Giving thanks…

Christmas Eve…

Today I am thankful for Jesus Christ. An odd statement from one who’s approach is a combination of theistic-Satanism and Heathenry. I am thankful for the person that was Jesus Christ and his philosophy. The subsequent formation of Christianity as a faith loosely based upon some of his teachings engendered the Christian within our society. As the dominant faith here in England, social ethics are largely dictated by the beliefs of Christians. It is these Christians that have mandated a society of religious tolerance here in England.

Yes, a Christian can be racist or embark upon religious hate crimes as much as anyone else can — we currently see enough of this in the U.S. and the Christian churches have their own problems of child abuse. I however remain thankful that the dominant Christian morality has formed a society whose ethical stance is one of religious freedom. I am able to be open with my beliefs, practice, and write about them without fear of a secret police service bursting through the front door to practice some form of theistic correction.

Although your church may be the antithesis of what you sought to achieve, you have spawned followers who allow me greater freedom of belief than your follow Jews allowed yourself. For this — I thank the man that was Jesus Christ.

Now…where is my goat?



Energy burst

I find myself embracing a burst of energy. Last night I re-read Peter Carroll’s Liber Kaos. Having taken much more from the work during this second reading, I have placed it upon my collection shelves alongside Liber Null & Psychonomicon. 

Tonight, at the start of a short seasonal break I have picked up Michael Kelly’s Dragonscales. As one who will openly admit to being a huge fan of his work in Apophis, Aegishjalmur , and especially the ideology within Draconian Consciousness— then I find myself somewhat disappointed by the shorter essay form approach in this work. I found some value in his Words of Power text. At the halfway mark then I am struggling to find a value to the Dragonscales offering. As a guide– I judge the worth of books by how many notes I make in the margins and where I have turned down pages to identify key resonances with my own philosophy.Kelly’s work is generally held in the highest by myself. This essay form work will not make it onto my special items shelf and will be resigned to the standard magical texts shelf.

Tomorrow will be special, although not for it being Christmas Eve. I will embrace the ability to perform a detailed working upon a Wednesday night and into Thursday morning without having to be in work the next day. Sounds petty I’m sure– try rising at 4am everyday to get a train! Wednesday are obviously Odin’s day. I will converse with the entity (or archetype) of Wodannaz during the meditative stage of the working. As you may be aware, I worship only myself and work with the All-father as an exemplary model of becoming, a key archetype of the potential that is embodied within myself. Having had some significant manifestation of my desires that were the focal point of recent workings, then this will be a simple process of identification for future learnings.





Yule time turning

Yule is upon us. The darkness envelopes me like a comforting blanket or the arms of a lover. Within the darkness lays limitless potential. Light happens, darkness is eternal. As Jung discussed, it is within the darkness that we find the things we do not yet know. To illuminate and know the darkness is the true task of philosophy.

Odd numbered years under the common system are typically more beneficial for my family and myself. In the past we have purchased our own home, married and seen the birth of our daughter in odd years. Even years are generally a mixed harvest. 2014 has been a year of becoming. There has been dissolution on an unprecedented scale. My work environment has changed. My mother passed in May. I have ceased work with local pagan groups. Through the process of a spiritual death, destruction and analysis of the soul– there comes a remanifestation. Thanks to the venom of the dragon Nidhogg I have seen my life torn apart. It is as a direct result of this that I have realised the value of all things. My wife and daughter matter most. I will defend them with my essence. Philosophy has become the clear goal — to illuminate the darkness and find answers that lead to the truth. I must question all things. My will has been solidified. I value myself and realise the potential that now has been awakened within. The cranial exhaust is running hot as I turn to ever increasingly difficult subjects. No more will I conform to playing the role that others seek me to do so for their own benefit. Like the Jungian riverbed, the water has began to flow and once more the mighty flow of my mind will dominate and rise above my environment. As does the water, I will weave the path of least resistance. I will erode the obstacle before me. The fire that burns within is the mighty forge flame on which I remake myself.

As the lyrics of Grand Magus state:

At last there’s a reason to believe
To rise from the depths of misery
My heart clad in iron
My soul clad in steel
The triumph and power achieved

2014 is the year of death.

2015 is the year of rebirth. With a new role at work, a new goal in pursuit of my own potential and a master plan for the family — it is now that I know what the coming year holds. There are plans of which I cannot speak. There exist goals of which I cannot speak. There is also much that I have yet to realise and come to know. I have made the oath and set forth my wyrd for the coming year. My goal is clear. 2015 is the year to arise as per the occult symbolism of the phoenix. I will crush, devour and burn all those that stand in my way as if Napoleon himself had been invoked within me. I have dwelt within the darkness and it has become illuminated for me in the light of my own black flame. I am not the being many perceive. Some see more than others. Very few see the whole. The wheels have already been began to revolve. By October, 2015 nothing shall be the same.

Through knowledge, true knowledge that is, we may come to see the very patterns that underly the manifestation of the universe. I see the flow of wyrd before me and know that I can shape my own path within the pattern of the Norn in accordance with their overall work. Such constructive flow ensures that my own path meets little resistance from that of others. Manipulation of the currents of being is thus enabled. Through the control of chaos, I may manifest the occurrence of events and matter in accordance with my will. Is such not the true goal of the conscious mind? Did the Allfather not ascend to the throne through the assertion of his will to control the chaos? Through ordering the chaos then we can control that which manifests and thus predict the future in accordance with the patterns laid down in the past. Nietzsche’s theory of the eternal recurrence dictates that I am likely to have existed and to do so again. Such materialisation of being also increases the potential that this is not the first time I have proceeded to walk the path that I have now placed before me.

Ask yourself what is your pattern? What do you see from the events of your life that dictates a pattern before you? Once you can identify the pattern —  you can predict and influence it. Through your influence, you take control and become the primum movens.

Does this post matter to you, the reader? To be honest I do not care. In the form of making an oath into the web of wyrd for 2015, I cast forth this form as an oath into the web of the internet. This post is merely a statement of intent. You may or may not realise the impact and changes that I am about to bring upon the world and you may witness them in some form. Though they are not at the level of the Red Magus. I truly now will emerge as a Black Magus.

I am coming.

Evolving meditation

I’ve recently been altering my meditation routines. They have now become one of either two core practical approaches.

To be clear, the first approach is not strictly a meditation. I do sometimes use it to access another plane where I then seek a place to meditate. It would be fair to describe such as meditating within meditation. The practice is essentially that of Seidr journeying. In an approach utilising Plato’s cave, I journey through the image of a camp fire within a cave. Listening to a shamanic drumming track on a pair of headphones (with or without a background track mixed in that is designed to stimulate various brain phases of activity that I have deemed suitable), or occasionally using my own drum to a similar effect, I enter an altered state and embark upon my astral journey. I have a small grove outside of the cave with a guardian to whom I always make my first call. Here I am also constructing an Temple on the astral plane. The temple is designed to function as per the initiatory philosophical schools of the ancient world. Here is where I also enter the eternal forest and access the world tree, Yggdrasil. Naturally, Yggdrasil also provides the means by which I can contact and access the other realms.

The second and much more common approach is that of true meditation. A series of breathing exercises, centring the energies in conjunction with some Qi Gong/Tai Chi that often embodies some Runic Yoga forms and then the lighting of the flame. The flame is lit both within the minds eye (the Black Flame is raised to an inferno) and the physical lighting of either a red or black candle. Colour choice is dependant upon the purpose of the meditation. Any Vitki will understand the significance of the colours. Music plays in the background and generally consists of dark ambient — Sunn O))), Wardruna, Lustmord, Wolves in the Throne Room, Bram Stoker’s Dracula, the Hellraiser theme, Agalloch, Ulver, Drudkh, Wagner, Gynt and a few others. It’s all suitably dark, atmospheric and absolutely mind-fucking at times. Staring at a combination of the candle flame and the combined reflection of the flame and my face in an obsidian sphere, I enter a meditative state. The purposes of the meditation vary from clarity of mind, reasoning and inspiration, focusing of the will, philosophical musings, and invocation of archetypes into contact with my psyche. The invocations are generally combined with the tattooing of the daemons sigil upon the inside of my left arm (please note I use Henna for this and not a permanent tattoo).

Will I eventually descend into insanity? Yes, I am sure I will. The question that I find interesting is thus– many great minds in the world that have been deemed as being or becoming insane. Did they go insane as a result of their minds elevation above the mundane or were they intellectually gifted as a result of a background insanity allowing them to function differently to the masses? It’s an interesting and unanswerable question. What of my sanity? Some may already say that I am. My father had mental health issues and my brother is bi-polar. You may say that I am pre-disposes to such a likelihood. Insanity may just be the manifestation of the brain working on a level that it no longer function correctly here in Midgard. Am I already there? I have not yet managed to make the flame leap from one candle to another purely by my will and the transfer of electrical stimulation from my mind to the atoms comprising the combustion. One day…

Crack the egg

Man is but an egg, an embryonic state of development. Crack the shell of your world and dare to view beyond the realm of your own sensual experiences. The senses of man differ from those of other animals for a reason. Be aware that what lays beyond the shell may not be to your liking and you may never return to your prior state.