TRY, TRY, TRY Again

 

Even when it feels like everyone wants to kill the unicorn…

It’s been a long time since I last wrote anything. I’ve been busy being a mother, and working on two major projects simultaneously because, well I’m insane obviously. I’m working on a comic called Orphne based on a dream I had a year ago about Psyche’s box. Here’ s a color sketch that my colorist (Justin Wolfson) provided for the cover art for issue # 1 :

 

 

Still a work in progress but you can see Mr. Wolfson’s painting is wonderful. I’m in awe of his skill and the enamored of his digital painting style. You can see his love of illustration showing through his work. I am glad to have such a member on my team. I would also like to divert your attention to these backgrounds. I’m in love. Ugh!

 

 

Our team for the film The Unnamable is wrapping the final touches on our Kickstarter. We are all excited and anxious how things will turn out. We go live on April 19, 2018.

Watch out on this URL for the LIVE link to the Kickstarter itself at:

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April 13, 2018   No Comments


 

Fickle Bitch NecroRomances

 

I have been thinking… a lot. Mostly the kind that makes you go into a downward spiral of self doubt. Yet somehow I manage to pull my sorry ass out each time. It either involves family or friends to taking adventuresome risks to convince me. Art is always the greatest therapy. For a period of time I couldn’t write. I felt unworthy. Inadequate. Far from scholarly and had no base of credibility to stand on.

Why would anyone listen to me? A friend even told me, “oh you’re not a writer; you’re just an artist.” Listening or reading to everyone in the spiritual and occult community tear each other apart over this, that and the other drained me. I couldn’t take it anymore. So I left. I wanted to write but I felt blocked. I had so much to say but felt constipated with grief. Misha and Jake were supportive. Jake urged me to do it anyway and “not let the stuffed shirts” bother me.

A certain well known occult author came out with his book recently. When I read it, I cried. There was some personal information I had told him, rewritten to seem as if it was about him. How could someone I trusted use my origin story for their own (and more)? Born in thunder and rain? Fuck you! My mother told me that story. I was born during a Diana Ross concert (link here) on July 21, 1983 at 5:49pm EST. This was just another reason to disappear. Sulking like a teenager in her room listening to vinyls and staring at the ceiling isn’t an option when you’re a mom. Vincent’s (my son’s) love has been so delicious. I cannot conceive a world without him now.

So I did what Maddie and Jake told me. I submitted something to Hadean Press. I am excited to announce the painting “Typhon” will be gracing the inside cover of Conjure Codex Issue 3! Looking forward to receiving my copy of the issue. Issues I’m told are being shipped out as of March 23rd. I am currently working on an article for the Gold Codex coming out 2018-19. Already submitted related artwork. Fingers crossed!

I also did something slightly a bit out of my element. I event coordinated a drink & draw at the Lovecraft Bar NYC for the Death-versary of HPL. If it wasn’t for my friends, it would have been a total disaster. The blizzard threw everyone off and we had to reschedule everything. All in all, it was an amazing night. I am still editing the footage for promo and hope to use it to push a new wonderful artistic community here in NYC. Have so many ideas. Wish I could tell you. You’ll just have to wait!

 

 

 

March 24, 2017   No Comments


 

Uninspired and Burnt Out (on my birthday)

 

Lately I haven’t been feeling quite myself. I have been in a spiritual funk. Between the world going topsy turvy and personal friendships going to hell in a hand basket, I wonder why I even bother to do anything anymore. I wonder if I’m making a difference in the world. Am I being successful? What does that even mean? Am I bringing beauty into the world? What defines us? What legacy will I leave behind? What am I teaching my son?

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This has been the weirdest week ever. My son was recently baptized in the Roman Catholic Church. He will probably be one of the last in his generation considering how things are going for the Church. Hell! He’s probably the last generation that’ll ever go through Saint Benedict Joseph’s doors. The event made my family more than happy. It made the family feel whole and complete again just like the good old days when we had huge parties like this all the time. I still can’t believe I am a mother now.

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I recently met on twitter this other occultist who seems legit. He is definitely challenging the way I look at things. The conversations we’ve been having seem to fill a void. An answer to the stagnant decay within. It’s been ages since I spoke of philosophy and art history to anyone. It was refreshing but then everything slowly spiraled into obsession. I realize I have been dumbing myself down for years. I didn’t want to hurt those around me or bore people to death. I continue to dishonor myself with polite ideologies and systematic societal programing. It’s slowly killing me having to conform to anything. I need to rebel. The standard of anything is not enough for me. i want more. I require more. I require perfection.

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I had a wonderful momentum in previous months creating and launching content for my site. I’m truly proud of the work I have been doing and accomplishing. July has always been a month of vacation and rest for everyone. I should know this by now. I can’t help but complain. I’m a workaholic after all. I long for the beach though. I miss swimming in the ocean and falling asleep on the sand. It’s been far too long.

This weekend, I will sneak away and jump in the car. I don’t care where the road takes me. I just want to ride, smoke a cig while drinking coffee listening to classic rock on the radio. I want to dance like I used to and strip down to my skin letting the sun caress me like a lover.

Next month I’ll be working like crazy but right now…I get to be busy doing nothing.

July 21, 2016   No Comments


 

Necromancy: Rite of Helios – Shadowmancy Revisited Part 1c

 

When I got home, baby and hubby greeted me with kisses. I put down my stuff and took another shower to get sweat off me. It felt great. Jason then proceeded to tell me he heard on the news that this particular Summer Solstice is a record breaking hot one. He was surprised I was out there from 12:45pm to 2:23pm directly under the midday sun. Around 6pm Jason left to go get groceries and stuff. I decided once the baby was asleep to start writing my findings.

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Then this brain dump happened as I was typing:

 

light cannot exist without darkness

darkness cannot exist without light

so the lord spoke

praise unto atum ra in the third heaven

light vision voice clarity burning piercing hot dry serenity peace

your shadow will cling to you until end of days

all shall return to the land of shadows where their forefathers dwell

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i am the voice that shot through all existence like a bang separating the waters

he who knows me shall have no fear

ask of me what you will and it will be granted

i am the giver of life

i am the one who makes the barren women wombs quicken with life

i am ray

the beacon

come to me all you children

i know all who i see with the touch of my ray (light)

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i NN solemnly swear by this oath i make upon this hour to the lord most high to be the priest/tess of light. the giver and keeper of the mysteries.

it is with this solemn oath i bequeath to you the knowledge and power over the spirits of light and dark. when you speak the word, when you speak the names, i shall come and obey. now command thy spirit. command thy shadow with booming voice to obey and serve you.

raise your right hand out. look at it. notice the light on the surface. notice the shadow that clings to you. this is true shadow. the other is false. a projection.

what does it mean to be a priest/tess of the sun?

power and understanding over nature

power and understanding over man’s nature

exorcism of strange spirits from a place

vision of the sun

things that did not grow with you will now grow

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What the hell was that? I realized too late that at that moment the rite was not a spell or an operation. It was an initiation into the mysteries and shadowmancy was just one of the things that could be performed out of it. This was a rite of passage for someone entering the priesthood.

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I don’t know why it took another six hours for Helios to get back to me or why such a long delay before receiving the transmission. I don’t know if it was me blocking myself, people being around, or what. I do know that it takes light to travel 8 to 20 minutes from the sun to earth. This is my only explanation (and probably a poor one) that I can think of thus far.

I remember asking Helios why he responded, even after I got so many things wrong, like the names and so on. I got the feeling from him that what was important was that I had TRIED. I had put in the effort. I thought, “Surely I can’t have been the only one to try this in the last few hundred years!” The reply was as immediate as it was oddly specific: “Only five, and three were translators.” I was the sixth. I have no way of confirming this of course. Could there really have been so few people to make the attempt?

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Looking through my books on myths, history, occult, etc. I was searching for an answer. Any idea really to what happened. I think I found a partial answer. There’s an ancient Egyptian myth about Atum-Ra having a sister-wife consort named Iusaaset. She was the grandmother of the gods. She is described as a goddess of darkness, his shadow and right hand. She was described by the New Kingdom as the eye of Ra. Is that perhaps who I was able to reach? Did I accidentally become a priestess of Iusaaset? We may never know for sure, but it will be interesting to try and find out.

 

July 6, 2016   No Comments


 

Necromancy: Rite of Helios – Shadowmancy Revisited Part 1b

 

Way back in the first post we touched a bit on the subject of shadowmancy as one of the many aspect of necromancy as a whole. We spoke about the Helios Rite in PGM and the steps required to gain access to one’s shadow and make a servitor. This past Summer Solstice, I decided to perform the rite as best I could to test this operation. I didn’t know what to expect. Maybe a shadow person will show up like PGM mentions after the rite is properly performed? I know I did a lot of mistakes but that’s how we learn. That’s how I have learned why certain practices are performed and why others of not or even if they are relevant anymore. There’s a method to my madness.

I read and reread the relevant PGM chapters and verses. It was pretty straight forward. Go to a place that’s deserted so no one will bother you. Face towards the rising sun. Bring with you an offering and carry everything in a new fiberweave basket. It makes no mention of what to wear or dress as. I am assuming anything white and made of cotton or linen is best. With a red cord, tie two feathers to either side of your head. A falcon on one side and an ibis feather on the other. I used a red scarf and hawk feather I found when I was in AZ and painted a turkey feather to best imitate an ibis feather.

I looked like an idiot. The offering I made was oatmeal with black berries and black sesame seeds. Some ingredients were missing.  I don’t know what thrion is, snd I had no time or money to go get beets. I did this totally on a whim. A spur of the moment. Why? I don’t know why but I felt compelled to. It was like, “if you want to do this, you have to do this now or wait until next year.” It says nothing in the PGM about what season or part of the year to do this particular operation just so you know.

I took with me a beach blanket, statue of Horus, my keys, my phone, the printed out PGM rite, the offering in a gourd, sage, a lighter, wood box, and sea shell to the park across the street from my apartment. Secluded but hardly deserted. I live in the city. The city. NYC. I would have to go upstate to reach the deserted level. Everyone knows that’s crazy with a newborn next to you. My husband agreed to watch Vincent for an hour or so while I was out doing this experiment.

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So I left for the park, first giving a kiss to my baby then my husband. Once at the park, I set up shop. According to PGM it was to be done at the sixth hour of the day. I realized the night before it didn’t mean 6am like I had thought it meant. I was thinking like a modern person. First light or sunrise would be the first hour of the day. So noon or 1pm would be more accurate. On a petrified tree stump I placed my Horus statue. I rolled out the beach blanket making sure I was under the sun.

I gave sage to the area. I sat to mediate and clear my head. Then I followed the instructions on PGM. I read the Helios preliminary prayer. Half way through I realized, “oh shit! Half the prayer is missing! Not translated? Lost to history? How am I going to finish this?” I winged it by using names for Helios from Picatrix trying to remember as best I could. Still didn’t help when it came to herbs, animals, trees, stones, etc. for each hour of the sun. The iphone was of no use. It had overheated and turned off. Did I mention this was supposed to be one of the hottest summers on record?

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In my mind at that point this operation was a failure. People were around. Not a lot but still enough. The prayer is incomplete. The barbarous names I was saying out loud probably sounded terrible and mispronounced. If I was a deity, I’d wouldn’t answer me. I pushed through. I finished the prayer and then completed the second half making the offering.

Then I waited and meditated.

I waited some more.

It was hot.

Really hot.

I was sweating.

I think I’m going to pass out.

I forgot to bring water.

Oh crap! I didn’t have breakfast.

I waited some more.

I prayed again and called out.

My stomach growled.

[EGYPT 29417] ’Tree goddess in Sennedjem's tomb at Luxor.' A mural in the tomb of Sennedjem at Luxor portrays the tree goddess Nut appearing from a sycamore fig tree. Kneeling before her are the deceased Sennedjem and his wife Ineferti. With her left hand the goddess is presenting several offerings on a tray: an elongated bread, two round breads and flowers. Her right hand is pouring water from a pitcher. The Egyptians believed that the goddess would emerge from a sycamore when their ba-souls (usually in bird form) rested in the tree's shade and would give them nourishment and water. Sennedjem was a carpenter and possibly an architect, who lived during the 19th dynasty in the tombmaker's village of Deir el Medina on the Westbank at Luxor. His tomb (TT 1) can be found in the hillside cemetery near the foundations of the village. Photo Paul Smit and Mick Palarczyk.

People were becoming nosy. One person with a cell phone came up to see what I was doing pretending to be speaking to someone. That’s when I closed up shop. There was a brief moment where the area surrounding me was covered like a blanket of butterflies of all colors and birds coming out of nowhere. But I didn’t know if it was a sign from Helios that he heard me or it was just nature doing its thing. So I left feeling stupid and ready to chalk it up as a failure and devise a new strategy to tackle this problem.

 

 

June 29, 2016   No Comments


 

“True” Necromancy: Raising the Dead-Part 5

 

The Ancient Practices

“When you have reached this spot, as I now tell you, dig a trench a cubit or so in length, breadth, and depth, and pour into it as a drinking-offering to all the dead, first, honey mixed with milk, then wine, and in the third place water – sprinkling white barley meal over the whole. Moreover you must offer many prayers to the poor feeble ghosts, and promise them that when you get back to Ithaca you will sacrifice a barren heifer to them, the best you have, and will load the pyre with good things. More particularly you must promise that Teiresias shall have a black sheep all to himself, the finest in all your flocks.

When you shall have thus besought the ghosts with your prayers, offer them a ram and a black ewe, bending their heads towards Erebus; but yourself turn away from them as though you would make towards the river. On this, many dead men’s ghosts will come to you, and you must tell your men to skin the two sheep that you have just killed, and offer them as a burnt sacrifice with prayers to Hades and to Proserpine. Then draw your sword and sit there, so as to prevent any other poor ghost from coming near the split blood before Teiresias shall have answered your questions. The seer will presently come to you, and will tell you about your voyage–what stages you are to make, and how you are to sail the sea so as to reach your home.”

-Odyssey, Homer, B8th BCE, trans. S. Butler

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The word necromancy means, “divining by the dead”. Reanimation or summoning the actual ghost (versus the shade) with the use of a burial site or particular deceased person’s body was a form of “true” necromancy. Moving in the shadow realm surrounding the physical plane, the dead can also see the location of buried treasure and know the nature of others spirits (such as demons) and how best to communicate with them. Some cultures considered the knowledge of the dead to be unlimited whereas in the West (such as the ancient Greeks and Romans) believed that individual shades knew only certain things. Hence why Odysseus needed to speak directly to the ghost of a seer or oracle in order to get home. The obvious value of the deceased’s counsel may have been based on things they knew in life or knowledge they acquired after death. In Ovid’s Metamorphoses, he makes mention of a giant bazaar in the underworld where the dead could convene to exchange the latest news and gossip.

 

In the ancient Greek world, the standard procedure for necromancy was the same as the offerings made to the dead for funerals:

• create a trench 

• create a fire pyre

• offer libations of honey, milk, oil, water, and wine

• offer grain (including barley cakes) and flowers

• sacrifice (black) animal and burn on fire

• offer blood

• prayers to chthonic gods

 

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The only difference between an act of necromancy and a funeral to bury the dead was the intent. The hair of the participants in both cases were loosely bound or unbound during services. Offerings to the gods were made to the fire and the offerings to the dead went into the pit. In Horace’s Satires 1.8, the statue of the god Priapus is witnessing two silly looking witches grave robbing a cemetery for slaves and performing necromantic rites.

He drives them off and concludes they never had power of any sort if he was able to so easily chase them off being a lowly deity. Horace introduces the concept of using wax dolls as vessels for the summoned spirits by his witches. This is the first literary reference to the use of such figurines (save Picatrix), which have be subsequently been used in various traditions (ATR’s,european witchcraft,etc.).

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Reanimation is considered one of the most gruesome and treacherous of magical operations. It’s considered especially dangerous since the nastiness of its procedures stirs up evil currents or attracts evil forces which may latch onto the magician.

“For nine days before the ceremony the necromancer and his assistants prepare for it by surrounding themselves with the aura of death. They dress in musty grave clothes, filched from corpses, and these must not be taken off until the operation is finished. When they first put these on they recite the funeral service over themselves. They abstain from the mere sight of a woman. They eat dog’s flesh with black bread, baked without salt or leaven, and they drink unfermented grape juice.

The dog is the creature of Hecate, the goddess of ghosts and death and sterility, the terrible and inexorable one, the dweller in the void, who is invoked with averted head because no man can see her and remain sane. The absence of salt is a symbol of putrefaction after death, because salt is a preservative. The bread has no leaven and the grape-juice is unfermented to stand for the matter without spirit, the physical clay without the spark of life. The bread and the grape-juice are also the necromantic equivalents of the bread and wine of a communion, unleavened and unfermented as a sacrament of emptiness and despair.

Through these preparations the magician puts himself in touch with death into a corpse like state in which he is in rapport with the real corpse he intends to disturb. When everything is ready to go the magician goes to the grave either between midnight and one in the morning and draws the magick circle around the grave. Assistants carry torches and burn a mixture of henbane, hemlock, aloes wood, saffron, opium and mandrake.

They open the grave and the coffin, exposing the corpse. The magician touches it three times with the wand, commanding it to arise. one formula is:

By the virue of the Holy Resurrection and the agonies of the damned, I conjure and Command thee, spirit of N. Deceased to answer my demands and obey these sacred ceremonies, on pain of everlasting torment. Berald, Beroald, Balbin, Gab, Gabor, Agaba, Arise, Arise, I charge and command thee!”

– pg.268, Cavendish,Richard. The Black Arts. Perigree Books, 1967

After the corpse has reanimated, you can then make your request. It will, depending on the state and age of the corpse, answer in a faint, hollow voice. Once the task is completed, it’s advised that the remains should be burned or buried in quicklime as a payment so no other could trouble or molest the spirits rest with sorcery. In Roman literature, the character Erichtho is a legendary Thessalian witch who appears several literary works.

“She would demand for a recent carcass with sound lungs which would speak audibly and clearly. Older corpses ‘only squeak incoherently’. According to occult theory, some of a body’s energy remains in it after death, but this energy is gradually dissipated.”

– pg.269, Cavendish, Richard. The Black Arts. Perigree Books, 1967

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As you can see, these ancient practices were considered barbaric and bloody peculiar when you get right down to it. Personally, I can’t see how someone could perform these kinds of rituals legally today, given the laws we have in place to prevent the desecration of corpses and grave sites that would be required. (Maybe the stray medical student wanting that high score on an exam.) As it is, many celebrity burial sites (Marie Laveau, Oscar Wilde, and Lovecraft to name a few examples) have been repeatedly vandalized and graffitied over the years by people who may literally want a piece of them! They’ve had to dramatically increase security as a result. It’s probably just as well, as the end result of such a ritual would be pretty dire.

June 14, 2016   No Comments


 

Necromancy: Talking to Shades – Part 2

 

The first thing about working with the dead that you’ll notice is that you’re working with the shade or shadow part of the deceased. Most shades are unintelligent and more like impressions that are unable to grow or move past the point in which they died. It is still them but more like a recording or hologram, with all the energetic imprints and memories interacting in a certain space-time continuum slightly offset from our own. This is probably why the ancients held the belief that the dead could divine the future, since time is continuos and not linear. The dead could see clearer than we ever could because they had a higher vantage point to look from.

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Shades are still limited, however. They know no more than they did in life. Depending on how the person died, their experience may color necromantic communications or summons. For example if they were a horrible person in life, death will not have changed their ideas, views, or temperament. There may be the color of regret and a yearning or desire of a goal unachieved, but that’s as far as it goes.

Those shades that do exhibit intelligence (the part we speak to on this plane of existence) have a greater degree of progression and connection to their Akh (reunited Ba and Ka that reanimates the spiritual body). “Akh-hood” is only attainable if burial rites are performed properly and ritual offerings are given. That’s why the ATR’s ancestors are given prayers, light, offerings and love to deepen spiritual connection. When ancestors progress or elevate, so too their descendants. Ancestors (Akh) are then in a better position to help and guide loved ones left behind.

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Elevated ancestors are usually able to easily speak to descendants through thoughts or dreams. Ancient Egyptians believed the Akh could influence events and people. They could cause both harm and good effects such as disease, nightmares, feelings of guilt, love or hate, or even insanity. The Akh could be evoked and petitioned with prayers or letters (usually at the tomb or gravesite where the body is held). With certain rituals and prayers, one could also separate the Akh from the Ba and Ka causing a “second death” or as we know it today, reincarnation. The ancient Egyptian view was that you wanted to be in Duat (the underworld) with Ra the sun god and be able to stay. It was beautiful and happy. There was no reason to return back to earth.

So when you are summoning or evoking a particular deceased individual, understand you are communicating with the shade and not the person directly. It’s probably why you hear stories about how gruesome, unpleasant or even dangerous it can be concerning such rituals. Would you like to be awoken by someone you don’t know for some BS you could care less about? That is why it is important to follow certain protocols when dealing with these kinds of spirits. You need to build up a relationship with the dead and with the gatekeepers. I will go into more depth on how to build these relationships in the next blog post. See you there!

 

May 7, 2016   No Comments


 

Necromancy: Shadows Talking – Part 1a

 

Did you ever read stories like J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan or Hans Christian Anderson’s The Shadow as a child? Do you know what they have in common? They both told of shadows who seemed to have a mind of their own. They left their owners at night to scout and do all sorts of amazing things. Why would I bring up children’s tales in reference to necromancy?

I was recently playing with my son when it dawned on me. I’ve been noticing lately that he’s been crying a few times while fearfully staring at the wall or certain points on the ceiling. I was trying to figure out what could be wrong when it hit me: He was scared of his shadow! If you think about it, at one point or another we all were afraid of our own shadow. It is the darkness that always follows us. It mimics us, but often in strange or distorted ways. It can stretch, grow or shrink; changing its form as the mood takes it. This fear of our other, dark self-has existed since the dawn of humanity. Even now the concept still holds a strong fascination.

*Note: I’m going to be paraphrasing from Wiki, Book of the Dead and PGM here, so please forgive me. I wanted to get the idea across and straight to the point.

The ancient Egyptians believed that the soul of a person was composed of five elements: the Ren (name), the Ba (the soul), the Ka (life force), the Sheut (shadow), and the Ib (heart). The Ba (soul) was everything that made a person unique. It was the personality that passed on along with the Ka (life spark) into the afterlife. You know how certain people have out-of-body-experiences? This is your Ba astrally traveling while your body dreams.

The ancient Egyptians believed the Ka (soul double) could only be sustained with food and drink. For this reason, food and drink were presented to the dead. Although the dead could no longer consume the physical aspect, the Ka of the offerings could be. The heart was believed to be the most vital since it was the key to the afterlife. They believed the heart survived after death and gave testimony at the Weighing of the Hearts Ceremony.

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Anubis (a death god) would be the examiner of the heart and place it on the scales. If the heart was heavier than the feather of Maat (truth), it would be devoured by the monster Ammit (soul-eater). Your name (Ren), it was believed to live as long as it is remembered. The ancient Egyptians, therefore, made it their business to put their ancestors on prayers to inscriptions with lists of their achievements.

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And finally the Sheut, or a person’s shadow. The shadow is always present. It is impossible to exist without one and vice-versa. The ancients surmised that it, therefore, contained a bit of that person and contributed to their being. A person’s shadow could be detached and captured. Shadow boxes with magical inscriptions were created for the Pharaohs to help protect their shadows from harm at night for just this purpose. A person’s shadow could travel at great distances very fast and had protective powers. It could haunt an enemy, give them nightmares, cause insanity or worse. Statues of gods and humans were sometimes referred to as their shadows.

In the Book of the Dead, spells #91,#92, and #188 were used to preserve the Sheut:

THE CHAPTER OF NOT LETTING THE SOUL OF A MAN BE HELD CAPTIVE IN KHERT- NETER. The Osiris Ani saith:- Hail, thou who art exalted! Hail, thou who art adored! Hail, Mighty One of Souls, thou divine Soul who inspirest great dread, who dost set the fear of thyself in the gods, who are enthroned upon thy mighty seat. Make thou a path for the Spirit-soul and the Ba-soul of the Osiris Ani. I am equipped with [words of power]. I am a Spirit-soul equipped with [words of power]. I have made my way to the place where are Ra and Hathor.

RUBRIC: If this Chapter be known by the deceased he shall be able to transform himself into a Spirit-soul who shall be equipped with [his soul and his shadow] in Khert-Neter, and he shall not be shut up inside any door in Amentet, when he is coming forth upon the Earth, or when he is going back into [Khert-Neter.]

THE CHAPTER OF OPENING THE TOMB TO THE BA-SOUL AND THE SHADOW, AND OF COMING FORTH BY DAY, AND OF HAVING MASTERY OVER THE TWO LEGS. The Osiris the scribe Ani, whose word is truth, saith:- The place which is closed is opened, the place which is shut (or sealed) is sealed. That which lieth down in the closed place is opened by the Ba-soul which is in it. By the Eye of Horus I am delivered. Ornaments are established on the brow of Ra. My stride is made long. I lift up my two thighs [in walking]. I have journeyed over a long road. My limbs are in a flourishing condition. I am Horus, the Avenger of his Father, and I bring the Urrt Crown [and set it on] its standard. The road of souls is opened. My twin soul seeth the Great God in the Boat of Ra, on the day of souls. My soul is in the front thereof with the counter of the years. Come, the Eye of Horus hath delivered for me my soul, my ornaments are established on the brow of Ra. Light is on the faces of those who are in the members of Osiris. Ye shall not hold captive my soul. Ye shall not keep in durance my shadow. The way is open to my soul and to my shadow. It seeth the Great God in the shrine on the day of counting souls. It repeateth the words of Osiris. Those whose seats are invisible, who fetter the members of Osiris, who fetter Heart-souls and Spirit-souls, who set a seal upon the dead, and who would do evil to me, shall do no evil to me. Haste on the way to me. Thy heart is with thee. My Heart-soul and my Spirit-soul are equipped; they guide thee. I sit down at the head of the great ones who are chiefs of their abodes. The wardens of the members of Osiris shall not hold thee captive, though they keep ward over souls, and set a seal on the shadow which is dead. Heaven shall not shut thee in.

RUBRIC: If this Chapter is known by the deceased he shall come forth by day, and his soul shall not be kept captive.

APPENDIX (From the Papryus of Nebseni, Sheet 6)

That which was shut hath been opened [that is] the dead. That which was shut fast hath been opened by the command of the Eye of Horus, which hath delivered me. Established are the beauties on the forehead of Ra. My steps are long. My legs are lifted up. I have performed the journey, my members are mighty and are sound. I am Horus, the Avenger of his Father. I am he who bringeth along his father, and his mother, by means of his staff. The way shall be opened to him that hath power over his feet, and he shall see the Great God in the Boat of Ra, when souls are counted therein at the bows, and when the years also are counted up. Grant that the Eye of Horus, which maketh the adornments of splendor to be firm on the forehead of Ra, may deliver

my soul for me, and let the darkness cover your faces, O ye who would imprison Osiris. O keep not captive my soul. O keep not ward over my shadow, but let a way be opened for my soul and my shadow, and let them see the Great God in the shrine on the day of the counting of souls, and let them hold converse with Osiris, whose habitations are hidden, and those who guard the members of Osiris, and who keep ward over the Spirit-souls, and who hold captive the shadows of the dead, and who would work evil against me, so that they shall [not] work evil against me. A way shall be for KA with thee, and thy soul shall be prepared by those who keep ward over the members of Osiris, and who hold captive the shadows of the dead. Heaven shall not keep thee fast, the earth shall not hold thee captive. Thou shalt not live with the beings who slay, but thou shalt be master of thy legs, and thou shalt advance to thy body straightway in the earth, [and to] those who belong to the shrine of Osiris and guard his members.

THE CHAPTER OF NOT LETTING THE SOUL OF A MAN BE HELD CAPTIVE IN KHERT- NETER. The Osiris Ani saith:- Hail, thou who art exalted! Hail, thou who art adored! Hail, Mighty One of Souls, thou divine Soul who inspirest great dread, who dost set the fear of thyself in the gods, who are enthroned upon thy mighty seat. Make thou a path for the Spirit-soul and the Ba-soul of the Osiris Ani. I am equipped with [words of power]. I am a Spirit-soul equipped with [words of power]. I have made my way to the place where are Ra and Hathor.

RUBRIC: If this Chapter be known by the deceased he shall be able to transform himself into a Spirit-soul who shall be equipped with [his soul and his shadow] in Khert-Neter, and he shall not be shut up inside any door in Amentet, when he is coming forth upon the Earth, or when he is going back into [Khert-Neter.]

THE CHAPTER OF OPENING THE TOMB TO THE BA-SOUL AND THE SHADOW, AND OF COMING FORTH BY DAY, AND OF HAVING MASTERY OVER THE TWO LEGS. The Osiris the scribe Ani, whose word is truth, saith:- The place which is closed is opened, the place which is shut (or sealed) is sealed. That which lieth down in the closed place is opened by the Ba-soul which is in it. By the Eye of Horus I am delivered. Ornaments are established on the brow of Ra. My stride is made long. I lift up my two thighs [in walking]. I have journeyed over a long road. My limbs are in a flourishing condition. I am Horus, the Avenger of his Father, and I bring the Urrt Crown [and set it on] its standard. The road of souls is opened. My twin soul seeth the Great God in the Boat of Ra, on the day of souls. My soul is in the front thereof with the counter of the years. Come, the Eye of Horus hath delivered for me my soul, my ornaments are established on the brow of Ra. Light is on the faces of those who are in the members of Osiris. Ye shall not hold captive my soul. Ye shall not keep in durance my shadow. The way is open to my soul and to my shadow. It seeth the Great God in the shrine on the day of counting souls. It repeateth the words of Osiris. Those whose seats are invisible, who fetter the members of Osiris, who fetter Heart-souls and Spirit-souls, who set a seal upon the dead, and who would do evil to me, shall do no evil to me. Haste on the way to me. Thy heart is with thee. My Heart-soul and my Spirit-soul are equipped; they guide thee. I sit down at the head of the great ones who are chiefs of their abodes. The wardens of the members of Osiris shall not hold thee captive, though they keep ward over souls, and set a seal on the shadow which is dead. Heaven shall not shut thee in.

RUBRIC: If this Chapter is known by the deceased he shall come forth by day, and his soul shall not be kept captive.

APPENDIX (From the Papryus of Nebseni, Sheet 6)

That which was shut hath been opened [that is] the dead. That which was shut fast hath been opened by the command of the Eye of Horus, which hath delivered me. Established are the beauties on the forehead of Ra. My steps are long. My legs are lifted up. I have performed the journey, my members are mighty and are sound. I am Horus, the Avenger of his Father. I am he who bringeth along his father, and his mother, by means of his staff. The way shall be opened to him that hath power over his feet, and he shall see the Great God in the Boat of Ra, when souls are counted therein at the bows, and when the years also are counted up. Grant that the Eye of Horus, which maketh the adornments of splendor to be firm on the forehead of Ra, may deliver

my soul for me, and let the darkness cover your faces, O ye who would imprison Osiris. O keep not captive my soul. O keep not ward over my shadow, but let a way be opened for my soul and my shadow, and let them see the Great God in the shrine on the day of the counting of souls, and let them hold converse with Osiris, whose habitations are hidden, and those who guard the members of Osiris, and who keep ward over the Spirit-souls, and who hold captive the shadows of the dead, and who would work evil against me, so that they shall [not] work evil against me. A way shall be for KA with thee, and thy soul shall be prepared by those who keep ward over the members of Osiris, and who hold captive the shadows of the dead. Heaven shall not keep thee fast, the earth shall not hold thee captive. Thou shalt not live with the beings who slay, but thou shalt be master of thy legs, and thou shalt advance to thy body straightway in the earth, [and to] those who belong to the shrine of Osiris and guard his members.

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If a person managed to preserve all five elements, he would become an Akh – spirit with special magical abilities and allowed to live with the gods. Ancient Egyptians would write letters to the dead (specifically the enlightened ancestors who reached Akh status) for divine intervention in their lives. They would leave the letters at ancestral burial sites since they were considered direct spiritual portals to the underworld. These necromantic portals were accessible both ways. The dead could travel to the living and the living vice-versa.

Since the shadow is part of the soul of a person or thing, any magics that involved manipulating said shadows were considered unnatural and part of the necromantic arts. Since shadows were not bound to the grave, they could go anywhere. Shadows all belong to Anubis though. They must return to the afterlife to serve him. Those that do not, wander the earth. This myth is probably the earliest explanation for Shadow People/Folk/Men sightings.

Here we have an excerpt from the Greek Magical Papyri giving us instruction how to awaken, summon and feed your shadowy servitor.

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Basically, if you go to the middle of a field at 6:00 AM to make a specific offering to your shadow, you can supposedly contact your shadow spirit self and bind it to do your will. It doesn’t specify what astrological day/timing to perform the ritual, but personally, I would do it on a Sunday (given the connection to the sun) and dedicate it to Ra. As for getting up at the crack of dawn, my inner “La Madama” is yelling “Ain’t no one got time for that!” But maybe that’s just me.

Would you want to be like Peter Pan, sending your shadow ahead to work for you?

Comment and let me know what you think!

May 7, 2016   No Comments


 

Being Female in the Occult – Periods, Pregnancy & Sex

 

My mind lately has been all over the place. I am trying to prepare for an upcoming class called “Erotic Symbolism in Tarot”. It will be held at the Tarot Society in Brooklyn this May 14th, 2016. I am freaking out – silently screaming in my head, thinking of all the things that could go wrong.

Will I remember this or that bit of academia?
Will I forget anything?
Will the baby be okay with the grandparents?
Will everyone love it?
Do my students know what they are getting into?

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I’ve also been thinking a lot about necromancy and the lack of modern female occult writers. I recently had an interview with Spiritual Alchemy Show. I spoke with Astrid on the subject of women in the occult and how male dominated it is. I am slowly watching the dialogue unfold on social media. It’s interesting to point out the majority are white males claiming “that’s just not true.” That’s like claiming there’s no racism or sexism because you just don’t see it or it isn’t happening to you.

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I don’t want a fight or a debate. Don’t want/need/have time for the drama. We need an ongoing solution to the problem. So I’m thinking, what better way then to get the best female occultists/writers to come together? Have them create an anthology that other women in the practice can read, enjoy and be proud of. Hopefully, that will get the ball rolling for other projects. Maybe open the door for women who were too fearful to do it or didn’t even think could be accomplished.

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Seriously! Pick up any book from either Scarlet Imprint to Aeon.
All the writers are predominately male. Maybe one or two females sprinkled here and there.

 

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Why should we even care about something like this in occult practice?

Here’s an example why I think it’s important as a female practitioner:

The Ambramelin speaks a few times of how you must be a male or a virgin to complete the operation for the HGA. If you’re a woman, married and with children, well…sucks to be you. I discovered during these ceremonial magical operations/experiments with my girlfriends that angelic being don’t care about all that since they see us as one and the same. They see us as “the divine light of the Creator made in his image.” It is one of the main reasons why the beings request we cover our heads during ritual. They cannot look upon us! Specifically, that divine light the emanates from the top of our heads. They didn’t even care if we were female or showing our hair.

The angelic beings also spoke how they rest above the heads since coming down to the material plane is “base” and “unclean”. I didn’t get a sense that they meant we were dirty but that the lower planes were heavy compared to the higher vibrational frequency they were coming from. And none of the angelic beings seem to complain or bring attention to the fact that all of us were at the end of our menstrual cycle (This was not planned for. It just sorta happened. We were worried maybe we would have to reschedule because of this fact). I’m assuming they didn’t since we all were constantly spiritually bathing and doing the accompanying prayers.

During pregnancy, I found certain spirits will still speak to you. If you’re still able to do certain things like healing, divination and the like, this could hint that your child might also have these abilities. Otherwise, the majority of the pregnancy is spiritually uneventful for a reason. You are spiritually protected and closed until after delivery. Again, has to do with being “unclean”.

We happened to also discover why being sexually clean was important. To the angelic beings if you have intercourse with someone, you’re energies become enmeshed causing confusion to them as to who you are and where one person begins and the other ends. That is what they see as “unclean.” They only see us as energy. I suspect this is probably why the enochian entities ordered John Dee and Edward Kelly to wife swap. I think a few occasions, the angels even told them they saw John and Edward as one and the same person and wanted to complete/confirm this union.

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Would a male practitioner be able to answer these gender sensitive questions? I highly doubt it. Most of the works out there are made to be abhorrent (if not punishable) to the female gaze so they wouldn’t practice it. There needs to be a new and fresh perspective to the way things are done in magick.

May 6, 2016   No Comments


 

CONJOINED 666 – CURATED BY CHET ZAR – SCULPTURAL 6D GROUP EXHIBITION OPENS -January 6, 8:00 – 11:30PM

 

 

Exhibit runs: January 16 – February 6, 2015

Copro Gallery presents a sculptural 6D group art exhibition curated by Chet Zar, CONJOINED 666 !

Classic sculptures, Hyperreal life like models, Surreal assemblages, mixed media paintings, and other conjoined works and all in 6D!

ARTIST LIST

Aaron Verity, Adam Dougherty, Akihito Ikeda, Alex Pardee, Amanda Dempsey, Ave Rose, Beast Brothers, Ben Schwenck, Bill Bryan, Bill Sturgeon, 13lack Mass, Blue the Vigorist, Brent Armstrong, Brian Poor, Brian Smith, Carl Lyon, Casey Love, Catalyst Butcher, Cataclysm, Chet Zar, Chris Haas, Chris Marchwinski, Clinton Neuhaus, Chantal Menard, Cig Neutron, Corey Urlacher, Craig LaRotonda, Daniel Horne, Damien Echols, Daniel Saks, Dave Correia, David Richardson, David Stoupakis, Dug Stanat, Eddie Sparr, Eli Livingston, Emi Slade, Eric Sonntag, Erwin Papa, Gabriel Marquez, Glenn Barr, Grant Standard, Gustavo Ramirez, J. Anthony Kosar, Jack Howe, Jacob Roanhaus, Jason Hite, Jason Soles, Jed Leiknes, Jeffrey Kibbe, Jesse Gee, Jessica Joslin, Joe Badiali, John Haley III, Johny Chow, Josh Franklin, Kazuhiro Tsuji, Keely Reichman, Kevin Mack, Kristen Phillips, Kamila Mlynarczyk, Larkin, Lee Joyner, Lee Shamel, Laurie Hassold, Lonehawk Whitlock, Kristina Drake, Mani Price, Manny Lemus, Marcel Banks, Mario Torres, Mark Edward, Mark Setrakian, Mark Walker, Matt Levin, Matt Ullman, Matthew Dutton, Meats Meier, Menton3, Michael Rosner, Mike Correll, Mike Regan, Mikey Rotella, Miriam Mirastchitski, Moses Jaen, Neil Winn, Nekro, Nix Herrera, Peter Goode, Randy Kono, Ricky Leach, Robert Vinter, Rodman Edwards, Sarina Brewer, Scott Stoddard, Shawn Coss, Stanislav, Steve Niles, Steven WIREBOSS Darden, Tate Staniek, Tayler Brown, Ted Von Heiland, Tim Martin, Tokyo Jesus, Tom Taggart, Tracey Roberts, Vega, Ver Mar, William Bryant, William Hand, Yuko Kabuki & more!

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February 9, 2016   No Comments