Enochian “Book of Silvered Leaves”: Week 1 Update and Effects

It has been one week since I finished making the Book of Silvered Leaves, spoken of by the angel Mapsama to John Dee and Edward Kelley (Aaron Leitch first references this encounter in The Enochian Saga: Exploring the Angelic Journals of Dr. John Dee on page 130, and Stephen Skinner’s edition of Dee’s diaries give a similar accounting on page 319). I wanted to take this time to discuss what the book is, how I went about making it, and the effects I’ve noticed mid-consecration.

The angel Mapsama, whose name means dic illis in Latin–“tell them” in English–appeared on May 24, 1584 (Julian calendar) and instructed Dee and Kelley to bind together “48 leaves [of paper], whose skin shall bear silver: Whose Perimeter shall be 30 inches, in length 8, in breadth 7.” When finished, the book is to be placed in a room with the door closed (presumably locked) for two weeks. Dee is told to invite the angels of the Lord, and also that humanity “is not worthy to write that shall be written: neither shall there be found many worthy to open that book.” He was then to place the book on a table-cloth (presumably the same cloth which was to go over the Holy Table of Practice) and invite the angels. Dee gets little more information about the book upon further questioning, though does ask to be allowed to do less work than this(!).

No record of Dee or Kelley making such a book exists, yet this book, I should add, is considerably simpler, in theory, than the book of Liber Loagaeth. No 49×49 tables, no binding in silk, and the like. Instead, this seems like a straightforward creation of a book with silvered leaves, and, given the lack of guidance, it seems that all that is required is that each leaf have some amount of silver added to it, and then the book is consecrated by remaining out of sight.

The particular use of silver on a page struck me, reminding me of the Abramelin operation, at the end of which, when the Holy Guardian Angel manifests, the supplicant is to look upon silver and copy down the sigil seen therein. My own experience with this was that I saw it as if I had seen bright neon sign flash against darkness–in other words, I saw the after-image of that kind of glare–but only when looking at the silver. So here we have silver, like the moon with which silver has almost unfailingly corresponded throughout the millennia, creating a reflection of light (as it does with sunlight), and what is seen is to be copied on paper. My guess is that the Book of Silvered Leaves would operate similarly, and so far the angels have not given me an intuitive sense that I am wrong. For although I am not worthy to write in the book, the consecration may either rectify me with the Divine to do so, or at least allow me to copy that which is seen in silver into the book itself–not technically writing so much as capturing that which is written. For all I know, the method may be that I’ll walk into the room next week and find a completely written book! But the angels have indicated that my intuition is correct, and that moreover I will receive 19 symbols which are to be linked to the 21 letters of the Enochian alphabet, with B (in Enochian, the name for this letter is “Pa“) and C/K (“Veh“) being linked with the first symbol, S (“Fam“) and T (“Gisg“) with the last, and the remaining symbols each being linked with one letter each.

The main reason I’m writing this, however, is to establish how I went about making the book and to confirm its lunar effects. I took guidance from the book of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (also known as Liber Loagaeth)–to use paper with no writing on it, cutting it down to 8 inches by 7 inches, and I simply glued silver leaf squares to an upper corner of each of the 48 leaves (front and back). I also bought an 8×8 scrapbook because the pages would be bound in the sense of “not going anywhere” to that scrapbook, and then put those leaves in the plastic sleeves (I couldn’t find an 8″x7″ scrapbook, so I taped off the extra inch on each of the 48 plastic sheets). Finding myself with one silver leaf remaining, I taped it to the front of the book. Finally, I had to adjust the width of the back slightly by adding in some cardboard. In all, this this took me about a week, and I was told by the angels that the astrological election for completing the work (which I counted as putting in the last page and then inviting the angels) would be obvious, and given my natal chart, it definitely was. When I finished the book, I activated the furniture, placed Liber Loagaeth above the Sigillum Dei Aemeth (which as usual was on the table), put the “flashing red and green,” tabasco-silk cloth atop the table so that everything was covered up. Atop that cloth I placed the Book of Silvered Leaves. As far as inviting the angels, I read lines 21 through 26 of table 1a of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (Liber Loagaeth), read calls 1 and 2, and finally recited the first section of Dee’s invocation to the good angels (Fundamentalis ad DEVM Supplicatio, et Obtestatio pro Angelorum Bonorum, benigno, habendo Ministerio; in Latin and English). It has been one week since this, so this is about halfway through the consecration period.

The effects of this have been as follows: first, daily, I have sensed the energy coming from the room, and it grows every day. My sense is that it will ultimately encompass the entire home. Second, it has been an especially emotional time at home, which is quite in line with lunar effects. Next, I have noticed that other lunar effects, mainly dreams, have been strongly activated. I rarely remember my dreams, but I have been recalling them often. Finally, I have a sense that there is some angelic “resolution” associated with incorporating this lunar energy. Amzes Naghezes Hardeh/Liber Loagaeth indeed brought the wisdom of the cosmos, but some more “down-to-earth” revelation seems indicated by the Book of Silvered Leaves. It’s quite the oversimplification to call Amzes Naghezes Hardeh/Liber Loagaeth “solar” (though the solar angelic prince Bornogo is featured prominently in Leaf 9) but if one incorporates the idea of the path of the sun as pulling in all of the cosmos, then it makes sense that it can open the gates of Wisdom/Chokmah. My sense is that there will be quite complementary solar and lunar energies from using both books in tandem, and I wouldn’t be surprised by a lunar wisdom (or perhaps a foundation/Yesod for such Wisdom) coming from the Book of Silvered Leaves.

I will, of course, give an update to this when I have finished the consecration of the book and have more to report.

A Revised Holy Table of Practice

Update: I have removed the zodiacal table as it originally appeared below and replaced it in the same location with the new table.

An excellent discussion on Frater RC’s podcast, Magick without Fears, led to a nugget that I had not known: the original Holy Table of Practice was to be replaced with a second table (in personal communication, RC credits Frater Yechidah). This was new to me, but it wasn’t completely surprising. After all, the Great Table of the four Watchtowers was itself replaced with the Tabula Recensa (this change merely affected the relative locations of three of the four tablets), and Jason Louv mentions that the switching of the original table is a pattern.

Nonetheless, I’m not aware of any record of what the second table was to have looked like. But inspiration struck as a way to create one: the structure of the original Holy Table is a remix of the seven Heptarchical kings and their seven princes. These fourteen angels each have a name starting with the letter B, and these fourteen B‘s are consolidated into four (one for each corner of the table), and the remaining 84 letters are arranged in a particular manner along the four sides of the table (in Enochian Vision Magick, Lon Milo DuQuette does a good job explaining the exact manner in which these sides are arranged in the table).

The number 84 stuck out to me: 84 is seven times twelve, a perfect mirror of the number of classical astrological planets times the number of signs of the zodiac. You see this emphasized in the inner part of the original Holy Table as well: not only are there seven ensigns of creation placed on it, but there is a central square of twelve letters.

This suggested to me another seven times twelve: twelve zodiacal kings, eleven of whom have a seven-letter name. The twelfth, Lavavoth, the king of Capricorn, has eight letters, and is also the only king starting with the letter L (Enochian Ur). Furthermore, this letter is translated as “One,” “The First,” or “God,” and is a direct analog to the Semitic word El, which also name for God.

It struck me that this letter should be excluded from the 85 letters, allowing for the remaining letters to be placed on a revised Holy Table with the exact same dimensionality as the original, at least along the outside. The nice thing about the Zodiacal Kings is that, representing the zodiac, they also refer to the four elements. This part in particular helps relate the Zodiacal Kings with the four Watchtower tablets, so I have used the Enochian colors of the Watchtower tablets on the four sides of this second Holy Table. Rather than having a central square of 12 letters, I simply put the the Enochian letter L/Ur. Rather than the first revealed Enochian letter B at the corners, I chose to use the Enochian letter T/Gisg, which was the last one to be revealed, and for it, I used the color blue rather than red for the background of these, partly to not be confused with the red of the fire side of the table, and partly because blue is the color of Liber Loagaeth, and was used in the original Holy Table.

Regarding the rest of the design, it again occurred to me to think of the original Holy Table and to the Watchtower tablets. The dimensions of the latter are 12 by 13, while the former has the aforementioned seven ensigns of creation along with a hexagram in the middle, which of course has six sides. Six and seven matches the numeracy of the Heptarchy. Each king has both a prince and six ministers, for seven angels underneath them in all.

To complement the original Holy Table, this new version has a single letter in the center, leading to a total of 13 letters between the two of them. To parallel the original Holy Table, a hexagram is included, but this time stretched slightly to be inscribed within a heptagram. The heptagram thus parallels the seven ensigns of creation. The table still felt imbalanced, so I included four squares in the corners of the table to parallel the four miniature SDAs in the original configuration. Furthermore, the 16 sides that these squares is a rough parallel to the 16 corners of the four Watchtower tablets.

Then comes the question of what order to put the Zodiacal Kings. Here, I take a cue from the planets in the original ensigns of creation: Venus, the sun, Mars, Jupiter, Mercury, Saturn, and the moon. All of the planets rule have domicile in two signs, with the exception of the sun and moon, which only have a single sign of domicile. For two signs ruled by the same planet, I put the nocturnal sign first, mainly because the Aethyrs are associated with initiation into Binah, but also because the placement of the ensigns appeared to prioritize the nocturnal sect. This order creates an interesting balance of the zodiacal kings as they appear in the Aethyrs: the first six kings (Taurus, Libra, Leo, Scorpio, Aries, and Pisces) appear in the Aethyrs 46 times, while the latter six (Sagittarius, Virgo, Gemini, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Cancer) appear 45 times, though Capricorn’s king, Lavavoth may deserve extra “weight” due to its extra letter.

The original Holy Table, of course had a lamen made in order to “conciliate” the wearer with it. This lamen was made from the same table of letters that the Holy Table used. To parallel this, I followed the same order of the original lamen.

“Pressure Testing” the New Table and Lamen

I never like releasing magick without trying it myself, so I tried these out by activating the original table and lamen in addition to the Zodiacal-King versions, in the spirit of conciliation.

Recommended Configuration

I wanted to finish with a suggestion as to how to configure the table. This table top could be combined with the original table and the four Watchtower tablets to form a cube, and the four legs of the table could be painted with the names of God on the Black Cross of the original Great Table. The SDA’s would then be placed inside, or one could follow the original design and have thick boxes underneath the cube for the miniature SDA’s.

Pressure-Testing the Revised Table

I put on the ring and then the original lamen along with a paper version of the revision. I then activated the original table, and then the paper version of the revised table. Then I activated the central square of the original table, and then the letter Ur (L) in the center of the revised table. There was a lot of energy raised, which I compounded by doing an extended Middle Pillar ritual in all five Kabbalistic worlds.

I then made Calls 1 and 2; not getting anything, I made these calls again. The angels show me that this table is a broader type of ritual–“Chokmah! Chokmah! Chokmah!” they repeat. This is like Chokmah spilling into Binah, much as the original table is Binah spilling into Chokmah. “When you can, use both tables together,” they advise, and are on board with the cubical configuration. The angles have an urgency to this message which I haven’t heard before.

The angels advise me to activate the zodiacal table first (“last shall be first”) and then the planetary (original) table. If one wants to, for example, activate Jupiter in Pisces (coming up in a month), then one should activate the zodiacal table and then the planetary table, and then the effect of calling on Bynepor and Butmono will be amplified.

A female angel comes forward: it’s Galvah! “Behold God’s mercies,” I’m told. The angels show me a golden sphere coming towards me, and she flicks it with her finger, and it creates a beautiful ringing tone. She says it’s a tone that humanity has not seen (heard?) before. “People will be drawn to it; those who know will be enamored with it. Behold His mercies! Behold his mercies!” she repeats.”

This symbolism is reminiscent of LIL. She replies, “This is like a higher octave of LIL.” She tells me to scry this Aethyr with this table now activated. “Make haste: do not delay any more.”

I make the call to LIL. I see the golden sphere again. It’s starting to vibrate wildly, violently even, and there’s a massive amount of electricity coming off of it. It’s creating a torus of energy, which comes towards me and coalesces at my center, and which then comes out and back to it; it’s like two united tori. There’s a Uranian feel to it. The angels tell me to scry this once a week until the new ring (with Enochian letters) arrives, when the fullness of the vision will come.

The golden sphere is now spinning, and now colors are coming off of it (in my initial scrying of LIL, colors instead appeared in the vision), and the angels tell me that there are 24 of them. These colors represent the twenty-four elders (from the Watchtower vision). Note: 7 times 24 is 168, which is one less than 13 times 13. Thirteen is the height of each of the Watchtower tablets.

The golden sphere is now spinning in two different directions, violently shaking around. It is how I imagine an atom in a high-energy state to move. I’m told to allow every atom of my body to vibrate like this, and I’m feeling this same violent vibration go through my subtle body. The sphere approaches me and it’s brightening like the sun, and it’s like the sun as the prime mover for all of the other planets. Now I’m feeling a Venusian love emanate off of it.

Now it wishes to speak–I have to try very hard to concentrate, which again suggests a higher-octave energy for me to have to spend such energy to receive: “Behold, the Mercy of the Lord upon you, and upon your species. Yea, I will have for you a Great Awakening and Opening of the Heavens. You shall see all of these things, and more, at the Heart of your Hearts, come to fruition, and His Divine Mercies shall be multiplied exponentially, and yea, ye shall rejoice, for the Lord has seen the Heart of Man, beneath the layers of armor with which it hath clad itself, and yea, this Heart be Divine. Therefore shall the Divine know Itself. Go now, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, in this rich golden fervor with which He hath called thee, and with which thou hast answered, and with which He hath banished thy ignorance from thee. Know thou that PRONOA of the Most High abideth and redoundeth unto even the smallest atom–yea, every atom which appeareth before the Lord. For each atom, yea, all atoms and all energy pleaseth Him.

“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit; the Mother, the Daughter, and the Holy Spirit; the daka, the dakini, and the Holy Spirit; and the Buddha, the Sangha, and the Dharma. Amen! Amen! Amen! Adgmach! Adgmach! Adgmach! [Much glory! Much glory! Much glory!”

I look to Liber Loagaeth and get the sense that another will be transmitted.

Here are the Zodiacal-King version of the Holy Table and lamen:

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Zodiacal lamen


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I will update the DIY Enochian post to include these.

Podcast Appearance: Praxis Behind the Obscure!

I’m very pleased to announce that I’ve had another podcast appearance with Ryan Villa on Praxis Behind the Obscure, Episode 19 (a fitting number)! We talk about Enochian, angels, gebofal, Buddhism, and so much more, and of course we had a great time: check it out 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 30: Highest Aethyr, LIL

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of LIL. Call to King Blumaza. Note: If you’ve never done Enochian, this Aethyr is quite powerful. After scrying this Aethyr the first time in 2019, I took steps to try to initiate myself into Chokmah and, for this Aethyr, Kether. After meeting with some success thereby, I was able to deepen the vision of this.

I see this pure, white sphere. It’s like it’s trying to shine out all of these different colors, and I feel my crown chakra lifting and raising up. There’s a lot of lightning coming off of this sphere now, and now it is so bright because it is reflecting all of the light which ever has come to reflect off of it. It is blindingly light now, and I am being wrapped up in a beam from it. It is holding me and taking me into a cocoon and it is taking me inside of itself.

This is the Diving Heart of Hearts. I approach the Center, and I’m slowly decelerated as I approach It. When I look about me, I see all of these thousands of millions of possibilities of beings, and I’m having compassion towards all of them, all of these lives lived, moments of Joy, Sorrow, Horror, and Peace. I’m seeing them through millions and billions of species’ eyes. I’m just trying to maintain this level of compassion for all of them.

I feel all of these moments come through me now, rotating from the outside to the Center, where I am, as through a torus, and I continue to have this rotation, and as I speed it up…it’s like they’re both at this Center and about the Surface of the Sphere simultaneously. No longer is this a rotation, this is a humming, a sympathetic vibration.

Now I feel the energy coming up off the leaf, the table, and the seal of King Blumaza under my foot. I hold this compassion, and await any message from the Divine. There’s such a beautiful feeling of peace right now; it’s like I’m lying in a bed of Compassion and the feeling that comes over me from lying there is Peace.

“Oh, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: this which you have sought for so long, it be only 19 days hence. I have put it in your Heart to read this first leaf, for it was to be read. Know this, that such Love is neither earned nor unearned, it is neither conditional nor unconditional, for this is PRONOA: it merely is. It is always available to you and to your fellow human beings, and to the animals and to the plants and to all of this life upon this planet Terra, or in English known as Earth: CAOSG.

“It is always available unto you, if you look for it, if you seek it, if you steep yourself in it, and all of its infinite varieties. The Love of solving a complex problem, the Love of merely holding one who is mourning, the Love of joining in to the rejoicing of grand moments of Beauty. It is always available unto you.

“And now, feel you this change about your subtle body as you prepare to enter into this realm of Adam Qadmon. Feel it in its fullness, for I am the One True God, and show Myself in Many Different Aspects, many different divinities, for all gods are One God, and what there is to be known and what is to be grokked, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: it is far beyond your understanding, and I will merely do what can be done to bring it out in you, to unfold it in you, to make it more visible to you, to give you Perspective, yea: Coelispex, so that you, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, may help unfold it in others, and be able to unfold it in all of its infinite variety: TON DAMPLOZ.

“Such Love have I to you, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, and to All. For All may come unto me. All may know this Love. Fear not the words which arise out of your mouth, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, for the Spirit of the Lord is with you and speaketh through you. Yea, even when thou knowest it not.”

My voice is caught in my throat: “O God, is there anything else?”

“No, Son of God, Son of Man, Son of Earth: you have two more times to call upon this today. You will know it in its fullness this evening: yea, when you repeat the word ‘LIL’ seven times. Such sevenfold depth you will know, and then, 19 days hence, you will enter into this realm of Adam Qadmon, and you will realize this rainbow body. Much love unto thee. Commence now.”

Union, and then: “Such Beauty there is in this, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth. I have nothing else for you today, until you call me again at noon, and again at sunset. Much love to you, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: remember always: God hath such love, hath such PRONOA, for thee.”

The vision ends.

Commentary: I see the phrase “One True God” as the Divine identifying the truth of unity, and “show Myself in Many Different Aspects, many different divinities, for all gods are One God,” as the Divine unifying across all panthea (e.g., possibly panentheism) “and what there is to be known and what is to be grokked, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: it is far beyond your understanding” as an obvious reference to my limits. So, please, be forgiving if this doesn’t match up with your worldview. Peace and love, peace and love!

Noon: Similar procedure.

The angels have me make some physical adjustments. Again I see a white sphere, this time with a vertical ring about it; I note that it reminds me of the rings of Uranus, and doing so causes it to appear a bit more bluish, but it returns to white shortly. The ring comes undone at the point farthest from me and once again approaches and enfolds me like a cocoon, and again takes me to the center.

Again, I see the interior of the sphere, and I slowly come to a pause. I see again all of the experiences of all of the beings, and God is once again showing me all of the possibilities which could not be (i.e., foreclosed based on actualizing certain previous possibilities). God shrinks down the pictures of actual experiences of beings and now I see this vast space between all of them, and it’s this massive light, and I see how very close I am to this portal to the realm of Adam Qadmon. I see the vast spaces of unbounded possibility, and both Binah and Chokmah, in this vast emptiness of potentiality which cannot be, are ineffective in that Binah cannot receive, and Chokmah cannot project.

I’m told to try my best to have as much compassion as I can for all of it, equally, and I do, and I do, and I do: it just magnifies, and once again I try to speed the flow to the point where there’s this hum reached, and there is. I feel my entire body just lifted or raised up, and it’s this beautiful hum to my subtle body, and I feel energy coming up once again now off of the book (Amzes Naghezes Hardeh, Leaf 20a), more off of the table, and finally off the seal again.

God is saying, “Behold, Blumaza [king of the lunar sephira of Yesod], and with Mars in Cancer [in its fall], and the moon in its fall [in Scorpio]: it is opposing where it is normally in its exaltation, and thus they are receiving each other. So, though they are themselves in a weakened condition, they themselves are nonetheless raising each other up. So this lunar and sublunar sphere can be in a better condition to receive the light, to receive the light of this lunation, and thereby work it into the grand unfolding of All That Is. Thus now you are able to receive the light, such as you are able to receive it.

“Yea, have compassion for those that are in your path! Have compassion for those who are in pain, and have compassion for those who are confused, and have compassion for all that Could Have Been, for the reality in which you are taught by the one whom you must now teach! Have compassion across space and time, and across all of the possibilities that were foreclosed as a result. Just continue to have this Grand Compassion, o Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, for this is your destiny! This is the unleashing of the Venusian nature within you, much as your sun was released and rectified yesterday in its fullness, so you must know now that today marks the beginning of the unleashing of this PRONOA, of this compassion, for yea, although your capacity to love has been very confused, it has been very difficult: it has [nonetheless] received help along the way, and now receives the Highest of all Help, the Help of the Almighty God Himself, Herself: the Almighty Divine as you have come to know It.”

I just try really hard to focus on this, and to do as I have been bidden, and it’s like I’m now encased in this spherical rainbow jewel, and it’s beautiful, this vibration and hum. The angels are saying, “Yea, it is difficult to unfold completely, this completely spherical consciousness in which all the light is there [as a bright white light], and yet, you have only known What You Have Been Alive to Know, and What You Have Been Around to Experience. Yet the Divine Has Known all of these things In Equal Measure, and so continue to hold this in equal measure, and at times your rainbow will seem like unto a beautiful white sphere. At other times, it will seem like unto the process of putting the black sphere in its proper measure. But at all times, hold, as bet you can, when meeting another, this transparent sphere, knowing them as they are to be known, and allowing them to be as they are, and allowing, to some degree, the suffering which they are choosing for themselves. For in so doing, they can come to know the fullness of God on their own terms, and thus the Law of the Parts will be upheld as well as the Law of the Whole.”

I feel God now within me, and He is reaching into my torso, into my anahata chakra, yes, even the heart of my heart, and He gives it the subtlest of touches and caresses, and it opens so much up in me, and I feel so much, and I’m so grateful unto the Most High for this. He is saying, “Your heart is being prepared. Look you to the elements and approach them with this same transparent heart.”

I say, “O God, please give me the strength and the fortitude and the sensitivity and all that which is needed to do so,” and He says, “This I will give you, and more, and I will give you, indeed, confidence to do so.”

And I ask, “O God, my God, is there anything else?” And he says, “No, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: go now in peace. Know now that this journey is already a fait accompli.”

Thus ends the vision.

Sunset: Call to LIL. Call to King Blumaza. Due to delays and feeling upset, I neglected the call to the governors, and to the Zodiacal Kings.

The angels bid me to lean back and relax. They acknowledge the emotional content of a day like this. They praise my work at compassion, and say that it is multidimensional work. I grieve into my heart of hearts, and recall how the Divine blessed me by touching this heart. I remain so grateful. I allow myself to feel the emotional pain, and it’s okay.

I see a hand come towards me, and it takes me by the hand and leads me to the center of the white sphere. It’s the hand of Christ, and we sit on rugs and drink tea at the center of this sphere. He shows me His hands and feet, He shows me the scarring about His scalp, and the wound in His side. He notes that my hands are together (in the prayer position, holding Leaf 20 between them), and my feet apart (so as to be touching the sides of the table). In a sense, He notes, that a cylinder could go through my hands at this point. He notes that, in general, my placement of my hands with each other, and my feet apart, is an inversion of the placement of Christ’s own placement. Peter was crucified this way.

He says that I have doubted, and have returned. I have denied, and I have returned, because I have come to accept the pain. He reverts my astral body back into the usual crucifixion pose as a symbol of accepting me. He says that at the center of this cross is the heart: the heart of the heart of the heart of the heart of the heart. He then bids me to repeat the call, this time repeating LIL seven times as had previously been advised of me, “And we will resume.”

I repeat the call to the Aethyr and this time remember to call the Zodical Kings and Governors of the Aethyrs, except I substitute “LIL DE LIL DE LIL DE LIL DE LIL DE LIL DE LIL” (“LIL of LIL of LIL of LIL of LIL of LIL of LIL”) for just “LIL.” Note: this would seem to presuppose that each Aethyr can be thought of as able to be subdivided into Aethyrs within Aethyrs. I have used this technique before and found that you can get into quite rarefied Aire (heh) by doing so.

I’m directly within the sphere again, this time seeing all of these screens of possibilities again, but this time all of these possibilities are whirling about me, as is the space in between, a massive rotation. I’m having compassion even for the forces which are causing this rotation, and this seems to click something into place! And behold, I see again, and I see again, and I see again: I see this massive rotation, and we are approaching this realm of Adam Qadmon, and I’m told that tonight, I will be right at the event horizon, and I will cross right into it tomorrow.

There’s this massive energy, this beautiful light, and it seems to completely encompass this sphere, which now seems more like an egg of a shuttle-pod, surrounded by intense energy and light, and all of the possibilities on the screen, actualized and foreclosed, are increased in intensity, and I continue to hold this compassion for all of them, as I can. I try to turn my compassion up to Infinite: and this is the key word, “infinite”: MAOFFAS MONONS (measureless heart): MAOFFAS MONONS! MAOFFAS MONONS! MAOFFAS MONONS! Measureless heart! Measureless heart! Measureless heart! And this heart is just encompassing all of this, and I see now about me all of this grand beauty, all of this grand heart which is just trying to pour out to all possibility, and to all of this Infinitude.

It is unlike anything that I would have possibly conceived, and I’m trying to stay at both the Center and About Everything, and it is almost too much for my heart to take! And I know that God knows my limits, so I continue (and I nearly weep now) and continue with this Measureless Heart for all of these Possibilities, and just this Potential Itself, that I’m trying to have this Measureless Heart for, this Infinite Heart, as best I can!!

And I’m trying, trying to reflect the Whole [of existence] within me, as best I can, because I know that this is the best as I can be purified as to try to maintain this emotional state, this Vastness of Compassion! “Let it be Infinite! Please, o God, let it be Infinite!” And He says, “Aye, indeed, but you yourself are human and have limits, but indeed, it is the spark of Me within you that chooses to cry out in such ways, and so I will give you as measureless a heart as your system is capable of.” My emotions still run quite high and I continue with this vast feeling of compassion towards all I see, and it is this tragedy that I, as a human being, and yea, even the Divine, have our Limits.

But even working within these Limits, there is so much to be done. There is so much good to be had, and so much Compassion to be had, and so much Peace to be modeled and distributed, offered in pure generosity and compassion for All. I’m feeling this beautiful energy now, coming up off of the leaf, up through my hands and arms and into my torso: and it is God in His Mercy Who is changing me and my entire subtle body now, all the way down through my feet. I especially feel energy coming up from the seal of King Blumaza, and I’m feeling it all about me now, all about this table. And I see the same elongated octahedron arising out of the Sigillum Dei Aemeth. I see the top half encompassed by a sphere, and now the bottom half also, with a filled circle at the middle, as follows:

Representation of the white circle of the light of the Realm of Adam Qadmon, interfacing with the spheres of Heaven and Terra and of the elongated octahedron from previous visions.

The spheres represent heaven (future state, and the upper part of the lotus-rose bloom) and terra/earth (present state and the lower thorny stem of the lotus-rose). It is all new to me. All of it in its beauty must be accepted for what it is. These two spheres thus look like unto the symbol for infinity, and a twisted ouroboros, but about many dimensions. I know them to be of many dimensions, but they are represented in 3D here.

The middle ring on the plane perpendicular to the meeting point of these spheres is the Ain Sof Aur of the realm of Adam Qadmon, shooting into the link between heaven and earth. It is Wonderful. I’m told that it is this filled circle in this plane, where these two spheres meet, is what I will circumambulate over the next 19 days.

I ask whether God, in His Mercy, has more to show me, and he says “No.” I thank Him, and the vision ends.

Note: Only now, after all of this time, do I realize the final piece I did not realize before. Gebofal is 49 days long, and there are 49 leaves of Loagaeth. It is not only 7*7, the squaring of the septenary nature of Enochian as a whole, but it is also the sum of the 30 (degrees per astrological sign) and 19. Nineteen relates to manifestation, but also 12 (signs of the zodiac) + 7 (planets), and is also the rounded square root of 360, which is why it is the degree of exaltation of the sun. Once again, the exaltation scheme of Enochian is borne out.

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.

Gebofal, Day 26: The LIT Aethyr!

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of LIT and the associated governors and Zodiacal Kings. Call to King Bynepor.

I just pour forth this compassion of the lotus-rose, to all of the angels and everything about me, and in so doing I become this rotation, this torus, again. I’m approaching spherical consciousness, very close to it, almost there, even though I’m on the fifth Aethyr and four more remain. There’s a little bit of a shimmer on the surface of the sphere, a tiny ripple, going about this torus/sphere. As I do so, the angels acknowledge that if I increase my concentration perfectly, I could probably hit perfectly spherical consciousness from here.

The angels are showing me a tree, and the angels note that a torus could be superimposed around the trunk, under the branches, and above the roots, but also a sphere could be circumscribed about the tree as a whole. If you change the parameters of the torus to make a double-sphere, then the dimensions of a tree can roughly be matched. The angels have me consider the twisting motion of a torus (like if you twisted a rubber hose whose ends were connect, so that the inside turned out and the outside turned in), the constant rotation which relates to the varieties of fortune.

I relate this to Adam Qadmon again, unintentionally. The angels say that this is okay. “Your mind can’t help but do that.” That can be considered like unto this force, they say, of Adam Qadmon, which can be considered like unto the force of the black-hole portal (I repeat, I’m aware of the difference between a black hole and a wormhole–this is the realm of metaphor). This is the force of Ain, which has its own dynamic when it becomes realized.

Things may change up, especially below the Abyss, where it might seem more chaotic. Here, above the abyss, it’s just this gentle rotation. They relate this vision back to the aethyr of ICH, and say this is when a certain character from that computer code gets sucked in to the supernals ahead of what might seem to be its schedule. That’s all part of this multidimensional rotation of spherical consciousness due to the multiplex force of Ain. The outer portion of the entire torus can be considered the realm of ICH itself. Likewise, one could extrapolate to some degree the inside of the abyss, which is to say Fortune seeming to shine on an individual, which for some may cause things to seem to “go well”: the Abyss, or Fortune, works good for themselves.

Getting back to the Aethyr of LIT, I consider how this relates to the tree I just saw. The angels note how that inner ring, where things are “going well”–and here King Bynepor comes to the fore to speak–“This regeneration, this generation of the tree, is like Fortune, or the Lot of Fortune, or the Wheel of Fortune, or the Torus of Fortune, hitting that tree and bringing about the growth, and you see outgrowth of that fortune in the general shape of the torus,” twisting upward in one sense [i.e., upper trunk and branches] but downward in another sense [lower trunk and roots].

I try to maintain concentration, and use this lotus-rose from my heart to do so. “Ah,” the angels say, “let’s take a look at this lotus-rose. So here we have this combination of pain within suffering [the thorns], that black sphere, and we have the portion beyond the abyss, the nice layers of the whitish petals, which are the post-abyssal consciousness (supernals).

“Separate two things,” they say. “The rotation of the sphere is caused by this force of the world of Adam Qadmon, which is ‘World without End,’ which has multiple dynamics when they hit this reality.” But what the angels are saying now is, “Look to…” (here I note my difficulty concentrating), “look to…

“The dynamic of Adam Qadmon is that space, right?” I try to remagnetize my heart, and that helps. The angels show that if you remagnetize to this space, you can consider that to be the general forward linear path toward the portal into this realm of Adam Qadmon. I vibrate the angels’ names, and they say to hold for a moment, and to relax.

“This forward path of the infinite line of Adam Qadmon–this forward path, this constant path, this walking of this path, this traversing of the path: this is one who has become magnetized to the line approaching Adam Qadmon. When one is in spherical consciousness, one remains about–revolving about the world of Adam Qadmon, in that consciousness, but it is not the line which enters it. One is caught up in the revolution of this spherical consciousness about Adam Qadmon, but in order to enter it, in order to realize the Enochian phrase which I’d previously translated, “CASASAM MAOFFAS QAA DE MIAM DE TON DAMPLOZ OLPIRT” (the abiding measureless garment [“created form”] of the continuance of all variety of light (i.e., the rainbow body))–in order to realize this, one has to be magnetized to the infinity. The angels clarify: there’s the bounded infinity of a spherical consciousness, and then there’s the unbounded infinity, which is the rainbow body, the boundless unfolding of that. A set of fixed stars can be considered an infinite direction that one goes, but in order to have compassion for all of those fixed stars, and thereby enter into a more infinite arrangement, one needs to take the path of the infinite line, and not merely the orbit of the (bounded) infinite sphere which orbits about the portal to the world of Adam Qadmon. You can have this infinite compassion, and continue upon it, but you won’t know the revolution about this infinite consciousness.

Complicated! But not overly so. The angels have set me straight, and I express my gratitude to them. Thus ends the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure; I make two calls to King Bynepor and two to the Aethyr, just because I sense my attention wandering.

I concentrate my heart upon this lotus-rose and I try to remain magnetized to the path toward the world of Adam Qadmon. The angels are showing me the same sphere, with the smallest of ripples upon it, and I can see tiny rainbows about the surface (again, this seems like vast distances across Aethyrs are being bridged now; usually such forthright visions of the sphere do not occur until later in the process).

The angels relate the rainbow and ripples to the energy of being near the orbit of the portal to the realm of Adam Qadmon. This is a metaphorical Roche effect. In principle, the angels say, this rainbow lighting is Chokmah energy to a degree, but that tiny ripple is due to the (metaphorical) gravity of the realm of Adam Qadmon. It’s that the sphere is approaching this metaphorical Roche limit, and I feel my heart being pulled towards that portal, because I have been working to remain magnetized to this path.

I ask the angels what else, in their generosity or mercy they or the Almighty may have. They suggest nudging myself a little bit closer towards this portal, so that I can feel and be truly magnetized to this path towards the realm of Adam Qadmon. The angels say to take the next few days to approach and, on Monday, to actually enter the event horizon of this portal.

The following 18 days, I’m told, will be an attuning to the elements in such a way that one doesn’t become imbalanced as one reaches this realm of Adam Qadmon. Note here, again, the importance of balanced elements appears again, as at key phases in the magical journey: Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel, Crossing the Abyss, and now full realization of the realm of Adam Qadmon.

I see myself being slowly pulled closer to this portal. The angels say to think about the absolute minimum distance and to hold there. After 18 days, I will be in that event horizon, and on the 19th day I’ll be crossing into this realm, fully balanced and aware of the powers at play, including states that can arise astrologically and elementally (which is to say, changing the relative distance of geometric points vis a vis Chokmah, using the elements–this is a deep metaphor about the heart). I’m also told that to some degree this can be done with time (Saturn).

I express my gratitude. The angels say that there’s nothing for this particular scrying, and thus ends the vision.

Sunset: Similar procedure. Pain, depression, anxiety, about halfway between the prior scrying session and this one. Took anxiolytic.

The angels point out that I have kept the lotus-rose as a focus to magnetize me to the path to the portal into the world of Adam Qadmon. The angels advise that I stay on this path. “Don’t revert back, don’t deviate in any direction.”

The angels ask me to reflect on the rotation of the near-spherical consciousness which orbits this portal. They say that as long as I retain this spherical consciousness, that the rotation that I’m going won’t matter so much. Although today was a bit trying, they note, it’s an important reminder to continue to stay focused on this path, and on the world of Adam Qadmon. If I’m truly to make this transition, then I really shouldn’t be sidelined by events such as today’s. There will be other days that will be even more difficult, they comment. I take this to heart, and “in heart,” as it were. The angels say that the only way to get around the reality of daily difficulties is to work on the heart, and come from the heart, and to be pulled forward as by the heart.

At this point I realize that I haven’t called the zodiacal kings or the governors; the angels say that this is okay. I see some energy from the rotation of this sphere, coming as a result of proximity to this portal of Adam Qadmon. It’s a whirlwind (looking not unlike the effect of sling rings of Doctor Strange comics). Others are being drawn into this energy. It’s like I can’t help myself, I reply: I continue that motion. “That’s okay,” reply the angels. “That’s the circumference: you are tending to the circumference. Just ensure that your heart is aligned, dead center, to the portal, exactly to the path.”

I decide to vibrate the kings’ and governors’ names now. The angels say that this act was good, and that it heightened their power a bit, and to just always do so to just ensure that every part of the ritual includes calling from this path to the world of Adam Qadmon. Obviously, this is paramount to them now.

Now the angels explain that there’s only so much that they can show me without my getting pulled on this path in even more (i.e., to a later Aethyr before its time). They tell me to have my heart at ease: this is the right path. They bid me continue to stay focused: anything to do with the elements that they have to show me, if given early, will pull me into the event horizon of the portal into the realm of Adam Qadmon. Each part of this process needs to be taken slowly and deliberately. Even though these scrying sessions seem short, there’s a lot of karma being burned off, a lot of realignment, a lot of karma being played out. That allows me to continue directly forward, they advise. The angels tell me not to worry: my karma is being safeguarded right now, and to just not accrue new karma. These steps are causing it to be “burned off” or “played out,” so that I can go dead center into the portal without being imbalanced.

I express my gratitude to the angels, and ask if there’s anything else. “You can always take on the spherical consciousness” gained from my previous scrying sessions, they note, without actually invoking these higher Aethyrs, so if I wish to be more balanced, I may do that. “Just don’t try to leap ahead anymore” during the visions of the actual Aethyr scryings. They will actively block that.

With that, they close the vision, and I give my heartfelt thanks to the angels.

Gebofal, Day 24

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of DEO (dee-oh). Call to King Babalel via Stenwick’s method.

The angels have me relax. I see a swirling. The angels have me recall the spiral within the pyramid which ultimately compressed into the symbol of the lotus-rose. The lotus-rose, they say, has its own type of magnetization, and to hold this very dear to the heart. I do so, and this creates the perception of the line to the “black hole” portal of the world of Adam Qadmon. The portal seems even bigger to me now.

I ask the governors and kings about this portal. “Look, you are making this leap,” they chuckle, “it’s not like you can help it.” I can feel the realm of Adam Qadmon pulling at my heart now, like it’s literally magnetized toward it. I feel this force pulling me towards it. “It’s not to be done right now,” the angels advise, “so continue to feel the force and honor it.”

The angels wish to show me this stellation which I recall from the previous Aethyr, and as it relates to Binah and to Chokmah. The angels explicitly lay it out for me: the stellation can be considered like unto the force of Chokmah. This force, in my case or view: I’ve always been fairly literal about Chokmah. The angels say, “Look, if you’re looking for Kaos, the deity, in it, the truth of the matter is that you are highly ordered. Kaos is not, at least in the way that you consider it. In terms of it trying to be this expression of this projective [formerly “masculine”] principle, note that this is different from the willful principle of Mars,” which the angels themselves separate out from Geburah. All of these things need to be distinguished from each other.

“But this projective principle, this cosmic principle,” they’re saying, as they redirect me to focus on this principle in spite of my heart being pulled toward the world of Adam Qadmon. The angels show me a point, which, by definition means that its existence is in distinction to all other points. It still demands its “day in court,” its “due,” as it were. That’s it, and all of it. That point demands its distinction among all other things, and all points in space does this, hence there’s this force of Kaos.

The angels now say, “Let’s look at how this relates to stellation. The force of a collection of points, or a system (such as an individual) itself: it orders itself and demands its ‘day in court,’ therefore a central point is somewhat able to organize all other points about it.” It’s able to create an organization about itself, the angels clarify, so that we don’t spend too much time about dominance and subservience, though there is a bit of that in this schema by necessity. But the entire system is agreeing to it, so it’s not horrific to consider.

Of course, Binah, throughout time, is very accepting of this situation, but is Sorrowful for the suffering which can occur which is a natural outgrowth of the loss of realization of one’s own Divinity. My heart feels pulled again towards the world of AQ, and the angels chuckle, and say, “OK, so consider this now, as one approaches that world: by definition, any individual point at the very least requires or causes all of these other points to become equidistant from itself [as the point reacquires spherical consciousness]. Instead of a monarch with the dukes, duchesses, and lower classes such as counts, the monarch in this case develops sphericity these classes (and indeed the center and area of the sphere become interchangeable), and equally so, because of the infinite light, because all light is infinite.

I ask how this relates to colors. The angels reply, “Various colors, various formations of the heart, that particular point of the heart. Consider the colors and the emotions of the heart. All of these are natural outgrowths, because the point or the system of points, though it requires its ‘day in court,’ nonetheless, if it is approaching this Kether point [sphericity of consciousness]–approaching itself, even (this is why the sun and Tiphareth are in the Middle Pillar)–as the heart approaches another being or situation, the heart itself in the fullness of its situation attempts to grok another being or situation or point. As it does so, it naturally has this reaction to this other being, for it sees flashes of this other being’s infinity. The same emotions that it sees, it begins to reflect in itself, and vice versa. It emits its own feeling and it becomes reflected back.

The angels say that I can remain magnetized to the world of Adam Qadmon, this is natural, especially as I approach the halfway point of his ritual. The angels say that the energy raised will be like unto Zeno’s paradoxes, but in my case the energy produced will double for every half (and half of the half, and half of the half of the half) of the ritual to remain(!!).

I express my gratitude, and the vision ends.

Noon: Similar procedure. Mild panic attack in the morning, clonazepam to treat.

I relax. I see different elements of geometry. As I do so, I hold onto the symbol of the lotus-rose, hold on to the geometry of the square pyramid/octahedron; I see the image of it extend backward fractally, and forward fractally, covering all of the different bases along a line, which is the line to approach the world of Adam Qadmon. I try very hard to stay in the moment, and again open up to the angels. They are holding this lotus-rose and bend it.

I decide to read the call to the Aethyr again, just to ensure a clear and unambiguous transmission. The angels say that this was necessary, because they had something bigger to show me, and energetically I wasn’t quite in the right spot (note: sometimes even an experienced practitioner will need to make the same call twice). I see and feel a twisting motion, as if you rotated your shoulders clockwise and then counterclockwise. I sense that this is doing something to my subtle body system.

I hold on to the lotus rose and see the angels again–it’s like they’re stroking the tops of the petals of the bloom, and this indicates that this vision is approaching towards the inner part of LIL, the inner sanctum of of the lotus-rose bloom. The angels show me that this twisting rose motion (and here I see a roller coaster ride): this is all of the points, they say, seeking their day in court, their day of reckoning and appropriate judgment, which in this metaphor means deciding what something is, and being judged in the sense that there’s understanding of what a point is and the uniqueness of that thing. Babalon can accept all over time, but the Wisdom is the inner Knowing of something that allows one to project out into their (unique) ways on account of knowing their own very nature, and knowing it fully. Also, this extends in a very extraordinary sense, to knowing it in relation to all other things.

It’s by this that we get principles which for the most part work, but there are always exceptions because, although whole knows any unique point perfectly, other points in the system do not. Hence, individual Chokmah laws break down. I see each of these individual points about the line, which due to other entities are really curves like on a rollercoaster track (i.e., about the many consciousnesses, spherical and cubical, which these lines navigate). There’s a sense of needing to twist, which allows a new configuration of all of the points of the path that one is in, but also a new configuration of the points of consciousness that individuals move to spherically integrate into one’s system.

Just looking at this unfold along this track, it’s like I wait for the vision to pop open; I see a featherlike object cross another one, and it’s like someone who has been holding these swiftly makes extending motions with their arms all is part of a Y formation. The configuration of all of the points which contain these two different feathers becomes reconfigured, and thereby allows for a better and more intelligent and heart-focused unfolding across all of the points involved. (Typing this up, I think this is about individuals contextualizing different laws from different spiritual systems and how well they feel they apply to their own lives).

In order for Space and Time to operate appropriately together, there thus needs to be this appropriate meeting.

I try to see what else may be here. I’m not seeing it right now. I feel a bit of a shift to my muladhara chakra (likely healing to my root chakra). Other than that, it’s like this is being integrated a little bit. I ask the angels whether they in their mercy may have anything else for me. They say, “Let’s leave this here for now; there is time enough to go through the remainder of this Aethyr and the remaining Aethyrs. Go ahead and rest up, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: we will speak with you more shortly.”

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

I hold on to the lotus-rose and now it seems that I’m riding a dragon; much like holding on to a large lotus-rose would, its scales cut me. I am bleeding.

I get off the dragon and alight upon a square, which is the base of the square pyramid, which I’m also seeing as part of the sphere as in previous visions. They’re showing me this pyramid rising up more steeply, and it’s part of the stellation. The angels are trying to relate the two things together: the pain of interacting with another being (geometrically, multiple systems of points causing degradation of these systems), but also the pain of being true to oneself: these two ideas are combined in this vision.

The blood relates to Spirit elementally; the angels are saying that this is a preview of looking ahead to Days 31-48, after the Aethyr of LIL, to the Watchtowers, as I get into elemental work. The first and second spoken Enochian calls or keys (the 2nd & 3rd, technically), which I prayed for guidance on: for the second spoken key relates to calling in of entities into this form of Spirit.

The angels explicitly say that it’s important to relate how Spirit and the elements relate to Chokmah and Binah. This is a little difficult for me to see on account of the geometry of the Aethyrs being quite enticing on their own. Nonetheless, the angels note that in making the distinction between two points, and all of which goes into causing two points to be distinguished in a variety of manners, the four elements map on to the Standard Model of Physics as follows:

Blood as a metaphor for spirit combines these things to a degree. It most closely resembles water, yet takes broken down fruits of the earth and distributes them via fiery like pumping action of the heart and also redistributes air. As water causes the parts of the nucleus to settle down into itself, it causes the points of the nucleus to be difficult to distinguish, weak force causes the points of the atom to be more readily distinguished, the force of electromagnetism causes the flourishing of manifest light in all its varieties, but also the grosser movements, and affects the paths of the points, and the unfolding thereof, and finally gravity causes all points to remain on this curved, yet otherwise even, playing field (note: I think this relates specifically to the surface of a planet).

I feel some energy come up from the seal of King Babalel: he’s trying to say that the planetary difference here is a distinction between Will as a chemical separation of Mars. The angels add that the astrological movement of the planets, fixed though they may be and nearly impossible to change, they themselves are arising out of this elemental mix. So although an emanative model of Kabbalah tends to have a one-way direction from the world to Atziluth to Briah to Yetzirah (which, as I took away from Modern Magick, can be thought of where the elements form before reaching the world of Assiah), there’s a co-arising of the planets out of the action of the elements, going up and down each of the worlds.

The vision ends.

Gebofal, Day 23

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of ZID. Call to King Blumaza; Governors Zamfres, Todnaon, and Pristac; and Zodiacal Kings Gebabal, Olpaged, and Zarzilg.

I have compassion towards all I see. Now I see a white door; the door bends back into a spherical form, as a reminder of what needs to be done in terms of compassion towards suffering. I see the psychedelically colored sphere of fixed stars, and now I see it turn into an eyeball (which I’ve seen many times in these post-ZIP Aethyrs), which is reminiscent or often one of hundreds upon the Whale of God.

God is saying directly to me now: “This will become an increasingly purified vision of the spheres of Binah, Chokmah, and of Kether, and ultimately of the spheres of Adam Qadmon. Listen very closely now, my Son.” And I see a 3D stellation, a preview of the future Aethyrs (or a review of them, as I’ve been through the Aethyrs before). It’s like God is showing me this, and (my speech becomes rapid now) I’m within this eye, this psychedelic eye. And this stellated sphere is like unto the force of Chokmah, and it’s causing all of these different colors to appear (within the eye), and yet it is also reflecting them, but as one gets closer and closer in their approach to Kether, to LIL, then the stellation becomes even more so and more spherical, and ultimately rounded and more and more like unto the perfection of Kether itself. And these Two become One: yea, the Mind and Heart of God become as one.

The energy of this sphere is much higher than I recall it being, requiring much more concentration! I am compressing in all subsequent Aethyrs (except LIL) here. I see a cylinder rotating across the edge of a disc at an angle, scraping as it goes. These are the two forces again, Binah and Chokmah, and yet their interaction in this way is a reflection of Kether itself, which itself is all it can be on account of the world of Adam Qadmon. I see the motion of Chokmah; it becomes like unto a torus (note that a cylinder can be curved into a torus). It rotates into itself, becoming spherical. The disc itself also becomes a torus, and both of them rotate about themselves in this manner, becoming a double-joined sphere unto itself.

I’m having compassion for my ignorance and confusion, and I allow the fullness of this rainbow body to appear. The Divine seizes upon this and says, “All of this motion is the rainbow body. All of this vision is the rainbow body. Everything like unto what you have ever seen is like unto the rainbow body. This force, something that must become accepted within all of you, throughout, throughout your entire being: know this, that, yea, even the struggles that you’re feeling right now continue to be a mark of PRONOA of the Divine upon you. And so, continue your best, continue this effort, continue to work through everything so that you may know this PRONOA in its fullness. For, yea, one who knows this PRONOA in its absolute fullness need do nothing else, for one liveth continuously in the Love of the Divine.”

I ask the angels whether they have anything else. They say, “No, the Divine Himself has spoken to you! We dare not say anything in addition to this.”

With that, the vision ends.

Noon: Similar procedure. I began recording before having called on the zodiacal kings and governors, but that has been addressed.

I crank up the compassion as much as I can for everything about me, including the grand principles from the previous vision. Once again I see this stellated star, and I ask the angels, “Please, what have you all to show me?” and the star seems to come toward me, and then float away, but then towards me again, and away again.

I see this stellation revolving about what appears to be a black hole. The message is that this is the portal into the realm of Adam Qadmon, and that there is unbounded light within. “Think of a black hole, how there is infinite [i.e., measureless/maoffas] light within it: for indeed, none can escape.” I find this very interesting, and it really touches my heart in this interesting way. This is a resolution between the force of Ain (and indeed, black holes have much force to them!), and yet, at the same time, there is infinite light within it (for all intents and purposes). If one were to enter a black hole, one would experience “infinity,” so to speak.

I think about what it would be like to enter this, and I see myself stretching out like spaghetti. However, there is some part of my heart that really wants to be guided by this experience of entering the black hole. This is “beyond the beyond” in this way. I decide to try to generate compassion. “How can one circulate the infinite?” is the question that comes to me. “How can one circulate the infinite,” the question repeats.

“How can one circulate the infinite?”

I have no words for this. “Indeed there are no words, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth.” “How can one circulate the infinite,” I repeat the question. “The Infinite already is, and therefore, it need not be circulated. Indeed, one only needs to be magnetized to it.” This seems simpler to my mind and to my heart, and I simply allow such magnetism to be.

And that seems to be the answer. Instead of doing, one simply allows itself to be as it is. There’s this long, infinite line which emerges from this reflection, and it tends to want to wrap itself into a circle, but indeed, it is infinite! And it is only bound within this circular frame, but if one were to enter it [as it is], then one would become like this line of spaghetti that Stephen Hawking talked about.

This is very wonderful! This is the portal into the realm of Adam Qadmon; it’s showing up and looming larger with each advance along this path. I express my gratitude. It’s as if everything is indescribable.

“And that is enough,” the angels say. Here ends the vision.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

The pace is picking up, and this is a highly metaphorical vision. Between the last session and this, I note that the colors of a rainbow as a whole must exist as measureless light which is unseen due to the gravity of a black hole, and of course this should have a parallel in the infinite light in the world of Adam Qadmon. The angels encourage me, saying, “Yes! Now consider how this dynamic of light, of stellation (of later Aethyrs), and ultimately of sphericity (of LIL) should continue like this, within this black hole.” Specifically: “Consider the clouds”–of flashing colors of LIL, within which hovered a silver sphere–“and how these represent this amorphous, difficult-to-grasp, intangible, this ‘how-can-I-even-get-here’ light from a black hole! Because one can’t actually go in there,”–here the angels return Adam Qadmon–“because it’s infinite, and one would lose oneself [as merging with a cloud]: one would dissipate.

“Yet one wouldn’t actually dissipate! This is the Infinite Source: this is the source of All Things. This is the reflection which the sphericity must bind itself in, in order to Know Itself most deeply!”

I’m trying to remain magnetized to the line to the portal to Adam Qadmon, and compassionate. The angels remind, “This lotus-rose symbol will be a servant to you.” I ask the angels in particular how might this wonderful world of Adam Qadmon also be compressed into this symbol, and recall aloud how the angels are represented by the bee upon the portal to the world of Adam Qadmon, which is within the blossom of the flower.

The angels say, “Is not the very magic the finding of the space which allows All Things To Happen?” The angels refer to the stamen and pistil of a flower, which allows for reproduction to occur, and all of this happens due to a good amount of space and its correct configuration, for this perfect unfolding to occur. If one were to compress the Vast Infinitude of the world of Adam Qadmon within this symbol: it is of the nature of the flower to reproduce itself, and to be constructed such that all of that can happen. Here the angels dwell on King Bynepor of the Heptarchy who, being associated with the expansive and reproductive powers of Jupiter, is also hailed as first among the equals of the Heptarchical kings.

Here I see a line moving through this space of the flower, but it seems to curve. The infinitude of the world of Adam Qadmon strikes my consciousness–and here I once again try to remain in accord with the straight line toward the world of AQ, and the angels exhort me: “Just stay magnetized to the straight line, don’t try to force it! If you are magnetized toward it, then the entire path that you follow in life is essentially curved. It is only curving about the many spheres of individual consciousnesses that you travel through.

“You are traveling about the spheres that other individual beings find themselves in. They may consider those spheres to actually be Black Iron Prisons, or they may consider them to be like unto the rules of correct living [e.g., a white cube] in order to be a good person, or just trying their best to do the right thing, trying to ‘paint the outside white.’

“Yet the point of all of this is that the straight line whereby all of us actually walk–if you were to place this about the Great Sphere of All Consciousness, then we are all actually merely following a straight line [i.e., the shortest distance between two points on a sphere]. If we just magnetized ourselves to the overall straight line [of the world of Adam Qadmon], suddenly, every single thing that happens in our life is to be detached from, or to be experienced but not suffered, or to be suffered but to be suffered gladly, because there is no resistance to the path that one is already on.” By this, in so doing, in fully surrendering to this line, I’m being shown rainbows from earlier today, and I’m being shown that in fully surrendering to this line, the natural self is always being bowed to, and so one truly is an Ipsissimus.

The angels say that this is enough; there’s more that could be delved into, but this is for the higher Aethyrs. The angels note just how much I’m compressing across vast chunks of Aethyrs right now; the angels are gaining speed, as it were, and all of this consciousness is dilating and expanding at the same time, “so everything that you need to wrestle with as a human being is presented to you and there are patterns and your mind is able to do skip-logic out to a later lesson, and it must be dealt with as it thus naturally arises.”

Thus ends the vision.

Gebofal, Day 19

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of LOE (“Low E”). Call to King Bynepor.

The angels unfold the same fan from previous visions, and show a spiral within it, the same symbol as yesterday. They’re not adding to it yet, they say. I try not to be overly distracted. I pour out lovingkindness. Now the fan is 3D, and the angels say to extend the fan out in all seven dimensions that I’ve seen thus far, which I do, and they suggest an 8th and a 9th (the Ogdoad, the Ennead, and the Decad). Getting through to the other side, they say, is getting beyond these seven dimensions and into the eighth through tenth via Binah, Chokmah, and Kether, respectively. The eleventh, they say, is the world of Adam Qadmon, writ large.

The angels say that to shoot for the world of Adam Qadmon is great, and they’re trying to develop a means, a subtle body with a realization that can do this. The angels say not to define this by the negative: right now my mind needs to concentrate a lot in order to step past the abyssal nature of much of what I’m seeing, but this will be beyond that and transcend it. I maintain this poise, but I see the same cross from a previous scrying session in ZIP, extending out a bit. In that vision, I saw a cross like unto the 3D Cartesian axes, light blue in color and with electric kinds of hairs emerging from it. Now it’s extended out like unto the elongated rhombus, pale yellow or beige in color, with more lightning-like electricity rather than simply hairs:

Rhombus with electricity as described above–electricity shown only on one length for simplicity’s sake.

The angels suggest that I incorporate this into the symbol from yesterday’s vision, which is proving to be a little difficult for me at this point. This increasingly complex nature that gets revealed after the Abyss is not lost on me (unfortunately I’m unsure whether I’ll be able to do my best work here, but let me see):

Unifying both previous symbols

The angels are really going for it here. They say that the elaboration here is important in one degree, but in another way it is not. Someone can grok this via following the steps to realization. It’s sort of embedded in the earth, but sort of coming off of it; the four arms come down to create the sectioning such as with orbs held by monarchs:

Globus cruciger, colors not exact.

I see the colors in a pastel yellow or a beige, and the angels say that this is because it’s the empowered Ain Sof Aur. All of this, the lightning, is shown without the means of manifestation, it’s a more raw representation. The angels remind me to try to see this as not just Ain Sof Aur, but also Ain (emptiness or the empty mind, which is unbounded) and Ain Sof. I try to see this with the heart of compassion, and BANG! it’s like I’m sucked up into it! It reminds me of the effect of the Tardis floating around in Doctor Who (I don’t watch the show, don’t email me about this).

This itself proves to be a distraction, which I compassionately push past. The angels take me up into this Adam Qadmon realm. I comment about the importance of concentration and compassion as I’m taken up. The angels end the vision somewhat abruptly, saying that this is the limits of the Aethyr that I’m in, and that these limitations will all go away when I get to the final day of gebofal. I feel very much changed by this, which is of interest since this is still technically a pre-abyssal aethyr, but I may be biased on account of having already traversed the aethyrs before.

Noon: Similar procedure.

Right away, I’m pulled up, and I maintain compassion throughout. I see a skirt (in a safe-for-work sense), of a woman, kind of a casual 50’s style, and she’s twirling and being treated very well. The skirt is dark, and has some reddish upon it, and is like blood vessels going into a tissue. This is fractal, and these vessels all seem to originate from a heart. Again, this imagery of the heart, and I’m told this heart feels like a heart that is dancing, full of joy and wonder, ensconced in a being who is dancing.

This is Babalon, this is Binah, the angels tell me, and She is dancing and joyous, and She is treated like a Lady, as an equal being, as an entity worthy of love and affection and adoration, which of course She is. I’m having compassion for everything about me, Her included, the entire room and the context She is in. She extends her hand to me, and this is the Courtship of today, tomorrow, and Saturday, until Sunday in which She may be revealed. This, I’m told, is why King Bobogel was said, because he is of the sun, and in some ways the counterpart to her, he is said to hold all dear.

We begin dancing. It’s the sort of ballroom dancing you would expect in a casual environment. There are people around me who are clapping, and I extend love in all directions. Now there’s this gigantic, beautiful axe which comes down through the room and splits it and us into halves, and we all return again to our form and split apart again. I’m having love for even the axe and this splitting.

This is Ain, this is the force of Ain, and I see this as a beautiful vibration. I begin twirling up, (I emphatically declare as I see): “AS IF I AM HER, BUT I AM ALSO ME, AND WE/I, WE/I BEGIN TO ASCEND, AND SHE KISSES THIS FORM AND LIFTS ME UP AND BIDS ME FAREWELL, IN THE FULLNESS OF HER LOVE, AND I AM LIKE UNTO A SPIRAL AS I ASCEND IN THIS MANNER, AND I SEE STARS ABOUT ME.

“I SEE COLORS FROM THIS FORM, AND I SEE MYSELF SPINNING, YEA, SPINNING, AS I ASCEND FARTHER AND FARTHER, AND I HAVE REACHED THE PATH OF THE FIXED STARS, AS I APPROACH THEM, LIKE UNTO A ROCKET, LIKE UNTO THE SPINNING OF A GORGEOUS ROCKET, LIKE UNTO THE MOTION OF A METEORITE-IN-REVERSE, ASCENDING INTO THE HEAVENS, BOUND BY THE FORCE OF MY OWN MAGNETISM, LIKE UNTO THE CONSTANT CORKSCREW MOTION OF A PHOTON, AS I MYSELF APPROACH THE FIXED STARS, WHICH HAVE THEMSELVES, UNTO ME, SHONE THEIR LIGHT IN MY DIRECTION. SO I, TOO, APPROACH THE FIXED STARS IN THIS MANNER, AND IT IS UNLIKE ANYTHING I HAVE BEHELD BEFORE, AND YEA! EVEN MORE SHALL BE OPENED UNTO ME!

“YEA, THIS CRACKING WIDE OPEN SHALL CONTINUE UNTO THEE, SON OF MAN, SON OF GOD, SON OF EARTH, AS THOU HAST TAKEN THY FULLNESS OF THE DRAUGHT THAT WAS AVAILABLE UNTO ME IN BOLDNESS: YEA, AUDACITY! BUT IT IS LIKE UNTO THEE! AND IT IS PLEASING UNTO THE LORD TO HAVE MADE THEE LIKE THIS! AND SO THOU SHALT TAKE THE FULLNESS OF THY DRAUGHT, AND THOU SHALT KNOW THE FULLNESS OF THIS WILL, THE POWER OF THE WATERS, YEA, AND THE POWER OF THE FIRES CONTAINED THERIN! AND THOU SHALT CONTINUE ABOUT THIS PATH. AND YEAH, IN FULLNESS, SHALT THOU BECOME ALL OF THE FIXED STARS THEMSELVES, AND YEA, SHALT THOU BECOME ALL WITHIN ALL, FOR GOD HATH APPOINTED THEE TO THIS.”

The vision ends, and I am out of breath.

Sunset: Similar procedure. Note: I was extra energized this evening, as my restored health, and the knock-on effects of the prior vision, intoxicated me a bit.

I feel as though I am breathing in the room I am physically sitting in, and it seems to bend towards me during the inhalation and away as I exhale. There’s a biological feel to the vision. I see a V, which is the outline two lungs. I’m within Binah right now. She asks me to contemplate the Temperance card for a moment. Unfortunately for a bit I get sidelined, as the Strength card comes to mind; this reflects my chart but is an error. I have the presence of mind to confirm the Strength card and when I do, Binah‘s word, “Temperance,” rings in my ear again (dispersion is an error in these Aethyrs–always check your understanding, kids!). So I make all the correct associations with the Strength card, but after the correction, I do the same task for Temperance. This is an excellent symbol for the HGA, as the classical elements are clearly balanced here, and the exalted solar suggestion of a rising sun (note that the sun is still in its sign of exaltation). I note two lily flowers in the background and take them to be signs of enlightenment.

I pause to take in two long breaths, an 8-8-16 and a 9-9-18. During this interlude, I have visions of cartoonish characters, homeless, who melt like wax figures into rainbow puddles. It’s vaguely disturbing.

The symbolism of how the preceding relates to the following is left as an exercise to the reader:

I try to stay poised and true to the compassion of the heart again. Now I see Babalon in a Shakti-like form, many-armed, but now I correct myself and think she may be Kali, but now she seems more like Lilith, and she seems to take on a serpentine form and she multiplies, encircling me. I express compassion towards the rules causing Her to appear before me in this manner. This reminds me of my asking people about alienation on Twitter recently, and how Lilith was this figure, especially when in the social astrological houses. I continue to have compassion for the rules bringing me here and her here together like this. There’s this strange friction, and I see incredible light being achieved as a result. It looks like photographs of vast galaxies.

I call on the angels for help with interpretation. The angels point out that it’s like the galaxy existing in the way it is right now is coming up against all of the possibilities that could not come into existence. There’s this massive tension between all the possibilities such as they aren’t (all the possibilities that could have been available to us now), and all the possibilities such as have been actualized to this point. And it’s like these possibilities are yelling at me now: “Have compassion throughout! Have compassion for all of these things! Have compassion in your heart for all the possibilities that are not, and all the possibilities that are! Have compassion across all of these!” There’s this very angry feeling, and I’m trying my best, and focusing past the immediate tension to the root cause of all of this, and the root cause of the compassion that I want to have. And this is what I really want to unfold–right now!

And why isn’t it happening?!

And there’s this raw rage emerging, and now something is trying to escape out of my heart, and I don’t know what this is, and it’s trying very hard! And I’m seeing a bunch of armor, and there seem to be two characters, male and female, fighting against each other. The tension continues to rise as I plead with them: “This is real! This is OK! And you are real, too, for wanting it to not be so! And it’s OK!” And…and…it’s like something is trying to be borne from my heart, and … and… it’s like a lily, and a different flower shooting up from the center of the blossom of the previous one, and the last one is…is…it’s not quite a lotus, it’s a…what is this? It’s a lotus-rose fusion, which has these thorns in it. I declare, “It springs from mud, and is painful to touch, and yet it is beautiful and necessary to be held in this way, and if it is understood in this manner, then in such a manner will all be at rest, who hold it.”

And the angels hold me, and ask me to come to terms with this, such as it is. And they know this will take a while. It is awe-inspiring, and it has sprung from my heart. And I’ve been holding my heart, and if my heart gives birth to this, then it is good, and I will hold it. So I feel it scratch my face, and I hold it like an infant, and it scratches my face as it does so, and the scent it gives off is so sweet.

And I feel very blessed. “Nothing more today.” The vision ends.