XXXVII: Griffins

Griffin

XXXVII GIRIPES

Servitors: Isagas, Trapis, Parelit, Liriol, Asorega, Alogil, Ragaras, Sigis, Pliroki, Laralos, Gesegas, Tolet, Igarag, Ekalak, Ilekel, Aril, Lagasas, Kilik, Elzegar, Alpas

The word at the edge of the Square, GIRIPES, comes from the Hebrew גריפין (giripin) meaning ‘griffin.’ The name in the Central Cross is not traceable to a specific spirit, but closely resembles a mixture of the names Gesegas, Isagas and Igarag. Also notable is the appearance of the word ELOGAPI, which appears to be a derivation of the Grimorium Verum spirit Elelogap and the Lesser Key of Solomon spirit Gaap.

The Vision

I saw a black sky, twilit at its edges, from which a great star fell and ripped the heavens asunder. Beneath the fabric of the torn skies lay another sky, all of which was of the same twilit red and blue as the edges of the sky before it was. Then this sky was torn apart to reveal a brilliant blue dome. This tearing away continued until all that was left was the bare dark of a world of nothingness.

Then a single flame appeared and I saw that I was in a wood at night and the fire was my light and warmth. The Moon glinted white between a gap in the trees and a new world was formed from its light. In this world I found myself sat in a hollow with leaves all about me, beneath which lay a wooden trap door, which opened as soon as I became aware of it and plummeted me down into a musty storage room that laid buried in the earth. In the rooms were many cages housing lifeless sphinxes and harpies which were guarded by a motionless leopard that was sat in the corner of the room.

I noted that these creatures were all chimeras of some form and was prompted to choose one of them to set free. In a gap between the cages I saw the head of an eagle and touched its head. A glyph marked the spot on its head where I touched it which was like a broken square intersected by a triangular arrowhead. The creature came to life at my touch and flew up to the ground where it revealed itself to be a griffin. Behind it dangled a chain that I hauled myself up to the surface with, then used to control the griffin like a hawk is controlled by its handler’s tether. I pulled myself close to it and saw that its right eye was a Moon and its left eye a Sun. Then the Moon went through its phases until it was New and faded to black. In its place another Sun appeared so that both of its eyes shone with a great light that caused the darkened world to become awash with sunlight.

Seeing this, I let the griffin free of its leash and it flew into the skies before descending to a sandy beach where it wrote the word MARIM in the sand in the form of a Cross. Then the sea came in and washed over the letters, but only the letter ‘R’ was removed by the spume, leaving the word MAIM written twice.

MARIM

As the ‘R’ disappeared, so too did the griffin fade over the distant ocean which glittered with a sparkling golden light as it reflected the Sun’s rays.

Notes

The ‘R’ that was washed away by the sea I understood to be a representation of the Hebrew letter Resh, which symbolises the Sun in Hermetic magic, while the word ‘Maim,’ means ‘Water.’ The word left by the griffin in the sand also had the Hebrew ארי (Ari) meaning ‘Lion’ at its heart. The Lion, as well as being a Solar symbol, is the creature that the Griffin’s body is composed of. The word ‘Marim’ also bears a certain similarity to the Latin ‘maris’ meaning ‘sea.’

The new spirits to feature in this square are Parelit and Elzegar. The name of Parelit may have its origins in the Hebrew words פער (pa’ar) – ‘opening,’ ‘gap,’ ‘gulf’ and הליט (halit), ‘cover,’ giving the name the meaning ‘to cover a gulf.’ Mathers suggests the meaning of the name Elzegar is to be found in the Hebrew for ‘turning aside.’

The Square was constructed with the Moon at 28º Cancer and performed with the Moon at 6º 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.

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.

XXI: A Lion

Lion

XXI ARIEH

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

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

The Vision

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

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

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

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

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

Notes

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

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

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

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

XVIII: A Running Spring

Ocean Waves

XVIII MAKOR

Servitors: Kilik, Aril, Mara, Liriol, Lomiol.

The name at the outer edges of the square, MAKOR, possibly derives from the Hebrew מקור (maqor), meaning ‘wellspring’ or ‘source,’ while the spirit name in the central cross is that of Kilik, whose name relates to the concepts of power, strength, bastions, armies and wealth.

The Vision

A trickle of water ran from a patch of boggy grass at the top of a mound and travelled to the edge of a sharp drop where it ran down a cliff face and onto the ground below. The course of the water continued at the bottom and wound a short distance to another cliff, this one overlooking the sea, before collecting in a small pool on the rocks below. Then, looking back at the shoreline from the sea, I saw that the entire land was swollen with water and the place where the water had ran between the first cliff and the second looked like it was about to burst open and cover the land with a deluge. Then, with the appearance of a pale-blue and white bird, the deluge came and all turned to night. The sky was of a strange, deep blue, while the moon, which was visible above the sea, accepted this watery offering as a sacrifice and released a large, bat-like creature with a body as black as void and filled with stars, as though it were forged from the essence of night.

The creature hovered over the flooded earth and released a thin, pale-bodied lunatic from a crow cage that sat on the beach. On escaping, the madman ran towards the swollen ocean and raised a fist at it as if he meant to fight it. The sea surged in response, and a large, tentacled monster appeared to be thrashing beneath its surface. Surprisingly, the wild man made good progress against the sea, glowing white with moonlight as he forced it to retreat before him. He kept running through the wedge he carved into the water until he came to the opposite shore in the near distance, where a small beach resort with what was either a lighthouse or a helter-skelter lay. As the madman came to shore, the sea, rushing in fear before him, crashed into the land as a tidal wave, engulfing the resort and its structures entirely. Then, in the aftermath, he hopped back into a crow cage that was identical to the one he had been released from, which then locked itself shut behind him.

Daylight resumed as the sea retracted back to normality and the rest of the town, which was of a Mediterranean appearance, now appeared to have migrated onto a clifftop, with the space where it once lay being carved away by the storm to leave a bare beach in its place. The ground on the clifftop was left soaked by the spray of the tidal wave and dripped, as the previous wellspring did, into a crevice in the cliff face. On the beach below, I noticed the stick in the sand from the last vision and realised that this was the same location as that vision only many years later as no trace of human civilisation had been present there before. I saw the cave where the spirit had sung in the pool, but it had been sealed shut, with nothing but a narrow crack marking the place she lived.

From inside, I heard weeping and a plea for her to be left alone. I didn’t attempt to speak to her any further, but saw in my mind that she was now much older than before and perching on the rocks of a dark, dried-up cave with no water left to submerge herself in. Water dripped in from a gap above her, but it was not enough to sustain her. As she wept, a stream of tears poured out through the narrow crack onto the beach. Then, from the darkness that surrounded her, a large dog appeared and sniffed at the blue robe she wore before nuzzling into her arms and going to sleep. Just as the dog settled, the woman’s tears reached a climax and she dissolved entirely into water leaving nothing but her robe behind, which the dog rested its head on to continue with its sleep. Then, outside her abode, another bird appeared and flew back towards the pale moon that thinly illuminated the light blue sky.

Notes

The square was constructed with Luna at 12º Capricorn, where it is in its detriment. The ragged appearance of the lunatic may have been influenced by this, with his long beard and loincloth being those of a prisoner released by a particularly capricious aspect of Water’s detrimental relationship with Earth as well as possibly representing the dual nature of Saturn, Capricorn’s ruling planet, and Luna. By his ‘lunatic’ nature and his influence over tidal movement, the white clad madman appeared to be a lunar spirit, perhaps a representation of Kilik due to that spirit’s associations with power and strength. The crow cage he was in (and the crow is a bird of a Saturnian nature) was similar in appearance to the torture cages that appeared in the dungeon in the vision of A Rose Garden.

The continuation of previous themes was apparent in the appearance of the beach from the last vision—which was identifiable by the stick I had left in the sand still being in place—only with a modern Mediterranean town now being in place there, though the tidal wave devastated the ‘tourist’ part of it.

The name of the spirit Mara relates to ‘cave,’ ‘cavern,’ ‘grotto’ and ‘den’ which once again appeared in this vision, though it was now sealed shut. The fate of the spirit’s cave may have been related to the presence of the Latin word arido, meaning ‘dry,’ in the square. The spirit ultimately lost her physical form to become a stream of running water which may suggest that her prophecy about crossing the sea leading to dissolution may have been referring to her own fate, though I had the sense that the essential life force in the spirit was not dissolved, just its humanoid appearance. The dog being left alone with her clothing in the cave was a scene of sadness and melancholy, which may be another sign of the Saturnian influence of Capricorn in the vision.

XVII: Bridges

Chinvat

XVII DOBERAH

Servitors: Ekalak, Liriol, Nabhi, Laralos, Badad, Helel, Nasi, Aril, Kilik, Kokolon, Balabos

The word DOBERAH at the outer edges of the square comes from the Hebrew root דִבר (dabar), meaning ‘to speak’ or ‘pronounce,’ and is related to the variations דבור – ‘speech,’ ‘word,’ ‘saying,’ ‘commandment;’ דברה – ‘cause,’ ‘reason,’ ‘manner;’ and דבורה – ‘bee,’ which also relates to the name of the Biblical prophet and judge Deborah. The name of the spirit in the central square is that of Ekalak, whose name may originate in the Hebrew חלק (khelaq), meaning ‘portion,’ ‘part,’ ‘lot,’ ‘share,’ ‘fragment.’

The Vision

It was night and I came to a stop on a rusting suspension bridge spanning a river after running some distance on an asphalt road. I climbed on the metal railings that ran along its side and seemed to have the choice to either climb to its top or jump over the edge into the river below. I paused unsure of which of the two I should do before realising that the bridge acted as a crossroads with the river below and led to another world. Looking up and down the river to my left and right I saw that many other bridges had been constructed. Above me, I saw a waning gibbous moon and realised that I should be crossing the bridge not ascending it or jumping from it. I stood upon the road again and had the impression that a car was coming down the road with its headlights on.

As soon as I got to the other side of the bridge it became day and I stood in the midst of a landscape which looked very Greek. Around me was yellow grass, like that of a savannah or otherwise arid landscape, and at the crest of a small hill in front of me appeared a baby elephant that seemed to be happy to see me. I thought about approaching it but got the sense that its mother or father would be nearby and would trample me if I came anywhere near it. Instead, I waited a moment to see what would happen next, then trudged carefully through a track in the grass while being careful to maintain my distance from the calf. As I neared the top of the slope, the Land Rover from the vision of Farm Buildings appeared and drove over the grass, as it also had in that vision, and pulled to a halt near the elephant. As it approached, the elephant changed into a woman of middle-years wearing a velvet, burgundy dress and with long brown hair with slight curls in it which was bedecked by a crown of laurel leaves. As her form changed, the driver of the Land Rover exited his vehicle. He was a man of late middle age with sharp features and was wearing clothes that were typical of a British farmer, being a green wax jacket, green trousers and hat, and he had a shotgun with its barrel popped open resting over the crook of his right arm. On seeing the woman, he placed his gun on the floor and it flew off into the distance behind him as they both disrobed and his Land Rover also vanished.

The couple then began to have sex in front of me, which made me feel rather uncomfortable, so I scanned the surrounding environment while they got on with it and saw many eyes, like pinpricks of yellow light, were watching both me and they from a great distance. When the two had finished their act of lust, I saw the co-mingled deposit of their union left on the floor where they had lain, pink in colour and in the shape of a Vesica. From it, an enormous rose grew, as quickly and as tall as the beanstalk in the tale of Jack the Giant Killer, and a great vine twisted around its stem. When it finished growing, it stood high in the sky, penetrating the clouds. I felt the same temptation to ascend then as I had at the bridge, but once again paused before doing so. As I lingered, I sensed the surrounding watchers coming closer. Then, confirming my suspicions, a vicious black wolf stepped out from the forest close to where the Land Rover had been parked. Knowing this was the time to ascend, I climbed.

On my ascent, I noticed that the stem between the huge thorns was covered in sticky sap which made the ascent easier as it was so tacky I knew I had no chance of falling back to earth. By the time I reached the base of the flower’s head, which was as far as I could travel, I was high above the clouds and saw the sun and the moon on either side of the petals above me, the sun to the left of it and the moon to the right. Beyond them, I could see the forms of a few scattered, distant mountains rising above the soft cloud-line. As I pondered what I should do next, a beam of rainbow light appeared in the distance, beaming its rays from some unknown point in the blue sky above to break through the clouds below projecting to an unseen location on the Earth. I understood that this to be a signal of where I should now head, and transported myself there by taking one of the huge vines that twisted around the rose’s stem and projecting its end to the base of the rainbow before sliding down it in a dizzying descent that felt realistic enough to give me a touch of vertigo.

At the base of the vine, where it met the rainbow and mingled with its rays, was a sandy beach and a great sea set in a bay of cliffs, coves and caves. Written in the wet sand was the word DOBERAH, which then extended to form the rest of the square in its entirety. Behind me, in a cave, I could hear the sound of ethereal female voices singing, which I followed to find a pool of dark sea water. I sat on a rock and let my feet dangle into the pool, but got a sense of dark, shadowy entities swimming under its surface, so removed them and rose to my feet again. As I stood there listening to the song, the light of the setting sun flooded into the cave bring the music to a stop. In the water, I could see a female spirit guarding its eyes from the light of the sun. She asked me if I could block the light of the sun with my body as he found the light intolerable. I adhered to her request and asked if she had any messages she wished to deliver to me. In response, she gave the following words:

“The seal has been broken. You stand on the edge of All, at the twilight shore of Time. Cross the Sea and be No More.”

After receiving this message, I returned to the beach and watched the sea come in with the tide to wash the words of the square away from the sand. I placed a stick into the area where the word had been in order to mark its place, and with that act the sun vanished and was replaced by the moon, which then set into the sea to leave me in total darkness. From the cave, I heard the sounds of the spirits’ echoing song beginning again. In the blind darkness that was left in my mind I saw a gravestone wrapped in ivy that I recognised from a graveyard close to where I live in the ‘real’ world. Instead of the name that usually appeared on it however was an inscription which read ‘Here Lies No More.’ After noting this, I walked away from the grave and up the hill to the path that leads to my home. This marked the end of the vision.

Notes

There was lots of polarity between dark and night, moon and sun and female and male in this vision, as well as lots of aspects of liminality, such as the twilight, the shore, bridges, a crossroad and a river. The appearance of a rainbow acting as a guiding light to show me where to head next when I had ascended the heights of the rose was akin to the Chinvat Bridge of Zoroastrianism which, like Bïfrost which separated the realms of Midgard and Asgard in Norse mythology, marked the realm between the worlds of the living and dead.

One of the most striking parts of this vision was the act of sex magick between the male and female spirits that appeared. The rose they produced symbolised that of the Rosy Cross formula, while the sun and moon that flanked each side of its head represented the culmination of male and female energies into alchemical gold. The place where I came to rest in my ascent of the rose’s thorny stem was akin to the veil of Paroketh, while the rainbow that appeared in the distance represented the paths of Qoph, Shin and Tau that emanate from the Sephirah of Netzach, Yesod and Hod which come together (pun somewhat intended) to form the word Qesheth, meaning ‘bow.’ The product of this bow is the upward flying arrow of the path of Samekh, which is associated with the sign of Sagittarius and, in the Thoth Tarot, the comingled energies of The Lovers becoming united as one in Art.

What the astrological association of this formula may point to is a connection between the position of the moon when I had constructed the square, due to it being in Sagittarius at that time. This is not the first time this has occurred, as when I constructed the square pertaining to Flowers, the moon was in Scorpio and that vision featured imagery relating to Scorpion Grass and an eagle, both of which symbolise the influence of that sign. This suggests that in future I should note where in the Zodiac the Moon is when I create these squares, just to see if this hypothesis bears any fruit.

Also of interest was the female spirit who sang in the dark, watery cave. Her message related the notion of crossing the sea in order to be No More. This relates to the great Sea of Binah with the connotations of crossing it relating to the traversing the Abyss into the realms where the personal ego is disintegrated.

While I have good knowledge of the Qaballistic system of Magic I would not primarily identify myself as a Qaballist, so these are not associations I am actively looking for in working with the Squares. What it does suggest, however, is that the Squares themselves are very much a Qabalistic expression and therefore their forms very much relate to such modes of communication. This does not mean that the spirits that appear rely on such forms to exist, hey merely use the Qaballah as the ‘language’ through which they communicate, as it was in this language that the squares they swore their oaths upon were created.

Of the spirits present, Badad is of note due to the connected ways the letters ‘B’ and ‘A’ interconnect with each other in a perpendicular fashion in this square, while the two ‘D’s present in the top left and bottom right corners mirror each other and the letters B and A in a fashion that suggests a sigil of that spirit’s name could be easily formed from this square. The meaning of this name finds its origin in the Hebrew word בדד (badad), meaning ‘alone,’ ‘apart’ or ‘solitary.’

Mathers’ translation of the name Aril to ‘thorny’ appears accurate here considering the thorns that appeared on the giant rose.

Kokolon may be relevant due to its name relating to the word ‘shame,’ as I felt a degree of embarrassment while watching the two spirits in congress.

The feminine qualities in the spirits present, the first being she who first appeared as the baby elephant and the second being the underwater spirit singing in the cave, may be connected to the presence of the spirit Nasi, whose name means ‘feminine.’ This is only the sixth square this spirit has appeared in so far, but the overall tone of most of the squares has been biased far more towards feminine entities than masculine ones. This leads me to believe that the qualities of this kind of magical work is definitely one in which the feminine entities act as the dominant initiators.

Confirming this in this particular square is the name of the spirit Nabhi, which Mathers states comes from the Hebrew root נבא (naba), ‘to prophesy.’ What he failed to notice however is the fact that the feminine noun of this word נביאה (nabiah), is much closer to the mark. More precisely, this word means ‘prophetess’ or ‘sibyl,’ and is therefore pertinent to the name of the prophet Deborah that the square was constructed from as well as the presence of the female spirit in the cave who delivered a spoken prophecy. The presence of this prophetic spirit also fits well the root word דבר from which this square was constructed which, meaning ‘to speak’ or ‘pronounce,’ verifies its sibylline nature. The relevance of this root also correlates with the presence of another name found in this square, Barak, who was the ancient ruler of Israel whose victory in war the prophet Deborah was the key to. Barak’s name translates to ‘lightning,’ and is also formed of the same root as the name of the Watcher Baraqiel in the Book of Enoch.

Also present is the word שיר (shir), meaning ‘sing.’ This may relate to the singing that was heard coming from the cave, but also has a relevance to the biblical verse of Judges 5:1: ‘Then sang Deborah and Barak.’ Considering the male-female polarity present in this square, the appearance of the combined actions of this ancient pairing—in which the feminine force was the key to victory—might be seen as further confirmation of the spiritual superiority of the female powers associated with the squares.