XXXIII: Dragons

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XXXIII TANIN

Servitors: Negen, Sigis, Gesegas, Nasi, Lagasas, Isagas.

The primary word on the Square’s outer edges, TANIN, comes from the Hebrew תנין‎ (Tannin), meaning ‘dragon,’ ‘serpent,’ ‘a monster’ or ‘a sea monster,’ though its ultimate root is תן (tan), denoting a jackal or any other fell land animal. The secondary on word on the outer edge NINAL may expand the watery connotations associated with the tannin, in its possible expression of NIN as the Hebrew letter nun, נן—which derives from a Phoenician pictogram that represented a fish or water serpent—and the divine suffix AL to represent a ‘fish god’ or divinity of the waters such as Dagon or Atargatis. The spirit name in the central cross is that of Negen, whose name comes from the word נגן which denotes ‘a musician.’ The word in the second column and row is also of importance as it comes from אשף (asep), meaning ‘a wizard,’ ‘a magician’ or ‘a sorcerer.’ In the original Square, the second row actually featured the word ASEPIN, which is the pluralised form of this word, but the ‘N’ at the end was removed as it would not fit in the Square and is also accounted for by the appearance of the letter ‘N’ both above and below the final ‘I’ of ASEPI.

The Vision

After invoking the Four Kings, the Dragon I visualised Egin sitting upon swooped down from behind me in the North and took me to the South over many fields and old castles before setting me down me to a thick forest. I climbed down from its back and stood at the eaves of the wood from which the sound of drums and wooden percussion instruments could be heard. I was reticent to enter the forest, which was filled with tall, straight trees that were planted in neat lines very close to each other, thinking that the dragon would incinerate the trees with its breath as soon as I set foot in it. On detecting this thought, it brought its enormous maw up close to me and told me that it could tear me apart easily enough if it meant to destroy me and urged me on. I raised myself up to look over the thick growth of orderly trees and saw that their heights were all also perfectly even. In their centre, in a grove, stood a tall white column, as sharp as a spike. I knew that this was where I must head.

I made my way through the woods and found it very difficult to walk through, and also found the vision, difficult to keep my concentration on as I attempted to walk through the trees, as though the whole vision would end any moment. I persevered and after travelling into the woods a little more, saw bloody human heads, from which all of the flesh had been gnawed upon the forest floor. The sound of the drums, which had not ceased since my entering the wood, now suggested the presence of cannibals. Then I came to a trough where all of the trees had been knocked flat to the floor by some great monster. Here I saw that the trees had fallen to form the shape of a great ribcage. I followed the direction of the carcass of this strange creature that was at once tree and bone, that was set at a crossroads that ran from west to east. Turning to my right, I headed east and came to the forest’s edge. The trees thinned there, and I recognised that part of the woods to be where the eagle had set me down in the previous vision. I saw the cliff line running away to the direction of the village where dragon meat disguised as that of buffaloes was sold and saw the sea before me where the buffaloes had dived down into the water.

Realising that my coming here had diverted from my goal, I re-entered the wood, came back to the wooden rib cage at the crossroads and ventured south again. I came to the tall white tower and saw that it was fastened to the earth by four white clamps, each of which ran in each cardinal direction. The tower tapered to a point, at the top of which a candle flame burned. I entered the tower and was elevated straight to the top where I found my essence merging with that of its flame. From that vantage point, I looked out in all four directions. To the South, before me, I saw the great watery dragon, Baltharin, in the waters, and also the island where the pig demons roamed far in the distance. Around to the West, I saw the great ranges of mountains with the chanting witches who lived in the thick forests at their feet. To the North, I saw the dragon who had set me at the forest’s edge and beyond him, the great plains, rivers and meadows, where I had seen the Lawn, the Beautiful Garden and the Bridges, Steers and Farm Buildings. And to the East, I perceived the forests and trees bordered by the rough wastelands and waterfalls where I had seen the Grape Plant, Vineyard and the Rose Garden. Here, in the centre of all of these things, where neither dragon could go, I connected with both of them, acting as an intermediary between them, and merged both of their essences as one in my fiery body.

As I gazed upon Baltharin in the seas to the South, I saw his body in the colours of blue and white, as I had seen them before, and upon his breast the number 6 was formed. Then, as I gazed upon the northern dragon, I perceived that his names was Larandros and that his black body and yellow breast were marked by the number 9. I understood that they represented the Sun and the Moon from this, and in me the forces of the two were combined and their spirits soared into the air and danced around one another in a wheeling dance taking the shapes of the number six and nine. I understood their names were deeply connected with one another in a way that I needed to figure out if I was to uncover the mystery behind each of their beings.  Then, above me, in the central point between these two forces, I saw that the Sun was directly over my head, as it would be if I stood at the Equator, and upon it was marked the glyph of the Zodiacal sign of Aries. Once the mingling of the essence of the dragons was complete, I became one with the beams of sunlight that came down from the scorching sun above and realised that everything in this world of visions was born of my own psyche and that I, as the essence of its Sun, had dominion over it. Yet all the creatures that lay within, although given flesh by the processes of my own mind and imagination, came from the great darkness beyond the spheres of that world, as, ultimately, did I.

The vision ended with the sight of a brown apple core and empty corn husk being tossed into the earth while the rays of my light shone on them. Then, almost instantly, the patch they were buried in yielded fresh produce in great abundance.

Notes

The vision was set about by a feeling of completion, as if it represented the coming together of all of the aspects of these visions so far, yet there are still six more visions to be seen. As the thirty-third vision, there may have been a mathematical relationship to the numbers six and nine that were revealed, with three plus three equalling six, and three multiplied by three equalling nine.

My place in the central point of the crossroads between the two oppositional forces was represented by my position on that worlds equator, which represents the position of 0º Latitude, mid-way between the tropics of Cancer in the North and Capricorn in the South. The appearance of the glyph of Aries upon the Sun also represented the point of 0º on the East-West ecliptic, where the Sun lies precisely between its Southern and Northern solstitial points. As the point of balance between these Solar and Lunar forces, I was a vessel for their coming together as male and female conjoined into one. Strangely, however, their positions were reversed, with the Northern Dragon representing the element of Earth and the Moon, and the Southern Dragon representing the Element of Water and the Sun. My understanding of these principles is good enough to know this wasn’t my own error, so why this anomaly occurred cannot be explained other than it showing the interchangeability of their essences.

The name Baltharin was previously assessed to mean Lord of the Razor, or similar, though an alternative possibility is that its suffix was not –tharin, as I interpreted it to be, but –thanin or —tannin, which would make it the Lord of the Dragons. The name Larandros represents a Latin or Greek linguistic expression, with Lar– possibly relating to the Lares, who were tutelary spirits of the home and the crossroads. The word Lares has an etymological origin in the Etruscan 𐌋𐌀𐌓, also meaning ‘Lord,’ while –andros either represents a masculine quality or a truncation of the Latin andron or andronis, which relates to a corridor, passageway or hallway. Given the great deal of imagery relating to crossroads in this vision, this seems of potential relevance, but there is also the possibility that the name Larandros means ‘Lord of Men’ in contrast to the ‘Lord of Dragons’ expressed in the name Balthanin.

The Square was constructed with the Moon at 1º Leo and scried with the Moon at 8º Leo.

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.

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

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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.

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.

XXI: A Lion

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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.