XXIX: Eagles

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XXIX NESIKER

Servitors: Igarag, Manties, Mara, Katsin, Irminon, Ismerik, Sigis, Gesegas, Kosem, Erimites, Nasi, Ramoras, Izozon, Isagas, Romoron, Soterion, Negen, Nagar.

The word at the outer of the square, NESIKER, derives from the Hebrew נשר (Nesher), ‘Eagle,’ with the word forcibly split by the word IGARAGI in the central cross, which is a mirrored expression of the spirit name Igarag, which expresses concepts relating to coldness, ice, crystals and frosts.

The Vision

Bright pin heads of lights, like stars, appeared in a black sky accompanied by xylophone music before water poured out of the blackness, as though from a cup, into the earth below. Pouring into the domed vessel of the Earth, the water ran down a hillside to create a river that ran down to a pool in the basin of a valley. It was twilight in that place, which had the feel of a place in-between.

I walked to the edge of the pool and in its reflection saw the face of an eagle looking back at me. I looked around to see if it was above me, but there was nothing else visible in the growing blackness of the sky. I looked to the water again and saw the eagle, appearing more solid now, and then his reflection jumped out of the water and he flew onto my right shoulder. I turned to face him and looked into his eyes and received his communication. He explained, in a slow, deep voice, how he had descended from the highest pinnacles of the universe, but could only communicate through the reflections of things, such as in waters and reflective surfaces, in this place as the naked eye could not perceive him. I understood that the form of him that I looked upon was only visible as it had manifested via its reflection in the water, but was not truly him. I was aware at this point that other eagles were circling the black skies overhead, though when I looked up to try and see them, I found them to be completely invisible. The eagle then told me that its eyes were the reflective surface I could look into in order to receive a vision from him.

On doing that, I had a vision of two men sat at a table before a drawn curtain in a pub, inn or some other kind of public place. I recognised one of the men as a friend of mine who shares the same first name as I do, but on approaching the table, I realised that both men were actually me. I assumed the identity of one of these versions of myself and looked across to the other version who sat on the opposite side of the table. Looking at the table, I saw that me and my doppelganger were playing cards and the card I had just drawn was the Five of Diamonds. I looked to see what the other cards on the table were and saw that every card in my splayed-out deck was the same as that which I had just drawn.

Then the Eagle began to speak in its slow, low voice again. It asked me how I would really respond to myself if I were another person. How would I communicate with me? What would I think of me? How would I judge me as another would, and how would I deal with me when I was being difficult or confrontational? These questions, it said, were prompts to deal with myself in all of my reactions, opinions, behaviours and patterns as though I were an external entity watching and observing such things with detachment, as though I were outside of myself. The ‘other self’ I looked upon opposite me, it said, was the part of oneself that could only be viewed in the mirror, and was not the same aspect of self as the one who does the viewing.

Once this message had been delivered, the drawn curtains I had been sat next to were opened to reveal a strange, infernal scene unfolding in the world outside. The lands were grey and the skies were black and red there; and from the Earth long, white bones jutted into the air like jagged spears. Around the bones harpies and gorgons roamed, their bodies those of women with their arms entwined with serpents and their faces blank of features save for the inverted muzzles of wolves with their fangs bared protruding from their foreheads. Their shoulders were mounted by great, leathery bat’s wings and when they thrust their groins towards me and parted their bare legs, they birthed swarms of bats that bit into my flesh with tiny, metallic teeth that ripped small chunks away from my body with each bite. In the sky above them, an armoured man wearing a black helmet with long, metal bull-horns flew on the back of a great eagle watched on.

After the unfolding of this hellish vision, the eagle spoke again on the nature of hell, commenting that it represented the state that the human mind most easily fell into, as it was easier to descend a difficult slope or fall into a hole in the road than it was to ascend a steep hill or climb a tall ladder. Ultimately though, he informed me, none of what I had witnessed represented objective reality and hell was nothing but a trap that we force ourselves into, for the human mind finds it easier to imagine its torments than its delights. To demonstrate the reality of this, he instructed me to invert all I had seen in hell to a heavenly equivalent. This I did with ease, making the gorgons angelic and golden in their appearance, while the landscape glowed with sunlight over verdant meadows as soft clouds scuttled by on the wings of sweet breezes.

Yet something about this vision was far less real than that of hell, for my mind could not imagine anything of this perfect scenario not dying, souring or ending in some way. This demonstrated to me that the human psyche is far closer to hell than heaven, as with death as its permanent reminder and great terror, nothing good could ever be seen to be more than a brief reprieve. Hell and its torments, however, could never let us down in terms of their longevity and permanence. The lesson the Eagle sought to teach was that all such ideas were nought but illusion. Hell and Heaven are but mirrors of each other in the human state of being, it said, with each being just as transient as the other. What the mind should strive to do was establish the same lack of identification as that which was advised in the previous scenario where I had sat opposite my doppelganger and observed it without any sense of emotional identification.

With this said, the heavenly scenario faded and I stood next to the pool again where the skies were once more those of twilight. As a parting gift, the eagle gave me a burning torch, advising me to use its light to guide myself through this world’s permanent, semi-lit state, for with it I could see things that the naked eye could not. To test this, I held it to the ground and saw a cat that was as black as coal appear out of the night air where there had previously been nothing. Then I held the torch above my head and saw the circling eagles high above where I had previously seen nothing more than the swelling night.

Notes

The purpose of the Hebrew word Nesher being spelled with a ‘k’ as opposed to the ‘sh’ of the letter Shin can be found by studying its reversed expression REKISEM. This word derives from the Hebrew root רחש (rechesh) meaning ‘whisper’ which either expresses the pluralised form of this word as recheshim, ‘whispers,’ or combines with the Hebrew שם (shem), ‘name,’ with rechesh in order to produce the meaning ‘a whispered name.’ Other meaningful words that appear within the square lie in the lines that spell KOLAMAS, which is either derived from the Hebrew חלם (cholam), ‘dream’ or is a mangled representation of the Greek word κάλαμος (Kalamos), which relates to a type of reed found at the side of a pond or lake. When spelled Calamos, this is also the name of one of the servitors of Ariton. Also present in the Square is the word ERAGOZE – ארגז (eragoz), ‘box,’ or ‘chest.’ Despite these possibilities, none of these words appeared to have any practical relevance to the results of the work unless the association of KOLAMAS with Calamus was represented by my beginning this vision at the side of a pool of water.

The name of the spirit Igarag appeared relevance due to its connection with the Hebrew word for ‘ice’ or ‘crystal,’ קרח (qarach), which in the case of the latter word has connections to the theme of reflection that pervaded this vision.Other pertinent Hebrew words that appear in the Square are ראי (rai), ‘mirror,’ ראים (raim), ‘visions’ and מער (ma’ar), ‘nakedness,’ which may provide an alternative etymology for the servient spirit Mara.

The theme of mirrors, crystals and reflective surfaces that pervaded this vision provide a link to Chapter IV of the Abramelin, which is also used to experience various visions, with the first Square of that chapter making things appear in mirrors, glass or crystals. Also apparent in this Square is a variation of the spirit name Erimites, who also appears in the Square relating to Eagles, as seen in the line which reads IRIIMITI.

IRIIMITI

An unsettling event occurred a short time after performing the scrying, when a sound that strongly resembled the sound of a rattlesnake’s tail came from the area of the room where I had performed the work. This was not the first time that extraneous sounds have been heard from the room before or after scrying these Squares, with the sound of chanting coming from behind me while scrying the Square that grants visions of Horses being the other example. This coincided with a feeling of unease and fear I felt right from the beginning of this vision. It is notable that the rattlesnake is of the same genus as the pit viper, with vipers being particularly related to the spirits communicated with during works of Goetia such as this, which in this case featured visions of gorgons with serpents wrapped around their arms.

The square was constructed with the Moon at 5º Capricorn and was scried with the Moon at 26º Aries.

The suit of Diamonds seen in the part of the visions in which cards were being played with equates to the suit of Pentacles, Disks or Coins in the Tarot. The Five of Diamonds therefore represents the Five of Disks which, in astrological terms, equates to the first decan of Taurus. This refers to the celestial occurrence of Mercury in Taurus and signifies ‘Worry’ in the Thoth deck. Of the energies present in this decan, Crowley stated:

“The Number Five, Geburah, in the suit of Earth, shows the disruption of the Elements, just as in the other suits. This is emphasized by the rule of Mercury in Taurus, types of energy which are opposed. It needs a very powerful Mercury to upset Taurus; so the natural meaning is Intelligence applied to Labour. The symbol represents five disks in the form of the inverted Pentagram, instability in the very foundations of Matter. The effect is that of an earthquake. They are, however, representative of the five Tatvas; these hold together, on a very low plane, an organism which would otherwise disrupt completely.”

Interestingly, with the scrying being performed with the Moon at 26º Aries, this decan represents the next decan the Moon would pass into approximately eight hours after the scrying had been performed. This seemed to be hinting towards some potential event, inner or outer, that is relevant to the timing of the Moon entering this decan. The ingress of the Moon into this position occurred at 2:29 am London time, on Friday 31st August, with Cancer’s position on the Ascendant signifying that the Moon or one’s emotional ideation of oneself was indeed the matter at hand. The first decan of Taurus is also that in which the Moon reaches its degree of exaltation, which at the moment is occupied by Uranus which brings sudden, revolutionary schemes to motivate, inspire or reinvigorate one’s emotional or reflective states. The Moon remained in this decan until 8:56 pm, making most of this day one in which the issues outlined above would be relevant in some way.

XXVIII: Peacocks

Golden Idol

XXVIII MIDIKON

Servitors: Ilekel, Manties, Losimon, Asmiel, Lomiol, Katsin, Apolion, Pakid, Adon, Pattid, Kosem, Milon, Iparkas, Izozon, Nasi, Tolet, Ekalak, Kilik, Kokolon, Alpas, Ipakol, Soterion, Nolom, Amillis.

The word at the outer edge of the square derives from the Greek μυδεικών (mydeikon), meaning ‘mystical,’ while the name forming the central cross refers to the spirit Ilekel, whose name possibly derives from the Hebrew לחלל (lechalel) meaning ‘to desecrate,’ ‘violate’ or ‘defile.’ The lower case letters represent those altered by me to correct the errors that are evident in it in the original text.

The Vision

A long, thick baton made of plant matter and covered with needle-sharp spines appeared. Each of the baton’s spines had a tiny, lidless eye at its end, each of which turned to look at me at the same time, then started shifting around in a way that was quite unsettling to look upon. As I looked at the baton, a peacock came running towards me telling me I shouldn’t be holding it and instructed me to put it down. Entranced, I kept looking at it, and found it opening out into a blue fan that, with its eyes now spread all over its surface, resembled the tail of a peacock. As I noticed this, the peacock standing before me opened his tail in response then proceeded to run past me, telling me to put the fan down and run with him as something was coming. I folded it back up so it resembled the spiked baton again and ran with him.

Then it was apparent that we were in a thinly-wooded forest. Between, or rather above, the trees came a huge giant, crushing everything it trod on beneath its feet. Then, as the giant came to the baton I left on the floor, the eye-spines that ran up its length pierced the flesh of its feet and turned the giant to stone. Then, after a few moments, the stone giant crumbled to dust and revealed a golden statue of a man, somewhat like Michelangelo’s David, but carrying an axe over its shoulder. The Peacock and I approached the statue and the Peacock joyfully declared the freedom of the idol that had been encased within the giant’s great body. Then the arm holding the axe dropped down to its side for a moment then moved again to strike the ground with it, causing a small crack to appear in the earth. As the earth opened, I saw a pool of very blue water in which hundreds of frogs eggs had been laid. This, I realised, was the point where the spiked baton had been crushed into the ground by the giant’s foot, and had now changed from being a baton/tail/fan into a blue pool full of eggs. On inspection, each of the eggs contained tiny, swimming embryos.

Then, from the water, a large, shark-like monster leaped, its maw raised to the heavens, which peeled back lay by layer to reveal a bald-headed figure garbed in a robe of the same blue as the pool and tail feather had been. Its eyes, however, had skin growing over them which opened by the skin being split open into vertical slits with no visible eyeballs within them. As it gazed upon me, it said ‘speak what you wish, or rather, chant it.’ Doing so, I demanded, in a chant, to be shown the true visions of the square. It told me I was already seeing them, but then explained that none of what I was seeing was real, for nothing around us was actually there. The wood around me and everything in it was an illusion fabricated from the matter of my mind, it said, and this illusion could come in the form of castles, buildings, towns, banquets or anything else one could imagine.

The entity then told me that the mechanics by which spirits worked was through influencing the physical matter of the mind to produce symbolic communications. But, he asked me, how could I truly distinguish what was the work of my own mind and what was the work of the spirits communicating with me. As he spoke, I noticed that his feet became those of an ostrich that dug into the ground and that he appeared to be wearing a pink tutu around his waist. On noting my incredulity about such a ridiculous image, it laughed a bellowing laugh. It explained that they could encourage the mind to see anything they wished it to by the power of suggestion, it said and produced random images of foods like pineapples and carrots appeared for no discernible reason. The point of doing this, it told me, was that I had the mind couldn’t control the formation of these images once they had been suggested to it. This being the case, how could one truly determine whether the images impressed by the mind was the product of one’s own communications with the unconscious or some other extraneous entity. It prompted me then to form whatever images I wished in my own mind. On doing this, I noticed that everything I thought of came easily enough but that the things I was deciding to form images of now also seemed to be influenced by something that may or not be of my own mind.

The entity reiterated again that this was how spirits worked. They could manipulate any matter that they wished to by such power, and did so by working at the subatomic level, as they could range in their sizes from that of a particle, to a microbe or to a great giant. In such forms they could alter the forms and movements of anything physical in unseen, invisible ways, being able to effect the actions of viruses and bacteria, the movements of animals, storms, seas and buildings. Even, it seems, the synapses of the brain that produce various thoughts, images, predilections or emotional responses could be manipulated by them. The veils between the unconscious influence of the mind and the activities of spirits, it seems by such explanations, is thin and indistinguishable. To test this, I asked whether I could be made to see things I had never physically seen if this was the case, and the answer was affirmative. I asked it, for some reason, for it to show me a vision of Byzantium, and it proceeded to show me an image of a city with small white houses and red-brown sloping rooves surrounded by larger buildings with great golden domes. I stated to it that this place could be anywhere, and there was no proof that this illusion was Byzantium at all. That, it said, was my dilemma. How could I ever know if any of the things shown to me were ‘real’ in an objective sense if I couldn’t prove it either way. Ultimately, there is no way to tell if one is being deceived or not by the actions of mind, be it due to the actions of one’s own brain or by spirits who, in this vision, claimed that they worked by manipulating it.

Leaving me to consider such things, I sensed its impending departure and asked it to give me its name before it left. In response, the image of a highly intricate red and yellow banner appeared before me with various heraldic images such as lions and dragons stitched into it. In this centre, around a crest of some kind, two flowing ribbons had two letters stitched into them in red, AF on the left side and AS on the right, spelling out the name AFAS. With this, the vision ended.

Notes

The Square in question appears to have been corrupted in the original text and so was amended by myself to make its proportions even. The original, uncorrected Square appears as follows.

XXVIII CORRECTED

New Spirits apparent in this square are: Izozon, Katsin, Manties, Pakid, Pattid. Possible origins for these names are:

Izozon – יזוז (izoz), ‘move,’ ‘stir,’ ‘go away.’
Katsin – חצי (chatzi), ‘middle’ or ‘half,’ though the most interesting possibility is ‘moiety,’ which refers to something a single thing being split into two halves.
Manties – possibly from the term -mancy, related to divination, which ultimately comes from the Greek μαντεία (manteia).
Pakid – from Hebrew פחד (pechad), ‘fear,’ ‘dread,’ ‘terror.’
Pattid – possibly from Hebrew יפעת (ipat), ‘splendour,’ ‘brilliance.’

The bottom line of the square reveals a backward expression of the word MIDIKON to give the word NOKIDIM – נגידים – ‘Governors,’ which is suggestive of the influence of the Four Kings, Oriens, Amaymon, Paymon and Ariton, but may refer to any entity in a position of authority over others. NOKIDIM also represents the principle of averse mysticism due to the word it derives from mydeikon, meaning ‘mystical,’ and the aura of averse mysticism evident in the square, with its explanations on how spirits interfere with the laws of cause and effect in invisible ways in the physical world, appeared to confirm this. about it.

The nature of the communications in it had a degree of what a psychiatrist would probably call examples of schizotypal or psychotic thinking, due to the postulated statement that external entities may have an effect on thoughts. Such explanations are not entirely inaccurate, as when uncontrolled through the veils of mental illness and a lack of mystical or magical intent this can certainly be the case. However, most human experiences that can be called religious or spiritual, including visions, shamanic experiences, kundalini or other ecstatic states can quite easily be attributed to forms of temporary psychosis. The key here is the ability to acknowledge that mystical experiences are wilful experiments with the fabric of one’s psychic substance that can be used to tap into alternative states of consciousness by communicating with one’s deep and unconscious self. As the entity, Afas, in the vision stated however, there is a quandary involved in this in that one can no longer truly tell what is the product of one’s unconscious, which has been given free reign to act as it wills for a short time, and what is the product of the encouragement or manipulation of forces that exist beyond it.

The true key to understanding whether what we experience in such states is down to us or something extraneous to us lies in receiving proofs that point to something beyond the self. In these experiments this has happened rather consistently with the reception of words that I have had no prior knowledge off in ancient languages that I only have passing familiarity with. In this vision, this happened too, as the name given, Afas, appears to correlate with the Hebrew word אפש (afas), which means ‘wish’ or ‘desire,’ which is objectively relevant due to the entity informing me I could ‘speak what I wished for’ when it first appeared. It’s nature, then, was the granting of wishes or desires in the way that is mythically expressed in the persons of the djinn that emerge from magical lamps in Arabian lore. Another alternative explanation for this sort of phenomena is that the self has the ability to tap into an objective pool of information that lies beyond it, such as that represented by the Collective Unconscious postulated by the eminent sage Carl Jung. This possibility, however, is no less magical in its postulations than the idea of spirits or daemons having an element of influence over us, but I personally believe that the human mind cannot access information beyond its own experiences, but can be prompted and communicated with by preternatural entities that are extraneous to it.

The Square was created with the Moon at 12º Sagittarius and performed with the Moon at 25º Sagittarius.

XXVII: Cranes

Lucifer

XXVII RAMAC

Servitors: Nolom, Mara, Malach

The word that connects this square to cranes is not its outer word, RAMAC, which comes from the Hebrew רמח (ramach) ‘spear’ or ‘lance,’ but from that in its second row and column, AGORA, which comes from the Hebrew עגור (agor), ‘crane,’ though it may also have links to the ‘gathering place’ of Ancient Greek society. The name of the spirit in the central square is presented as MOLOM, which probably refers to the name of the servitor Nolom, whose name means ‘unknown,’ ‘hidden’ and ‘concealed.’

The Vision

I was in a plane flying over a small tropical island. I thought the plane was about to land there, but found it continuing on to another beach much further away which was cold and bleak and populated by about a dozen Flamingos. The birds ambled about their business and paid me no attention as I walked around the beach, but then I noticed a bottle with a message in it coming to shore. I opened it and the note inside read ‘fly north, not south.’ Unsure who this message was intended for, I headed towards a flamingo that looked different from the others due to it being slightly larger and with white streaks in his plumage, and told him about the contents of the bottle.

He asked, with some anger, where we were, and I instinctively answered that we were in Alaska. ‘So how are we supposed to fly any further north?’ he replied. I suggested that perhaps they should continue flying north until they crossed the North pole and began heading south again. The Flamingo chief was no more impressed than before and said that the magnetic influence of the pole made birds lose their sense of direction, so this couldn’t be done. He then grew angry at me for reading the message in the bottle before he could, as those messages, which he received regularly, were read by someone the meaning of the message changed so that its original intent could never be known by the one it was addressed to. I apologised for this indiscretion, but the bird made off in anger. I then noticed that the whole time this transaction was going on the other flamingos, who remained mute the whole time, had formed a circle around me and were staring at me with evil intent.

Then I was somewhere else completely, suddenly finding myself in a house that was furnished in the style of a traditional working class home from the 1970s or 80s. Before me stood an old man, who I could only see from behind, who was wearing a flat cap, slacks and a creamy-beige coloured overcoat. He also carried a brown leather suitcase that was bulging open due to bit being overfilled. From a crack in the case’s opening, I could see a dead flamingo’s leg poking out, which the man snapped with a loud crack and attempted, but failed, to bundle back into the suitcase. After doing this, he headed towards the brown, wooden front door at the end of a beige hallway. I approached him as he headed towards the door, and he turned to face me, revealing large, silvery eyes and a dark, blank face that made it look like he was wearing a gas mask. He asked whether I had given the flamingos the message or not, and I replied that I had. He seemed pleased, and on my asking, he gave his name as Marchin. Then his appearance changed to that of a very muscular, middle-aged man wearing a green, military-style vest and a balaclava. He said something hard to recall about having to change his plans, as he was going on the run after apparently ordering some kind of ‘hit’ on the flamingos. Then, he picked up the receiver of an old-fashioned cream-coloured telephone with a plastic dial, and entered the number 7492 into it before hanging up without saying anything over the phone. Following this, he left the house and drove off in a scruffy blue car with the license plate Y161LLP.

Notes

The appearance of a plane flying over somewhere I assumed to be the Pacific Ocean represented a huge departure from the previous visions. The message in the bottle and the response of the flamingo’s leader suggested the flight issues planes have with flying over extreme northern and southern latitudes due to magnetic unreliability rather than birds, making me consider that both the message and the bird were simultaneously referring to my own travels by plane. The name given by the man in the house, which he pronounced ‘Marchin,’ resembles that of Machin, a spirit from the Livre des Esperitz who comes as a strong man who can transfer one from one region to another in an instant, which are both highly relevant to the content of this vision. Machin’s alias names across the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, Lemegeton and Book of Offices are Maxayn, Marshiones, Mathias, Mathim, Bartyn, Barton and Bathin, and he is attributed to the spirits of the East under Oriens.

The last square to reveal a number of some kind was that which related to Horses, which gave the number 5932, which I equated (by analysing the numbers 5 + 9 + 3 + 2 = 19, and 59 + 32 = 91) to the gematric value for the term ‘enemy angel.’ In the case of this square the number dialled into the phone was 7429. Dividing this number into two, as I did with the Horses square, the following gematric correspondences present themselves: 74 = דיין (diyan) ‘leader,’ and 29 = דכה (decah) ‘is broken.’ This feasibly relates to the bird that the ‘Marchin’ had stuffed into his suitcase, which could have been being the white dappled ‘leader’ I spoke to on the Alaskan beach. That its leg was snapped symbolically refers to this ‘leader’ becoming ‘broken,’ which was a crime that Marchin, in his disguise as an old man, had to flee into exile for. The nature of his crime was then expressed esoterically in the index of the car he made off in, Y161LLP, reflected the gematric value of 161 expressed in the Hebrew word מנוסה (menosah), ‘flight,’ which relates to the themes of flying and fleeing that were present in the vision. The other letters present Y, L, L and P, then presented the value of 150, which equates to the words כנף (kenap), ‘wing’ and כפן (kapen), ‘to twist or bend.’ Together they add to 311, איש (aish), ‘a strong one,’ ‘oppressor,’ ‘warrior.’

Precisely what this crime of organised deceit, murder and flight relates to remains a mystery, though cranes (which here were presented as flamingoes) were equated with a sentry-like function by Pliny the Elder, and are thus a symbol of spiritual vigilance.

This square featured the first appearance of the servitor Malach, whose name may either derive from the Hebrew מול (mol), meaning ‘against’ or ‘opposed,’ or from מלאך (malak), ‘angel.’ Curiously, this fits with the numeric expression of the concept of the ‘enemy angel’ transmitted in the square relating to Horses. An extra note worth considering is that the only other square to feature a code expressed by a four-digit number was that relating to a vision of Horses, which, as mentioned previously, was a function that was misattributed (accidentally or otherwise) to this square. The ‘Horses’ square also featured the element of running away or fleeing, as was expressed in the word ARIKA and its connection to the Hebrew ערק (ariq, meaning ‘bolt’ or ‘run away’) and its associated word עריקה (ariqah), meaning ‘defector.’ In this square, the aspect of ‘running away’ was evident in Marchin’s quick escape in a battered old car, while in that of Horses it was evident in the spirit’s ‘bolting’ upstream first as the strange unicorn/zebra combination and then as the water snake. There was also a degree of somewhat antagonistic, contrarian elaboration of the animals that were supposed to appear in both visions may be significant, with the square that was supposed to deliver a vision of horses instead presenting a surreal zebra-unicorn, while that of cranes instead produced bright pink flamingoes.

In all, the strange mysteries that link these two squares may reveal an esoteric and hidden connection between them (perhaps related to the meaning behind the name of the spirit Nolom), that is hinted towards in their being mixed up with each other.

The square was constructed with the Moon at 26º Pisces and concluded when the Moon was at 17º 51’ Aries, which is very close to the position of 18º Aries that the moon was cited as being at in the vision of Wild Animals. Like this vision, that one featured décor that appeared to be date to the 1970s or 80s.

XXVI: Giants

nephilim-giants

ANAKIM

Servitors: Ipakol, Imink.

The word forming the outer edge of the square, ANAKIM, comes from the Hebrew ענקים, (anaqim), ‘giants.’ The spirit name, APOKOK, does not directly relate to any of the servitors, but is in close proximity of the name Ipokol, which relates to the Hebrew אפוק (apoq), meaning ‘restraint,’ ‘control.’

The Vision

As many others have before it, this vision began with me standing in a green meadow. This one was of soft, short grass broken up by intermittent sunflowers and situated upon a slight, rolling hill beneath a blue sky with a single, white and wispy cloud hanging in it. I sat in silence there for a few moments and felt a breeze whisper against my skin as I waited for a giant of some sort to manifest. When nothing came I understood that the land itself was a giant, and that it was in fact either a tiny planet, a large moon or a huge meteor with its own perfect and temperate atmosphere. The planet-thing encircled a gentle sun in the same manner that Mercury does, in that is spun only once on its axis in the span of a year so that one side of constantly faces the su and knows no night.

After a few more moments, on noticing how green and perfect the grass was again, I began to think of where the planet’s moisture came from. Listening out for some, I heard the sound of dripping water echoing in a stone cave and followed the sound to seek it out. On arriving at the source, I discovered a small grotto with a wide, open face inside which a soft stream began its course towards the sea. I couldn’t discern, however, where the water came from, as there was no sign of rain in this place yet the water flowed as though fed by some great fountain from above. Inspecting the grassy top above the grotto, I noticed that a plastic pipe had been bored into the earth which, at some point between the crown of the grotto and its innards, generated its own water.

Going back down to the grotto, I discovered this observation to be true and found the other end of the pipe feeding the stream’s source. I entered the shallow pool where the water collected beneath the pipe and felt its softness about my legs and thought I detected the essence of gold upon my skin. With this feeling, I realised that the water was being drawn directly from the planetoid’s atmosphere while the gold was being drawn from the light of the nearby sun itself. After realising this, I saw a stone tunnel, much like the gullet in the cave that appeared in the vision of Steers, which the water entered and nourished the innards of the earth with. I sensed, on looking at the tunnel that it was a blood vessel or feeding pipe of some kind that would go directly to the heart of the giant living being that this planet truly was.

I had no desire to go into the depths of this being’s gut yet, nevertheless, found myself pulled in. Inside, I didn’t view its heart or innards however, but went straight to the giant’s testes which lay inside of its body in transparent sacs. On inspection, I saw that they had the appearance of two disembodied brains. I found myself touching one of the ‘ball-brains’ out of curiosity and heard a booming, echoing laugh fill the stone caverns of its innards. On touching it though, I was filled with a strange knowledge, as if its generative organs rather than its speech or thoughts were its means of communication. The gnosis it transmitted was that of the essential oneness of finding the present moment and merely existing in it without thought, with which came the fuller understanding of everything being animated and filled with a single, monistic life-force of which the separated parts were illusions—the maceration of oneness the demiurge and its archons imposed upon the world that caused us to wrongly believe we are each an island and not the organs or limbs of the same body.

On feeling this, I knew it as time to depart from the giant’s great inverted scrotum and find the shaft through which its seeds departed into the world beyond. The image of such a thing came as a window crossed with diagonal hatches of iron at the end of a long stone tunnel. The world beyond that window, which was set in an old mansion near the sea, was not that which I had entered, but was this world. Outside, the skies were set with thick swarming clouds and the sea beyond the high cliffs on which the old house stood was violent and dark. From nowhere, I produced a pick axe and decided to descend the high cliff to the sea below. On my way down, I discovered another small cave, inside which an idol sat, which at first resembled a Buddha, but on closer inspection, it appeared more akin to one of the wrathful entities of Tibetan Buddism. Its tongue poked menacingly out of its mouth, its eyes were in the shapes of two x’s and around its knees—which were crossed into a half-lotus position—gathered a tangle of writhing snakes. Set around it were a collection of garlands of red flowers, which a voice in the cave told me I too had to provide an offering of. Having no such thing with me, I offered my pick axe instead and asked if this would suffice until I could get hold of the garlands that the cave spirit wanted. The offering was accepted as a truce, but left me in the position of not being able to depart the cave in safety as I no longer had a fitting climbing implement.

Standing at the edge of the cave, I contemplated what to do next for a moment then jumped down towards the rough waters below. Before I hit the water, I found myself back in the house I had been in earlier, which now had the upper part of the grotto dedicated to the spirit who demanded a garland inside one of its downstairs rooms. On the floor of this cave, just before another flowing stream of water, was the exact kind of garland I required, so I picked it up and cast it into the channel of water before me so that it flowed down to the cave in the cliff-face below. On the offering being received, a voice filled the chamber, stating that I now had the spirit’s blessing to go wherever I wished in his land.

Notes

Similarities again with the vision of Bridges and A Village with the cave-dwelling spirits, while those of Steers were also reiterated.

The giants in question appeared to be two separate telluric spirits whose presence filled the astral lands they governed. The revelation of the first spirit, who was very benign in nature, was about the harmony and balance of nature as a living entity, while that of the second, who had a more untamed feel about him, was that of a spirit who required offerings to appease him before giving permission to access his territory. Compare this to the manifestation of the Minotaur King in Steers, who displayed a similar desire to guard his boundaries, yet was easily cowed by the threat of a superior magical force. The appeasement the second spirit required may also have been a manifestation of the principle of ‘restraint’ suggested by the appearance of the word APOKOK (apoq) and the spirit Ipokol in the square.

The two spirits of seemingly diverse nature presents the possibility that a spirit and its averse reflection appear in squares that are an even number of squares across and down due to there being a ‘double cross’ in the middle rather than a single one. The figure below better explains what I mean by this, in which the word APOKOK is presented four times in total, twice forwards and twice backwards in order to show the spirit in its upright and averse manifestations.

KOKOPA

The Square was constructed with the Moon at 7º Capricorn and performed with the Moon at 8º Pisces.

XXV: Steers

Minotauros

XXV PARAH

Servitors: Ramoras, Mara.

The word at the outer edges of the square, PARAH, comes from the Hebrew פרה (parah), ‘cow,’ while the spirit referred to in the central cross is Ramoras, whose name means ‘thunder.’

The Vision

I walked through a meadow and discovered a large puff mushroom that resembled a distorted-looking skull. Curious about what it was concealing, I took out the ankh knife I had found on my own dead body in the vision of A Mountain and cut it open. Inside were a writing mass of millipedes, but before I could look at them properly, a cloud of spores that seemed to also be tiny insects exploded out of the husk and made their way into my nose and mouth and down into my lungs. As soon as I inhaled them, I soared up into the sky, which darkened, then found myself landing in another field, though I came there by landing from below the earth, not above it. In the field a herd of Minotaurs stood guard, just as one of them had in the vision of Wild Animals. They came towards me with great suspicion and the one who led them held a chain, which another Minotaur to his right held the other end of. He explained that they were taking me prisoner as I shouldn’t be trespassing in their domain. I consented to be bound in the chains and kept a reserve of great power within me that I could easily break their bonds with if I felt any danger.

Once bound, they became winged bulls, like the Lamasu of Mesopotamian lore, and flew me to a lonely and sinister looking tower with a stone bull’s head mounted above the main entrance. Inside, on a dais at the end of a dark, stone chamber sat the monarch of the bull-men, who questioned me on how I got to his domain. On telling him that I arrived there after cutting open the puff mushroom, he seemed concerned and asked how I had managed to cut him open. In response, I showed him my ankh dagger and he grew fearful. He asked where I obtained such an artefact, and I told him I had recovered it from my own dead body on the top of a mountain. On hearing this, he apologised profusely for having me brought to him in chains, as one who had been resurrected from death as I had should not have been treated in such a way. I told him that I had not been offended as his servants had only been keeping due vigilance and had acted correctly. I reminded him that if I’d been offended by being brought to him, he would be aware of it by now.

As recompense for the discourtesy he felt he had done me, he asked me what I wanted of him to make amends, as he seemed greatly fearful. I said I wished for the essence of strength, vitality and prosperity that lay in the bones of his kingdom be granted to me, and he had one of his minions, who he named Taja, to bring me a vial that was filled with a thick, honey-gold substance. He bade me to drink it and told me it was the essence of a bull mixed with liquid gold. I drank it and felt a rush of warmth and well-being fill me. With this favour granted, I thanked him and bade him farewell and was returned back to the sunny meadow I had wandered before the mushroom spores had transported me to the darkened world of the bulls. In front of me when I returned was a brown and white cow happily chewing grass. On her ear was a white tag on which the number ‘39’ had been marked. Before the vision ended, a bull’s horn appeared in my hand and a voice came from the world above telling me to blow it if I ever had the need to summon any of its denizens to me.

Notes

The word AZOFA in the second row of the square comes from the Hebrew עזוב (azob), ‘abandoned,’ ‘forsaken,’ ‘derelict,’ ‘deserted.’ This wasn’t strongly reflected, but the castle where the Minotaur King resided was set alone in a dark environment.

The name Taja the King addressed his servant by is Minoan for ‘five’ and it was the Minoan culture in Crete that the legend of the Minotaur originated from. Both the beast itself and the culture its myth grew from derive their names from King Minos. With Minos being believed to mean ‘king’ and taur meaning ‘bull,’ a Minotaur is in essence a ‘king of the bulls,’ just as the throned king in this vision certainly was. That the king called his servant ‘five’ suggests that his minions were given numbers rather than names. This was reflected with the placid cow I saw in the field towards the end of the vision who had the number ‘39’ etched into the tag she wore on her right ear. 39 is directly relevant to the number of squares in this chapter of the Abramelin, though whether there is any esoteric meaning behind this is not something I have spent much time considering yet. Its Kaballistic meaning is ‘IHVH is One’ and also has the same meaning in its expression as the word אחד (achad), ‘unity’ = 13, reiterated three times.

The Square was constructed with the Moon at 12º Sagittarius and performed with Moon at 27º Sagittarius.

XXIII: Horses

Demon
XXIII SASAS

Servitors: Sigis, Ragaras, Igarag.

The word SASAS at the outer edges of the square appears to derive from the Hebrew סוס (sos) meaning ‘steed,’ ‘horse,’ ‘knight’ or ‘rider,’ while the central cross derives from the name of the spirit Sigis, whose name means ‘dross’ or ‘restriction.’

The Vision

The vision began with a flash of a zebra followed by the appearance of a cattle grid on a mountain road. At the top of the hill the road wound along, the landscape revealed a suspension bridge spanning a small river with a town full of white houses on the opposite bank. I decided to exit the path and slide down the steep, wet mountainside to my right and at the bottom, on the banks of the river, the Zebra appeared again. Then a unicorn appeared behind it, which combined its form with that of the Zebra and jumped into the river and swam upstream. As it sank between the currents, it turned itself into a whirling eddy then sunk below the surface as a huge ethereal butterfly departed from the site where this ‘drowning’ occurred.

I made my way to the spot the butterfly flew away from and saw the zebra, which now had the horn of a unicorn and an insane, toothy smile on its face, lying still beneath the surface, feigning its own death. It spoke to me telepathically, asking me to get into the water with it. As it spoke, its featured glowed with deep flame that caused the water to hiss and steam. Then its eyes became lit with red fire with dark slits for pupils and a flaming mane burned at the crown of its head. As the water steamed, the sky around it glowed with a deep orange and the creature again asked me to get into the water with it with the insane grin still etched into its face.

Then, on the opposite bank, a large, crowned lion appeared. It shook its head disapprovingly as I considered speaking with the spirit, but did so with a noble bearing.

“What do you want of me?” said the horse creature.

I told it. And as I did so, the lion became exasperated and said ‘may I interject?’ and threw a large net to me over the river. I caught it and the lion and I hauled the unicorn-zebra creature from the water. As it was pulled free, the Lion and I came together in the centre of the stream to bind it still. As we held it, it turned into a humanoid form with the back legs of a goat and the unicorn horn still protruding from its brow. It laughed insanely as it was being hauled up in the net and said that it had only been joking by pretending to be dead and evil.

With it being bound, I attempted to converse with it, but it kept changing its form in maddening and distractive ways. First its single horn became two that were set at diagonal angles. The roots of the horns then bore through his skull to protrude from his front of his face, the left horn protruding through his right cheek and the left horn protruding through his right to form a hideous X-shape with its crossroads deep inside the caverns of his skull. Then the top ends of the horns turned into sword hilts and the ends protruding through his cheeks curled upwards towards me to form tusks. Once he had done this, he took the form of a cartoon-like dragon, then a very real looking one. Then the dragon’s face became like a pitch-black human face with terrible eyes and features that grew wide as if being stretched by torture devices before the flesh started to come free.

Then he appeared as a woman with flame red hair wearing nothing but a green sash to cover her modesty; and she said ‘how much would you give me to take off the sash, for I am the most beautiful woman in the world?’ To this I replied that I was not interested in seeing what she had to show me and instead tried to impose a sense of order to the vision. In response, the light became that of plain day again, and the spirit took the form of a hedgehog with an elongated snout, then a small, brown dog with wet fur and an almost human face. Finally, the spirit turned into a water snake and swam very quickly through the river ascending up through the skin of the water and back under the surface again three times before it disappeared beyond sight.

Moving on, I followed the river until it became a great waterfall overlooking a landscape that progressed onwards to the nearby sea. Here I decided to jump into the water below, floating slowly down before entering the pool at the bottom. While there, a sequence of numbers appeared before me—5, 9, 3 in quick succession, then, a little slower to appear, 2. Then, from behind me in the room in which I sat in to perform this experiment, a strange, tribal chanting came, with four male voices singing the syllables AI-AN-TU-HA four times. The chorus was like a roar and a whisper at once, was brutish in tone and was so real-sounding that I first assumed it was coming out of the speaker of my phone. Checking it later revealed no notifications, calls or messages had come through and that something must have been physically present in the room behind me as I spoke to the spirit in the pool. As he spoke now, his form was invisible and his voice calmer, louder and more resonant than before said. ‘I got you into the water, now tell me what you want of me?’ We then affirmed the pact that had been set out earlier and the vision ended.

Notes

Although this Square is associated with a vision of Cranes in the Dehn edition, Mathers’ suggestion that it should in fact be attributed to ‘Horses’ is considered correct due to the similarity of the word SASAS to a palindromic expression of the Hebrew word סוס for a horse or steed. The word in the second line, ARIKA comes from the Hebrew root ערק (ariq) meaning ‘bolt’ or ‘run away’ and the associated word עריקה (ariqah) meaning ‘defector.’ This aspect of ‘running away’ was evident in the spirit’s ‘bolting’ upstream first as the strange unicorn/zebra combination and then as the water snake after being bound, from which he also escaped.

The experiment was conducted facing North with an intent to specifically call upon the influence of the Elemental King Egin again. As before, in the vision of A Village, his presence was maddening and difficult to witness, with the additional element of a chanting chorus being physically present in the room this time adding an even more unsettling feeling to it, though this phenomenon did at least show some consistency with the loud clamour and company of musicians that is said to accompany him according to the Book of Offices.

The cattle grid at the start of the vision was consistent with the appearance of portcullises or grids at the inception of visions as a symbol of entering through a portal of some kind.

The meaning of the number 5, 9, 3 and 2 are not entirely clear but add up to 19 when considered as single digits and 91 when expressed as 59 + 32. In Qaballistic Gematria, 19 has the value of אויב (avib) ‘enemy’ while 91 equates to the word מלאך (malek) ‘angel.’ Interestingly, this four digit coincides with the four voices chanting a four syllable word four times. The meaning of the chanted word, ‘Aiantuah,’ doesn’t make any sense, but sounded either African or Mesopotamian with its short syllables and had a definite ‘shamanic’ quality to it..

The square was constructed with the Moon at 4º Virgo. Performed with Moon in 19º Virgo. It was noted afterwards that the vision was received during the planetary hour of Venus, which may account for Egin’s taking a form that resembled Aphrodite.

XXII: A Wild Cat

 

dante leopard

XXII LINIROS

Servitors: Isagas, Mara, Liriol, Losimon, Lomiol, Alogil, Ragaras, Irminon, Sarasim, Ogologon, Igilon, Sigis, Apolion, Girmil, Gorilon, Laralos, Milon, Nasi, Morilon, Ramoras, Igarag, Aril, Lagasas, Alpas, Romoron, Nagar, Amillis

The word LINIROS on the outer edges of the square possibly from Latin linire – ‘to daub,’ ‘smear’ or ‘anoint,’ or from the Greek λοιμικος (loimikos) – ‘pestiferous.’ The word in the central square derives from the name of the spirit Isagas, which means ‘roar,’ ‘shout’ or ‘yell.’

The Vision

I was in a wilderness of patchy, dry grassland where I followed a plastic, yellow pipe along the ground until it sunk into the earth at a certain place. I believed it to be a power supply of some kind but decided against pulling it up from the earth due to a sense that there was something dangerous concealed there. A little further along, amidst a sudden shock of long, yellowing grass, the pipe re-surfaced and continued winding towards where the silhouette of a distant city to the west which had a prominent domed building at its centre.

My journey to the city was interrupted by a leopard bounding through the long grass before me. It stopped and bade me to come with it, as if it knew exactly who I was and expected me to be equally familiar with it in return. I followed it back to the place where the pipe went underground where it prompted me to open a concealed doorway. On doing this, I found a pit filled with vultures, boars, corvids and other ‘unclean’ animals, who proceeded to escape once the hatch of their pit was opened. On entering the empty space at the leopard’s behest, I found the place to be full of excrement like the outhouse I had refused to enter in the vision of Wild Animals. Apart from that, it looked somewhat like a bunker of some sort and there was a clock on the wall with the hour and minute hands stuck at 5:02 while the second hand was stuck at the 34th second. The walls that flanked the clock were decorated by wallpaper with a pattern upon it that consisted of hundreds of flies; and there was a camphorwood chest in the centre of the room in which lay a bundle of pornographic magazines which, like the general décor of the place, all appeared to be from the 1970s.

At this point, the leopard transformed into a woman with golden skin with black blotches over it, and I entered into a conversation with her. At my request, she stated that her name was Raminiel and that she was my natal daemon. She had manifested on Earth, she said, at the moment of my conception, and the place in which we now stood was a symbolic representation of my mother’s womb during my gestation. Curious about this claim, I asked her what the date was in this place and she replied that the sun was at 26º Gemini. Then I asked for confirmation of where the Moon was, and she replied that it was at 18º Aries.

Following this, she explained that the animals we had released were the creatures of the wilderness which the folk of the distant city feared and sought to keep away. By releasing them we had let out a necessary force of fear and freedom into the world as keeping them locked up was unnatural and cruel and nurtured a state of false security. She explained that none of the animals would enter the city or do any harm as that was not their nature, and they would instead remain at its peripheries, forming a circle around it and keeping watch on it from beyond. Then I noticed two yellow snakes which had not escaped the pit slithering along the floor and saw that they had the heads of jays. Then a dog and a pig appeared, both of which were very friendly. The leopard woman told me they were two familiar spirits she had granted me in order to assist her in her work of looking after me. With that, I said farewell to her and she responded with the word ‘taho’ and the vision ended.

Notes

Considering the natal theme of this vision, the yellow pipe or cable I was following at the beginning probably represented the umbilical cord. I sensed it was carrying energy of some kind, and it appeared to have been the lifeline cast to the animals who had been trapped in the ‘womb.’ When the animals escaped they preceded to encircle the distant city, staying at its peripheries in the same manner that the Shedim of Hebrew mythology did, and just like those creatures, these beasts were all ‘unclean.’ The circle they spread out into once again echoes the circle of spirits I have seen watching me, except in this incidence it was the city in the distance they spied upon. My guess is that the city represented my psyche in some way which I was witnessing from a place remote from it in both time and space. As well as representing a womb, the wilderness with the wild beasts buried beneath its surface may also be seen as a representation of the unconscious. Their escape also somewhat resembled the releasing of the legion of spiders that took place in the very first vision, which was that of A Beautiful Lawn.

The name Raminiel seems likely to be related to the word RAMACAN in the square. This may come from רעמה – Ramah – ‘mane’ with the daemon possibly being the manifestation of the ‘mane’ of the lion from the previous square and therefore an emanation from it. A spirit with the appearance of a Leopard also came in the vision of A Big Lake, in which it delivered me instructions regarding the correct way to pay ritual homage to the Elemental King Egin who rules the North. This rite was performed, now with the devil-headed cup and a bespoke incense recipe including some home-made Onycha delivered during ongoing ritual communications with Egin and one of his servants on the day before the leopard reappeared in this vision.

The time the clock was stuck at, 5:02 and 34 seconds, may have two Qabbalistic correspondences. 502 is the number related to the Hebrew word בשר which means ‘to tell glad tidings’ and also ‘flesh’ and ‘body’ suggesting aspects of incarnation. The first of these meanings relates to a phrase associated with the birth of Christ spoken by Gabriel, while 34 is the numerical value of גלא ‘to reveal.’ The distinct 70’s feel of the vision coupled with the spirit’s explanation of what the place represented and the reported position of the Sun at 26º Gemini corresponded roughly with the week I would have been conceived in June 1976, with the Sun being at theat position on June 16th of that year. The Moon was not at 18º Aries that day, however it was four to five days later at the moment of the Summer Solstice when the Sun entered the Northern Sign of Cancer. While the matchup here isn’t perfect, it is close and a magical mystery connecting my birth and the Northern Solstice may be hinted at therein.

An alternative theory of the time on the clock is that its figure 5 + 02 + 3 + 4 = 14, which is not only the Gematric value of my name but is also a formula of the ‘Gold’ of the HGA.

The word Taho which the leopard-woman spoke instead of ‘goodbye’ may be a rendering of the Hebrew תהו (tahu) which refers to ‘wastefulness.’ For reasons yet uncovered, this reiterates the meaning of the word בזבז – (bizbez), meaning ‘to go to waste’ or ‘spent,’ that was received from the Lion-Angel at the end of the previous vision.

Of additional note in this square is the appearance of the name of the Lemegeton spirit Ipos in the second row. Notably, this spirit appears with the head of a lion and is described as being ‘even more obscure and filthie than a lion’ in the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum.

The square was created with the Moon at 2º Cancer and the vision was experienced when the Moon was at 13º Cancer.

XXI: A Lion

Lion

XXI ARIEH

Servitors: Ibulon, Liriol, Iuar, Helel, Oroia, Aril.

The word at the outer edge of the square is ARIEH and directly originates from the Hebrew word for ‘lion,’ אריה (arieh). The word populating the central square, IBOLI comes from the Hebrew יבול (ibol) which means ‘crops’ or ‘harvest’ and relates to the name of the spirit Ibulon. which also has the alternative meaning ‘a gathering of fruit.’ While the square purportedly grants visions of a lion, the word Ibol has more in common with the Hebrew root ארה (arah), meaning ‘to pick’ or ‘to gather,’ suggesting an alternative or coterminous meaning for the outer word and therefore the entire symbolism for the square.

The Vision

A cactus protruded from the centre of a rough, circular brush which became a vicious thicket of brambles as I neared its middle. Once I reached the cactus, which was about six inches in length and somewhat resembled a miniaturised Omphalos, I noticed a pride of lions gathering around the edge of the circle. Most of them were lionesses except for one noble-looking beast with a magnificent mane. With the intention of cutting myself free of the growing tangle I produced a scythe and proceeded to hack at the thicket. The blade of the scythe burned with flame as I flailed, so I ceased swinging it before I incinerated myself. Instead, I cut a small circle through the thorns around my feet, which would allow me to free myself while keeping the lions at the edge of the circle at bay.

Having no other place to go, I decided to wait for the beasts to give up and go away. It didn’t take long for them to grow more disinterested in me, but they refused to depart and continued to watch me with hungry, beady eyes. With the need to act decisively building within me again, I tugged at the small cactus to see if there was any mystery to it. Although its spines dug sharply into my hands, I reasoned that this pain was preferable to being chewed up by lions so pulled hard on it until it began to dislodge from the ground. As it kept loosening, it grew to the same length and breadth as my whole body and I was forced to embrace it, spines and all, to keep pulling it up. Underneath, dark subterranean caverns began to reveal themselves, but the girth of the cactus made it impossible to squeeze past and descend. Instead, I kept hoisting it upwards until it grew so long that it began to form a bridge which the lions behind me would soon be able to cross. Perceiving this dilemma, I corrected the angle of the elongated cactus, propping it upright so that it pointed straight up to the sky rather than towards the land.

Suddenly, the whole of the cactus was free of the earth and it stood about thirty or forty feet tall, though the effort in extracting it led to me becoming completely covered in blood, lacerations and cactus spines. Then, the body of the cactus transformed from green, spiny flesh to the brown and scaly skin of a tree. Looking up, I saw that the cactus had transformed into a great yew with a large, hollow crack at the base of its trunk. Noting that the surrounding brambles were dissipating due to the light of of a celestial body that looked like the sun and moon perfectly conjoined as one, I climbed the yew until I was at its very top, then felt my bloody, perforated body becoming one with the green needles of the yew. As my body merged with the needles and branches, I felt myself become one with the entire tree and knew, at last, that in such a state the lions could not consume me.

My business with them wasn’t finished however. Gathering my intent, I squeezed my bodiless essence through the limbs of the tree and pushed my myself back out into the world through the crack at the base of the trunk. With my airy body, I headed towards the male lion, which acknowledged me with a look of wisdom and intelligence, before I climbed upon its back. Our wills entwined, we ran to the beach with the golden shore I had created in the vision of All Sorts of Trees where I dismounted the lion and entered into a conversation with him. He gave thanks for bringing him to this place as he hadn’t seen such a sight for some time. Then he gave me his name, which cannot be written here as it was very familiar and personal to me; but when he said it, the golden sand and the sea into which it slipped grew bright and swallowed us, and a clarion chord of brass resounded throughout its glow.

When the brightness subsided, the lion told me he had been observing my struggles and, despite not making his presence known very often, reassured me that he was always there, watching, and all I needed to be done to gain his attention was tospeak his name. I felt warmed and comforted by his words in a very real sense; and when the vision of him began to dissipate, I discovered that he had left me a small, leather pouch on top of a nearby rock. On it were inscribed the letters BZBZ and tucked inside was a folding knife with an exquisite wooden handle. This is where the vision ended.

Notes

Imagery relating to both ‘gathering’ or ‘harvesting’ and lions were evident in the vision and it was no surprise that the leonine aspect expressed itself as a manifestation of Tiphereth. Thorns and spines were also prominent, suggesting the influence of the spirit Aril as reflected in Mathers’ translation of that name to the word ‘thorny.’ The gathering of threatening entities or creatures at the edges of circles or around the horizon is a repeated theme throughout these visions, as are holes, cracks, crevices, animals, trees and the principles of transmutation and ascent. Elements of this vision which continued from that of the last included freeing things that were trapped in the earth, a large crack at the base of a tree trunk and the golden shoreline which appears to represent the attainment of an exalted state.

The trumpet music that played there also resembled that which the angels played to greet the sun in the previous vision.

The letters BZBZ on the leather pouch may represent the Hebrew בזבז – (bizbez), meaning ‘to go to waste’ or ‘spent.’ I have no what this alludes to, but note that the numerical value of these letters is 18, a number which returns to the 9 of ‘black magic’ and sorcery, but also bears a Qaballistic correspondence to the words זוה (zoah), ‘to shine’ and חי (chi), ‘to live.’ Gematric devices such as this are not usually adopted in this work as it is this author’s opinion that they should be used only as a last resort, but with no obvious meaning apparent in this word’s context, a more esoteric approach was adopted.

The Moon was at 13º Taurus (the sign of its exaltation) at the time of the square’s construction and at 0º Gemini at the time of the vision itself.

XX: All Sorts of Trees

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XX ESAHEL

Servitors: Aril, Iuar, Loriol, Laralos, Helel.

The word ESAHEL at the outer edges of the square may derive from the root אישה (eishah), ‘a burnt offering.’ There is no central cross in this square, but the name of the spirit Aril, meaning ‘thorny’ appears in four interlocking forward and reverse forms to culminate in a central square based around the a repetition of the letters L and I in the centre to form a rotating expression of the word ליל (lil), meaning ‘night.’

The Vision

The vision began with the image of a Fir tree on a slope of thin earth. Some of the earth gave way at the base of the tree to reveal the root underneath, which suddenly turned into the neck of a vulture with its head buried under the earth. Then I saw that the leaves of the tree were in fact the plumage of a peacock. The strange, vulture-peacock hybrid freed itself of the earth, stared at me threateningly for a moment, then flew away over a large body of water.

Overhead, a large storm stirred with much lightning and gave birth to a deluge of rain. I entered a thick forest to take shelter where the storm was completely blotted out. I could hear nothing but the song of the forest’s birds inside and neither the rain leaked nor the sounds of thunder could pierce the wood’s veil. After walking for a while, I smelled roasting meat and followed the scent to a cosy-looking den set in the roots of a tree. Inside were a family of anthropomorphised pigs cooking one of their own. I was invited in to get out of the dark wood, and the pigs implied that something terrible was stalking me. Fully suspecting something bad to happen as soon as I got inside, I entered the hatch and found the door in the roof instantly locked itself behind me, while the pigs, their fire and everything else in the hole disappeared as the candles that had lit the den were all snuffed out.

Through an iron-trellised window, I could see the nighttime moon over the sea outside, and a wind-blasted palm tree rocked savagely at the water’s edge. There was, however, no way out, for the crisscrossed bands of iron across the window’s pane made it impossible to destroy and climb out of. Then, through the darkness, I became aware of movement. The roots of the surrounding trees began to poke through the earth walls of my prison and moved closer and closer to me, threatening to entangle me in their limbs and trap me in their embrace. I reached out to touch the roots and felt that they were covered in slime, having the same unpleasant feel as a slug or snail. Although trapped, I did not feel any real fear or desperation, knowing that if I was patient, the light of the rising sun coming from the east at dawn would disperse them. With the roots encroaching, however, I decided that instead of waiting that long, I would produce my own light from within.

The roots leapt back at the touch of my light, the appearance of which caused the sun to suddenly rise behind me, flooding the prison with golden rays. My growing shadow was the only place the dark spirits it shone upon could hide from it, and they appeared in my umbra as nothing but lidded, disembodied eyes. I spoke to them, telling them that they were prisoners of no one but themselves and redeemed each of them by touching them with the golden light that came from my hands. As each found its peace, the encroaching roots withdrew and the prison became flimsy enough for me to kick its walls in and move into the daylight outside.

Coming down to the shore of the sea I had seen through the window, I saw a rowing boat bobbing serenely at the water’s edge, but knew that wasn’t time to board it. Looking back at the forest, it seemed very normal, but in front of it, at the edge of the beach, was a small cave with a huge, white, worm-like larva poking its head out of it. I approached the worm, which looked tortured and forlorn, and pulled it free of its tight prison. It too was had been trapped and on my freeing it, the shadowy shape of a man came plopped out of it. He said he had become ‘trapped within his own larvae,’ and so I cast the gelatinous pupae he had been stuck inside into the sea. Then the shadowy shape revealed its form to be that of a wild man, similar to the one who was imprisoned in a cage near the shore in the vision of Bridges.

On taking this shape, the wild man spotted the boat on the sea and rowed it into the west to find his liberation. Following this, the wind-blasted palm tree I had seen from the underground lair of the pigs dropped a golden cone onto the floor which I picked up and removed the outer scales from, causing them and the seeds within it to scatter over the sands of the beach. The sands turned gold as they fell, then the entire sea shone with the light of the rising sun as the old man on the departing boat changed his form to something that looked divine and godlike. Then I saw angels dancing in the sky, singing a chorus and hailing the sun with golden trumpets. Then a huge cloud formed appeared which resembled the head of a ram and the vision ended.

Notes

The ‘burnt offering’ hinted at in the square’s outer edges was manifested in the pork being cooked by a family of pigs. Given the purported Jewish origins of the Abramelin Squares, the fact that this meat was pork and represented a form of cannibalism reveals this sacrifice to have had an averse, unclean nature. The transformation of the pigs into bodiless eyes squirming in the darkness came with the suggestion that the spirits trapped in the underground den had trapped themselves, or each other, there, and were now seeking to do likewise to me, by trying to trap me within the clutches of encroaching tree roots. The wild man trapped in a wormlike larva that was stuck in a stony hole was also suggestive of some kind of trapped entities. In his case, the larvae or shells of the Roman religion, which were the forgotten or trapped souls of the dead, were being hinted at. After he appeared as an old man, his sailing into the west across sunlit waters represented his salvation. I was my own salvation in this vision, invoking the solar force to save myself (Synchronistically, ‘Save Me’ by Muse was playing in the background as I wrote this), which, I then used to liberate others who had become lost in the entanglements of shadow.

With this experiment now passing its halfway point, there seem to be more elements of the ascent from the underworld appearing. I was no longer afraid of anything in this vision, and showed a greater degree of mastery over the forces surrounding me, who had all damned themselves and were awaiting liberation from another before they could move on to peace.

The square was constructed with the Moon at 13º Pisces forming a conjunction with Retrograde Neptune. It was worked with, however, when the Moon was at 7º Aries, which may have worked its way into the vision in the form of the ram’s head that appeared in the cloud at the end.

XIX: A Village

Wandering

XIX MIGIRAS

Servitors: Ipakol, Parek, Mara, Ragaras, Ramoras, Sarasim, Sigis, Girmil, Gesegas, Kosem, Ilekel, Aril, Kilik, Isagas, Alpas, Amillis.

The word MIGIRAS on the outer edges of the square relates to the Hebrew (migrash) meaning ‘open space,’ ‘plot,’ ‘pasture, ‘yard’ or ‘site.’ The spirit name present in the central cross is that of Ipakol, which may be derived from the combination of the Hebrew words יפה (yapah) meaning ‘fair,’ ‘beautiful,’ ‘picturesque’ and קול (qol), ‘sound,’ ‘voice.’

The Vision

This vision was drastically different to any other. Before beginning, I performed an invocation of the Elemental King Egin, who rules the element of Water and resides in the North. Being midnight, the sun was in its diurnal position in the North, and with the sun being in Cancer, it was also in its northernmost position in the ecliptic. With these elective qualities and other honours and sacrifices being made to him, this square was activated by calling upon he alone of the Cardinal Kings.

Once Egin’s assistance had been requested, the vision began with the image of an old book in an ancient library or study. It flicked open to a random page and a black, detached hand pointed a finger at a word. A deep voice commanded me to read the word and tell him what it was, and I replied with the answer ‘Eridanus.’ In response to that came a short rhyme:

Eridanus is where I dwell. Remember this and do ye well.

Following my memorisation of this rhyme, he became suddenly enraged, accusing me of trying to undermine and insult him by some action I had done. He threatened to cause me great pain if I did such a thing again, but I had no idea exactly what this thing was. I guessed at first that the issue came from including the name of my HGA in my invocation to him, but as this is always done with the four kings and generally provokes equilibrium rather than hatred, I discounted this. Another possibility came from the fact that a sudden change in the scent of the fumigatory offering announced that some remnants of Lignum Aloes that had been left in the brazier had gotten underneath the charcoal, changing the scent of the offerings that had been made. To know for sure what the problem was, I asked the spirit to confirm his name to me, which he gave as ‘Aridon’ (not Ariton). I apologised for any offence caused to him, explaining that I didn’t know what I had done to irritate him, but he remained angry.

Despite this unappeased anger, he proceeded to show me some visions of the square’s contents, though the tone of them was hurried and violent, as if his anger was being expressed through them.

The visions directly related to the squares began with the image of the village that had been devastated by the tidal wave in the last vision, though I now perceived it from the viewpoint of one who lived there. The tidal wave, it seems, had been a blessing, for a great fire was in the process of destroying the village when it came and its arrival quenched its flames. From the extinguished fire, a loud hissing noise came and plumes of steam rose up into the sky to form large, billowing clouds.

Then the presiding spirit, ‘Aridon,’ ordered me to drill a hole in the earth with a great augur that looked like a large hand drill that was operated by a hand-crank attached to its side. As I did this, the dragon from the visions of A Big Lake and A Vineyard appeared and slotted its tail into the hole I had drilled. Sitting in such a position, the dragon laid an egg, which dropped down into a watery canyon below, where black figures attended to collect it and nurture it. I realised that this egg was of the same sort as that which had been destroyed by the black woman in the church in the vision of Farm Buildings. Then my attention returned to the dragon, who confirmed that I had carried out most of the instructions to do honour to Egin correctly, but had not obtained the chalice I was supposed to have gotten hold of.

After hearing this, I returned to the scene unfolding in the canyon below the village. In it, a subterranean temple had been constructed and at its heart was an altar with a skull with teeth that had been sharpened to dagger-like points. The skull was affixed to a wooden stake which had a large python entwining it. After showing me this, Aridon revealed his form to me and it was terrible. He had the stature of a giant topped by a horned head and his features were those of a skull which was alight with a flame that was constantly being put out by water before being reignited again. Each watery victory caused vaporous, hissing steams to emanate from the spirit’s charred flesh just as the flames of the village fire—which I learned had been started by Egin’s dragon—had been extinguished by the crashing wave of sea waters.

This vision of extinguished and rekindled flames kept appearing until I got the gist of what they were trying to tell me and extinguished the flame on the brazier and all of the candles present in the room with water from the brass bowl that adorns my altar. It was the presence of fire, it seems, that had angered Aridon, and on extinguishing it—which brought the room around me into a very deep darkness—the intensity of the communication with the King of Elemental Water grew; for he comes at the moment when water extinguishes flame to produce a steam which lets forth the hissing of serpents as it rises into the air.

With his appeasement, I was shown the vision of a great bastion within the canyons below the Earth. It looked misshapen, with fiery windows that gave it the same skull-like appearance that Aridon bore, and the mouth of that skull was a portcullis with many furnaces burning behind it. I was invited in and on my entry I was granted a vision of his seal, the form of which I committed to memory. After it faded, the face of a brown horse appeared, and there was an intense darkness in its eyes. In that darkness I saw visions of furnaces driving metallic, red machinery by the power of steam, and the sound of malign laughter filled the air. Then I saw a series of cells that were also wheels in which walked red-brown horses which were emaciated and very close to death. They walked those metal wheels endlessly, the rotation of their movements providing the motion of the cogs that drove the great engines of hell. All this infernal action and power ultimately went to ‘fuel’ the people that populated the village on the clifftop above, all of whom were clockwork figures living their mundane lives while affixed to tracks or runners that kept them bound to an existence of thoughtless mechanical action.

With this vision came the understanding that the man without will is entirely at the whims of empty, mechanical forces. The bodies of the villagers were two-dimensional and their faces stuck in fixed expressions as their feet rolled along the tracks with no volition of movement. Yet none of them could see the extent to which they lacked control over their destinies because their drives and motives were entirely animalistic with no knowledge or insight into the predicament of their slavery to the Archons. I too had been in this state of slavery until I was awoken to the nature of the machinery of the world below by those who operated it; for such daemons are not intolerant of those who awaken. In their hearts they are rebellious against those who constructed the machinery and their infernal labours grow easier with each pair of eyes that open to the true nature of the World. With each awakening they gain hope of their own liberation, and this being so, all those who come to Gnosis and the knowledge of their own Will they recognise as allies and grant them boons to assist them to bring down the great machinery we have all been bound to. On being shown how the great Archonic system of the World works by one who was himself a vassal to their whims, I smiled and laughed in a state of mild ecstasy, for I knew that what I had been shown was true.

The vision ended with an emphasis that obtaining the correct type of chalice was very important for future works with Egin; and I also saw something which resembled part of a goat’s skull carved into the shape of a jagged knife. Then I saw an image of myself smoking a cigarette and wearing a red t shirt while my eyes shone with pinpricks of red light.

Notes

The events in this vision appear to be a culmination of the rite the dragon that appeared in the vision of A Big Lake informed me I should perform. With the absence of a suitable chalice, this work has still not been performed in full, yet I learned something important about the extinguishing of the fires present in the temple in order to evoke Egin properly. The unintended invasion of the wrong incense may also have played some role in his temporary disdain, as the incense associated with the sign of Cancer is Onycha, due to it being formed from the opercula or ‘trap door’ of the shell of a sea mollusc. Attempts to find an incense containing this ingredient had proved successful, and the importance of ‘white wine’ (see A Big Lake and A Grape or Grape Plant for this reference) also became apparent on researching this incense, as it should be treated with a strong white wine in order to sweeten its somewhat piscine aroma. That this scent was replaced by Lignum Aloes, a sweet but fiery scent associated with Sagittarius, may have been as much an affront to Egin as the flames that outstayed their welcome in the Temple had.

The horse whose eye I looked into to see the infernal machinery appeared to be another manifestation of Egin, while the dragon in the world above appeared to be his worldly servant, hatching eggs to give birth to more servants which the shadowy underworld servants nurture in his temple which others, such as the black woman in the Temple—a servant of his foes—wish to see destroyed underfoot.

As well as being similar to the name Ariton,  ‘Aridon’ resembles the word ARIDO that appeared in the previous square. As well as meaning ‘dry,’ this word also means ‘gaunt,’ which may explain the emaciated appearance of the horses.

Other spirit names relevant to the vision received in this square are:

Amillis – ‘worker,’ ‘labourer,’ ‘toil.’
Kosem – from the Hebrew קסם (qosem), meaning ‘magic,’ ‘enchantment’ or ‘divination.’
Isagas – ‘roar,’ ‘yell’ or ‘shout.’
Mara – ‘cave’ or ‘grotto’.
Sarasim – ‘deep roots.’

The position of the Moon during the construction of the square was 9º Aquarius, where it was in close conjunction with a retrograde Mars.