Thursday, February 28, 2008

The Fourth Pentacle of Jupiter from the Key of Solomon

I've decided to make a talisman of the fourth pentacle of Jupiter from the Key of Solomon. The timing is all wrong, at the moment, and it would be a while if I waited until the stars were aligned right. So this post is about how to make the best of a bad astrological timing through the conjuration of spirits.

Mathers' edition of the Key of Solomon has the following to say about the Fourth Pentacle of Jupiter:
The fourth pentacle of Jupiter.-- It serveth to acquire riches and honor, and to possess much wealth. Its angel is Bariel. It should be engraved upon silver in the day and hour of Jupiter when he is in the sign Cancer.
Being the erudite occultist that you are, you are no doubt aware that Jupiter is not in Cancer. Nor will he be until June 25, 2013, five years and three months from now. How do we make an effective talisman for a spirit that is specifically supposed to be made at a time that's beyond our reach? No matter what we try to do now, when Jupiter is in Capricorn, we aren't going to be able to have it be as propitious as it would be if the timing were absolutely right. But we can try to come close.

The first thing we're going to need to do is create the same kind of astrological influences as we would have if the timing were right. We'll need something to bring in the forces of Cancer to create a backdrop, and then something to bring in the forces of Jupiter to focus those forces through his lens. Since I work so much with the angels of the spheres, I elected to use Muriel, the Angel of Cancer, and Tzadqiel, the Archangel of Jupiter to bring their influences to bear upon this talisman.

Considering that I'm trying to replicate the sphere of the constellations being in a particular relationship to the sphere of Jupiter, I thought it would be a good idea to draw out the talisman with an additional two spheres represented.

When I look at any seal that is made of circles, in my mind's eye I see it as a cross-section of a sphere. The center circle represents the core of what you're trying to manifest in the mundane realm. Around that is usually some specific manifestation of God or his representatives. Each space between concentric circles represents a particular sphere, and within that sphere you write the symbolic representations of the forces of the higher sphere that you are depending on to make what you want in the center sphere manifest.

So in the center sphere of the Fourth Pentacle of Jupiter, there's the Name ADNI on one side of the seal, and the Name Bariel written on the other side. Within the center is the figure that represents what it is we want to manifest, riches, honor, and much wealth. I personally feel it is a derivative of the geomantic symbol "Joy, Laughing, Healthy, Bearded." It's in Agrippa's Three books of Occult Philosopy, Book II, chapter xlviii. Page 398 for those with Llewellyn's Tyson translation, or here for people looking for a link.

In the table of geomantic figures, the figure is listed as corresponding to the planet Jupiter and the constellation Taurus. That makes sense. Because the intent of this talisman is to pull down not only the wealth and riches that a luxury-loving Taurus would desire, it is inscribed in silver when Jupiter is in Cancer to include the manifestation of honors and glory that come with Jupiter in Cancer.

Around this inner circle is inscribed a star of David and Psalms 112:3 "Wealth and riches are in his house, and his righteousness endureth for ever." The Star of David represents the "as above, so below" principle of the Emerald Tablet, and the Psalm describes what part of the above should be made to manifest below, specifically wealth and riches.

Now, since I'm not in the mood to wait five years for this ritual, I created another circle around this inscription. Within this sphere, I wrote out the name and seal of Tzadqiel and the planetary images of Jupiter. These are all available within Agrippa's Three Books, and I'm not looking up the reference for it right now. It's where I found them though.

Around this circle, I drew yet another circle and inscribed the name of Muriel, the Angel of Cancer along with its seal from The Magical Calendar. The end result is a talisman with four concentric spheres (fitting for Jupiter), with the Seal, the Versicle, Tzadqiel-Jupiter, and Muriel-Cancer represented.

While drawing out the seal, I definitely felt the presence of Bariel, or at the least the forces represented by the seal manifesting. As I wrote out the versicle, the feeling of the presence became even greater. I felt a tingling in my forehead, which was not anointed with Abramelin oil or any other substance that might have made it feel odd. This spread around my head, and I felt quite stoned by the time I was finished with that part of the talisman.

I finished the other parts of the talisman another day, in the hour of Jupiter. Before beginning, I conjured my HGA, and then I conjured Tzadqiel to bring the forces of Jupiter to bear and Muriel to bring the forces of Cancer to bear. Within their presence, I wrote out their seals on the talisman. Later tonight, since this is the Jupiter Day, I will be performing a full consecration as I paint the image. I don't have the tools to inscribe a finely detailed silver talisman at the moment, and to make it big enough to capture all the details, I would need quite a bit more silver than I have on hand. As a result, I'm sticking with Virgin Parchment and paint in the appropriate colors from Agrippa.

Note that for the conjuration I will be using the modified formal conjuration I discuss in my ebook A Modern Angelic Grimoire, available for purchase from my web site.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

The Same and Different

If you've become spiritually and or magically aware enough to have had the passing thought that, yes, that motherfucker who just cut you off in traffic, that lazy bitch at the MVA, and even that oh-so-irritating n00b magician on the Great Work list is in real reality some manifestation of yourself because God is All in All, or It's all One, or All that is is Light, Light in Extension, then you know that everything is the same.

One God, One Monad, but at the exact same time, in the exact same space, it's also multiple emanations manifesting as different individual, unique combinations of the elements, planetary and astrological influences. Proportionally, things manifest differently. there's no thing in this world that is separate from any other thing, it's true, but don't forget, things are different at the same time. Unique. Like the old saying goes, you can never cross the same river twice. You're different, or the water's different. Not the same.

Things are different for a reason. The Monad emanated on purpose. It wasn't some cosmic acident. Everything between hell and heaven has a divine purpose, an assigned trait, a role and a responsibility that it must fulfill. When I hear modern magical mofos going on about how it's all One, or how the HGA is the Atman, or that Krishna is Christ, or that Ashtaroth the Daimon is Asherah the Goddess, I want to rip their faces off. They obviously don't appreciate having a unique face through which to interact with the rest of existence after all.

Look, yeah, every god, goddess, daimon, angel, spirit, man, woman, child, rock, tree, and shrubbery is an extension of the same God. But it's extended itself in its own way for a reason. Things are the same in higher levels, but those levels are so much higher that we can't access them, not from where we are, and not without giving up that which makes us uniquely us.

So the next time someone tells you that the HGA is the higher self, do me a favor and give them a good solid bitchslap. Tell them it's from me. After all, we're all extensions of God, right? So obviously, that makes you and everyone else... Me.

All your base are belong to us.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Meditation on a Spark

I was thinking about rising through the Spheres of the Planets tonight, and the image of a spark came to mind.

You know, bonfires, they shoot out sparks. The sparks rise up high into heavens before they burn out. A little tiny ash floats back down to the earth. Every bit of it that could burn is consumed.

So we've got seven planetary heavens, right? And under the lowest, the Lunar sphere, hanging off the lowest edge of heaven is the Elemental sphere of Fire, the highest and purest form of matter. Below that is Air, and below that Water. At the bottom is good old solid Earth, the most material of material realms.

And here's this spark. It's sunshine and minerals from the earth consumed in the release of all that energy it absorbed while it was alive. As it goes through its final transformation, it shoots up through the aethers aiming for heaven, using the heat of its own combustion to get higher, and leaving behind a husk of itself to drift back down to earth, empty of all the power and effort that went into creating it in the first place.

So, neat stuff. I don't like ham handed mataphors, but I do seem to have a habit of using them myself.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Bela Bartok: Tapping into the Power of the Early 20th Century

This morning, on my way to stinking work, I had the good fortune to hear a story on NPR about Bela Bartok. He was a Modernist composer who wrote some lovely dark-themed music based on the cultures of Eastern Europe, and it totally reflects the post-industrial Modernist influence of the late early 20th century.

Who cares? Magicians care. We have to. So many of our modern occult influences condensed in the Modernist period. Crowley, Mathers, Fortune, and even the Chronicler Regardie were products of the illuminated age brought about by the wealth of the industrial revolution and the excesses of colonialism. The culture of their time influenced their writings, and to understand their legacy, we need to be able to tap into the gestalt of their period. It provides a frame of reference from which we can understand why they said things the way they did.

Bela Bartok captures in his music the dark side of the struggles of the post industrial age. Society had changed, and people were glorifying things that they took for granted twenty years earlier. People were adapting to the automated production of basic goods and services, they were adopting the most efficient methods to achieve their goals. Increased wealth and leisure created a culture of opulence for many, but at the same time revealed in stark contrast the darkness of the soul. Man's eternal struggle with himself entered a new stage of understanding.

The industrial revolution hit the realm of the occult, and a new system of initiation emerged. The Golden Dawn took your average Anglo and fed them the pablum of the esoteric in the early degrees, progressively building up the framework of the system until the finished product could be taken off the assembly line and put into the Inner Order. Like the rest of society, the members of the occult had to adapt to the industrialization of their processes. The writings of Crowley take on a new meaning when you can see behind his words both the glorification of traditional craftsmanship and the child-like wonder of the shiny new method to produce attainment. His cynicism becomes warm and friendly when placed in the context of his day.

To get a feeling for what I'm talking about, try listening to some of Bartok's music. NPR has some available here:

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=14416746

While you're listening to this music, read some of the poetry that reflects the Modernist literary current. The Wasteland by T. S. Eliot is incredibly good to read while listening to Bartok, in my humble opinion. It can be found online here:

http://www.bartleby.com/201/1.html

After you've read The Wasteland while listening to the profound music of Bela Bartok, go back and re-read Crowley's Notes section on Liber Samekh. It explains a great deal of what was going on in the background that influenced the publication of this work.

http://www.hermetic.com/crowley/libers/lib800.html


Monday, August 13, 2007

Note to self...

Well, I just finished watching the Grudge 2.

Remind me never to take the evil spirits from people and feed them to my daughter, ok?

It always turns out bad in the end.