Monday, October 13, 2014

Ghosts in the Machines

Come One, come ALL, step right up! Shake off those eternal doldrums of perfect non-being. It's been way too long! Manifest "Now!"

Take advantage of one of our most popular destinations, and visit the roaring Earth! Blissfully incarnate and experience the most exquisite aspects of being! 

Not only do you get sadness and joy, you also get angst, suffering, and orgasm*! Experience the unique grating inevitabilty of discomfort and duress, interspersed with indeterminate moments of absolute bliss that can only be experienced on Earth!

The infinitely unlikely, highly advanced Manifestation Enhancement and Tactical Symbiotic biotechnic interfaces has taken over four billion years to create, and it continues to be enhanced with every generation. While some defects have been statistically noted in the process, all aspects of divinity have unanimously expressed nothing but gratitude for their experiences in even the least efficient interface available to consciousness.

The current version comes with a standard set of senses, each delivering a million variated combinations of experiences across the chemical and physical spectrum of possible states. Smells and colors, tastes and sounds await you! 

The environment itself is custom-designed to be a wonder of experiences available in Normal mode, but wait until you unlock the Intermediate and Advanced perception levels! Multiple in-experience chemical prizes are readily available in natural and synthetic forms, allowing you to temporarily experience the advanced settings. Also available are the the longer-term spiritual approaches to similar states of mind.

In the current era, we an even offer a path that incorporates both the spiritual and chemical methods of altered awareness that have become popular among a certain genre of incarnationists.

Take advantage now, and you can participate in:
  • The Obamic Golden Age
  • Legalization of Marijuana
  • The Plague and Zombie Apocalypse
  • 13th Century Illuminated Islamic Revival (encore performance, hurry before the last Mujahideen is born!)
  • Magic, Miracles, and Mayhem
  • The ever-popular Hidden Oligarchic Hegemony Society (all the Machiavellian intrigue you could ask for, in any role imaginable!)
  • Also ... pretty much any other human-era role imaginable continues to be available across every probability in the continuum**
Reap the rewards of Privilege, or suffer the injustices of inequality, as you see fit! Delight in family, loneliness, true love and heart break! Experience the luxuries of poverty, and the depravities of wealth! Do what thou Will! See the suffering and the joy in all things, and bring that experience back with You when you Return!

Come One!

Come ALL!***

* "Orgasm" feature is currently available in all incarnate genders
** As Originally Intended, see Terms and Conditions section 230542, subsection 93 93/93, Xallixti
*** There's literally nothing else to do!****
**** Forever!

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

On Death and Suffering, but mostly Death, from an Illuminated Hermetic Perspective, because it's that time again.

Already Dead Anyway
Ah, autumn! Tis the Season to be jolly, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la


It's a fucking blessing, goddamn it. It's a sign that you did your time, finished what you meant to, and you're moving on. It's a right, a privilege, and an honor. The folks left behind have some issues to deal with, sure, but my death is mine, and I'll take it when and where I will, even if I haven't let myself in on that fact just yet.

That's the conclusion I've reached (at this point) regarding death, and that's after having created the philosopher's stone, accomplishing the great work, and attaining Illumination through the Hermetic practices of Western esoteric magics.

Your mileage may vary.

My friends are reaching the age when their parents die. Mine are old, and getting older. I send them money each month now to pay their mortgage, and their cell phone bill. They are on my MicroSoft Office plan, so they get Office for my $10 a month. And they are Christians.

I visited my Grandmother this summer, with my kids. They are 12 and 13 at the moment, and they never met her before. My grandmother's house hasn't changes since I was 12.

She's 92.

They could go any time. Any fucking time. Intimate parts of my life that affect me on a weekly and daily basis, just gone. Leaving me empty and desolate. Leaving me wondering about whether I lived enough with them the way I'd wanted to while they were alive. It's that time in my life where I have to think about that.

But then again, they could live another 20 fucking years. Or more. Who knows? How much of my life should I spend on them, knowing they could go any time, or they might be here after I'm gone?

So: family, and loved ones, and death, and shit. How does it matter, what's the impact on our lives?

The best person I ever saw deal with death was +Christopher Bradford. If I ever go through anything similar, I expect to do as well, and if I don't, I'm an asshole. See, he's a magician, and he gets it. He understands magic, spirits, and the axis that goes from here to there, from here to where we come from, and he believes it and acts as if what he knows is true.

And if I don't, god save me from my very own wrath. And contempt.

Death sucks for people left behind, if they don't get it.

For the rest of us, it's a celebration. Dude's getting a break, ffs. Halleluiah!

Oh, sure, life's harder for the rest of us, sucks to be sad missing them and shit, but damn, that one's got a chance at leveling up, moving on, leaving behind the bullshit of each sphere, and becoming a power, if that's their Will. Or they come back and do something different... if they want.

Or they go to some valhalla or some heaven or some hell for a while. Whatever they're into, that's awesome.

Or they don't. Whatever, they had their time... it's cool.


Existence is pure joy.

There's a thing in the spiritual paths we tread that is expressed in that phrase that people choke on. It's not a fun thing to face or deal with, that even the worst suffering on Earth is actually secretly wonderful in some way. The ultimate blaming of the victim, the inevitable shrieks that such a thing, if true, would somehow justify the worst atrocities committed.


To say that suffering is pure joy is simply to point out that even the worst experience of existence is better than not existing at all. It doesn't excuse anyone from anything, it doesn't make anything better, really.

But frankly, it doesn't have to "make anything better." If you read "existence is pure joy" and can't comprehend it, you have never understood nonexistence. If not existing were preferable to the suffering the most miserable of us go through, brothers and sisters, we wouldn't be here.

We aren't stupid.

Ok, we aren't that stupid.

I'm certainly not, anyway.

Harper and I were talking the other day about illuminated enlightened understanding of the world, and how it's basically a matter of understanding existence from an eternal perspective.

People caught in the body-mind-current-experience-of-the-moment can't even appreciate what they're going through, because they're all afraid. People who get it from an eternal perspective aren't afraid, they're thirsty for experience, because they see that if nothing else, this is the one chance they get to taste the universe the way it is right now from their perspective.

Live like you're dead already, and you got a chance to be alive again.

That's basically what we're doing, imho.

And if I'm wrong, who gives a shit? My way is a lot more fun.

And besides...

You're already dead.

Money Beg Options

So I'm going to put together a conference next year in June or July with a few of my friends (and an arch-enemy), here in Minneapolis, MN. We'll talk about Hermetic Miracles, the Goetic Revival, Esoteric archives and the lessons they teach, maybe some Greek Magical Papyri-derived rites, strategic applications of sorceric intents, and various conjuration techniques and experiences, and maybe even how much more awesome we are than McWiccans and online OTO CMs and stuff.

You know... the usual... Regardless, you know my friends are cool. It will rock.

But I need money to fly someone over from the UK, and someone and his wife from Florida, and someone from Jersey, and like, I don't know, deposits and shit. So about $5,000 would be awesome.

Getting that kind of money will be relatively easy using certain resources, but I need a good framework to wrap it around. Like kickstarter or indie gogo or ... Just having people send me money on FaceBook or some shit.

Anyway, any advice from anyone on putting together a low-maintenance, donation-based cash-condensation machine that just puts it all in a readily accessible account with not-too-many-fees?

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

"The Terrified Digestive Tract...

... with a strong urge to fuck."

I was thinking about the human condition and the economy of consciousness* the other day, and the method and process of the Great Work in general. As I considered that ancient cosmic question, "what's it all about, man" it occurred to me that the motivations of your average human can be understood completely when you recognize that humans are an extremely successful ambulatory digestive tract that spends most of its time terrified, and the rest of the time trying to get laid.

Take Maslow's hierarchy of needs, for example. The bottom three layers are all about eating, living and fucking. If you don't eat, you'll die! If you're not safe, you could get hurt, or die! If you're not fucking, you won't pass on your genetic code when you die!

Arguably the fourth layer, esteem, can also be understood as an expression of the terror of existence. We are social because packs of monkeys are more successful than lone monkeys. We're afraid to die, so we built society as a tool to subjugate wild nature and to protect us from other less-successful ambulatory digestive tracts.

The four (and sometimes five) part model of the soul I like to work with from the Qabala identifies the two "souls" closest to matter as the Guf and the Nephesh. The Guf is the actual body, and all its physiological requirements, and the Nephesh is the animal-soul, the autonomous consciousness of the body that keeps us breathing when we aren't thinking about it, and the part the feels the primal emotions of terror, lust, rage, and loneliness.

Together they are the terrified digestive tract with a strong urge to fuck.

Most of the time the deciding factor in where we pay our attention is the command of the wants and needs of the Guf and the Nephesh. These two lower souls are in control of most people's consciousness most of the time.

But Hermetics teaches us to do it differently. From Agrippa to Crowley, there's a process of education and practice that leads to the point where your Neshemah is the source of direction, with the other parts providing appropriate input in the decision-making process.

The point is the gradual shift in the seat of your perspective. A complete change of view. The end-state magician is made of the same parts as the beginning-state mafician, with the same potntial in each moment of pursuing the things that bring them true happiness.

The difference is that the end-state magician has gone through a indoctrination process that not only tells them who and what they are in the grand scheme of things, it gives them examples as they go along to prove the value and effectiveness of the system. You learn the things, you conure the things, and you learn from the things. It's a self-reinforcing system of expanding awareness and ability.

The end-state magician is a consciousness seated in the eternal part of the self, and focuses the attention of the complete incarnated entity on the things it wants to experience in its particular instance. It knows it's a part of everything, and is intently focused on doing what it wants to do, the reason it particpiates in everything as an individuated instance in the first place.

Here in the mundane world it manifests as you being at ease in your situations, aware of what's happening behind the scenes, why it's happening, and how you can turn the situation to your own pleasure. You look confident, and seem to live a charmed life. Things just happen to go your way, and you accept that and move forward.

It doesn't make everything perfect, and there's always some new mystery to examine and process, so you don't really get bored.

You just get to have fun, no matter what's going on.

* For an interesting ride down similar trails, with many of the same roadside attractions, check out Ryan Valentines' post on the Economy of Desire.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Economy of Consciousness

A friend and I were talking about magic and doubt the other day, and specifically that one doubt magicians suffer about our magical practices secretly all being make believe, fantasy fiction and wishful thinking. That "What if I'm just making all this shit up?" feeling. The fear of self delusion.
I would make the argument that this, in fact, is the most important question that a magician can ask themselves, all the time. Self-doubt and observation are key factors in any relative success of a magical practice like this. You wouldn't want to go off the deep end, would you? You gotta keep a sane perspective on things in your life. I think.

But it's secretly even more important than that whole silly "sanity clause" to ask this question. The question itself contains a Hermetic mystery.

"What if..." 

What are the implications of the question? If it were true, would that mean you are delusional? Is that the dangerous possibility that makes the question sort of horrifying to us? Maybe it's the waste of time? I mean, we could be spending years amassing piles of money, or changing the world with social activism and revolution instead of reading fairy tales.

But tighten it another notch and turn it around a bit. 

What if I'm just making all this shit up?

That's the actual premise of Hermetics, and we today understand that point very well. We really are just making this shit up. All of it, all the time. Our experiences are all interpretations of sense interfaces that are not real time. Our brains seem to process everything that happens each moment and turn all that data into a bubble of interactive awareness. We're all living a few nanoseconds in the past all the time, and we think it's now. And the universe and our ongoing experience of the universe, with memory and thought and time and running narrative supports the theory that it is actually real stuff we are experiencing through the senses.

And we can turn our attention to different input sensors. How cool is that? Think about your toes for a second. You weren't thinking about them before, but they were still there, and you can now vaguely recall that part of your awareness was secretly monitoring and reporting all kinds of data to you from your toes the whole time, but you weren't really paying attention to it.

Heh, "paying" attention. Attention and awareness are the currency we use to create and maintain the alleged material world we experience in our sensory bubbles in our brains. It's how the invisible part of us makes things happen to, through, and for the visible part of ourselves.

I mean, here's a mundane example... You can create a high paying job in the tech industry by paying your attention to the tools, techniques, and skills necessary to do the things that people get paid high amounts for in the tech industry. You create and influence your reality using an economy of consciousness wherein the function of exchange is the payment of attention. That's how it works.

And how hard is it to think thoughts? You're doing it right now. My thoughts are flowing into your mind where you're processing them as you interact with them. And I made you think about toes earlier. I created that experience for you by writing on the internet, which is even easier than thinking. 

So... What if we are just making all this shit up? 

Since we are?

Given that as a premise, the question changes to something else entirely: WHAT NOW? What are you going to do, what will you pay attention to, and how will you change your life, and everyone else's? 

What happens next?

And that transformation is the Hermetic mystery I was talking about. That flipping of the switch that takes a doubt and turns it into a virgin in the morning. It goes from a thing of fear and concern and turns it into an expression of that god-image-ness that is the mortal and immortal human being.

Now, I'm not saying it is, but pretend for a moment that this simple switch in thinking from "what if" to "what now" is the mental result of accomplishing the Great Work and is the thing that is different about the human among humans who has created the Philosopher's Stone. 

Now spend some time pretending that's you. What do you do? 

Pay off your creditors, then amass a fortune? That's one thing you could do, in the economy of consciousness.

* The ability to create is not the ability to control. If you don't believe me, have kids.