XXXVIII: Rabbits

Centaur Hunting Rabbit


Servitors: Nagar, Negen, Mara, Igarag.

The word on the outer edges of the Square, ARNEB, comes from the Hebrew ארנב (arneb), ‘rabbit.’ The spirit name evident in the Central Cross can be interpreted as either that of Nagar or Negen, though the perfect use of palindromes throughout this Square suggests the that the letters NAG, representing Nagar, are the most meaningful. Nagar’s name derives from the Hebrew נגר (nagar) denoting ‘liquid’ or ‘flowing,’ while Negen derives from נגן (negen) meaning ‘a musician.’ RIAME may be a derivative of ראים (raim), meaning ‘seeing’ and has a connotation linked with mirrors, scrying and visions.

The Vision

I saw a white rabbit, more suitable as a family pet than a wild animal, alone in a wood. Knowing that predators were after it, it sniffed the air and grew afraid. It dug a hole in the ground to hide and made its way into a warren where other rabbits told it that it needed to change its skin if it wanted to survive. These words of advice were followed by what looked like a great mound of white flesh being ripped open by a grotesque, yawning wound from which no blood flowed, as though it was the flesh of a corpse. From inside the pale, fleshy mass, a pallid face was visible which had milky-white, lidless eyes. The torn flesh that surrounded the head of this being enveloped its chin and scalp like a grotesque helmet before changing its appearance to that of a gaping shark. The figure that wore this apparel around its head then stood to its full length, its mouth by the lower jaw of the shark’s head and said ‘I am your nature’ to me in a whispering voice, and communicated that it was a god of the sea. It then towered up above me and, looking up, I saw the inside of the shark’s mouth, its rows of vicious teeth lining the inside of its skull like thousands of rows of white stalactites in a cave.

Then I was standing in the wood again and before me was a centaur. Gesturing to the ground it said to me ‘shall we get that thing out of there?’ and I agreed that we should. It then caused a small explosion on the forest floor and revealed something akin to an underground laboratory rather than the warrens that the rabbit had fled into in the space below the earth. The place was old-fashioned and ruined and bundles of loose wires were strewn from the archaic machinery that furnished the lab. I asked the centaur if it could fix the place and it said that it could and after a short delay filled with strange, disconnected visions—which included me looking into the lens of a pair of mirrored sunglasses and seeing someone else’s reflection looking back at me—the centaur announced that the equipment was now in working order. All over the floor were scores of small robots, which proceeded to flicker into life with LEDs flashing and with gaits like those of clockwork toys as they walked. The spirit prompted me to command the toy robots out into the world and give them a task to accomplish. This I did, and once this was done, I found myself standing behind a tall man in a hotel lobby whose presence was causing great fear to the guests and staff there, and some sort of havoc started to be broken loose just as the vision ended.


Like the previous experiment, there was something hidden beneath the forest floor in this vision. This time however, the lifeless automatons that were there were brought to life with the assistance of a greater spirit, who, considering his appearance as a centaur in the woods, may have represented the Lemegeton spirit Barbatos. The loosing of the robots found in the underground laboratory was akin to the releasing of many spiders from a cleft in the Earth in the first of these experiments, which gave visions of A Beautiful Lawn. The appearance of a shark-like spirit was similar to the monstrous water spirit that appeared in the visions of A Vineyard and Peacocks. That this foul-looking monster was submerged in flesh and said ‘I am your nature’ on being released from it may be of some kind of significance. Also significant was the assisting spirit asking me if we should ‘get that thing out of there,’ which may have been a form of exorcism ridding me of a parasitic entity or emotion. The fixing of broken machinery inside an underground lair may have referred to inner processes of the mind or brain and the coming to life and sending forth of small robots may have been the releasing of a magical force designed to assist with a specific worldly objective. The underground machinery and clockwork motions connected with it is also reminiscent of some of the events seen in the vision of A Village.

The Square was constructed with the Moon at 5º Scorpio and scried with the Moon at 14º Scorpio. Notably, this is a malefic water sign.

XXXIII: Dragons



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.


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


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.


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.

XXIX: Eagles


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

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

The Vision

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

XV: A Mountain

four kings


Servitors: Asorega, Mara, Liriol, Losimon, Lomiol, Alogil, Ragaras, Irminon, Sarasim, Ogologon, Igilon, Sigis, Gorilon, Laralos, Gesegas, Kosem, Milon, Nasi, Morilon, Ramoras, Igarag, Ekalak, Geloma, Aril, Ilekel, Lagasas, Kilik, Kokolon, Isagas, Romoron, Negen, Nolom, Nagar.

KEKASIM appears to come from Hebrew קסם (qesem), ‘magic’ at the top and right, while in MISAGER there lies the possibility of the reversal of the Hebrew רגש (regas), meaning ‘tumult,’ ‘commotion,’ ‘noise,’ ‘emotion,’ making the word REGASIM when affixed with the collectivised suffix –im. The spirit name in the central cross is that of Asorega, coming from סריג (soreg) relating to the ‘boundary wall’ that came in the form of a fence of reticulated or weaved sticks that closed the inner Temple of the Hebrews off from Gentiles or the ritually impure. The meaning of this word is the same as that of the Hebrew for ‘grid,’ ‘grill’ or ‘grate,’ which may account for the ‘grid’ pattern evident in the squares. ELISONI resembles the Greek ἐλέησον (eleison), which denotes the quality of ‘mercy.’

The Vision

The mountain revealed itself as the same high, snowy peak I saw in the vision of A Snow. What was left of my old body lay contained by the clothes I was wearing. From one of the pockets, I pulled a golden talisman that resembled an Ankh, the strap of which was like the wings of an angel, while the face of a cherub or female angel lay in the cross’s interection. I pushed the remains of the body into a narrow hole it had been lying over, sending it plummeting down a narrow shaft into the roots of the mountain. Looking down, I could see a deep, blue, light glowing far below and considered exploring it, but decided against it because of how narrow it was. Looking around the vista, I could see the bluish mountains that the previous vision of A Castle on a Mountain was set in far away to the south, and beyond it was the Lake. Looking around at the landscape I asked what the name of this strange land was and received an answer from a disembodied voice which gave an answer that sounded like Kariouna. After hearing this name, I flew into a pall of clouds that lay before me in the west and rose above them before coming to rest on a much higher peak. Only a small portion of this peak was visible above the clouds, but all was cloudless and blue in that highest place.

Then I became aware of the presence of a spirit floating in the air before me in the east, its face skull-like with the remnants of its flesh flapping in the wind, while its strands of thin hair and its ragged black cloak billowed similarly. Then another three spirits identical in appearance to the first came from the other three cardinal directions. With me in the centre, they locked their hands together around me and flew me high into the sky with them. It was explained that these high airs were their dwelling place, and they were taking me up so that I can see all of the Earth below me, revolving as they flew. When they finished moving, they told me that they were intermediaries between that which was celestial and that which was not, and each of them ruled a portion of the world and governed the boundaries between the above and the below—microcosm and macrocosm—giving power over the elements in the material or external world while granting gnosis of the spiritual or internal world.

After they explained this, I saw one of them appear with the face of a lion, but the veils the others wore were not put aside in this way. The one with the lion face informed me that the golden, angel ankh I had been given was also a dagger and instructed me to pull it out, which I did to find a short, tapering, razor-sharp blade sliding free of its golden scabbard. Then I was told that this tool was the means to ‘unlock’ the four spirits as it was also a key which should be borne to obtain their favour and that of all of the spirits under their sway. With their consent, I inserted the dagger into each of their bodies and turned it, beginning with the one in the east, then the ones in the north, west and south.

Then I was back on the ground and the Four Great Spirits were gone. I went back to the spot lower down where I had pushed my old corpse into the heart of the mountain and decided to descend to see what was down there. Once I had reached the bottom I saw that the blue light I had seen emanating from its depths came from a beautiful lagoon lit by rays of bright sunlight burning down from above. On the shore of the underground pool lay a rowing boat which, having nowhere else to go, I boarded and began to row. As I approached the centre of the small lake, a maelstrom appeared and sucked my boat into it, casting me onto the wet floor of a cave far below where the boat was smashed to pieces but I somehow remained unhurt. Then I left the cave through a fissure in the rock to find a car waiting for me outside, which I entered and drove away in.


In this vision, the nexus of ‘above’ and ‘below’ could be thought of as the same kind of ‘boundary’ suggested in the name of the spirit Asorega. The mountain or high place as the terrestrial location where the boundaries between worlds are notoriously thin and permeable is long established, with connections between mountains and ‘peak-numinosity’ being well attested as the space where the celestial and earthly realms intersect across the spectrum of the world’s myths and religions. These are evident in the experiences of Moses on Mount Sinai, of Christ at the high place Satan showed him the vision of the four corners of the Earth (and later the Mount of Transfiguration and Golgotha), in the ascent made to high places such as Gorsedd Arberth in order to enter the Otherworld in the Mabinogion, in the depictions of Mount Olympus and Mount Zaphon as the abodes of the gods in Greek and Canaanite myth and in the figurative Mountain of the Adepts, Mount Abiegni, in the Thelemic and Rosicrucian traditions.

By virtue of their revelations and cardinal attributions, the four spirits I conversed with were probably the Four Kings—Oriens, Amaymon, Paymon and Egyn—whose presence has been hinted at in many of the previous visions, with the most overt being that of Oriens in the vision of Farm Buildings, though they were also represented by four beams of light in the vision of A Castle on a Mountain. In concurrence with that vision, only one of those spirits spoke and revealed more of itself, being the one in the East, Oriens.

The name Kariouna I received, which was that given to the world I was looking upon, may have its origins in the Ancient Greek κάρυον (karyon), meaning ‘head.’ This backs up a notion I had during the vision of Wild Animals where I had the sense, from the hemispheric nature of the amphitheatre, that I was in communication with some aspect of my brain. Together, these visions suggest that this astral world I have been exploring is a product of my mind and therefore of my brain. This is certainly the case to an extent with magical tools such as scrying and astral travel and is not something I would seek to dispute. What is interesting about such experiences however is the way that certain images, words and symbols take shape in the mind, suggesting that some kind of deep-level communication is taking place, either with extraneous spiritual entities or with some impersonal and unfathomable part of the psyche which possesses the same kind of preternatural that extraneous entities or daemons would. The argument about which of the two these and other magical phenomena can be attributed to is ultimately moot and will never be one that all practitioners agree upon, but my experience with such things leads me to believe that this sort of ‘astral’ work takes place on the threshold; the intersection of what is self and what is not-self. It is self-communication, yes, but it also takes place both at and beyond the borders of self, in a liminal area where other intelligences have influence over the contents of the unconscious mind which in turn comes to present awareness through the media of the personal psyche.

That the answer κάρυον, ‘head,’ I was given to my question about the nature of this world came in an ancient language I have no great knowledge of, while others have come in Hebrew and Latin or Kabbalistic, mythological or other symbolic correspondences, appears to provide proof that it is not just ourselves we are communicating with when we work with such things. Nor can it be some unexplainable process of depth-psychology that is being experienced unless such unaccountable knowledge can be said to be intrinsic to one’s psyche through theoretical constructs such as the collective unconscious or morphic fields. Ultimately then, I would postulate that the ‘liminal’ space such experiences take place in is that of the intersection between self and not-self and represents the same kind of boundary or veil between one ‘realm’ and another—one worldly and functional, the other invisible and mysterious—that the name Asorega and the Soreg stone of the ancient Jewish Temple represent.

Aside from the words and names already explored above, names with some relevance to this vision include: Sarasim, meaning ‘deep roots’ which relates to the deep cavern beneath the mountain; Mara, whose name relates to caves and grottoes and therefore ties in with the ‘deep roots’ of Sarasim; Nagar, meaning ‘fluid’ or ‘liquid,’ which relates to the lagoon in that grotto; Igarag, whose name pertains to the frost and cold associated with the upper reaches of the mountain; and Nolom, from the Hebrew נעלם (nolom) meaning ‘hidden’ or ‘concealed.’

XIII: Farm Buildings


XIII Farm Buildings

Servitors: Ugesor, Peresh, Asorega, Saraph, Ragaras, Parusur, Alluph, Nogah, Alagas, Ogologon, Adon, Laralos, Gesegas, Aherom, Helel, Ramoras, Holop, Romages, Geloma, Lagasas, Alpas, Romoron, Negen, Nolom, Nagar.

The word at the outer edges of the square, MELUNAH, comes from the Hebrew מלונה (melunah), meaning ‘doghouse’ or ‘kennel.’ The word in the central cross derives from the name of the spirit Ugesor, which may come from the Hebrew גשר (gesor), meaning ‘bridge.’

The Vision

A field being furrowed by an old-fashioned plough appeared. Alongside it was an old Land Rover with an ‘R’ suffix in its licence plate. When they reached the edge of the field they headed into a large barn, the door of which closed behind them and were locked shut with a padlock and chain. Moving away from the barn, I moved towards a central courtyard of a farm that I recognised as one I spent much time on with my Aunt and Uncle as a child, though the buildings that surrounded it were not the same.

The first building was the locked barn I had left behind me. The second, to my left, was a chicken coop. Going clockwise from there, the third building consisted of a barred door which a German Shepherd stood behind. It had the appearance of a guard dog, but cried in excitement when it saw me, as though I were known to it. The fourth place, in front of me, was a house, the door of which was open and revealed a seductive woman hiding in the shadows inside. The fifth was a pen containing many cows and the sixth, to my right, was a church with a great shining cross glowing through its doorway. The seventh and final building, which was positioned behind me and just to the right of the barn, was a long, single-storeyed hall that was thick with shadows inside. This was the building I decided to enter.

Once I was inside, the door slammed shut behind me and I saw a table that almost ran the length of the hall. It was covered with a feast, with the most prominent food being the bunches of grapes that lay either side of a single candle, which was the room’s only source of light. I sat at the table, but before I could decide whether I wished to eat any of the food provided, a rasping female voice filled the darkness.

‘It’s interesting that you come here, to the only place where you didn’t know what lay inside,’ it said. ‘This is why you are suitable for this purpose.’ It proceeded to speak of many things with me, both asking questions and giving guidance, and I felt a sense of snakes crawling all over the floor whenever I spoke back to her.

Then, the bearer of the voice told me to take the candle that lay on the table, as it would be my only guide in the world of darkness ahead. First however, I had to burn my hand with its flame to prove my courage. As a point of synchronicity, there really was a single candle on a table before me in the ‘real’ world in which I sat in a chair performing this work, so, in both the astral and material planes, I picked up a candle with my left hand and slowly passed my right hand through it three times making the hair on the side of my hand burn. The smell created by that burning, the spirit told me, made an effective fumigation that would be suitable as an offering to spirits of an infernal nature, as would the smell of burning flesh. One of the questions it asked was why I didn’t descend into the spiral staircase ‘they’ had shown me in the vision of the Wild Animals. I answered that I had to wade through enough shit in my mundane life every day so didn’t wish to further taint myself needlessly. She told me that the filth of the material world was nothing to be concerned about as it could be washed away with ease and did not affect you once it was gone. The filth of the spiritual kind, however, was indelible and made one grow darker and more stained with every contact with it and nothing in existence could remove it.

The voice, though female, was deep and rasping, and I felt a large python winding its way up my right leg as she spoke again. Then she asked me to burn my hand again, and this time until I felt a degree of pain. I did this by placing my hand about six inches above the flame, where I left it for a few moments until I whipped it away.

‘One day,’ the voice spoke, ‘when your tolerance to fire becomes great enough, you will willingly set your whole body aflame to obtain what we offer. You would burn yourself into nothing to attain it, and in doing so you would become one with the infinite and know all the secrets that lie hidden in the great darkness.’

Then, in an instant, I found myself within the church I had seen in the western quarter of the farm’s courtyard. Inside, a black woman with short hair and wearing a silk garb the colour of lapis lazuli was leaning over a wooden rail near the altar and reaching to retrieve something from a bag. After a few seconds, she pulled out an egg and hurled it to the floor. A baby snake wriggled in its ruin, with the splattered albumen being the colour of blood. The black woman then turned to me and said ‘stamp on it!’ I refused and she asked me why with anger and annoyance in her tone. I stated that I believed the serpent was sacred, representing healing and wisdom and was the symbol and means for our path to gnosis. As I said this I noticed that there was a huge white statue behind the altar rail and the sun from a window to the east of the church was shining on its face to form a letter ‘T’ over its brow and nose. The woman, regarding the statue said that as I was in the church of He Who Trod The Snake Underfoot, it was my duty to do him honour and stamp on the snake. Again I refused and saw that the rest of the body’s statue took the form of a great giant with its sandalled foot crushing the head of a large serpent. The woman then fled from the church laughing maniacally and telling me I would regret my disobedience.

After she left, I noticed that the T-shaped shaft of sunlight came from a window of the same form high above. I stood in the centre of a circular chamber at the church’s centre and let the letter fall upon my face. Then, the letters I, S, A and S all beamed through another four windows spaced equidistantly around the dome that encircled the roof, with an equal amount of sunlight shining through each. All of the beams that came from these letters shone at once upon my face, writing the word TISAS on me, each letter merging into a single mass of sunlight. With the light blinding me, another female voice spoke, demanding that I place my candle down in the east before her and burn some item close at hand in its flame as an offering to her. This I did, and she instantly gave me some of her teachings though I can’t reveal more of the what she taught me here. Following her tutorage, a chorus of spirits danced and chanted lines the main female spirit prompted them to repeat in the church’s undercroft before I exited into sunlight to see a brief vision of a Magpie and a Swift before the vision came to an end.


The volume of information coming from this Square was copious, possibly due to its containing the names of twenty-six different spirits. The most dominant voice was that of a powerful female spirit, which appeared consistent throughout but grew significantly stronger when the five-lettered beam of sunlight shone through the church windows to illuminate my face. The word given in this part, TISAS, appears to form the outer edges of a new word square, with the name SIGIS fitting quite naturally into the central cross. Considering the appearance of dancing, chanting spirits in the church’s crypt after the appearance of these letters, it is possible that TISAS may derive from the Ancient Greek θίασος (thiasos) and the Latin derivation thiasus which denotes a congregation of singers and dancers gathered together in celebration.


A mild synchronicity occurred after the vision, which ended with images of a Magpie and a Swift, when I hit the shuffle button on my music player to find the song Black Swift coming on.

At the beginning of the vision, an old Land Rover with an ‘R’ suffix appeared. In the UK, vehicles with this suffix would have been registered new between September 1976 and August 1977, which was the period in which I was born.

The appearance of the word Melunah in the square is interesting because the spirit who appeared as a horse in the previous vision gave its name as Melenhor, which was also the name of an old familiar of mine who I previously recalled demanding a human or animal bone to dwell within while it was in my service. It wasn’t until I began the preparatory work for this square the day after working with the one which caused Paddocks and Fields to be seen that I put this connection together. Melenhor’s name would therefore appear to be a derivation of this word which, meaning ‘kennel’ is relevant to a vision in which hunting dogs were prominent and is also befitting of a vision in which the images of farm buildings are evoked. A solitary dog appeared in the vision, but it seemed to bear no relation to the hunting hounds that appeared in the visual content of the previous square.

The interpretations I made of the meanings of the prominent names and words of the square didn’t seem to express themselves very overtly, with the dog kennel appearing only briefly and no real connection to the word ‘bridge’ appearing at all. Of the new names that appeared in this square, the following meanings may be attributed.

Holop – חלוף (cholup) – ‘transitory,’ ‘ephemeral.’
Alagas – Possible derivation of λαγάς (lagas) – ‘a hare hunter.’ See tags for Lagasas.
Alluph – אלוף (alup) – ‘domestication.’
Nogah/Nagar – נגר (nogar) – ‘fluid,’ ‘liquid,’ ‘flowing.’
Nolom – נעלם (nolom) – ‘unknown,’ ‘hidden,’ ‘disappeared.’
Parasur – Possibly from the Latin paras meaning ‘to provide.’ May also originate from פרס (peras) – ‘reward,’ ‘prize.’
Peresh – פרש (peresh) – ‘horseman,’ ‘knight,’ ‘rider.’ Also possibly of the same origins as the above, Parasur.

VI. A Rose Garden



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

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

The Vision

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

II. A Hunting Party


Wild Hunt

Servitors: Nagar, Gorilon, Liriol, Asorega, Alogil, Ragaras, Igilon, Sigis, Laralos, Gesegas, Nasi, Tolet, Igarag, Aril, Lagasas, Kilik, Kokolon, Isagas, Soterion, Negen.

The linguisitic origin of the word KINIGESIA found in the outer lines of the Square comes from the Greek κυνήγι, ‘hunting’ combined with the suffix -ησία (-esia) which denotes the condition, situation, process or action of something.
The Vision

As the sitting begun, the name ‘Asugul’ came through very quickly, followed by a vision of a mounted fox-hunting party on the bridge over the canal near the entrance of London Zoo. Their leader, a sharp-featured, menacing man whose flesh was corpse-like in hue, approached me aggressively, making me think for a moment that I was their pray and that I should flee, but I stood my ground. As he came closer, he remonstrated with me, saying ‘you’ve got one of them haven’t you?’ As he spoke, I sensed he was hunting something that had escaped him. Not knowing what he was talking about, I denied having whatever he was hunting, but thought he may have been pursuing a familiar spirit who had escaped his custody. Then, on hearing a word that sounded like ‘spray,’ I saw that one of the party had a golden osprey on its arm, which it released into the sky. I followed its course with my mind and saw the world below from its point of view, feeling saddened by the fact that the bird was attached to a long cord and wasn’t free to do its own will. Looking down from its high viewpoint, I saw that there was no trace of whatever it was that the party was looking for. Returning to ground level, I perceived the other huntsmen as a congregation of pallid-skinned creatures with large, bright, yellow eyes gathering around me. At the same time, I also sensed them manifesting in the room around me as small black spots of shadow clinging to the walls.

Then the setting changed to that of a forest, where I saw an old, bearded man clad in grey being sitting on the back of a horse-drawn cart. His left arm was covered in blood up to the elbow and he seemed unable to walk by himself, as if he’d been injured. From previous works, I recognised this man as one of the guises of the spirit Barbatos, a forest-dwelling spirit with links to hunting due to Weyer’s description of him as appearing in Signo sagittarii sylvestris, or ‘as a woodland archer.’ As the old man was led away into the distant forest, I saw his face quickly change into that of a bear, then a lion, then a ram, then a boar then finally a hare. As the cart disappeared down the track, I saw the leg and haunches of a white hare darting away from the scene. Some distance behind the cart came a collection of white-robed, hooded figures who eventually came to a stop at a bear trap and threw a shrouded, human-shaped body into it. Before I could see anything else, the scene faded into darkness in which a line of black women walked before me. One of them was very curious about the square in my hand and asked to see it. I consented and opened my hand, leaving it balancing on my palm for the rest of the session. After doing this, the last of the women, who bore beautiful, Egyptian features approached me and said ‘sit steadfast and see.’ After this, the forest reappeared and I now saw that the body in the pit was that of a bear, not a human, as if it had changed its form after being slain. Around its carcass, fur-clad men gathering around it to eat its flesh and absorb its strength.

This was the last thing I recall seeing in the vision, which began to grow hazy and filled with nonsense words and fleeting images. This signified the time had come to give up and end the session.

The next morning, I noted a curious synchronicity relating to two people, one of whom had the surname of an animal and the other had a surname which was one letter away from the name one of the spirits of the Lemegeton. For privacy reasons, those persons cannot be named here. The most curious aspect of the vision, from my perspective, was the immediate reception of the name Asugul, which seemed familiar but yielded no significant results when a cursory Google search was run, and bore no direct relation to any of the Servitors’ names. Analysing the structure of this name, however, I noted its similarity to words of Semitic origin such as the Hebrew Az, goat, and the Arabic Ghûl, ‘ghoul,’ which is a demonic entity that robs graves and feeds on corpses. More significant, maybe, was the phonological similarity of this word to the Babylonian Assaku and the Sumerian Asag, which were malicious spirits who attacked and killed human beings by means of disease. In conjunction with the word ghûl—or xul in its more ancient, Mesopotamian form—Asag forms the new word Asaghul or Asaxul which, in this scenario, relates to a class of spirits that bring death then feast on the flesh of the slain. This new word, given in this vision as the name Asugul, coincides strongly with the function of the huntsmen who pervaded the scene as well as the fate of the bear that was fed upon as it lay dead in the pit.