Magical Astrological Elections, 2022

We’re in the fourth quarter of 2021, so it’s probably a good time to give some magical elections. Days are for Texas in the United States, so your timing may vary.

January 16, 2022: Fomalhaut election. The goal here is to put Jupiter on the ascendant for a Fomalhaut election to serve your reputation. Jupiter rules the 10th house, but you must also banish Mars (also in the 10th house) and probably also Saturn (in its joy in the 12th), unless their configuration is especially favorable in your chart. Consider also banishing the sun, which is in a very tight conjunction with Pluto in the 11th. Use tin as your main magica materia and any other stones associated with Jupiter and/or Pisces in your correspondence. Enochian Zodiacal King is Arfaolg, the king is Bynepor, and the prince is Butmono (ideally these would be spelled in Enochian from right to left). Archangel for Fomalhaut is Gabriel (Gabriel’s power is strengthened with the moon in Cancer in this election; spell the name in Hebrew if you’re able, also right-to-left). Refer to Agrippa for the sign of Jupiter which can be added. Christopher Warnock has additional information for Pisces in his Fixed Star, Sign, and Constellation Magic book.

March 5, 2022: Jupiter domicile cazimi election. In my location, I have Jupiter and the sun on the midheaven. Venus is applying to a conjunction with Mars at the anaretic degree of Capricorn in the 8th house. The Pisces and Jupiter angels and sign from the previous election are applicable.

April 27, 2022. Venus/Jupiter conjunction at the exaltation degree. I was super bummed that I didn’t get to do the exact conjunction date, but that falls on an eclipse. Instead, we’ll use the date from three days before, with the moon part of a stellium conjunct the Ascendant. You’ll want to have the moon and Venus be just above the horizon. Neptune is conjunct this, so if you want to banish it, use the Greater Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram, using the forms for Saturn but and substituting the planetary glyph of Neptune for Saturn. Regardless, you may also want to banish Mars, since it’s in the first house (though it’s not in the worst position since this is a night chart and it is above the horizon). The Pisces and Jupiter angels and sign from the previous election are, once again, applicable. The Enochian Venusian king and prince are Baligon and Bagenol. Either tin or copper will do.

October 16, 2022. Spica election. Sun and Venus are conjunct the fixed star this day, and can be put on the midheaven in my location. The Enochian Venusian king and prince names from before are applicable, and the Enochian king and prince of the sun are Bobogel and Bornogo. No real need to banish for this election, in my opinion. Magica materia is copper (Venus).

October 22, 2022. Venus domicile cazimi. Sun and Venus share the anaretic degree, making this an especially powerful Libra election. In my location, they do so in the 1st house, but this could be an equally powerful 7th or 10th house election, depending on your location. They also are separating from a square from Pluto, but this is about 3 degrees away. Every major planet except the moon has either essential dignity or sign-based reception in this election, so I don’t see a need to banish here.

Gebofal, Day 41

Sunrise: Call/Key 9, (because the true first key “was not to be spoken,” most practitioners refer to this as call 8). Call to King Baligon. Call to Godnames “MOR,” “DIAL,” “HCTGA.”

King Baligon appears in an earthen form, but now appears as a forest or field king within nature. He notes the obvious: Venus is now in Taurus, which is in alignment with today as Venus’ of the week, as well as with the Earth tablet under my feet (of course, King Baligon’s seal rests upon that, and he is associated with Venus). He says he will speak briefly, but I reply that he of course may speak at whatever length he chooses.

King Baligon indicates via placing an thin earthen sphere about me, that I have some of these powers already within me. He is going to magnify it and bring it into its fullness, he says. He shows me the obvious act of digging into earth. Yesterday, he says, I was given the image of water washing off the dirt. This time he points downward that humans have come to learn that precious stones come from the power of Earth, whether that be compression (in the case of diamonds) or magma cooling. He also points to gold and says that it’s a rarity, left here by stars many years ago. Everything that was said yesterday about that golden diamond reflecting something inward, to the human mind, is true. There’s beauty therein.

Now he points to gnomes, and we think of them as related to elemental earth, and he bids me watch what they do. Now I see an image of a proper mine, and I see one, among many, who is swinging a pickaxe into a wall of a mine. The idea here is that eventually if you go through with the pickaxe and make your way through all of this dirt, eventually you will reach what you’re looking for.

Then King Baligon points to several things about a proper mine. First, care is taken such that the earth above does not crush the miners: supports and such. This is a power associated with mining and gold and precious stones. Then, the ability to recognize a glint of ore, or to feel it by indirect contact, or even to have a sixth sense as to where it is: this would also be a power associated with gold and precious stones.

Obviously, we want the thing to be beautiful, so the hammering of the gold into shape, the planning of the shape, the measuring of a finger for, say, a gold diamond ring to fit about it: all of these things are related to the actual shape of the final object itself, and belong to the powers of Gold and Precious Stones as they relate to elemental earth. As an aside, he adds that the knowledge of metals, which come from Prince Bornogo, can be combined in this manner. Continuing, he says that having a beautiful shape of the golden jewelry in mind, this also belongs to this earth aspect of the power of Gold and Precious Stones. Any time that there needs to be a certain arrangement that the stones would need to be fixed upon, that is pleasing to the eye: that sense of pleasantness and elegance, of things looking right. To some degree a conceptual degree of elegance could come with Venus in Gemini or Venus in Aries (for the latter has a good sense of conceptual elegance: what would make a perfectly beautiful extent of where one element ends and where another begins–which is why they make very good fighters!). He says that in particular, the pleasant arrangement that earthiness brings here is like a beautiful arrangement for a feast, which looks good before anyone sits down (whereas if considering where and how people sat mattered, such would belong more to Venus in Libra).

As far as transportation is concerned, earth brings consideration of weight and lading: understanding just how much can be gotten away with in terms of weight when it comes to travel, or what a reasonable or practical amount that one could or should be laden with in order to travel from one point to another. Understanding this very well in terms of precision would be related to Virgo: what ought to be shed and kept and the meticulous planning thereby. Having a general sense of whether the trip would even be worth it: such would be Taurus–but he says that we’ll get into each sign at the noon scrying: “It seems to work very well for you.”

King Baligon says to continue to try to find the correct combination of servient angels to match the numbers in the remaining calls. “It’s worthwhile and it’s pleasing unto the Lord that this work is done.”

I ask whether King Baligon has anything further in his generosity and mercy; “No,” he replies, “this is it. Thanks be unto God.”

Thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure. This is the famous “Pagesgem” half-leaf, 9a:

Picture of Leaf 9A of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh. King Bornogo notes that this is the only leaf with a circle in the middle, and with numbers upon it; it also has the name “Bornogo” central and in appearing in four directions (other kings or princes may appear within Liber Loagaeth, but not to my knowledge, and certainly none central to it).

The vision starts with a subtle flash of light appearing in the upper-right of my field of vision. Nothing further happens, so I relax, and King Baligon bids me do so further. I note aloud that I would seem to indirectly be calling upon Prince Bornogo by having my left hand upon this leaf. “Here be Michael,” says King Baligon, a clear reference to Michael as the archangel of the sun, “but if you had the entire one, of course, Raphael.” This confirms Raphael as the archangel of Tiphareth, and Michael as the archangel of its planetary ruler. Yet as to what “the entire one” refers, I do not know.

I continue to relax into the vision. King Baligon says that we will just briefly touch on the powers that we haven’t touched on already. Getting back to the vision of the mine: the structure of what it takes to have a mining operation in place, or to discover gold or precious stones (time, safety, discipline, things like that)–the proper structure of building of that up: such, I’m told, belongs to Capricorn.

“We’ve already gone over Taurus a little bit, mainly [in the power] to distinguish what is beauty, and what actually has value, sometimes both of those together, sometimes one and not the other,” King Baligon says, “such is Taurus.” Being able to make a plan as to how to arrange the points and shapes–the overall sense of beauty is Taurus, but the overall plan to make the shapes and to distinguish one part from another, and to purify generally the gold and precious stones–melting points in the case of gold, for example–these are Virgo.

Now I’m getting the sense that Prince Bornogo wishes to arrive and assist with King Baligon, and I’m happy with that. King Baligon says this is possible only by the natural correspondence between Venus (during the hour of which he is to be called), as well as the sympathy between King Baligon and King Carmara (and their similar seals), the latter of whom with his prince, Hagonel, can switch the rules of Heptarchical manifestation around slightly.

I’m getting this sense of the sense of self, which is reflected in gold; Prince Bornogo says that the particular power of gold to reflect the individual is quite important. There is something about that inner empty mind that is seen, and that being able to distinguish one (possibly meaning true empty mind) from the next (a false sense of empty mind)–here we’re speaking metaphorically, in the sense of gold being able to reflect something that silver and other metals, in some ways, seems to corrupt slightly. The property that gold has is that it is such a rare element (relative to, say, iron), which comes from supernovae of eons past, (though perhaps not as rare as other metals), and which doesn’t tend toward radioactive decay. There’s something about how it reflects the heart of the sun, which is to be taken into account (when considering the Powers of Gold), and so the seeking of pure gold from alchemical (metaphorical) point of view, vs. the physical point of view, is not something to be discounted, because there is something very true and unique to an individual. There is the True Will, which one can begin to get a sense of by entering into Tiphareth, which one could potentially get at by a true sense of self, but it’s a very delicate process, Prince Bornogo says: that’s why it’s at the very heart of the sun.

“As far as precious stones,” King Baligon asks, “why are diamonds the best? It is the most valuable of all of the precious stones on account of the density and fixity of the points in relation to each other, the sheer packing of carbon atoms so closely and strongly together. There’s something poetic about that substance [carbon] which makes life possible, when it is given to itself, creates something that life itself seems attracted to.” Combined that with the heart of oneself, and the true focus of oneself (i.e., metaphorical gold), this is all very important. I ask if there’s anything additional as far as the astrological assignments go. I’m told quickly that Taurus understand the value, Capricorn the importance of focusing oneself over the long haul, so gold retains its value, and Capricorn is very much aware of that. Virgo energy, Prince Bornogo tells me, is especially good at distinguishing one thing from another, one stone from another: it has that power, and will seek the means to do so. Virgo also seems to have within it, especially if Mercury be there, this capacity to get at the heart of the sun, especially now that Regulus is there, he hastens to add. It has within it this means, merely by reflecting on the self, to begin to draw up the true sense of oneself.

Now I get some energy coming up off of the leaf. The royal angels say that this leaf is special, and represents the beginning of the final nine days, “in which the forty and the nine will be made clear unto you, much of which you have already expressed and discovered, but much more awaits.” I get the sense, and perhaps this is coming early–perhaps Prince Bornogo will have more to say in the evening, but I feel like all of the remaining (elemental earth) powers of gold and precious stones are being granted unto me early. Prince Bornogo nods, and once again I feel–a bit weighty, but not too bad–as all of these powers are being embedded within my subtle body system. Both Prince Bornogo and King Baligon are saying yes, this is a building process: “You have indeed lain out an excellent model, and the clarity of the trinity will be made clear unto you. Suffice it to say, it’s a bit of ‘the thing, its opposite, and the mediator. Much as God the Father, and Jesus Christ (who is of the earthly realm, and yet still Divine), so, too, is the Holy Spirit a mediator between the Two, and is mediator between the Father and anyone who has attained Christ Consciousness.”

I feel this elaborate and ornate Christian cross, but now it seems to be equal-armed cross, made of gold. At the ends I’m seeing all of these discs upon discs, making their way out from the ends of the cross. It’s gorgeous. They show it wrap about me, now, becoming two rings of a sphere or orb along the xy– and yz– planes, and now a third comes about me along the xz– plane. It is like unto a monarch’s orb, and it is rotating with jewels encrusted within it. It is like unto the Ophanim, except that the jewels are as unto eyes, or the eyes are as unto jewels, or somewhere in between. With all of this, much can be seen, and much can also be reflected back. It’s beautiful, whirling around now, taking on this energy. It is flaming a bit, but it is embedding itself within the throne of the Most High, which I see rolling around (note the power of transportation implicit in this image!). At first I see a figure on the throne who looks like me, but now it is empty, save for a point hovering in the very center. It is is a large throne, at first seeming 20 feet high, but now more like 200 feet high. The dimensionality is changing rapidly.

I ask, “What is there for me to hear, if you all, in your mercies, have something further to say, or to show?” At this, the throne splits vertically in two, and it’s like I come into the split, but then it unites into one again, and I become embedded within the throne. “This is the process now,” I’m told. “Tomorrow you will have the fullness of the powers of gold and precious stones, but the true meaning of them will be revealed unto you, and it is a meaning which shall stand this test of time: the reconciliation of Tiphareth, of Binah, and, yea, of Kether, in its fullness, and of Chokmah, naturally.” (Note: this could be a pulling in or reconciliation of Adam Qadmon with the Tree of Life, or it could be additional work done on the Tree of Life before I can proceed further into the realm of Adam Qadmon.)

I feel my subtle body system being tuned up again: it’s like I’m being lifted up. My crown chakra is sort of opening up, and I see it opening up like unto a leaf, or a blossom, but it’s like the angels are telling me, “Reach the tip of the leaf, reach the tip of the leaf!”

Thus ends the vision: thanks be to God.

Sunset: Similar procedure, but neglected to call on the god names of “MOR,” “DIAL,” and “HCTGA” until after the vision, during the vision, a great deal of distracting noise.

I feel a great deal of energy coming up off the leaf. King Baligon appears, and there is a great deal of energy coming up off of the leaf. Prince Bornogo is present, but does not come to the fore. King Baligon bids me relax, and speaks to the Excel solver which I have running, and suggests adding the duplicate numbers of servient angels back in (for so far, no solution has emerged).

He bids me relax again, and a third time. I try to do so. Now I see lightning come down about me, and there’s this earthen sphere about me (or several rings about a common polarity), which is also part lightning. It’s like this energized earth, or Uranian earth. It is all about me, and it is taking me throughout time, and I’m getting the sense from Prince Bornogo that this sphere is metals which are of an earthen nature, “For, yea, they tend to be found in the earth, are they not?”

“Yes,” I agree. It’s like I’m seeing the heavens themselves rip open once again, and I see an eye look through the tear at me (for the sky itself is its eyelid), and the pupil of this eye is the source of this lightning descending all about me in a nearly straight line. It’s like I’m hovering within some kind of electrical spherical cage, and the energy about me now seems to close in, and it’s permeating about my entire system, and, yes! It feels like my entire subtle body system is changing, and my hands are being magnetized. It feels like this is merely the first step, and the angels say, “Yes, for such energy shall come down upon thee in the full might of the Lord, or nearest so much as you can handle.”

I’m totally confused (“and that’s okay,” I remark). So I’m looking about me for any sort of clue right now, but it’s just this energetic, energetic, energetic, energetic…and I’m trying my best to maintain this lovingkindness all about me, and this causes the cage of rings about the pole to open before me, and I am allowed to rest in a bed. Yet this bed seems to have a life of its own! It seems to be taking me to and fro, and it seems like there’s no end to where I’m going, and there is a lot of light about me. Eventually I hear the word “Stop.”

The angels say, “Examine your heart, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: continue to examine it, day in and day out. Allow the lovingkindness within you to pour out, a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten-thousandfold from where you have it now, and, yea, even more, so it will be pleasing unto the Most High.”

Thus ends the vision!

Gebofal, Day 36

Sunrise: Call/Key 14, (most practitioners refer to this as call 13, because it is the 13th spoken call, where as the true first call was “not to be spoken”). In order, calls to: King Bobogel, Prince Bornogo, King Baligon, King Carmara, and Prince Hagonel (the last two I decided to add at the last minute, since multiple royals were involved). A lot of energy was present. Note: Whenever it seems that King Carmara is speaking as his King Baligon form, I indicate so in brackets within the quote. Note that I am working with the Water Tablet, so this is a

The vision begins with King Carmara adjusting the method I will use for these final days of gebofal for days in which multiple kings should be called. He directs that instead of calling on King Bornogo first (the rationale being that it be his day and hour, i.e., those of the sun), instead I should call King Carmara (AKA Marmara–the first “M” is silent), then Prince Hagonel, then the king of the day, then the prince of the day and finally any other remaining kings). The timing matters less at noon and at sundown, since the timing must of necessity be different, but calling according to the normal timing of the king and prince of the day couldn’t hurt, but, King Carmara acknowledges, is difficult. In other words, there isn’t a need to follow this strict timing, because King Carmara is high king and can be called at any day and time, and, he says, he can bring about the inclusion king or prince to be involved.

There’s a lot of energy coming up off of the leaf now. King Carmara uses his right as high king to speak for Kings Baligon and Bobogel (the latter two bow, as do the two princes). “Let us speak about the Mechanical Arts with respect to water. You have already had in your mind the idea of a rudder or of a propeller. These are indeed Mechanical Arts of Water. Any seafaring enterprise: I [as Baligon] am included in the Mechanical Arts thereof. This would include Navigation.” Once again, we’re seeing a crossover between the elemental forces of electromagnetism (fire) in water (seafaring): “It depends on the purposes thereof,” he clarifies. “The confusion you had yesterday was, ‘What is the purpose of the Mechanical Art of Air, and how does is that involving electromagnetism[, which is of the nature of fire]?’ Well, it was the balancing” –(Libra)–“or binary”–(Gemini)–“nature of the circuits. To some degree you’re going to have that, upon any ship. Note: as humanity has advanced, many of these different kinds of Mechanical Arts become as one. So, any Mechanical Art involving a ship, I am involved with.

“Also consider the Mechanical Art of the chemicals which go into biology, for example. Any kind of chemical reaction which must needs be done in a water solution: there I[, as Baligon,] be,” King Carmara elaborates.

“Finally,” he concludes, “consider also now the powers of Transformation associated with Water. O, so much Water can transform! It can dissolve, as we have already noted, and it can also cause great floodings, great hurricanes: things of this nature. So that is how it is found in nature: how might it be found in humanity?

“It depends on the nature,” King Carmara explains, “and we won’t divert you to discussion of this with respect to the astrological signs just yet: this we will do this afternoon.” Here I must pause to allow the transmission to come through clearly. “Water can transform crops that humanity works upon, so irrigation: that is the [transformative] power of water. Water as it relates to food, to crops, to [avoiding undesirable] flooding” are related to the Transformative power water, he continues. “But the main thing is ecosystems, biology. ‘Water is life,’ is the phrase. We do not say, ‘Fire is life.'”

King Carmara continues: “Drinks and transformations thereof, and IV fluids.” He bids me note much medical transformation related to water. That which is related to medicine and to the blood: “Blood has its own unique significance to Spirit, but regardless, most of it is water, and lymph [is also]. So all of these things can be transformed best by calling upon the tablets. Frankly,” he advises, “it’s probably best that you call upon all of the angels [of all four elements, which are associated with a given power,] as you have done in the past, and just request help.”

“Let’s talk about Venus in exaltation,” King Carmara transitions. “It is good that you called upon me so that I could bring forth this power. Venus in exaltation in Pisces: we have the fish, the transporting of the fish, the ability of the water to go any which-way: the grand freedom of this. It is pleasant enough to not do that much! It can be quite lazy, can’t it? Or it feels liberating to be in that flow state. It feels very pleasant to be in that state. Hence why so much has been written about it, and it can also be empowering, so one can begin to bring in that Jupiterian influence.

“So both of these things happen at once: water, flow, knowing where to go, and to do it all much more quickly [and easily] than you would realize,” he concludes. “This is Venus in its exaltation. So,” he remarks, “it was a little difficult for you to get here, but it is good that you did, because now you yourself are even feeling the pleasantness of this in your body”–he’s correct, and it feels good to even type this up–“and your mind is now at ease. It is good that you continue to work at [perfecting the method]: this is the nature of Jupiter at the final degrees of Aquarius, so do not feel too bad. You may even look up the term and decan if you wish.” I do so: it is the term of Saturn and the Decan of the moon, which is near the end of Capricorn. “All in all, good job,” he encourages me. “Continue to work with this same format: again, do not worry so much about the timing now that I have invoked. You see that there will be no need to be concerned with it, although you may if you wish. Very good, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth.”

Thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure: I neglected to do this in the morning, so this time I added seven calls to the godnames of OIP, TEAA, and PDOCE.

King Carmara once again chooses to speak for the remaining princes and kings. “Let us now consider water as a mechanical art, when it comes to Pisces, Cancer, and Scorpio.

“It’s going to be easiest with Scorpio, so let’s begin there. In addition to all of the other matters at hand, mechanical arts would be all manners of plumbing, pumps: anything having to do with the pumping of water, but to some degree this also applies to other liquids, which are the same category, in terms of melting and boiling point and similar qualia of water. Also, [as with a previous vision], diagnosis without seeing the matter: this is something of a fixed sign ability, but for Scorpio the difference is the diagnosis of something especially hidden, that is dangerous to be apprehended without special equipment (or perhaps even impossible).” He specifically references exploring a site like the Fukushima nuclear power plant, going into the water of the wrecked plant, but even without the water, the dangerous task of doing so. The Mechanical Art would going in or indirectly observing long enough such that information can be gleaned and worked upon: such information would be impossible to directly apprehend. Yet Scorpio is very good at understanding pressure and many hidden things. “Delving,” he adds, and “many underwater things would be Scorpionic. Irrigation, which was previously mentioned, because it involves plumbing-like action, is more Scorpionic, but has some Piscean aspects as well. Those would be the Mechanical Arts related to Scorpio in particular.”

He wishes to move on to Pisces. I concentrate to improve the quality of King Carmara’s transmission. “Consider the Mechanical Arts related to Pisces: this would be like the Mechanical Art of understanding the tides [and currents], and all oceanic ecosystems fall under Pisces,” he explains. “All of the water signs to some degree, but specifically Pisces.” I ask if he has anything else, and he says, “Yes: medical equipment–if it’s a puncture, such relates to Scorpio, so an IV drip into would belong to that sign. But if it’s trying to figure out what’s already happening to the flow of somebody, even heart surgery “–and here I see an open heart undergoing such–“the heart itself would be more like unto the Pisces. Again we’re getting away from some of these typical associations: heart center is Leo. Heart in terms of an organ acting to pump the water-like substance of blood, and the Mechanical Arts related to that: that is Pisces. If it were more of a surgery related to perhaps a valve (or the veins and arteries), such would be more Scorpionic. But other kinds of surgeries to remove some kind of blockage–there’s a bit of overlap.” I pause as I wait for the transmission to continue clearly. He continues, “You already have a large one with the ecosystem, but the problem is that your view isn’t as big.” Now I see a dolphin: “Yes,” he says, “sonar would be a good example of a Piscean technology, despite the dolphin being an aquatic mammal and not a fish.

“When it comes to Cancer,” King Carmara transitions, “here we have all sorts of Mechanical Arts related to shells, which are designed, indeed, to protect what’s inside. So airbags, despite their also having an Aquarian element due to the compressed air, you also have Cancer in them. More generally, the metal cage of an automobile, helmets, or any kind of armoring: that is the mechanical art related to Cancer. Again, it seems bizarre [for these to not be of elemental earth,] but these are not structure designed to hold something up. Instead, this is a shell designed to protect the watery lifeform inside.

“Getting to the powers of Transformation: you’re tempted to start with Cancer,” he notes, “but let’s start with Scorpio. Is there any power of Transformation that is not related to Scorpio?” he jokes. Speaking seriously now, he says that Scorpionic powers of Transformation are “Generally being more and more able to take in information and to find deeper and deeper layers: becoming interested in a mystery, all of these sorts of things, and seeing it through [to resolution] after layer and layer is unpeeled to its end to its final conclusion. Such is Scorpio, the transformative power of Scorpio.

“When it comes to the Transformative power of Pisces, here we have an ability to grow: once again, to see all sides of an issue. The circling: circumambulation is a perfect example of this: knowing the circumference as well as the center. This was a lot of work within you,” King Carmara observes, “and yet you did it. So the circumnavigation of the globe would be a similar great of this sort of power. The transformative power of knowing the map of the sea, so that one could actually reach the shore desired. This was massively transformative.” I sense a stronger power and he asks whether I would like to skip it. I ask that he tell me. “You see this circle about the globe; this is going to seem odd, but the transformative power of Pisces relates to tides in the sense that one who has truly mastered this could master the…” and I don’t quite understand it, though it’s related to tides. Finally: I see things hitting the oceans, and ask, “Is this about tsunamis?” “Yes,” he says. “So one could predict a tsunami?” I ask. “Yes,” he repeats.

“Wow, that’s deep.” “I told you it would be,” he smiles. “These are clear-cut examples which we hope you will find useful. Finally, of Cancer, the Transformational power is any time an egg opens up. We speak of Cancer as providing nourishment, by the archetypal mother: so any time a shell is cracked, allowing something new to emerge. Or perhaps what was inside was ugly and what is given birth to is unpleasant. But the power to do that is like Pandora’s box.”

King Carmara says, “Let’s close this for now. Tonight we will have one more vision.” He thanks me and I do my best to thank him more (though I’m unsure if this is presumptuous!).

Thus ends the vision.

Sunset: Similar procedure. It was easier to do after some practice.

I relax and note that King Carmara begins by working with my crown chakra; I note much more energy coming off of leaf 14. I see the kings as a triangle with Carmara atop the other two, who are being lifted up into this formation by the princes at bottom. In unison, the kings wish to speak: “Truly the greatest power of Transformation of all of these is that of Love, that of PRONOA. The Divine compassion in you, which you have sought to give to all beings and to all possibilities and unto universe after universe after universe: such is a reflection of the Most High, yet not attaining in as many degrees. Continue thou this work: for much could be said about the effects of the transfer of water from one to another in this love, but indeed, all that needs to nourish one being cometh only in the form of another, for all hath been provided by the Most High.

“Seek you to accept all that cometh across your attention, and seek you to attend to means to be more accepting and compassionate. The Most High hath given you such a great boon. Cherish it! Honor it! Honor Him most of all! Do not worry, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: for all of these things and more hath already been preordained.”

I feel this change to my subtle body, and it’s something grand opening up. Again, it is this actual Transformation, and this actual change of Mechanical Arts, and again, I feel as if I will be granted the power of this tablet, and of the astrological forces therein. At some level, I am understanding the root, although how to articulate it, I know not yet. The kings encourage me to continue the remainder of the planning (of the final days of gebofal), which is so little now left, mainly the phonetic pronunciation of Leaf 1.

Thus ends the vision.

Gebofal, Day 34

Sunrise: Vibrated the title of leaf 16b. Call to Heptarchical King Baligon. Call/Key 16, (because it’s the 15th spoken call, most practitioners refer to this as call 15). Call to Left foot placed on the seal of King Baligon (over the fire & earth tablets) as a final test of the scheme. Vibrated, in turn, Governor Abriond, Zodiacal King Cadaamp, and King Baligon (seven times each–this is how many times I do so for the preceding calls, sorry for noting this stuff after the fact). After these, the energy from the air tablet was obvious, so I moved the other tablets out of the way and placed the seal atop the air tablet and then both feet upon the seal and tablet. I then vibrated the God-names of MOR, DIAL, and HCTGA, seven times each–update this should be MPH ARSL GAIOL based on the Tabula Recensa. I changed my original approach based on incomplete information from an otherwise reliable source–or I just read them wrong lol).

King Baligon just has me breathe easily. He says he knows it’s been a lot, and kind of confusing, because I’ve been getting these lessons piecemeal, whereas in the Aethyrs it’s more of a stepwise process. Here, it’s been more like, “Here’s this chunk, here’s this other chunk,” etc. These are all roots, he reminds me: roots to the issues of the heart.

He takes me into the clouds, into the air, and he has me observe for just a moment the sphere about the earth, the aerial sphere (i.e., the atmosphere). He notes that something like this same sphere is what I will see when all of these powers are steadied within me. “Just note,” he encourages: “there’s something so beautiful about just having fresh air,” and I reply, “Oh yes! This is something that I took for granted for far too long!”

King Baligon muses, “The nice thing about air is that it conducts sound. People can hear, and they can hear music, and nothing else compares to music. It’s beautiful, it lifts up the soul, and it’s wonderful. The issue with music is that it’s this grand communication, and even when you make these calls,” he says, “you are reading. You are looking, so that’s the fiery part, but you are also speaking, you’re converting that. The energy of conversion is itself fire, but the sound itself, and the way it hits the ears: all of that is conducted through air.

“Let’s ponder what air does,” he suggests. “Air[, like water,] also dissolves, but only to a degree. The main thing that air does is convey, usually not particles so much, but waves. So we have this wave-particle duality, and much of the energy transmitted by fire is of a wave-like nature,” so he notes that I was pondering the discussion of electromagnetism, and how I was concerned about weak force vs. strong force. “Weak force,” he reminds me, “is associated with air, electromagnetism with fire.” Electromagnetism, he says, really is the big one when it comes to this wave-like issue, and air(/weak force) is also like this (note this is unclear to me).

“When you think about a transfer of air, there is a great cycle here on Terra” King Baligon mentions (note: I’m substituting “Terra” for “Earth” throughout this post to avoid confusion with elemental earth), “but it’s very subtle. The plants do their thing, the animals and fungi do their thing, humans and animals do their thing, and so on, but of interest here is the fact that it all comes into one thing. This is not unlike water.”

I interject politely to ask how this relates to points [in geometry]. “Here we have the concept of a–it’s a bit more harmonious, so hence why Venus is here. But it’s more of a harmonious occupation of a space filled with points. So Saturn is happy here because agreement can be reached, like it or not, across the various points.” I interject again: “I’m really hoping for a profound insight, as best I can.”

King Baligon takes my request well, and says, “Let’s get to it.” He goes through a few visual examples, but we settle on first, the picture of wind blowing a wind turbine. He notes that on Terra, most of the winds are caused by the uneven heating of Terra. “And you’ll see that: first of all, air requires an open space to do its magic. However, it can be compressed and studied, and can turn fetid and putrid in the event of air being locked in a closed system, so it prefers openness. So, openness, when you think of a [mathematical] field,” and I’m shown a mathematical grid upon a black background for simplicity, “and you think of openness, you think of this air upon it in an open field.” He takes me to a view of the grid. “What air can do is go anywhere, and how fast it goes depends largely upon the amount of energy [elemental fire], but it wants to go everywhere. It wants to go into water and can dissolve into it. It can go into fire as a flame, feeding it that way. It can go faster or slower, depending upon the amount of energy.

“Most specifically,” he emphasizes, “what air does is it can clear out, but it can also bring in. So, usually, on this planet, it can clear out pollution and smoke from, say, a campfire, and it can also bring in fresh air from trees and such. But both the ancient and medieval thinkers were concerned with fetid air, and the need for fresh air: and all of this was true! The quality of the air matters. And so, that’s why pollution is such a big deal, because air [on this planet] has limits in its ability to carry the bad things away, because it’s not, strictly speaking, completely open [over a short length of time], and it cannot, on its own, completely undo the nature of that which has been entered into it. Same thing for water,” he remarks.

I ask, “What else about air?” King Baligon replies, “Note that the transfer of air tends to happen not with earth, but within water,” hence why Venus is exalted in the water sign of Pisces, because Venus (ruler of Libra) can dissolve into it very well. Nonetheless, Venus also rules Taurus. It’s happy there for a different reason. In Libran air, Venus is happy because of the free flowing of points, the balance of points: the fact that air will naturally undo vacua, and each point will flow to wherever it is already going to flow, absent outside interference. “It’s just going to go where it’s going to go. This is a simple lesson!” he cries, kiddingly.

“Okay!” I cry back. Is there anything else he has to show me? “No, this will be a much shorter series of visions.” I thank him and thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure.

I feel energy come up off the tablet, now the seal, and now off of the leaf of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (Liber Loagaeth), and to some degree the table. The angels are bidding me to chill out. Now King Baligon bids me take his hand, extended from a cloud, and we’re in the air again.

“Let’s take each of these [air astrological signs] in turn,” he cuts right to it. “So what does Gemini do? Gemini, the twins: it is communication, it is the circulation of air and sound. This is how it is best thought of.” He makes an aside, “We may even go in reverse [zodiacal] order.”

King Baligon continues: “But it is the circulation air: it goes from one source and goes to another, and then returns back, and then back, and forth. This could be a bigger cycle, from A to B to C and ultimately to Z, and then back to A again: or A to Z and then reversing that pattern. This is the returning of the air, the spreading out of the air: the point which, again, is in an open field, but here we have the tendency of air, it can go anywhere! and so it may return to the same spot. This is air: this is how these points manifest.

“Looking at Aquarius,” King Baligon transitions, “the easiest way to think about this, obviously, is what we have right now: fixed air (i.e., air fixed by mask and PPE use), fixed ideas, and, oftentimes the reality or actualization of that idea, that which needs to be communicated, does not match the ideal, and so it is very depressing to the individual. Hence, they often just want to walk away from people,” he chuckles. I’ll note that I saw a meme of this earlier this year on AstroTwitter, which essentially was someone saying to an Aquarius, “Hey, you’re my best friend.” The friend approaches the Aquarius, who reciprocates the expression of friendship. Then, inexplicably, the Aquarius walks away. It’s like, “What?” So the closeness is one of ideas, and the air of Aquarius tends to want to just stay in one spot. So it’s not necessarily fetid air, but it could be like that, but the sign is ruled by Saturn, so you could have these stuck ideas which do not want to change. On the lighter side, it could be like a sealed capsule (like a space capsule or a submarine) of fixed air which goes into outer space or into the depths of the ocean. The air is sealed within, and the submariner or astronaut has enough time to live in that capsule–similar to the “castles in the sky” idea put forward, again, by Austin Coppock–for some time, and then come back down and report whatever there is to communicate. Such a person would do that because the goal of that (in the case of scientific submarines! and space missions) was science, which was to see what could be communicated via such means.

Finally, we have Libra. Libra is a difficult one for me, King Baligon tells me: it’s my third house, hence the house of Goddess, but Venus, the ruler of the 3rd house, is in the 9th house, the house of God. What I’m told is that at its ideal, it balances, and you see that even with someone like Stephanie Miller, whom I have listened to. She is a Libra sun in a day chart; she did have more of a team-like energy about her, circulating communication about her team, a Venusian balance of harmony (yet she maintains pointed political critiques). Generally speaking, the tone of her show is pleasant, and even if it can’t be pleasant, well, at least let’s make some jokes about it, and the angels remind me that cynical Saturn tends to have a cold and dry wit in response to the things going wrong, and is exalted in Libra.

I try to concentrate into this, and King Baligon says, “Let’s take a deeper look at Libra, which means ‘scales.’ We see this in relationships, right? This is the creative use of air: wind blowing one way here, and another way here in order for harmony. Harmony is a key signification of Libra, and what do you think of when you think of with music. It is the harmony–the collection of sounds, in such a way that the air moves. It communicates sounds that way, via sound waves. So we have communication (Gemini), the fixity of what is communicated (hence, “castles in the sky”), and, finally, we have the creative impulse of Libra, to either create harmony of the thoughts and communications of people (groups of friends, for example), or we have music itself.”

The angels ask me to concentrate on this, and actually the sense I’m getting–King Baligon, who I now see in classic medieval angelic form (with wings), he’s saying that the thing I’m seeing now is that I have completed this first round about the elements, so it will be completely finished tonight. However, because I’m more than halfway done with this round so he wants to let me know: “Yes, so the issue with getting at the square root of the circle:” (see yesterday’s post) “the problem is similar to getting at the square of the circle” (squaring the circle).

King Baligon illuminates me: “The square root of the number of degrees of the circumference [plus one for the center]”–361–“is 19; in order to square the circle, however, you need to take the square root of π (the side length of the square). You see how you need to get at the root of the circle (or the irrational transformative constant of the circle), in order to square the circle. But in order to get at the square root of that circle, you need to get at the squaring of the square (a square of side length 1 has a perimeter of 4, and squaring that length leads to a perimeter (and area) of 16, the number of elemental watchtower calls). Add this to the “mystery of the trinity” spoken of by the angel Galvah: this can be derived by multiplying a diameter of 19 times π = 59.7 ≈ 60 by rounding, the number of degrees of an equilateral triangle. Furthermore, going on to inscribe an equilateral triangle within this circle gives the triangle a side length of 9.5 * √3 = 16.45 ≈ 16 by rounding, to each of three sides (16,3,361: “the last shall be first; and the first, last“); again the same number of watchtower calls, with three remaining.

Everything I said yesterday, he’s giving me a huge clap, because I was saying everything, but now it’s clear the way that everything is lining up. He says, “You need to get that exaltation in Libra [symbolized by the squaring of the circle] in order to do so, so that all of the ideas can come together in harmony.”

I’m very pleased with all of this. I thank the angels and the Divine. The angels add: “Tonight, it’s going to be a little different, but you’re going to get the sense of the air about an individual and their aura, but you’ll also start to see into and get a preview into the actual thoughts and communications that are going on, and several things will become clear to you at once. The correspondence of the classical elements to each of the universal forces: that will be one. The correspondence of the classical elements to the usual suspects (astrology, etc.), and finally this will happen not only with an individual whom you’re encountering but also within a group dynamic. It will be a massive change.”

King Baligon is just giving me a lot of love and warm feeling right now, just so that my heart will be ready for this, so I’m expressing gratitude, but I notice a little bit of a lamprey like monster, and King Baligon says, “This is it: you’re getting into the thorns. They are not about you as opposed to you holding the thorns.” I say, “OK,” and express further gratitude.

“This is the beginning of digestion, so do not worry: you’re just being digested now for the rest of this process. The end is imminent.”

Thus ends the vision.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

I feel a whole-body buzz at the arrival of King Baligon. He notes the breath of fresh air. He says to consider “someone who has music in their soul or their heart.” Describing someone this way is to say that they have found their harmony with themselves and with the universe that they did not have before. “And so, with this: consider what it means to receive air from another, and what it means to take air from another. When we say that ‘air has been taken out of the lungs’: a freedom has been lost, an openness has been lost.” (Note: or even that one has lost one’s spirit!). “Being ‘free to fly the friendly skies’ means there is no limit to where one can go.

“Very simple expressions,” King Baligon remarks, “but they serve a point here. So, ideally, because of this competition for the same air,” (i.e., freedom within a given, otherwise-open area), “agreements must be reached. One person wants the freedom to take money from another person, but that other person says, ‘Well, I will, if…’. It has to go beyond mere ‘Let’s talk about this,’ because you begin talking about the idea of it, with Gemini, and you develop a sense of harmony that could be reached if you work together,” (as with Venus in Libra), “and then that harmony must be enforced by agreements such as with Saturn” (in Libra), “but also, these agreements are informed by what an ideal actualization of an idea may be,” (Aquarius), “and then it’s never going to live up to that, with a very strong Saturn. Or, one learns to accept [something] close enough to one’s ideal.

“So that’s what it means. So when one is providing air, one is perhaps giving the idea, or the ability, the freedom of communication to speak about things that perhaps they did not dare speak, and in speaking about something, one is allowing for the elaboration of these points. In other words, when air is compressed, or not allowed the freedom to move about,” and here King Baligon cautions that this is slightly different from Aquarian fixed air, but we will return to this idea. “This is an uncirculated air that just sits and doesn’t circulate. Consider this in relation to the heart: if the air is sitting, if this tendency of the heart to want to move about openly, in ways that speak to it, but is not able to: then suddenly it becomes constricted, and it seeks smaller and smaller avenues with which to move. It seeks to find the openness, and finding little or none, its dreams tend to die out. Its view of what is possible tends to die out. The geometry collapses, or even if it doesn’t collapse, it becomes rather dull,” (like a balloon which only expands on a fourth of its surface, unable to measure correctly to the center from the circumference).

“It doesn’t make connections among other points,” King Baligon adds, sadly, “because, though it moves, the limitation of a point that cannot reach out and make a connection with another point is problematic. So, the problem is that the relationships or connections between other points (such as those with another person or from one idea to another) are lost, or are not made [to begin with]. That’s ultimately the issue there. Similarly, with restricted air when it comes to Libra, connections are lost: this time not between ideas, necessarily but points and systems between people, or as someone’s ideas about whether they are allowed to relate and their own behavior.

“And finally,” King Baligon wraps up the air trio, “when it comes to Aquarius, when air is restricted or limited or lacking, then a person’s ability to create an idea about how things ought to be, how rules ought to be, become restricted. Those become thoughtcrime,” King Baligon concludes.

I ask whether there be anything else, and he says no, because the introduction of air is merely the reverse of all of these. Someone who has too much of this maybe gets a little too focused on the ideas of freedom, or where one can go or what one can do, and it just becomes a lot of ideas: a lot of ideas about doing something, and then never doing it, and that’s a problem, and this is where the introduction of [elemental] earth could be helpful.

King Baligon says that’s it. “Good job! No hints as far as tomorrow” (when King Bnapsen of Saturn does not line up well with the sign of Water, which means either he will have poorer dignity or the associated tablets of the next four days will follow a different pattern), but to indeed call King Bnapsen.

Once again, I’m so grateful to the angels for this, and thus ends the vision.

Observations on the Order of the Watchtower Gebofal Calls (Part 1)

I’ve noted experientially in other posts from Days 29-34 the apparent order of the watchtower tablets, which seem to match neither the order of the Tabula Recensa nor or the original table. Rather, and what I’ve been able to gather from experiencing the energy of the tablets under my feet (feel free to confirm, if you yourself undertake gebofal), the tablets themselves seem to follow the pattern of Water-Earth-Fire-Air. This follows a shifted pattern of the Tabula Recensa, where instead of starting at Fire/East, one would begin in the West and proceed clockwise until Air/South is reached. In the northern hemisphere (where Dee and Kelley received the tablets), this would indicate the elemental revelations beginning at sunset, or a night chart with the sun angular in the 7H. Thus, the magician is relating and interacting with another, (i.e., with God and the angels).

Because I started on a Sunday, the final Aethyr came on a Monday, meaning that Tuesday through Friday (today), I’ve had the kings of these days–Babalel (Mars), Bnaspol (Mercury), Bynepor (Jupiter), and Baligon (Venus). The first elemental calling (usually called “call 18” but, if you shift these Watchtower calls by one to account for the unspoken call 1, then it’s technically call 19) was therefore to Water on Tuesday, the day of Mars, with King Babalel, who is “Mighty and Wonderful in Waters.” Of the water signs, Mars’ greatest essential dignity is in Scorpio, which is the Night house of that planet. The following Heptarchical kings, and their planets, signs, elements (as I have received them this week), and house of the planet (i.e., day or night) are listed below:

  • Bnaspol (“To whom the Earth with her bowels, and secrets what so ever are delivered”)-Mercury-Virgo (in which Mercury is both exalted and in Domicile), Earth sign (and tablet), night house.
  • Bynepor-Jupiter-Sagittarius-Fire sign (and tablet), Day house
  • Baligon-Venus-Libra-Air sign (and tablet), Day house

Note that all four of these signs cover a continuous order. Additionally, the signs have triplicity of each planet exactly once, and the two projective (sometimes called “masculine,” a term I don’t like) signs’ planets are all those signs which appear flipped via a sect-based contra-antiscia to their degrees of exaltation in the Ensign layout.

Note that because this order is for gebofal, there’s something of the “last shall be first, and the first, last” reversibility that the angels like to do. But the West-first order is also suggestive of a night chart, just as the contra-antiscia exaltation format.

Gebofal, Day 27

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of PAZ. Call to King Baligon.

I relax and concentrate on the lotus-rose. The angels note that this is an incremental step as I approach the event horizon of the portal to the world of Adam Qadmon, which appears to me as a black hole.

Continuing to concentrate on the lotus-rose, the angels show it becoming circular, like an ouroboros, spinning around. “This is how the the flower emerged from your heart, is it not?” the angels ask. I agree, in the sense that the stem of flower emerged from the blossom of the preceding flower, repeatedly. The angels say that there will be this circulation within the lotus-rose itself. There will be suffering leading to transcendence, which will lead to suffering and then further transcendence.

Yet the suffering itself, they’re saying, is something that can be relatively avoided in the mundane realm just by continuously giving yourself “oomph” to follow rules and behave appropriately such that suffering can be transcended (such as seen in the symbolism of the white cube). I note difficulty concentrating, but the angels remind me to simply focus on this lotus-rose of my heart, and the distraction will go away.

I see this lotus-rose now being like unto a torus, simplifying now into a jewel about the lotus-rose (note the parallel to the famous Buddhist mantra, Om Mani Padme Hum). The angels say that once you get this, that it’s all sort of “one thing…you’ve been making this distinction between the thorny stem and the blossom. But it is One Thing: it is a Beautiful, sometimes Wonderful, sometimes Heart-Aching sort of thing, and the Heart Aching indicates the Heart, and that It is Alive.” So the Heart Aching as such is–and here I recall the death of my late mother-in-law–the Heart Aching is…and I’m trying to come to terms with something really big here.

“The Heart Aching,” the angels are saying, “is the Condition of the Heart. Though the armor about it is Empty, this pain is normal, this pain is okay. And the condition of Reality leading up to the heart being like This, is okay. And all of this can be concentrated into this Divine Bloom of the flower itself, the Okayness of It All, the Divinity of It All, and the Transcendent Nature that allows it to happen such as This. All of it is okay, all of it can be concentrated.”

So even though it seems as if “the Jewel is in the Heart of the Lotus,” truly, the jewel itself is the lotus, is what the angels are saying, and it’s part of Understanding the depth of Adam Qadmon, which is a journey you shall take and fulfill and complete. That is the Beauty of the Journey. So that’s it: the angels note that I’m a little bit closer in my orbit to the portal; this Realm is a little big closer. All of this is the sphere [spherical consciousness], the angels are just keeping me a little bit off, keeping me at bay. They really want everything to attune, so this is something that I need to reflect on. I thank the angels, and they have nothing further.

Thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure. I called on King Baligon twice.

I concentrate on the lotus-rose as an Ouroboros, as well as a jewel, as described in the previous Aethyr. I steady myself.

I see two square pyramids, connected by a tube, and all of them appear to be be made out of dough; the tube is already tied into a knot. “Consider the force which ties this knot. This is the force of Ain, and the duality, you’ve seen this already, when you scried your own rainbow body using the call of the Aethyrs.” This knot, they say, can be considered like unto sphericity (of LIL), or the double-sphere arising out of the torus.

“Yet, there’s something nice and squishy about this, isn’t there? So that only if you were rather skilled could you even see that this was caused by a single force which created the illusion of duality, then united it, and then unfolded it throughout separate sephiroth.” So I’m wondering about the nature of these two pyramid-like, or tetrahedron-like (and here they tell me that they are tetrahedra). Here we have, once again, an ogdoad (two tetrahedra times four faces per tetrahedron), becoming an ennead (via the connecting tube), which perhaps could be considered a decad (due to the new shape created by the knot). So you have this reflection of the ten sephiroth, even in the world of Adam Qadmon.

I’m curious as to what this means. If everything is squishy, there’s an infinity with this. I try hard to understand this deeply. I let my heart work on this problem. The angels say, “Note that what you’re seeing as an ouroboros: this is the same kind of thing. It’s a symbol of continuity, much like a Möbius strip, or a Klein bottle (which may be a better explanation). It’s this twisting about itself. The reason you’re seeing it as seemingly separate forces is because you’ve already seen it as such (when I scried my rainbow body previously, I saw two jewels which mirrored each other), but also,” and here they bid me pause for a moment, “Think about this. This is three dimensions about three dimensions, coming upon itself. This is like unto the present state/earth on the left, the goal state/heaven on the right, and the transformation in the middle, so time is locked in as well. But it’s all one thing.

“It’s all one thing, and it’s a multiplicity of things.” And I feel like I’m very close to grokking this and they chuckle, “not just yet, but this is very important. This is a very potent symbol for you, because you’re very excited by this, and you want to know what it is, and that’s okay. That’s good.”

I take a look at the symbol, and I see it extending down, and now it seems like a bunch of pencils tied together with a rubber band in the middle, the other end of which is dangling from the ceiling. This point at which the rubber band meets the ceiling is the portal into the world of Adam Qadmon. “If you just take this heart of compassion and aim it directly at this symbol, you’ll see that this is the same thing. On the one hand if you twist it together, it’s the jewel, on the other hand if you were to take it apart, you could see one end being like unto the thorny end of the lotus-rose, and the other end like unto the bloom thereof. It’s all the same thing: all is one, all is one, all is one.”

The angels leave me with all of this to contemplate. I ask whether there’s anything else, and the angels bid me pause and to consider this dough-symbol floating in water–not dissolving, just floating.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

I’m feeling fairly high right now. The angels tell me to relax and to speed up the entire process going from the previous symbolism to the lotus-rose to the jewel. I feel the gem now in its fullness; at first it seems to have an amber or reddish-orange tinge, but now I see green flashing in it, and the angels suggest that I add indigo and blues, and I see now: the jewel is a rainbow jewel. The angels remind me that the lights can come from the realm of Adam Qadmon in their fullness, but that they can be seen in Chokmah, and indeed, this is the final Aethyr of this sephirah. At its most developed they shine through to me now, they say. One need not have completely entered the realm of Adam Qadmon to see them this way, but having an opening into it is important in order to shine in your fullness (suggestive of a complete opening into Chokmah and a necessary step to develop the rainbow body).

Now I’m feeling a lot of energy coming off of the leaf, and it’s trying to tell me something, so I listen. I feel my crown chakra being pulled upward, an uncharacteristically strong energetic feeling for this Aethyr. It’s like this is the initiation, the re-initiation into Kether (the angels remind me that a prior sigil of mine with the intent of “I reinitiate into Kether” was, in fact, still active). The angels say, “Be prepared, be ready, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth! This be the final vision of Chokmah unto you. Know this: that the different elements and the different spacings [of (space-time) points], that one may find as one abideth in the realm of Adam Qadmon: these can always shift and change! It is important to be fully immersed in the Understanding in order to be fully immersed in the Wisdom.

“Behold, this vision (from noon, of the dough shape), which you have seen in its tetrahedral format: this steeping of it in the water can be considered like unto the fullness of Ain and Ain Soph. For within the Ain is the Ain Soph, and that fullness containeth within it the Infinite Light, which you see before you, twisted into this shape, twisted into this Present-Future state, which is always, always, always bound both by time, but, indeed, by the supernals as a whole. And so, know this, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: the richness of this symbol will continue to unfold itself to you. For now, it seemeth like dough: tomorrow it shall not seem quite so. It shall take on a greater significance and a new symbolic meaning. Rest now easy, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth! No more can be said unto you directly, but all of these things shall be open unto you in the very few weeks left remaining.

“Much love upon thee: go now in peace. Serve the Lord.”

With this, the vision ends.

Letters of the PELE ring: The Seven Planetary Kings (Heptarchy)

(Cross-posted from a Facebook Group)

I’ve been thinking about the letters of this ring and how they relate to the kings of the Heptarchy. (Note: Here, a member correctly reiterated something I’d already read in DuQuette’s Enochian Vision Magick, which is that this name derives from the name Peh-Lamed-Aleph of Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa’s Three Books of Occult Philosophy).

Nonetheless, this was intended to supplement what was already known or observed about the ring. I suggested a correspondence to the names of the kings and their relative location on the ring astrologically; I’ve uncapitalized the first letters of the kings’ names and capitalized the letters of interest to make it easier to follow:

  • blVmaza (top center V on the ring)-moon
  • bObogel (central O)-sun
  • bnaspoL (bottom center L)-Mercury…note that we have the central three figures of the Monas Hieroglyphica.
  • bynePor (P in PELE)-Jupiter
  • bnapsEn (first E in PELE)-Saturn
  • baLigon (L)-Venus
  • babalEl (E)-Mars

The only issue with this is that it leaves the pairs of Jupiter and Saturn inverted with respect to the Monas Hieroglyphica (they were at bottom, not at top). Still, they are the slowest planets Dee would’ve known about, and are the greater benefic and malefic, respectively, so it makes sense that they’d be afforded some dignity by being placed at top. And it doesn’t much matter anyway, since the ring’s design in its entirety doesn’t quite lend itself to being perfectly ordered combination of the planets as in the MH.

At present, this is a proposal; note that several letters of the ring appear in multiple points of the kings’ names, and that multiple assignments could be made. Still, having tried multiple possibilities, this one seems to match the overall sun-moon-Mercury portion of the MH very well, and Saturn and Jupiter are well-paired, as are Mars and Venus.

Gebofal, Day 20

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of ICH (twice due to a lack of concentration the first time). Call to King BALIGON after Stenwick’s method. Once again, though I may have not made it clear from recent visions, I am generating compassion, and sitting astrally upon a throne. I align all seven chakras concentrically, and the legs of the throne are an exact cube. I also call on the seven angels of today (3 zodiacal kings, 3 governors, and the heptarchical king), in rounds of seven (I’ve been doing seven rounds more or less from the beginning).

The angels open a zipper, and I see an eye from the separation of fabric. It’s a catlike or Sauron-like eye, and I’m drawn/pushed/pulled towards it. I enter the iris. About me is red. I concentrate and show compassion. The red pours into a figure in front of me, and it’s the Flash, an evil version of him (as opposed to all the other speedster villains, let alone his complete Rogues gallery!). This version runs around me, and I’m just having compassion for all of this showing up in this very dispersive way.

I pause to call on the angels; doing so two more times in addition to the seven times I called on them earlier seems to do the trick. This seems to have taken me to the opposite side of the eye, the retina, and they open it like a door. White light pours in, and I’m bidden to walk forward, which I do.

Now I’m at a halfway point, and I see (in the white light in front of me) computer code characters like from The Matrix. In front of me, it’s flowing upward (exalted knowledge), where as behind me it descends into this black wave or goo (the angels confirm that this is Choronzon). It’s like where I am it’s literally looking like a “mouth of the Abyss.” There’s this big cresting black of information, looking like a “heavy” (tall, surfer-worthy) wave, sort of held in this position as from a force-field, and I’m in the spot where it would normally be about to crest and knock me over. On the other side is light and well-ordered information. And all of this is being exchanged in an orderly manner, basically on account of the latter. This is the maximal height of the infernal realms, I’m told–but no further. The green bits of code themselves, and not the infernal portions, get sucked into the white part.

I have compassion for all of this. It’s very wild. I stay enthroned, and the angels remind me of the checklist: enthroned, compassionate towards all I see, all possibilities that were or could have been, and to continue to do this across all of time. At this point, it’s probably to try to condense all of this into this lotus-rose symbol. It will seem like unto mud at bottom, if you hold it there, and like pain if you hold it at the stem, and the blossom will always be attached there.

But now the angels are telling me to progressively move inward from the sepal to the petals and finally to the very center of the bloom. I see a bee emerge from the flower. It reminds me of my first trip through the Aethyrs, but even the bee within the flower could sting me, but only if treated badly.

I’m taken now, by a caped superhuman character (I’ve been watching Invincible on TV lately). It’s like I’m being tested, so he punches me several dozen times quickly, but this is more like additional subtle body therapy on the being’s part. I maintain concentration, and offer the hero a lotus-rose, and he disappears. The angels disappear, and it’s like my subtle body had simply absorbed the energy of the punches and sustained no trauma.

Noon: Similar procedure.

I see a smile, and it’s Venus flytrap smile, and it approaches me and swallows me. The overall shape of the mouth which swallows me is spherical (note: see previous visions on the black sphere) but I’m swallowed into a white space, not into a belly.

The angels suggest I begin fusing previous symbols. The cube of the throne is simplified into its 8 corners, which are now the thorns on the rose. The concentric spheres which were my chakras can now be the petals of the lotus-rose. I hold the flower by its sepals, and a few of the sepals seem to unfold like inviting fingers; I decide to put one finger out and it curls around my finger like an infant finger does.

Yet for the rest of my hand I continue to hold the flower about the stem, but ask the angels whether I ought to hold it in a higher location. The flower itself sways about the stem like Baby Groot. There’s something about the bee in the center of the blossom, now. It comes to sting me below the right eye (again such an eye would see good, whereas the left would see evil). The bee takes its hat off (yes, it’s wearing a hat), and flies back to the blossom.

The gold-and-black remind me of Tiphareth and Da’at, respectively, with the latter being associated with “crossing the Abyss.” Thus this could represent the path of Gimel between Tiphareth and Kether, which includes Da’at. Nonetheless I’m also reminded of how they transport and sometimes eat pollen and collect nectar. Finally, I recall from a previous vision that the angels likened themselves unto bees of the Divine’s projects, often leaving structures for humanity to use.

I continue to process the many qualities and activities of bees. In this context, bees gather from the heart. Now, the angels say, is a unified symbol which can be used to integrate this into an entire angelic system. This is how things ought to go, they say. The angel is at the center, at the apex. The remaining symbols can be fused as follows. The square pyramid (by extension, the regular octahedron) is like unto the stem (because it is a dual polyhedra with the cube), and is the difficult work it takes to create this sort of awareness out of suffering. The lotus is like the symbol atop the pyramid (recall we saw this as a sphere earlier), the spiral about the earth is like the lily of the lotus, again in a roughly teardrop shape. All of this works fractally, up from the “world” of an individual person to the entire planet or even universe. At this last level, the bee merely sits upon this apex of the collective heart of all, resting within this glory, which is the heart of the Divine.

This apex shows an opening all the way across the Abyss into a very narrow window into the world of Adam Qadmon. I can see directly across the Abyss, and there’s this portal or wormhole awaiting for me at the very end, and as I get to LIL, I can see, all will be much more apparent. It dawns on me to scry a sevenfold LIL (“Madriax dspraf LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL”: “O you heavens which dwell in LIL of LIL of … of LIL”) at the very end, and the angels say yes, but to save that for the evening, which will lead to me saying the name of the heaven seven times in all. Audible! I express my gratitude.

I see a hawk about the wormhole and the bee is trying to fuse with it. It reminds me of Aiwass and Heru-Ra-Ha. I’m trying to see more about it, and I’m trying to concentrate into this point to see more. It will be grokked, the angels inform me. The only way to see into it is to cross the Abyss, so I’ll save that for tomorrow and Sunday.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure. As with last night, I have to repeat the call twice due to poor concentration.

I’ve noticed a distinct group effect to this ritual in my social circle, so I do my best to hold them in spirit as I focus on the lotus-rose during this part of the ritual. Energy is coming up off of the leaf and the seal. There’s a strong emotion to continue to hold on and complete this task due to this group effect arising in me, and I know that tomorrow will be the climax of that, and I’m tempted to look ahead to Sunday when this part of the ordeal will be over, but I see Babalon smiling at how I have no idea what I’m in for on Sunday.

The energy of my arms is quite noticeable, a rising energy, and now it seems to flow from my torso into these arms and into the hands and finally is raised in a vertical plane of energy into the heavens. I see quick visions of what I’ve seen before: I pass through the eye of Sauron, past the wave of black goo full of green Matrix computer code, and fully into the whiteness, or at least the first two are behind me. Here, this whiteness, is the Abyss. It’s white because of how tightly I’m holding onto the heart, and I’m being given a lot of support to do so, and express my gratitude.

Now a welling-up of emotion towards those who I’ve had raw emotions about today: friends, acquaintances, and now even people from long ago. I force myself to hold them in my focus and the pain I’ve caused them through so much Will (now I remind myself that my experience of the nature of dukkha won’t be like this all the time). I want so much, because I am intensely aware now of all of the energy of the sum total of any and all bad behavior I’ve ever done, because it’s condensed into this moment, yet it’s combined with all of the people who are harmed by all of the harm done by Anyone, Ever and at the same time, it is this vast cosmic energy, and I see myself as a Cosmic Unity of Raw Pain of Sentience, like me in the position of Batman holding Jason Todd, but instead it’s me like an Alex Grey painting, and I’m in full cosmic color holding a limp, departed soul and looking upward, Pain on my Face. Yet I’m still holding this same compassion and trying to hard to relax, though my heart chakra and mind race at 100 miles a minute through the agony of It All–

OK. This is it, and it’s okay. It’s okay, and it’s perfect as it is, and any other project notions of perfection that you may have: the act of thinking them is itself perfect.

Now I feel some energy on my two shoulder blades, and there’s like some miniature psychic surgery going on to my heart chakra. Now I see something like unto a squid but beholding it now, I see that it is like a jellyfish, but actually is, an eyelid forming full 360-degree circle of eyelashes, with no eye. I don’t know what to say, and perhaps there’s nothing to say to such. The skin makes a bubble and it uses its eyelashes to make a circle on the whiteness and then enters it, and upon its eyelashes, the skin making an elegant half-sphere.

There’s a real opportunity here for Grace. This is the intelligence and perhaps what can be considered the heart of the Abyss, and I hold compassion for it. I see a drip into a sphere of water, like slow-motion. The angels say that I need to be able to grok this. “Reach in and grok this without disturbing it.” The sense I get is ignorance, which means “without knowledge” but specifically without gnosis, a spiritual, illuminated knowledge of one’s own Divinity, which is the kind of knowledge that should immediately trigger Understanding of Binah. The issue here–and here I get something of a warning look from an older man with an inner head-strap set (such as you would see on older astronauts) and glowing blue, laser-vision eyes–and here several words come to me: violence, turning-over, schism, splitting–none of these are right. I recall the origin of Chokmah as an input-output necessity created by any neuron, the first time I scried ICH a couple of years ago. The original input must by necessity be transformed.

Now, at the universal level, what the angels are talking about is the transformation of reality from one moment to the next. If you reduce the universe down to a series of space-time stamps, one instant to the next, and these to be like 3D versions of frames of a film and put them in order, then from one moment to the next, Da’at is like the sum total of all of the rules which causes the spacetime transformation. It is an absolute, with no regard for whether one is a human being or an atom of hydrogen on Jupiter or a photon being absorbed in that instant by a neutron in a neutron star. It’s an absolute enforcement of all of the rules enabling this transformation. Note that here we have both time and space, suggestive of Binah and Chokmah, but stripped of awareness or sight of its own Divinity: such a tragedy! I reflect for a moment on the Tree of Life about how it could go from Geburah to Chokmah.

This is why it’s so difficult to get into the higher sephiroth such as Binah: if you want to Understand why a Divine principle works, it must be absolute and to your core, whether you Like it or not, or what you may have Expected it to Be or not, or like something you were Taught in School or not. As far as the Meaning of this is concerned: this may be sum total of the rules, but getting into the Why the Rules of why things are like this in the first place is when the individual is stepping into the Supernal rule. Because Da’at offers no reason for them here.

Now the Leaf is almost done, so I return to the circular eyelid. I love it and I accept it for what it is, and with that, it passes outside of its circle, and I walk into, through, and past its circle, and through a door, symbolic of my encountering the Abyss itself tomorrow. I’m seeing how certain things want to be revealed and understood at each Aethyr and am respecting this. I ask the angels, the zodiacal kings and governors, and King Baligon, whether they have anything else. They give me the lotus-rose to me, and it scratches my face, and I’m holding it with half of my fingers on the inside of the sepals and being held by them, the other half still holding it from the outer parts of the sepals.

The vision ends.

Gebofal, Day 18

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of ZIM. Call to King BNASPOL, ZIM governors Gecaond, Laparin, & Docepax, and zodiacal kings Lavavoth, Olpaged, and Alpudus.

I note that I continue my approach toward the Abyssal point; I ignore such parts of the vision, except to project compassion towards them. I place myself in the astral throne, with understanding that to project compassion and lovingkindness towards some, there must be understanding.

The angels align my chakras as into a unit of seven concentric spheres. This moves along the gold-shimmering path towards the Center of the Heart of the Divine; it occurs to me to have my heart express compassion towards every part of this vision, and this seems to quickly move me quite a way down this path. The angels say that this is very good; the idea here is that I am interacting with the rules of my own journey in a direct way, which is to say this expression or heart-projection of compassion towards them and towards the path.

I maintain this evenness. I note that I understand why the angels have instructed me to remain in this throne; it’s very easy to get lost and ungrounded in this kind of work. But if you maintain this poise, it’s very key to this process. One of the governors, Gecaond, is showing me a rock, and says to me, “Grok the rock.” I mention that it’s likely made up of a mix of elements and molecules; I hesitate and say that I’m not an expert. He says, “Yes, but what is the rock?” I mention that it has several uses, and it has a long history from the beginning of time. I begin speaking about it in the rules and context in which I find it, and he says, “That’s the key. None of that other stuff really matters, unless you see how it came to be here, what purpose it’s having by its very presence. Remember this,” he says, as I continue my scrying and spiritual path. Take things as they are and in their current context, and what the context may have meant across various moments. He removes the scene with the rock.

Now the angels want to twist me inside out and to refold my energy body. So they pull at my heart chakra and eventually fold me into a pyramid, with the tip replaced by a sphere, which is the heart chakra itself, floating just above it. The angels say that that this is what it will be like (presumably the rainbow body). The angels also mention the cube of the bottom of the throne on which I sit, and to consider what happens if one combines the dual polyhedra of the cube and octohedron. Suppose someone believed held that material reality in the form of the cube was against oneself, as in the Black Iron Prison, then combining it with its natural counterpart, the octahedron, may allow someone to rise out of the trap of this sort of thinking by offering additional points of perspective.

I express my gratitude. The vision ends.

Noon: Similar procedure.

The angels note that I am in the throne astrally and that I continue to generate compassion towards anything which comes across my attention, including my attention of my throned astral body on itself. This causes it to return to itself. Note: this is a very high level of simultaneous attention. Having had a meditation practice and a good working memory is very helpful to me at this stage.

I’m seeing a cube, but it’s difficult; I wonder for a moment whether this is dispersion of the Abyss. Concentrating upon it, I realize that, no, such is not the case. It’s not a cube per se, but rather the bottom and back parts of a cube (see diagram below for an approximation).

Back and bottom faces of a cube (or, the front and bottom faces of a cube, if rotated upward–but that’s not how I saw it)

It’s like the angels are trying to close these three sides into a single 3D figure, but they cannot (note that four sides is the minimum number of sides for a 3D solid). I am confused, and generate compassion towards this confusion. I am about to move on but the vision changes, and I see this as a Hexagon now. The hexagon contains within itself the shape of the cube, they advise (in the sense of a 2D projection). This has to do with Metatron’s cube, they say.

When I concentrate on this figure, it’s as though it should come straight to the center, but it does not. The angels comment that trying to get to the exact center does not work and that one needs to approximate the center of this hexagon by fractals by (note: typing this up and giving it thought, the assumption here is a slight misalignment with the center and an irregular hexagon–drawing a diagonal across the cube in all three dimensions would not work in such a case; with Metatron’s cube, there would be no need for what follows). The angels then show a series of successive approximations towards such a center with smaller and smaller hexagons which are centered about the previous hexagon’s center in the first step, and then the upper or lower tip of that smaller hexagon in the next step. All in all, the point is that one could use this if one knew the circumference of the circumscribed circle of such. Saturn (the seventh planet), I’m told, represents the principle of going from a larger hexagon toward a smaller in order to reach the center. The angels add that this principle could be expanded out into a larger view as well, towards a large circumference, and they note the septenary nature of such a process.

My heart opens a bit now. There’s a bit of a distraction again, but I simply concentrate past it again, with compassion and lovingkindness. I’m forced to put in some additional effort, but I note that we’re approaching ZAX on Saturday, so tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday are the three remaining days before we arrive at ZIP and thereby cross the Abyss. Now I take matters a step further and collectively place all of the distractions together in front of me as a group, which I regard as “contextualized” or “understood” suffering (i.e., dukkha), and focus on them with compassion. This seems to help.

Now I ask the angelic governors and kings for assistance; the angels note that four kings are called on any given day, and they give me homework to match up the zodiacal kings who are called on any given day, and to match that up with the Heptarchical king of any given day of the week. This is clearly an indication of the strength of the individual planets as suggested by their respective strengths: King Baligon is explicitly associated with Venus and the Air (“whatsoever can be wrought in aerial actions”; one of the signs which Venus rules is Libra, an air sign, a projective (I prefer this term to the older term of “masculine”) of the diurnal sect). King Babalel is associated with Mars and Water (“Mighty and Wonderful in Waters, Whose power is in the bowels of the Waters”; Scorpio, a water sign, is ruled by Mars; this sign is of the nocturnal sect and is receptive (a term I prefer to “feminine”). King Bnaspol is associated with Mercury and Earth (“To whom the Earth with her bowels, and secrets what so ever are delivered”; Mercury both rules and is exalted in Virgo, which is a receptive sign and of the nocturnal sect).

The only missing element here is fire; both the sun (Leo) and Jupiter (Sagittarius) rule fire signs, which by definition are projective. Still, Leo is more fiery (with its only sign of domicile being a fire sign, and its sign of exaltation also being this), it is difficult. Still, this isn’t unambiguous. While the Bobogel gives “Wisdom and Science, True Philosophy, and True Understanding of all Learning, grounded upon Wisdom,” etc., this strikes me as so close to the Divine (and the sun being the “king” of the planets), that reducing it to an element of fire may be a mistake. I suspect that doing this research that the angels have assigned (which, they advise, may be best delayed until after gebofal), will make clear which planetary/sephirothic king would be the one whose power most relates to the classical element of fire.

I see six rays emerging from a central point, as well as a dotted line of a seventh. I generate compassion towards this ray, and it becomes an unbroken ray. When I concentrate on this, it’s as though a folding fan emerges and in a circular manner unfolds into the psychedelic space from a previous vision. The angels mention that this image of a fan is important; the angels say that I specifically request the crowned rainbow body. The angels say that this is “wise, insofar as you know what you’re asking for.” They then note that the level of compassion required for this may be too much to constantly have, so it’s okay to “zip up” this awareness and instead move according to my usual mundane manners. In other words, there’s not this burden to constantly be aware all of the time, like unto The Fool in the Tarot (which I had a vision of, not when I was scrying, I think, but last night during hypnagogia).

Now I’m told by the angels how to discuss my experience with the Aethyrs with a friend–I plan to do so!

Finally, the angels note that there’s this progress that can always be made by returning to the folding fan: “For what is a fan if not something to be seen, admired for the beauty upon it and as it is displayed in performance art, for the relief one feels when it gives relieving air to the skin?”

I get a bit of energy off the leaf 32a. The angels seem to be holding me in a vibratory sense: their subtle body surgery is now a lot more, well, subtle.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure. I take three 7-7-14 breaths to steady my mind.

The angels show me a cylinder as a nice conceptual combination of aspects of a sphere and a cube. I am curious for a moment about combining a sphere and an octahedron. It’s a bit like methane (note: this has been observed to not be perfectly tetrahedral). I pour my heart into the vision into the lack of clarity, turn the ring around so that it touches the leaf, and vibrate the governors’ names.

The angels say that the zodiacal king assignment which I completed was good, and I ask whether there was anything I missed, or whether there was one of the Enochian Heptarchical kings who is indeed associated with fire. Fire, they say, is like when you’re leveling up, so King Bynepor is the one I should probably be looking at. King Bnapsen (suggested by Saturn, often seen with a scythe to suggest reaping) completes the old cycle and allows for the new one to happen, but King Bynepor is regeneration and renewal, and they remind me of the alchemical backronymIgne Natura Renovatur Integra” (“by fire, nature renews itself”). It also makes sense that water would be the other attribution of Jupiter, because water is also needed to begin the regeneration process.

Returning to the cylinder, the angels note that the ring is itself a symbol of the circle and square (and has upon it a symbol of a straight line and circle). They note that the finger upon the hand that wears the ring is generally cylindrical, and the arms of the hand, and indeed the body typically has all four cylindrical limbs and a cylindrical head-and-neck upon a roughly cylindrical torso: fractal cylinders. I pour myself into this idea: going from the door (with its lines and right angles) into the expanse of outer space (generally a 360 degree experience) also combines these ideas, as does the fan.

The angels bring this idea back to the symbol. “Now it’s time to think about how to do this with the symbol in its current formation and how to put it all together. Instead of a pyramid with this symbol at top, instead consider a way to put this spiral in three dimensions (as a hyperbola rotated about an axis), encased within this pyramid. After the spiral reaches the base of the pyramid here on Earth, it begins a rotation about the earth, creating a falling teardrop effect (note: this is roughly a metaphorical inversion of the drippings of the Abyss, and during the vision I note the difficulty in maintaining concentration to see this).

Symbol from previous visions; note that the spiral continues at bottom to create a sphere which follows the shape of the Earth, which, with the pyramid, creates a teardrop-like shape.

I see a moderately sized wasp’s nest now, which is reminds me of the shape of a pine cone. Several wasp-like insects fly to it, and there seems to honey exuding from it. There’s honey emerging from it, and the honey seems like a teardrop upon a teardrop, and it is so sweet to humanity, it’s like exactly what humanity needs right now. I see this, and (amidst several distractions–which hold back by increasing my compassion) there’s a beautiful big light (Ain Sof Aur), seeming to originate from where the nest/cone is attached. The light encompasses me, and I seem to elevate. This whole process seems to crack me open so as to show me the benefits of these higher pre-Abyssal Aethyrs. As you approach the Abyss, there’s still much to be had, it just requires a lot of concentration.

I see letters; they arrange to form “Bobogel,” … “Bobogel Omnia Tucare Est.” I don’t know what that means, but now looking up the (questionable?) Latin on Google Translate: “Bobogel omnia tu care est”: “Bobogel, all is dear to you.” (If you know Latin and know a better translation, please reach out). I see letters again. This time they are in English: “A…All shall be revealed to you in time. Go in peace and serve the Lord.” Behind this, and lit up in bright light, is a future version of myself, very much at peace and compassionate towards where I am right now. Apparently, this is where I needed it!

I’m very happy about all of this. I make plans to complete the symbol. The angels close the vision.

Gebofal, Day 13

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of ZEN. Call to King BALIGON according to previously described methods.

I focus in on the transparent sphere/spherical heart. I look in at it; I’m given a gentle hand by Amitabha Buddha. It’s spinning around in several dimensions, which is to say about individual rays from a common origin.

I see a vast opening in the sky above me. A dark cloudy being emerges. I repeat the governors’ and king’s names. I am lifted up by the four of them to this being, who is massive. This is the angel alluded to yesterday. Amitabha Buddha gives me an affirming gesture. I bow to this angel. The angel seems male; it points to my right, where I see a vertical slit in the sky, from which light pours forth. Souls proceed forth through it into this world.

I mention that I don’t know this angel’s name. He says that my HGA does; I see it by individual letters; there’s a catch as to whether the eighth letter should be a B or G–my HGA causes the back of my tongue to rise–it’s a G: RASTORIGLAX.

Rastoriglax tells me that the beings coming through this slit are aliens. Now there’s an inversion: rather than seeking to be a good guest, I now must also take on the mantle of a good host. I welcome them all, and I thank Rastoriglax for showing them to me. He gestures to my left, and I see dark vessel, which looks like a shallow river tour boat. Now, I’m told, this vessel needs to settle in the Earth. I’m shown my home, but also the local Buddhist center, as a place for these beings to disembark and rest.

My first thought is what they could eat; Rastoriglax says that human food and especially processed food will be acceptable. I consider water and other essentials: I’m told that they are human-alien hybrids, and they will try to have physiology that can accommodate Earth nutrients and such. These 5+D beings (perhaps 7D) have acclimated themselves as much to 4D reality as they can. They will then be able to better adapt to their environment.

Rastoriglax gives me a dark bed, a dark leaf in which I lie down like a hammock. I nestle in there like a cocoon. “It’s like you dark for a little while to the public,” and then you come out more luminous. You’ll be traversing several worlds (realms), he says: Earth, Fae, Angelic, and Buddha realms. Hence, I will be a Traveler. I bow deeply, and he says not to, so I don’t.

The governors and king return me–this was the entirety of this experience.

Thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure. I circulate the transparent heart, described yesterday. I see multiple hearts such as this come at me, glowing, such as when I’m in a high-speed subway car. Now they are coming at me so fast that it seems like vibrating or flickering light. I see a black monster appear, which looks like unto a lurker in the Dragonborn DLC of Skyrim. It’s kind of black and slimy, dripping off goo. It’s approaching me.

I look in lovingkindness past it, and I notice he seems to be dragging something behind him. It’s some kind of binding, so I have a conversation with it. I get deep into conversation with it, briefly glimpsing a Buddha, (I can’t tell which one), and the monster suddenly opens up as a result of my conversation, or is unfurled into dark bandages which strain out from a single point. It’s a binding of badly aligned dimensionality. I consider doing the courtesy of asking whether he’d like it undone, but I just go ahead and use my heart to do so and to rearrange it. In so doing, it turns into a female figure, a queen, who must remain in her castle (but hey! at least not a monster anymore). She’s a very luminescent spirit and both grateful and understanding her being bound to the castle and thus cannot leave. At least she can see the outside world and hear tales of it, or have parts of the outside world brought to her.

This is a far better condition for her, she says, and this is some of the ability that I will have to untwist and to reconfigure confusing things in different realms. They will behave better on account of beings becoming aware of the potential within them. I will make the Black Iron Prison seem like unto a palace, she says.

She’s grateful for this, and she offers me a jewel; at first it seems white as she hands it to me, but my taking it turns it red. She says it’s a Wish-Fulfilling Jewel like unto Red Tara, and now I see Her statue in my mind. I ask her if she has any advice and she says she does not. I say okay, and am careful phrase: “Without impinging on anyone’s Will, I ask that I come into such a perspective that I will always be behaving such that all can achieve enlightenment with the most ideal mix of speed and minimal harm, such as all who would inspect it after the fact would come to a consensus that yes, indeed, this was the appropriate mix of speed and harm reduction.” She thinks the wording is acceptable, and the jewel disappears. I express my gratitude for this.

The four angels lead me, one each at my arm, one by both of my feet, and one by my heart, in a tetrahedral formation. My heart becomes a red point. I see a lot opening up in front of me. It’s a psychedelic vision, like the tunnel of light one sees in an NDE. I express gratitude, acceptance, and satisfaction. I feel very much at peace.

I ask what else I may see, and the angels encourage me to instead just enjoy for a moment, so I do. It’s like I come up to the heavens and my back is against a gentle parabola, looking down on Earth as though I’m in a hammock. It’s like I get to sleep here for 100 years without worry, and watch the Earth beneath me. I see my astral form spread out and become part of the cocoon about the Earth, and I am protected by it as well.

I express gentle gratitude. They note they just wanted to help me chill out. I smile.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

Some issues with distractions earlier on; I redouble my efforts to open the heart and generate compassion from this transparent sphere-heart. There continue to be distractions but I worry less about them as I go: it’s like the volume of a distracting song gets turned up, each time I’m scrying and approach ZAX. You need to simply accept that it will be there and it will be distracting, but go forward with the same modus operandi.

RASTORIGLAX takes me up into heaven, and takes me to the slit in the sky again. Seeing him again, he looks more like unto the aforementioned lurker, with the dark drippings. So I ask whether he’s Red Tara, and he denies this. I’m confused and continue to approach him with this compassion. There’s something complicated about him. The sense is that there’s unused potential here: this is the potential of the Abyss itself that I’m sensing, for it to be rewired. It’s confusing, but having been on the other side of it, and understanding the true compassionate hearts which lie beyond it, it’s very complicated. I get the sense that there could be a rainbow jewel within him.

I decide to give it a shot. The four angels (Governors Nabaomi, Zafasai, and Yalpamb, and King BALIGON) are quite keen to help me. They’re with me, in the interior of RASTORIGLAX, which is like a deeper, more complicated core of a lurker. I arrange our configuration; King BALIGON is already trying to work with my heart, which is a red point to a tetrahedron–they cut this short. “This is going to be seven days’ worth of work, and on the eighth day, there may be some shift,” that suddenly I will open up this potential within ZAX on that day. They’re glad that I’m seeing it.

I pragmatically ask whether there’s any way to lay a foundation. They say to continue with the scryings, and take out certain points from Rastoriglax that that seem like they need to be understood, and they will work on them overnight, and then in the morning, these points will shift into something to be grokked. I feel a tingling in between my right shoulder blade and spine.

There’s something like unto curing the Fisher King with this quest. This is like unto seeing unique potential within a gifted child to do something amazing, such as to win a Field’s Medal. Rastoriglax is like, “This is exactly what I need,” with a dry “about time” tone. I get the sense that he is like the light version of the archdemon of the Abyss.

The angels could show me around more, but I get the sense that when something quite large is hit on, they understand that they can dispense with tourist season. I ask for assistance from the Divine in this task, and continue to generate hyperfocused compassion.