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 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.



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.

Gebofal, Day 8

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of TOR. Calling on King BOBOGEL as with Day 1.

I’m shown seven dots again, but the angels hint at an eighth. They show me a sphered cube, and seven dots upon that. They slice it in two, and have me look at one of the cross-sections (i.e., a squared circle), which has eight points of intersection. The angels say that it’s important to combine this septenary and octonary nature: they show me the eight dots of a cube, but in taking one away in this formation, the location and need for an eighth is obvious. “As you go through this, you’ll see that the implication for the subsequent inner sphere (following an inward-spiraling pattern), then the seven “dots” of each of the previous days make the 8th, or the start of the next pattern/spheroid, obvious. Now that you’re getting to this next spheroid within the snail shell, as it were, then the next cubed sphere is like a smaller, more intimate version of the heart to be traversed.

I see the German village again, and I see a field, and I see animals approach me, but these seem like distractions that the angels are trying to protect me from. The angels have me concentrate upon this intimate cube, and I force myself to concentrate on the cube itself, not what it will unfold into. This, the angels say, is a good insight: the temptation will be to see to try to see a pattern or an insight and all of its implications, but what’s going on right now is much more intimate. “You can see the crazy-making that this could cause, with one forever chasing one’s tail with these numbers,” and their implications to the ends of the Earth and back again.

Nonetheless, they say, the chasing the tail of with these numbers is important because it makes the circumference of the heart clear. As I concentrate about the sphered cube, there’s a tenderness in my heart chakra, and on the astral I try to slowly and gently push my finger towards that tenderness, and suggested by the black sphere. In so doing, a cartoonish horror opens up from the sphere, but I gently concentrate towards the tenderness some more.

Here is a tiny white sphere, fitting within the palm of my hand, within the larger black sphere (the latter being about four or five feet tall); they say that this white sphere, like unto a pearl, must be held within the black sphere. Recall from a prior vision that the black sphere indicates dukkha. The white sphere, then, indicates the jewel of the Om Mani Padme Hum mantra, the compassion of the Buddha(s), which arises when concentrating upon dukkha. I note a feeling at the nape of my neck, suggesting the Abyss, so I concentrate some more. This is what the taijitu (“yin-yang”) symbol within the larger symbol (see yesterday’s scrying session) represents. Again, I’m told to remember the heart and the sun, and the potential for Saturn to take you in crazy-making directions. Yet both are important, for without either the ring or the center, the circle cannot be fully understood.

I’m reminded of an egg-protection physics experiment from high school–I created a cubical wireframe that had to be dropped from the first story of the high school: fun times. At any rate, I’m reflecting on how tender the egg was, and on Dee’s egg in Theorem XVIII of the Monas Hieroglyphica. For whatever reason, he put the moon and Mercury in the “white” of the egg, and the sun, Venus, and Mars in the yolk. Here, I think Dee was having a hard time reconciling himself with the moon, though earlier he lauded it. Note that the Orphic Egg is suggested by Dee’s work here, in addition to the Aesop fable.

The point is, the egg is a tender thing (for this reason, I’d put the sun, moon, and Mercury there, but Dee was clearly ranking the planets according to speed of motion). The tenderness of the heart can be thought of here. Within a person, the yolk is like the innermost heart of a person, trying to reconcile itself with reality, trying to constantly reconcile itself with circumstance and maintain homeostasis. It’s like the heart knows, but the mind is rebelling! The mind is looking to the outside instead of to the heart.

The eggshell, its white, and its yolk are like the sanctum of the heart, with Christ as the shell, the white as the Holy Spirit, and the yolk like the Creator. The egg is within our heart, and can be highly armored. The tendency of the heart is to try to protect the egg, but it’s important to inspect and ultimately unfold, however briefly, the harsh cubical armor. I see a triplicity of cubes, of the egg, and this happening in three dimensions, so this can be thought of as a Nonary.

The angels summarize: the seven can lead to the eight, and it’s important to see both the circumference and the ultimate heart, and to reconcile the two.

The vision ends. Happy Easter.

Noon: Similar procedure.

I place my right foot & left hand on King Bobogel’s seal & Leaf 42a, respectively, and a lot of energy seems to be coming off of them. My left foot, which is unoccupied, has energy coming up off of it. I do a 7-7-14 breath. On the 14-count exhalation, it seems as if there’s some energy exhaled about me, and the angels point at the idea of taking things into one’s center and releasing it out to the circumference. For us humans, we have no idea how our release of things will interact with the world, so this is problematic, so the point is to merely allow our actions to have unintended effects and to still act, and allow the effects of our release to come at us in unexpected ways. The circumference of the sphere happens in unexpected ways.

Palaces/Hekhalot: I see a palace in the sky, and the angels affirm: yes, we’re going to start a Hekhalot working. I focus on “the center” as the angels lift me into the heavenly palaces. The angels mention that this will be “like unto,” though not exactly the same, as reaching the center of existence. The angels are previewing, once again, reaching the center (on Day 49). I look back on Earth below me, and I see a palace in the center of a palace on Earth; “the palace,” I’m told, is both things. I’m being shown that the metaphorical circumference of understanding can be roughly considered to be the edge of the known universe, but that itself is often the center of our scientific focus. So not only is the Earth the center of our focus when we protrude outwards with our minds and situate it at the center of our understanding, when focusing outwards to the edge of the known universe, we try to understand Earth comparatively, and thus put the Earth at the (comparative and metaphorical) circumference of our minds. I’m told that any contemplation implies both the metaphorical sphere and its center, but also an inversion of these. There’s a metaphorical uncollapsed wave function to ideas, which simultaneously contains the extent (circumference or sphere) of an idea and its center, and they are sort of both each other simultaneously. Everybody got that?

So now it gets even more fun: I’m seeing one palace out of each eye! The left eye sees the palace at the center of the Earth, the right eye its counterpart in Heaven. In the earthly palace, I’m seeing a churning and a rotation of fire and lava–note that this is explicitly not hell, but perhaps can be thought of Iurehoh, or “what Christ did in hell,” perhaps reflecting the current astrological influence of fiery Aries, with the sun now closing in on its exaltation degree and Venus nearly at the same. I’m told that what Christ did was liberate people from ignorance, which was an active thing. Dee was very focused on the fiery Areyan aspect of the Monas Hieroglyphica.

In my right eye, I see the heavenly palace, which is light, but muted, colors: creams and grays and pale blue. The structure of what I’m seeing is identical, but the context is totally different. This looks like playing a video game when the skin of a structure from a previous location you’ve visited has changed for the post-explosion fight or something like that. The walls and obstacles are functionally is the same, but the context is different.

I reflect on the idea of heaven being, to speak in coding terms, a “future state” counterpart to a terrestrial “current state.” It’s like these two things are overlaid with each other–we rarely want a 100% change, we usually want a slight change from where we are, and if we get it, we then plan out only minor changes. This is kind of what I’m seeing. I’m within a church or temple section of both palaces, which is at the center of the palaces. I get to the pulpit area, and get levitated up here. The issue, I’m told, is that such means very different things in the heavenly palace vs. the earthly. Earth has its molten core, but I’m told not to consider this infernal or hellish, but rather the core or exemplar of the terrestrial state. The celestial version of this is about seeing the core of all possibilities.

The heart must speak to both, I’m told. Someone must both be able to see the present-state reality for what it is (suggested by the Earth palace), and yet at the same time see all possibilities within that, or parallel to that, and that will show the Tao. This is the yin and the yang principles simultaneously, I’m told. Now they mention that the rainbow body is like imagining the light principle of heaven being scattered about appropriately, as with a clear prism–but doing so appropriately, intelligently, and of the heart. I’m told by King BOBOGEL that the reason I’m really liking this is due to my chart ruler being the sun, and its ruler being in Aries.

Torch: The angels show me a torch: I need to keep my hand about the torch, which continues to light up the heart, even as everything comes at me to disrupt it or disturb it or make it seem as if it’s gone out as I approach the Abyss once more. It’s not gone out. It’s like the torch of the Statue of Liberty (problematic symbolism given current events aside) which is held by a copper figure, with the copper of Venus holding the fiery flame of the sun and of Mars.

The Lotus and the Pearl: I see now an obsidian disc (I used to have one, but gave it away). It turns into a set-sized horizontal leaves of a lotus flower, but obsidian. Each successive set of leaves is progressively lighter, and at the center, once again, is the white sphere or jewel/pearl of Om Mani Padme Hum. I’m offered it, but, I’m told, this is what I need to identify with and eventually become (the light side of “Sylvester and the Magic Pebble“).

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure, with both hands in the prayer position on the leaf, which will by my standard evening practice.

I’m shown 8 dots, which are on a sphered cube, but the cube turns into a tesseract which is “hypersphered.” They tell me that I don’t need to count the points of contact, but they’re advising me that the heart of compassion will hit levels that my mind is unaware of. There must be a divide between the mind and the heart. The heart will have a preternatural awareness that the mind simply cannot know. It’s not upon me to understand completely, but to simply bear witness, weigh in the heart, and to make my way with the heart as my guide, following the wu wei, “waying the way which cannot be wayed.”

The angels draw my attention to the very core of this, a tiny point. This can be considered the center of each human heart center, and that normally, we would consider networks to be made up of lines, but of the heart, we speak of curves, which oftentimes go around something quite large. This could be people separated not only by space and time, but also by ideology, religion, prejudice, or the like. These curves, they show me, are like unto a dragon. This dragon which connects people are like the light side of the dragon concept, such as Falkor from The Neverending Story, for people go to great lengths to connect at the heart level.

I’m shown a picture of myself as a boy, and a dragon about my heart. Traumatic events can cause dragons to encircle the heart, so it’s not so much armor but a dragon, like with Phanes about the egg in the Orphic mysteries.

If I search into the heart of the dragon, the dragon itself starts looking like a snake, and it’s like someone who begins to consume or identify with the heart of the snake itself. They become lost, either permanently (as far as this life is concerned) or temporarily. It’s kind of a primal thing, but yet there’s still some resonance with the heart of a person and the heart of a snake; one can slingshot about this condition, much as I did, they remind me.

I’m feeling more warm from the front of Leaf 42; I’m being told that now that there are no additional letters either on or facing this page (i.e., every other letter is missing), I’m going to notice more of a ZAX/Abyssal kind of energy. I’m reminded to bring the torch and light to me. It may seem worse, as I go along, but to maintain this heart of compassion and my faith. The heart of compassion is even within the heart of a snake, they tell me.