similar to but in some ways distinct from that which is given in the grimoire of the Trident Craft , The Red King. Lucifer was specific on this, coming through strongly as work with Hecate was conducted and her soothing currents assimilated in works of healing and balance both within, and without the circle.

It’s been a long time coming because of this and surrounding circumstances, but below, I can finally show off the Surgat side of the amulet.

This Samhain the amulet will be used as an evocational tool in rites to Lucifer to begin the groundwork for regaining momentum on the Ivory Stellar Path. The Lucifer specific sigil must remain protected from general distribution under the taboos of silence until the gate has been opened and properly explored.

The Stellar Key of the Perfect Red King, Amulet by S. and Runecast Copper

Due to the outstanding job done by my friend in creating this tool for me, I thought it would be only appropriate to add a link to his etsy store for those who would be interested in their own copperwork. As such, the image above will take you straight there!

I hope that this has given maybe some more insight to whats going on at the moment, and I hope everyone enjoys the season. There is a lot of work to be done by devotees around this time, and I wish you all good luck for rites ahead and will be in touch with those of you who have asked for help and guidance as soon as I can once works are complete.

Samhain Blessings,
Ave Hecate,
~S~

A Step Out of Phase: The Mirrorworld

Posted in Occultism, Other with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 17, 2017 by Sypheara

Before we get to it, an update! So I have finallymanaged to move into my new house, and have set up an extremely basic altar consisting of both familial dolls and the central fetish piece in the new ritual room. Over the coming months, I hope to evolve this up into a new, fully seated indoor temple with correct spaces for all of the four witch gods. This includes Sepheranz, who up to this point I have never had a dedicated space for. I know that Sepheranz is particular requests this of people – no single shared altar is really fitting for Sepheranz. Im looking forward to explore my innate link to her and her more esoteric aspects that are suitable for myself in the coming months ahead. An altar to the Lord of the Dark Star is also under consideration, as well as a place at the west for the Ivory Spider.  This will allow the correct energetic space to pursue the opening of Lucifers Stellar Gate, an important pillar to begin the third of the phases of opening Belials Stargate in the flesh and soul. I am also preparing something for a local group, with the help of another Hecatian Witch for the Sabbat, so times are pretty busy here!

This post is actually one I’ve been meaning to put up for awhile now, and it addresses what I simply call the ‘Mirrorworld’. In many different occult texts, you will see many different diagrams, theories, arrangements for the differing realms that surround and penetrate our own, thus making up the All. These often come with many interchangeable and confusing terms which often don’t seemingly relate to our own experience as occultists and witches.

So far, working with the Witch Gods, the Trees have proven a very useful and valid map for exploring both the Nightside and Dayside realms which make up our own Universe. However, one of the more interesting realms, by far the most visited one for me, is the one mentioned above, the Mirror World.

This realm seems to be the closest to our own – being just one small slip or step out of phase with it, best accessed through the Dreaming Gates. From my experience, this Mirror Realm acts almost as a film that surrounds Malkuth/Nahemoth, and from here the tunnels seem to connect to the realms known as Yesod / Lilith through chthonic or lunar paths that are revealed. It is a strange in between place, that is both aerial and chthonic at the same time and for me acts as a primary point of ingress to the Other.

I call it the mirror world or mirror realm because simply, the place appears as a flip side to our material world, looking as if it has been run through a harsh grayscale or colour desaturation filter, and literally abounds in some places with many, mirrored surfaces as reflections in all materials seem heavily amplified. The nearest term I can find that matches this is Etheric Plane, but it is so inadequate as a term and misleading due to its etymology that I do not describe it as such. The areas within this realm as usually counterparts of their real ones, although usually more structured, devoid of many details and with many areas smoothed or minimalised.


Hall of Mirrors, Harold Davis

Sound, light and weather within this realm depend on the region. Some places have no sound whatsoever, as if every surface was made up of some sound swallowing material. Everywhere else the sound is almost muted, as if coming from a point underwater. Light also varies – some areas are harshly contrasted, as if you are standing somewhere without an atmosphere whilst still being recognisably on ‘earth’. Other areas are lit as if by an unseen, non existent light source which hits all surfaces equally removing all shadows.  Weather also varies – from raining downwards, raining upwards, to raining shards of glass or other objects. and usually areas are windless. The sky is either completely clear and cloudless or everywhere is covered in a dark, thick white mist like something out of, for lack of a better description to fall back on fictional examples,  Silent Hill or Stranger Things.

The sun is never observable in the sky here – attempting to look for it seems to never succeed – the moon is always there, and appears as either one of three archetypes. White, and bleeding a strange, clear liquid. An ominous, black ball surrounded by fire like an eclipse. Or lastly, dark earth like red, weeping blood.

Vegetation in this place is always autumnal colours, or otherwise of dark foliage. Trees in the main are leafless, although some evergreens still stand twisted and gnarled.  The temperature of the entire realm seems to be lukewarm – only once did a temperature change occur when I was here, plummeting rapidly caused by one of the strange inhabitants that lives in this place.

Photographer unknown

The beings that reside here are strange indeed. The most obvious inhabitants are the human and animal dead – this in between place seems especially the home of some of these lost souls. Once I remember walking in a deserted city, the sky harsh white, each buildings glittering surface almost painful to look at. There i came across an old lady, who seemed distressed. I remember trying to calm her, but all she could do was protest over and over again, saying she was looking for something, this something I got the impression strangely, was a red balloon. She paid little attention to me, until she eventually looked at me with glazed over eyes and simply stated ‘Young people these days just don’t understand’ before she vanished in a cloud of dust from a wind that never existed.

Other inhabitants seem to be like something that has walked straight out of a Guillermo Del Toro movie, an assortment of various forgotten folk spirits that make up the weird menagerie that regular roams around this place. Few are threatening, most are strangle and bizarrely welcoming in nature. Vehicles are seemingly also mirrored in this realm – the spirits sometimes utilising them in strangely human like fashion to get from place to place. Angels with broken wings wander lost amongst these strange ruin like areas, and in the forest strange fae like creatures build dwellings with broken bricks and other detritus they’ve managed to scavenge. A lost traveller asking these entities to direct them will usually find themselves taken on an adventure that whilst illuminating in some manner, usually leaves them ever more lost. Sometimes valuable information can be found here off these entities which seem to have a capacity to see into the past, present and future. Some of them will actively come forward, guided by the Gods, to impart gnosis to the seeker who walks these realms.

Unknown work, Brian Froud

The overall feeling of the place is a neutral one. Some areas are more sinister than others, some are incredibly bright and strangely ‘vibrant’, as far as a place lacking strong or any colour can be. Just as some places are much more dangerous in our world, and others are very safe, so are the corners of this strange world. It is a place where it is incredibly easy to wander off the beaten track… whatever you encounter, the only thing you know is that its unlikely you’ll have come across it before..

Elements of the mirror world seem to remain static. However, sometimes, huge areas seem to change and morph, sometimes becoming quite incongruous with its counterpart on the physical, distorting into a more surreal landscape. As such, its important that the fact the realm is in a state of flux  is kept firmly in mind so that one does not becoming disorientated on travelling here.

At this point, I think many readers will be asking what makes this different from other kinds of dreamscape. One is ironically compared to the above point, is a strange consistency.  Despite changing environments, the general characteristics as described above hold continuously between penetrations to this realm. Secondly,  unlike a standard dreamscape, all visits to this place are generally incredibly lucid, with sounds, smells, even tastes vividly remembered if the transit here is of sufficient strength. Yet this place lacks the sheer raw energy or power which when encountered radiates over the traveller in other astral realms of the tree which lie far beyond it. It also seems to lack any particular hierarchy, for I have never encountered any of the Gods here other than near the aforementioned tunnels. As such, it seems a ‘playground’ for a myriad of entities that match its vibrational pattern.

Thinking on it longer, I believe that this is the same shamanic realm that is often talked about by other practitioners, albeit reflecting the current world soul and the impressions we leave on this realm by our daily interactions with each other and the world around us on the physical. I am reminded of a conversation with a friend.. Maybe spirits trapped between the living and the dead wander here, waiting for their souls to be retrieved by those who are curious, brave or just plain desperate enough to try.

Shadowman, Gregory Tom

Ave Hecate,
~S~

Familial Snakes of Divine Healing

Posted in Covenant of Hecate, Luciferianism, Occultism, Paganism, The Path of Flames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 5, 2017 by Sypheara

With the proverbial boat missed as far as June is concerned, thankfully I finally managed to finish the small but difficult write up of the snake familiar ritual. For the last two months, numerous versions of this rite have been carried out, with gnosis delivered directly by Hecate and  my primary familiar.

The familiar that came to me through this ritual was bizarrely, as insinuated, my primary familiar. Through this work he was revealed to have an ancient serpentine origin that up to this point had been unknown to myself. This familiar has proven himself to be a master of shape changing, able to morph himself into a shape not too dissimilar to a lunar moth, which meant initial access to the serpentine currents was not in anyway assumed. He has been a great companion so far in the work, but is still somewhat mysterious to me despite the possession work and dream visitation! Even after such a long time of having contact with him in some form or another.


Fire snake by Luke M

The work at the Covenant of Hecate retreat, whilst not my initial encounter with the Ophidian current, resulted in increased levels of direct contact with it. It is my belief that this for me was in no way coincidental – healing at the moment is an important focus on my journey on the Ivory Stellar Path. It has become necessary to balance and heal both myself, and others around me within my life as Hecate directs me to these works of light.  Not just Hecate it has to be said although she has been the primary instigator – Lucifer sacrificed his solstice night to direct me in the healing of someone very important to me which was an incredibly beautiful if heavy experience that unfortunately is bound by an oath of silence. I can say I feel in his debt – with this work completed, I feel another specifc and unexpected gate was unlocked and granted by both Hecate and Him.

I can feel the acceleration to working with his Stellar Pillar Gate on this path now – a step towards the completion of this stage and onwards to the Earthing works. This plus further works of healing are the immediate future and focus for myself.

Not all of this is via serpent current as mentioned, but it plays a vital part alongside work with the Gods themselves. I have also began, to see at times, echos of The Atlantean Devil Queen within my work. What part she has to play, and how I can approach the connection I have with her, is something that still remains another mystery to explore.

The detailed write up of how to work directly with one of the serpent familiars, is detailed in the linked PDF. This has been carried out within a group, and was very successful in bringing through the Ophidian current. Working with Hecate is ideal for this, but it has been successfully carried out with success with different calls involving Belial. Intuition suggests that it would be suitable for work with other gods linked to the Ophidian Current with adaptation, as many share the gifts to manipulate it. It is likely that a differing ‘flavour’ of the current will be delivered depending on the route into it – Hecate and Lucifers serpent familiars are likely to be more stellar in nature than the primal ones sent by Belial and the Great Serpent God, but this isn’t set in stone. Reality is more complicated than neat boxes. As mentioned in the document, I leave this up to expansion by the reader whilst recommending it is first accessed via Hecate as it was her who unlocks these gates. I stress that caution must be used here to a degree – the ritual is simple to perform, what is brought through is anything but and is very strong if accessed correctly. I truly feel this is a cure than could become a curse if abused.

The Familial Snakes of Divine Healing

I hope many people can put this to good use, not just for themselves but others! I have been astounded its effects on others around me, many of them having little exposure to this current. Longstanding physical, emotional and spiritual issues have been vastly improved in such little time. Again, it demonstrates the power of the eternal Witch Gods.

Ave Hecate Zonodrakontos!
~S~

Snake, author unknown