XXXII: Wild Pigs

Pigs

XXXII Wild Pigs

Servitors: Geloma, Nudeton, Manties, Mara, Liriol, Losimon, Lomiol, Irminon, Sarasim, Iuar, Adon, Girmil, Asturel, Alagas, Gorilon, Laralos, Gesegas, Milon, Erimites, Nasi, Tolet, Morilon, Ugesor, Ramoras, Igarag, Romages, Aril, Lagasas, Isagas, Romoron, Soterion, Negen, Nolom, Nagar, Amillis.

The word in the first row and column, CADASIN and CADESIR, possibly derive from the Hebrew root קדש (qadesh) – ‘holy,’ with the extension קדושין (kidushin) meaning ‘sanctification,’ ‘betrothal’ or ‘marriage,’ while the addition of שיר (sir) in the first column perhaps represents the addition of the word for ‘a chant’ or ‘a song.’ The words in the seventh row and column, RISEDAR and NISEDAR may come from the Hebrew שדר (sedar), ‘message.’ The spirit name in the central Square is an anagrammed representation of that of Geloma, which takes its meaning from the Hebrew גלם (gelom), meaning ‘to embody’ or ‘personify.’ While there is little to directly connect these words to the Wild Pigs this Square brings visions of, the appearance of the word DIMONAS in the third column and row makes it apparent that this is a square relating to demonic power, and what is therefore figured to be ‘holy’ to such beings is that which is unclean, taboo or forbidden which, in the Hebrew tradition, the pig was perhaps the ultimate ‘embodiment’ of.

In the original text of the LBW, the words in the sixth row and column were shortened to IAGUA and ITAGUA respectively and have therefore been amended to ITAGUTA to make an even square. Read backwards, the word IAGUA, becomes AUGAI, which may refer to the Greek nymph Αυγή (Auge, also written Augai), whose name means ‘dawn’ and also the word Αυγό (augo), meaning ‘egg.’ The concept of ‘dawn’ and ‘eggs’ are connected in the concept of the Augoeides which is made up of a combination of either αυγό or αυγή and the term είδηση (eidese), meaning ‘word,’ ‘message’ or ‘intelligence.’ This concept is related to the myth of Phanes, the light bringer, bursting forth from the Cosmic Egg after the coils of the great serpent crack it open and release his light into the nascent cosmos.

The Vision

A rainbow appeared which I followed the downwards arc of from the sky to a patch of yellow grass at its base. On arriving at the grass patch I smoothed it and patted it down with my hands and revealed the end of a pipe with a circular, metal-barred vent over it through which great waves of air protruded, which I perceived came from a great engine under the Earth. I discovered, however, that it came from the sea cutting away into great caves beneath the Earth as it crashed into them which produced billows of air that spouted up through the land. I pulled the vent free from the end of the pipe and squeezed myself headfirst into the narrow, tube-like shaft. The pipe sucked me through it very quickly so that I soon shot free from its other end, which protruded from the cliff face, and flew—like a ball shot from a cannon—far from the cliffs and into the water.

Bobbing in the ocean, I beheld blue waters and skies and yachts with sails of brilliant white in the distance. One of these headed towards me and I saw that it was being steered by a being that was half pig and half human and wearing a blue sailor’s outfit. As he reached me, I climbed aboard and saw his face to have a dirty, unclean look about it, yet its voice was cultured and intelligent as it hauled me aboard. Once I was inside I noticed that dead, naked human bodies littered the deck giving off a smell that was like that of a butcher’s shop. ‘Don’t worry, you’re quite, quite safe,’ the sailor-pig commented, though I felt a silent unease coming over me. During the voyage I could feel myself transforming into a pig-human hybrid, but when I checked down at my immaterial body I could see no changes in it. Then I noticed that the human bodies on the ship had various porcine elements to them, as though they had boarded the ship and transformed into such things in the same way that I perceived myself to be changing my form.

We sailed for a short time then came to an island where other yachts were coming ashore. With me following close behind, the sailor-pig announced to his fellows that he had ‘caught another one trying to cross the sea.’ He continued that I hadn’t got very far at all and the others mocked me for only getting such a short distance into the waters before getting caught. Coming inland I saw that while the island was rather idyllic, the desiccated skins of several human beings hung out to dry on a horizontal cord about twenty feet off the ground. Their bodies were long, faceless and brown in colour as though they had been left out in the sun to be dried or cured.

On turning to the pig who had captured me, he told me not to be concerned as this fate could not come to me as I had no corporeal body and could not be harmed by them. ‘See, look down at yourself,’ it said to reassure me. On doing this, I saw that my body was my own, robed as it was in the chamber in which I performed the experiment, yet it was also partially ethereal in its substance. Despite me having no solid body, the pig then asked me if he and his fellows could feast on my essence in some way, requesting that I give them something from my astral body for them to feed off. I refused and noticed them gathering closely, with threatening vampiric features. With my eyes closed, back in the real world, I perceived movement around me in the chamber during this part, as though shadows darker than the blackness generated by my eyelids were passing from behind me to in front of me in a circular motion. Here, my body felt very tight and rigid and I felt a strong trance begin to descend over me.

Back in the vision, I seemed to have no way out of this predicament when suddenly the lead pig cried out ‘Daimon, what are you doing here?’ On hearing these words I noted that a great, solar eagle was descending from the skies and swooped down to rescue me. As it flew off, I conversed with it a little, but found my real-world trance state a little too heavy to keep my concentration strong enough to make out his words. I gleaned, however, that the island was set close to the same western sea I had been somehow forbidden to cross—or had seen the souls of the dead crossing—in previous visions. I asked the eagle to lay me down in a wood on the shore of the land that I came from, and he warned me that the demonic creatures I had encountered were likely still abroad in these parts of the lands, but I informed him that this didn’t trouble me, so he set me down. The vision began to take on a looser form at this stage with various random flashes of faces and images that didn’t seem related to anything relevant, so I drew the session to a close.

Notes

The image of unclean animals on boats harks back to the vision of A Big Lake, which began with a similar projection of an object into water over a great distance, in that case being a golf ball being hit into the lake. Of potential relevance to this is the appearance of the word ATILATI in the second column and row, which has a possible origin in the Hebrew טלטלה (tilatileh), meaning ‘to hurl,’ ‘project’ or ‘shake.’  Both visions also featured a small island in their respective bodies of water that contained some kind of threat and the feeling of being encircled or watched.

A spirit revealed in this Square for the first time in the course of this experiment was Nudeton, whose name may derive from the Hebrew root נוד (nud), used to denote the wandering of an outcast or fugitive or the shaking of the head in grief.

The concepts of pigs, demons, being projected into the sea and the ‘outcast’ nature of the spirit Nudeton reveal references to Christs outcasting of Legion into a herd of swine that leap off a cliff and into the sea in Mark 5:1-20.

The manifestation of the Eagle as a Solar Daimon may bear some relation to the inclusion of the words IAGUA and AUGAI mentioned above, which may have acted as a prompt for the manifestation of a being of the same nature as the Augoeides, whose purpose was to guide and protect me from the threat of the demonic entities on the island in the midst of the great sea of death.

The Square was created with the Moon at 2º Cancer and the scrying performed with the Moon at 12º Cancer.

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.

XXIV: Owls

Hermit

XXIV KIKIMIS
Servitors: Igarag, Mara, Liriol, Lomiol, Asorega, Asmiel, Alogil, Ragaras, Ismerek, Sarasim, Sigis, Girmil, Laralos, Gesegas, Kosem, Iparkas, Erimites, Tolet, Ramoras, Ekalak, Oroia, Romages, Geloma, Ilekel, Aril, Lagasas, Kilik, Isagas, Ipakol, Amillis.

The word KIKIMIS on the outer edges of the square comes from the Ancient Greek κικυμίς (kikumis) meaning ‘a screech owl.’ The name in the central square is that of the spirit Igarag, whose name means ‘frost,’ ‘ice’ or ‘cold.’

The Vision

A small, brown owl appeared sitting alone in a dead tree in a brightly lit but desolate landscape. Sitting in the daylight was painful to it, and caused it to muster its rage at the light, making the outer shell of the sun split into two to reveal a smaller, darker sun that was concealed inside of it. Then this sun split in half too, revealing a black neutron star it which cast no light at all,. With the coming of darkness, the landscape changed to that of a graveyard set in the midst of a circular grove of thirteen dead trees, and on each of these trees perched an owl similar to the one which darkened the sun. Then a voice came from one of the owls declaring that theirs was the time in which the dead would rise to walk the earth, and then, from each of the graves rose a foul revenant. Then, beams of light emanated from each of the owls, connecting them together to form a thirteen-sided star. In its centre stood a black, vertical column with the black star sitting at its pinnacle. I panned out of this scene to see the graveyard become a circular platform which the rising column stood in the centre of giving the landscape the appearance of a spinning top or kaleidoscope. As I noticed this similarity, it began to rotate, then spun faster and faster until the individual owls and trees became an invisible blur and combined their collective image into the vision of a single owl bearing a golden crown which was flying towards me. On its arrival at the edge of the blurred, spinning world it proceeded to try to tear at my eyes and face with its beak, but could not make physical contact due to its being contained within a world that I stood beyond.

Then, the scene changed entirely and I saw the entrance to a cave lying beyond a green marsh. I sensed that there was a bear or other wild animal inside, but on getting further inside I discovered a ruined old hermit in a blue robe wearing a gold crown who was weeping inconsolably. No words came from his mouth, and it couldn’t be determined why he was so mournful. As I approached him he cast himself into a hole in the stone which formed the gullet that lay between the mouth of the cave and a belly-like cavern below. I followed him into the cave’s gut and found him lying in a pile of crowns with sharp prongs that cut into his skin causing his pain to grow worse, though in the midst of his agony he stopped for a second to adjust his crown which sat askew on his head, as if to maintain his pride. Then, as he resumed his wailing, a slew of crowns came rushing down through the stone sphincter of the gullet above us and buried him beneath them, their sharpened prongs piercing his body with a thousand more wounds.

Then the scene changed again. It was night, and all was still and calm with a fresh, sweet-scented breeze. Atop a distant hill stood a windmill, its sails gliding gently through the air, and in a window at its top sat another owl, or perhaps the same one as before. I entered through the window and saw that the owl had moved inside to sit upon a wooden beam that spanned the top of a bare room with a wooden floor. Then the owl transformed its shape into that of a golden-haired woman wearing a blue dress. She climbed down from the beam and moved to a wooden crank-handle, which she turned to cause the sails of the windmill spin with a great speed, birthing a new wind in the air which travelled at speed across the land to the graveyard encircled by trees. All was peaceful there before the wind arrived, with no signs of the risen dead, and the owls slept upon their perches. But when the wind arrived, it disturbed them from their sleep and they woke as one and seemed to grow wrathful again. And this is where the vision ended.

Notes

The Screech Owl cited in the word KIKIMIS is one of the wilderness demons of the Hebrew tradition and an alternative Hebrew name for an owl is a ‘Lilith’ or a ‘night spirit.’ Their desire for darkness and apocalypse reflects their averse nature and their reverting to the form of a single owl after being separated into thirteen separate ones may reflect the numeration of the Hebrew word אחד (achad) – ‘unity.’

The name Erimities present in the square comes from the Greek ἐρημίτης (eremites), meaning ‘hermit.’ This appeared to relate to the appearance of the weeping old man who dwelt within the cave. His blue robe and gold crown are consistent with the colour scheme I’ve noted in previous spirit-work, which also manifested again in the female entity who appeared in the windmill with her blue dress and golden hair.

The servitor Iparkas might be related to the Livre des Esperitz spirit Parcas, known as Partas in the Book of Offices and Foras or Forcase in the Lemegeton. This spirit comes in the form of a fierce bear, a creature I thought I detected the presence of in the cave. He also reveals the location of hidden treasures which may account for the cavern full of golden crowns.

The square was constructed with the Moon at 16º Libra with the sound of owls filling the midnight air, and was performed with the Moon at 17º Scorpio.

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.

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.

IX. A Grape or Grape Plant

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IX GRAPE

Servitors: Helel, Moreh, Myrmo, Mara, Helmis, Liriol, Asmiel, Lomiol, Losimon, Sarasim, Iuar, Laralos, Aherom, Ramoras, Aril, Amillis

The words at the top and right-hand side of the square relate to the Hebrew עללה (olelah), ‘gleaning,’ meaning ‘to gather after harvest,’ as in ‘the gleaning of the grapes’ in Isaiah 24:13— ‘the people, there shall be as the shaking of an olive tree, and as the gleaning grapes when the vintage is done.’ The reversing of this word in the bottom and left-hand edges resembles the name of the spirit Helel which refers to a ‘cavity’ or ‘hollow’ but also implicates the Hebrew הלל (halel), a ‘song of praise.’ ERISOL may refer to the Greek ἐριστικός – ‘eager for strife,’ after the goddess Eris, while the words LOSOME and LASOME may derive from the Hebrew לשים (loshim) meaning ‘to put,’ ‘deposit,’ ‘lay down,’ or ‘brand,’ and points towards the presence of the spirit Losimon, which comes from the word לסימן (losimon), ‘sign,’ mark.’

The Vision

The first thing I saw was a grape in very close proximity, which I entered through the skin of to reside inside of, becoming one with the seed that lay inside of it. As a disembodied spirit, I perceived its germ to be no different than that of the embryo of any human or mammal, though I had no volition over my choice of host. Whilst inside of it I was conscious that I was imprisoned in it until it either decayed into the earth or was devoured by some creature. Before long a creature did come, and it was a phoenix, though it was in the form it takes as a mortal bird before resurrection, with red, blue and yellow feathers, a scruffy appearance and eyes that looked like something you would associate with a negative psychedelic experience. The phoenix ate the grape I lay dormant within, but soon I was passed out in its droppings and merged with the soil. I grew into shoots and then a whole vine and then an entire network of vines that spread over the earth until, eventually, I found a large tree to wind the outer tendrils of my vast body around. As I became settled into my new dwelling, I saw the same reddish-brown dragon that I had seen in the vision of A Big Lake, come down to nestle in the upper boughs of the tree. The tree could support any life, I realised as the dragon landed, for its boughs did not bend or shake an inch despite the dragon’s huge weight. On noticing me, it seemed disgruntled that I had invaded its home.

‘I don’t know if I preferred this tree before you came to it or whether I prefer it now,’ it said. ‘I may have to kill you in order to find out.’ I told him destruction would be welcome as I wasn’t enjoying such an existence, then he said it didn’t matter if he let me live or not, as I would die soon anyway, whether it be from a fire, an ash, a flood or by the hunger of some other great beast.

‘Worse still,’ he said ‘man may come and harvest you for his own gain.’ As it spoke, I became aware of the lake I had first seen this dragon flying over through the eaves of the great tree far off away in the distance. It wound its tail down around the trunk to merge with the uppermost part of my vine.

I asked the dragon its name and it replied that it was Tharson, though there was a sense that it may have been saying Tharuson, and that the name had a hermetic origin. I asked if it knew my name in this plant form, and it replied Bonab though he told me my true name was closer to Jerusay. He spoke again of how that existence as we knew it in bodily form was short and inconsequential and that life would end soon. He pointed to the sun after saying this, and I saw that it was pale and obscured by dark, rushing clouds.

‘Its light is running out,’ he said.

Following these words, I saw a man with a monk’s habit and tonsure approaching from a distance. A streak of lightning descended from the dark clouds and struck him dead and I witnessed his soul departing from his body. As this happened, the phoenix who had devoured me earlier appeared close to his body and I thought it was going to feed on the carcass. Instead, it laid a black egg on top of the body, which then sank in through his cassock and flesh and revived his corpse to life, though on rising he was dark-eyed and zombie-like as his soul had already fled.

‘We must be careful what we allow to enter us,’ the dragon said as the monk walked by.

Then, as the monk faded from view, I noticed the crocodile I had seen while experimenting with the square that makes visions appear in crystal and glass. It came close to the tree and snapped off the part of my body with where my thoughts seemed to be coming from and took my consciousness to the lake I had once sailed a small boat over. It swam out to the centre and dived down to the floor where a sealed treasure chest lay. As it opened I saw that the chest was full of gold, then the crocodile put me inside of it and closed the lid. It was glorious inside, like bathing in pure sunlight and, aside from the knowledge that large fish were swimming in the dark waters above me, I felt at peace. I knew, however, that this state was only a temporary one and that I would soon be released into the world in bodily form again.

The grape I saw was green, the type used to make the white wine the dragon spoke of in the earlier vision of the lake, while the crocodile was the same as the one who previously acted as an underworld guide. Here his role was to guide me to the parts of the underworld that the sun passes through in the twelve hours of the Duat as recounted in the Book of Gates, where it passes when it is in its northern position in its diurnal cycle. As my sense in the vision suggested, this is only a temporary phenomenon as the sun rises in the East after dawn, though the imagery of the sun in the underworld has symbolic resonance with the Elemental King Egin/Ariton—who I believed to the spirit which the dragon served in the vision of A Big Lake—who rules that direction. With the sun dying in the sky yet preserved in a pure state in the treasure chest, I believe the crocodile’s role was that of a guide or helper in this vision, which is concordant with the protective role the god Sobek played to the afflicted dead of the underworld. The act of being put away or deposited for safe keeping in such a chest may be the influence of the spirit Losimon, whose name—as revealed above— means ‘to put’ or ‘deposit.’

The phoenix has obvious connotations with the cycle of death and rebirth, though its appearance in the vision as the physical medium of that process is unusual. Its later role as the layer of a black egg into a corpse represents something I can’t quite explain, though the dragon’s warning appeared to relate to the dangers of unwanted entities entering one’s sensorium.

The closest term I could find to the name Tharson or Tharuson, was the Greek Θαρρος (tharros), meaning ‘courage,’ ‘mettle,’ ‘heart,’ ‘elation.’ However, a more significant, if less accurate rendering, is the word κάνθαρος (kantharos) which relates either to a boat or a drinking vessel, probably named as such due to its shape representing that of an inverted beetle. This would be very significant in relation to its other appearance if this is the case, especially considering that the beetle Khephra represented the sun’s passage through the Duat in the religion of the Egyptians. Of additional significance is the name of a worm which bears this name, the cantharis, which is known for the damage it causes to vines and roses. That ‘worm’ is a word commonly used to refer to a dragon and the fact that I appeared as a large vine in this vision may reveal more of uncanny accuracy I have come to experience while experimenting with these squares.

The name Bonab I was given by the Dragon was particularly unsettling to discover the meaning of, as it translates directly from the Ancient Hebrew word for ‘grape,’ בענב (bonab). This name may have been the one that the spirit with the leopard’s head may have been calling me by in the vision of the big lake when it called me ‘Bob.’

Jerusay was a little more difficult to find cognates for, with the closest match being the Hebrew word ירושה (jeruseh) meaning ‘inheritance,’ ‘legacy,’ or ‘heritage.’

Of the names that appear in this square, Aherom is a reversal of the name of Moreh, and is possibly derived from the Hebrew אחר – Akhar – ‘to remain behind,’ ‘tarry,’ ‘to come from behind,’ ‘hind part,’ ‘another,’ ‘strange.’ Another possible etymology for this name lies in it being another expression of the word רעם (ra’am) – ‘thunder,’ as seen in the names of spirits such as Ramoras and Romages.

Curiously, considering the possible meanings behind the name Tharuson cited above, the name of the spirit Helmis comes from the Ancient Greek ‘ελμις, meaning ‘worm.’

VII. A Big Lake

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VII AGAMAGA

Servitors: Alogil, Amillis, Aril, Asorega, Asmiel, Geloma, Gesegas, Gorilon, Igarag, Isagas, Lagasas, Laralos, Liriol, Lomiol, Mara, Morilon, Myrmo (Mirmo), Oroia, Ragaras, Ramoras, Romages, Romoron, Sarasim, Sigis.

The word AGAMAGA at the outer edge of the square is a palindromic expression of the Hebrew אגם (agam), ‘lake,’ while the word forming the central cross relates to the spirit Morilon, whose name relates to the Latin Mori, ‘to decay,’ ‘die,’ ‘wither,’ ‘fade away’ ‘be forgotten.’ Although the Squares as a whole are not without errors of transmission, the fact that the letters in the square are not always perfectly symmetrical should not necessarily be considered as evidence of flaws, as the expression of the ‘titles’ of the square and of the spirit names contained within it—especially the spirit featured in the central cross—are more vital to their operations than lexicographical symmetry.

The Vision

This vision began with a voice from the darkness speaking the words ‘white wine,’ before the image of a golf club was seen striking a golf ball that lay on a lawn to send it flying a long distance away to splash into a lake. Looking down at the lake from above, I saw that it was still and shrouded in mist. I descended upon it and found myself in a small coracle-like boat armed with only a short paddle to navigate its expanses with. As I rowed at a ponderous rate, I became aware of large, placid fish swimming close to the surface and knew that there were hoards of treasure abandoned by wrecked ships on the lake’s floor. I realised, from this, that the lake must have been very large if trade ships sailed over it, so rose up over the scene to take stock of its scope and found myself on the edge of space before I could see all of its shores.

Left bobbing slowly on the vast lake, I found myself wishing that my boat had an engine but realised that although I knew such things existed, they didn’t exist in the world I was experiencing this vision in. It was then that I became aware of a deep, low rumbling noise, like that of a large earthquake, coming from the bottom of the lake. I grew afraid that I would be devoured by a tsunami, so looked around for some kind of refuge, should one come. Doing this, I saw a small island of shale rising up from the surface a short distance away so headed for it and climbed to its top in case the great tidal wave I expected came. At the summit, the shale slid away to reveal a large, lidless eye that was embedded within a toe where the toenail should have been. Attempting to avoid its gaze, I walked around to the back of the eye-toe but saw, from a third-party perspective, that the eye had rotated a full one-hundred and eighty degrees to keep following. I continued in my circle and witnessed the eye complete its rotation with me. With no more deep rumbles coming from the bed of the lake and feeling more afraid of the toe than of the tsunami in any case, I got back in my boat and continued rowing.

After a short time, I saw a large galleon sailing towards me. As it approached, I saw that its crewmen all had the faces of lobsters and shrimps—unclean animals in Judaism—whose gaze followed me in the same way that the eye on the island had. As the ship had almost passed, the last of its crewmen pointed out the direction in which I should sail, doing so as if he needed to keep his actions secret from the rest of his shipmates. Taking his advice, I altered my course until I came to some rocks. After reaching the shore and realising I had not been tricked into wrecking my boat and becoming stranded, I hauled my small vessel onto my shoulder and reached solid land. On the shore I saw the back of a scarecrow that I recognised as a mute, motionless ferryman who I had borrowed a boat from in a previous vision. This vision was experienced during a work which utilised the first square of Book IV Chapter IV of the Abramelin, which is used to create visions in mirrors, glass and crystals. Such was the scarecrow’s redundancy of power that a crow rested fearlessly on his shoulder, but I laid the boat at his feet anyway, noticing as I moved away from it that it now had a pumpkin for a head.

Moving inland, I had a flash of a vivid spirit with the head of a leopard. It called me ‘Bob’ and said words that sounded similar to ‘fonscor scollion,’ which made no sense to me at all. Then the image of the leopard-headed entity faded and I saw a dragon flying towards me over the lake. In fear, once again, that I would suffer harm from, I stood my ground and waited as it flew in to speak with me. It repeated the words I had heard at the beginning of the vision: ‘white wine,’ with which came the image of a chalice with a devil’s head carved upon it. Then the dragon spoke again.

‘When you drink this, you drink his guile and his wisdom,’ it said, then flew away.

As it departed, the pall that had hung over the lake lifted, revealing a bright sunset. From the position of the sun, I realised that the dragon had come from the south and was heading north. I thought of heading into its waters to retrieve the treasures I had sensed lying beneath its surface, but was prevented from doing so by a feeling of trepidation. Then, with the impression of a net of some kind being cast, the vision ended.

The leopard that appeared reminded me of the form of the spirits Haures, Sitri and Ose in the Lemegeton, and on inspecting the square, the name of the spirit Ose—who comes under the power of Amaymon, the King of the South, in the Book of Offices—is clearly represented in it. The phrase it spoke, ‘fonscor scollion,’ made little sense at the time, but may have been a transmission of the following Latin and Greek words: Fons – ‘fresh water,’ ‘a spring or fountain,’ ‘a source,’ ‘a well;’ Cor – ‘heart,’ or ‘soul,’ ‘mind;’ and Scolion – a type of Greek lyric poetry performed as a drinking song accompanied by a lyre. In combination with the appearance of the dragon advising me to drink the white wine that was mentioned at the beginning of the vision from a chalice with a devil’s head carved into, I believe this was an instruction of how rites to a certain spirit should be performed.

I feel this spirit may be Egin, the King of the North, who rides on a dragon. That the dragon flew away in the direction is relevant, but also telling, perhaps, are the names of two of the spirits that appear in this square and the name of one of Egin’s attendant spirits. The square’s servitors Ramoras and Romages have names that may equate to the Hebrew root word רעם (Ra’am), meaning ‘thunder’ ‘rumble,’ or ‘boom’ which account for the deep tremors I felt emanating from the bottom of the lake. Mathers, however, suggests that the former of these names related to the word ramaratz, meaning ‘raised ground’ which might relate to the mound of shale that appeared in the midst of the lake.

This possible etymology is also reflected in the name of the spirit Rodabell or Radabelbes, who is one of the servants of Egin in the Book of Offices. This name, like the ones mentioned above, relates to a Hebrew word רעדב (ra’adab), which has the meaning ‘tremor,’ and thus fits with the deep, rumbling quake that I felt and heard pervading the early parts of this vision. Considering this, it is possible that the dragon that came was the mount and servant of that King delivering instructions on how to pay him homage.

When the North Solstice and the Sun’s entry into Cancer that marks it arrives, an experiment will be conducted test these theories.

Other spirit names that appeared in this square and their meanings are:

Geloma – גלום (gelom) – ‘personification’ or ‘embodiment.’
Lomiol – לעמול (lomul) – ‘work,’ ‘toil’, ‘travail,’ ‘make effort,’ ‘take pains.’
Moreh – מרה (moreh), ‘bile,’ ‘gall.’
Romoron – from Latin Remoror, ‘delay,’ ‘linger,’ ‘loiter,’ ‘hold back,’ ‘hinder,’ ‘remain quiet.’
Asmiel – ‘destroyer,’ or ‘wrath’ of God. Possible truncation of Asmodiel, King of the East in the Grimoire of Honorius.

VI. A Rose Garden

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VI RODONIA

Servitors: Adon, Afolop (Apolop), Alogil, Alpas, Amillis, Apolion, Aril, Asorega, Gesegas, Gorilon, Igarag, Igilon, Isagas, Lagasas, Laralos, Liriol, Nagar, Nagid, Nasi, Negen, Ogologon, Oroia, Ragaras, Sigis.

The word around the outside of the square, RODONIA, has its origins in the Greek ῥόδον ‘rose,’ while the word in the central cross, OGOLOGO, apparent in the name of the spirit Ogologon, may represent a palindromic expression of the Hebrew root לעג (gol) – ‘scorn,’ ‘derision.’

The Vision

It began with a single red rose spinning in a black void. As it spun its petals peeled back until it became a phallus, then a heart. The heart explodes, scattering fire and blood in the darkness and making many other roses grow out of the darkness. They formed a circular boundary made of tangled thorns which then begin to spin, just as the first rose did, emanating sparks of fire as it spun like a Catherine Wheel. From the borders, rivulets of blood ran to a concave in the centre of the circle which, when collected, formed a vortex beneath my feet which I was compelled to descend into. I refused, as it was not my will to do so, and rose high above it. From above, I saw the channels from which the blood flowed, and saw them forming a cross of iron with a channel cut into the centre of each beam. This then doubled its arms to become an eight-sided cross, then sixteen, then thirty-two, then sixty-four. Then it became a circle and began to spin, yet again. Growing tired with the constant lack of control I was feeling over this tumultuous place, I banished the entire vision from my sight and stilled myself. I stated an affirmation in the stillness that I came to see a vision of a rose garden and that’s what I expected to see.

After doing this, I found myself in a bare and barren field and had the notion that roses required manure to grow and I would have to provide it out of my own being in order to make the land fertile. After fertilising the earth in my own way, a new rose garden started to form, but it was like a thick labyrinth of tightly bound rose bushes with vicious thorns. At this point, I told myself, ‘I am in control of this. This is happening in my own mind and I can put myself anywhere I want to,’ then transported myself far away, only to find that the exact same scene established itself around me again. The temptation, again, was to go downwards, beneath the earth, but I resisted and rose up into the sky again to look down upon what looked like a great, unending maze of rose bushes below me.

With nowhere else to go, I erased the scene again and floated in darkness. In that place, the name of the spirit Gesegas came to me, followed by an announcement that a Nigerian lady wanted to speak with me. I consented to speak with her and her voice came through in a soft, pleasant voice.

‘Don’t resist when I stroke you, sweetie,’ she said. ‘It won’t hurt much and won’t last long at all, I promise.’ I replied that she was not to touch me and had no consent to do so. I formed the intent to banish her, but was instantly met with the sense that doing so would not be possible as she was far superior to me. This was a point of some disturbance for me as, like I mentioned in the vision of A Pumpkin, I have had quite a few experiences on the edge of sleep or during Astral Meditation when entities or thoughtforms appear to want to ‘ride’ me in the manner of the lwa of Vodou. Often, they are female and of African appearance and speech. Resisting this as a threat—for I was not seeking to be ridden—I recalled the starry diadem I had received in the vision of A Beautiful Palace and made it appear on my brow, sending three beams of light into the surrounding darkness. I aimed the light at the place in the darkness where I felt the woman to be and illuminated her, making her yelp in pain. Sensing my advantage, I commanded her to depart in the name of the Four Kings. A sense then came to me that she could be commanded to go into the world and perform works according to my will. I gave her an instruction as a firm command and told her that when the work was done, she would be free of any obsession of me and, being liberated from it, would not return to me again.

Pushing my will forward again, I reaffirmed my intention and formed a new scene, making a pleasant lawn of grass appear with roses all around it. At the end of it stood a marble statue of Aphrodite. I was compelled to give a rose as an offering to her, but being unable to take one of the roses that surrounded me due to the thickness of their thorns, I produced one from my own being and laid it at her feet. The white stone of the statue took a flesh-like hue at this and she became animated with life, though she remained curiously statue-like. As I looked upon her, I saw that she wore a golden sash that looked like a wreath from her right shoulder to her left hip that appeared to drip with a golden dew. I looked at her face and saw that she looked a little like Raphael’s Venus. Then she spoke.

‘What do you want from us?’ she said. ‘Why do you keep coming to us?’ I answered that I came to learn from them and to witness them for what they were in order to elevate myself. The response came not from her but from a night-black figure, male with a heavy neck, shaved head and a face that appeared to have white symbols painted upon it. He spoken into my right ear, in a deep, harsh voice, that I couldn’t have spiritual and worldly growth at the same time. Then another male, identical to the first, leaned into my left ear and said: ‘He is material growth, I am spiritual. We are twins, but we cannot speak at the same time.’ With that, I saw the female statue, whose body was now entirely golden stood between the two, her hands clutching the backs of their heads, as though she controlled them as her slaves. At her bidding, the two men turned into black and brown dogs akin to Dobermann Pinschers and curled up at my feet.

‘Would you lie with the dogs?’ she said. I replied that I would, and sunk, supine to the grass. As I did so, one of them marked his territory on my leg.

After a short rest, a hole in the ground appeared again, and no longer resisting an underworld descent of some kind, I walked into the hole, which took shape as a spiral staircase of an old castle that led down to a dungeon. Lighting my way with the starry diadem of the Morning Star once again, I lit the bleak corridors and saw abandoned hanging torture cages lining the corridor, though this part of the castle had not been used for many years. After passing some large but docile spiders, I came to a grotto with large but scattered agaric mushrooms lining parts of the walls. Above, a shaft of sunlight burned through a fissure in the roof, illuminating a round patch of grass with a few red roses adorning it. As I stood on the grass patch, it began to ascend to the gap in the roof above like a great elevator, and I realised that this grotto was the underside of the great lawn I had seen in the vision of A Beautiful Lawn. As I rose into the sunlight, I noticed that it had a rainbow hue to it, and that I was now approaching the same scene I had witnessed in that vision but from an entirely different perspective. As the patch of grass I stood upon slotted back into place in the world above, I saw that this was indeed the same Lawn as that previous vision and that I had journeyed back in time to witness the same scene from the viewpoint of one rising from the world below back into the light of day.

In the final moments of the vision, I saw the face of the Nigerian woman again, but as a memory this time rather than as a present form. Her name, I recalled, was akin to Falino or Paleno. This name is a possible reflection of the Italian Palino, which derives from the Latin Palare, and its origin Palor, meaning ‘I wander up and down or about,’ ‘straggle,’ ‘stray’ or ‘I am dispersed,’ which fits in with some of the aimless wandering I found myself doing here as well as the dispersal she herself became subject to. This name may also be related to that of the spirit Apolion, who appears in the square and whose name means ‘destroyer.’ Women of African origin also appeared in A Hunting Party, though they were more benevolent and curious than this manifestation, who was malign in nature but pretending not to be.

The name of the spirit Gesegas, which came forth as a disembodied name in the darkness, possibly derives from געש (ga’ash) – ‘eruption,’ ‘quaking,’ ‘storm.’

The theme of holes appearing in the ground occurred in A Beautiful Lawn and A Hunting Party, marking a continuation of the themes of previous visions that only became apparent in the vision of A Beautiful Palace, in which I received the protective, light-emanating diadem of starlight that was of use to me here.

Of the twenty-three Servitors appearing in this square, all have already appeared in the other visions, with the exception of  Adon and Nagid, with Adon’s name being derived from אדון meaning ‘lord,’ ‘master,’ ‘ruler’ and Nagid coming from נגיד, similarly meaning ‘lord,’ governor,’ ‘leader,’ ‘ruler.’ These may be names used to invoke the appearance of the Elemental Kings, as the image of Aphrodite that appeared was similar, but not identical, to my visualisation of Oriens. Whatever her identity, this spirit certainly had an aura of command about her, which was evident in the way she required a sacrifice—as gods do, and indeed as Oriens does in the Book of Offices—by the way that she controlled the two servants who spoke on her behalf, by the way she held their hands fast in her hands and finally by the way that she turned them into dogs. It is also known that when Oriens appears, she comes in the presence of other great kings, including the spirit Baall and her messenger Femell.

An alternative etymology of the name of the servitor Aril (as Haril) given by Mathers is ‘thorny,’ which is more than accounted for by the thorny obstacles that barred physical progress at various stages of this vision.

The name of the spirit Laralos may be from that of Lara, the Greek nymph who had her tongue cut out for not being able to keep secrets, who was seduced by Hermes as he took her to Averna on the threshold of the underworld, which saw her giving birth to the Lares, or household spirits, as a result. Avernus was a volcanic crater in Cumae, the entrance of the underworld in Magnae Grecia, and fits thematically with bowl into which blood ran at the start of this vision as well as the constant pull to places beneath the Earth.

Other points of note about the square are the prevalence of the letter ‘O’ which may signify the double-repetition of the Hebrew word AIN meaning ‘Nothing’ in the upper right and low left-hand corners of the square. Also apparent in its corners are repetitions of the word ORO, which is similar to the Greek ούρο, ‘urine,’ which was represented in the vision by the dog relieving itself on my leg. Oύρο also forms a connection with the concept of the self-devouring serpent Ourobouros, which gets its name from its eating of its own tail and feeding on its own recycled effluence in order to survive. Symbolically, this occurred in this vision with the amount of repetitive scenes and cycles in its early stages, with its ultimate return to the first vision of the Beautiful Lawn, and with the requirement for me to defecate on barren ground in order to encourage roses to grow from it. The Venusian qualities apparent form a connection to the light of the Morning Star in the vision of  A Beautiful Palace and the Venusian symbolism inherent in the Rose.

IV. A Beautiful Garden

IV SELAC

Servitors: Liriol, Mara, Sarasim, Aril, Amillis

The name forming the central cross of the square, LIRIL, relates to the name of the servitor Liriol and the Greek word λειριο, meaning ‘lily.’ The word around the outside of the square, SELAC, has its origins in the Hebrew שלח (shelakh), meaning ‘shoot,’ ‘branch,’ ‘sprout,’ ‘slough’ and ‘to send away.’

The Vision

I stood in the grounds of a park, with a great manor house visible in the distance. A large lawn lay before me which was surrounded by trees, but few flowers. Then I spotted a river off to one side of the lawn and approached it. In the middle of the river was a small island, upon which a beautiful garden grew. I decided to wade across the narrow river to visit the island, tearing a branch from a nearby tree to use as a staff to help me get across. As soon as I entered the waters, they grew turbulent, forcing me to swim over to the island even though they had seemed narrow and mild when I first encountered them.

On arriving on the garden island, I was only able to explore it for only a brief moments before I suddenly found myself far away from it, with no river or garden in sight and nothing but loose stones beneath my feet. Realising I had been transported far beyond the opposite bank of the river, I made my way back towards it on foot with the impression that I was heading south. When I came to the river again, the waters again seemed very narrow and shallow, but as soon as I entered them I realised they were horrendously deep and after only a few steps found I had to swim to the island. On arriving there this time, I found only a small, plain grove present there, then planted my staff into the ground in order to not be expelled from the island again. Two forks appeared at its end as I stabbed it into the soil, wedging it into the earth as I prepared for a struggle to remain on the island.

I sensed a shift in the world as the staff entered the earth and sent deep roots into the ground below and transformed into a great tree with a wide, thick canopy. I sought refuge under its boughs as I perceived that there were many malignant entities forming a circle around me. Night came in an instance as I sheltered beneath the eaves, with a gibbous moon peeking through the branches above. I cast a protective circle to keep the malign presences away and noticed how the waters of the river either side of the island grew turbulent again. It then dawned on me that I needed to keep myself in a still, silent state in order to make my environment serene. On doing this, the river grew gentle and the island began to bloom with flowers. All seemed calm now, with no other presences there but my own.

Then I noticed a woman appear, great in beauty and wearing a red robe. She peeled the robe from her body and revealed that she was not human at all, but a great snake. She slithered towards me and wrapped her body around my wrists, binding them tight. She spoke to me, though none of the words she spoke were familiar, being in a tongue so unusual that I was not able to even approximate their sounds, which were guttural and spoken with a harsh and loud voice. She seemed more human again as she spoke but had the presence of a vampire or of the spurned Lilith seeking to torment Adam in the days before Eve came to Eden. The garden we were in was no paradise however, but a silent, lonely place standing as a precarious bastion against the world’s perils. I focussed my mind on becoming more still and calm again and the garden flourished with florae as the balance resumed. Then I dropped into a deeper state of meditation, finding new passivity in the silence in which I heard a voice saying ‘the sacrifice has been commenced. Proceed and you will not know death.’ On those words, which did not seem obviously related to the vision, I meditated in silence for a few minutes before completing the session.

It was obvious throughout that the island garden, with its tree and snake, had taken on some of the qualities of Eden. There was no perfect state to fall from though, with its various fluxes and turmoils being connected to my own ability to still my mind and be receptive. When these peaceful states came, the garden appeared as a beautiful, serene place, but before long the peace was shattered by the coming of the serpent. Yet with its departure, I was left with the knowledge that the garden represented the illusory and impermanent nature of the sensory world, which is but a small, shifting island in the violent torrents of Being. This understanding, rather than any kind of ‘temptation,’ was the gift she gave. Although her words could not be made out, she brought a wisdom that was raw, direct Gnosis, rather than that of the intellectual faculties, which cannot adequately perceive the nature of reality of which the serpent spoke.

Throughout the vision, I could hear a female neighbour humming a strange, sombre tune, which fitted the slightly sorrowful feel of the vision rather well and didn’t distract me in the ways that noise disturbances often do. The end of her song coincided with the end of the session rather well too, accompanying the ‘active,’ visual parts but ending not long after the more meditative, ‘passive’ parts began.

After writing up the account of what I saw, I set about working out the names of the servitors present in the square, which it is always best to do after the event to prevent knowledge of the names’ meanings influencing the contents of the vision. This also allows one to determine how much objective, or at least synchronistic, reality there may be in the visions shown. Such was certainly the case in this vision, with the name of the spirit Sarasim coming from the Hebrew שרשים, which is the plural of שרש (sharash) meaning ‘a deep root,’ ‘origin,’ ‘source,’ or ‘basis.’ This was relevant due to the ‘deep roots’ the staff I held bore into the earth, with the branch that I crafted it from being directly related to the meaning of the word SELAC described above.

The name Mara also has some significance with its meaning coming from the Hebrew מערה (ma’arah) – ‘cave,’ ‘cavern,’ ‘grotto,’ ‘den’ and מער (ma’ar), meaning ‘naked,’ ‘nudity,’ ‘bare place,’ which represents the ‘grotto’ or ‘den’ of the tree I sought refuge under, the bareness of the island as I arrived there and the disrobing of the serpent woman to reveal her true form. Interestingly, Mara is also that of the death goddess who tried to tempt the Buddha with visions of beautiful women, who also represents the illusory state of the world, and therefore forms a connection to the symbolism revealed by the island that appeared in the vision. With there being no basis whatsoever for any linguisitic connection between the Sanskrit Mara and the Hebrew ma’arah, the symbolic similarity present in this particular vision cannot be entirely discounted. Also symbolically relevant was the fact that this vision’s ‘enlightenment’ took place beneath the eaves of a tree, which reflects not only the location where mankind tasted enlightenment in Genesis, but also that of Gautama’s achievement beneath the eaves of the Boddhi tree.

Liriol’s translation to ‘lily’ that I purported above did not seem very significant here, but the appearance of a spirit akin to Lilith may have been evident due to the phonological similarities between these words, with the repetition of the letters L and I in the Square indicating the Hebrew ליל, denoting the ‘night’ from which Lilith takes her name, which roughly means ‘night monster.’ That her appearance came after day turned to night beneath the canopy of the tree appears to confirm this connection.

Of the other spirits that appear in this Square, the name of Aril may be connected to the Hebrew ערל (a’aril), ‘uncircumcised,’ which reflect the spirits being seen as ‘pagan’ and therefore inimical to God in the Jewish context of the Abramelin. Amillis, meanwhile, resembles עָמֵל (a’amil), ‘worker,’ ‘labourer,’ ‘exertion,’ ‘toil,’ and is possibly named as such due to the servant spirits’ functional aspects as the ‘slaves’ of the Four Kings.