## A Hypothesis for the Number of Cards in the Tarot Deck

I had an insight a few months ago about the Tarot that, to my embarrassment, I did not write up a post about. It is a hypothesis about why the Tarot deck has 78 cards.

There are, of course, 22 major arcana cards, often called trump cards, in the Tarot. This, of course, is the same as the number of letters in the Hebrew alphabet. And Frater RC’s interview with Stav Appel suggested that in one early Tarot deck, there was a lot of Judaic symbolism to the pictures (which has been altered).

It occurred to me–somehow–that this might relate back to Dee’s use of “Kabbalah” in adding up the cross-sums of Dee’s values of the the divine name YHVH in the Monas Hieroglyphica. Dee’s approach made this add up to 24 because he used the following starting values (which don’t match the typical gematria values): 1 for Yod, 2 for Heh, and 3 for Vav. Yet what happens when the actual values of the 10 for Yod, 5 for Heh, and 6 for Vav?

10 (Yod) + 5 (Heh) = 15
10 (Yod) + 6 (Vav) = 16
10 (Yod) + 5 (Heh) = 15
5 (Heh) + 6 (Vav) = 11
5 (Heh) + 5 (Heh) = 10
6 (Vav) + 5 (Heh) = 11

The values, interestingly, add up to a grand sum of 78, which matches the total number of cards in the Tarot deck. I believe that this is compelling, if perhaps not conclusive, evidence that the number of cards in the Tarot deck–as with the number of major arcana cards in the Tarot deck–is 78: it shows the Judaic influence on the Tarot itself.

Interestingly, the number of letters in each Watchtower tablet is 156, which is double 78. The black cross of the Great Table uses each 5-letter name of God (EXARP, HCOMA, BITOM, & NANTA) twice, which suggests that the 156 itself is a doubling of 78. The Daughter of Fortitude (whom Crowley dubbed Babalon) is Herself associated with the 156 as well. Finally, it should be noted that the Tetragrammaton value of 26 (10+5+6+5) is one of the 32 words associated with a unique Enochian word (OX).

## Gebofal, Day 18

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

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

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

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

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

I express my gratitude. The vision ends.

Noon: Similar procedure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The vision ends.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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