The Voice in the Path part I

"They dispute not in order to find or even to seek Truth, but for victory, and to appear the more learned and strenuous upholders of a contrary opinion. Such persons should be avoided by all who have not a good breastplate of patience."

- Giordano Bruno

The world is a funny thing and life is an interesting condition if we approach it as such, but yet nuances and irritations makes part of life as much as bliss, love and joy – and if we try to take life a little bit less serious than what we tend to do we will also see that what we deem positive have an increase. Because life is deadly serious, and because of this we should try to relax and not take the journey that serious, but rather as explorers and adventurers, heroines and heroes making a journey someone will remember.

Still, everyone is someone’s asshole, and we all complain about complainers, trolls and idiots. Sometimes it is like to being a nitwit appears to be the crown of human accomplishment and thus the more of an idiot you are the more human you are.  And speaking of idiots, both in linguistic succession and meaning it hails upon the ignorant – and what is an Ignotus? A person lacking skill, understanding and perceptions or more detailed someone who is ignoring what is and thus mistake, misperceive and don’t pay attention to what is.

This is why debating and discussing with idiots never lead anywhere, because they simply don’t pay attention to what is discussed about, rather it is about being victorious in the situation. Whenever we see such shadow forms taking shape on the walls of the tavern, it is better to realize what is going on than insist on dialogue or discourse, because it is never going to happen… And of course the one pointing fingers and call the other an idiot is full of himself or of hubris or whatever, but the truth is, that we are all idiots in given fields and situations, no matter how clever we might thing ourselves to be or be perceives as.

Any idiot would naturally defy such conclusion, but let us leave this aside for now and move on further into the vein of ignorance, namely to opinion. An opinion is a judgment. It is a particular form of judgment because it rests upon what is probable and what we know.
And certainly the more you know the more you will also know that you don’t know much, because each new landscape opens for another one in a hermeneutic drama where we are left breathless confronted with the annihilation of what we don’t know. But those we call idiots don’t feel or see things in this way – and this being said there is a difference between moments of idiocy and perpetually being an idiot – and the difference in this lies in how solid you perceive your opinion to be…

…this because when we lose sight of our communality and what happens when we meet and instead insist on convincing the one trying to convince is always left as the idiot, but for some reason idiots never realizes this and push for victory in the debate or discourse.

We all had these encounters and we leave the battlefield of opinions wondering what the f$%#@ happened – and the answer is cognitive bias in how we assess and understand our self. And in this particularly the psychological effect known as Dunning-Kruger effect, which is named so because of two Cornell University professors who set out to discover why people who know less always presenting themselves as knowing more. Hence they were measuring skill in relation to competence and incompetence. Wikipedia gives a good summary of their findings which are:

Dunning and Kruger proposed that, for a given skill, incompetent people will

fail to recognize their own lack of skill
fail to recognize genuine skill in others
fail to recognize the extremity of their inadequacy
recognize and acknowledge their own previous lack of skill, if they are exposed to training for that skill

The conclusion they gave was that the less competent you are the more credit you give yourself, while the opposite were true for those possessing actual skills, they tended to devaluate their achievement. So, back to opinion, the stronger your opinion is the more reason you have to invite in other perspectives – and if possible to make a true self-assessment, which is simply measuring skill in relation to task, talk, experience and knowledge.

But apparently the less you know the louder you speak; the more ignorant you are the more irrevocable is your opinions. And I must add to this that if this is in check the more extreme will be your conclusions. And conclusions made from a sense of victory and convictions will always breed tyranny, inferiority and lizards of the brain.

As Bruno observed such people are not interested in truth, which I would interpret as wisdom in this context, but rather they seek appearance and the illusion of victory. And honestly, victory is not to tear down the chessboard seeing that you are losing, but making the check mate. In other words it is a matter of skill and admitting to possessing or lacking this skill that generates understanding. To say that you have what you don’t have is idiocy – or ignorance perhaps – yet at the root of much of our nuances and irritations we find this simple cognitive bias. And knowing this or not we still challenge the Ignotus, to what ends?

So, this being established allows me to take this cognitive drama out to the world and to the realm of spiritual seekers, occultists and what not, because this world is not free from simple psychological mechanisms moving our actions and opinions. We are still humans, no matter the opinion of our stature, it be sage or idiot as perceived or given. And let us also keep in mind that any learned person can be an idiot at heart as any person learned by heart can be irrational and confusing.
If you have followed me this far I will say that any discussion or discourse, any writ or social interaction that aims towards victory is wrong. You might ask, why is it wrong when I know it is right – or even more boisterous, the truth?

We can speak and debate this matter for pages upon pages, and we will do so for the weeks to come, so let us just leave it to Giordano Bruno to summarize for now:

 "Unless you make yourself equal to God, you cannot understand God: for the like is not intelligible save to the like. Make yourself grow to a greatness beyond measure, by a bound free yourself from the body; raise yourself above all time, become Eternity; then you will understand God. Believe that nothing is impossible for you, think yourself immortal and capable of understanding all, all arts, all sciences, the nature of every living being. Mount higher than the highest height; descend lower than the lowest depth. Draw into yourself all sensations of everything created, fire and water, dry and moist, imagining that you are everywhere, on earth, in the sea, in the sky, that you are not yet born, in the maternal womb, adolescent, old, dead, beyond death. If you embrace in your thought all things at once, times, places, substances, qualities, quantities, you may understand God."


Necromancy at the Crossroad of Stars

“Among a people who cannot conceive human society without a monarch, the desires of radicals may be expressed in monarchical terms. Among a people who cannot conceive human existence without a religion, radical desires may speak the language of heresy.”

- Hakim Bey

Quite commonly Quimbanda is understood to be a necromantic cult, but it is surely not limited to necromancy or working with the dead per se. Quimbanda works in a greater field of multiple crossroads, vertical and horizontal where star falls into earth and we find golems in clouds. A great bar in truly comprehend what Quimbanda is rests not only in appropriation but how the human organism process experiences, a matter that changes from person to person, from time to time and place to place. Appropriation is an eternal temptation in the work of ‘making sense’, and in this field caution, care and temperance should be exercised.

Because what happens when we integrate ‘the other’ into what already is defined and understood as something of its own? What is brought in will naturally suffer the consequences of having to fit into what is already there. Hence we commit a violation on the other in the name of what is, just like any other tyrant who seeks dominion or a fool that knows no better.

We need to accept that the contemporary human being has tied its social experience to the ideals of rulers and religion and it is to go with or against these factors we become heretics, antinomians, bureaucrats or law-abiding organisms. I dare suggest this is a bias, a paradigm we have ended up not questioning because Freud, Nietzsche and democracy have become a fog for our sight and thus have ended up becoming nails and directions in not only the social compass, but the crossroad of Self. Yes Self, because Ego has in our day and age become something of a demon in its own right. No Ego equals bliss and hence a cult celebrating the Unique must by proxy be demonic. What a travesty. How thick the veils of Maya has covered our sore eyes, because void of Ego we are also void of intent and direction – and so Ego became the devil as a modern paradox in a world of ambition where everyone can be what he or she wants to be. And here comes the sadness of things into play. To want to be what you are not leads to falsity and no matter how much we shout for rights that are supposedly coming along with being born in human form, you either reap illusion or clarity as life moves on.


Fraud, Forgery and an Illuminating Clarification

I feel I need to make a public declaration concerning a matter that came to my attention today. 

Apparently someone is circulating pre-approved application forms to be a member of The Illuminati as a part of a money scam. For some reason the criminal have cut out my seal and signature from some charter I made a decade and a half ago and simply pasted this into the document making me de facto some sort of illuminate boss by forgery and against my will.

I state that this document is not from me and if anyone can assist in tracing the trail and provide solid information that can be used in a process, I will prosecute the culprit.

Also, let me state that I am not a member of The Illuminati or the New World Order, never was and will never be. See below the forgery:



Bruxaria Civilizada

“Quão adestrados nos tornamos. Quão educados quanto a nossa bruxaria. Em nosso desejo de não prejudicar ninguém nos tornamos inofensivos... uma bruxa é o que você encontra ao final de um dedo apontado."

- Peter Grey

E, de fato, quão adestrada a Arte se tornou e o quanto deveria ser adestrada e civilizada? A Bruxa deveria ser notada por sua presença dócil no mundo e sua adesão às leis forjadas numa sociedade com pavor da natureza? Se sim, qual é o ponto desta Ofício e Arte que fascina os boêmios e os livres de espírito na busca de Si?

Bruxaria de verdade tem de algum modo perdido suas presas e garras hoje em favor de muitos tipos de gnose que fazem da bruxa uma participante compreensiva no cosmos, o que pessoalmente acredito que seja importante, porque expande a substância essencial do sangue-bruxo em todas as oito direções da criação. Estas formas de gnose beneficiam imensamente a bruxa, mas uma bruxa ainda é uma bruxa e a prova da bruxa jaz no sangue.
Mas a bruxa não é uma democrata per se, e ele ou ela só é definida pelo seu dedo apontado. Então, aquele que um aglomerado de pessoas vê como estando fora irá indelevelmente viver esta margem e fenda de existência, onde a Bruxa ganha perspectiva - e entendimento, o que podemos chamar gnose, através de metanóia para convidar tais valores aqui.

Pelo menos para mim, de meus muitos encontros com a Verdadeira Arte, eu vou dizer que a Arte não é para aqueles que se conformam e buscam governar, mas para aqueles que por abandono destemido procuram beber do pulso do mundo, vendo-o como seu próprio ritmo. E a partir deste pulso; amor, respeito, generosidade, concórdia e profundo entendimento do que move tudo visível para nós é compreendido em um enigma humilde de participação e consolo, ainda que sempre do lado de fora das cercas do mundos e nunca jamais adestrado... porque uma Bruxa não é deste mundo, mas da Alteridade que você encontra ao final de um dedo apontado.

Percebi algumas semanas atrás que um porta-voz da Wicca Tradicional aqui no Brasil circulou uma denúncia de sacrifício de animais em nome dos “velhos deuses” – salvo tradições africanas ou afro-derivadas desta - incentivando as pessoas a procurarem as autoridades quando testemunharem tais atos hediondos. Aparentemente, alguns grupos pagãos e neo-pagãos têm dado sangue e carne para os seus deuses em vez de vinho, água, flores e pão, o que evocou terror neste porta-voz da “antiga fé”.

Bem, pode não ser muito, mas o que isso representa? Vamos analisar essa denúncia, e por favor, ignoremos o abono ou não ao sacrifício animal, e entretenha-me nisto.

Temos aqui um porta-voz de uma facção afirmando que eles estão fazendo bruxaria, praticando a “antiga fé”, mas até onde diz respeito aos velhos costumes, eles estão sendo vistos pelo mesmo porta-voz da mesma antiga fé como incivilizados e abusivos - daí a necessidade de serem denunciados às autoridades civis, e assim, aqui encontramos os “velhos caminhos” se tornando obedientes à lei e civilizados, preferindo o adestrado em lugar do indomável – e portanto, a Arte vê seu fim sob a forma de religião.

Nada contra religião, para quem precisa dela, mas quando eu li isso pensei “isso é realmente algo que ‘uma bruxa’ diria?” E naturalmente as respostas para essa questão têm consequências sobre o assunto, porque uma declaração como esta irá naturalmente erradicar qualquer entendimento da Natureza e do ofício camponês vinculados às famílias da Arte, deixando a pessoa que fala palavras tão rasas como um ignorante de suas próprias reivindicações ao pedigree que só uma bruxa vai conhecer, compreender, viver e promulgar.

Sim, eu sei...

Bruxaria é implacavelmente difícil de definir...

... e nessa dificuldade de definição vantagens são tomadas ao defini-la de qualquer maneira suave aos próprios sentimentos, sentimentalismos ou motivações pelos fantasmas esfomeados vestidos como Santos e Mestres.

Sim, eu digo sangue, e eu quero dizer realmente sangue, porque esta raça estranha turbulenta - os habitantes do lado de fora - não é deste mundo e isto pode ser testemunhado em qualquer mitologia bruxa existente entre os conclaves, clãs e famílias sérias que praticam a Arte. A bruxa sempre nasce e nunca é feita; o sangue é sempre desperto e nunca dado. Quando Robert Cochrane escreveu: “o que eu tenho eu mantenho”, era isso que ele queria dizer, pelo menos numa camada desta frase que vai mais fundo do que o que parece.

Essa coisa que você mantém é o que está “no seu sangue”, trata-se de um pedigree particular que hoje pode ser visto entre os não-conformistas, filósofos, fabulistas, tanto quanto entre curandeiros e curadores camponeses, porque o que sempre está implícito é que isto que chamamos pelo nome de “Bruxaria” é uma Arte Natural. A bruxa sabe como falar e convergir com os espíritos da natureza e como usar e manipular esses mistérios para curar, abençoar e amaldiçoar - assim como qualquer outro pret savan ou sacerdote de zona rural que tenha um arrebatamento profundo com a terra e a Natureza. Mas isso porque estes indivíduos estão tão submersos no mundo natural, é claro.

Bruxaria nas mãos de sacerdotes torna-se heresia, porque os reinos selvagens e indomáveis da natureza eram prejudiciais à ordem e ganância que a Igreja havia estabelecido para o seu próprio aumento de poder e de seguidores. A heresia era um problema na Igreja desde a sua fundação, levando ao conselho de Niceia em 325 que estabeleceu a “verdadeira doutrina” que foi exercida como um dogma, e disto, cismas e frações foram estabelecidos e continuados ao longo dos séculos.

Eu não vou adentrar pela bela dinâmica entre camponeses e monges, clérigos e aristocratas ao longo da história, apenas salientar o que acontece quando um grupo de pessoas se levanta e elege uma “verdadeira doutrina” e que mais tarde se torna uma exigência para manter ou perder sua vida, como nas Cruzadas do século XII e da missão na Escandinávia do século X, como algumas lembranças históricas do que acontece quando a doutrina se torna dogma.

Agora, sempre que uma coligação de pessoas se senta unida por uma ideia, vínculo, antecedentes ou legado comuns, isso pode ser causado por uma variedade de interesses, causas e conceitos. Mas não importa a causa e direção, o que sempre acontece é o que chamamos de “pensamento de grupo”. Este é um processo psicológico positivo que une duas ou mais pessoas em um campo ideológico comum, mas a consequência do pensamento de grupo quando se trata de um aglomerado de pessoas dentro de um campo maior de participantes é que um processo de inclusão e isolamento acontece. Este é um processo quase estupidamente simples de dedos apontados, assim como fazemos em qualquer eleição democrática.

Porque o que é a bruxa e qual é o seu legado? Mitos sérvios falam sobre dragões descendo dos céus e se acasalando com mulheres e lendas ocidentais falam de como “a serpente” acasalou com Eva e como Lilith juntamente com Samael produziram um pedigree exclusivo de seres. Não importa o mito, um certo fogo, algo sulfúrico está presente no próprio sangue das bruxas, uma memória de seu legado. E como Lilith foi expulsa para o Mar Vermelho procriando mil demônios por dia, da mesma forma a Bruxa é reconhecida em seu exílio e condenação semelhantes hoje. Uma bruxa nunca vai se curvar a ordem social, a menos que esteja em harmonia com a ordem natural. Ela ou ele vai se tornar um rebelde, porque a bruxa não trata de agrupar o mundo em uma unidade singular, mas  de guardar e proteger a sua família e os seus mistérios. É por isso que qualquer pedido feito a um conclave bruxaria para juntar-se a ele é encarado com certo escrutínio, porque as bruxas não se reúnem em ordens e conselhos, federações e governos, a menos que o caos seja o intento da aceitação.

Porque a Bruxa não é conforto, mas consolo, a Bruxa é o sopro da morte e da esperança dados ao mesmo tempo. É o convite para deixar tudo, exceto você mesmo, para trás como qualquer conselho ou federação é deixado nas chamas do dogma. A Bruxa não é domesticada ou validada, ele ou ela sabe quem ela ou ele é e mantém o que detém.

Quando a Bruxaria se transforma em conselhos que definem a “doutrina correta”, estes conselhos deixam de ser bruxaria e se tornam despóticos, com algum tipo de motivação velada, porque conter o que nasceu livre é a própria heresia, em oposição ao dogma que qualquer federação ou conselho estabelece. Quando isso acontece o conclave de pessoas que nomeia um ao outro para serem aqueles que sabem mais, isto se tornará uma força social e não natural, e quando isso acontece não estamos mais falando de espiritualidade ou bruxaria, mas de lei e religião.

Tradução: Anderson Santos
Revisão: Katy Frisvold


Civilized Witchcraft

“How tame we have become. How polite about our witchcraft. In our desire to harm none we have become harmless… a witch is what you find at the end of a pointed finger. “

- Peter Grey
And indeed, how tame the Craft have become and should it be tame and civilized? Should the Witch be noticed by its docile presence in the world and its adherence to laws forged in a society in dismay of nature? If so, what is the point of this Craft and Art that mesmerizes the bohemians and free spirited ones in search of their Self?
I took notice a few weeks ago that a spokesman of Traditional Wicca here in Brazil circulated a denounce of animal sacrifice in the name of the ‘old gods’ – excepting African and Afro derived tradition from this – encouraging people to go to the authorities when they witnessed such heinous acts. Apparently some pagan and neo pagan groups had given blood and meat to their gods instead of wine, water, flowers and bread which evoked terror in this spokesman for the ‘old faith’.   

Well, this might not be much, but what does it represent? Let us break down this denounce, and please leave out favour or disfavour of animal sacrifice, and entertain me in this.

Here we have a spokesman for an entourage stating they are doing witchcraft, practicing the ‘old religion’, but as far as old customs are concerned they are being seen by the very same spokesman of the very same old faith as uncivilized and abusive – hence the need to be reported to the civil authorities, so, here we find the ‘old ways’ becoming law-abiding and civilized, preferring the tame in place of the untamed – and thus the Craft sees its end in the shape of religion.

Nothing against religion, for those who needs it, but when I read this, I was thinking, is this really something ‘a witch’ would say? And naturally the answers to this question have consequences on the matter, because a statement like this will naturally eradicate any understanding of Nature and the peasant craft bound in families of the Craft, leaving the person speaking such shallow words as an ignorant of his own claims to the pedigree only a Witch will know, understand, live and enact.

Yes I know….

Witchcraft is relentlessly difficult to define…

… and in this difficulty of definition advantage is taken in defining it in whatever way soothing for ones sentiments, sentimentalism or agenda by hungry ghosts vested like Saints and Masters.
Truly witchcraft has is some respect lost its teeth and claw today in favour of many sorts of gnosis that makes the witch an understanding participant in the cosmos, which I personally believe is important, because it expands the essential substance of the witchblood into all eight directions of creation. These forms of gnosis benefit the witch immensely, but a witch is still a witch and the proof of the witch rests in the blood.

Yes, I say blood, and I mean blood, because this turbulent outlandish breed, the dwellers on the outside is not of this world and this should be testified in any witch mythology in existence amongst serious conclaves, covens and families the practice the Craft. A witch is always born and never made; the blood is always quickened and never given. When Robert Cochrane wrote, ‘what I have I hold’, it was this he meant, at least in one layer of this sentence that goes deeper than what it seems.


Freedom and the Judgment

Freedom and judgment have one thing in common, they are words we are using in reference to something that supresses us, even when we believe freedom doesn’t supress. With suppression I mean anything that questions our purpose, worth, station or valour and seek to control these realms if they are found to be outside the accepted norms of some moral or social law.

We find here a polarity between freedom and judgment. I believe we all want to breathe in freedom – save for those who judge and set the laws – that seeks to restrict. In the will to freedom and its restriction we find the cosmic pulse of life and death, and between the beats life goes on. And here in the offbeat – what we know as life – it is all about acting and reacting so we can understand the soul hidden deep within the stone of philosophical possibility.

In this offbeat we live out our lives and question everything, but as Derrida commented knowledge is a fickle thing, because we can never be sure that what we know really corresponds to what is, because our participation in the cosmic drama is limited to our own very limited and infinitesimal small drama which turns any certainty into ‘fictional forms’.

Now, I see little escape from this premise, but how we approach this premise can make a difference, so continuing the reasoning of Derrida and the ‘fictional form’ which is our life, I dare say this invites immense possibilities, because fiction is rooted in life.

If we accept this premise we can see opportunity and possibility and excel in this or we can grow weary in the illusion the premise presents.

For the modern man, the reaction to this premise somehow goes down to Bakunin (1814-1876) who reacted upon an archontic and tyrannical social climate stating that:

"Let us put our trust in the eternal spirit which destroys and annihilates only because it is the unsearchable and eternally creative source of all life - the passion for destruction is also a creative passion!" (Reaction in Germany, 1842)

This observation, along with Nietzsche’s’ existential questions gave form to what we know as nihilism and nihilism is commonly defined as:

“the belief that all values are baseless and that nothing can be known or communicated. It is often associated with extreme pessimism and a radical scepticism that condemns existence. A true nihilist would believe in nothing, have no loyalties, and no purpose other than, perhaps, an impulse to destroy (http://www.iep.utm.edu/nihilism/).”

It is certainly tempting to pursue the greater projects of Nietzsche and Derrida in this scope, but if we limit this potentially enormous discourse to the premise of philosophy – to be able to entertain an idea without judging it as anything else than an exercise in ‘truth’ – we are left with the exercise of ‘truth’. And while truth will forever be a white dressed maiden resting in the deepest parts of a well, she still influences us in our pursuit for meaning, freedom and judgment.

And what I see is that in this exercise, in this offbeat between life and death, what we know as existence and our life and world light and darkness do moves us in bitter and sweet steps in this tango we make, wanting or not. And as we dance through our ‘fictional form’ we often raise fingers to one another, to ourselves, to history and to ideas and things. And what happens here in this process of multiple judgments? First off we are losing freedom but more severely we understand our self in relation to negations and condemnations and reactions to something that challenges our free spirit. The act of judgment brings more judgment and restricts our social cage, because in judgment we expose the tyranny that rules a profane society void of hope and full of greed loosing perspective of whether this is the world we wanted or not and becomes reactants and marionettes in that beat of death that announces the end of the beauty of our ‘fictional form’ where we merges with the repressive and suppressive.

Oh yes, I am using broad strokes here, because every brush is made up of single strains of hairs that together can mark the world, for good or for bad. If the brush is stringed with reactions to the picture made it will be tied to the present form and its freedom will be restricted. In the same way, when you judge, you react and restrict yourself and in some cases even invite in the restriction to shape your life, because no matter if you believe or like the Christian mythology, the phrase in Our Lord’s Prayer do hold a profound message:

And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive them that trespass against us.

This part, do speak of judging and forgiveness so we can be free from our own judgment and of the judgment of others and even more from the worst judge of all, our selves. Because I believe nihilism and antinomianism is natural for the adolescent, but as this phase is passing and we have destroyed what needs to be destroyed and dropped our pointed fingers in the chaos of forgetfulness we can approach this ‘fictional form’ we are and see ourselves as we are and not in relation to what we reject or judge – and in this a first step of freedom can be made as we realize that chaos is a myriad of lights that seeks the original harmony. 


This Occult World...

… is a microcosm and a speculum on which we understand the world outside, the world below and the world above. The shit-storms still happen and the misunderstandings dances around in diabolic delight – just as in the world we call ‘profane’, orderly or civilized.

In this little cauldron of occult soup we find the world at its extreme. We find the hater who seeks to kill you, we find the righteous ones that set out to detonate you and we find the judge who seeks to govern the world because of some oedipal complex.

The ‘Occult World’ is not a Golden Age, it is living Hell intensely so we can get closer to the nerve of who we are and understand all possible worlds in this way.

We tend to think that in a world where everyone is searching ‘enlightenment’ and ‘knowledge’ we will find one another, but nah, the bridges that crosses from a dark soul to a bleeding heart will bring you deeper down and what was confidence broken will unleash hell…

As the good Bernard of Clairvaux said the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, because good intentions is somehow the passport into the mysteries – and then we screw up – inviting in restrictions learned from the society we falsified, just to give ourselves some sort of control or domination of what we can’t understand.

The hunt for knowledge is riddled with confusion and naturally when we meet someone and converse with them the confusion finds an increase or solution, just like it does in the world at large. And as it is in the world at large, that profane thing the occultist despise they recreate a shadow world of restriction, singing praises to chaos and antinomian powers so they can tell you are wrong or right, not seeing that the all worshipful chaos have made them orderly and dogmatic in a severe and restrictive way…

It is tiresome, because I am not an occultist; I am someone who uses occult philosophy to make my life better so I in turn can make your life better. I am not interested in your shortcomings or faulting philosophies, but in your heart, love and presence of spirit, so we can get a hang of any world together.

I mean raise a finger and you do raise a point – and in this moment the natural question should be who is this being raising a finger and a point?

Shouldn't the hidden being revealed make us all to see that we are hen (One)?  It doesn't, because in the ‘occult world’ the appetite for power is stronger than the appetite for community and commonality. The occult world brings us the best of lovers and the best of warriors, the worst of despots and the worst of politicians…

At times it seems to me that the natural law, as in natural philosophy, which was the arcane term for occult science is forgotten in favour of social ambition veiled in a nice pagan dress of deception where the social valour’s of ambition and domination is still alive, just to kill the memory of the Golden Age and restrict freedom in the name of bleak punishment where clowns and brutes install themselves as governors and kings. It is a sad shitty world, just like the profane world we try to create a distance from.

But I refuse to accept this, because in this occult soup I have found love and even more love, struggle and epiphanies amongst the brutes of dogma and the hijackers of truth. Like the world at large the occult world invites connections, liaisons of love and friendships, nepotism and truth. The occult world is a mirror, a reflection, of worlds vertical and horizontal – it is an imaginary world and as the world at this point is still an imagination we can twist and turn this into a desire of love or revolt – as we wish.

The Occult world is a cauldron of possibility, but I for one will always anchor my despair, misery and confusion in those sandbanks and skeletons of love that some of us finds weak and ridiculous. I will always choose love as the nail in my patient compass, because with patience and in a spirit of love I will see my friends and lovers more clear than those that rises from their torment and wishes to share they suffering with me.     


The Spiritual Beggar and the Work with Spirits

I have been pondering for some time what wordings such as ‘I work with so and so spirit’ and ‘when I asked so and so spirit to give me a work opportunity I got it’ really imply. What is truly at play in asking favours from spirits and to ‘work with spirits’?

When you find yourself in one of the crossroads of life searching the palace of opportunity and resort to magic or summoning to move gently through the valley of tribulation to gain open doors, what is going on in this very moment when you approach strange spirits and ask favours?

So, allow me to share some musings and thoughts on these themes.

I have for some time been intrigued with the mystery of begging and what goes on in the cheap taverns of life and with beggars there are two things that at random intervals shows itself as unique and interesting, matters we perhaps rarely pay attention to because the beggar is only something swift and passing that many pay to get rid of – or pay to help. One factor is the blessing.

The blessing always comes if you give a little bit more than what is expected. And we can wonder, what is going on here, you give some money, no amount that hurts your financial state or is a sacrifice in any way – in return you receive a blessing. Who is this person that is blessing you? What is going on here?

The other phenomenon is predictions and prophecy. I have countless experiences with this, ranging from gypsies taking my hand after giving them all lose money I had on my person and taking my palm and reading events that came to pass in the week to come as I had beggars being given some money walking away, stopping, just to turn back to me to tell a sentence or two of something they felt they had to tell and then walked on like the epiphany they gave me was nothing.

I see our relationships with spirit as mimicking any other kind of relationship, it be with plants beasts or other humans. It is about affinity, proximity, time, dedication and work as much as it is about affinity and immediate bonds forged in a moment of mutual recognition, attraction and love.

To work with a spirit is to work on a bond, an attraction, and the rules are quite similar to the rules in building any other form of relationship – with one quite baffling exception – a spirit (a being with a non-material body, and a spirit not anchored to a tomb in earth) exists in a state of perpetual celestial justice. With this I mean, the moral and law that binds material justice have little bearing on what is not of matter, so in the field of justice we find a landscape that is not at all as we conceive it to be on material premises.

I wonder if this paradox is somehow solved in the presence and activities of beggars, these people who give blessings when favours are given. Somehow, when we approach a spirit of repute to ask favours aren’t we engaging a form of spiritual beggary? But since we here move into a field where matter and non-matter meets, the balance and relationship is somewhat different.

If we pursue the idea of placating a spirit for favours as if we were beggars we place ourselves in an acceptance of need, but also the embodiment of blessings… In a way these musings do invite in the many examples from Torah, Bible and Cinema where angels are often portrayed as beggars or strangers, like how the prophet Elijah when he returned as a beggar visiting Rav Akiva to relieve him of his despair as a meaningful paradox on the Hermetic axiom, ‘as above, so below’ where the tables are turned and in almost natural ways all celestial wealth is mirrored in the station of possibility in the state of the beggar.

If we take a step back and allow these ideas to flow and take form and shape, we see that need, blessing and acceptance provide the field for what we know as luck, because what is this meeting between beggars, spirits and men where money and blessings are traded?
Luck is opportunity opening up when we are in the right place to see it. If we can move on and take advantage or embrace luck is a matter of awareness and skill.

I recall one specific encounter with a beggar writing this. I was in downtown São Paulo waiting for a friend, as I sat down and ordered a beer an elderly woman came up to me, with great calm and direction she opened her hand to receive some money and I had only four coins on me and no other cash. I gave her what I had and her reaction was to take one of the coins, throwing it in the ground with great force, murmuring something, and then she blessed me and walked away.
It was a magical moment, because for me this was a living spell, pure sorcery, to take a third of what little you were given and throw it to the ground, evoking something, for the sake of increase. I watched her walking away to a bar across the street where she gained bills, replacing and overriding the few coins I had to give… she had her increase and I gained my blessing…

I of course have several conclusions to these ponderings, and far more to say, but somehow too much explanations seems too much, so at this round just these coins of wonder that you hopefully throw to the ground so increase of thought, opportunity and luck can be gained…. 

Image:  Alexei Tarasovich Markov: Fortuna and Beggar


Planetary Talismans

Sacred Alchemy Store is now offering planetary talismans.

A talisman is a receiver and emitter of fluids and waves as well as an insulator or as the ethnologist Dominique Camus defined a talisman:

the talisman is a shield imbued with the “forces of the cosmic powers” it has harnessed. In addition to the fact that it is, therefore, infinitely more effective than the amulet, it is not solely a protector. By condensing the active ‘universal forces’ through transference, it puts them at the disposal of the owner.

Each of our talismans are made as the inquiry for them is presented and executed in the name of the person who seek to carry the charm, hence the moment of forming a desire and its reception is subjected for astrological analysis (a form of horary astrology) to give an accurate direction for the talisman. All planetary talismans contain proper elected virtues from all possible kingdoms and all talismans are subject to, hymns, fumigations and secret writ in accordance with the magical alphabets of IbnWahshiya as it pertains to planet and/or sign and are anointed, consecrated and fumigated in the proper planetary hour and day as the purchaser of the talisman is named.

Our talismans then effectively tie the planetary virtue to the owner in ways benevolent for the goal sought.  Our talismans are commonly sewed up in cloth for the simple easiness of transportation, but they can of course be custom made in the form of a ‘mojo bag’, pendant, necklace or bracelet, so please do write us to detail and discuss the desired effect and we will arrive at an exact formula for how it can best be accomplished.

As these talismans will be carefully manufactured using auspicious astrological elections we need to inform that the creation of a talisman can take up to 28 days to be completed, this to ensure that the maximum virtue possible is embedded into the talisman.

We can make talismans for decans, signs and lunar mansions, so if these are of interest, please write us, as for now we are giving attention to the virtue of the seven planets, but we will shortly follow this up with making available the full range of lunar mansion talismans.
Our talismans can be worked on the particular virtue itself or they can be worked in the field of shared virtue between the planet and its owner where the creation of the talisman is adjusted in conformity with the natal chart of the carrier of the talisman, we will then need date, time and place of birth of the carrier of the charm.

The main seven types of talismans we offer are as follows:

Sun holds the virtue of recognition, clarity and to expel what is out of place and literally brings light to what is hidden as it also gives prestige and can stimulate intuition and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Moon holds the power of dream and rules all things subtle and gestating. Being motherly, wet and nocturnal she is also patron of secrecy as much as tenderness, in this way she brings sweetness, children, inspiration and affection to our lives and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Saturn, the greater Malefic, also Lord of the Golden Age is traditionally associated with contemplation, intellectual arts and the ability to guard against malefica and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Jupiter is the instigator of law, time and order, the planet of kings and of those who seek to gain favours by people in lofty positions. Jupiter is jovial and gracious and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Venus is the patron of love and concord, merriment and marriage and ignites joy and stability to existing relationships and brings the virtue of attraction to those who seek for love and concord and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Mars is the author of war and agriculture, patron of alchemy and arts made by hand. Mars can instigate successful warfare as he can ensure success at the initial stages of any undertaking and give vigour and presence to our lives  and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

Mercury is the linguist of heaven and oversees all forms of communication and interaction and can ensure wit and effective self-presentation as much as being the intermediary in generating any form of connection between men and every kingdom and is as such a great power to have by those who seek such graces.

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The Pointed Finger of Freedom

“If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”

 - William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

The world is saturated with opinions and demands that we get engaged in something. Our democratic world insists on our active participation in everything that is going on. It is far worse than what Noam Chomsky stated, that today ‘lively debate in a limited spectrum is allowed’, as a means to control debate, nowadays it is encouraged and demanded as the nature of this limited spectrum is carefully mediated by bankers, media, politicians and corporations.

We pick up a newspaper as we shudder in disgust, but we read on and get involved. We get worried and we get ill, we get angry and we get catatonic. Still we engage it all because expressing opinion is to express democratic freedom and reflects who we are under the banner of ‘human rights’.

As we engage the world we are confronted with not only opinions, but judgment and interpretations, sentimentalism expressed as facts and the misery of failed ambition. Like eels and sharks bumping into walls in our restricted aquarium of illusory freedom we exercise this freedom as beaten dogs and purposeless warriors.

In this hopelessness religion and belief is the master key to escape the feeling of imprisonment, because here we encounter something mysterious, something outside the social prison and indeed for some, an experience of the infinite, an experience that breaks down the walls of the aquarium also breaks down the cave of narrow perception.

Alas, this is not how it is in practice. Rather we see a negative inversion taking place, where the field of mystery and belief turns into a source of increase for the strength of opinions and judgments held by people.

One of many idiosyncratic mindboggling phenomena’s are found amongst the neo Pentecostal movement where the idea of the world being a prison is taken to such extremes that in many cases they have ceased focus on God and is getting occupied with Satan and fixate on all things immoral measured against a given interpretation of a collection of enigmatic gospels. It is like faith substitute for research and thus instead of substantiate an opinion with logic analysis sentimentalism, feelings and faith is what informs a given interpretation of something mysterious which then is imposed on social actors and behaviours.

Opinion leads to judgment, which leads to condemnation in very draconian ways and instead of opening the doors of perception it is instead solidly locked down with hatred, arguments gossip and quarrels, until only the keyhole is left for the hateful voyeur from his place of self-affirmed salvation and greatness.

But this type of behaviour is not restricted to denominations like this, we find the extremist everywhere as we find the judgmental one everywhere. The ‘occult’ world is really no better off, because breaking free starts in the realization of imprisonment and the adoption of new perspectives from this realization. What we see is instead a lot of misinformed gossip, attempts of nailing one another and useless agitation taking place, usually with the purpose of establishing who is right, because when we establish ourselves as a ‘holder of truth’, we give ourselves automatically the freedom to point fingers, accuse and judge people, opinions and actions in a simulacrum of the social world we live in and hence we extend the archontic control of our prison guards into our personal field of interactions and community and dig the hole burning under our feet deeper and make our prison smaller.

We would think the ‘occult’ world attracts the best of good people in the world – but it is not so – rather it is a speculum obscura, a microcosmic reflection of the world at large where everything, good and bad, tends to become extremely visible. But of course, the human being have been manipulated into giving attention to horror, error and the disgust and too often we get blind to all the beauty that exists outside our self-dug crater of opinionated madness and judgmental misery.

I believe this is caused by the saturation of opinions in the world, which in extension gives us the illusion that exercising opinions – in particular with force – declares us as free men and women. But, unfortunately, in strong opinions is always found a pointed finger, throbbing with judgment and accusation, because strong opinions are always resting of weak foundations, hence every heated argument is born from the need of convincing oneself and not the opponent.

This seed of discord is also found in the subtle disagreements, say, I believe past life memories is important while my opponent thinks it is rubbish. Fine, here we have a disagreement and quite often such disagreements follow with debasing the orator of the opinion and not the opinion stated. Consequently the disagreement turns into a stupid quarrel of right and wrong instead of the more expansive model that opens horizons, where a proposition is met with a question and inquiry and not a condemnation.

At times the blindness for our imprisoned state is so overpowering that the disagreement becomes a mission – and indeed nothing is more vile and dangerous than a man on a mission – no matter right or wrong, substantiated or not, it is only about the goal, to be right. The Christian mission with its crusades and inquisition is one reflex, while another rests amongst those who make their mission into proving others wrong. We can exemplify the latter with the disagreement between the importance of past lives and its unimportance, because every stupid mission finds at its core such banalities to be a part of its ugly mosaic. Let’s say, you are a fervent believer in the importance of past lives and I tell you bluntly, I think it is bollocks. If my rejection of your premise leads you to erect temples of belief and monasteries of war to defend your opinion, I would say, you never gave the matter much thought and became a pure sentimental reaction to a linguistic provocation. And since expressing opinion, especially if they are born from belief, is conceived of as a ‘human right’ – the reaction implies an attack on the human stating the opinion – which only demonstrates how deep and enclosed your imprisonment is.

I am aware Our common imprisoned state, I do shudder in disgust when I pick up a newspaper, but I also make deliberate attempts to restrict this negative influence, because I don’t want the fear and hatred, loathing and illness to be a part of my life. I seek concord and the good dialogue, the interested approach in all differences that makes us all community, because for me at least, I seek the doors of my perception to be as open as possible and I am not able to do this if I close myself to the experience of others and refuse to approach myself to me fellow men and women in interest. If we did this with one another, we would naturally question the walls in our aquarium and as the inquiry led to renewed insights we would see the walls shatter and the noose getting looser in an expanse of horizons that would potentially alienate ‘the human rights’ bestowed upon us by the rulers of this world as a pointed finger turns into a helping hand.