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 45
Note: None of what follows constitutes medical advice. Consult your physician before making any changes to your health-related habits.
Sunrise: Call/Key 5, (most practitioners refer to this as call 4, for it is the 4th spoken call). Call to King Babalel. Call to Governors Nocamal (LIT), Tahamdo and Nociabi (OXO), and Ozidaia and Calzirg (LIN) and their respective Zodiacal Kings Alpudus, Zarzilg, Lavavoth, Arfaolg and Arfaolg.
King Babelel arises, and shows himself to be a mixture of water and fire, but now also earth. He shows himself digging through the earth, plottingly and ploddingly. He shows me the many different qualities of earth, and the admixtures that can come thereby. He specifically asks me to consider that the power of Natural Substances to be related to matter itself. So, whereas we had with the four fundamental forces relating to the elements (earth to gravity, water to strong force, air to weak force, and fire to electromagnetism), here he says we can also liken them to the four usual states of matter (not made in a lab): solid to earth, liquid to water, gas to air, and plasma to fire.
“Let’s consider what it would mean to have a Martially separating action among earth,” King Babalel continues. Naturally there are earthquakes, but relating this to Natural Substances, he says, his power is strongest in the sense of the natural foods that one could eat and what they are composed of. He also bids me consider the soil in which such foods are grown, and ensuring that it is proper for growth and the taking in of these natural substances.
Turning to Medicine, King Babalel mentions the powder that stops bleeding, which is also of the power of Natural Substances. I concentrate on lovingkindness and the connection with him. He notes the long cycles of Natural Substances, the long preparation that it takes to discover the power and structure of a natural substance. There needs to be a great deal of planning and will (Mars); the heat of Mars is excellent for something as cold and aloof as understanding Natural Substances, he wryly says.
“It took a very long time for chemistry to come about in its fullness,” King Babalel notes, and it was just gaining that term in Dee’s day. In this case, chemistry can be understood as the individual structure of atoms and molecules, King Babalel comments (i.e., of points fixed relative to one another). The actual chemical structure of a molecule would fall under this; a chemist can immediately recognize at a glance the name of a chemical based on its diagrammed structure. Knowing this and how the geometry of two different molecules come together and form a larger structure in three dimensions: this is the real power of Natural Substances, he says.
Applying this to Medicine, there’s an even larger structure that needs to be accounted for, King Babalel continues: how to get through a cell wall or membrane that has its own physico-chemical structure via some kind of chemical lock-and-key mechanism. All of this, he says, is the power of Natural Substances and of Medicine. Of course, he continues there’s also energetic grounding with respect to Medicine, such as meditation, gardening, or running. Those sorts of things are indeed of his power of Medicine with respect to elemental earth.
He says he thinks that these are enough examples. He says that if I continue to meditate on density, structure, and finally how that relates to medicine and natural substances, that I should continue to understand more. He notes that sometimes one simply needs more of a mineral, amino acid, or vitamin in order to feel better: with respect to diet, these belong to Mars in Capricorn, he says. There’s the emotional and nurturing component to Cancer, yet the reality of what is in what is eaten: such is Mars in Capricorn.
“That’s it,” King Babalel concludes. I express my gratitude, and the vision ends.
Noon: Similar procedure.
Once again, I see King Babalel emerging, and now I see myself in an black, elementally earthen sphere, with the four colors again coming from the inside of the sphere. At first I’m within the Terran plane, but I’m taken up into heaven soon after. And now I see four tunnels open in front of me, and again, the same whitish admixture of elemental earth, water, air, and fire comes from all of them, suffusing me. I’m feeling almost a sense of a third coronation, or perhaps a preview thereof. King Babalel says that it’s time, so I accept the crowning with humility. I thank him and all of the angels present.
I ask why this is happening earlier compared to the visions of the previous two days? King Babalel replies, “The Lord wisheth to speak more with thee about a specific topic related to you this evening. Let your heart be glad. Once again, meditate on these powers, and they will be revealed unto you.”
He says he has nothing further. Thus ends the vision(!).
Note: As I type this up, it occurs to me how the symbolism here matches exactly the structure of Enochian. For a third time (and in all likelihood, a fourth tomorrow) I have been taken into a sphere, and this sphere has four colors within it, yet one without. This parallels the circle and square motif I’ve noticed.
Sunset: Similar procedure.
I feel a lot of energy coming up off of Leaf 5. I see three connecting spokes from from a handwheel to a hatch. They are turning along with the handwheel in a counter-clockwise rotation, and the hatch opens. King Babalel is behind it, and silently bids me enter into this blindingly bright light in the space behind the hatch.
Everything in my subtle body is gearing up in my subtle body now, and I’m in this light, in this light, the light of the Divine, the light of the Divine. I’m told to “Relax, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth: Yea, my Very Son. Relax completely now.
“My Very Son, you look at the Trinity with amazement and befuddlement. Spirit, Body, Soul: and yet have you not already seen this in the Trinity of the religion in which you were raised?” (Christianity). “‘Mediator’ be the word that you are looking for. Mediation: that Unique Thing which brings into reconciliation the other Two.”
“I don’t know what to say, o my Lord,” I whisper.
“Triple-crowned king though you may be, there be indeed one more crown that may be offered unto thee, and note: the triple-crowned King Carmara would thus be crowned about you as the four kings of the Watchtower tablets. And so he be able to mediate, and two given kings, but by any two, he can thus mediate all of them. And you, in thy mediation, o Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, will have his crown as well. For you will be able to slip in between all of the different rules: between fire and earth, between water and fire, between earth and air, and between air and water.
“Thus will you be able to mediate among them as you see fit, and you will see fit on account of the perception that I will lay before you, that will be fused with your very being, much as you have come to know how fused you are with the universe in which you operate. Therefore, rejoice, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth, for clarity will be given to you, much as clarity hath been given to you at many times throughout this process. So shall this be a permanent clarity, and it will be as if you can step behind any given situation and, to use the phrase that Jessa Reed constantly refers to, you will be able to manipulate the ‘wiring underneath the board.’
“Your heart has so many places it wishes to go, but the main thing be: how to allow others the means to transcend suffering, in all of the various ways that it may be transcended. Let this be your lode star. Let the Work upon thy Heart continue: in Its Joy, in Its Sorrow, in Its Pain, in Its Pleasure, in Its Pettiness, and in Its Grandeur: let It endure. Let It continue. Let it go through all of the levels of the Heart. Blessings be upon you now, my Very Son.”
“I give thanks to Thee, o Lord.”
“I hereby grant my blessing unto you.”
Thus ends the vision.
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:
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:
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 20
Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of ICH (twice due to a lack of concentration the first time). Call to King BALIGON after Stenwick’s method. Once again, though I may have not made it clear from recent visions, I am generating compassion, and sitting astrally upon a throne. I align all seven chakras concentrically, and the legs of the throne are an exact cube. I also call on the seven angels of today (3 zodiacal kings, 3 governors, and the heptarchical king), in rounds of seven (I’ve been doing seven rounds more or less from the beginning).
The angels open a zipper, and I see an eye from the separation of fabric. It’s a catlike or Sauron-like eye, and I’m drawn/pushed/pulled towards it. I enter the iris. About me is red. I concentrate and show compassion. The red pours into a figure in front of me, and it’s the Flash, an evil version of him (as opposed to all the other speedster villains, let alone his complete Rogues gallery!). This version runs around me, and I’m just having compassion for all of this showing up in this very dispersive way.
I pause to call on the angels; doing so two more times in addition to the seven times I called on them earlier seems to do the trick. This seems to have taken me to the opposite side of the eye, the retina, and they open it like a door. White light pours in, and I’m bidden to walk forward, which I do.
Now I’m at a halfway point, and I see (in the white light in front of me) computer code characters like from The Matrix. In front of me, it’s flowing upward (exalted knowledge), where as behind me it descends into this black wave or goo (the angels confirm that this is Choronzon). It’s like where I am it’s literally looking like a “mouth of the Abyss.” There’s this big cresting black of information, looking like a “heavy” (tall, surfer-worthy) wave, sort of held in this position as from a force-field, and I’m in the spot where it would normally be about to crest and knock me over. On the other side is light and well-ordered information. And all of this is being exchanged in an orderly manner, basically on account of the latter. This is the maximal height of the infernal realms, I’m told–but no further. The green bits of code themselves, and not the infernal portions, get sucked into the white part.
I have compassion for all of this. It’s very wild. I stay enthroned, and the angels remind me of the checklist: enthroned, compassionate towards all I see, all possibilities that were or could have been, and to continue to do this across all of time. At this point, it’s probably to try to condense all of this into this lotus-rose symbol. It will seem like unto mud at bottom, if you hold it there, and like pain if you hold it at the stem, and the blossom will always be attached there.
But now the angels are telling me to progressively move inward from the sepal to the petals and finally to the very center of the bloom. I see a bee emerge from the flower. It reminds me of my first trip through the Aethyrs, but even the bee within the flower could sting me, but only if treated badly.
I’m taken now, by a caped superhuman character (I’ve been watching Invincible on TV lately). It’s like I’m being tested, so he punches me several dozen times quickly, but this is more like additional subtle body therapy on the being’s part. I maintain concentration, and offer the hero a lotus-rose, and he disappears. The angels disappear, and it’s like my subtle body had simply absorbed the energy of the punches and sustained no trauma.
Noon: Similar procedure.
I see a smile, and it’s Venus flytrap smile, and it approaches me and swallows me. The overall shape of the mouth which swallows me is spherical (note: see previous visions on the black sphere) but I’m swallowed into a white space, not into a belly.
The angels suggest I begin fusing previous symbols. The cube of the throne is simplified into its 8 corners, which are now the thorns on the rose. The concentric spheres which were my chakras can now be the petals of the lotus-rose. I hold the flower by its sepals, and a few of the sepals seem to unfold like inviting fingers; I decide to put one finger out and it curls around my finger like an infant finger does.
Yet for the rest of my hand I continue to hold the flower about the stem, but ask the angels whether I ought to hold it in a higher location. The flower itself sways about the stem like Baby Groot. There’s something about the bee in the center of the blossom, now. It comes to sting me below the right eye (again such an eye would see good, whereas the left would see evil). The bee takes its hat off (yes, it’s wearing a hat), and flies back to the blossom.
The gold-and-black remind me of Tiphareth and Da’at, respectively, with the latter being associated with “crossing the Abyss.” Thus this could represent the path of Gimel between Tiphareth and Kether, which includes Da’at. Nonetheless I’m also reminded of how they transport and sometimes eat pollen and collect nectar. Finally, I recall from a previous vision that the angels likened themselves unto bees of the Divine’s projects, often leaving structures for humanity to use.
I continue to process the many qualities and activities of bees. In this context, bees gather from the heart. Now, the angels say, is a unified symbol which can be used to integrate this into an entire angelic system. This is how things ought to go, they say. The angel is at the center, at the apex. The remaining symbols can be fused as follows. The square pyramid (by extension, the regular octahedron) is like unto the stem (because it is a dual polyhedra with the cube), and is the difficult work it takes to create this sort of awareness out of suffering. The lotus is like the symbol atop the pyramid (recall we saw this as a sphere earlier), the spiral about the earth is like the lily of the lotus, again in a roughly teardrop shape. All of this works fractally, up from the “world” of an individual person to the entire planet or even universe. At this last level, the bee merely sits upon this apex of the collective heart of all, resting within this glory, which is the heart of the Divine.
This apex shows an opening all the way across the Abyss into a very narrow window into the world of Adam Qadmon. I can see directly across the Abyss, and there’s this portal or wormhole awaiting for me at the very end, and as I get to LIL, I can see, all will be much more apparent. It dawns on me to scry a sevenfold LIL (“Madriax dspraf LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL de LIL”: “O you heavens which dwell in LIL of LIL of … of LIL”) at the very end, and the angels say yes, but to save that for the evening, which will lead to me saying the name of the heaven seven times in all. Audible! I express my gratitude.
I see a hawk about the wormhole and the bee is trying to fuse with it. It reminds me of Aiwass and Heru-Ra-Ha. I’m trying to see more about it, and I’m trying to concentrate into this point to see more. It will be grokked, the angels inform me. The only way to see into it is to cross the Abyss, so I’ll save that for tomorrow and Sunday.
The vision ends.
Sunset: Similar procedure. As with last night, I have to repeat the call twice due to poor concentration.
I’ve noticed a distinct group effect to this ritual in my social circle, so I do my best to hold them in spirit as I focus on the lotus-rose during this part of the ritual. Energy is coming up off of the leaf and the seal. There’s a strong emotion to continue to hold on and complete this task due to this group effect arising in me, and I know that tomorrow will be the climax of that, and I’m tempted to look ahead to Sunday when this part of the ordeal will be over, but I see Babalon smiling at how I have no idea what I’m in for on Sunday.
The energy of my arms is quite noticeable, a rising energy, and now it seems to flow from my torso into these arms and into the hands and finally is raised in a vertical plane of energy into the heavens. I see quick visions of what I’ve seen before: I pass through the eye of Sauron, past the wave of black goo full of green Matrix computer code, and fully into the whiteness, or at least the first two are behind me. Here, this whiteness, is the Abyss. It’s white because of how tightly I’m holding onto the heart, and I’m being given a lot of support to do so, and express my gratitude.
Now a welling-up of emotion towards those who I’ve had raw emotions about today: friends, acquaintances, and now even people from long ago. I force myself to hold them in my focus and the pain I’ve caused them through so much Will (now I remind myself that my experience of the nature of dukkha won’t be like this all the time). I want so much, because I am intensely aware now of all of the energy of the sum total of any and all bad behavior I’ve ever done, because it’s condensed into this moment, yet it’s combined with all of the people who are harmed by all of the harm done by Anyone, Ever and at the same time, it is this vast cosmic energy, and I see myself as a Cosmic Unity of Raw Pain of Sentience, like me in the position of Batman holding Jason Todd, but instead it’s me like an Alex Grey painting, and I’m in full cosmic color holding a limp, departed soul and looking upward, Pain on my Face. Yet I’m still holding this same compassion and trying to hard to relax, though my heart chakra and mind race at 100 miles a minute through the agony of It All–
OK. This is it, and it’s okay. It’s okay, and it’s perfect as it is, and any other project notions of perfection that you may have: the act of thinking them is itself perfect.
Now I feel some energy on my two shoulder blades, and there’s like some miniature psychic surgery going on to my heart chakra. Now I see something like unto a squid but beholding it now, I see that it is like a jellyfish, but actually is, an eyelid forming full 360-degree circle of eyelashes, with no eye. I don’t know what to say, and perhaps there’s nothing to say to such. The skin makes a bubble and it uses its eyelashes to make a circle on the whiteness and then enters it, and upon its eyelashes, the skin making an elegant half-sphere.
There’s a real opportunity here for Grace. This is the intelligence and perhaps what can be considered the heart of the Abyss, and I hold compassion for it. I see a drip into a sphere of water, like slow-motion. The angels say that I need to be able to grok this. “Reach in and grok this without disturbing it.” The sense I get is ignorance, which means “without knowledge” but specifically without gnosis, a spiritual, illuminated knowledge of one’s own Divinity, which is the kind of knowledge that should immediately trigger Understanding of Binah. The issue here–and here I get something of a warning look from an older man with an inner head-strap set (such as you would see on older astronauts) and glowing blue, laser-vision eyes–and here several words come to me: violence, turning-over, schism, splitting–none of these are right. I recall the origin of Chokmah as an input-output necessity created by any neuron, the first time I scried ICH a couple of years ago. The original input must by necessity be transformed.
Now, at the universal level, what the angels are talking about is the transformation of reality from one moment to the next. If you reduce the universe down to a series of space-time stamps, one instant to the next, and these to be like 3D versions of frames of a film and put them in order, then from one moment to the next, Da’at is like the sum total of all of the rules which causes the spacetime transformation. It is an absolute, with no regard for whether one is a human being or an atom of hydrogen on Jupiter or a photon being absorbed in that instant by a neutron in a neutron star. It’s an absolute enforcement of all of the rules enabling this transformation. Note that here we have both time and space, suggestive of Binah and Chokmah, but stripped of awareness or sight of its own Divinity: such a tragedy! I reflect for a moment on the Tree of Life about how it could go from Geburah to Chokmah.
This is why it’s so difficult to get into the higher sephiroth such as Binah: if you want to Understand why a Divine principle works, it must be absolute and to your core, whether you Like it or not, or what you may have Expected it to Be or not, or like something you were Taught in School or not. As far as the Meaning of this is concerned: this may be sum total of the rules, but getting into the Why the Rules of why things are like this in the first place is when the individual is stepping into the Supernal rule. Because Da’at offers no reason for them here.
Now the Leaf is almost done, so I return to the circular eyelid. I love it and I accept it for what it is, and with that, it passes outside of its circle, and I walk into, through, and past its circle, and through a door, symbolic of my encountering the Abyss itself tomorrow. I’m seeing how certain things want to be revealed and understood at each Aethyr and am respecting this. I ask the angels, the zodiacal kings and governors, and King Baligon, whether they have anything else. They give me the lotus-rose to me, and it scratches my face, and I’m holding it with half of my fingers on the inside of the sepals and being held by them, the other half still holding it from the outer parts of the sepals.
The vision ends.
How the Pieces of Enochian Fit Together, Part 1
This is a little trip into the various bits of Enochian—the Heptarchy, Liber Loagaeth, and the Watchtowers/Aethyrs (for the purposes of this post, I’ll use the angels’ characterization of the last as a single part of the system).
It occurred to me last night, as I was falling asleep (my hypnagogic mind is way smarter than this waking mind is), how very well these parts match up with the 360 degrees of a circle. Causabon’s relation has Gabriel describing an angel who “governeth Hyleich, which is the matter of the four Elements, and which onely is an Element” (this suggests the element spirit), the “Princes and Governours also of the 4 Elements…The angels also of the 48 angles of the heavens.” Angles indicates geometry, and is suggestive of astrology. “Forty-eight angles” suggested each angle was 7.5 degrees to Dee–360 degrees divided by 48, and, as Leitch assesses, likely an astrological inference, and rightly so.
Then it occurred to me that there is an interesting structure to the elemental Watchtowers: four kings, 24 ministers, 16 kerubs and 16 so-called “lesser” angels–60 in all. For each of the elements, this comes to 15 angels. I considered how these might be arranged: there are three signs for each of the four elements in astrology (twelve signs in all across the 360 degrees of the zodiac). Each sign thus has 30 degrees and in each element are 90 degrees in all. This matches well with the 15 angels; each angel can occupy two degrees per sign per element, and this twoness makes sense if one one considers the duality of sect (note also that the first two of the first 16 spoken Enochian calls reflect a duality in themselves: invocation and evocation).
Another thing occurred to me: the four watchtower tablets together have 156 letters (156 being closely associated with Babalon), yet the Great Table (the original or the Tabula Recensa) itself has 176 letters–if one counts the elemental names of God–EXARP, HCOMA, BITOM, NANTA–only once (each name is duplicated in a mirror image) in the Black Cross. Thus, we are four letters away from 180, and it occurred to me that PELE, the name on the ring “without which” the magician “shall do nothing,” is four letters–combining this with the Great Table thus creates 180 letters–which can also be considered to have a duality in the sense of sect, thus nicely totaling 360 to match the 360 degrees of the zodiacal circle (and circles in general). Note also that the arrangement of the four tablets–earth opposite air, and fire opposite water–matches the first two signs of the first half of the zodiac and the first two signs of the second half of the zodiac: Aries, Taurus, Libra, and Scorpio (this is the order they appear in the zodiac), which are ruled by Mars, Venus, Venus, and Mars, respectively. The order of these signs differs in the order of the Tabula Recensa, however: Aries (upper-left), Libra (upper-right), Scorpio (lower-right), and Taurus (lower-left). This further suggests a mirroring which differs from the mirroring of the Thema Mundi.
Yet I have been working with Liber Loagaeth, and this raises another question: if the Watchtower angels are called with calls 1-18 (2-19 if one considers the first call “unspoken”), and this matches Leaves 2-19, then what of the final 30 calls and final 30 leaves? Here, again, we have a nice overlay with the number of degrees of the zodiac; each Aethyr matches each degree of all 12 signs of the zodiac, and the most powerful Aethyr, LIL, matches the most powerful degree of each sign, the so-called anaretic degree. My experience with LIL was of a sphere, suggesting the realization, in three dimensions, of a circle. However, LIL relates to Kether (“Crown”) in the Kabbalah, not Chokmah (which is ruled by the zodiac); this understanding of the crown is the realization of the unity of space and time, and hints of the unified forces of the universe. Scrying the Aethyrs brings one into a realization of the fundamental unity of the forces of Binah/Babalon with Chokmah.
Naturally, the Zodiac has within it seven planets which rule the 12 signs of the zodiac, and the last of these planets, Saturn, is said to rule Binah. This brings us back to the Heptarchy, and the septenary nature of the Heptarchy and Loagaeth. The angelic kings, princes, and ministers of the Heptarchy occupy 343 (seven cubed) letters of the “Tabula bonorum angelorum invocationes,” which is seventeen less than the number of degrees of the zodiac. Considering A) the unspoken call as suggestive of the center of a circle, and B) the 1st and 2nd calls as being an artificial duality of i) interior and exterior, ii) invocation and evocation, iii) sephiroth and planetary rulers, iv) two circles allow for a third dimension for a sphere. Thus, the first nineteen initial calls can be conceptually reduced to seventeen, and the Heptarchical system can be numerically linked with the overall structure of the Watchtowers.
One thing I haven’t mentioned yet: Liber Loagaeth! After Leaf 1 (which is 4361 words followed by 9×49 cells of individual letters), each of the next 27 leaves (excluding the titles!) has 4802 letters (2401 per side), which, after subtracting a center letter in the middle on each side (see prior posts), comes to 4800, or 48 * 100, or 360 * 40/3. The next 20 leaves, excluding titles have half this number, 2401. The final leaf is five tables of 21 letters, or 105. Excluding Leaf 1, this gives us, excluding titles, 177779 letters (hm, a preponderance of the digit 7!). I went ahead and added up the number of letters across the titles: 1614 letters. Overall, this comes to 179393 letters, and this is a prime number(!). Leaf 1 has 10851 letters on side A (according to my excel document, which I have tweaked to account for punctuation, but may not have caught everything), which is a prime number. Leaf B has 7785+441=8226 letters. Unfortunately, this doesn’t add up to something useful yet, but I’ll keep looking. 🙂
Simple Shortcut When Ascending the Tree of Life
There are shortcuts to things in life, though shortcuts are not always the best or cleanest way to get things done. Yet when you’re starting from a low point and want to get to a higher point, rather than practicing the same old techniques in drudgery until the slow accretion of effort pays off years later with achievement, or its opposite of a shortcut to the trophy that is devoid of mastery, it’s probably better to use both practice and the occasional shortcut to make your empowerment work faster.
The ascension of the Kabbalistic Tree of Life is the purpose of many magickal orders. While I have no grand techniques for preparation for initiation, and initiation itself (the LBRP or the Abramelin Operation still work as they should!), I have an “all-of-the-above” approach to magick, and believe that cross-pollination has interaction effects. Hence, the shortcut: sigils.
Sure, you may already know about sigils, but why not create a sigil to enable old-fashioned initiation? Sometimes we don’t think to put “new wine into old wineskins,” but we do it all the time, we just don’t think of it that way. Meditation is used in concert with being a good person, magick is used in concert with meditation, and sigil magick can be used in concert with Tree-of-Life magick.
The technique itself is rather simple: create a sigil with the intent along the lines of “I initiate into [name of sephirah, e.g., Yesod].” Charge it, don’t obsess about it, then continue going about your normal efforts to initiate into that same sephirah. What you should find (as I did) is that new techniques to initiate into a sephirah appear, or that your current efforts accelerate. I myself used sigils to assist with initiation into Binah, Chokmah, & Kether.
Get creative and clear with your intent, and don’t be afraid to iterate: “I deepen my initiation into [name of sephirah]” and “I complete my initiation into [name of sephirah]” are wise additional sigils to fire off after you surmise that you have succeeded in your initiation into a given sephirah. You must still do the hard work, but the hard work should pay off more quickly.