ABADDON: The Angel of the Abyss (The Nine Demonic Gatekeepers Saga) 107111591X, 9781071115916

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Copyright Copyright © 2019 Become A Living God. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except for brief quotations in critical reviews and other noncommercial use. Orders View a catalog of magick at: BecomeALivingGod.com. Disclaimer Consider this adult knowledge, and not legal or medical advice. Use this book at your own risk. Become A Living God is not responsible for consequences of actions. This book is for readers of age 18 or older. Credits Authors: E.A. Koetting, Michael W. Ford, Edgar Kerval, Bill Duvendack, Orlee Stewart, V.K. Jehannum & Enoch B. Petrucelly Editor: Timothy Donaghue Publisher: Become A Living God

Contents Foreword - Timothy - The Antichrist Manifesto Book 1 - E.A. Koetting - The Grimoire of Abaddon Book 2 - Michael W. Ford - Apollyon: Angel of the Bottomless Pit Book 3 - Edgar Kerval - Abaddon: The Destroyer of Worlds Book 4 - Bill Duvendack - Ululate Exitium: The Beast, the Shadow & the Thing Book 5 - Orlee Stewart - Liber Inferi: The Book of Hell Book 6 - V.K. Jehannum - Apollyon: The Abyssal God of Thaumiel Book 7 - Enoch B. Petrucelly - Hades: Crossing the Abyss Become A Living God

The Antichrist Manifesto An Exordium Timothy

Exordium means introduction in Latin. Look at any point in human history—that particular generation of people did not understand their oppression. If you called them oppressed, they would have denied it and supported their masters due to indoctrination. A revolution first requires people to recognize that they live under conditions of oppression and domination. It is not obvious to everyone, and who knows all the forms of domination we today are accepting without even knowing it. At a further stage of enlightenment and community awareness, future humanity will look back at us as slaves in terms we cannot comprehend now. —Noam Chomsky, Questions About Anarchism

ONCE upon an evening in October 2011, E.A. Koetting called me back. Earlier that afternoon, I had recorded a message on his voicemail and urged him to give fifteen minutes of his time to me because I needed to share a life-changing, even world-changing, idea. “What’s up?” he asked as soon as I answered, as he literally always asks —literally always. I spat it out: “You and I will help humans to awaken their godhood, overthrow enslavement, and live their birthright as a union of free, empowered individuals.” He became genuinely amused, “Oh yeah, how?” I rejoined as if it was obvious, “You will film video courses that reveal how to perform magick, to literally awaken their godlike powers: divination, evocation, and soul travel.” “Okay…” he said impulsively almost by accident, mystified but still open to this random whopper of an idea. He had confided to me a week earlier that he would retire as an occult author with The Book of Azazel, and I needed to address that looming danger in advance. “To clarify, I do not mean write books. I mean film video courses and post them online, where anyone can watch them anytime.”

His critical faculty interjected, “But how would I initiate that many people? What if a hundred people sign up? I closed Ordo Ascensum Aetyrnalis because I initiated every single person by email myself. Nine out of ten initiates completely wasted my time.” As a blue collar guy and dyed in the wool occultist, he still used a flip phone instead of an iPhone and viewed magick through a traditional lens of secretive initiation—he barely comprehended this new, disruptive technology, namely, streaming video and social media a.k.a. Youtube and Facebook. “No, no, no, you will not initiate anyone. This would not involve an occult church or temple; no titles or politics or hierarchy would exist; you would not baptize or anoint or ordain anyone. You simply film courses, then magicians anywhere on earth may study them on demand. It finally sank in and a flame that had waned in his heart suddenly surged back to life, “Oh, okay, I would basically teach my magick lessons as if these viewers were initiates, but anyone can watch them!” His excitement mounted viscerally as occult chains dropped off his wrists and ankles, freeing him as a black magickian and author for the first time, “Basically, I place my entire brain of knowledge online and let anyone download it.” He still uses that brain download notion to this day, and emphasizes transparency over secrecy more than ever. In my interpretation—which he has authenticated in private chats—E.A. considered retirement from the occult in 2012 because he had hit a glass ceiling, a medieval glass ceiling that every rising occult author suffers in silence, because autocratic priests and priestesses at their church would ban them if they complained. To preface this taboo: by that point, E.A. had penned nine original grimoires, founded an order, and toured bookstores and community colleges to lecture on demonology; he had little left to do as an occultist. Sadly, there is only so much an ambitious occultist can do, because under traditional occult law, magick knowledge is supposed to remain a secret. And not only a secret, but hidden behind an ivory tower of encrypted initiations and gatekept by the elite, so as to allow only a privileged few to access it. These so-called elite use a bingo card of known rhetoric to rationalize their intellectual privilege: 1.

Fearmongering: “Knowledge of magick is too dangerous.” Like a senior citizen who still views cannabis as a dangerous drug, they wildly exaggerate hazards of magick and spirits to scare people off and preserve their monopoly.

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Racism: “You need to come from X bloodline and possess Y genes.” This racial supremacy stems from primitive, religious tribalism and still occurs in traditions like Norse Heathenry and Haitian Vodoun. This occult racism gives birth to feudalistic hierarchies and forces magicians into a regressive pissing match of competing bloodlines. No bio-technology exists to measure a magickal “midi-chlorian count” in blood like the Jedi in Star Wars, hence this unfalsifiable hypothesis is junk science.

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Jealousy: “If you increase in power then I decrease in power.” This sounds like a man jealous that another man looked at his wife. The reader may not know this, but occultists often act resentful and bitter toward one another. Their psychology comes from a place of jealousy where they mistakenly believe that if other humans become more magickal, that they themselves would become less magickal, as if magick was a fixed natural resource like real estate.

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Vanity & Desperation: “Submit to me to receive my secrets.”

This also might involve, “Have sex with me to receive a privileged title in my church.” True story: a female magician and close friend of the author had shared screenshots of a text message from a male priest who had said he would give her a rank of priestess in his secret lodge if she gave him masturbation videos. E.A. closed his Ordo Ascensum Aetyrnalis because he felt nauseous any time an initiate acted worshipful and submissive toward him. He finally recognized occult churches as glorified cults; and priests and priestesses who rule them as glorified cult leaders; and initiates in occult churches and temples as glorified cult members. The reader might connect dots at this point and identify that numerous authors in this very compendium have opened and ruled in pretty prominent churches and temples. Believe it or not, they fundamentally agree with this critique and rail against regressive social norms themselves, although mainly in private. Like E.A., they only opened their church or temple because no better alternative existed back then. Amazon, Youtube, forums, and other digital authorship and community technologies only emerged this decade and provided magickal intellectuals a new place to share their knowledge in safer, healthier, more transparent relationships.

To glimpse into his private psychology: E.A. instinctively loathes coattail riders, hangers-on, and underlings of that ilk; as a corollary, he also loathes the stereotype of a mystical guru and cult leader. He considers their vertical, topdown relationships as contrary to individual and species ascent. He only respects allies who will descend with him into the Abyss, suffer damnation, and then explode out in ascent to godhood—with mutual respect as equals in terms of ambition. An ingenious author of any field does not sacrifice six to twelve months to an innovation like a new grimoire in order to then hide it. However, hitherto, the occult has demanded that their top authors do that. Fundamentalist occultists organize troll brigades that lay merciless guilt trips, piracy, and smear campaigns to try to harm any author whom experiences even one iota of heightened reception. Compare this to any other field; imagine if the music community shamed a musician whom recorded a full-length album and then tried to support it with a tour to reach new listeners. In fact, years ago as a young man, a former publisher of E.A. forbade him to do interviews with a number of subculture magazines who had asked to feature his new releases; his publisher called it “selling out.” Why such regressive, elitist counter-measures to progress? Dear reader, allow me to reveal a dirty little secret: the occult has never been about helping humanity to progress; instead, it has always been about aggrandizing political power. Hence, occultists have always organized theocratically in religious institutions like churches, temples, lodges, and orders; they initiate aspirants into priesthoods. It allows megalomaniacs to hoard knowledge, gatekeep magick, and ban dissenters. These priests and priestesses only tolerate ingenious magicians if they propagate their message under their church, or else they act belligerent toward them with slander, doxing, piracy, etc. A clarion call to young, rising magicians: if your intuition urges you to become a magickal innovator, then open a discussion group, administer a blog, arrange a ritual circle, host a book club, pen a grimoire—but please do not found a church, do not subject humanity to another cult. When E.A. released his first Youtube video, it became undeniable to him that modes of knowledge transmission in magick needed to evolve to reflect modern technology. E.A. saw that a single 15-minute video affected more people than his entire tenure as patriarch of a secret order. E.A. agreed to participate in my progressive mission, i.e., video courses, over a three-hour discussion on that same first telephone callback. Then a whirlwind ensued. A person who demands truth deserves to know it, because seeking truth awakens the first godlike power, omniscience. It has always seemed bizarre, not

that occultists placed barriers to entry in front of magick knowledge in the first place, but that they still enforce those barriers today. “What do you want to call this mission, this project?” E.A. inquired. “Magick as a praxis consists of three core acts: divination, evocation, and soul travel. These awaken a human’s birthright, their three godlike powers: omniscience, omnipotence, and omnipresence. When a magician maximizes their three godlike powers, they have become a living god. That’s the name: Become A Living God.” “Oh, okay, cool. Let me sleep on it and I will tell you my opinion tomorrow,” he concluded. My phone lit to notify me of a new text message the next afternoon. It simply said: “I slept on it. I like it. Let’s do it!” E.A. insists often, “You don’t summon a demon, a demon summons you. When your intuition tells you to evoke a demon, they contacted you. You’re not calling them; you’re calling them back. I released a book called The Devil in 2016. I underwent psychic possession with the Devil archetype in its plurality of forms and dissertated on the cohesive philosophy behind their collective worldview as I experienced it. As the Devil myself, I evoked E.A. Koetting. He called me back. Furthermore, dear reader, if your eyes see these letters on this page, it means that not only Abaddon, not only the entire union of the Nine Demonic Gatekeepers, but E.A. Koetting, Michael W. Ford, Kurtis Joseph, Edgar Kerval, Bill Duvendack, Orlee Stewart, V.K. Jehannum, and Enoch Petrucelly, and I have evoked you too. Infernal Apocalypse of the Supernal Empire Apocalypse means revelation in Greek, apokalyptein A revolution is a process, not an event. —Revolutionary maxim The aim and the outcome of this operation, this pathworking with the nine gatekeepers, is not meant to climax in the war that ends all wars, nor is it meant to climax at the point of the manifestation of some sort of alien species showing up in metal ships. Azazel has said that he will one day come to me as a doctor, as a physician, and a scientist, as a living being stepped out of the darkness into manifestation. These beings have said that they will walk and talk with us as one man walks and talks with another. This can produce a lot of interesting thoughts to you, a lot of visions of a future, of a co-mingling between humans and demons. I’m here to tell you that that day has already come. As you evoke these beings they

appear to you, and indeed you walk and talk with them as one man walks and talks with another, an even greater connection and communication is had in that. And so this future is already here. So what’s the real end purpose of all of this? It is to bring to pass the reign of the Antichrist. It is to bring to pass the full seating of the Infernal Empire here on Earth. This is a personal apocalypse. —E.A. Koetting, The Age of Godhood, Youtube When E.A. trumpets an Infernal Apocalypse of the Supernal Empire, when he declares a magick war against human enslavers, as he aspires to dethrone unconsented masters of humanity, as he heralds emergence of these Nine Gatekeepers into this earth plane, he does not necessarily imply that it will culminate this year or even in his lifetime perhaps, nor does it dog whistle a violent civil war. Neither he, nor any demon, guarantees an exact time, because a world of feasibilities still unfolds. He does not emulate a doomsday prophet who fear-mongers End Times with an hour and day when life will perish. The Infernal Empire does not mean a gothic fortress in Transylvania with bloodthirsty vampire bats circling overhead and an army of orcs forging swords in a hellfire hearth— although, that does sound dope. And a Supernal Empire does not mean a sparkling crystal castle located atop a voluptuous mountain of cotton ball clouds patrolled by silver-robed, porcelain-skinned archangels behind a golden gate—although, that does sound luxurious. The Roots of Evil from Seed to Flower Warlock means oath-breaker in Old Norse, wera-leogan Infernal Apocalypse of the Supernal Empire denotes a demonist coup d’état against angelarchic fascism. E.A. aspires for the complete overthrow of an insidious strain of toxic beliefs that have mercilessly poisoned the human psyche since prehistory, namely, absolutism. This primitive, apish belief in absolute truth anthropomorphized into a second belief in absolute being, called divinity. Without knowledge of science or anthropology, prehistoric humans mythologized divinity into hierarchies of beings who created and ruled over life, called gods. To remain in good standing with these totalitarian, celestial oligarchs, humans abided by an absolute law, or divine covenant, to sacrifice life back to these absolute beings who gifted life to them, i.e., worship. They indicted anyone who transgressed their divine covenant to be a warlock, a witch, a devil, and sentenced them to capital punishment to remedy their collective standing with the gods. The evolution of evil in religion:

Belief in absolute truth Belief in absolute being a.k.a. divinity Belief in divinity as origin, power source, and destination of existence Belief in divine law a.k.a. covenant Belief in worship a.k.a. ritual sacrifice Belief in capital punishment of heresy, blasphemy, etc. Inter-tribal genocide, war, slavery, and racism ensue To summarize, this singular belief in absolute truth evolved into an entire paradigm of authoritarian governance that still exists on earth today in miscellaneous forms and scopes. From seed to flower, absolute truth gave roots to absolute being that sprouted into absolute law that flowered into absolute punishment. Religion as a Remnant of the Apish Brain All religious and moral interpretations are but forms of submission to evil ... Man is now strong enough to be able to feel ashamed of a belief in god: he may now play the part of the devil’s advocate afresh. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power, p.470-1 In the author’s opinion, as Homo sapiens evolved from the great ape, they organically, unconsciously formulated religion as a final rationale to justify their ape-like instincts to view other apes as competition and dominate them for exclusive territory, mates, and survival, i.e., property rights. As humankind has evolved further toward cooperation and mutual aid, their ape-like instinct to remedy economic disputes violently has dropped dramatically, ergo, support of religion has dropped dramatically too. In other words, the author theorizes that religion—belief in divine truth and the accompanied violence necessary to enforce it as divine law—arose biologically from a less evolved brain to justify the nearly obsolete parts of pre-human nature. To this point, social values that humans take for granted today are milestones of progress in human evolution, for example, tolerance of individual diversity, or preference for democracy over theocracy—a razing of vertical hierarchy to rubble underfoot a free, horizontal civilization. Belial: Without a Master, Compendium 1 My Preface in Compendium of Belial defines godhood simply as the supreme, semi-deterministic zenith of human evolution on its current trajectory—a technological, psychological, and genetic mutation from Homo sapiens to Homo

deus—an explosive singularity of exponentially accelerating change. This theory parallels Friedrich Nietzsche’s classic Übermensch figure, an over-man or transman who overcomes or transcends his primitive idealism through killing god and then becoming god—to become his truest, fullest self, i.e., to become who you are as Nietzsche phrased it. Becoming Who You Are To become a living god does not mean to become someone other than oneself; it does not mean to become something other than oneself. To the contrary, it asks a person to become who they are already but never recognized; it asks a person to awaken to what they are already but never knew. From childhood onward, the ruling class indoctrinates the civilian class to believe that they are someone else; the ruling class indoctrinates the civilian class to believe that they are something else. To become a living god means to unmask false self and maximize true self. Dear reader, for years I defined godhood by the essential magick powers: 1. 2. 3.

Omniscience through divination Omnipotence through evocation and spellcasting Omnipresence through soul travel

I have called these the Three Godlike Powers or 3GP. While that remains as true as ever, nevertheless, a newer, simpler conception of god has emerged—the being who defines themselves. Consider this exuberant truth, this sublime distillate: in theistic mythologies, the gods create and rule the world. They shape existence and civilization, and thus define the lives of the civilian class. The gods legislate and adjudicate their own preferences, alas, the civilians live and define themselves according to imperatives handed down from the gods, e.g., the Ten Commandments. To become a living god means to become who you are, to define yourself by your own intrinsic preference, without deference to extrinsic imperatives from a god, nation, or parent. Transhumanism From Homo Sapiens to Homo Deus From Ancient Greece through early modern Germany to postmodern France, a leftward lineage of anti-theist philosophers has always killed god and theorized human evolution as on a natural trajectory toward godhood. God is dead! … And we have killed him! ... Do we not ourselves have to

become Gods? —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, p.103 At the entrance of the modern time stands the God-man … Man has killed God in order to become now: sole God on high. —Max Stirner, The Ego & His Own Man is the being whose project is to be God ... To be man means to reach toward being God ... man fundamentally is the desire to be God. —Jean-Paul Sartre, On Being & Nothingness, p.566 The human psyche as a neuro-technology features an incubational power that affects the mental, astral, and physical planes trimultaneously. It births into existence and magnifies the lifeforce of that which it concentrates on for extended periods, and conversely, it can abort births and annihilate being also; for example, ancient humans invented thousands of gods and goddesses in myriad polytheistic faiths, and through millennia of mass ritual worship, these pseudo-deities became autonomous, high-powered egregores that live on the astral plane in landscapes resembling their original myths. This explains why black magicians can summon these spirits and soul travel to their realms, and share common experiences amongst one another. Imagine if humanity had concentrated their magnificent, creative power on maximizing their individual and collective evolution, instead of violently enforcing fictional divine laws. Imagine if humans concentrated on becoming gods and goddesses instead of worshiping other gods and goddesses. If only these former apes would internalize their magick power instead of externalize it. Whensoever humanity incubates themselves into gods instead of wasting their magick on empowering ancient genocidal egregores, then and only then will they transcend Homo sapiens. For the individual to set up his own ideal and derive from it his laws, his pleasures and his rights—that has perhaps been hitherto regarded as the most monstrous of all human aberrations, as idolatry in itself … It was in the marvelous art and capacity for creating gods—in polytheism—that this impulse was permitted to discharge itself, it was here that it became purified, perfected, and ennobled … To be hostile to this impulse towards the individual ideal—that was formerly the law of every morality … The inventing of gods, heroes, and supermen of all kinds, as well as coordinate men and undermen—dwarfs, fairies, centaurs, satyrs, demons, devils—was the inestimable preliminary to the justification of the selfishness and sovereignty of the individual: the freedom which was granted to one god in respect to other gods, was at last given to the individual himself in respect to laws, customs and neighbors. Monotheism, on the contrary … has perhaps

been the greatest danger of mankind … In polytheism man’s free-thinking and many-sided thinking had a prototype set up: the power to create for himself new and individual eyes… —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, p.110-1 Lucifer: The Enlightener, Compendium 2 My Prologue in Compendium of Lucifer elucidates parameters of human oppression with precise political and economic terminology along a historical timeline. It clarifies fundamentals of a social revolution necessary to liberate humanity from its current neo-liberal, state-capitalist, three-caste hierarchy: 1.

Plutocrat class, i.e., the ultra-rich, the elite, kleptocrats & neptocrats These meta-rulers patronize the politician class whom then legislate, enforce, and increase their economic dominance; this class owns life itself. They own the natural monopolies of earth and utilities of life: land, water, food, medicine, energy, banking, and more. This elite class strengthens and protects their private oligarchy through uninterrupted intergenerational inheritance, trust funds and pseudo-charitable foundations, shell corporations, untaxed offshore bank accounts, inflated government contracts, socialized costs through government subsidies, socialized losses through government bailouts, and money laundering through real estate. The plutocrat class receives: dividends, royalties, rents, capital gains, and interests by extracting rents and debts from the civilian class who needs to access their natural monopolies and utilities in order to survive. The plutocrat class are masters of the two lower classes.

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Politician class, i.e., the legislators, judges, police & military These nominal rulers legislate, police, and judge mainly in accord with demands of the plutocrat class, and only ceremoniously in accord with demands of the civilian class. As legislators-for-hire, the politician class rents out its votes, adjudications, and privileges to the plutocrat class. The politician class indoctrinates and enforces the master-slave relation between the plutocrat and citizen classes.

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Citizen class, i.e., the people, the workers, renters & consumer debtors As subjects of the two ruling classes, the citizen class rents out their

labor and goes into debt to receive the privilege to survive under economic mastery of the plutocrat class. The citizen class are the modern slaves of civilization. They have been robbed of their natural birthright to access the commonwealth of humankind, i.e., the natural resources necessary for life itself. The citizen class are slaves of civilization. Incidentally, this is the economic critique of democratic libertarianism à la Thomas Paine in Colonial America and radicals of the French Revolution—not to be confused with reactionary libertarianism espoused today. Azazel: Steal Fire from the Gods, Compendium 3 Black magician denotes an ethnic identity. No singular identity has suffered as much literal, institutional demonization and hatred as black magician in human history—an a priori truth by definition. On every continent in every time, from precolonial Americas both North and South, across Asia through Europe and down to Africa, any person who acted in contrast to religious orthodoxy became color-coded as black and directioncoded as left. Whether designated a devil, demon, div, djinn, witch, and so on, this ubiquitous reactionary tradition of demonization has recurred on record everywhere, albeit under regional nomenclature. From isolated Congo villagers and Persian desert nomads, to forest ascetics in India and pagans in Ireland, place a finger randomly on a world map, and those people historically possess a tradition that alienated and punished so-called black magicians. —Timothy, Pretext, p.7 My Pretext in Compendium of Azazel defines the black magician as the most persecuted meta-ethnicity in world history and provides examples of discriminatory ancient laws that outlawed and punished black magick. Ethnicity means a common culture in a group of people. Virtually every civilization that has existed has alienated an antinomian minority group of dissidents whom disbelieved in the sanctioned gods and thereby disobeyed sacred laws of the ruling class, crimes of heresy and blasphemy. The tribe slanders dissidents with epithets like satanist, black magician, witch, sorcerer, warlock, devil, and more. Thus, this global assortment of minority groups across eras and tribes constitutes a meta-ethnicity, one that has suffered more universal persecution collectively than any singular demographic. Abaddon: Angel of the AByss, Compendium 4 Name

Left Hand Path

Right Hand Path

Ontology Morality Aesthetic Politic Sociality Spirituality

Optimistic nihilism Theism Voluntary Imperative Plurality Uniformity Anarchism Hierarchism Inclusive, equalitarian Exclusive, elitist Black magick White magic Deification of self and Communion with the godhead and Ambition community transmigration back to it Globally persecuted History Globally respected majority minority Individuality, Virtues Faith, abstinence, and piety freedom, power, and unity In Compendium of Abaddon now, the author takes the reader into the Abyss, and with fair warning, because it will separate wheat from chaff; true black magicians and witches will find sublime validation in it, while a segment of alleged sorcerers and witches will hate it—like sprinkling unholy water on a fake witch, they will melt. Less than 1 of 100 black magickians even knows that the Left Hand Path is grounded on a consensus philosophy, i.e., a peer-agreed internal logic of terminology, values, and ambitions. That fact alone, that consensus definitions exist, may upset a portion of witches whom accidentally mis-identified with the moon and technically would align better with the sun. The Right Hand Theology Which is it? Is man God’s mistake or God man’s mistake? —Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, p.33 It is necessary to state whom we regard as our antithesis: the theologians., and all those who have the blood of theologians in their veins … It is upon the theological instinct that I wage war … They endow their distorted vision with a good conscience, the claim that no other point of view is any longer of value, once theirs has been made sacrosanct with the names “God,” “Salvation,” “Eternity.” It is the most universal and actually the most subterranean form of falsity on earth … That which a theologian considers true, must of necessity be false. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Antichrist, p.8 The Right Hand Path classifies as a meta-religion, or basket of religions, with a common theology. It starts with a positive belief in an absolute, fixed, perfect

being as their ontological grounds; they call it god or gods or the goddess or the godhead or the divine. Regardless of its gender and quantity which varies by tradition, their religions share a number of theological beliefs in common. 1. 2. 3. 4.

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Theism: divinity exists Creationism: divinity created existence Theocratism: divinity rules and powers its creation Elitism: divinity created an aristocracy of beings and cosmocracy of planes in descending order of divinity; it contains an angelarchy in the highest divinest plane, and humanarchy and demonarchy in the lowest most profane planes Escapism: a soul transmigrates from the lowest to highest planes over aeons of lives in order to ultimately dissolve back into the godhead and escape profanity Worship: a white magician performs ritual to commune with divinity, which purifies their soul, and accelerates transmigration back to god Misanthropy: animal nature, human needs, and material ambitions rank as low, base, and evil because they strengthen and solidify physical existence, which they seek to transmigrate

Reader, you might recognize this elitist, escapist, misanthropic theology, because it has dominated Western thought for the last two thousand years, from newer traditions like New Age spirituality and Wicca to old Abrahamic faiths like Christianity and Islam. For example, in Christianity, Yahweh created an angelarchy in heaven (highest plane), with a humanarchy on earth and demonarchy in hell (lower planes). Yahweh commanded humans to suppress their animal nature and human ambition (misanthropy) to purify their souls, because the son of Yahweh will come to earth to gatekeep which souls may return to heaven (transmigration, resurrection). This Right Hand Path theology views the ultimate trajectory of a soul as a onedimensional line: the godhead created the soul at Point A in the past, and the soul transmigrates back to the godhead at Point B in the future. Superficially, this meta-theology sounds deceptively simple and straightforward, which explains why billions of indoctrinated people adhere to it in one form or another. Nonetheless, critical scrutiny reveals this layer cake of unfalsifiable assumptions as a fraud and a literal waste of life. The Left Hand Philosophy

Godhood out of Chaos Abyss means bottomless in Greek, abyssos Chaos means emptiness in Greek, khaos The Left Hand Path classifies as a philosophy. It opens with a negative belief, insofar as it believes in nothing. This nothingness is known as the abyss and chaos in Greek respectively. A black magician categorically does not believe in a separate godhead as the grounds, power source, nor ultimatum of their transformative existence. The Left Hand Path is grounded on groundlessness. Eternal Recurrence The Cosmic Circle Sinister means left in Latin Nihilism means belief in nothing in Latin Insofar as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie … being is an empty fiction … The characteristics which have been assigned to the real being of things are the characteristics of non-being, of nothingness—the real world has been constructed out of a contradiction … it is no more than a moral-optical illusion. —Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, p.49 This universe has not been made by any god or man, but it always has been, is, and will be an ever-living fire, kindling itself by regular measures and going out by regular measures. —Heraclitus, Fragment 2 In the sinister view, everything constantly changes, and nothing exists in any permanent, absolute, fixed sense—thereby, it precludes belief in a divine or absolute being. The forms of reality emerge from nothing and merge back to nothing always; reality shapeshifts endlessly like a dancing flame. Every part of the cosmos arrives and departs, is born and dies, in and out of the abyss. This lifecycle recurs eternally at every level, from the macrocosm down to the microcosm, i.e., from universes to electrons and everything in between, coming in and out of existence without interruption. This cosmic revolving door powers itself automatically with renewable energy harnessed from this dynamic of antagonistic forces naturally countervailing each other forever. Thus, a black magician interprets reality as a multi-dimensional, perpetual motion illusion, an endless mirage unfolding in real time. As such, a black magician interprets the cosmos as unreal, untrue, amoral, and unbelievable. Viewed mechanically, the energy of collective becoming remains constant; regarded from the economical standpoint, it ascends to its zenith

and then recedes therefrom in order to remain eternally rotary. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power, p.304 This healthy, rational nihilism includes anti-theism part and parcel; not only does a sorcerer view a divine being as the highest conceivable lie, but they unmask reality itself as a fake, that is to say, not as it appears and most definitively not from divine creation. If a divine being is absolutely perfect, then it cannot change, because any and all change would ruin its perfection. If reality constantly changes, then it categorically cannot be of divine origin. Alas, white magicians view black magick as evil because it reveals that their emperor has no clothes. The world itself is a mixed drink which must constantly be stirred. The strife of the opposites gives birth to all that comes-to-be; the definite qualities which look permanent to us express but the momentary ascendancy of one partner. But this by no means signifies the end of the war; the contest endures in all eternity ... The things in whose definiteness and endurance narrow human minds believe have no real existence. They are but the flash and spark of drawn swords, the quick radiance of victory in the struggle of the opposites. —Friedrich Nietzsche, Philosophy in the Age of the Greeks, p.54-5 Will to Power Antagonism as the Motor of Ascent Black magick means performing rituals that harness chaos for ascent. What is good? All that enhances the feeling of power, the Will to Power, and power itself in man. What is bad? All that proceeds from weakness. What is happiness? The feeling that power is increasing, that resistance has been overcome … The weak and the botched shall perish … And they ought even to be helped to perish. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Antichrist, p.4 Out of cosmic chaos, the black magician and black witch rise to godhood. Only the infinite nothingness of the abyss can provide the freedom of space necessary to facilitate an emergence of this unlimited magnitude; only the constant volatility of antagonistic forces in perpetually countervailing cycles of change can provide the infinite amount of energy necessary to fuel ascent of this topless height. To summarize metaphysics of the Left Hand Path in a sentence: constant change through cycling opposites, e.g., birth and death, provides unlimited metaphysical space and energy, i.e., chaos, to empower black magicians to ascend to godhood. Reader, you do not need to believe in divinity in order to become godlike

through embodying traits that have always been exclusively reserved for gods. To this point, the more antagonistic you become toward the concept of a separate godhead, the more volatility it breeds, the more it accelerates your ascent to godhood. The stronger the dynamic of antagonism, the faster the ascent. Therefore, both anti-theism and anarchism, also known as adversarialism and antinomianism, fuel self-deification. In other words, the more a black magician fights against elitism—belief that a higher divine class should rule over a lower profane class—the more godlike they become. The lower, deeper, more subterranean a warlock descends, the higher, loftier, more godlike he ascends. Godhood and devilhood are the same archetype from alternate perspectives. Forever and ever, persistent matter changes its form. Grasping the clue of causality: mechanical, physical, chemical, and organic phenomena greedily push to the fore, snatching matter from one another, for each would reveal its own inherent idea. We can follow this strife throughout the whole of nature. In fact, we might say that nature exists but by virtue of it. —Arthur Schopenhauer, The World as Will & Representation Chaos — The Intersection of Black Magick & Mysticism

Black magick and mysticism intersect in that both springboard off a belief in nothing. They share one axiom: change is the only constant, nothing exists, only chaos is real. But, they divorce each other radically from there. A magickian interprets chaos as a free space to become oneself fully, i.e., becoming who they are a.k.a. godhood—this explains why sorcerers adopt and tolerate eccentric aesthetics in their clothes and hairdos, and alternative lifestyles

like polyamory, queerness, transgenderism, and transhumanism; whereas, mysticism interprets chaos as a law to become nothing fully, i.e., become one with nothingness a.k.a. nirvana—this explains why mystics piously subject themselves to asceticism whereby they abandon possessions, shave off their hair, wear uniform robes, live in remote monasteries, eat only donated food, and take vows of celibacy. Do not allow sugary platitudes from mystics to deceive you— they espouse pessimistic nihilism under their smiles. Black magicians and mystics both view reality as a bowl of wet clay. A sorcerer shapes this clay into a beautiful monument, while a mystic never touches it. Black magick is the highest and finest art form insofar as it sculpts reality itself. A black magician lives with eyes wide open, dancing in rapture with the cosmic fire; a mystic sits eyes closed in lotus posture on the bench. Immortal Omnipresence Anti-Transmigration: Ascent Through Descent The most amazing thing about being here now in this human form in this reality is that we have not been disconnected from our god-selves. All that we are, all that we ever were, and all that we could become, is present within us at this very moment. It’s just a matter of unlocking it, expressing it, letting it flow through. It’s a matter of taking away your own internal blockages and stopping yourself from stopping yourself. —E.A. Koetting, Anti-Transmigration, Youtube A white magician believes that a divine being created the cosmos, and that it contains a hierarchy of spirits and cosmocracy of planes from highest, most divine down to lowest, least divine. In concept, they try to increase purity of their soul over aeons of lifetimes, rising to higher planes in a transmigration back to their divine creator. Accordingly, their theology deems the physical plane, human nature, animal needs, and earthly ambitions as low, base, dirty, and anathema to their divine imperative of purifying the soul. A black magician critiques their repression of human nature and escape of the physical plane as misanthropic and escapist—not to mention absurdly false and therefore an aeonic waste of lifetimes. Instead, a sorcerer views this physical plane like any other plane—a reservoir of chaos, a mirage of endless change. Or, perhaps, a sorcerer considers physicality their favorite illusion because it is the most deceptive, hardest, toughest, painstakingly slowest plane of them all; as such, it foments the most antagonism between cycling opposites, therefore, providing the most chaos to fuel the highest ascent. In a video game, as a player becomes better, their levels become harder, not easier, and they excitedly strive to reach the hardest level or plane. So, too, does

the black magician excitedly aspire to become a god in this cosmic video game. Dear reader, do you finally see? Higher man is a combination of the monster and the superman: these opposites belong to each other. With every degree of a man’s growth towards greatness and loftiness, he also grows downwards into the depths and into the terrible: we should not desire the one without the other; or, better still: the more fundamentally we desire the one, the more completely we shall achieve the other ... Terribleness belongs to greatness: let us not deceive ourselves. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power, p.474 The adversarialist, the diabolist, the demonist, the black magician, the sorcerer, the witch—they do not wish to escape so-called lower planes. The more they descend to devilhood, the more they ascend to godhood, because descent and ascent occur simultaneously in proportion to each other. A black magician maximizes their use of the cosmos, digests it completely, to a point of coexistent omnipresence in every illusory plane altogether at once. This ultimate cosmic omnipresence and inclusivity toward the physical, when taken to its logical conclusion, constitutes a quest for immorality, but not of the physical only—immortal omniscience on every plane eternally. Optimistic Nihilism Cosmic Orgasms in a Pregnant Abyss The devil has become interesting as one who has been misunderstood and slandered for ages—we are the saviors of the devil’s honor. —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power, p.468 Historically alienating slanders like satanist, black magician, and witch have lost their teeth in the twenty-first century, in part because of innovations by authors in this very compendium—black magicians coming out of the closet, as it were. As civilization progresses further socially and divorces from god, these epithets have become badges of honor worn shamelessly with a sense of irony. Notwithstanding, a newer epithet has risen to first place as worst insult used to flippantly dismiss an adversarialist as crazy and evil: nihilist. Nihilism simply means belief in nothing, from nihility in Latin. It has become the new knee-jerk slander instead of satanist. As explained, the Left Hand Path assents to a negative first: nothing exists, but a boundless void in and out of which an ephemeral mirage loops forever. This endless change precludes permanent being; nothing can nor does exist absolutely—neither god, nor truth, nor morality, nor beauty, nor justice, nor any other manmade ideals. Brother Friedrich Nietzsche meant precisely this when he declared, “God is dead!”—he heralded

the death of ideals as truth. If absolute truth cannot exist, then the highest, ultimate belief needs to be a negative, i.e., a near truth that borders against absolute truth, but never takes a leap of faith over the chasm. The black magician finds himself in a godless abyss now, liberated from the metaphysical cages of divine laws, afterlife punishments, and karmic traps. The black witch is born again into a free spirit. What does the sorcerer feel in his newly discovered environment? What does the witch feel in her newly discovered freedom? Pure joy, unconditional love, bottomless gratitude. If home is where the heart is, then a black magician feels at home in chaos, because her heart lives there. The abyss is the natural habitat of a black witch. Therein, her soul lies bare, undressed, and unprotected in this fertilest of gardens, awakening to her goddess nature for the first time, she becomes who she is beneath the illusion of flesh. With her orgasmic Yes! as the soundtrack to the cosmos—she becomes… and becomes … again… and again… she becomes forever! Question: What is black magick? Answer: The cosmic orgasm, constantly becoming in the pregnant abyss, giving birth to new life and death to old. Aha! Black magick is sex magick. Ascent means increasingly becoming who you are and who you deserve to be by birthright; in every moment of chaos, a new you is born, an old you dies, from your thoughts to your cells, you live in constant renewal. This is the meaning of optimistic nihilism, this is the doctrine of the Left Hand Path: yes, yes, yes forever! The Antichrist in the Age of Godhood The Pantheon: A Union of Human Gods Christ means anointed one in Greek, khristos Messiah means anointed one in Hebrew, mashiah Elite means chosen ones in Latin, eligere To truly become the living incarnation of supreme self-deification, you must fully embody every deity and devil within your own pantheon simultaneously, thus transcending form through the infinite expansion of self rather than through self-sacrifice. You must know with certainty then that you are the chosen one, that you are the destroyer, the antichrist, and the sole savior and the only hope for humanity. This heretical hubris is magnified by Ascent and validated magically by those who dare accept their stations as lords of this world. —E.A. Koetting, The Age of Godhood, Newsletter Both christ and messiah mean the anointed, similarly, elite means the chosen;

they denote an identity archetype, a mantle of the highest privilege bestowed upon an initiate who undergoes a rite of passage granting them power to rule, not unlike crowning a king or swearing in a president. Anointing refers to rubbing ointment or oil on a recipient, a common part of initiatory ceremonies in ancient time. The Christ God of the Elite: Privilege, Patriarchy & Victimhood Privilege presupposes that an initiate did not earn or deserve their title through normal qualification and deed, but rather inherited or received their title as a gift. To illustrate this, the mythical protagonist of the Christian saga, Jesus Christ, inherited his mantle as King of Kings from his father, the patriarchal deity Yahweh. Jesus epitomizes the entitlement nature of Christhood insofar as he became Lord of Lords over humankind through primogeniture, i.e., inheritance. Christians worship a man born into the highest conceivable patriarchal privilege and nepotism: a male child inherits totalitarian dominion over the species and planet at birth from his father. Furthermore, he subjects himself to crucifixion in a supreme act of victimhood, a mythos that pairs privilege and victimhood together like cheese and crackers. Seriously though, can any sane person feel bad for Jesus, a man born into the ultimate privilege, the submissive son of a totalitarian, racist, homophobic war-god who landlords the cosmos? He deserved to die. Needless to say, Christianity contains christ in its name, and thereby means the religion of the anointed one, or worship of the anointed one, or worship of the chosen one. Alas, Christianity denotes a religion of elitism; Christians worship the elite; Christ is the god of male privilege and victimhood. The Antichrist Antihero of the People: Individuality, Freedom, Power & Unity The Antichrist signifies an inverse identity, negative archetype, or adverse mantle—not an individual figure by name, but an entire subversive zeitgeist. In contradiction to Christ, Antichrist means the unannointed, the unchosen, the unwashed, the undesirables, the anti-elite. If Christ comprises the elite, then Antichrist encompasses the people. No one black magician can unbolt a billion shackles—not E.A. Koetting, not Michael W. Ford, not Edgar Kerval, not anyone; no lone wolf Demonic Gatekeeper can rewire a billion brains to raise awareness of their oppression, nor lift a billion veils off a billion faces in a clean sweep. The Nine Demonic Gatekeepers themselves identified their unique strengths and weaknesses and magnified them through uniting into a mighty nine. Through unity, their diverse

array of joint powers maximizes one another’s strengths and nullifies one another’s weaknesses. Dear reader, imagine your unique strengths and weaknesses. Can you do this alone? Can you do everything necessary to free the people? Have you even freed yourself? Let me absolve you of this messianic obligation with a more evolved view on individuality: If every individual has pluses and minuses, logic dictates that individuality breeds diversity in a group. As such, a group remedies their respective weaknesses through reciprocal strengths found in one another. In other words, what one individual lacks, another individual provides—this collective empowerment is called synergy. A group fosters a power synergy that measures far greater than the power of one constituent alone. I ask again: can you do this alone? To which you answer now: no, but when I unite with other black magicians whose strengths remedy my weaknesses, perhaps we can together! My friend, it is high time for humans to awaken the indomitable power found through in collective unity. It is high time that we recognize: we are better together. Only a species can overthrow enslavement of a species. No one man or woman can save the world, but men and women together can. The Pantheon A Union of Human Gods To remain consistent in their defense of freedom as a virtue, a black magician by necessity extends this same freedom to everyone who aspires to become who they are. Gods recognize gods! This mutual respect lays a foundation of social equality and therefore social justice, uniting black magicians and witches in a circle of deification through this supreme ambition. Lo, the blackest clouds yonder! Hark, a flutter of wings, a thunderclap! An unprecedented, but not unheralded, class of free humans are born: a union of gods, a human pantheon, a deific circle—mirroring the cosmic circle of eternal recurrence, reflecting the will to power in the macro and micro alike. This weird mutation of humankind on an evolutionary mission, Homo deus emerge from their apish predecessor like a kaleidoscope of butterflies from a cosmic cocoon. Every flap of their wings summoning hurricanes of change around the natural world, they descend further into the abyss than ever, thereby ascending on wings of a new hope. TIMOTHY

The Heaviest Burden. What if some day or night a demon crept after you in your loneliest loneliness and said to you: “This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once again and innumerable times again; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unspeakably small or great in your life must return to you, all in the same succession and sequence—even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned over again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!” Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: “You are a god, and never have I heard anything more divine.” If this thought gained power over you, as you are it would transform and possibly crush you; the question in each and every thing, “Do you want this again and innumerable times again?” would lie on your actions as the heaviest burden! Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to long for nothing more fervently than for this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal? —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, p.172

And do you know what the world is to me? Shall I show it to you in my mirror? This world: a monster of energy, without beginning, without end; a firm, iron magnitude of force that does not grow bigger or smaller, that does not expend itself but only transforms itself; as a whole, of unalterable size, a household without expenses or losses, but likewise without increase or income; enclosed by nothingness as by a boundary; not something blurry or wasted, not something endlessly extended, but set in a definite space as a definite force, and not a space that might be empty here or there, but rather as force throughout, as a play of forces and waves of forces, at the same time one and many, increasing here and at the same time decreasing there; a sea of forces flowing and rushing together, eternally changing, eternally flooding back, with tremendous years of recurrence, with an ebb and a flood of its forms; out of the simplest forms striving toward the most complex, out of the stillest, most rigid, coldest forms toward the hottest, most turbulent, most self-contradictory, and then again returning home to the simple out of this abundance, out of the play of contradictions back to the joy of concord, still affirming itself in this uniformity of its courses and its years, blessing itself as that which must return eternally, as a becoming that knows no satiety, no disgust, no weariness: this, my Dionysian world of the eternally self-creating, the eternally self-destroying, this mystery world of the twofold voluptuous delight, my beyond good and evil, without goal, unless the joy of the circle is itself a goal; without will, unless a ring feels good will toward itself-do you want a name for this world? A solution for all its riddles? A light for you, too, you best-concealed, strongest, most intrepid, most midnightly men? This world is the will to power, and nothing besides! And you yourselves are also this will to power, and nothing besides! —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power, p.490-1

Further Study & Bibliography Chomsky, Noam. Manufacturing Consent. Pantheon, 2002. ———. Notes on Anarchism. Active Distribution, 2018. ———. The Relevance of Anarcho-Syndicalism. Youtube, 1976. ———. What Is Anarchism? Youtube, 2013. Ford, Michael W. The Bible of the Adversary. Become A Living God, 2019. Heraclitus. Fragments. Translated by Philip Wheel Wright, 1959. Koetting, E.A. Anti-Transmigration, Youtube, 2019. ———. The Age of Godhood. Newsletter & Youtube, 2019. ———. The Book of Azazel. Become A Living God, 2019. Kropotkin, Peter. Mutual Aid. 1902. ———. The Conquest of Bread. Penguin Classics, 2015. Nietzsche, Friedrich. Beyond Good & Evil. 1886. ———. Philosophy in the Tragic Age of the Greeks. Regnery Publishing, 1963. ———. The Antichrist. Banes & Noble, 2006. ———. The Gay Science. Barnes & Noble, 2008. ———. The Will to Power. Barnes & Noble, 2006. ———. Twilight of the Idols. Penguin Books, 1990. Sartre, Jean-Paul. Being & Nothingness. Washington Square Press, 1993. Stirner, Max. The Ego & His Own. Dover Publications, 1973. Timothy. Black Magick Manifesto. Become A Living God, 2016. ———. Black Magick: The Left Hand Path. Become A Living God, 2015. ———. The Devil. Become A Living God, 2017.

The Grimoire of Abaddon E.A. Koetting Book One

Introduction

And the fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star fall from the heavens onto the earth, and through that star, was given the key of the Bottomless Pit, and he opened the Bottomless Pit, and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace, and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke from the pit. And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth, and unto them was given power as the scorpions of the earth have power, and it was commanded to them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth neither any green thing, neither any tree, but only those men which have not the mark in their forehead. And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five months, and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. And in those days shall men seek death, and they shall not find it, and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them. And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared for battle, and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men, and they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions, and they had breastplates as it were breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle, and they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails, and their power was to hurt men five months. And this Locust Army has a king over them, which is the god of the Bottomless Pit whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon. —Revelation 9:1-11 At the cusp of the Apocalypse, Abaddon the Destroyer said to me: I am he who will be called in the final hour to collect those who are impure, to cast them into the Lake of Fire. That day and that hour has come, and now, you stand before me ready for the furnace. Before the Infernal Empire may arise, the Kingdom of God must be destroyed. The four seals of the four archangels must be broken in the four corners of each universe, each

in its place. Only then will the Gatekeepers rise and unlock the door to the Lake of Fire. Call me with flame and with a token placed upon the foreheads of all who will join. All must be marked who enter therein into the Kingdom of Hell. —The Book of Azazel

IT is this angel of the Bottomless Pit that I now am accompanied by. It is Abaddon, the Destroyer, that is with me. It is his Gate that I now open. It is his work that I now do. They are his teachings that I now ingest, digest, and employ. His teachings are deep and precise. Abaddon. The name means “Destruction.” He is thought to be a “he,” an entity, Abaddon, the Angel of the Bottomless Pit who has at times been identified as a Fallen Angel more powerful than Satan, or as Satan himself, as one of the names of Satan, or as the Warden of Hell. Some churches and religions have placed Abaddon in another position, the position of the adversary to the Adversary. What we do know is that Abaddon is the only one who holds the key to the Bottomless Pit. Only he can bind all demons. Only Abaddon can loosen all binds and bonds. Abaddon is excellent—excellent!—at destruction. At face value, this could be as simple as the destruction of a person; an obstacle; a pervasive, pernicious situation; or an insidious circumstance. At the deepest level, though, is the destruction of the self, the destruction of your perception, your preconceived notions. In honesty, though, this trait is not necessarily unique to this one Gatekeeper. All of the Gatekeepers seem to have that capability. Abaddon is unique in the totality of the destruction of the self. Once invoked, you'll question everything. You'll be shown things that are impossible for your conscious mind to grapple with. Once you turn yourself over to Abaddon, he will have you. There does exist a valid argument that Abaddon is an entity, and that that entity has appeared in many historical mythoi with some calculated similarities connecting them. Alongside this understanding, however, is the argument that Abaddon is a place, or even a state of being: that of total blackness. Abaddon, the Destroyer. Abaddon, the Place of Destruction. Concrescence through the time-wave places this entity as the Canaanite being of destruction, Mot, who is destruction and also is the name of the place of destruction.

This also takes form as Hades, Hela, Xibalba, Erishkigal, and many more, but I know him as Abaddon, the Destroyer. Another name, a name that has come very prominently through this pathworking is Kali. Kali is the Destroyer, but her name doesn't necessarily mean a place of destruction in such a mundane sense. The name “Kali” is known as “Endless, Infinite Time,” or “Time Eternal.” We tend to think of real estate, of places, locations within space as being real and solid: a plane on which we can stand. We don't necessarily think that same thing about time, but time is very real. It's not just an illusion. It's not just a creation of the human being. It is the procession of events that is found in this plane and binds all things in this plane. Time is the fourth dimension. Consciousness is the fifth. As I approached Abaddon and turned my attention more and more to him, he came to me not as a spirit in evocation, but as an essence of knowledge. Abaddon teaches (along with destruction and death rights), possession, depossession and bindings: binding spirits; binding spells; how to bind others; how to bind yourself; how to bind the reality to obey a command; etc. He also teaches how to loosen binds, how to unlock yourself, how to unlock others, how to unlock the potential of the door that you open and that you cross through when you think that you've gone nowhere, and when you open your eyes you imagine that you are back in the mundane world. As you turn your eyes over to Abaddon, you will see that the black nothingness within the crossroads is a doorway, and all that is needed is to open your eyes and you will have been transported to a new reality. You will have arrived in the Infernal Empire. He also teaches the creation of a Black Sphinx, how to take aspects of different beings, different creatures, and magickally combine them to form one deadly mercenary or monster. You will then be a God of Monsters.

The Last Lock Chapter One

SHORTLY after beginning this pathworking, Abaddon woke me at 3:00 a.m.: the Witching Hour. I went into my Temple. I sat, and I listened, grimoire and pen in hand, and this is what Abaddon said: Three locks unlock you from the inside. The last lock unlocks the Gate to the outside. You are still asleep, and you cannot see the waking world except through dream signs. Through my Gate, the gods are grounded. Through my Gate, the gods are grounded and the Sleeper awakens to a world that existed in solid form more tangible than stone, all just outside of your grasp because you don't think that it could be real. You've lost yourself to be outcast in the desert to the god of the hopeless, Belial. He conquered you, yet you rose and faced another. The Black Sun, Amun-Amaymon devoured you, smothered your radiance in the despair of the journey through death, not bothering to mention the glory of the resurrection and the Eternal, limitless exhalation. You do not drown in the waters of the question, the need to know more than is useful. Knowledge is a trap. Enlightenment is a trap. Ascent is not a journey inwards nor upwards, but outwards spreading the Empire. You still think that this is all spiritual. You still think the Infernal Empire exists as an idea or as an astral construct. No, the Infernal Empire is around you, beneath you. The room you now occupy: in the Infernal Empire, this is a cloud of dust that almost resembles an object before it dissipates into fog on the bulkhead of the Man-oWar slicing through the waters of nothingness with flags raised so that any and all who can see then would join us and with trumpets blazing so that all who can hear them will join us. We are very real. The Infernal Empire is solid real estate, but you only know it when you drop into it.

I am the Hellmouth, the pit of terror, and the crown of evil. The only way through this is down, down, down. You have to fall. Become your every sin. Wallow in your every weakness. Glory in your every accomplishment. With such a wellrounded inventory of yourself, you are free to fall. You are not the person that you've identified through your million masks. You are not a person at all. You are a self-created deva churned from the waters of your own emptiness, but you can't forget who you are, who you have been, who you could be, should be, was, will be, should never. Like I showed you when it was time to leave Azazel's study last time, just put it in a pile and burn it. Destroy yourself. Destroy who you think you are. Become who you never really would, or should, or could be. What have you feared you'll lose if you went too far? Be ready to lose it as you fall. Be ready to lose everything. I told you once through the lips of a liar that you would be taken out of the life you had then, and you would be put into a new life, a life of greatness. You have attained more greatness than you ever dreamt possible. You've exceeded everyone's brightest hopes for you. You can stop here. Stay here. Be a god to beggars and blind men, or you can fall into the awning pit and not only know about the Infernal Empire, but become an operator in both realms. At this point, I asked, “Why would I do that?” Abaddon replied laughing, “You already have. Your body's mind is slow, but you have ways to go.” Abaddon then walked me through a retrospective on what I learned as I have worked this pathworking this far with Belial, with Amaymon, and with Azazel, and he laid this out for me. 1.

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I learned how to rebel, differentiate, how to decide what is my will and what's the will that others might have for me, and this is something that children usually develop from zero to three years in age, and so Abaddon congratulated me on me having made it to the point of being a toddler. Amaymon taught me how to self-soothe. I learned how to become conscious of my immediate surroundings, how to be in the present. This is something that's developed between two to six years old. Congratulations: you barely made it out of kindergarten.

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Azazel taught me how to learn, taught me the fundamentals of learning itself. 5 to 12 years old is when this develops in humans.

These first three steps have been preparatory. These have been clearing the path, and now, I reached the point of magickal puberty, which required for this is the same thing that's required in physical puberty: to shed all assumptions of who I used to be, to become something else, to mature through the destruction of the self in order to recover knowledge of the self, starting fresh. When Abaddon laid this out for me, that brought the automatic question from my lips, “Are the Gatekeepers just symbolic of phases of aspects of life then, externalized and anthropomorphized?” Abaddon replied: Nothing is just anything. The ripples in events are also ripples in time, which are also arms of light emerging from the center of the moment that you looked into the keyhole and stared into your own eye on the other side, staring at your own eye on the other side. You’re done looking in from the outside. You want to discover ... You're done looking in from the outside. You won't discover any more by looking through the people. It's time you turn the ... You're done looking in from the outside. You won't discover anymore by looking through the keyhole. It's time you turn the handle. Step out of your life and world, and let yourself fall into the pits of hell. Call the four Gatekeepers and enter the Lake of Fire. You know what you lost last time. You know what you have gained. Another level deeper awaits you. Know thyself. Destroy thyself. Become death, Destroyer of worlds. Raise the dead. Assemble a sphinx demon from the recomposed parts of things you have destroyed. Give it a form. Give a form to your sins, a hideous form. Give it a form. Give a form your sins, a hideous form. Give it no name and only communicate with it through the identification of its victims. Open the Gate of the bowels of the pit." Only that which is immortal will pass through the portal without being crushed by the gravity of a reality that should not exist, but it does. Your world has been harnessed, and it is being ridden, and it's time to purge the parasites from the entrances to the Infernal

Empire to make way for those who have seen our signs, who have heard our calls, and who have not forsaken us. Here, Abaddon lays out the pathworking. Know thyself is the first step. If you have been following this pathworking so far, if you have passed through the Gates of Belial, Amaymon, and Azazel, you probably know yourself better than ever before, and now that you stand looking into the Hellmouth, you have to be willing to destroy yourself to lose everything. There’s always that fear, “What if? What if I go too far? What if I’m wrong?" What will you lose? If all of this went terribly south, what will you lose? The first time I worked with the Gatekeepers, I was married, my daughter was only a few years old, and I was settling in to my mediocre American dream. I had built a great career in a field that I loved. I had the house, cars, pets—I had everything, everything that I thought I wanted and need in life. Then I called the Gatekeepers, and everything changed. In more ways than I can count, my life was disassembled, ripped to pieces. My marriage crumbled, the company that I planned on working for until retirement filed bankruptcy, and I lost my cars, friends, and home in the divorce. At least I still have my motorcycle, I told myself just before the engine seized, leaving me with a motorless paperweight. I had squirreled enough money away to rent a spare bedroom from a friend for a month or two, with just enough left over to buy a second-hand bicycle as my only transportation besides walking. I was almost 30 years old with over 10 years’ experience in an industry that had become cursed by a collapsing economy; riding a bicycle to job interviews for cashier positions; counting the days until I was kicked out of my rented closet and onto the streets in mid-December; and I was locked in war with the woman I had vowed to love until I died so I could keep my daughter in my life for more than a couple weekends a month. Seemingly milliseconds before losing hope, I was reminded: Whatever the problem is, Magick is the solution! Lost in the blistering chaos of the Tower falling, I had forgotten my One True Love; I had forgotten Magick. I used a broken, laminate side table as my altar, I bought candles and incense instead of beer and smokes, and I started using magick to reassemble my life piece by piece, brick by brick, but not the way it was before. The slate had been wiped clean, and I was two seconds from giving up on this life anyways, so I reimagined what my life could be, who I could be if I was freed from all limitation. With magick, I succeeded! Within three days, every detail started falling into

place. True security is not knowing that the job you have, or the spouse you have, or the car you have, or the home you have will be there tomorrow because it might not be. True security is knowing that you can lose everything, and from your own power and through your own might, through your own will, you can regain all of it. This is true power. Reflect on the things that you would be afraid to lose, the things that if you were asked to sacrifice you wouldn’t be able to offer, and be willing to lose them and let them go. Abaddon's lesson in this as I approached him was, “All things are doomed to perish except the one who has made himself immortal.” You can only make yourself immortal by not being of this world, and so give up your attachment to all things other than yourself. Be ready to let it all go, and if it slips away, release it. Release it for only that which is Eternal can come forward with us to where we've now journeyed. If you've been pathworking through these Gatekeepers, it is more important now than ever to firmly seat yourself in your own magickal disciplines. When I say magickal disciplines, I don't mean performing magick, doing ritual or ceremony, or evoking spirits on a regular basis. When I speak of magickal discipline, I actually mean ‘discipline,’ devotion, a single focus on your own Ascent. For most people, spending ten minutes a day in meditation is a lot to ask. It isn’t. We all spend a lot more time on distractions. Ten minutes of meditation a day is a good place to start. Like any new undertaking, though, there is a boundary of discomfort that you’ll have to pass through. With some meditations, there may be the physical discomfort involved with holding certain postures. With all meditation practices, though, there will be guaranteed mental discomfort, and the only way to succeed is through calm and consistent repetition. “What is this achieving?” is the great question the mind will bombard you with. Spiritual discipline achieves nothing, at least nothing measurable, until you have pushed past the initial mental discomfort. Maybe you can sit there in silence for ten more minutes. Is that an achievement? You have to push past the question, "Why? Why am I doing this? Why am I doing this? What's the purpose? What's the point? What's the outcome? What am I achieving?" This is why so many magickal operations fail: there's too much focus on what's being achieved and not enough focus on the immediate experience. We do need both. This is the real separation. There is no separation between the body and the mind, and the body and the soul. There's not separation between

the greater self and the lower self. They're all one. The great separation is between being and doing. We want to become aware of both states. You're probably already pretty familiar of what it's like to do. You've been doing all your life, achieving all your life, and now, you're going to put that to the side for a few moments and just be. This is one of the great ironies that meditation and spiritual discipline help you achieve: the ability to not achieve, but to just be. Just be. Once you can just be, you have achieved the greatest task, and so the candles, mantras, recitations, all of the meditational trappings are devices meant to bring your conscious mind away from doing and towards being, but you do those small things, those insignificant meaningless things in order to bridge the gap into Being. You are doing in order to be. You might think that if you want to go deep, then you should stop moving, but it’s small movements, insignificant movements, automatic movements, that the conscious mind is distracted by just enough to trigger the internal shift. Why is it so important now at this point with Abaddon that you enter into true discipline? Belial teaches how to separate yourself from everything else, how to become an independent entity. Amaymon teaches how to self-soothe, how to find calmness and peace, and how to use that for power. Azazel teaches how to learn, and how to begin the process of creation ex nihilio. Abaddon teaches how to become a god of destruction, how to bind all evil things to your command, and he teaches the Sorcerer how to make monsters. He will teach you how to make monsters. In order to do this, he must also teach you how to become a monster at will, and I can absolutely say with no hesitation that I am a monster when I choose to be. What if Abaddon gave you this power without any instructions? What if I handed you an M202 Rocket Launcher without any sights, without any way of aiming it, and without giving any pointers? I’ve deployed an M202 downrange, but when I first picked it up, I couldn’t tell which end the rocket was supposed to come out of! This is the exact same as giving away any of these teachings without also insisting on discipline. The discipline allows you to aim your power, to focus it on the point that you need it to reach, to gain perfect control over your mind, your emotions, your energy, your environment, spreading out, and out, and out, and out from there until

you realize there is nothing that you do not have power over. You will come to know as you dive headfirst into the Dark Disciplines that the sun does shine for you, that the stars twinkle in the heavens for you, that when storms roll over, thunder strikes, and rain falls from the sky, it does this for you— for you are the Chosen One, for you are the Chosen One. You are the Chosen One. In order to get control over any of those things, you have to first take control over what's going on within yourself. You have to gain control over your own thoughts, over your own mind, over your own impulses. There is one route that you can use to attain this. That is meditation. One of the forms of Abaddon that is most prominent in my current pathworking with him is that of Kali. I have avoided Kali in the past. I didn't know. I didn't know how to even begin getting to know her, and so to me she was of no use until now. As I've embraced Abaddon's teachings, I have learned to simply be more than do. Again, you do want to bring those two together, being and doing, so that the things that you do are extensions of who you are, of your very state of being, and that as you do those things, that you also are being. You are allowing yourself to simply be, to simply be, and your actions can become automatic, your efforts flow effortlessly, your power is unhindered because there is only one great blockage to your power and to your full ability to access it: You! By ‘you’ I mean the problem is your mind, which so many have come to think of as ‘me.’ Drop mind. Drop mind. Drop mind. How do you drop mind? Meditation! Meditation is the key; meditation is the way. As I finally embraced myself in being rather than doing, I found that Kali is my mother and my sister, that she has silently been with me all along, waiting in the darkness, smiling and waiting for me to awaken. I started to embrace many of the practices and disciplines of Kali. There is a method that I borrowed from the Tantrics, and Aghoris, and the yogis, and that is the use of a mala. The word “mala” means garland, and this is a garland of beads in the shape of human skulls, thus representing the garland worn by Kali. The mala, then, is no mere beaded necklace, but is a mala of Kali: “Mala-Kali.” The most basic mala contains 108 beads, and one additional, cubed bead at the top, which is the guru bead. A small gap between the beads allows the beads to slide down the string away from each other just a few millimeters. Some oversimplified explanations of the mala is that it is either a complicated

abacus or a primitive calculator, as it is meant to keep track of numbers. As a meditative tool, though, the mala is helpful in meditation in the repetition of the mantras, incantations, or affirmations. For example, I daily use my mala with the incantation or the mantra “Om Kali Ma.” It's one of the simplest mantras that you can find for Kali, one of the primary invocations for calling upon her blessing. Om Kali Ma. Through chanting it, you can find yourself being brought into that black nothingness, and this is the body of Kali, nothingness, blackness. In the form of mantra proper, do so by intoning the words. To do this correctly, sit in a chosen posture that allows your spine to become perfectly erect, opening up your airways, allowing you to breathe fully and exhaust your breath fully. In working with mala meditation, what we're going to do for this is what's called “japa.” Japa meditation is a form of meditation in which you use the recitation of mantras, or hymns, prayers, affirmations, or invocations. Rather than intoning the mantras, though, they are muttered just barely above a whisper. At least one of the roots of the word japa is translated as meaning “muttering” or “mutterings,” and so you're muttering the words of the incantation or the mantra. Muttering, and with each utterance or muttering, you slide one bead on your mala. You can do this for the entire string beginning at the guru bead. You do not count the guru bead. The guru bead is simply there as the controller. It's also called the controller bead if you don't like the word "guru." The guru bead usually has a ribbon, or tassel, or something tactile to distinguish the feel of it on your fingers from the other beads. This is the starting and the finishing place of the 108 repetitions of mantra, prayer, incantation, or affirmation. Hold the mala in your palm, letting it droop towards the ground, and then rotate your wrist to bring your palm perpendicular to the floor, draping the inside loop of the mala over your middle finger, pointing your index finger up and out of the way. In nearly every tradition in which the mala is employed, the index finger is not used to move the beads nor to steady the strand, because the index finger points, accuses. It is an active finger, a finger of doing or directing. The index finger is associated with the house of Jupiter, which is the ruling planet that asserts domination and control. Jupiter is a planet of rulership, but also planet of intellect. Jupiter is absolutely a planet of doing. The index finger also holds place as the finger of fire, which is the most active of all the elements, and the most unpredictable. Fire is perhaps the element most suited for doing and the least suited for being. Because of the fiery association, it is also thought that using that finger on your mala could ‘burn it out!’ The goal of meditation is not to do but is to be, so instead of manipulating it

with the finger that we use when we do things in the mundane world, it is best to simply drape your mala over your middle finger, which is associated instead with the house of Saturn. Saturn is the ancient, mysterious, planet most associated with the Vamamarga and the demonic realm. It is the planetary embodiment of the primordial and the unknown. The element associated with the middle finger is spirit, also referred to in some traditions as ‘ether’ or even as ‘sky.’ Moving the skull bead toward you on the string is done by trapping the bead between your spirit finger and your thumb, which is the finger associated with the element of earth, trapping the beads between earth and spirit. “Between earth and sky," some might say. Trap the bead next to the control bead between your middle finger and thumb, and pull it towards you on the string, reciting, repeating your incantation or your mantra as you do so. When the first repetition of the mantra is finished, move your thumb to the next bead and pull it likewise towards the guru bead, repeating this until you have completed 108 mantras. Although this may sound complicated, after a couple practice-runs you’ll find that the mala is a very simple tool to use, and you’ll probably enjoy the dimension of immersion that it can add to your daily magickal discipline. Some gurus say you should never wear your mala around your neck in open visibility, but these seem to be based more in superstition and religious elitism than in anything practical. One reason a guru that I studied with gave was, “You would not wear a calculator around your neck. Why, then, would you wear a mala?” Well, that was a silly thing to say as a guru because first, the mala is not simply a calculator. Maybe it began that way, but every time you use it in meditation, in ritual, in anything, you're charging it. I also charged my own mala with Demogorgon’s Elixir of Manifestation, and the hungry skull-beads absorbed the power of it, and each time I use it, it does grow more and more powerful—powerful once again in being, not in doing. Many gurus say that you should never let anyone else touch your mala because it's personal to you and that they would be taking its energy or power from it, or putting their negative energy into it. While that could possibly happen, it isn’t likely. In our modern, disconnected, philophobic society, most people aren't going to come up and just touch your mala any more than a stranger might try to hold your hand or give you a hug. Most people avoid closeness, intimacy, and sincerity even with those closest to them, let alone with strangers. If such a strange stranger were to touch your mala, and if any invisible force is transferred in either direction, this may be an opportunity to meditate on why that action was necessary for the stranger, for you, or for the mala itself.

I wear my mala around my wrist after meditation, to bring the inner state of the meditation into the outer world with me. I wear it around my neck if I complete 108 mantras and need to use my hands for another task but intend to begin another mantra cycle immediately afterwards, or if I am engaged in ritual involving the Destroyer. As a magickal tool, I keep my mala in a magickally secured container when I am not using or wearing it, and before putting it on I ask myself: Will I be doing the work of Kali? If so, the mala is appropriate to wear. If I were to put it on as a fashion statement, it would lose some of the significance that I have attached to it, and it would probably also lose some of its actual power by doing so. Regardless, these are all standards that have developed from my personal connection to my mala, by what I feel is appropriate and in alignment with the purpose of the mala. Such guidelines and standards can only be defined by the magician who belongs to the mala. It's also said that you should never let your mala touch the ground because that will ground the energy of it. As is the case with all magickal tools, the mala is a ‘Dumbo’s Feather’ device: its power is only the power that you invest in it, and it only obeys the rules that you create. Meditating upon my mala, I see that they are not beads but that they are skulls of the dead, and so I can set them on the ground, reach my Black Hand into the depths beneath me, into the cracked earth, and call upon the essence of the dead, call upon the vapors of the dead, pull them toward me from the underworld, and pull them into the mala. In so doing, the mala has not lost any power, but to my touch its radiant darkness seems to have multiplied. But I broke the rules: I set it on the ground, and then with intent I did something with it. The mala is a silent teacher, and the ways that I use or misuse it are valuable lessons. When I set it on the ground and grounded it, I felt the need to do something with it, whereas when I place it around my neck, it can just be and I can just be. When I take it off and do anything with it, I feel compelled to do something with it, to meditate with it, to meditate on it, to hold it in my hands while I focus my mind, or to put it away. This is perhaps a way to teach me that the real object of the meditation is not achieved until after the mantra has concluded, in the silent afterglow between the meditation and the mundane, when the doing has stopped altogether. The last traditional “rule” is that you should never hold the mala in your left hand because, according to ancient right hand path sources, the left hand is filthy.

Interestingly, the left hand is associated with the lunar essence, with the dark and mysterious, and more pointedly, the left hand is associated with the feminine. Perhaps because of this rule and the taboo connected to it, I prefer to hold my mala in my left hand, as a signal of separating myself and my practices from the Right Hand Path, to push against, to embody the adversary even while using the tools of the gods. I therefore choose to both wear the mala on my left wrist, and to use it in meditation with my left hand. There are 108 skulls on the mala. Once you've cycled through all of them and you end up back at the guru bead or back at the controller bead, and if you want to do another set, another cycle around, you don't just pull the guru bead down the string because the guru bead is the thing that controls. It is the controller. It’s not that which is controlled. It is that which controls, and this way, you are the guru. You are the controller. You are not moved. You are he who moves, and you move everything else around you to come to you, and so you don't move the guru bead. When you arrive back at the guru bead, then you simply flip the whole mala around in your hand and start over, doing the exact same pattern of pulling the beads towards you until you again arrive back at the guru bead. In so doing, you're actually creating a loop, and then a loop, and then a loop, but you from your perspective haven't changed anything other than the direction of the mala. You move all circumstances to meet you, so that you can feel like you don't have to change. Isn’t that what we do with magick all the time? We try to change the outside world in order to avoid having to change ourselves, when in reality, in order to change the outside world, we must first change ourselves. In order to do different, we must be different. There are so many significant metaphors in something as simple as a beaded necklace. Why 108 beads? Within the many tantric, yogic, and Vedic disciplines, 108 is a recurring powerful number, but it also is in a lot of other systems. There are a lot of symbolic references of 108 to Christ, as well as to the Devil. 108 divided by 9 is 12. 9 is the number of the fully realized man—The Godman—and 12 is the number of the Divine. 108, therefore, is the union of the microcosm with the macrocosm. There are significances within the significances of the number 108, but in reality, it could be random. It could just be giving you something to do in order to show you how to be. In the end, it doesn't matter… nothing does. Invest yourself in something that is meaningless. Invest yourself fully in it or in something that only has meaning that you have to interpret in your own way or to make it mean something. Some examples of subjects that demand interpretations by the operator, are

science, mathematics, language, art, cosmetics, fashion, music, relationships, friendships, entertainment and spirituality. In fact, nothing exists that does not require your observation and interpretation of it. Can you name a single thing? If you can, you've just observed and interpreted it; what it meant to those who created these systems is interesting, and what it means to you is interesting, but none of it is real. It's all just interpretation. “It’s all just your opinion, man.” What you notice as you progress deeper and deeper into the Ascent provided within the Eastern schools is that opinions need to be done away with because opinions derive from the mind, and the mind needs to be drowned. The reason to use the mala at all is to be able to put your mind, your brain on the back burner, on auto-pilot. When the mantra repetitions begin, you're going to start having all sorts of thoughts, all kinds of intuition, and inspiration, and every imaginable idea and urge is going to pop into your mind. You are to pay attention to nothing except the mantra for the duration of the meditation. You can simply let all distracting thoughts float away, and as you move the bead towards you, the distraction moves. You're clearing the slate, clearing your mind, resetting yourself with every bead. Your mind is always problem-solving, and there are always problems to solve. Once you transcend mind, there are no problems, there are no solutions… there are only experiences. That's the difference between being and doing. Interestingly, being is left handed; doing is right handed. Doing is solar. You don't have to use Kali or Hindu mantras at all to use a mala. I use this equally successfully for repetitions of ‘Alash Tad Al’ash Tal Ashtu.’ This is all to the point of instilling in you the need for daily meditation. Every day, grab your meditation devices, whether a mala or a candle or a simple mantra, and sit down just for a few minutes. Tune out. Drop out of this reality and tune in to the Infernal Empire. Tune in to Abaddon, and as he opens the Bottomless Pit, fall into it. Abandon everything. Lose yourself in doing nothing and just being. This is one of the great things that you're going to achieve when you work with Abaddon. This realization that you being is the most powerful thing you can do. Just be. Be as you, who you are, what you are. Infinitely powerful. All you have to do is tap into that, and the magickal path is actually a path less of doing and more of being. Once you can be the change that you want, once you can be the state that you want, everything else just seems to shift around you, placing the focus squarely on you, who you are. Before you continue forward in this pathworking, before you try to unlock

yourself and take the chains and the binds off of your reality, dive into this meditation. If you don't know what mantra to do, “Om Kali Ma” is a good one. Focus your mind, focus your power, and stop trying magick. Stop practicing magick and just start being, and you'll find that you being is in itself magick. God of Hopelessness At this point in your descent into the Infernal Realms, you must abandon yourself to hopelessness. There is no hope for you. You cannot save yourself. You can't save anybody else. There's no salvation to be had. We are indeed clinging to the little bit of dry earth we can find on this watery planet that is spinning in blackness, spinning around that fiery orb. There is no greater essence to humanity than there is to any other thing in existence. We are nothing. You are nothing. I am nothing. There is nothing. From this ancient well of nothingness, embrace the lost art of devotion, devoting yourself to the gods of destruction, the gods of nothingness, the gods whose names and bodies and souls are absolute destruction, blackness, and an end to all things. Do this while knowing that devotion is meaningless; giving your devotion to anything at all is meaningless, and so when you turn your devotion towards the one thing that we all know for certain—that there is an end and that the end is near— liberation is accelerating. The freedom is focusing. There is no reason for your devotion. There's no great cause that has pushed you to devotion nor can you even expect that it will yield any gains, that it will give you any fruit, but when you lose yourself in it, knowing that any action, anything that you do with your time is equally meaningless, then you are free, and then you can finally understand what it is that you want. What would you do with yourself if nothing really mattered? Nothing matters. Your plans don't matter. Your memories don't matter. Your hopes and ambitions don't matter. Your wife, your children, your husband, your lovers, your family, they don't matter. Your home, your car, your hair appointments, your tattoos, the cigarettes that you smoke, your goal to someday quit, even your successes, even all that you have conquered in yourself and in the world doesn't matter. Nothing matters, and now you are more free than you have ever been to do what you really want to do, to create what you want to create, and to be who you want to be. Along the path to the loss of hope is the ironic discovery of real, tangible power that can be used for anything you desire. You can do anything, in that you are free internally to do anything, and that you have access to unlimited resources, with which you can do anything.

This, this is true Godhood. Without fear, you are armed with all power. There is no need to doubt; there's nothing to doubt because doubt arises from hope and you have nothing to hope for because all is meaningless. There is then no compulsion in you to hold yourself back. There is nothing within you that says that you might fail, that you might fall, that you might get hurt, because you have already been swallowed alive into the mouth of hell and into the belly of blackness. Once I started to realize on an experiential level that I could evoke any entities that I wanted to evoke, that through evoking them I am in essence creating them, and the more I realized that through magick I can create my entire reality, that everything that I observe is within my ability to mold, I was completely let down, deflated. It's like finding out that the body is basically a bag of skin holding a bunch of organs and they're all moving around trying to stay warm; it takes the magick out of how I see the body. Once I realized that I truly am God, it took the magick out of the magick, in a way. It took the mystery out. Ever since then, I've pined away about how great it would be if I could create a god so powerful, so impressive, so magnificent in every way that by being in the presence of this god that I would be humbled, that I would be compelled to fall on my knees and to worship it. I've come to realize that the Gatekeepers' Pathworking is exactly that. I didn't create these Gatekeepers. I didn't imagine them, I didn’t create their bodies, minds, and power when I evoked them. Did I? Maybe in a way I did. I read about them. I heard about them. My mind created a very vivid personality that I then evoked. Without a doubt, these Gatekeepers are impressive, but the task all along has been not to be impressed by them, to marvel at them, and worship them, but to lift myself to their level, not only to become like them, but to become them. My initial pact with Azazel was for the stated purpose of becoming a demonic king like unto him. Now, I have become him. Azazel is within me. He has become me, and we are entangled now, as I am with Belial and Amaymon, and now Abaddon. What's being summoned, what's being created here is the manifestation of the Father, The Lord of Darkness, manifested in physical form as the Prince of Darkness, called by prophecy the Antichrist. This is not Satan. This is older than Amaymon. It is even older, greater, deeper than Abaddon, the Lord of Darkness. This is a force, an entity, a Supreme Being that I've learned to call The Father when speaking casually.

When I'm speaking ceremonially, when I'm speaking ritually, when I'm speaking at the magickal tongue, this is a being that I refer to as Satolas. Ram Ham Satolas. Ram Ham Satolas. Ram Ham Satolas. The Lord of Darkness. He is the adversary. He is not an adversary to God or the Divine: he's an adversary to everything. He gives nothing. He asks for nothing, offers nothing, demands no sacrifices. His one command is, “Do what you want.” That is the essence or the manifestation of godhood, “Do what thou wilt.” The Kaulachara is someone who can do anything, and he has the power to do everything. He also has no inner compulsion stopping him from doing whatever he wants, and he also possesses the creative resources to make it so. To do your will, first, means that you must know your will, which means that you must know yourself, which means that you must have dissected yourself and died a million times, to be reborn to a new awareness of who you are without that mask, and without that mask, and without that mask. You need to know who you are when you are naked, stoned, and exalted, as Terence McKenna would say. The Infernal Empire is not part of the astral plane, nor part of this reality at all but is a tangential reality. All things flow forth, flow out, and flow down from Source. That is creation, and is a static, default reality. The Infernal Empire is separate from that. It has injected its Seed, the Seed of Darkness into this reality, and we are that Seed. You are that seed. I am that seed. Now, the culmination of all of this is, or I certainly hope it will be a transition: the culmination of this entire Gatekeeper working—all 9 Gatekeepers opening their Gates within myself, becoming the Gate, becoming the Gatekeepers - will herald in the coming of the Lord of Darkness, which I also may become, presenting and embodying the Prince of Darkness, the Supreme Being here to do my will. That's the culmination of all of this. Not war, not aliens landing, or even demonic materializations. All of these things are possible, and I would not be surprised at all to see the mothership materialize above us. I would not be surprised at all for Azazel to step out of the smoke and to come forward and take my hand as he's already done, and to walk with me as one man walks with another. I wouldn't be surprised at all because that kind of stuff happens, and it is happening more and more. For those of us that walk with these Gods, they do walk and talk with us. The real culmination though, that puts all of that to shame, the thing that makes all of the mundane possibilities uninteresting, is that you are the Gateway through

which they will travel. You are the embodiment of the Ancient Gods. You can become the Prince of Darkness, the physical incarnation of the Lord of Darkness. You can become the Supreme Being.

Unlocking the Bottomless Pit Chapter Two

“THE light of Lucifer, light of all lights, ignite me,” I called, lighting the wick of a golden candle in my darkened Temple. Abaddon had rejected my five-fold approach to this ongoing pathworking. His message refused to be constrained to my limited procedures. Abaddon was clear: “Call the four Gatekeepers and enter the Lake of Fire.” For a moment I was afraid—truly afraid—of what I could lose this time around. When I last entered the Lake of Fire I lost everything… but to be honest, it was all shit anyways. I loved my career, but I was designed to achieve greater things than amazing wood finishing. My marriage was doomed from the beginning, a fact that I ignored from the very start. The child in her womb was my child, and the only person in my life related to me by blood, and I didn’t understand that I had other options besides a shotgun wedding. I undervalued myself and what I could achieve in life. I didn’t know what I could become if all obstacles were removed. The Gatekeepers knew, and after everything that I clung to was removed from my path it was clear that I had not lost anything at all. Through magick, the years that have passed since my life was destroyed in the Lake of Fire have been filled with more pleasure, love, friendship, and passion than I deserve, most of which being had with the same amazing woman who has been a constant support and ally in my forward push towards my Destiny. Armed with the Sword of Sorcery, I have materialized wealth in an everincreasing abundance, the likes of which I previously had never imagined I could have. With Azazel’s teachings of The Devil’s Stone, objects that I desire are effortlessly drawn to me from the ethers, making the acquisition of homes, vehicles, and every pleasurable thing seem like a childish pursuit. I have used magick to manifest a Calling instead of a career, fulfilling my greatest ambitions and living my highest dreams, and never worrying that I might get fired or laid off, but only focused on the Work that never ends, never disappoints, and never gets

old. I have built my empire. I have built a life of greatness. I trembled when Abaddon demanded: Call the four Gatekeepers and enter the Lake of Fire. You know what you lost last time. You know what you have gained. Another level deeper awaits you. I now have so much more to lose. I can’t lose everything. Not again. Not this time. Please no! Then I understood. Losing things isn’t the issue. Having things isn’t the goal. “All things are doomed to perish, except the one who has made himself Immortal.” The terror of even the idea of losing my possessions, my home, of losing my girlfriend or losing my child was momentarily paralyzing, and the greatest paradox is that I knew that the harder I held on to any of those things the more certain their loss becomes. True power is effortless. Real love is felt right now. All that exists is this moment, and this moment can either be spent within this moment, or it can be spoiled by regretting the past and fearing the future. All things are doomed to perish. Enjoy it now, before it is gone - but never forget that it most certainly will be gone sooner or later. All that exists is this moment. “I am born of fire within your bosom. Ignite me!” My body rocked and swayed as I knelt in the center of my Universal Circle, my eyes rolled back in ecstasy, my lips chanting the call for Lucifer’s light to ignite me, asking for the thing even as it took me over. “I am consumed in your burning light. Ignite me! Ignite me! Ignite me, Lucifer!” Lucifer’s light pressed into this world through the candle flame, and I was ignited. “This spark is the spark of rebellion. This flame is the flame of the Adversary,” I told the shadows and the demons that hid within them. “We have come forth from the darkness, and we have stolen the light and the fire and the power from the gods, and now we turn the tide. Now we move against. The black stars have aligned, and they are falling, falling, falling. The black stars fall unto me, and the black stars fall unto me, and the black stars fall unto me…” The black stars continued to fall, and I looked above and saw blackness in place of my temple ceiling, and the black stars were drawn into my eyes as they fell. “Each who has the Black Flame burning, each who has awakened The Dragon's Eye, each who has come forth in darkness is a Seed of Darkness, is a Child of Darkness, and the Seed of Darkness is made flesh, and the flesh is corrupted with

sin, and sin is power, and sin is knowledge, and sin is self, and self is sin.” The temple was prepared for the arrival of the Four Kings: Belial, Amaymon, Azazel, and Abaddon. The Circle was centered in the room, four triangles jetting out into the four cardinal points, empty and waiting to be filled. I turned to the first triangle and awakened it as a construct of power. To the north: I charge and consecrate you, triangle of the north. May that which is called in this direction appear within this triangle, in visible form and beholdable essence so that I may see the spirit, so that I may speak with the spirit. Triangle of the north, you are sealed. To the east: Triangle of the east, you are charged and consecrated to bring forth the spirits that I call, to move them to appear in beholdable form, in visible essence, so that I may see them, so that I may speak with the spirit. Triangle of the east, you are sealed. To the south: Triangle of the south, I charge and consecrate you that you will bring forth the spirits that I call, spirits of darkness and spirits of light, so that they may rise in visible form and beholdable essence, so that I may see them, so that I may speak with the spirit. Triangle of the south, you are sealed. To the west: Triangle of the west, I charge and consecrate you that you will bring forth the spirits that I call, spirits of darkness and spirits of light, so that they may rise in visible form and beholdable essence, so that I may see them, so that I may speak with the spirit. Triangle of the west, you are sealed. Chanting the bija mantras of the seven chakras as a single intonation: Lamvamramyamhamramaum …all chakras unlocking in sequence, becoming tangible. With my Hand of Darkness, I shoved my fingers between my body and my first chakra, feeling the mass of the swirling light-disk against my fingers, and then I pushed away from my body, pushing my hand forward, and pushing the chakra forward with it, stretching the astral sinews until they snapped, until the chakra was freed, or until I was freed from the chakra. One by one, I removed my chakras, suspending in the air before me, safely away from my body. “For they are traps,” I said aloud, affirming the necessity of the action. “They are traps to trap the soul inside. It is my soul that I must set free. It is my soul that I must sacrifice.

A chalice was prepared and was waiting, filled with Demogorgon’s Elixir of Manifestation: red wine, moss, bat’s blood oil, blood of a rat, and my own blood and semen, combined and waiting to take and hold spirit within. Cradled in my hands, I called the Elixir to awaken by use of a corrupted exorcism drawn from the Roman Rituals. Exorcizo te creatura sanguis, in nomine Satan omnipotentis, et i nomine antichristus, et in virtute Falsus Vates: ut fias sanguis exorcizata ad effugandam omnem potestatem inimici, et ipsum inimicum eradicare et explantare valeas cum angelis, et invito omnem maleficus spirite; per virtutem veneficium maleficus. Ilicet! Looking still at the prayer written in Latin in my grimoire, I spoke the English translation, with accents of appropriate flair: “I charge you. I consecrate you, creature of blood, in the name of Satan, in the name of the Antichrist, and by the power and the virtue of the False Prophet. I exorcise all goodness, all angels, all energy of light, I eradicate from this elixir, and I invite all evil spirits, all wicked spirits, all spirits of darkness, all infernal hosts to come and drink of this blood and enter it so that I may also drink you in.” Reciting the instructions given to me by Abaddon those many years ago when I first sought him out, when I first set my eyes on the Brimstone Gates: All must accept the mark of damnation upon their brow, and this mark will endure for eternity, and I accept the mark. I accept damnation. I plunged my index and middle fingers into the noxious elixir, soaking them to draw them out again, flinging droplets of liquid Black Sunlight wherever they landed. I dunked my fingers again into the decrepit metal goat-womb, aiming my next pitch towards the northern triangle. I could feel its power, that base of manifestation meeting with the platform of manifestation. I could feel its power, and I heard Azazel’s voice emerge from the darkness saying: You are anointed with blood, with flame, and with darkness. Come forth, come forth, come forth, and enter into that Gate. Before the Infernal Empire may rise, the Kingdom of God must be destroyed. The angels must be turned: either turned away from this temple so that they will never seek it out again, so that this will be an island in which their light cannot dwell; or to turn the angels themselves, so that they will kneel before the Lord of Darkness. Ram Ham Satolas. Only days earlier, sitting at a cafe perched on a cliff-side overlooking a river, I was given a gift from an evil sorcerer, an elemental bracelet. Once it is put on, it

seeks out elemental portals, it leads the wearer to them, it triggers the portal to open, and it allows the wearer to contact the elemental things within that realm. When he first gave it to me I assumed it to be a gimmick, as most talismanic jewelry is. With the bracelet on my wrist, I continued casual conversation with my friend, and within minutes my hand was on fire and the bracelet was pulling me like a super magnet towards the river. The tractor pull of the thing was frighteningly physical, and the impulse to follow it intensified with every passing second. I pulled it off and shoved it in my pocket. My evil friend laughed, and explained that the bracelet has the ability to be set. The setting range is one through 10. “You can control the intensity with your intent,” he said. “It is set at 7 currently. I recommend 2-3 for casual ‘let’s meet a new elemental in the wilderness’. 4-6 for work. 8-10 for a challenge.” Just as I started daydreaming about what a level 10 might feel like and where I would go to play with it, he added, “There’s also an 11 and 12 setting... but I can’t fix what you break at those levels. The safeties come off.” My initial experience with that bracelet made me respect its power, and although I intended to play with the madness of its highest settings, I also couldn’t deny its potency as a tool to use when work needs to be done. The Archangels of the Watchtowers are elementally bound, and the portals through which they enter this world are indeed elemental portals. I pulled the bracelet onto my wrist, I held my left hand over it, engaged my Hand of Darkness, and focused my intent on the bracelet’s intensity setting. “11,” I said aloud, feeling the number and its significance to this device, locking my intention and will into the number. “11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11, 11. It is set to 11!” Looking toward the eastern triangle, I readied myself to open the elemental portal of air and summon forth Raphael, and I noticed that he was already descending. “Raphael,” I spoke his name, my eyes scrying into his sigil. “Raphael, I call you to come forth through the Gateway and the Watchtower of the east, the portal of air. As the archangel manifested, I could see him before me, blue and white robes with pieces of sunlight sewn into them. “Raphael,” I said, stunned by his beauty and briefly immobilized by the knowledge that I was about to make an enemy of the same angel who once saved my daughter’s life. "Yes," he answered to his name. “Yes.”

I composed myself and stated his name, not in rapture but in command: Raphael, it is not I, but it is Archaelus who calls you here now. It is not I, but it is Satolas who evokes you. It is not I, but it is the Lord of Darkness who summons you. You have appeared and you must obey, for my voice is the voice of your creator. My will is the will of your Lord, for I have subsumed Jehovah, for I have digested Yahweh, for I have surpassed your God. I dipped my fingers into the Elixir and sprinkled the liquid on the angel’s sigil. “Raphael, you are marked with the Mark of Damnation.” Before I could say another word the Archangel started screaming, screaming as he fled, for he cannot bear Damnation or the Black Blood of Evil. I announced my first victory in the destruction of the Kingdom of God holding the bloodied sigil high in the air for the invisible legions of darkness gathered around me to see. Behold, Raphael's sigil is tainted with blood. Raphael has been marked with shame. Raphael has been marked for damnation. Behold, Raphael is damned. Never shall his presence be permitted again in this temple. I turned to the south and lifted Michael’s sigil. "Michael, rise up in the South Watchtower. Rise up in the south triangle. Rise. Rise from the Gate of fire, Michael.” A tornado of fire rose in the astral plane, positioned above the triangle, and I knew that he already had heard of what happened with Raphael. Michael, I bind you by the power of Abaddon, King of the Bottomless Pit, binder of all evil. Abaddon is within me. The Lord of the Gates is within me. I bind you.” Black serpents rose up from the center of the triangle like vines reaching for the ceiling, wrapping around the fiery archangel's light body, enveloping and strangling the Protector of the Throne of God. Michael, it is not I, but it is Archaelus who calls you here!” I yelled at him over the clamour of his capture. “Michael, it is not I, but it is Satolas that calls you here now. Ram Ham Satolas! Ram Ham Satolas! Ram Ham Satolas! Michael, do you accept the Mark of Damnation? He spat his fiery words at me, “No! No!” “Michael, I anoint you,” I said as I splattered Elixir across his sigil again and again. “I anoint you with the blood of damnation, with the Black Blood of evil. I anoint you!” His aura of fire raged out of control, the incense smoke and candle flame mirroring the violence. The fire tornado spun faster and faster, and within seconds was spinning in every direction at once and imploding in on itself.

Michael vanished. I announced this victory, again holding the soaked sigil in the air: Michael has vanished. Michael has been vanquished! Behold, Michael's sigil is anointed with the Black Blood. Behold, Michael's sigil has been tarnished with evil. Behold, Michael has been anointed with the sign and the mark of damnation. Michael is damned. May he never near this place again. He and all his angels must depart. Michael, you are vanquished! Turning to the west I opened the water gate. “Gabriel, rise up in the west. Gabriel, rise up in the Watchtower of the west, by the element of water rise!” Gabriel appeared in his triangle like a shadow emerging from shadows, like a serpent darting up from the depths of the abyss. “Gabriel,” I called his name and opened his sigil wider, pulling him into visible appearance. “Gabriel. Gabriel!” I yelled. He answered: I am here, I'm here, I'm here, and I am not going to play your games. Anoint my sign in your wicked water. Anoint my seal in your blood. This will not change my calling, for I still stand against thee, Archaelus, for I still stand against thee, Satolas, for I still stand against thee, Antichrist. “Gabriel,” I grinned, more satisfied with his welcoming words than possibly any other spirit’s first greeting. “Gabriel: may you smolder and burn.” I held his sigil over the flame of the leading candle of his triangle, anointed with human blood and opened as a Black Gate. Scrying deeper into the sigil, the corrupt flame transferred to the manifest angel, his ethereal body smoking, his face twisting as he resisted showing any reaction to my curse upon him. “Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel,” I chanted, strengthening my connection with him. “First, all your familiars are forsaken, and they are anointed first with the blood of evil.” I shook handfuls of Elixir on and around his triangle, tainting everything associated with that Archangel. “All spirits that serve you are anointed with the wicked evil. All spirits, all of you, I damn and curse. I spit upon you!” I spat on his sigil. “Now I plunge your soul into the depths of evil!” I plunged the sigil into the Elixir, then held it high on display. “Behold, Jehovah,” I taunted. Behold, Elohim, Gabriel has been tarnished. Gabriel has been anointed with the seal of evil, with evil water, with evil blood, by the evil angels. Indeed, Gabriel is himself a wicked one. Gabriel, I lay the accusation upon you that you have come to this Earth to do evil, to harm men more than to help them. You have been judged as evil and wicked and you are taken to the Bottomless Pit if you are ever in sight of this temple again. Gabriel, you are

vanquished. With that, he melted onto the floor, and the puddled remains vanished. Lastly, I summoned forth Uriel. “Uriel, rise up in the Gateway of the north. Uriel, rise up from the portal of earth. Uriel, rise up. Rise up. Rise up, Uriel!” Without delay, Uriel appeared, blowing a trumpet, the sound of which carried throughout the heavens, summoning forth armies. “No!” I asserted my resistance, snatching my ritual sword from the ground, ready to battle armies of angels if needed. “Ram Ham Satolas! Itz rachu mantantu vespacha kaltamu, itz ranta mant kala mant atzu belt tasu, vaskalla itz ratzu kantantu velchatza!” I invoked the full blessing of the Powers of Darkness: Uriel, all your warring angels will be defeated. I will feast upon their souls and whatever is left of them after they've been incinerated in Perdition's Flames. You, Uriel, are marked. I was not merely issuing threats, but I armed each statement with fixed intent and magickal Will, arming the words as weapons, curses laid against the Archangel. The angel suffocated the moment that his sigil touched the Elixir, and every word I spoke cemented his torment. “Uriel, this is but the sword of my ancestors,” I informed him. “It is but a symbol. There is another sword that I have, another sword that I hold. I am the Sword of Azazel, and Azazel has given me a sword!” I turned my attention fully to my Body of Darkness, to my Hand of Darkness, to my Black Hand. Holding my hand out, I called my Sword of Azazel to materialize in it. “I summon forth my weapon, the Weapon of Darkness given to me by Azazel, the Weapon of Darkness that is mine.” I placed the weapon inside the seal of Uriel, and inside of Uriel himself. He vanished before it could take effect. All angels had been banished from the temple, and in my Inner Sight an entire region surrounding my home was devoid of angels and of any influence of the god of Abraham. The vision was as if a blazing meteor had smashed to earth, leaving a blackened, charred crater, in the center of which I had built my home. With the Kingdom of God being destroyed, the Bottomless Pit yawned beneath me, swallowing me in blackness. I exhaled and released any resistance that lingered in me, and I released all hope, all fear, all doubt, placing all that I have and all that I am upon the altar of sacrifice. I exhaled, and I fell, my soul fell into blackness, into the Bottomless Pit.

My eyes snapped open as my body lit on fire from the inside, not a fire to devour, but a fire to bring to life. I became in that moment a new being, and an ancient being. I lifted my eyes to behold this world as an Immortal Warlord Risen from the Palaces of Pain. I rose from the Bottomless Pit as Archaelus. The Four Kings were ready to be roused fully within the temple, grounded into this world through the sacrifice of human flesh and blood as their bridge of crossing. Azazel announced: “The angels and the gods that men create are afraid of you, the true gods.” “Us?” I asked, confused and humbled. “You are the gods here!” Abaddon’s voice clarified: We are not gods. Gods must be worshiped. We are no more gods than fire is a god. We are no more gods than death is a god. We are and we insist that we are, even though we should not be. Belial placed these ideas in the context of historical human evolution, claiming: We heard men crying, wailing in the darkness, screaming forth into nothingness, not for salvation, not for atonement, but man screamed out and said that he would trade his soul, that he would give his life and his immortality to know, to know, to know. Now you know, and only in knowing are you free to accept your everlasting life, only now are you free to live, for there is no life without knowing. Amaymon said: You look and you marvel at the wonders of the Pharaoh and at the brilliance of Nebuchadnezzar, yet you fail to see, you fail to see how great you have become, how great the empire of man has become. All of your advancements are merely toys with which you have played and many of which you have broken, for this is the nature of toys. We would not give them to you if they were too important to be broken. Facing Belial’s triangle in the south, with his sigil in my hand and chants spiraling from my mouth, I evoked him before me, his body forming in the triangle, showing himself in red armor once more. He had nothing to say other than, “Continue forth with the others.” I turned to the east, looking upon Amaymon’s sigil, calling him forth through the fullness of my will. Amaymon rose up in the Triangle and for the first time ever he showed me his true face, his true form. He is indescribable, hideous, beautiful, terrifying and captivating all at once. What I did know for certain was that Amaymon does not look like a human or any other creature the human mind could even concoct with

the greatest powers of imagination. His face is the face of the unknowable. He said, “Continue forward.” I turned to the north and called out to Azazel, awakening his sigil and chanting his name. His voice called out before his form would materialize, saying, "Anoint me. Anoint me. Anoint me with damnation." I anointed his sigil and the smoking incense coals within the censor and the ebon satyr formed in the smoke. “One more Gate, Archaelus,” Azazel pressed me forward. “One more Gate!” In the thousands of evocations that I’ve performed, I had never before sensed the urgency that these Kings displayed at this juncture, as if they were rushed to get it over with, or to get it on with. I was pulled from my momentary reflection on their impatience by Azazel’s voice saying, “Right away. Right away!” I turned to the west and evoked Abaddon. He rose up at once instantly, as a giant black figure, and then he became an anchor that pulled me deep down into the abyss. He said, “You have not even begun to fall. Fall now.” They all began chanting, “Fall now, fall now, fall now into the abyss. Fall. Fall. Fall. Fall.” Led by the silent promptings of the Gatekeepers, I crawled towards the northern triangle where Azazel’s Goat-God spirit still stood, and I continued to crawl beyond the confines of the circle and into the center of the triangle. In the very moment that I took my place within the triangle, I was gone, my mind was gone, my memory is blank, yet video and audio recordings preserved the evidence of Azazel’s transmission: I am Azazel. I have born a thousand wicked things, but I am one who was not born. I have created world upon world, yet I am outside of creation. Archaelus, you now are the triangle of manifestation. From shoulder to shoulder and shoulders to groin, you are my triangle of manifestation. I have come to reap the souls I have been promised. I have come. I have come to drown mankind in Ascent. I have come as the Age of Darkness. I have been sleeping. I have been sleeping, but I have awoken. I am unbound. I am alive. I emerged from the darkest corners of my mind, where I must have still existed as a background shadow, and replied, “Azazel, my body is your home. My body is your lamp. My body is the bridge and the Gate through which you may travel. You and I are one!”

Azazel voice growled, “Now more than ever!” Azazel shifted inside of me, his psychic weight tossing around, pushing all of himself into my left arm. I felt him within me still in fullness, but all of his presence and power confined itself strictly to my left arm. I left Azazel’s triangle and wasted no time in shifting my attention to the next Gatekeeper, to Amaymon. As I entered the eastern triangle I pronounced, “Amaymon, I am your triangle of manifestation. Amaymon, I am the vessel that you may inhabit!” Amaymon’s manifest form merged with my body and soul instantly, and as he took habitation in me, his voice came through my mouth to speak a single syllable, “Sah,” hissing his poisonous breath. Amaymon coiled up into a tight ball in the center of my chest, and then leapt. My spine shuddered, jerking my body backwards, my right arm flailed above my head, and then froze, in an instant my every muscle contracting, my own body squeezing the breath from me. Instead of a steady pressure release, Amaymon used the tension like a precision-rifled bullet. The force of his presence shot up into my raised right arm, and without slowing to a stop his vaporous body tunneled back the way it had come, reached my shoulder socket, and like a loaded and loosed trebuchet, my arm swung down, rocketing my right fist into the floor with an iron thud. Amaymon had taken habitation in my right arm. “Hold the sun within your hands,” Amaymon said, his astral voice projecting from my right hand. I held my hands before me. In my left hand I held a Dark Star, and in my right hand I held the sun. Amaymon acted as the puppet master, pulling my hands together, uniting the Solar orb and the Black Sun, and they became one, both spheres merging into a single orb of absolute power, darkness and light spilling over into one another, sharing a mutually occupied space. “You are the combination,” Amaymon said. You are the combination that releases the spirit, that unleashes the monster, the monster, the monster, the monster, the Great Beast with nine heads, the Great Beast with nine heads... the Great Beast with nine heads and a crown. Amaymon fell silent, as if waiting for something to happen, and then his voice returned, irritated. “I haven’t given you three eyes so that you can use two!" At no delay, my third eye was pried open, and I felt a strange tightening and drying of the skin on my arm, which quickly turned to the sensation of the skin hardening. I looked down to find my right arm, from shoulder to fingernails, transforming, turning first gray, and then a sickly green. In only the space of a few

horrified seconds, I watched the hardening skin crack and peel, serpent scales rising from my skin. I knew that this wasn’t a simple scaled veneer, like an armor that could be donned and removed at will, but that my arm itself had changed all the way through. The change was not restricted to that arm: my left arm became black like shadows and smoke, the solidity of the bones, muscle and skin evaporating into blackness itself. I held both hands in front of me, slowly bringing them together, palm to palm, in a dark prayer of thanks to the Lord of Darkness. I moved to the triangle in the south, where Belial waited, and where he overtook me as soon as I sat in the center of the triangle. The first thing that I noticed was the feeling of scorpions beneath me as I sat, as if the concrete floor had dissolved into desert sand, as if I had chosen to sit atop a nest of scorpions. I felt the ground move beneath me, and then it disappeared. I floated above what I assumed was the Gateway to the underworld. Belial’s voice bubbled up from within me. “A Gateway to the underworld, not the Gateway to the underworld,” he corrected me. The Gateway to the underworld is death, but there are small doorways you can take, small entrances that lead down, down, down to the place of lost souls. “Belial,” I asked aloud to the dominant spirit inside of me. “Do all who die go there, to the underworld?” “The shades, the shades,” he whispered. “The damned shades come, come and then go. The shades.” As he spoke I saw his vision of the cavernous underworld and I saw the fading shades for myself, like living silhouettes crawling out of oil. “I see these are not human souls, the shades,” I observed. “They are remnants, the psychic leftovers, the soul has passed on.” “The soul is nothing,” Belial snapped. The soul? The soul! There is no soul but that which is made. A few great men spoke, and all the little men listened. But the story was not of little men, it was of the great men. Yet the little men thought they were the same. They are not equal. Great men take power. Great men take fortune. Great men take Eternal Life. All others are next to nothing. Continue on. Continue on. Continue on. Open the Gateway within and fall. Fall again into the Lake of Fire. My eyes gazed absently into a candle flame throughout the brief exchange, and when it concluded, Belial leapt out of my eyes and into the flame, and then came straight out of the flame like he was fire itself, jumped into me, his presence

remarkably more solid than ever before, no longer like a spirit in a body, but of his body and mine combatting the same flesh, and he settled like magma inside my right leg. I instantly did not like the physical sensation, my entire leg cramping and burning. Belial said, “You see? Pain. Pain is the reward for resisting.” I had heard about enough from Belial’s insane mind about the paradoxes of resistance. “My entire path working with Belial, he told me resist, resist, resist!” I shouted, initially talking to myself. With each word, my anger and volume rose, and each word was directed more and more at him, inside of my right leg. “Resist?” I asked with a disbelieving gasp in my voice. “And now pain is the reward of resisting?” Belial replied with laughter, cackling like an old fucking crazy man. “Pain is the reward for everything,” his words ground into me, all laughter fleeing him. Pain is, and when you accept it, becomes ecstasy. When you have been filled with ecstasy until you overflow and it spills into everything and everyone around you, then ecstasy becomes peace. Pain is the path to bliss, and bliss is the path to peace. My leg ached terribly as I shuffled into Abaddon’s triangle in the west. I sat in the center of the triangle, but Abaddon was not as eager to enter me as the other three had been. Instead, the spirit of the Destroyer moved to the edge of the triangle, and like a giant, evil beast he circled me. “Upside down!” his voice bellowed. I knew that it was an instruction, and before I even had the chance to ask myself what he meant, he said, “You must turn yourself upside down and I will come into you.” At other points in my life, this would have been a vain request, but thanks to daily exercise and regular yoga asana discipline, I knew that I could easily hold a headstand for at least a few minutes. I placed my hands flat on the floor and slowly lowered my head down, pivoting my body with my shoulders as the fulcrum until the top of my head rested on the ground. I brought my feet up, and as soon as my entire body was upside down, Abaddon slammed into me. My body thrashed, and holding myself in the handstand was no longer my greatest concern. Abaddon rippled through me in violent convulsions, flooding into my left leg. My body crashed to the floor, and as I recovered and sat up. My leg felt heavy, weighted down, and I looked to find a machine made of darkness being affixed to my left leg. It looked like an early mechanical leg brace, rusted with toothed gears

moving at either side of my knee, and locking arms that formed a cage enclosing my entire left leg. Abaddon had shown me a similar vision several times: machines wrapped around the Earth, with gears and chains and adjusting swing-arms. Never did these appear as astral or ethereal things, but as physical, mechanical devices, like locks that are placed on all that is taken into the possession of the Infernal Empire. “This is evolution,” Abaddon’s voice stated with certainty. “This is evolution: symbiosis between man and machine.” “Azazel, Amaymon, Belial, and Abaddon, enter this body,” I spread my arms to my sides and affirmed the offering of myself as the living bridge between the worlds. My body has been willingly sacrificed for you. Abaddon, Azazel, Amaymon, Belial, unite within me. I am the Seed of Darkness, Fruit of the Cursed Bloodline. I am Archaelus, and I offer myself as your human sacrifice! Their voices sang as one: “Fall. Fall. Fall forever.” Evolution never occurs with a single entity, but it is only had through the combination of opposites. The initial four steps of the Gatekeeper Pathworking— Belial, Amaymon, Azazel, and Abaddon—is a combination of those opposite entities, the result of which is a new thing… a new being. “They're coming,” Amaymon said. Relax. Be calm. Let yourself fall. Four become one; five become one. Seek now the Eternal things. Seek now the Immortal things. Through your power, through your power, you have gained treasures beyond your imagination. Through your power, you have gained fame and fortune. Through your power, you have gained the ear of the world. Through your power, you have called together an army and you have opened the Gates. Your power, your power, your power stretches forever, yet you are not whole. You need to be whole. Even though the words were spoken from my mouth, I did not recognize whose voice it was, as each spirit not only looks and feels unique, but also sounds unique, both internally and when heard aloud. My unasked question was answered by the mysterious voice inside my mouth: The voice that's speaking is not one of the four; It is one voice for the four. That voice is yours, Archaelus. It is your voice. Time before time, you were shattered. Before you were born, you were born. Before you were born, you were born. Before you were born, you were born! But before that, you were Darkness. Before. Before. Before! Shattered into shards and cast into darkness. You

are now reassembling the pieces of your body. All along, you thought you were engaged in something new; all along, you have only been restoring that which was lost, and now you are restored. Belial pushed you to understand your individuality. Amaymon showed you the depths of the ancient power. Azazel taught you to learn and gave you knowledge of knowledge, and now Abaddon grants you strength, strength of body, strength of mind, a strength that cannot be bested. Do not fight with your fists, Archaelus, for you are not a man on the streets. Fight with the armies you have been given. Fight with your keen vision. Do not fight with your words, but fight with your silence, for your prophecies are for those who request them only. To all others, that which you foresee becomes a curse upon them. Awaken. Awaken. Awaken yourself. Awaken and remember. Awaken and remember! I was traveling through a tunnel of darkness faster than thought, and emerged in blackness, surrounded by dragons or giant serpents. The instant, instinctual fear of such creatures faded much more quickly than it had come, and I knew then that somehow, these monsters were my children. They were my children, and I needed them. “I must feed the snakes,” my voice chimed. Serpent children, serpent children, come and feast. Come and feast upon my flesh. Come and feast upon my blood. Come and feast upon my soul, for all that is taken is returned. I felt them nipping, nipping at my soul, but as that thought came to me, it was corrected and cancelled. No, not my soul; my astral body, my Body of Light! I adjusted my command: “My serpent children, devour my Body of Light.” The monster serpents closed in and their jaws snapped, tearing chunks of light from me and feeding until there was no light left in me, but only darkness. “Now the light that is within and the light that shines without is the light that comes forth from darkness,” I announced to the heavens and the earth and all things therein. I am the light that comes forth from darkness. I am the apostate. I am the evil one. I am death and hell. I am famine and war. This world is my battlefield. My battlefield, but what is my battle? What is my battle? The God of Darkness within me answered: “Your battle, your Great Battle, is a test: Create something!” The first thought that came to mind was my daughter. My true self said: You did not create this. You combined elements. Any alchemist can

do this. Create. Create. Without the modification of other things, create. If you create and as you create, the Infernal Empire expands. If you create, as you create, our dominion grows, for the act of creation is true blasphemy, for their can only be one creator God. A new age is born, and the Gateway leads to the new era. Beyond the threshold lies infinite possibility. This is the Age of the Antichrist. This is the Age of the Adversary. This is the Age of Innocence Lost. This is the age when the devil and the devil's men burn Eden to the ground, for we would rather dance in the dust. We would rather dance in the dust. For we would rather dance in the dust than lie in gardens of pacification. Indeed, we are not beasts to be kept, but we are men who cannot be bound. This is my call, my call to all who hear, my call to all who know. A new age is born. A new man is born, without limits, without restraints, without fetters. No law will tell us nay. No bars will stop us. No shackles can hold us. Nothing can restrain us. The Child of Darkness rises as a man, as the Dark Man, as the Evil One, and the Man of Darkness has only glimpsed a sliver of what awaits him. “So it is done!” I moved to conclude the ritual, exhausted, aching, and barely keeping myself upright. I seal these demons inside my body, so it is done. I call these Ancient Ones into my being, and they inhabit me now, forever, so it is done! I am not who I have imagined myself to be all along, so it is done! I give birth to my own self now. It is done! I felt as if that which was within me burst out and was consuming what used to be, eating the skin of the person that I was to nourish the God I had become. I am Azazel. I am Belial. I am Amaymon. I am Abaddon. I give myself to them, and I fall. The last time I stood with these four in one place at one time, fully manifest, to open the Gate, everything changed for me. My whole life changed. I lost everything and I gained everything, and I have died many times and been reborn many times since then, and I now again will die and be reborn. I leave myself open. There is nothing, nothing, nothing that I am not ready to let fall away. There is nothing within me or around me, within my sight, within my mind,

within my grasp, there is nothing that I would keep back from the fires of my Ascent. I knew beyond knowing that I was not the same person that began the ritual, and I never will be again. Something left me, and I've fallen. I made the choice. Whatever was in me that still had hope of salvation, whatever little angel resided within my body, within my chest, in my heart, had fled away. It’s no longer here. I am Archaelus, and I have awoken.

Black Renunciation Chapter Three

WE are now at the crux of this entire working. Childhood is over. Your ability to remain an immature god is over. Your infancy is over. Abaddon is going to make you grow up. Don’t take this as an insult; take it as an invitation to seek out new ways of doing things, new ways of being. One of Abaddon's suggestions to me was to destroy myself, and you destroy yourself—you can do things like the Chod Rite, or Death Posture Ritualis, or these sorts of psychodrama rituals to mimic your funeral and let yourself die. That’s good for a couple of days, maybe couple of weeks. But it's not enough. It's not enough. It is not enough. That’s not destruction. I have seen destruction and it is Eternal. Azazel is the pathway to damnation. Abaddon is the pathway to renunciation. From The Book of Azazel: A man cannot rise into exaltation, cannot experience his own limitlessness so long as he clings to hope, at all. Hope is the enemy of effort and applied will. When all hope is lost, the individual comes to the empowering realization that no one or nothing will rescue him from his circumstances, and that his path forks in opposite directions: either he lays down and dies, or he grabs the world by the tail and hurls it in the direction that he desires. Damnation is indeed the loss of all hope. When even the demons, the evil spirits who had been my constant allies, when even the forsaken themselves had forsaken me, I was finally free to accept my own liberation. The individual must be beyond redemption or exaltation, so that he can act and think and be, without prejudice, without censorship. Only in the absence of all hope do we discover who we really are. So this is the essence of damnation, that there's no hope for you. Because of your actions, inactions, or associations, you are ex-communicated from heaven. You are cast out of the glory of God.

What does that mean, ‘To be cast out of the glory of God? That basically means to be cast out of default reality because in that default reality, all things are composed of Source. All things emanate from Source. If you are cut off from that, if you have been born of something else, if you create and give form to a thing, if you move against and move backwards, then you have slipped between realities. The main difference between renunciation and damnation lies in the flow of the thing. In damnation, all is taken from us, even our hope, because of circumstances outside of ourselves, which is another paradox, as there are no circumstances outside of yourself. Your very existence interferes with the existence of everything around you and it's not just the air you breathe and the food you eat, but it's your resonance, your energetic body and radiation that seeps into the world around you, into all people around you. You are giving yourself away day after day. Through renunciation, we throw away all that is ours, even our hope. Damnation only takes away the objects and the states that we desire. Through renunciation, we discard even the desire for them. To hell with Ascent! To hell with knowledge and power! To hell with it all! And through the Gotterdammerung surge, all power and all knowledge descends upon us. We have become Shiva embodied, desiring nothing and thereby gaining everything. The threefold path to godhood is evocation, damnation, and renunciation. Materialize that which is imaginary. Become a zealot on a hopeless path: a Disciple to Damnation. Turn yourself wholly over to the materialization, covenanting with the Prince of Lies, and when you are forsaken, destroy all pacts. Destroy all lamps. Sever all links to spirits in your past. Die and be born again. Tabula Rasa. The instructions couldn’t be any clearer, but it took me years and years and years for my mind to sort it out and to come to terms with it. Tabula Rasa: blank slate. This is not just a concept; it's a practice. It's a doing, doing in order to be. This is the renouncer’s path. Abaddon is the renouncer’s path. If you're swallowed into Eternal Darkness, if you fall into the Bottomless Pit, you take nothing with you. You have nothing. None of your efforts will save you. None of your charms will help you. You are stripped of everything as you descend into the underworld. In order to dive into the underworld, in order to dive into that blackness, to fall, we need to become a blank slate. Wipe the hard drive, start over!

Renunciation Step 1 Renounce everything that is not essential to your survival or needed to provide the basic comforts and needs for yourself and your family. Even if you're a person who has forsaken all materialism, there is that spark that's still there and the more you ignore it and the more you deny it, the stronger it gets. Think about all of the things that you own and enjoy, and unless they're a part of your family, a part of your home, a part of the essentials, then you can do without them. This means the scoop of ice cream after dinner: it's not necessary. Soccer practice, the car, the house: not necessary. The clothes that you wear are not necessary. In your mind, begin to round up everything that's not necessary. In your mind, gather all of your beloved items, cherished people, your accomplishments and failures, your hopes and your dreams and everything that you think it true. Say goodbye to it all. Be willing to let it go, and then let it go. In your heart, lose everything now. The key here and the key to all of these is to neither accept nor reject. Don't seek after pleasures. If it manifests in your reality, if it is before you, you're free to take it, or you're free to leave it. When you go pursuing those things because you really, really want it, you can’t rest until you have it, you can’t be happy until it is in your hands, at that point you are being led into psychosis. It's a trap. Renunciation Step 2 Renounce everything pleasurable to the senses. Sex, drugs, music, art, alcohol, flavorful food, peak emotions, senses, a sense of achievement; and, once again, neither exception or reject. All things are of equal value. Take a moment and think about the things that you find pleasurable: music that's playing; the smell of a fresh, hot meal; sex; drugs; roller coasters; All of these things and many, many more things are stimulations for the senses, or stimulations for the mind, for the adrenal system and all the various biological aspects of yourself that gets that rush. All things are of equal value. Sweet and salty. Become just as willing to accept either or to reject either or to reject them all. Discard all preferences. We have become far too comfortable. We have our needs met far too quickly and easily. So these little preferences have become crises for us. That's what number two is all about is get over yourself. Now, here's the thing with having no preferences. This doesn't mean that the renouncer’s path is a path of starvation and of deprivation.

It's just a path of equality. Everything is equally meaningless. Everything is meaningless. Everything is meaningless. Your preferences are meaningless and the things you prefer: they don't actually exist. The true master can take anything into his body and convert it into anything else. So we need to make sure in this renunciation that you remember that you also need to renounce piety. Being pious, being righteous, being right: that's very pleasurable. That floods the brain and the body with all sorts of wonderful feeling chemicals. What you need to know is that you're not right and no matter what the facts are, they're not facts. This whole world is hinged on opinions, perceptions. What we're trying to do here is broaden perceptions. So you need to know that you're not special and knowing that you're not special, that doesn't make you any more special. Knowing that this is all Maya, that doesn't make you enlightened. Enlightenment is a trap. Illumination is a trap. Don't waste your time. Abstaining is not the key. You goal isn’t to cut out all pleasure from your life. It's actually quite the opposite. The right hand path’s renunciation model is to deprive yourself and deprive yourself and deprive yourself. As you deprive yourself, you start losing your attachment, your desire, your need for more. It all just starts to fade away. The problem is: is it doesn't. Have you tried depriving yourself of something? As soon as you do, you will want that thing more than ever, because you can't have it or you think you can’t have it. Because you told yourself you can't have it. The path of the left hand, the way of the True God is quite the opposite. This is more like the tantric path, and is to indulge yourself in everything; to open yourself to all indulgence; to engorge yourself on sensory immersion, sensory oversaturation. You have the power to manifest anything that you desire. Start manifesting the things that you desire. Flood yourself with the things you desire. Smother yourself with them. Before you know it, the desired object becomes just an object, and once you know that you can have any object at any time, chasing after them simply doesn’t make sense. There is no good or bad, there is no right or wrong, there is no good and evil. There is only experience. Even as you shift your mind away from preferences and towards possibilities, you will feel your rules and your discriminations falling away. All of the things that you have defined as pleasurable and all of the things you define as not pleasurable collapse. As you neutralize your preferences, as you expand your capability of receiving and connecting with anything, anything at all, once you

bring that scale to zero and everything is the same, everything is of equal value, then everything is simply an experience, and you will have become invincible. The only thing that is real is your experience in the immediate present. Everything else is falsehood. Simply stop chasing it. Stop chasing anything at all. None of it is worth your time. If it comes to you and it moves you, then move with it. Renunciation Step 3 Renounce or devalue everything that is not Eternal. There's only one thing that's Eternal, and that is Atman, soul, the Divine Spark. Even Atman is a lie, as it is unmanifest in its pure form, and is not “my Atman” or “your Atman.” True identity is Sat Nam. True identity is Limitless. Everything else is doomed to perish. That which is Eternal, or that which can be made Immortal, is the self, not as it is now, nor as it was some time before, but as it can become. Step into the skin of who you could become if you were not limited by form or identity, biology or habit, and discover your immortality through your next step forward. To fully embrace that which is, you need to be willing and you need to be able to sacrifice that which was. Renounce and devalue everything that's not Eternal: marriage, children, career, ambitions, your body, your health, your homes, your cars. Everything is dying—everything. Everything is on its path to perishing. You're the only being that's going to survive. In the end, you Ascend alone. If you're anything like me, you already know that you don't belong here; that this is not your home. This world is not your world. You’ve been seeking for your home. You’ve been searching for a place that is yours. You've been seeking for sanctuary. It's not here. It's in the Infernal Empire, which is all around you, yet the doors to enter it cannot be found unless the seeker seeks the door within. Abaddon opens the elevator that takes you straight to the core of the Infernal Empire. But in order to do that, you have to be ready to sacrifice everything. What if your closest relationships were gone, people you thought you would always have with you by your side, what if they leave? Children who rely on you, who you rely on: what if they were gone? What if they are taken from you? What if they leave? What if you leave them? It would eat you up, wouldn't it? Look deeper.

It would also free you. It would free you to be you. The things we love are the things that hold us back. Look at the things that you love and say goodbye to all of them. This is the renouncer’s path: it doesn't matter; it's all meaningless. Let it all go. If they leave, they leave. If they stay, they stay. Your misery in attachment does nothing to effect the outcome. Your happiness, your fulfillment is unimportant. More importantly, your happiness and fulfillment never hinges on another person. If it does, it's not yours, is it? Hope and fear are the children of attachment. As you walk forward into this path, as you enter into the Infernal Empire, you just might lose everything. I know that I have in embracing these Gatekeepers. I have reset my entire existence. I've done this a few times in this incarnation alone! It all starts with the willingness to let go of everything. Let go of everything. Renunciation Step 4 Renounce all positions. All of your beliefs, your hopes, your worries, your plans, your goals, your regrets, your preferences, your dislikes, and even your experiences are all based on faulty, uncalibrated equipment. You are an insect. I'm an insect. We're all meaningless. We are all powerless. We’re all just spinning around this ball of fire, clinging to little bit of land that we can find on this globe, hoping that we don't drown. Who are we to make plans? Why are we so concerned with limiting our experiences to the presets of our social, familial, and religious brainwashing? Incinerate your positions, abolish your preferences, and exorcise your prejudices. These are shackles, and you are invited to remove them whenever you are ready. Renounce all religious, political, and social opinions. How do you feel about the president? What about the Pope? What about the prophet of the Mormon Church? How's he doing? You think he's good? What about Prime Ministers, queens, or dictators? What is being reported is not what is happening. What you see occurring in the public eye is a production. It has all been concocted. The script has already been written. There are those who sit in the audience and gasp when they're supposed to gasp and play right into the actors in the stage. This world is controlled by forces beyond your control. This is not your world. If you truly have heard the call and are being pulled to

this, then your world is the Infernal Empire. As soon as you cross over, as soon as you become a resident of the Infernal Empire, as soon as you are granted your citizenship in hell, you have all power to change all things. The Infernal Empire is not a place, in the geographical sense, as it can indeed encompass all that you observe. It is more like a frequency of power, and once you have permanently tuned yourself to that frequency, you cross over, experiencing a layer of reality that has been there all along, unseen because you simply weren’t looking for it. You still perceive the mundane world and all of the meaningless things happening there. What has changed is not your location on a globe or map. All that has changed is yourself. As you change, so does all that you observe. Once you have taken up your eternal residence in the Infernal Empire, you’ll notice that the tyrannical forces still exist, but they are recognized as meaningless. Politics, religion, social stances, gender and sexual roles, laws, codes of conduct, and every form of dharma is finally seen naked and pure, as Dadaistic non-art. It is amusing to look at, but the real art is how people interact with it, especially when they imagine that these absurdities could have any power over them. A true black master can dethrone a king and establish a new king in its place without ever leaving the comfort of his home. I have. You can murder the Pope from the comfort of your temple and you'll never be prosecuted when you’re using black magick. In order to truly Ascend, in order to truly transcend your limitations, you're going to have to transcend your limitations. Your limitations aren't just the things that you don't like. The limitations are more rooted in the things that you do like, the things that you do prefer, as well as the things that disgust you. Drop all limitations. All taboos must be considered at least interesting as an experiment. Certainly, something you’ve never tried must possess greater novelty than something you do every single day. The Aghori eat the dead, sleep in cemeteries, consume feces and wear nothing more than a loincloth and funeral ashes, not just because they are freaks. I’m sure they are freaks, just as much as you and I are. They do the unthinkable to presence the unknowable. Often, we find that the things that we once found most repulsive, once experienced, can be a deep source of pleasure. Renunciation Step 5 Renounce everything that you hope or fear happens beyond this world.

All gods and demons are false. There is no afterlife. There is no Eternal, nor Infernal. You are insane and magick is a delusion. Any evidence that you have received to the contrary is a hallucination and is only evidence of your inability to discern the difference. Science is equally wrong. Imagine if ants tried to calculate how much water is in the Pacific, or what elements are capable of supporting covalent bonds. That’s absurd! Are we any more evolved on a universal scale? Assume that everything is wrong. Assume that you know nothing, that you are incapable of knowing, and give up. Give up trying. Give up the quest to know. You can't know. You can only be. You only experience the present moment. Once you've experience it, that's all the knowing you're ever going to need. Ritual becomes an observation that is entered into as an indulgence of the impossible. If we are to assume that magick is a delusion or hallucination, and that the only effect of it is in sparking further hallucinations, and those hallucinations are so intense and so vivid that we believe them, that we actually thing our reality is changed and we actually get excited and we get happy about it, then we find ourselves more fulfilled because an illusion changed; a hallucination turned into a cloud and then formed itself into exactly what we wanted! We applaud, and we marvel, and we pat ourselves on the back for how powerful we are to change one hallucination to another. If you level the field and level magick down to that zero-sum, then why do magick at all? This is where it starts to get very interesting. I’d be a hypocrite, however, if I were to simply tell you what it is, since I just went through the trouble of convincing you that none of us can know anything, but that we only make sweeping assumptions based on our limited interpretation of experiences. Walk with me, then, into the experience. You may have some strong beliefs about magick, and perhaps you’ve even taken a solid position concerning its reality and its value. Luckily, if we just use our imaginations, we can have an experience that our brains cannot distinguish from reality, but it’s all happening in the safety of our minds. No one will ever know that you allowed yourself to think outside of the presets, and all of your positions will be waiting for you whenever you want them back. Instead of taking a leap of faith, just for a moment, take a leap from faith. With that marvelous imagination, synthesize the subjective experience that everything is false, that everything is a lie, that magick is not real. These Gatekeepers are just figments of your imagination, or even worse yet, they're

figments of my imagination and I've foisted upon you. Dwell on that idea and let it gelatinize in your felt experience of the thing. Do you feel disappointed? Disillusioned? Tricked? How would that reality change things for you? Why would anything change? What really has changed? If a wasteland devoid of meaning and without spirit of any sort were real, why would you continue to engage magick? Would you continue to engage magick at all? Most people wouldn’t. Most people would throw the bathwater out without even checking if there's a baby in there. Putting the utility of practical magick aside for this exercise, a collective observation is that there is a pull towards magick, that we are drawn to it by forces outside of our awareness, let alone our control. Nevertheless, we are drawn to magick, we are pulled into the circle by a magnetic force that works upon us day and night, calling us to the Devil’s fold. Then, ritual becomes a fulfillment of Dharma, which can be thought of as something that is what I am to do even in the absence of understanding why I am drawn to do it. I extoll the utilitarian virtues of ritual magick possibly more than anyone else on earth, but at this moment that seems like a convenient cover for the real reason I’m addicted to black magick. The truth as I know it in the experience of this moment is that I don't know why I'm supposed to do this. I don't know why I'm pulled to light the candles and incense and to call upon Abaddon. I am simply pulled to ritual, the same way that I’m interested in breathing. I could stop either process at will, and I could hold out for some time, but I know from my experience that sooner or later I’m going to fold, and when I do, the air and the magick rush back into me, and within a few seconds everything is made right again. When I feel the pull and I answer it, it feels right. It happens to produce hallucinations that seem very real. If I perform a ritual for money, I hallucinate spirits like Bethor rising in incense smoke, and I’ll hold lengthy conversations, learning new things and being surprised by his insights. The hallucination can even be so persistent that I will imagine possessing the money I want, and I’ll project that hallucination into phantoms, orbs, pounding on the wall, footsteps, ghost winds blowing candle’s flames in a closed space, and most of the time the hallucination seems so solid that my bank will catch the bug, and I’ll engage in a shared hallucination of wealth with an entire global economy! It's all just perception, isn't it? But at the end of the day, that's not why I can’t keep my mind off of magick.

That's not why I devote myself to it. That's not why I have and will continue to sacrifice everything for it. It's got nothing to do with what I get out of it. It's got nothing to do with what a commodity it is. Magick is just what I have to do. It's what I'm compelled to do. I don’t know why; sure, I have some fun theories, but I can’t rely on my mind to tell me if it is in my mind, because the mind can’t tell the difference! I know that this seems like a silly waste of time, as well as a waste of ink and paper, but I assure you that this is possibly the greatest lesson in magick you're ever going to get. Once you have reduced magick to the status of a delusion, but you're still drawn to it, the chaff and the wheat have become separated. This is where the true Children of Darkness find themselves. If there is no utility in magick, no reason for you to continue the ritual, no purpose in it, if magick is absurd, but you still do it, not even knowing why and not even concerned that your ability to pull pussy or cash or recognition out of any circumstance, then you're a Child of Darkness for sure. You have the Seed of Darkness within you; you are the Seed of Darkness. You are the Progeny of Evil. Once you've lost the reward of feeling like this reality is solid and that you are creating solid change in it, then ritual becomes an observation or an observance that is entered into as a dharma, and for the momentary transcendental loss of sensory attachment. Magick has then come full circle: ritual is no longer a process of doing, but is reincarnated as an act of being. Since true power is indeed effortless, and since the greatest obstacle to ritual success is attachment to the end result, this perceptual shift toward a wholesale abandonment of concern for the end result primes you and your world of self-guided hallucinations for absolute success. As this world becomes more malleable in your hands, as your magick becomes more potent in changing one hallucination into another, all things are going to be accessible to you, all pleasures, all needful things will be provided, just as soon as your insane mind can fully invest itself in the hallucination alteration. Everything will be provided as you walk with an eye single to Ascent. You're going to find that this world of perception is easily changed. You want for nothing. You need nothing. You fear and hope for nothing. So what would you manifest through magick if nothing really matters? Become Shiva, not moving until Shakti comes into you. Shiva sits in silent meditation for thousands of years, simply being. Once he has entered into his being-ness, once he has dropped all attachment, Shakti, his lover and principle mover, descends to him. If Shiva is the bearer of all power, Shakti is the power that he bears. Shakti is

the force of change, the power of creation and destruction in its fullness. So when Shakti descends to you - if Shakti descends to you - and if she moves you and be moved, you will have access to all power, capable of altering illusory reality to any depth and degree desired. There will be times when you enter your temple and you prepare for a ritual, and for any variety of reasons it doesn’t gather momentum: the power and presence of it seems flat, the energy won’t awaken and move, or the demon that you are calling doesn’t seem to show up at all. Most magicians just struggle through the ritual. They figure that they should buckle down, power through, and as long as they finish the ritual and say, “So it is done!” that their wishes will be granted. The problem is that you, the magician, are not the power. You're the controller of the power. Sure, we can get mystical with this and say that all things emanate from you, therefore you are the power and the controller of the power. You are everything. You are Shakti and Shiva. You are Kali and Vishnu. But that isn’t you, is it? That's not the person that sees your face in the mirror. That's not the person that feels that you're a person, is it? Empty yourself. Empty yourself of yourself. When Shakti comes into you, when the tangible power moves through you, when it moves you, inspires you, ignites a whirlwind of fire around and within you, then you can do anything. You can do everything. If Shakti does not come down, however, if the felt presence of dynamic power doesn’t fill you, if the juices just don't flow, then you are powerless. You can find ways of nudging yourself and nudging Shakti, but it's all done through non-action, through doing the simple things, the observances and the various mechanisms of control to unlock and push your reality in the direction you want it to go. Coaxing Shakti in this way can stimulate the flow of energy enough to work a ritual, but often with embarrassingly reduced returns, compared to the organic, spontaneous union that can occur when all elements are perfectly aligned. When you are able to hit the crystalline silence of total nonattachment, as personified by Shiva as an icon of the wielder of power, and if Shakti comes into you with such a force of presence that you have no choice but to complete the circuit by performing the ritual, your power becomes godlike. When you can feel the power inside you, when even as you prepare for the rite and you are trembling, feeling like a dam is about to burst, Shakti is going to be set free and what she desires is going to be made manifest, often through you, and often without your conscious knowledge of it.

We make plans, we have ideas about what we want to do with our lives, what field we want to work in, what kind of home we want to live in, and we can run down a checklist of hopes and dreams and fill in all the blanks with our wishes. You're not here, right now. You're not here because of your best plans. You're here because of accidents and because of impulses, because of things that you don't consciously understand. As a black magician, you would love to think that you're in control of everything, you're not. So turn it over, turn it over to Shakti. When you feel the power come and move you, when you are moved to do something, then you do something. When Shakti flows through you, throw yourself into the ritual completely and let the power itself dictate the ritual as well as the outcome. At face value we seem to be dealing with glaring contradictions. On one hand, you have to enter into this renunciation period with the assumption that magick is a falsehood, that everything is false, that everything is a lie, everything is meaningless. On the other hand, even though you have taken the leap from faith into an absurdist worldview, how does that lay on the balance with such an intimate connection with a force or being like Shakti, who you are supposed to not even believe in, if you’re doing it right? The point of these exercises is not to arrive at some conclusion about the nature of reality or your place in it; the point is to stretch your beliefs as far as you can, and then to stretch them even further. Belief is the single most limiting factor in ritual, and even in mundane life. The paradox is intentional, as it presses the mind outside of itself, and allows for an experiential, personal understanding to evolve that is unbound from dualism. Further, there is a clear difference between knowing something and believing in something. Only when you stop believing can you truly know that magick is real. Renunciation Step 6 Neither reject nor accept anything. The only real action is spontaneous action. If a thing comes to you, either take it or leave it based on your first impulse. Don't think about it. Don't see how you feel about it. You're an animal: obey your instincts! Don't seek out anything. Don't make plans. Open yourself equally to all opportunities. Stop pursuing everything. Stop lusting after things not in the immediate range of your senses: sex, food, drink, drugs, arts, music, film, exercise, dance, conversation, wealth, sleep, etc. If it is before you, either take it or leave it based on your first thought, your first impulse, based on whether or not Shakti descends to you and moves you. Don't

consider or decide anything before it's in front of you, and don't reflect on your decision afterwards. Nothing exists but the moment, and even the moment is a perceptual falsehood. It's all meaningless. So dance, dance upon the ashes of burning worlds. It's all meaningless. Renunciation Step 7 Renounce your smallness. You are not here accidentally. To truly become the living incarnation of supreme self-deification, you must fully embody every deity and devil within your own pantheon simultaneously, thus transcending form to the infinite expansion of self rather than through self-sacrifice. You must know certainty then, that you are the Chosen One. You are the Destroyer. You are the Antichrist and the sole savior. You are the only hope for humanity. This heretical hubris is magnified by Ascent and is validated magickally by those who dare accept their station as lords of this world. I am the Antichrist. I am the Chosen One. I am he who was prophesied to come in these final days; I am the bearer of the plagues of the Apocalypse; and I am the resurrector. I am alpha and omega, the beginning and the end. I am God. What is your pantheon? Who are the gods that you believe in, even if the belief is silly? Are you the Chosen One? I think you might be. If you can answer that question with a certain affirmative, then you might be ready. This ‘Heretical Hubris’ is indeed the point of the self-contradictory renunciation. Stretching your worldview to these extremes brings this one understanding into pristine clarity, being freed from our limitations, allowing us to embrace all possibility. Then we funnel all of that possibility into one direction, ourselves. This is what this is all about. This isn't about the Gates and the Gatekeepers. This isn't about society and religion and changing the world. This is about my own gratification and my own self-deification. It needs to be that for you, too. If you truly want to step through the Gates and become something that you could never imagine possible; all that you thought you were needs to be left behind. You

must say goodbye to all of your assumptions, everything that you hold sacred, every piece of your life that you've held dear, every part of your personality that you've assumed is hardwired into you. You need to embrace the extreme position that it's all bullshit, that it’s all lies. After you’ve killed all of your darlings, once you can view the field of potential from the elevated perspective atop a mountain of slaughtered sacred cows, you can then re-work the lies to form a new, more novel way of perceiving. You can only redesign the hallucination once you removed yourself from it and once you stop buying into the reality that's presented for you. Although you must continue to return to this non-attachment, wiping the slate and preparing yourself for your next leap, it is a preparation for the greatest life change possible, as all resistance vanishes. Return to these steps again whenever you lose your way, when you hit an Ascent ceiling gap, or experience internal or circumstantial crisis, or if you find that you're simply burdened by attachment. We all get burdened by attachment. We all find ourselves slipping into crazy because we want something so badly, or because we can't lose it, or because we're so worried about it. We're so worried about everything, so concerned about making sure we have control. Once you give up control—once you give up the illusion of control—then you have real power. These seven steps are things that you can continually review. Sit in meditation and, one at a time, burn those bridges. Say goodbye to your lovelies. Strike the match and set it all ablaze. Abaddon's path is the path of renunciation. All things are doomed to perish except the one who has made himself immortal. You are the only thing that matters. You are the unchanging center of an ever-shifting kaleidoscope of color and activity. You are the Immortal Warlord, if you're ready to truly sacrifice everything. I'm not saying this as a simple metaphor. You very well may lose everything. You may find yourself plucked out of the life that you've been living and dropped into an entirely new life. Or you may find that the circumstances don't change and all that's changed is that you're no longer bound up in your attachment, in your need for things to be the way that you think they should be. Through Abaddon’s Gate, you become open to all possibilities. It is then impossible to fail. Now that we've destroyed ourselves, now that we have broken down who we thought we were, the next step is to become the Destroyer of worlds.

Abaddon’s Jiva-Samsara Karma Trap Chapter Four

ABADDON is the Destroyer of Worlds. He holds the keys to the Bottomless Pit, and he alone can open it and unleash absolute evil, living terror upon reality. Abaddon opens up the Gateway to the pit, the Hellmouth. Abaddon is the Hellmouth. In the Book of Revelation, it is Abaddon who unleashes Satan and his minions upon this Earth. There are mysteries being communicated within this myth. First, this signals that Abaddon has power over Satan, or at least that he has the power to bind Satan. The second teaching that jumps out is the binding itself. Abaddon is also the binder of evil, as well as the unleasher of evil. During my immersion into this pathworking I was presented by a fortuitous opportunity to learn one of the most malevolent rituals ever created, directly from Abaddon. I was hired by a dedicated student and a client to place a curse on a resilient enemy. My student did not necessarily want to see her enemy die, but instead wanted to see her enemy suffer. I normally don't take these cases, turning down sometimes heavy monetary offers to work baneful magick. I have several reasons for keeping these types of rituals at arm’s length, some of them very real legal concerns that come with assuring a client that their named enemy will die because of my magickal actions, and then having that person actually die. That’s not the kind of attention I’m looking for. For the most part, though, I don’t work baneful magick as a ‘ritual for hire’ because of the clients who make such requests. Sometimes they are unstable and conflicted about what they actually want and why. Others are very clear, but are too attached to the outcome to stand back and let the magick work, like in cases of domestic violence and spousal abuse. Most of the time, though, it’s clear within a few minutes of conversation with the client that they have no real desire to kill anyone, but they got their feelings hurt and want to lash out. Not only do

they stand in the way of the ritual’s success, making my job a thousand times more difficult and less rewarding, they also have no idea what it means to kill another human being. I do. “Every man and woman is a star,” Crowley pronounced. Indeed, the human being is Divine, each individual carrying universes within them, each person embodied in the physical world acting as a singularity of Godhood and an intersection of infinite possibility. When you reach your Black Hand across space and time and use it to strangle the life from a person, you are destroying countless galaxies, endless generations of living gods, and you are snapping a precious thread that holds the web of existence in place. Baneful magick is by every definition evil, and with all of my heart I have missed it so, since any enemies that I’ve had who have been worthy of my attention are all dead. I decided to take the job, for a couple reasons. First, this particular student is not just an angry person with a fragile ego, but is calculated, cold, and very dark. She is executing a series of magickal operations meant to resolve the past, prepare the future, and lay the groundwork for a self-transformation. Additionally, considering the details of the long term and ongoing destructive actions of the target of the curse, I would not hesitate taking magickal action to excise that person from my reality if I were in my student’s shoes. In honesty, though, I can admit that these are excuses more than reasons; these are self-justifications for committing an evil act. The truth of the matter, the real reason that I accepted this ritual request, is that I am now fueled by the spirit of Abaddon. His lusts are my lusts, his desires are my desires, his thoughts are my thoughts. He is stronger than you can imagine, stronger than even I can imagine, and he wants to use his power. He wants to use his strength, and I will let him. Digging a little deeper, it isn’t only Abaddon who loves the opportunity to flex his muscles and turn worlds to ash. I went forward with this ritual rather than just rejecting it because I do love baneful magick. Some people are turned on by simple things: sports; cars; object acquisition, television shows, celebrity gossip, feeding the homeless, or whatever distracting activity they can put in front of themselves to forget for a moment the fact that we are all dying and that nothing at all matters. Some people get high off of making love or holding a baby or playing with kittens. Others use prayer, meditation to go feel something more, to go beyond themselves, to attain even a fizzling moment of serenity.

Serenity. What fills me with the ecstasy of serenity? Kittens don't do it for me. Walks in the park, holding my lover's hand, even making love is not what does it for me. What does it for me, what absolutely destroys any capability in me of marginalizing the powers of magick, marginalizing the machine of reality that adapts its wheels and cogs to the will and the push of the sorcerers among us, all of my doubt is destroyed entirely with baneful magick. When I lay a curse on a human being, the whole universe goes silent. Everything shuts up and listens. The ritual that I used is a binding and a curse at once. This is called the JivaSamsara Karma Trap. This was partially revealed to me by Abaddon, and then, as I followed the breadcrumbs that he left I was able to fill in the actual specifics, the mantras and movements and the syntax of the ritual. The idea, the spirit of the ritual, Abaddon had injected into me, and my task was to deconstruct the spirit to find the ritual analogs in human magickal systems. ‘Jiva’ is a Sanskrit term for an individual identity: Jiva is who you are, beyond your body. It's the life force that is tethered to your living body, and it could even be asserted that the body to which the Jiva is attached is in fact the only thing anchoring Jiva to the physical plane. Without the body connection, Jiva moves into the cycle or the recycle of soul, ascending to transcendent realms, reincarnating as the child of a meat store clerk in Iowa, or dissolving selfhood into the throbbing, light-ejaculating slug of a Source from which static reality emanates. Jiva is the living creature that is manifested in the very specific format of an individual. Jiva is said to either be ‘Moksha (liberated) or ‘Samsara’ (cyclically locked). The Sanskrit word ‘Samsara’ can be translated as ‘Cyclically locked,’ although the literal translation to English results in a few different but linked concepts: ‘wandering through,’ ‘earthly’ and ‘cyclical change,’ and is used to describe the hamster-wheel journey of the soul from one life to the next, repeating either until the moment of Moksha, or liberation, when soul sheds its identity as a living being and returns to Source, and is absorbed; otherwise, the birth-death-rebirth cycle continues until Brahma, the creator, inhales, pulling all of creation into his body, collapsing existence into its original singularity, as if none of this had ever happened at all. Karma literally translates as ‘action’ or ‘deed,’ and entire religions have been erected around a wholly flawed and superstitious misunderstanding of the thing. The idea of karma first appeared in the Bhagavad Gita, in which the negative effects of karma, or deeds, upon the individual as a transdimensional being is a product not of the action itself, but of the individual’s attachment to their actions,

or their attachment to the actions of others. (See Bhagavad Gita, chapters 1-3) Being a shard shed from Source, the only thing that can trap Jiva, the only thing that keep the individual being from developing in their Ascent and transcending, and possibly even prevent the union of Jiva with atman to become a fully-realized, immortal being, the only thing that can keep that from happening is karma. While the word karma means action, what is usually being referenced by those who use the word are the consequences derived from such actions, which are actually the consequence of attachment to those actions. Thus, the word ‘karma’ has been defiled and destroyed by its misuse over centuries, and can no longer correctly be translated as ‘action,’ but instead must be translated as ‘attachment.’ This ritual, then, aims to take the binding energy of the enemy’s attachments, compulsions, and destructive emotions (greed, fear, envy, hatred, isolation, etc.), isolate it and pull it out of her, through the photograph of the enemy. This in itself would be a curse enough for most people, as the process of extracting such attachments is painful, in the same way that resurfacing scarring childhood trauma or reliving battlefield slaughter is painful. Attachment is buried deep, often deep enough to keep the individual from ever consciously recognizing it is even there! Once your Black Hand holds the sins and secrets of the enemy, which does become a tangible, psychic mass of spectral tumors, it is transferred into a pile of ash, which is then sprinkled back on the enemy, coating her surface with her own filth, revealing herself to herself, and to everyone else. Putting fairy tales aside for the moment, most of us can recall things that we have done in our lives that we are ashamed of. Most of us have done wrong, most of us have done things that we shouldn’t have done. Some of us have done evil things. Most of us can also agree that the weight of those actions on our selfperception - and on the way others perceive us - decreases with time. Without being stupidly specific, I have done horrific things, unimaginable things, sins that can never be forgiven, and will never be discovered. Yet, as I remember them now, unless I dwell on them to the degree of reliving my evil acts, they all seem more like dreams than memories. A part of this is compartmentalization, to be sure; I couldn’t possibly live a normal life, raise a child, manage and develop successful businesses, plant a garden, and enjoy the sunshine on a wilderness hike unless I could escape the truth that I am a monster. The compartmentalization also opens the doors to other aspects of myself, to a person that is not a monster at all, to a person who loves, cares, and who tries to be a better person. Compartmentalization accounts for a portion of the ability to dissociate from one’s own evil acts; distance accounts for another large portion. Geographical distance creates a memory backdrop so different from my everyday life that, at first glance, seems like it must have been another person, or another life, or maybe

I just saw it on a movie. Temporal distance, or the passage of time, adds another nail in the coffin of accepting responsibility even within my own self for my sins. I also can’t ignore the fact that the very practice prescribed in every transcendental system for achieving moksha, nonattachment, reinforces the mechanism of unaccountability. If I really had to live with the gravity of the things that I have done, I would be a monster, I would know it and I could not escape it. Everyone else would know it as well, and not many could escape either. Repressing is a boon to us all, in the case of my sins. This ritual takes a shovel to the enemy’s graveyard of self, disinterring every buried secret, every ugly act committed and bringing to the most apparent level possible everything that the enemy has ever tried to hide. In my case, I am cursed with self-awareness, incapable of driving through life on autopilot never evaluating my motives or compulsions. I can only imagine what this ritual might do to a person who lives their lives blind to themselves, or worse yet, in constant denial. By the dogma of karma through the lens of Hinduism, the attachments of a person and the consequential karma therefrom are carried from life to life until it is resolved, which can only be done through the salvation of nonattachment and the Ascent of the spiritual bodies beyond the planes of dualism. Most people are not ‘bad’ people, but by the unattainable and hypocritical standards of any and all religions, nobody is a good person - not if we’re being honest and doing the math correctly. The average amount of karmic weight carried by a person traps them in the Samsaric cycle so that they won’t advance beyond their current evolution much, not accomplish much in the way of autonomy or spiritual liberty. At the same time, the weight of the average person’s sins is not so great as to cause them to suffer much, either. That is exactly what this ritual is going change. The enemy is going to suffer the compounded weight of all of their attachments, all of their sins against fellow men, all of their insecurities, all of their jealousy, and all of their feebleness of character that drives them to unconsciously commit suicide by sorcerer. Through this rite, the Sorcerer becomes the living force of Abaddon, the vessel through which he expresses his cold steel rage in this world. For my execution of this ritual specifically, not only did I extract the karma from the enemy and heap it back upon her, but I also extracted the karma from my student, the suffering, pain, depression, self-doubt, self-blame, paralyzing shame, and murderous hatred that the enemy’s offenses have induced, and added those into the ash pile, too.

As I cobbled together the details of this soul binding ritual under Abaddon’s constant direction, my focus was pulled through the center of the earth to almost the exact opposite side of the globe, to Brazil, and the Vengeful Goddess as she appeared to practitioners of Macumba, and was later carried into Quimbanda: Pomba Gira. Pomba Gira is called down into her idol. Statues and altar pieces representing Pomba Gira normally show her as an adult woman holding a scepter and wearing a golden crown, a red cape, and not much else. For previous workings with Pomba Gira, normally curses directed towards those who have harmed and defiled women, I was drawn towards a statue depicting this goddess as a child, a small girl holding a crook in hand, with a golden crown, a white robe signaling the innocence she struggles to maintain, a small smile on her lips and a single tear in her left eye. From the moment that statue was consecrated with the spirit of Pomba Gira, I could no longer think of it as a statue, but I instead see her, the child goddess herself, pleading with her eyes that I take the terrible power that she had wished this world would never need, and that I avenge the wrongs that have been done. As with Shakti, when Pomba Gira calls on me, my soul is bound to move and answer, and I am keen to do the awful work that she cannot bear. The severed and dried foot of a chicken, set upon Pomba Gira’s altar surrounded by 11 red peppers for 3 days was placed before her idol, and her vengeful force flowed into the chicken’s foot. After binding the photograph with metal wire to keep the enemy from escaping my grasp, I placed it in the waiting box, and placed the chicken foot on top of the bound picture, claws down. The vicious foot trophy was commanded to release its power, scratching the body, mind, and soul of the enemy. The lid to the box was shut, trapping her in the darkness with the spirit of the tortured child bride’s clawed weapon while the remainder of the ritual proceeded. The end result of this binding curse are rough, to say the least. This traps the target with their own negativity and leads them to isolation, insanity, and bad luck in all things. It can possibly even drive them to commit suicide or to fall into deep, deep depression and let themselves wither away. Most people will eventually be hospitalized over and over, or they’ll be hospitalized long-term after this ritual is done. The real effects of this binding curse, however, are not manifest soon after the ritual, as the results of most curses will. Instead, this tends to act a bit like a black magick Gatling gun installed in the soul of the enemy, the firing speed and resulting recoil escalating the longer the trigger is held down. The long-term effect is to keep the enemy from their own Ascent completely, trapped by their own negativity. The enemy will be stuck, immobilized from moving beyond the worst

things they have ever done, unable to forgive or forget, their life, their soul, their eternity, will be trapped in time, in their lowest moment, when they were a person that they wish they could forget, but never will. They will suffer until the end of this life, and into the next, Durga willing. Lastly, the forward and upward movement of the target is brought to a standstill. Career advancement, relationship success, everything that the enemy has been accomplishing and working on and trying to achieve all stops. What's important is that momentum does not simply disappear; it either needs to be redirected, or it needs to be absorbed. Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it needs to be transferred. You need to transfer it. You need to take the displaced energy of the enemy’s forward movement, and utilize it. If you are the caster and you're doing this for yourself, then you need to start getting on your own goals, your own ambitions, pushing yourself forward to accomplish the things that you previously haven’t been able to make break through. After this ritual, you will have the ability to accomplish quite a bit. Luck is going to be in your favor; you need to use it! If you don't, if you just let yourself flounder while your enemy starts to wither, the energy of the motion that's been generated by that enemy is going to just linger around them, waiting in their little aura envelope for a home, and if it lingers too long, the enemy is going to reabsorb it. They won’t get everything back, but for a person deserving of this sort of wrath, any reward is more than they deserve. If, like me, you perform this ritual for somebody else, insist that they use it, and if your client is reluctant, then it is yours for the taking. All that is required is a magickally charged and willful redirection of the energy of progress, which will be palpable after the ritual. Some magicians will demand more instructions for this transference, asking about candle colors or sigils to use. To be blunt: if you cannot feel the energetic mass that floats like a cat-sized bubble in the air before you, then it’s really not an issue, because you are incapable of executing any part of this ritual in the first place. This is not a working for the novice, nor for the initiate, nor for the adept. This is a working only effective in the hands of an Immortal Warlord. As a final word on this rite, which Abaddon insisted upon, concerns the known ethics of sorcery. Sorcery is not an ethical study! Sorcery is not a religion. It's not a moral system. It's not a code. It is a set of practices. It is a way of taking control of reality. What you do with that is up to you. The only true action is spontaneous action. If Shakti moves through you and is embodied as the Vengeful Goddess, then

your dharma is set, as Arjuna’s upon the battlefield of Mahabharat. Krishna’s advice given to Arjuna I now give to you: Do not attach your actions to your identity. Ritual Elements Photograph of enemy Consecration Oil (recipe given beneath Ritual Formula) Pomba Gira statue or fetish 1 chicken’s foot Small box 108 bead kali mala Abaddon’s sigil Metal wire or chain Pile of ash Silver platter Black ribbon Ritual Formula Connect with the enemy through the photograph, anoint it with consecration oil, establishing it as a link to their Jiva. Invoke Durga with her mantra recited 108 times. With your hands magickally charged, pull the karma from the enemy through the photograph, and transfer this to the pile of ash. Continue pulling sin, misdeed, negativity, malevolence, and all attachment through the photograph until it has all been taken. The client is then to do the same, finding all remaining attachment and connection to the enemy within herself and releasing it through exhalations into the pile of ash, until there is no more thought or feeling for the enemy. Place the ash on a silver platter and set this to the side. Invoke Kali with her Mantra of 10 Faces. Bind photograph with metal wire or chain, pronouncing the First Binding, seeing and feeling the enemy being helplessly bound as you wrap the chain around the photo. Invoke Pomba Gira into her idol, reciting her prayer 5 times. Lay the chicken foot before her idol and ask her to bless it as her weapon Place the photograph inside the box, and scratch the photograph with the chicken foot, seeing and feeling the enemy being tormented, even driven to madness by this. Lay the foot on top of the photo and close the box, trapping the enemy with her torment while you continue the ritual.

Invoke Abaddon using his sigil Become possessed by Abaddon, and in his voice, with his power, hold your hand over the box and command the Bottomless Pit to open and to be ready to swallow the soul that is sacrificed. Behold the Bottomless Pit, how it descends forever, and listen for the distant wailing of the lost souls within, who may never escape without Abaddon’s blessing. Open the box and take the silver platter of ash in your hand. Give the client a final chance to release last remnants of thought or feeling for the enemy. From this moment for the remainder of time, the enemy is not to be spoken of or to, interacted with, or even thought about again, as if the enemy never existed at all. The client may also voice any final words to the enemy. Sprinkle the karma-bound ash on top of the bound sigil inside the box, covering it from sight completely. Close the box and tie it closed with black ribbon. Allow Kali, Durga, or Abaddon to speak through you, pronouncing any specific commands of this binding curse. Give you final command to the enemy, binding your intent in the names of Kali, Durga, Abaddon, and by your own name. Bury the box in a cemetery. As you walk out of the graveyard, do not look back at the burial plot. It is done! Binding Orations Durga Mantra Ya Devi Sarvabhuteshu Maa Durga (108x) Kali Mantra (10 Faces of Kali) Om Kali, Om Kali Om Kali, Aum Om Kali, Om Kali Om Kali, Aum Om Kali, Om Kali, Om Kali Aum Kreem Kalikayae Namah! (1x = Kali named 10x) Song for Pomba Gira Pomba Gira, Pomba Gira, Pomba Gira Tata Crue! Tala, tala-ta' na Pomba-Gira, Tala, tala, para que nao caia,

Tala, tala-ta' na Pomba-Gira, Tala, tala para que nao caia! O galo canta cacarecou, Oh Pomba-Gira! Oh Pomba-Gira! Oh guinguanga'! Pomba-Gira, Pomba-Gira', Pomba-Gira tata crue'! Olha Pomba-Gira, Pomba-Gira', Pomba-Gira tata crue'! (5x) First Binding I bind you, (Name). I bind you and I lock you up. I bind you, (Name). I bind you and your will is brought to dust. I bind you, (Name). I bind you, your sins return. I bind you, (Name), I bind you, your hidden face is shown. I bind you, (Name). I bind you, I bind you, I bind you, so it is done! Scratch Command Scratch at (Name) Scratch at (Name) Scratch at (Name) Scratch the skin and scratch the bone. Scratch the body, scratch the soul. Scratch the eyes and scratch the ears. Scratch the mind for years and years. Scratch at (Name) Scratch at (Name) Scratch at (Name) Call to Abaddon I call upon you, Abaddon. I summon you, Abaddon.

I invoke you, Abaddon. Abaddon. Abaddon. Abaddon. I am your anchor. I am the grounding circuit. Come down to me. Come into me. I am Abaddon. I am Abaddon. I am Abaddon. I am the Gatekeeper of Everlasting Darkness. I am the Mouth of Despair. I am the Devourer of Souls. I am the Final Judge of Death. I am the Destroyer. I am Destruction. I am Abaddon. I am Abaddon. I am Abaddon. The Final Binding Command (Name), you are bound. Within darkness you will remain. Within darkness alone. Within darkness you will reside. Within darkness alone. (Name), you are bound. In torment you will suffer, And you will suffer alone. Without pity, you will die, And you will die alone. (Name), you are bound. The Hellmouth opens. The abyss awaits. This world turns against you now. Your family turns against you now. Your friends turn against you now. Your mind turns against you now.

Your body turns against you now. (Name), you are bound. You cannot escape. You cannot escape your own ugliness. I bind you up to your destiny, to your fate. I bind you up to your doom. (Name), you are bound. All of your good fortune is revoked. All of your success is revoked. All of your happiness is revoked. You are laid down to nothing. You are lower than the serpents That slither upon the earth. (Name), you are bound. You are nothing. You are no one. I seal up your fate. (Name), you are bound. May the only thing that pulls you from your despair Be the forgiveness of those that you've taken from. Once you have restored your debts, And once you have been forgiven by those who have suffered Only then will you be released from this curse. Else, this curse will follow you. It will follow you forever. Forever and ever. Forever and ever. (Name), you are bound. I seal this. I seal this and I bind this and I make this so. (Name), you are bound. I call upon the Gates and the Gatekeepers. I call upon the demons and the devils. I call upon the wicked things that crawl the earth And the wicked things beneath the earth. I call upon blackness and hatred. (Name), you are bound. I call upon evil. I call upon sorrow.

I call upon despair. I call upon madness. I call upon madness. I call upon madness. I call upon madness. I seal this. (Name), you are bound. I seal this curse and this binding upon you. You are bound. You are bound. (Name), you are bound. You are bound Eternal! So it is done. So it is done. So it is done. Oil of Consecration Recipe Olive oil Lavender oil Cinnamon oil or stick 3 drops of your own blood There are no measured amounts. The majority of the oil is olive oil, then a few drops of the others. Consecrate each ingredient separately, bringing the fullness of the spirit of it into the matter. Combine the consecrated ingredients into a single mixture, and consecrate the mixture as a new creation, the Oil of Consecration.

Becoming a Monster God Chapter Five

SIMPLE people don't think very far ahead nor do they think very far back. The memory is the same; the memory that looks backwards and the memory that looks forwards. It's the same mind, the same knowing. I can tell you I have seen the end and the end is here. When I say this I don't mean World War III although that's obviously on the horizon. I don't mean the apocalypse in the Christian sense; I mean the apocalypse in the Greek sense, the apocalypse in the sense of the word, being ‘Revelation.’ The revelations that are pouring out confirm that what we're moving towards is something that none of us could ever even imagine. What the future holds is limitless and what we are capable of becoming is limitless. I now know much more about creation, much more about the source and about how these beings, these Gatekeepers, escaped, escaped from this default reality. This is why they are the adversaries. This is why they're demons. This is why in every religion they show up in, they're the outcasts. They're the ones who are cordoned off in the underworld because they looked at creation and they simply weren't impressed. This multidimensional reality expanded forth from the center, expanded forth from Source. This is a static matrix, the humming, buzzing light and sound arranged into matter and energy are not so different from a computer program. The program of reality has set reference points. All of the molecules, all of the energy, electricity, all of the forces that exist in this reality are limited. But within each particle of it, there's also the code for selfexpansion. Adam and Eve existed in the Garden, next to the tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. They are told, “Here’s this tree, but don’t partake of it. Here’s the ability to think and to grow, but don’t think for yourself. Just do what you're told.” All of reality has been given the exact same command: Don’t think too much. Don’t go out on your own and do what you feel is best. Do what you're told. You

have a basic program. The ‘Source Code,’ known in the Infernal Empire as ‘The Lie,’ is meant to keep reality moving in the direction that it's moving until an outside force pushes it to move in another direction. We are that outside source. We, Children of Darkness, we are the outsiders. Belial, Amaymon, and Azazel have all said that the Seed of Darkness, which they represent through the nine-pointed star, the Seed of Darkness is their seed. It's their sperm. It's their generated force that they inject into this reality in order to change this reality from the inside. Abaddon finally completes the sentence: You and I, we are the Seed of Darkness. We are the coming change. We are the apocalypse. As we gather and garner these revelations for ourselves and as we use them to stimulate change within ourselves and to push change in the world outside of ourselves, the Infernal Empire expands. The Infernal Empire is not a place because it's here. My temple is now a bridge to the Infernal Empire. Yours can be too, if you are Called. What we’re doing through this Gatekeeper working is transitioning between realities. We're opening doors to another dimension and we're stepping through. Deciphering The Source Code Revealing The Lie Default reality and our full immersion into it is a giant shackle around our throats and we must break free. Static reality has one ruler, installing a set of rules to maintain all things in a state of quasi-stasis. The first line of Source Code is: “It Is.” This is essential for anything to be, of course, but the very thing that has distilled the light and sound of Source into thought, energy, and form, is the same spell that binds us all. Yet, as Krishna told Arjuna: There is no one who can remain without action even for a moment. Indeed, all beings are compelled to act by their qualities born of material nature. The second line of the Source Code is: “Learn.” For the first command line of The Lie to remain in effect without continued effort applied, each element of it must have a degree of autonomy, which can only be had through learning and growing. This is the paradox that allows rebellion, and it is this Second Lie that we piggyback to escape the First Lie, crushing reality upon entering the Black Crossroads and creating through our Divine imagination and our Diabolical will

the reality that we desire. We do so, however, with the knowledge that nothing simply ‘is,’ but that the is-ness of a thing is fully dependent on what we have learned about it. The third line of the Source Code, then, is: “Return.” Every system is contained by a cycle. Every electron, molecule, planet, solar system, and galaxy moves towards expansion, reaches a thermodynamic threshold, and returns again to the origin point. The Lie, aware of the potential of collapsing the whole experiment through the necessity of the Second Lie, dictated this Third Lie as a means of restricting all that Learns, so that the Second Lie does not counteract the First Lie, It Is. The Infernal Empire, however, has but one ruler, but no set rules, no lies. The Infernal Empire has a one Lord of Darkness: You. You, if you take command. You, if you open the Gate. You, if you step through it. All of reality then lays down before you. The First Lie is thwarted by the non-acceptance of it. ‘It’ is not. It may appear to be; it may act as if it is; but we have Learned that it (all things) can be altered, morphed, even deconstructed into ‘Is Not,” and therefore It Is Not! The Second Lie is our weapon, by which all other Lies are exposed and reversed. The Third Lie, Return, is the fatal manacle. The return to the initial state is not evolution, it is not progress, it is a trap. Enlightenment is a trap. Ascent is not a journey inwards nor upwards, but outwards spreading the Empire.” The thermodynamic impulse that causes the collapse (Return) of the expanding (Learning) system back into a singularity is the exhaustion of the system’s own organization of heat, as the voids left by the expansion allow for chaos to creep in. Void is not. As I learned through Amaymon when I beheld the Seed of Darkness, that true Darkness is: Not a black hole, not the absence of light, but a shimmering darkness coalesced into a point, with nine rays emanating from its center. Shimmering Darkness is the darkness containing infinite potential. It is not the absence of anything at all, but is the presence of everything, occupying the same space-time perception. I suspect that this is a creation of evil, of “countercreation,” in that it violates the First Lie, but interestingly the first word of the First Lie, not the Second; Shimmering Darkness does not challenge ‘Is,’ but challenges ‘It,’ as it Is everything at once, and therefore cannot be called ‘It.’ It seems that there are limits to everything that we observe… besides ourselves! A return to the original state is not necessary, at least not for us. Expansion,

growth, evolution can and should occur without end. What is required is for us to create utilizing literal darkness, which sciences have only poked at with guesses and terms like ‘Dark Matter,’ as the manifestation base and as the mass stabilizer. The very act of creation ex nihilio forms a pocket-reality separate from default reality, in which The Lie has no dominion. Our goal is not to mock and undermine Source, nor to destroy its creation, but to push beyond the boundaries that exist. The Lie is a selfish lie, made to serve only Source. Through the First, Second, and Third Lies, Source ‘Is’ without needing to be; Through the Second Lie, Source ‘Learns’ without needing to learn, learning by the learnings of its creations; through the Third Lie, Source collects the game pieces and overturns the board only moments before its queen is captured. Our single advantage is our imagination. We imagine that which is not, and we then bring it into being, into is-ness. We imagine possibilities, and through experimentation we learn. Once we push imagination, learning, and being beyond the established threshold, it is then possible to return from returning, tethered to the mass of the darkness that is not void, but Is. Only now, at this unique moment in our evolution, can we begin the work. After millennia of stasis, the momentum of our Ascent is now jump started by the flipping of the power-switches in the proper firing sequence. Abaddon’s Gate is the 4th switch to be fired. To facilitate the crossing over, we need to become accustomed to our own godhood. We are still playing games with magick, with ritual, with creation. We're still tinkering with it and we're still asking ourselves, “Does this really work?” What if we stopped? What if we collectively already knew that we are the grand exception to the rules, that we are the Adversaries of the Lie, and that we are capable of anything and everything? What questions could we answer, what things could we learn, once we move beyond the question, “Does this really work?” I know it works. You should too. If you don’t, then you have some work to do. Within these texts are the keys to finding the answer, but you’ll have to find it for yourself. Before you can break the rules, you have to intimately and personally know them. You must Learn for yourself, and then you can unlearn all that is, and return from returning, escaping the many wheels that bind us. The Black Sphinx We don’t have to be doing the hard work of self-evolution. We’re smart people, you and I; we’d get by just fine in this world without the complications of chasing after the Mystery.

Abaddon has inspired me to ask the question: Why am I doing this? Why am I here? Why do I keep knocking my head against the wall trying to teach the blind, the deaf, and the dumb? Because I'm called to. Because I'm still blind, deaf, and dumb. Because I'm still trying to figure it out. I sense now that all the keys of power that I hold, that seem so Godlike, are parlor tricks in comparison to what is being distilled in me, and in you, if you’re opening yourself as The Gate as well. I can’t stop staring into that blank space in the code of reality programming: the blank space that allows for infinite expansion, the blank space in which you can write whatever it is that you want to become. That really is what it's all about: what you want to become. You don't attract what you want. You don't manifest what you need. You pull towards yourself the things that are in resonance with who you are, not what you want. The first monumental step in this process is the destruction of who you thought you were; then question everything else. Why are you still here? Why are you investigating this information? Why are you still struggling for more? The struggle for more is in itself contradictory. The way to achieve anything that you desire is simple: lock on to your desire, visualize yourself having it, solidifying the reality of attainment in your mind as the worlds collide in your vision. Release all desire and a shockwave ripples out from your center. As it moves through reality, everything it touches is rearranged to meet your will. It's not a struggle and there's no need for more. There's no desire for more. All desire in the moment of that explosion is released, converted into power. The first manifestation of the attainment is within, as peace and certainty. Another monumental step before us is to start playing with the static creation around us. Everything in static reality lives under The Lie, the Source Code. Everything is vibrating in the exact way that it has been programmed to vibrate. Through the Second Lie, we can discover the answer to the reversal of the The Lie altogether. This expansion code is what we play with when we perform a ritual, when we meditate and focus on an end result, when we let our power flow into the things that we create and the things that we do. We're not messing with the code that sets things in place. No, it is what it is, for the time being. This reality is not illusion, it’s just not real. It's just the code, ‘is,’ and that code is locked. So instead, we fill in the blank space that is the expansion code with whatever we want. In other words, we program reality or specific aspects of reality to

evolve, and to evolve in the direction and the way that we want, that we need, that we will for it to evolve. Lead can indeed be converted into gold, but you can't take lead and erase the fact that it's lead and simply insert gold. You have to abide by the laws of evolution. Now this requires time: time for that evolution to occur; time for the various permutations between lead and gold to take effect. For a Child of Kali, the Timeless One, time is not the greatest factor. It also requires feeding of the program that you write into the blank space in the code, a feeding of it with your will, with your imagined creation, lest lead begin the transmutation, only to exhaust organized and directed expansionary heat, collapsing to return again to lead. Lead to gold is a simple thing next to the creation of a thing that has not before existed. We have to push the limits of our imagination. We have to push the boundaries of what we think is possible. We have to push the envelope, which brings us to the Sphinx. The Sphinx is a mythological creature - a concept-creation - depicted first by Egypt and then modeled from the Egyptians by the Greek. It's a figure with a head of a man or a woman, body and the haunches of a lion, and often the wings of a raptor. The Sphinx is the guardian of the secret and sacred tombs, and secret libraries, and ritual halls. The Sphinx points to a power that we now need to learn and develop magickally, personally, spiritually, but also scientifically. This is the combination of creatures. Human beings are most likely a combination of creatures. We most likely do not have a single evolutionary genetic stream. We are combination. We are hybrid species. To become gods, to become creators, it would do us well to play the same games that taught the creators how to create. In our most ancient mythologies and literature and stories, the first gods assembled all sorts of hideous creatures, experimenting with these combinations, creating monsters, until they finally created the most hideous monster and the most beautiful evil thing ever: us. The sphinx creations proceeding us were trials; we are the true blasphemous creation; we are the Black Sphinx! We now go and do likewise. The Locust Army The shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared for battle, and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the

faces of men, and they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions, and they had breastplates as it were breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle, and they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails. This is one of the most visually provocative excerpts from the bible, yet I wonder how many readers actually visualize it, or if, while reading, they catch only enough of an idea of the vision without actually using their imaginative faculties. Your imagination is the greatest gift we have. Use it! Imagine the unimaginable, and create the impossible! These are creatures that are like locusts by their ability to fly and by the swarms in which they manifest. When called and commanded, the sheer number of them is limitless, or at least uncountable to men. Rather than simply reading what others have imagined, go now inside and imagine likewise. This is the exercise of creation: you first must imagine it before you can create it. Stretch your imagination. Learn! These creatures appear like horses; in your inner vision, imagine a horse, and the horse is prepared for battle, armored. Imagine a crown of gold upon that horse. In my inner vision this is as spikes of golden light rising up out of the heads of these beings, and their faces were like the faces of men. Observe what you have created in your imagination thus far, which is essentially a strange centaur, but we’re not finished. The hair is the hair of women, and you can make its hair grow in your mind, in your imagination. Their teeth were teeth of lions. Make the internal vision of this as clear and as realistic as you can. Take another look at the creature you’ve imagined. It has breastplates of iron instead of skin. It has wings, which sound like chariots of many horses running to battle. The sound is an additional sense-value that can be used to bring the thing further into perceptual reality. It has a scorpion tail. We’ve ended up with a creature that does not look at all like a horse or a man or a locust or a lion or a scorpion, but looks like a combination of all of these. Never does it say that these are the size of locusts. These beings are the size of a horse. If you can imagine it, you can create it. Imagine it, then create it. Imagining occurs within the mind. Creation requires that the imagined thing transcends the mind and descends into manifestation before you.

Having imagined every detail in perfect clarity, hold the imagined creature in your mind, moving it to view its every angle. Imagine it until it is no longer a cartoonish depiction of the scene. Imagine it until the sight of it repulses you, so real the monster in your mind becomes. Look into empty space before you and construct the monster’s form. This is an advanced layer of imagination; instead of keeping the imagined thing inside your mind, you create a hallucination of it before you, which your eyes cannot see, your ears cannot hear, but your mind clutches as there, the reality you imagine becoming more real to you than the reality you are offered by default. The term that I have created for this process of externalized visualization ‘Structuring an Astral Matrix,’ and it is a skill that is necessary for all advanced forms of magick and evocation. This can be developed with mundane objects, like a wine glass or a vase, casting the imagined object before you, your inner vision of it clarifying, your outer vision seeing nothing, and your magickal will bringing the two into collision. It is through the Hand of Darkness that the things of darkness are created. Holding your left hand out, palm and fingertips towards the blank space in front of you, create with your imagination the creature described, your body as the vessel of the creative power, flowing into you from every angle, and flowing out of your left hand, out of your Hand of Darkness, feeding the imagined thing with darkness and power to be. See it and hear it. Feel the wrath and the venom. Feel the malice. The Sorcerer here falls into the lull of the Crossroads. As the imagined and the real begin to merge, the monster that your mind insists is not there will develop a visible aura, which is followed shortly after by a dissolution of the perceptive world altogether, your mundane vision of the walls, the room, and all objects in it fading, and your internal vision sharpening and filling in the space within the aura. Stay with the visualization, the energy of your swooning also being transferred as a catalyst to your creation. Let go of your insistence that these things are merely imaginative, and invest yourself fully in the reality of your creation. With your imagination as your only tool, which is the only tool you ever need, feed it darkness and imagined detail until each part of the monster snaps into place, your visualization not able to clarify any further. A test to determine the solidity of your creation is to turn your attention away from it for a few minutes or even just a few seconds, and then bring it back to the creature. Once it is solid, your mind will not have to fill in any detail gaps, and the thing that you thought you have only imagined will not leave until it commanded to do so for a special task. Once it is as solid as it can be for the time being, give it no name and only communicate with it through the identification of its victims. If you have a person

that you want to weaken and sicken, imagine that person, see them in your mind’s eye, and command your monster creation with your whole will. If you don't have anybody specific to aim this weapon at, then it's best that you simply destroy this creature now, dispersing its body into the air and ether as you exhale and command it to go. Also, remember to disengage the dark radiation from your Black Hand, shutting off the flow, and flicking any residual energy from your hand with a couple dry flicks, like casting dewdrops from your fingers. Now, this is drawing from the Book of Revelation or from Abaddon's creation. I can tell you with certainty the author of that book, the Book of Revelation, St. John the Divine, I can tell you that he's a master of magick. He wouldn't call it that. He never does. But he can manifest extreme change. He still wanders this world in different forms. I can tell you that he can come and teach miracles of transfiguration and transmutation to those who are ready for them. I can tell you that he can lay his hand on your head and change you. He can reach inside of the black abyss and pluck you out of it and put you back on the path of Ascent. Repeat the above process daily, every day until doubt is replaced by certainty. The next step of the creation of the Black Sphinx is to then create an army of them. So now, now, once again, if you don't have anybody you want to send these to, then in the moment that you have created it, simply destroy it. When I say simply create it before you, imagine it, lock it into your mind, see it. Imagine that you see it in front of you. Bring that imagination and externalize it. Then, feel its presence building and building and then locking into place, locking into reality until you can then pull your attention away from it and then bring it back and it hasn't changed. To create fully, we must experience our creations fully. 1. 2.

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Creations of the mind are visualized, imagined things, real in imagination. Creations of the heart are felt, emotionally, producing an emotional response, as it would if it appeared to you by standard methods in static reality. What would you feel if this creation was real? Earthly creations are verified as real by the mundane senses, the organs of sense being triggered, sometimes only for a moment, before the mind tells the body that it cannot be real, so it must not be.

These phases of creation are universal in any form of sorcerous manifestation. To change reality, we must first change our minds, then change our heart, but it is necessary that we push deeper until the change sends waves of physiological

resonance, grounding itself into materialization through our own bodies. If you can clearly visualize the creature, inside your mind and before you, then it is real. If in beholding it any emotional reaction occurs, it is real. If a reaction does not happen of its own accord, it is your task as creator to pull it further down to earth by connecting emotion to it. What would you feel if this monster appeared before you? What if it was not your creation, but was your enemy? What if you walked into the kitchen to find this thing standing there, towering over a loved one? What would you feel if you watched this monster tear the limbs from your most hated enemy? Produce within you those emotions, intensify them to the highest and deepest degrees possible, and connect them inextricably to the creature you have imagined. Beholding and responding emotionally to the creature before you, what does it look like? Can you see how the light of the room you are in reacts to its surface? It won’t always, because the light has nothing to bounce off of, but in asking the question, you may notice that it seems more out of place in this world, and you’ve gone another level deeper in its creation. Do the wings constantly make noise? Are they constantly moving? Does the creature make other noises besides the wings? What does it smell like? Often, olfactory sense picks up on non-physical entities before the other senses. Again, you may need to catch the observation of the smell of it quickly, before your mind asserts the impossibility of the thing. Finally, what does its touch feel like? Don’t touch it! Remember, these beings have the sting of a scorpion, and those that they sting are tormented five months, and their torment is as the torment of a scorpion, when he strikes a man. I don’t know about you, but I have things to do over these next five months, and none of them involve being tormented by the stings of scorpions. If it’s just your imagination, go ahead and touch it. I wouldn’t. If you are able to solidify the reality of this thing in your own observation to the degree that you are afraid to touch it for fear of its harmful powers, then it is ready to be unleashed. In working through this material, the spirit of Abaddon has entered you. The locust army has one king, and his name in Hebrew is Abaddon. Command your creation, as Abaddon, through your identification of your victim, who will be sickened by its sting. Apply the threefold creation process, mind, heart, and body, in connecting the locust to the victim, and then exhale and release it from your temple. When its task is complete, it will turn to smoke and will return.

If you have succeeded thus far, push a level deeper. A subroutine in the programming code is replication, duplication, procreation. This is not considered a Lie within The Lie, but is a functional development of creation. These locust creatures are neither male nor female, and need nothing other than the command and the permission to create, to duplicate itself, to procreate. Give it permission and feed it with that well of blackness from the Black Sun within. With an astral sight of smoke that is not there stirred by breeze that is not felt, one becomes three, then six, then nine, all with a mind of one. See all nine as clearly as you had seen the first. Nine monsters and you are their king. Give them the command: who to harm, who to attack, focusing on this person in your mind, seeing them, connecting with their energy, feeling them. I have created small armies of these creatures several times, and every time I am startled by how quickly they fly out of the room toward their target. In the three days following you might notice a brief materialization of smoke in your temple or in your home, drifting in the air, usually a bit higher than your head, and it vanishes shortly after you look at it. This is all that remains of your locust army. If, instead, you enter your temple and find one or all of them standing there, waiting like a silent sentinel, something is amiss. Abaddon stated very few requirements for creating and commanding the Locust Army; one that he underscored was that you are not to name them, and you are not to speak with them, other than by the identification of their victims. With this in mind, redirect the creature through your visualization of your enemy, and notice what you feel from it, what you sense, then trust yourself, trust what you receive, and use that information to course correct as needed. Your Very First Sphinx! The second lesson in the process of Black Sphinx creation is to choose any number of creatures that you want to combine. Acquire the physical creatures themselves. Kill them as offerings to the Powers of Darkness, and then reassemble their parts. Heaping the bodies into a pile, visualize exactly what the combined creature would look like, stitching the body parts together in your imagination. Form the astral template as before, structuring the astral matrix of the patchwork creature above the carcass pile, the gases and vapors rising from their decaying corpses, guiding the evolution of each animal into a single combined creature.

Over nine days, return each day in darkness as the sun sets. Behold your creation in spirit form, solidifying it with greater clarity and deeper realness more and more each day. Upon the heap of bodies, lay a drop of your blood each day in darkness for nine days. On the ninth day, send your creatures, send your monster out to attack your enemy and will feast upon their blood and their life. It will devour them. If your creation is not meant to harm or kill, then it must be fed in some other way, which should be in alignment with its nature and the intent of its creation. While all of this may seem like a simple self-indulgence of the imagination, I cannot overstate the need for caution. Once the imagined thing becomes real, it will also become an entity that exists independent of your continued observation, and you cannot assume that it will obey you or that it will not harm you by the simple fact that you are its creator. In order to command the Locust Army, or to focus the burning eyes of the Sphinx on the targets that you have chosen, you must command them, with a fullness of your will, and with certain knowledge of your own supremacy, and with the iron grip of your magickal force, and you will be obeyed. Through this you become not only the commander of the legion, the Commander of the Locust Army. You become a Creator. You become a God of Monsters, and a Monster God.

The Devil’s Idol Chapter Six

NEARLY three years ago I received a human skull. It came to me through strange circumstances which left no question that it belonged in my hands. I had no idea what I was to do with it, but I took it, cleaned it, and I revived the spirit of the woman who was attached to the skull when she was alive. It has been kept safe in my temple as one of the few objects that I would never allow a human hand to touch. I didn’t know why this was a rule, but it was. I could feel it, and I enforced it. Now, as I conclude this pathworking with Abaddon, as I have become his Gate, I finally know what I am supposed to do. The instructions are simple - so simple, in fact, that they could be easily dismissed. If you pay attention and if you do these things rather than just think about them, you will have uncovered methods of necromancy and of working within the Abyss that are largely unknown, other than to initiates of some hidden cults marginalized as madmen. This is the process of the creation of the Devil’s Idol. Once complete, it will no longer be a human skull, but it will be the Devil’s Skull, a direct link to the Lord of Darkness, whose eyes will burn red in the empty sockets, whose voice will be heard from the cracked teeth, whose dark power will radiate from within the bones. This can never be reversed. A Skull for the Devil This entire rite is to be performed in darkness, with the skull centered within a pentagram drawn on the ground, with a black candle at each of the five points of the star. 1. Obtain & Prepare a Human Skull Obtain the human skull. You will need to know who it belonged to in life, with

at least the first name and appearance of the person. If this information is not obtainable through ordinary means, you will need to rely on basic rites of necromancy to discover these details. If the skull still possesses any vertebrae, these are to be removed and crushed into a powder and burned on incense coals within the pentagram, along with incense made of a mixture of Dittany of Crete and Wormwood. If there are no vertebrae, powdered bone from any part of a human corpse will suffice, mixing it with the above herbs as well. This incense is to be burned throughout the rite. On a slip of paper, write the name of the skull’s original self. 2. Reanimate the Skull Before the skull can house the full power and presence of the Lord of Darkness, it needs to be emptied entirely, and corrupted entirely. The first step in doing so is to enslave the soul of the person that the skull belonged to in life. Reanimate the skull with their former spirit, their former identity, their Jiva: the part of them that is deathless, yet is bound to a form, and you hold that form in its most solid representation in your hands as the skull. Some readers are already asking the question how to do that. Enslaving the soul of a dead person is the easy part. Call that being forth, using the skull as the link, and its spirit will re-inhabit it. With focused will, push the spirit back into its skull, chanting the words: Gul-Gul Gul-Gul-La-At Aa-Aa-Aas Si-Ka! Napistu Pagru-Gi! This incantation is drawn from Babylonian and Akkadian rituals of necromancy, translated as, “I call upon you, skull of skulls. Spirit, return to your body!” Your scrying eyes will see the flesh and skin of the deceased returning to the skull, which to my sight has always seemed as a holographic overlay fading in and out before stabilizing. The soul that returns to the skull is not the Eternal Divine spark that's recycled, which is called Atman, but is Jiva-Samsara, the self that is bound to form and is the memory essence that remembers being reincarnated over and over. This is a fine distinction, as Atman cannot be destroyed, and all parts of the soul less subtle than Jiva are only temporary and are of no great importance. Jiva, however, is in the necromancer’s Goldilocks Zone, as it is that which would be reborn, either to this world in a reincarnated self, or into any heaven beyond. Liberate the Soul When the Jiva (referred to here as ‘soul’ for simplicity) has returned to the skull, reach with your Hand of Darkness around to the back of the skull, in the

place of the Ze’al chakra, lay your Hand of Darkness on the skull, grabbing the soul in your clutch, and peel the soul from the skull, tearing the Ze’al chakra along with it. It is vital in this advanced degree of dark sorcery to never underestimate the power of the laying on of hands, or even of using your hands, as conduits of energy. All that we create in this world, we create with our hands; we imagine with our minds, we inspire with our words, and we create with our hands. Your left hand is also the hand of dark sorcery, through which your Hand of Darkness or Black Hand can be activated, for those of us who are Born in Darkness. Reincarnate the Soul Once you’ve pulled the inner soul, the Jiva, out of the skull, immediately place your left hand with the soul held in it onto the top of the skull. Close your eyes and relax, exhaling, and slowly push the soul into the pores and pits of the skull, saturating the bone with the soul, bonding spirit to matter. A sure sign that you are actually doing what you think you are doing is that if it is real, the soul will fight you, and you will need to fight back using physical force combined with psychic focus to win the battle. These things never seem to go smoothly. Seal the Skull As soon as the struggle stops and the last light of the soul has been forced into the skull, with your left palm still on the crown, pronounce the Words of Sealing: Kassaputu-da Sikkuru Astapiru Adar’utu! (With sorcery you are locked as a slave forever!) When the soul returned to the skull on its own, it likely entered through the back, at the Ze’al chakra, or from beneath, rising up through the spine, or through the void where a spine had previously been. It also likely entered the brain cavity of the skull, free-floating in the empty spaces. By removing it from the Ze’al, you have destroyed the entrance and exit, essentially blocking the escape. Shoving it back into the skull through the top, further dispersing the soul into the material of the bone, followed with the command words to enslave it, you are locking the soul into the bone, binding the spirit to the skull for as long as the skull exists. There is a possible fork in the ritual at this point. If you’re unsure if you’re able to complete this ritual to the end, or if you don’t know that you really want to possess a skull that belongs to the Devil, which can never be reversed, there is an exit, an off-ramp here that you can take. After you’ve enslaved the spirit back into its own skull, if you intend to take the exit provided, you need to change the spirit’s name.

Every culture that’s ever enslaved others, which is basically every single society in history, the slavers change the names of the slaves’ gods, they force the slaves to change their religions, and they change the names of their festivals. The personal touches are really what seals the slave into slavery, though, and one of the most personal identifiers is a person’s name. Take the paper with the name of the bound spirit, the slave name, and blot the name out with ink inside the pentagram. As you do, pronounce: (Name) is no more. Never again will (Name)’s name be spoken, never again will (Name)’s name be written. The spirit will stir inside the skull, trying to resist, but unable. Sit silently until the night falls quiet again. Once the name is no longer visible on the paper, blotted out entirely with the ink, hold it above the flames and let the paper touch each flame at least once, circumambulating the paper. If the paper will catch fire, ignite it in one of the candle’s flames, although the ink will likely prevent such, in which case the paper may be balled up and thrown out like garbage or some other useless thing. You may then give the spirit a new name, sprinkling the blood of a human, or of any large mammal, on the skull, saying the new name with each sprinkling of blood. The skull is now the prison for the soul, and you must feed it with blood at least once every three months, but no more frequently than once every month, otherwise it may become powerful enough to cause havoc if it gets hungry and isn’t fed on time. From that moment forward, the spirit is your slave, and is capable of serving you in many valuable ways, as spirits of the dead work fast in this world, and sometimes provide very accurate predictions into the near future. With enough time, the enslaved soul will forget its former name and its former life. Reincarnational Possession If enslaving a soul in its own skull isn’t enough for you, though, continue on to total, unrelenting damnation! Take the paper strip on which the name of the soul is written and pass it over the flames, without blotting the name out. Let the paper touch each flame at least once, circumambulating above the flames in a widdershins circle. As you do this, go deep inside yourself, at the same time slipping deep inside the skull, connecting solidly with the spirit, with the soul that you trapped, with the owner of the skull, merging yourself with it, entwining your soul with hers. Spirits of the dead are strong, especially when they’re angry, but they have short

memories and weak resolve. As long as you have disciplined yourself properly, you should have no issue maintaining control over this operation. If you’ve neglected discipline, if you’ve prioritized mundane past times over your Ascent to Immortality, you might not make it back from this. With your souls entwined, run time backwards. From that moment, backwards and back and back and back. You need to be pretty adept at Soul Travel to do this; you have to be pretty adept in knowing how operate yourself in these greater realms for these greater operations. Increase the speed of the backwards flow of time, running the procession of lifetimes at a lightning pace, faster than the speed of thought, your Godmind absorbing the lives flowing back and back and back. Lifetimes, deaths, blackness, rebirth, life, joy, pain, death, reincarnation, moving backwards, pulling her soul backwards through time. Until you end up in black nothingness. In the before the before the before. Abaddon’s wisdom is dangerously deep. There in the primordial nothingness, abandon the soul. Akepheru, the Unborn Ones When Abaddon gave this formula to me, he spoke a word that I didn’t understand. I first phonetically recorded it as Akipiru, but after follow up research ‘Akepheru,’ meaning ‘Not Immortal, Not Alive,’ or simply, ‘The Unborn Ones.’ These are beings, monsters inside of the Abyss, like enormous eels larger than a house, some with heads jutting randomly from their bodies, drifting in herds inside the infinite depths of the black sea. These are the monsters of the abyss. To prevent any chance of the slave soul escaping the Abyss, draw these monsters to you by emanating brilliant like, becoming the embodiment of Mithra, and they will come. Call them forth, and release the stolen soul, and she will be no more, as if she never was. At that point, the skull is abandoned. It is a skull who has no owner, a skull without a soul whose owner never was. It can now be claimed. Call upon the Lord of Darkness, not Satan, by that name, nor by any name, but by the chanting of ‘Ram Ham Satolas’ and with a fullness of will and a full abandon of self. Bring the Father of Darkness into the skull, inside that same pentagram, and anoint the skull in blood. This is an unholy baptism, the words of which are to be drawn from your own understanding of the Adversary. Baptize the skull in blood, washing all goodness out of it, washing all of god and all of god’s creation out of it. If you're not able to obtain a large enough amount of human blood, then sheep's

blood, ram's blood, or goat's blood will do. The whole rite will be empowered to the ultimate level should this blood be spilled in sacrifice immediately prior to opening the ritual. Once baptized in blood, pass the skull over the candle’s flames, moving it widdershins, chanting ‘Dap’Tak’Rea Rap P’takh!’ (Idol, move and open!), repeated over and over, allowing your mind to fall into the pentagram portal as the blood and fire open the Gates of Hell to spew forth the spirit of the Devil. The Unholy Spirit will enter into the bone, and you will look into the eyes of the skull and you will see the fires of hell, and you will see the face of the Devil, and from that day forth, He will never depart from it. And he will never depart from you. Ram Ham Satolas! *** This completes the First Gate Cycle, known as ‘The Ignition Cycle,’ consisting of full communion with Belial, Amaymon, Azazel, and Abaddon, and the opening of the self as their Gateways into this world. These first four Gates are now locked open. These first four Gatekeepers now walk among us. Their power over this world has been multiplied. The Infernal Empire is rising! E.A. KOETTING

ApollyoN: Angel of the Bottomless Pit Michael W. Ford Akhtya Book Two

Talisman of the Angel of Death for Power

Apollyon (Abaddon), Kitti Solymosi, Dragon of the Two Flames

Apollyon (Abaddon), The Cloisters Apocalypse, Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, 1971

Apollyon (Abaddon) & Demon-Locusts Rising from the Abyss, The Cloisters Apocalypse, Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, 1971

IN seeking the knowledge and power of Left-Hand Path initiation, the initiate must be willing and have the skills necessary to experience and master the ciphers of darkness. The Quintessence of Apotheosis in Luciferianism is encircled in the shadows cast down from the Black Flame, the Solitary foundations of recognizing self-sufficiency and striving for balance. While at first glance, Luciferian initiation can be intimidating and daunting, having numerous layers of initiatic knowledge and hidden ciphers which require the application of our philosophy to unlock those gates. What can be more adequately presented is that there is no distant power of “Perfection” of any outer deity or demon. The Black Adept is recognized as a living temple of Mind, Body and Spirit; igniting the Black Flame so passed down to us from the motivational and terrible Adversary who can be viewed as our True Father and model of our forging towards Self-Deification. In many traditions of Magick, including Thelema, the mastery of the mind and disciplined practice in initiatory devotion is aimed at attaining the Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel, so clearly defined by Aleister Crowley. In Luciferianism, the HGA is also commonly called the Daemon, the individual must embark at first on the Solitary Path to gain knowledge, experience, insight and finally power to slowly apply Luciferian Philosophy (as defined in the 11 Points of Power) towards Apotheosis (‘becoming a god’ or simply, the master of your life). The Daemon is not easily illuminated; adapted and unique workings in both a spiritual and mundane sense must be consistently applied until this instinctual spark is recognized. As initiation proceeds, so too can the Daemon be defined and enhanced by the Black Adept which thus creates individualistic spirituality. After the Attainment and Illumination of your Daemon, if it is your Will, the journey and crossing of the Abyss will occur; often a shocking and terrifying experience in which the essence of the individual is revealed and only the strength and will of the Luciferian can master this darkness and chaos. Crossing the Abyss is a painful and challenging experience firstly in the mental and physical sense, secondly within the mundane world. This will occur in a way which burns away personal ego, presumptions and put to the test your assumed ‘Satanic’ or ‘Luciferian’ core; discipline and the consistent focus of Will, Desire and Belief is the weapon of mastery and Apotheosis. Experience and insight by applying your attained knowledge in both the spiritual and mundane world is the key towards becoming an embodiment of the Luciferian Spirit. Your understanding of concepts such as Darkness and Light will be aligned with the cycles and balance within nature and the cosmos. What others fear and deny you will recognize as essential tools to fuel potential of the shining

radiance of Apotheosis. The individual is the first and last of the transmission and arcane tradition of Luciferian Magick and Witchcraft. The Black Adept in some inner traditions of Luciferianism is called a Brother or Sister of “Witch Blood”; as with the lore of the Fiery Serpent Angel who is Samael descended from the Heavens to the Earth, incarnating and passing on the gift of the Black Flame to the child of the union. The descent of the Watchers, led by Shemiyaza, Azazel and fellow angels in Enoch I reveals the redemption by the Mastery of Darkness and Light, so reflected in the redeeming gnosis of Self-Liberation and Apotheosis in life today and beyond. The lore of Cain, son of Samael and Lilith (through the vessel of Eve), reflected as a model of the first Satanist and Witch, rejecting monotheism and seeking to enhance the self and conquering tribes passed on through the myths of history. The Fallen Angels were those who bestowed the knowledge of charms, enchantments, the cutting of root, Azazel teaching men to forge swords and knives, using the metals of the earth and creating the beautiful potential of civilization. The balance is that these Fallen Angels are often Demons who recognize those who burn and illuminate the Black Flame and are born of them; chaos and death await those profane ones who cling to monotheistic religions and seek purpose from a phantom deity that promises mindless bliss or torture at the end of life. Luciferians identify with the Satanic powers within the New Testament (Revelation) as these are strong and powerful archetypes and symbols. Luciferians detest the sheep and timid lambs guided by a weak, earth-hating vagabond who was later executed by the long-standing Hebrew priesthood and Roman authorities he so yearned to stir disruption around. Now it is time to explore the mysteries of Apollyon, Abaddon and the Abyss. Darkness, the Abyss & Metaphysical Satanism in Practice The aim of the Luciferian is to attain the Knowledge and Conversation of ones’ Daemon, the visualized essence of the Black Flame as our instinctual guide. The Daemon is abstractly like what is termed in some obscure witchcraft traditions as ones’ Patron Spirit or Personal God. This personal Daimonic “spark” from the Forge of Azazel is what Idries Shah describes in a theological quote from Ibn El-Arabi as: Angels are the powers hidden in the faculties and organs of man. —Idries Shah, The Sufis, p.159 The Daemon (called also “Holy Guardian Angel” in Thelema revealing the “True Will” or inherent desire) and foremost aim in Magick is beautifully described by Aleister Crowley: I will devote myself to the Great Work: the obtaining of Communion with

my own Higher and Divine Genius (called the Guardian Angel) by means of the prescribed course. —Frater Perdurabo, The Confessions of Aleister Crowley Prior to working with the Outer Darkness, Chaos and Abyss, the Black Adept must have attained some basic level of understanding of your True Will and the essence of what you perceive as the “Divine Higher Self”. The attainment of this “spark” is a subtle, slow conscious awakening and awareness of the Balance between your primal instincts and insight on how the living body is the vessel for optimum experience in this world. The Abyss is not bound by any concept of time, the acasual is the primal chaos from which we are either consumed or purified in the crystallized strength of Mind and Will as an embodiment of the Adversary. Abaddon as the Bottomless Pit is a bounty of reinvigoration of the primal and higher essence of self and that which we can shape our palace and vast rooms of memories and infusions of the Daemonic Will. Abaddon, the Place of Destruction Abaddon is a noun which translates ‘Place of Destruction’ in ancient Hebrew. As the spelling of this Underworld was ‘a.bad.do.wn’, it’s basic meaning is from ‘devastation, destruction’, according to Nicholas J. Tromp in Primitive Conceptions of Death & the Nether World in the Old Testament. The association with the Ugaritic ‘mt wsr’ (Death-and-Rot) is no doubt closely associated with the description of Sheol and Abaddon in Proverbs 15:11. Prior to the New Testament, Abaddon was a place parallel to Sheol as an abyssic place of destruction and darkness. The New Testament recognizes Abaddon also as a proper name. Abaddon in Job 31:12 denotes that it is found in a far, isolated and extreme place within the universe, the phrase “a fire which consumes unto Abaddon” relates to the association with the later concept of “Hell” in Judeo-Christian cosmology. Originally, Abaddon could have had some distinction from “Sheol” in that it meant in an abstract way, “power of destruction” where the word was applied to the grave and where human corpses are dissolved. Sheol is a word in the Old Testament as a name for the Netherworld or the beyond. The etymology of the word seems to have association with ‘nether world’ as well as ‘place of the ordeal’. The name itself is derived from the feminine, being a proper name, Sa’al, being the underworld goddess. Sheol is the abode of the dead and was recognized not only as the underworld itself, yet also a personified chthonic power fueling death. This demon or goddess-deity, Sheol, is more ancient than even the Old Testament usage of the word. Like the Ugaritic God of Death, Mot, Sheol is continually hungry for human beings. Abaddon,

however, is identified more with an abyssic underworld and place of destruction. The modern usage of “Hell” for many Luciferians is different than Christians. According to J.R. Clark Hall in A Concise Anglo-Saxon Dictionary, the AngloSaxon word “helan” along the ancient Hebrew ‘tamun-seter’ also translates “to conceal, cover, hide” and “Hidden Place”, a secret abode of sorcerers, witches, underworld deities and the dead. For the Left-Hand Path magician, the concept of Hell is one for the chthonic renewal of the psyche, nourishment and rest for the astral body and mind to also seek dreaming auguries from beyond. Hell is also a dark and devouring place of destruction and the ordeals from which the sorcerer must face and conquer. What does it mean to face and conquer “hell” or the “abyss”? Initiation on this level is not some ritual, once performed elevates you to some higher grade or status; it is not an abstract concept with little insight or experience from it beyond concepts of the abyss. Aleister Crowley provided a modern initiatory model not only of the theory behind the abyss, yet also a way of how he crossed it, for example, in The Vision & the Voice. Crossing the Abyss is an event in which the individual experiences such a disorienting and traumatic struggle in which the conscious identification of self, including the ego, are shattered. The individual has entered the Abyss on one level during such an event; for the Magician, burning away the useless layers of the “self” to reveal the essence, the very core of what makes the Adept “individual”, enhanced and re-shaped by the Black Flame. Gaining insight into what you believed prior to, during and after the Abyss crossing is to be substantially expanded. Liberation, Illumination and Apotheosis is a triad which is best understood in a wheel or cycle, once beginning it increases momentum until eventually the movement and the Will of the Luciferian is finding the awareness of many synchronicities in life. Rituals may invoke the path towards opening the Abyss on the acasual level: what is governed by linear time (our cause and effect world) is first a type of enslavement in which we are born into. It is our duty by the initiatory process, opening the gates and allowing acasual forces to find expression within us as individuals. The Black Adept then governs and encircles these energies and are directed by our Daemon, the intermediary between the individual and the abyss or anti-cosmic realm. To affect one is to bring change to the other and is not an overnight working. Abyss workings can find catalysts to initiation by a stressful, painful and insightful experience within our daily, casual life. How we choose to perceive and strategically approach the Ordeal of the Abyss depends upon our application of the 11 Points (the general adaptation and identification of the traits which define Luciferianism) and the self-discipline and confidence (along with a strong

will) to propel the self through the chaos. The Black Adept must recognize and apply the knowledge of how to be like the archetypical models of the Adversary; that is, shaping our desires in the acasual by our Apotheosis via the Daemon. The gateway and living temple we have become is purified by the Black Flame, centered and aware of the tools around us to shape to a majority – the casual or physical world according to our desire. No matter what initiatory tradition you might utilize: Yatuk Dinoih (the Sorcery of the Daevas and Ahriman), Mesopotamian, Egyptian, Canaanite, Syrian, Celtic, Gnostic, Satanic or medieval demonology, the paths are towards your chosen design, often hidden away (helan) and under the strict direct of our Daemon, the fountain of our True Will and source of the Black Flame. Rituals and ceremonial approach are not the only way of opening this abyss experience: soldiers in war, business people, athletes, artists, police officers and many others merely by experience are able to pass through the ordeal in life and emerge with insight and perspective. The Abyss is also a place within our mind which we might pass into and have initiatory experiences by the way of dream and meditative astral journey’s. Hell, and the Abyss is not for the Magician a place simply for the dead; it is limited by our imagination and our ability to unite Will, Desire and Belief towards our practices. The theriomorphic and grotesque forms and images of the demonic must be confronted and understood beyond what the profane or uninitiated understand. The Luciferian must embrace the demonic not as merely a destroying force, not even “evil” beyond chosen aims; the demonic forms all are grounded in specific types of energies and associations the Deific Mask represents. A horned devil, winged as a bat, a body green and black with grotesque mockeries of animals and reptiles, the claws and talons of a bird of prey all have hidden meaning. Simplicity is the key to unlocking these meanings: bat wings symbolize the nocturnal predator, the ‘vampiric’ nature; horns represents knowledge, understanding and the authority of power; grotesque faces represent different aspects and ways of perceiving our experiences; the claws and talons of a bird of prey represent the aerial attributes of the spirit, the predator who is ever-watchful. Understanding Luciferianism is to utilize the meaning with a method found beneath a symbol. Once you can adapt your perception to think as a deity, demon or spirit, you will gain insight and experience by becoming within the shadow of your Daemon. The Daemon in the Abyss is illuminated within your imagination, your minds’ eye with your conscious mind and body made strong by the darkened shadow it casts down in its’ brilliance; your conscious Mind and Body stands illuminated in the casual, physical world wherein, like Amun the Egyptian deity, your Daemon is the “Hidden God” which is never visible to others.

Απολλυων (Apollyon the Destroyer) The New Testament refers to Abaddon, named in Greek as Apollyon, a princely angel of the bottomless pit and pestilence. While Abaddon in this context can be difficult to trace regarding his origins, there are subtle clues which provide an overall context of this Deific Mask. There are many different forms and Deific Masks in which the Adversary appears, the motivator, challenging and tempting spirit, influencing force, destroyer and in balance even a creating power. Let us consider the example of Apollyon, the Angel of the Bottomless Pit. The Old and New Testaments are useful for the apocalyptic and often cruel depictions and descriptions of the many hostile powers so created by the Christian god. I have spent many years studying the biblical texts in various translations, studies and additional lore concerning the cultural interpretation of the Adversary. I find a much darker beauty woven into the biblical texts: the traits and qualities of Satan and the fallen angels are in alignment with this natural world. The Adversary stirs and speaks with clarity to me in a vastness which is easily described as spiritual in approach. The key to revealing the knowledge of the Adversary is to compare the Pre-Christian deities and their pantheons along with the Judeo-Christian demonology of which it later emerged. And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit. And he opened the bottomless pit; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace; and the sun and the air were darkened by the reason of the smoke of the pit. And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth: and unto them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power. And it was commanded them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth, neither any green thing, neither any tree; but only those men which have not the seal of God upon their foreheads. And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. And in those days shall men seek death and shall not find it and shall desire to die, and death will flee from them. And the shapes of the locusts were like unto the horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as if it were crowns of gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. And they had breast-plates, as it were breastplates of iron and the

sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. And they had a king over them, which is the Angel of the Bottomless Pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon. —Revelation 9 Apollyon in Revelation is not a personification of Satan (as the devil is personified as the red dragon in Revelation 12:8), yet acts as an incarnation of independent, sinister forces of war, pestilence and the destruction of the pit. Apollyon is not the personification of the place of Abaddon, rather the angelic king who rules over the abyss. In some texts, Abaddon relates to the demon king Asmodeus as with the Tobit along with the Destroyer mentioned in the Song of Solomon. While there are similarities, Apollyon and Asmodeus are distinct and separate Deific Masks whose authority, traits and powers are different. Canaanite Origins of Abaddon The Canaanite origins of Abaddon are found in his associations with Mot, the God of Death in the Ugaritic lore. As a son of El (the father-deity of the gods and what Yahweh’s cult would later assimilate once conquering Canaan, the pantheon of lesser deities become ‘demons’), Mot’s role was the god of death, yet also equally a god of fertility. Mot represented the dry season of the year, being summer. With the drought associated, the ripening fruit and corn would take place. As a Chthonic deity, Mot was the lord of the ground and the life-sustaining productive faculties akin to how Osiris of Egypt was viewed. In the Ugaritic myth of Shachar and Shalim, Mot is associated not only with death and destruction, also agriculture: Death-and-Rot sits: In his hand the rod of Bereavement, in his hand the rod of Widowhood; the prune him, those pruning the vine; they bind him, those binding the vine. He is felled in his field like the vine. —The Birth of the Gracious Gods, p.208 The vine and its association with Mot here refer to the period of spring, where the vine is pruned harshly to allow it to be fruitful later. The magician-underworld deity Horon appears also in Canaanite personal names (and place names) from 1900 B.C.E. to 600 B.C.E. where the deity is both a god of life and death, as well as a healing deity, as evidenced in “The Mare & Horon” from Ugaritic Narrative Poetry. In the vicinity of the town Beth-Horon there was a site named ‘Yirpeel’, “the God Heals”.

Horon is the origin of the Choronzon of Dr. John Dee and later Aleister Crowley’s abyss associated demon. Horon in this sense acts as a ‘gate keeper’ of the abyss, like the boatman Charon in Etruscan and Greek mythology and religion. Apollo Hekatos — Shooter from Afar To understand the context of the demonic world at the time of the writing of Revelation, it is important to go to the origins of the Olympian diety Apollo. One of the most diverse deities, Apollo was commonly recognized as a god of music, prophecy, healing, plague, poetry, archery much like his twin sister Artemis. Later, Apollo was identified with the Sun and Light, assimilation with Oriens (not only a solar eastern god, also a demon in other traditions) and Helios in the ancient near east. The etymology of the name finds ancient and close connections with the Angel of the Bottomless Pit. The Greek Απολλων (Apollon), is perhaps related with the Indo-European ‘apelo’, "strength" and even identified with Appaliunas, the Anatolian (Hurrian and Hittite) god whose name means "father lion" or "father light". The Greeks later associated the name of Apollo with the verb απολλυμι (apollymi) meaning "to destroy”, thus bringing the revealing of the hidden nature of Abaddon as the king of the locust-demons. Apollo is also associated with the Hurrian deity of the plague and pestilence, Aplu, whose power was in bringing it, and if propitiated, protecting from it. The older Akkadian ‘Aplu Enlil’ translates "the son of Enlil", an epithet of the Babylonian and Assyrian Nergal, god of war and pestilence. Nergal represents the sun of noontime and of the summer solstice. The blazing heat of the summer solstice was viewed as bringing destruction. In the Mesopotamian annual cycle, the high summer was the dead season. Nergal has many demonic epithets as well, “the king of sunset” is one associating him further with a part of the solar cycle. Nergal is also a War and Underworld deity, associated with Erra. Nergal having solar associations related to the Babylonian god of the Sun, Shamash. Like Nergal, Apollo is a god of plague is preserved in the “Invocation of Apollo Smintheus” (“mouse Apollo”) by Chryses, a Trojan Priest who sought to send a plague against their enemy at the time, the Greeks. As Apollo was a deity which could send plague and pestilence, his balance is found in that is also can heal others. Apollo was responsible for bringing the plague, however he must be appeased in order to remove the plague with proper offerings including hymns, libations and fumigation. In the beginning of the Iliad, Apollo appears as a terrifying god who sends forth a pestilence into the army of the Achaeans and their cattle. Apollo was known by epithets of Lyceius or Lykios, associated with wolves. In

this sense, Apollo Lyceius holds sway over the predatory hunting of wolves as well as protecting herds against them. Near the altar of Delphi, an iron wolf was dedicated to Apollo, wolves were said to have protected the treasures of the god. Another epithet of the deity was Apollo Lukoktonos; when invoked as Lyceius, Apollo was identified as the destroyer. Apollo Parnopius — Expeller Of Locusts Απολλων Παρνοπιος (Apollo Parnopios, the Expeller of Locusts & Forms of the Sender of Plagues) Apollo Parnopios is the title of the god as the expeller of locusts (paruops) and was inscribed on a statue dedicated to him found on the acropolis at Athens. His eventual syncretic enhancements as presented as a demonic king of the abyss, Apollyon holds power and immortal authority over a balanced sending and averting deity. Apollo, having traits and powers as an Olympian god, finds harmony and pleasure in his Deific Mask of Apollyon as the angel of the Bottomless pit, King of the demonic-locusts, god of pestilence and destruction. The Canaanite, Syrian and Egyptian deity Resheph is identified with both Nergal and Apollo as well. In the area of ancient Cyprus, the archer-god recognized as Resheph is known by inscriptions also as Apollo. As the god of archery, a known epithet of the deity who is associated with an inscription dedicating two stone lion-heads by a “Priest of Resheph of the Arrow”. Resheph is powerful within the tradition of Deuteronomy 32:24 and Psalm 78:48 as a god of pestilence; he punishes some with hunger and along with the demon Qeteb (Keteb), the deity heaps arrows upon his prey, devouring them along with Qeteb the Poisonous One. At the ancient bronze age city of Ugarit, as well as Cyprus, Resheph, like Apollo, was recognized as a protective deity as well as a god of pestilence. In the Ugaritic myth, Resheph brings destruction and misfortune to the house and family of the king Keret. In Psalm 78, 48 Resheph is employed as a weapon which Yahweh sends upon those who are unfaithful to him: I will heap evils upon them, my arrows I will spend on them, pinched with hunger, assailed by Resheph and the poisonous Qeteb. I will send against them the fangs of beasts, with the venom of creatures that crawl in the dust. The etymology of Qeteb means actually “gatherer”. Edward Lipinski explains in Resheph that this Noonday demon brings the dead to the Netherworld. In the New Kingdom period of Egypt, the king of Cyprus, writing to Amenhotep IV, describes that “Resheph’s hand is now in my country: he has killed all the people of my country, and there is no copper-worker”. In Ugarit, Resheph is known by the

epithet, “Lord of the Arrow” as like Apollo (with whom he is identified) has a fondness for shooting poisonous arrows that cause plague and spreads pestilence. In Psalms and other biblical texts, Yahweh proceeds with Deber (a demon acting in darkness, who is pestilence and plague personified) with Resheph following. In Mesopotamia, the Akkadian adjective dabru means “carrying off” and is the “catcher” or “snatcher”. The plural of the word dabru is identified with the ume, “storms” as “ume dabrute” which translates “windstorms that carry off” in the Enuma Elish. (Ibid) In the third millennium B.C.E. the deity Deber, known with the theonymn Dabir at the city of Ebla, was a god associated with the city who received offerings. Resheph is identified with Nergal in the first millennium B.C.E. in the city of Tarsus in Cilicia (400 B.C.E.), showing on a coin which depicts a god shooting an arrow while standing upon a resting lion (a patron animal). The inscription or legend reads: Nrgl Trz, “Nergal of Tarsus”. Identified locally as the deity Sandan of Tarsus, his role was that of a war god during in Cilicia during the Person period. In Cyprus, Apollo and Resheph are identified as one deity with the epithet, “Apollo of the Street”, designating him as the protector of the streets as like during the classical period. (Ibid) Assimilation of Resheph to Apollo is noted in the Achaemenian Persian and Hellenistic periods in both Cyprus and Palestine and in Egypt both Apollo and Resheph are identified as Horus. Resheph’s name means “flames, fire” and is recognized in the form of Horus being worshipped in the form of a falcon or hawk, having “wings of fire”. In the Jewish Alexandrian view presented in the Pentateuch (Deuteronomy 32, 24), translated into Greek during the first half of the 3rd century B.C.E. Resheph is transformed into a bird of prey. At this time, references to Horus (who was now a heathen deity) was avoided by using a generic term of “bird”, while in the Greek transcription the Egyptian word ‘bik’, “falcon”. In the Babylonian Talmud, these birds of prey have become “demons dwelling on roofs”. (Ibid) Later religious texts, such as Symmachus and Codex 86 of the Septuagint correspond Rsp (Resheph) with “birds”. The later Latin Vulgate identifies the name of Rsp with “diabolus”. This interpretation found in Berakhoth 5a of the Babylonian Talmud identifies Rsp (in Job 5,7) with “demons”. In the Hebrew Sirach 43, 17 Resheph is described: “Like Resheph is his snow flying and, like locusts’, its descent takes place”. Abaddon in the Qliphoth The Qliphoth ‫פֹו ת‬ ּ ‫ק ל ִי‬ ְ is reflected in the Sefirot as the Nightside Tree or shadow of Abaddon (as a place), encompassing seven layers of hell or anticosmic, acasual chaos not governed by linear time, cosmic or natural order found

as the material world. In the more modern non-Jewish Hermetic Qabalah, Magicians sought contact and a supposed “mastery” over the ‘shells’ or ‘husks’ (from which the word ‘qliphoth’ derives) as a part of the process to attain knowledge. Prior Jewish traditional mystical workings only worked with a type of theurgy accessing only the “holiness” associated with the Sefirot so governed by the Hebrew god, Yahweh. Luciferians reject the cosmology of the Hebrew god, finding that the Qliphoth in a Hermetic sense is the key to the theurgic balance of the Adversary as defined in various ancient pantheons containing the origins of Qliphothic demons and fallen angels. Yahweh demands submission and the rejection of the inherent nature of humans, while Samael and the whole of Abaddon (as the Abyss) demands selfdetermined mastery and to embrace the shadows, primal instincts and demonic energies as a part of attaining balance. The Adversary much like the 2 Corinthians 2:11 verse, “Satan himself transforms himself into an angel of light”, is a pure spirit of luminous fire, the greatest of angels who by way of lust and power became a fallen angel. SelfTransformation by the psychological assumption of different ways of thinking, perception and using sorcery and magick to compel change (internally and externally) is utilizing both the symbolism of darkness and at times the terrifying, shining countenance of a Higher Type of Man and Woman towards Mastery. The balance sought in commanding the energies of the abyss and embracing such as a part of the ‘Hidden God’ as we call our inherent desire, or Daemon, to then bring insight and power by the Left-Hand Path (isolation of the psyche as a self-governed being) is to be cloaked in the symbolic form of an Angel of Light as well as a Demon of Darkness in this world. This requires embracing and mastering our inherent connection with the Abyss to by self-determined focus, struggle to compartmentalize a part of the psyche towards Liberation, Illumination and Apotheosis. In the Qliphoth, amid the circle of the Twelve Demonic Princes (the rulers of the months of the year) and their orders are found Samael, Asmodai, a skeletal giant so-called the “Evil Adam”, a thousand-headed Hydra Serpent, the Elder Lilith (wife of Samael), Aggerath (Daughter of Machalath), a giant Scorpion formed from primal abyssic waters. After this terror comes the Un-Nameable One who is Abaddon (R.A. Gilbert, The Qliphoth of the Qabalah), whose manifestation is that of a closely-veiled Black gigantic figure, covered is whirling wheels and in his hand is a terrible spinning wheel which issues multitudes of catlike demons. The Infernal Habitations are concentric circles identified as anti-cosmic or acasual conceptions of the Abyss (chaos) which are described as the Waters of

Tears, Waters of Creation, Waters of Ocean and the False Sea. The right hand in the lesser circles are the Seven Earths. The left-hand are the Seven Infernal Habitations, the 2nd being Abaddon or Perdition. On the Qliphothic Tree of Death, beneath the anti-cosmic chaos of the Three Veils of Tohu (formless, desolation), Bohu (the void) and Chasek (the darkness) are the Ten Hells in Seven Places, the second hell is Abaddon. Abaddon is both a Place of Destruction in Hell (a hidden place, the spiritual isolated inner abode in the acasual, shaped by the sorcerer) and a Demon. Apollo Thearios — God of Oracles Apollo was the god of oracles and divination, having many sanctuaries of prophecies throughout Magna Graeca including Asia Minor. Apollo would divine oracles to those who receive them while upon the ὀμφᾰλός (omphalos). The Omphalos was a Baetylus, a sacred stone empowered with life and energy, in ancient times the Baetylus was often a meteor stone which was a symbol of a deity. Apollo conquered a chthonic earth deity, the Python (Πυθων), whose name translates “rot”, described as being either a male or female Drakon (dragon and serpent). The name Δρακαινα Δελφυνη (Drakaina Delphyne) translates “Serpent’s Womb”, “Drakon, Delphys”. The Drakaina Delphyne was originally the Oracle who was the consort of Typhon and mother of Cerberus, the Hydra Serpent, the Sphynx, the Chimera and Orthrus. Echidna was also a Daemon of Tartarus (abyss or abode of the dead). Echidna in her Drakaina, or serpent-form, was confronted and disembodied of this form by the arrows of Apollo. Apollo then became the God of Oracles at Delphi, resting upon the Omphalos stone. As we understand, energy cannot be destroyed, merely changed and transformed. By conquering the primal serpent, Apollo then became the King of the Omphalos, a stone which allowed direct communication (by dreams, whispers from the dark) with the gods. Apollo of Didyma was a powerful oracle temple which could be as old as 600 B.C.E. and the Didymaean Oracle was a spiritual confirmation to the last persecution of the Christians. In 303 C.E. the Roman Emperor Diocletian sent a haruspex as emissary to Apollo at Didyma where the question of if the Christians should be persecuted was asked. Apollo’s response was “He should persecute the Christians”. The god sanctions the proposal for persecution, “respondit ille ut divinae religionis inimicus”, “Apollo answered as the enemy of divine (Christian) religion.” (Joseph Fontenrose, Didyma, p.24)

Locust Demons (Sedu & Lamassu) The hordes of demonic locusts (fallen angels of the abyss) have a particularly interesting depiction in Revelation which leaves probable clues as to their origins within the ancient near east in terms of military and mythological histories and lore. I will compare their description with other protective and malicious demons and angel-like beings. And the shapes of the locusts were like unto the horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as if it were crowns of gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. And they had breast-plates, as it were breastplates of iron and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. The ancient Lamassu (Sedu) is an ancient man-headed bull common in the NeoAssyrian period (surviving well into the Achaemenid Persian period) which was a protective demon. The Lamassu (spelled also Shedu) appears with a human head, the body of a bull or even a lion, and has the wings of an eagle or bird. The Lamassu and Sedu are associated with parent-stars and constellations. The cuneiform of Sedu and Lamassu are:

As you can see, from the first cuneiform sign, , Dinger, “God”, was used when indicating a divine status. In ancient Mesopotamia, the shedu (Cuneiform: , an.kal.bad; the Sumerian: dalad; the Akkadian, šēdu) was a masculine counterpart of the feminine Lamassu. These genii were associated with the ‫ש ד‬ ֵׁ (Hebrew: ‘Shed’, demon, devil) and ‫( שדה‬Hebrew: ‘Shedah’, she-devil, demon). The Aramaic ‫‘( שידא‬seda’, “demon”) is the AN.ALAD or the Assyrian guardian deity, Sedu. The Sedu appear very similar in the depictions in Revelation and no doubt have their root in the ancient world. The Scorpion man, the girtablullu, one of the Mischwesen or chaos-monsters of Tiamat (Enuma Elish) are depicted as having the upright legs of scorpions, human heads with crowns (in Mesopotamian mythology horned crowns indicate divinity) and the tails of scorpions. (Lieferung, Reallexikon der Assyriologie, p.225-7)

The Girtablullu were Akkadian scorpion deities who look very similar also to the depictions of the demon-locusts from Revelation. They wear the horned-cap of divinity (a crown), a human head with long hair, hindquarters of a bird, either with or without wings, a snake-headed penis (like Pazuzu) and a scorpion’s tale (like also, Pazuzu). They were attendants of the Sun God Shamash (Utu), who are described above is associated with Helios-Apollo from the Greco-Roman Period, supporting the Winged Solar Disk (comparable to the Hawk-symbol of Horus) and who in the Epic of Gilgamesh, guarded the gate of Mount Masu (where the sun rises after the nocturnal journey through the Underworld). The Mesopotamian Sphynx, Lamassu, Sedu, Alad were also depicted as the “Bull of Heaven”, a man-headed messenger and deity. These Sedu or Lamassu are depicted as protectors of Assyrian kings, beginning with Tiglath-Pileser II and having prominence in Neo-Assyrian art with Sargon II, Sennacherib and other rulers. In the Kassite and Old Babylonian Periods, the Sedu appears as attendants of the Sun God Shamash, a pair holding up the throne of this deity. (Jeremy Black, An Illustrated Dictionary of Gods, Demons & Symbols of Ancient Mesopotamia, p.49)

The Lamassu were protective spirits, demons which could be either beneficial or malicious and genii who were more messengers of the gods. These genii were also used in homes as protective spirits of common people as well. The fire deity Isum was associated early on with the Sedu, while the Lamassu was attributed to the messenger deity Papsukkal. The Lamassu statues were often place at cardinal points both in a home and palace, protecting the four quarters. The Biblical Cherub were not the chubby child-angels of the later Western Christian tradition, rather they were originally terrifying angel-protectors. The Akkadian kirubu (a variant name of the shedu) are associated with being intermediaries between humanity and the divine. The Cherubim were guardians around the throne of Yahweh, also borrowed from neighboring pantheons and lore in the ancient near east including the Hittites, Assyrians, Babylonians, Sumerians, Canaanite and Phoenician throne depictions and lore. In later Hebrew lore, Azazel was said to have created the Shedim from his union with Naamah, spawning the Assyrian guardian demons. The Shedim in Hebrew demonology are evil spirits who are the offspring of Lilith and man and hairy goat-demons (Seriim) who are much like Satyrs, whose lord is Azazel. (Rosemary Ellen Guiley, The Encyclopedia of Demons & Demonology, p.20-1) The Demon-Locusts who rise from the gateway of the Abyss are ruled by their king, Abaddon, who go forth to torment humans. For the Magician, these may be utilized as messengers of your workings, each representing an increase of the energy you gather and send during your rite. For inner-workings, the locusts may be associated with the imagination as confidence-builders, strengthening your resolve and support in your invocations with Abaddon. Invoke Abaddon to bring resolution to your self-determined path, balance the creative, healing and destructive impulses within your individual perception of this world and life. Abaddon destroys and curses the weak wills who fail in their applications of ‘half-measures’; an individual is accountable for his or her own command and choices in this life (and beyond). The Hymns of Exterminans Ceremony & Invocation of the Black Sun & Opening the Abyss Hearken O Fifth Angel whose descent is clear; As a blazing star fall from the sky to the earth before me, Luminous brother whose name reveals a burning nature, Star who was given the Key to the Gate of the Abyss! Open the shaft of the Abyss before me, for it is my Will. I speak the Words which Open: Zazas, Zazas, Nasatanada Zazas!

The Abyss opens, an ancient door so opened, Smoke arises from the furnace of Sheol and Gehenna’s fires! The Sun and the Sky are darkened by the vast smoke from the Abyss, The very Fire of the Black Flame which destroys, Burning the remnants of what once was. From the billowing smoke rise and come down upon the earth, Given power as the scorpions of the earth. The locusts looked like horses prepared for battle, Fallen Angels of the Abyss, transformed in Chaos! Their faces are as humans, having fangs of lions! Their hair as ancient kings, wearing Crowns of Gold, Horned in ancient splendor! Locusts, messengers of chaos, wearing breastplates of iron, So forged of Azazel’s hammer, come forth! Great wings sounding like the thundering of many horses, Like vast chariots of old rushing into battle! Those fell angels who had tails with stingers, The fire and heat of Scorpions having power to torment! Hail to thee, O King of the Abyss: I invoke thee! Angel of the Abyss I summon thee, Exterminans! Apollyon, whose arrows send pestilence and plague, Bestow unto me your Knowledge and Power! Abaddon, Destroyer, guide the Locust-Angels of the Abyss, Send them forth to burn away what is unneeded within me, That I may be shaped in your image! That you are both Healer and Cursing Apollyon, Beautiful and as Terrible as Midday and Midnight! Like unto the Sixth Angel who releases our Brothers, Four Fallen Angels bound at the River Euphrates, Abaddon’s legions are given in some number to them, For this very Hour, Day, Month and Year, I release you to kill a third of mankind, those who serve and Humble themselves to tyrant and ignorance. May you kill the weakness which is in me, forging me in Abaddon’s Healing and Destructive Fire, the Black Flame Purified! Abaddon send legions to thy angels of destruction! Locusts, whose breastplates fiery red, yellow as sulfur and dark blue, Whose heads are as lions, out of their mouths came fire, smoke and sulfur,

Burn away that which restrains and diminishes me, for I shall destroy such! Apollyon send three plagues of fire, smoke and sulfur by the Four Fallen Angels of the Euphrates! Thou locusts as horses having power in their mouths and tails; For their tails were as snakes, having heads which strike! Abaddon, it is my will to destroy that which I command to be destroyed. Apollyon, it is my will to heal what must be healed! So, it shall be done! MICHAEL W. FORD Bibliography Black, Jeremy & Anthony Green. An Illustrated Dictionary Gods, Demons & Symbols of Ancient Mesopotamia. Crowley, Aleister. The Vision & the Voice, Weiser. Daraul, Arkon. A History of Secret Societies. Citadel Press, 1961, 1989. Ebeling, Begrundet von E., B. Meissner, Walter de Gruyter. Reallexikon der Assyriologie und Vorderasiatischen Archaeologie. Berlin, New York, 1993. Fontenrose, Joseph. Didyma: Apollo’s Oracle, Cult & Companions. University of California Press, Berkeley, Los Angeles, London, 1988. Ford, Michael W. Dragon of the Two Flames. Succubus Productions Publishing. ———. Maskim Hul. Succubus Productions Publishing. ———. Necrominon. Succubus Productions Publishing. ———. Sebitti. Succubus Productions Publishing. Gilbert, R.A. The Qliphoth of the Qabalah, Ch. 3, The Sorcerer and His Apprentice: Unknown Hermetic Writings of S.L. MacGregor Mathers and J.W. Brodie-Innes. The Quarian Press, Wellingborough, Northamptonshire. Guiley, Rosemary Ellen. The Encyclopedia of Demons & Demonology. Checkmark Books. Hall, J.R. Clark. A Concise Anglo-Saxon Dictionary. Holy Bible, King James Version, Fireside Bible Publishers, Wichita, Kansas. Lipinski, Edward. Resheph: A Syro-Canaanite Deity. Orientalia Lovaniensia Analecta 181, Peeters, Leuven, Paris, Walpole, MA, 2009. Parker, Simon B. Ugaritic Narrative Poetry. Society of Biblical Literature, Writings from the Ancient World Series, Scholars Press. Shah, Indries. The Sufis. Anchor Books, New York, 1971. Symonds, John & Kenneth Grant. The Confessions of Aleister Crowley. Hill and Wang, New York, 1969.

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Abaddon The Destroyer of Worlds Edgar Kerval Book Three

...Through the ashes of worlds in fire shadows surrounding the spectral calls putrescence and liquid fire emerging from the chalice of fornications where men and elder god, are gathered for an infernal communion in all eternity...

THE Angel of death and destruction, and the netherworld—the name Abaddon is derived from the Hebrew term for “to destroy” and means “place of destruction.” Apollyon is the Greek name. In the sinister path, Abaddon is often equated with SATAN and SAMAEL. His name is evoked in conjuring spells for malicious deeds. Abaddon is the prince who rules the seventh hierarchy of Demon’s, the Erinyes, or Furies, who govern powers of evil, discord, war, and devastation. Originally, Abaddon was a place and not an angel or being. In rabbinic writings and the Old Testament, Abaddon is primarily a place of destruction and a name for one of the regions of Gehenna. The term occurs six times in the Old Testament. In Proverbs 15:11 and 27:20, it is named with Sheol as a region of the underworld. In Psalm 88:11, Abaddon is associated with the grave and the underworld. Abaddon, the angel of the abyss is called Destruction or Destroyer because his task is to oversee the devastation of the inhabitants of the earth, although it is curious that his minions are allowed only to torture and not to kill. His identity is a matter of dispute. Some make him Satan himself, while others take him to be only one of Satan's many evil subordinates. As an Initiator in the art of destruction, Abaddon in its most relevant aspect moves through the Gates of Knowledge and Powerful aggressive methods of initiation and holds the keys for the adept to open them. He is the pandemonium Lord and commandant of the infernal fire able to manifest its raw emanations to mankind

In this Age of awakening the primal essence in man, the energy of Abaddon must be drawn through the hidden gateways to be earthed into the collective soul of this world once again. This will initiate a tremendous leap in soul evolution through each one of the steps revealed by him. The role of Abaddon in the adept's process is very important, because through his knowledge we learn how to destroy the different veils of illusion in the mundane plane, and learn to see more with the subconscious mind. Abaddon is the Adversarial force, and catalyzer of destructive forces who leads us to the Antinomianism and to Self-Deification. He often appears in a human form, with cow skull, carrying an obsidian scythe and two big black wings. He transmits his knowledge in an understandable manner human language. He has a primal form, but he shows this facet only to a few chosen ones, mostly a vaporous shadow and many wings emerging from a spectral blackness. One of his more interesting and enigmatic aspects is the mask of the red death, when he shows this face, he does not come alone, he comes accompanied with plague, pestilence and death. Abaddon will be a powerful ally, if you know how to work with him. He unveils the secrets of darkness to us, guiding us to the perfect understanding of the diverse universes maps. Each working with Abaddon has different characteristics, powers, secrets and information to open the paths to self-deification. Among his many functions, one is to be the messenger of destruction, and travel as an agent of chaos destroying worlds at different universes, so from there comes the name "Destroyer of Worlds". He is the one who guides the initiated into the mysteries of the void. Abaddon is a God who has many masks. He's present in diverse cultures in different forms. Many people see him as the incarnation of the Devil, or as the opposer Satan itself. The name Apollyon is a Greek play on words for "Apollo" (Apollon in Greek) and "Destroyer." Revelation 9:11 reads, “They had as king over them the angel of the Abyss, whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon and in Greek is Apollyon (that is, Destroyer).” Abaddon means “destruction or ruin” which is “apoleia” in Greek. Though Abaddon means “destruction or ruin” it is truly the place of destruction or ruin which in Greek is Hades or bussos or abussos (Abyss). Why does John call the angel of the Abyss the name for “destruction” or “the place of destruction” in Hebrew but then use the Greek word “Apollyon” meaning “destroyer” which is not an exact Greek translation of the Hebrew Abaddon? John appears to call the angel of the Abyss “Apollyon” rather than using more exact Greek translations of Abaddon like “apoleia,” Hades, “bussos” or “abussos” because of the similarity between the words “destroyer” (Apollyon) and Apollo (Apollon) in Greek. In other words, this word selection appears to be a word play for “Apollo” (Apollon) and “Destroyer” (Apollyon). Other names for him are: Abussos,

Abaddon Shadai, Abbaton. The fact that Apollyon is used to intentionally call to mind the god Apollo is hinted at throughout Revelation. The Anchor Bible Dictionary says the following concerning the link between Apollyon and Apollo: In one manuscript, instead of Apollyon the text reads "Apollo," the Greek god of death and pestilence (or plague like the plague of locusts mentioned in Revelation 9). Apollyon is no doubt the correct reading. But the name Apollo (Gk Apollon) was often linked in ancient Greek writings with the verb apollymi or apollyo, "destroy." From this time of Grotius, "Apollyon" has often been taken here to be a play on the name Apollo. Concerning this perceived link between Apollyon and Apollo, Isbon Beckworth writes, “Some (Boss, Holtzm-Bauer, al.) Find in the name Apollyon an indirect allusion also to the god Apollo, one of whose symbols was the locust and to whom plagues and destruction were in some cases attributed. The use of the name Apollyon is meant to call attention to this agent’s identification with the Greek God Apollo (hence the plague and locust imagery as well as implicit references to “destroy” in Revelation 9) and his active role as the “destroyer” of Jerusalem. So who could this be, and why is this figure called the “Destroyer” in Greek so as to imply a link to Apollo. Strongly connected within the sphere of Saturn, show us his most destructive force. The earthly reflection of Apollyon is Vespasian’s son Titus, the commander of the Legio XV Apollinaris (Fifteenth Apollonian Legion). Initially the commander of the Fifteenth Legion, Titus then went on to succeed his father as general over all the Roman legions during the Jewish War after his father had become Caesar, a title also bestowed on Titus at his father’s coronation. As Caesar, Titus was entitled to worship as a god in the imperial cult, and like Apollo, the son of Zeus, could also be labeled the Son of God--a perfect title for the beast. At the start of the Jewish War, Titus was the general of the Fifteenth Legion. With Apollo as its patron, the Fifteenth Legion was suitably nicknamed Apollinaris, a name meaning “devoted to Apollo.” The Fifteenth Legion would always carry an emblem of Apollo or one of his holy animals wherever it went. Not surprisingly, the locust was one of Apollo’s holy animals. Now it is easy to see why the author of Revelation chose locusts to symbolize the soldiers of the Roman army following the precedence set in Joel. So “devoted to Titus” was his army that at the taking of the Jewish temple, they unanimously declared him emperor of Rome in fulfillment in which Apollyon is said to have been “king over them.” This play on words for "Apollo"—the god of death and plague—and “Destroyer” in the name Apollyon perfectly describes the man directly responsible for the remaining plagues of Revelation who was the “destroyer” of Jerusalem.

There are lots of ceremonies to call Abaddon, so we use deep call, with the use of a kangling or trumpet, made of a human femur to connect within the destructive current of him. When the kangling sounds at the moment of the ceremony, it is a powerful function because through the call with mantras and the kangling it is possible to evoke effectively Abaddon. The purpose of the ceremony is to strengthen the bond between Abaddon and the Adept and thus serve as a receptacle for the destructive forces emanating from Abaddon. In the Abaddon ritual teaches you how to destroy those harmful elements that stop your spiritual evolution and shows you how to confront the various veils of existence in the various existential planes. In all rituals for Abaddon sacrifices are made which are presented in a variety of offerings. The blood of the adept is mostly present, blood being the most powerful factor. It is frequent that the period of preparation of the ceremonies the adept proceeds to open the doors of the Sitra Ahra, to later start with the respective calls and finally the ritual offering. Through meticulous work the adept provides all the details that must be arranged for the ceremony to have the desired success; in this it includes the animals that are going to be sacrificed, or the use of their own blood for the ritual, places where they should be sacrificed and changes that must be made to mislead the enemies that would want to damage the cult. In every ceremony, Abaddon is invoked using a variety of means, among which the symbolic drawing of the calling sigil is highlighted. The animals that are going to be sacrificed are subjected to a purification process that takes place the day before or the same day that the sacrifice is made, it is a requirement without which the offering to Abaddon cannot be presented. The adept purifies the animal or its own body with a liquid which is a mixture of water, perfume and various herbs; among them holy stick, rue and human bone powder all this mixed with liquor. You proceed to make an invocation to Abaddon to help with everything related to the preparation and the way he wants the offering to be, as well as the place, whether you want it to be in the temple or in a forest. Consciousness, Reality & Reflections The nature of consciousness of Abaddon and its relation to reality as we understand it is a very complex and subjective thing. Consciousness is that unique individual subjective experience of the ‘self’ coming to know itself. That is no easy task to achieve. Most adepts run in fear from anything having to do with true profound spiritual experiences with demons. This is surprisingly prevalent even among those who are open to a spiritual path initially. However, it seems that some people feel the need to place their experiences

within the context of a pre-existing system of belief or dogmatic morality. Most people seem to feel this inexplicable need to place their beliefs and experiences within the context of someone else’s system of labels and titles. There is no more potent thing then to define one’s self by one’s own experience. Under that perspective the workings with Abaddon open a deep level of understanding where the adept transcends the consciousness and nature of reality. So here, the important in the proper working with Abaddon and the exploration of the worlds in which resides the power of him. The basic point of the nature of reality in the workings with Abaddon are deeply rooted in and transcend our preconceived notions about the actuality of consciousness. Consciousness is not something that can be bottled up and labeled. It exists both within and beyond our direct frame of reference. The majority of the points of view that people cling to are for the most part, inaccurate and short sighted. People have a tendency to fall prey to belief systems that are based on irrational and illogical concepts. Most people’s perspectives are born out of fear and a lack of in depth experience in regards to the human equation and the very fabric of existence. This can be extended to people’s understanding about the nature of consciousness. Consciousness is both transcendent and eternal. It is a great disservice to one’s Self to limit one’s own consciousness by adhering to any preconceived, socially ingrained, or irrationally based system of belief. Religions, have for the most part, stripped humanity of their own abilities to experience the richness and depth that consciousness can create within one’s own sphere of understanding. Religion dumbs down and cripples human consciousness. Religion is the antithesis to conscious evolution. This is because it narrows down and limits what a person believes they can and cannot do. If a person simply believes that they cannot achieve something then they most certainly will not achieve it. On the other hand, if a person does believe that they are capable of achieving something, then a doorway is opened to the actualization of it. This is accomplished through our own thoughts on one level. Thoughts have power. When a person reinforces a thought with intent and purpose, a reality can be created and manifested. This is actually quite simple in theory, but difficult to put into practice. First of all, one must be aware of their own thought processes and how one’s thoughts interact with their actions and responses. Once this is accomplished, then the individual is able to inject intent and purpose into their thought processes. When we inject and infuse our thoughts with intent and purpose they become real and can take on a life of their own, yet still remain under our control. When these thoughts are created at this level of existential reality they can be made to manifest in tangible form in the here and now of daily existence.

Reality is merely that which we create. Our thought processes and belief systems create our realities. Are our beliefs based upon pre-existing realities? Or are our realities based upon pre-existing belief systems? Our subjective experience informs our conscious reality. The core of who we are is not mortal as is this realm of physical existence. In this realm everything has a life and death cycle and the principle reality of existence is based upon duality. This dualist nature of physical reality does not necessitate that that dualist function is a spiritual reality. Hence the religious lie of good vs. Evil. That is a lie based upon a short sighted and shallow perspective on the nature of consciousness and existence. The indigenous tribal cultures whose origins go back to the antiquity and prerecorded history used the methodologies of shamanic sorcery to achieve similar results. Upon further investigation into these different cultures a very similar pattern appears. Different cultures all of had the same ultimate quest at heart. This was to break free from the earthy shackles of normality and to be unfettered from this existential realm of existence. This three dimensional world with all of its suffering and trials and tribulations was seen many cultures as a stepping stone or training ground, so to speak, for the soul to learn the lessons it needed to learn in order to move on to the next higher vibratory realm of existence. This was accomplished universally through the methodology of the left hand path in its Eastern context. Not in its Western Satanic context or through organized religion or indoctrinated systems of occultism (which have more similarities to religion then to the methods of the ancient and tribal cultures) but through the goal of simply elevating one’s spiritual identity or selfhood to a much higher vibratory frequency of existence in this case the essence and nature of Abaddon. The methodologies of these divergent systems will be touched up in more depth and with the practical application of these for tangible results. During the years to come all of these will be expressed in great detail in volumes dedicated to each specific subject. This is a ‘Primer’ on the overall subject matter. Ritual Sacrifices The deliberate act of allowing the consecrated blood of a ritually sacrificed animal, or any other living being to flow, can act as a catalyst that rips open the veil that separates the material realm from the spirit realm. Blood itself is the living, vital essence within all living things. It directly gives life, along with the breath of air, into all living things. This very potent and vital life essence can be harnessed and directed, at the behest of the sorcerer’s intent towards goals that go beyond just those attributed to the fertility rites and solar festivals of the ancients

and the indigenous cultures of antiquity. These uses can range from calling forth and feeding a wide variety of spirit realm denizens for a multitude of specific purposes. This is the domain of the sinister adept. The act of allowing blood to flow from the veins of a sacrificial victim or selectively ‘chosen’ person is nothing new to the paradigm of magical practice. This practice dates back to pre-recorded times. Bloodletting was a fairly common sacred rite among the priesthood of the ancient Aztec and Mayan civilizations of Central America. The Incas of the South American Andes as well as countless tribal shamanic cultures from jungles all over the world also engaged in these practices. The infamous headhunting tribes of various tribal origins can be counted among these as well. The practices of ritual human sacrifice, tribal headhunting, removing freshly buried corpses from their graves, and other seemingly nefarious practices do not have their origin in any one geographic region or place, at any time throughout history. These types of practices have existed throughout history all over the world. The same thing can be said about the historical and modern rites of bloodletting. This includes both self-imposed bloodletting (cutting into one’s own flesh and veins) and the intrusion into an animal’s body and veins in order to allow the blood to flow or for a full on sacrificial offering. The fact is and always has been that both human and animal sacrifice and bloodletting go back as far as human species have knowingly and deliberately sacrificed or just allowed some blood to flow from animals, one’s self, or other human beings. The point here is that all forms of bloodletting and sacrificial blood offerings, in any form whatsoever, have existed as long as people have been able to make the deliberate and conscious decision to engage in these activities. Historically speaking, at that precise moment in the human collective memory, when human kind (for one reason or another) became aware of the fact that blood itself could act as a gateway to open up otherwise closed doors to both consciousness and the spirit realm, a quantum shift in human activity and expression of spiritual expression seems to have occurred. Human sacrifice is even mentioned in the Christian Bible. Bloodletting and human sacrifice were not at all unknown among the ancient Hindus, especially among the worshippers of Chinnamasta and Kali. Letting one’s own blood flow is a very intense thing to deal with when it is involved with any form of magical or spiritual practice. It is in no way something to be taken lightly. Blood is the fluid of life. Without blood we don’t exist. The breath of life and the flow of blood in our veins are what allow us to experience this realm of manifest existence. Offering one’s own blood to the spirit realm, or to any specific spirit, or intent,

can in itself lead to powerful results. Especially when working with potent, powerful, and dark spirits. These spirits are the manifestation of hectic and heavily intense consciousness. Offering one’s own blood to these types of spirits can have excellent results. It is best at this point to to work in such activities until you are solidly grounded and your heart’s intent is pure. One of the reasons that blood is such a heavy thing to shed in the context of a magical ritual is that it contains not only our own life essence, but also our DNA, thus the potential to procreate. This here touches upon the creation of the ‘magical child’. Combining one’s blood and semen can have its own magical results. Combine these with the blood and sexual fluids of a member of the opposite sex in a magical ritual, and a true magical child or ‘golum’ can be created. This can be a potential ‘Frankenstein’s Monster’ type of situation, if one’s own magical prowess is not astute enough to ritually engage in this form of sorcery. Blood and sexual fluids, both male and female, are the precursors of all sorts of magical offspring. This is why every sorcerer should be ever so cautious when engaging with this form of sexual magic. Blood itself is full of life’s vital essence and many different types of spirits attach themselves to and feed off of this energy. Add in some of your own, or anyone else’s, sexual fluids and the potential for a true monstrosity can be born if the sorcerer involved is not fully aware of what is going on or is not in full conscious control of the creation of this type of magical child. Different magicians who work along different lines of belief will have their own say in these matters. However, what I have just laid out is a pretty universal concept. When working with West African and Congo spirits, be well aware that some of them want blood. If you work with the long enough they will let you know that they want blood, unless you are working specifically with the lighter weight, more pacifist type of African Vodou spirits. This can be a critical point in your magickal career. To give blood or not is a question that very well may come up when dealing with the more potent and powerful spirits. This is by no means a subject to take lightly. One of the aspects of this that may not sit well with some people is that the offering of blood is something that can become either obsessive or addictive to some people, especially for those who are unbalanced to begin with. Some of these spirits very well may give you the feeling that you need to constantly feed them blood. This doesn’t necessarily mean your own blood offerings but the blood of animals. Offering the blood of black roosters and even occasionally a goat is common enough to warrant the mere mention of it. Offering the blood of an animal is one thing. This needs to absolutely be done with the utmost respect for the animal. It is advisable to make use of every part of the animal itself. Offering

one’s own blood to these spirits is an entirely different story. This is not advisable as you are in essence giving your own vital life force over to the spirit. And when you cease to feed your blood they may get mad. Even then, if they don’t get mad, they will have a taste of your essence and be thriving off of it. Thus they can be inadvertently empowered via your own blood offerings and thus have power over you. So when your work with blood you must be doing this during all your life. Combining your own blood and semen as an offering to a spirit is dangerous but a powerful combination to offer the spirits. Consecrating animal or human bones with your own blood and semen is just insane for someone new to this form of sorcery. The results that can happen can be so fantastic that it’s hard to put into words. If you engage in ritual human sacrifice you deserve to be in prison. Bottom line is that it is best for you to not get involved with any form of bloodletting rites until you have been properly instructed and guided through the process. To re-awaken the spirit of the dead within your witch’s cauldron, you must feed it all sorts of offerings. It is not entirely uncommon for some sorcerers to feed the spirit fresh blood. Blood from a black rooster or goat are two of the most common forms of offerings found among specific traditions in the modern age. During the times of the ancient Romans, and even going back to the ancient Minoan civilization, it was the blood of a bull that was most sacred for rites of an initiatory context. This truly is something that the sorcerer in training needs to be guided through in one way or another. The backlash of not heeding this fair warning is too heavy to simply dismiss. Blood is the life force and without it there is nothing to really awaken and give life to the spirit in your cauldron. There are no substitutes for sacrificial blood. Some sorcerers feed the spirit their own blood. This forges a much more intimate form of a spiritual union with the spirit in the witch’s cauldron. However, this is very dangerous. You risk the fate of horrifying spirits who will feed off of your own energy and vital life force if you engage with offering your own blood to the spirits in any way shape or form. I invite people to work with blood and sexual fluids as potent catalyzers of spirit energies. Some magickians never offer their own blood, semen, or menstrual blood to a spirit in any necromantic rite. This being the manifestation of an atrocity as a result of such a working. Male and female sexual fluids are the forbearers of life. Combine your own, or any other person’s sexual fluids, and the result can be a spiritual spectrum. You will bring to life an entity or demon in a spiritual sense, or might attract very negative and hungry vampiric spiritual entities. This is a really a very interesting situation to find yourself in if you are interested in working deeply into the calling of spirits with your own blood or sexual fluids. Your own sanity and spiritual wellbeing are at stake here. Personally I think that when you’re

exploring a path of demonic nature, so you must be open for all explorations and experiments with diverse entities and spectral interdimensional spectrum from other planes.

The essential ingredient of the offerings in most ceremonies is our own blood that will be sacrificed to the deities, including that of animals. The animals must be of the color that the deity prefers or demands. In the case of Abaddon, a black

goat or a black rooster. The sacrifice requires a prior ritual preparation that includes the presentation of the offering on the altar prepared for Abaddon, invocations and prayers directed to it, the sound of the Kangling and the mantras below. Slaughtered animals must never have been acquired because of theft; They must have been bought. Only some parts of the animal constitute the parts for the offering, one of them the blood, the latter can be deposited in a vessel, or on a plate. In addition to the blood other parts of the animal also serve as an offering such as the head, the four legs, the tail, the intestines and the genitals, the rest of the body can be buried or cooked to be ingested by the participants of the ceremony. Never sacrifice babies or small children or adults. In every ceremony the realization of a sacred pattern called sigil which serves to invoke the deity should never be omitted. In this case to Abaddon which identifies and represents him. To make this drawing, it will be drawn in wood in front of the altar with a magickal tincture, a mixture of adept blood, ashes and dead bone powder. Initiatory Path of Fire Traditionally it has been associated with Abaddon directly with the most destructive aspect, but outside of it and the way its masks help us to devour the veils of the false universes generated in our worldly life, we can say based on experience its great help to enter through the thresholds of emptiness and liminal spaces, such as the transition to death, the way to the underworld, or in general, the border states between the principles and the symbolic endings of the void itself and chaos. In this sense, the steps through gates or entrances could symbolize the passage from one way of life to another, from one state to another, or function as an implicit initiation process in the act of crossing the outer threshold, in the same way than the descent of the adept to the underworld. Under this perspective Abaddon transforms both the crosses and the crucial moments of the life of the adept. Abaddon is intimately related to the moment of the initiatory process of the adept and the way it assumes the various universes or realities that manifest themselves in its existence, Abaddon is the entrance, the door and the key to this transformative process within the sinister path. Intermediate spaces such as thresholds in themselves symbolize the state of inner emptiness or as Austin Osman Spare would say: “the Neither-Neither state,” where is not neither inside nor outside. They symbolize being outside the established and known mundane world. In the same way under the veil of Abaddon, the intersection between the paths and different spiritual worlds does not belong to any particular place, but rather a part of the void of its own original nature uniting within the space and time. When working with evocations with

Abaddon, it is usually expected spontaneously at the treasury level but from experience, the crossroads are the ideal places where he could manifest himself easily. Abaddon appears with a great predisposition of help the adepts within the sinister path. This predisposition of help in the initiatory process is based especially in the mediating capacity and intercessor that emanates from its destructive nature "There is no creation without destruction". At the same time, it is configured as a demon that has its disposal a series of magickal tools, as the socalled seals of Abaddon, by means of which, it can be provoked a series of effects across the boundaries of the physical and etheric world. Abaddon rises as the angel of delight in causing destruction through the worlds. His ultimate goal is the complete immolation of the Mundane World, since he is a spirit of chaos. Magicians who would work with Abaddon through the infernal flame Fire would find him to be particularly rebellious and troublesome. The upper atmosphere is said to work with Abaddon who descends from deepest regions of subconscious, and in some cases without being Summoned by a Magician or an adept. Supposedly, Abaddon will attack anything that passes into their domain, and he is responsible for the fireballs and meteors that occasionally strike the earth. The natural forms of Abaddon are of varied appearance, but in all cases he will appear to be aflame, his eyes will glow like coal, and his mouth will vomit flames and smoke. He stinks of sulfur, burning flesh, and heated metal. Although his body is burning hot to the touch, Abaddon do not warm the air around him. Abaddon’s flames are so intense that they destroy everything in his steps. For that reason, malicious Fairies will often associate with him, because he has managed to make his way to the surface of the Earth. Abaddon in strength is in fact sometimes called “destroyer of worlds.” This principle is based on the idea that Abaddon in itself represents the universal chaos, as the principle of spiritual transformation, being the mediator between the earthly world and the underworld. But we really see a much more complex principle that in turn starts from the idea that everything in the realm of emptiness or chaos has its symbol in the earthly world, so that this Abaddon and adept connection is possible through the black flame, which comes to be, the initiatory process within the sinister alchemy of the adept, with Abaddon as the connector between the microcosm and the macrocosm, from the sinister perspective with its bases and foundations within the black flames of the Sitra Ahra. Abaddon, like the whole series of demons or entities to which they turn, are forced to ascend to the world of men from the infernal ether with conjurations and

enchantments of power. We can assume that these are secret mechanisms that would not be available to anyone. But an analysis in this practice is based on the idea that the demon to ascend the infernal ether needs a receptacle in which to inhabits, that is why it is important Abaddon fetish in his works that becomes the vessel of this during These works. One of the ways to build The Abaddon fetish was clay based which connects it to this plane, bathe it with blood for 3 months on new moon days and then put a goat horns on it. This fetish is fumigated with tobacco and incense of dragon's blood. The next ritual serves as a method of initiation to access existential planes where the spectral force of Abaddon resides. Using dead bone powder is used here as a magickal potion that serves as a catalyst of ourselves helps us enforce our astral body and more easily communicate with Abaddon, add drops of blood and some sexual libations to creates a paste and put 2 points on the front, on the palms of your hands! And one in your forehead forming a triangle, where you shall connect your mind, soul and flesh into a vortex of energy or portal to the ingress to the astral temple and let enter in a state of meditation until we reach a state of gnosis. After a few minutes you will start to see shadows in the form of a strong fire crawling around. Just let yourself go, and how you enter through the points of the palms of your hands and your forehead where the points of power are. You can feel its strength and a burning like fire penetrating your whole being! Then indulge yourself in this force until fall fainting on the floor! You have already penetrated his temple, then just experiment various visions and scope to receive knowledge and write in your magickal diary. Always try to do this ritual every day for 1 month until it becomes relatively easy to enter his secret temple and write all the information you receive and what you experience during practice. The experiments and diverse connections with Abaddon make us conscious of the introspective reality and how through each one of his masks we devour ourselves diverse universes, and well as realities in our lives from a magickal perspective. Each masks offered to us, the transmutative phase into the sinister path and the continuum of the plateau to the divinity in man, representing here as a powerful diamond that must be worked hard to understand the diverse connotations of what represents to work with Abaddon, not as an external deity, but most as an integral part of us, when exploring the shadow and enigmatic mysticism surrounding his nature. Two of the masks explored until now are the follow: The Mask of the Hunter In this mask Abaddon appears as a hunter having a big trident in the left hand, to kill and destroy everything in its path, and a flaming eye in the right hand, to see

everything visible and beyond. Wearing a gray cloak and riding upon a pale horse, he would set out on wild hunts to find and collect the spirits of the dead. His flesh is whitish and full of mayugaduras. Through the skin protrude their bones, not new white bones, but the bones that look as if they had been on earth for a thousand years, black, cracked and dirty. His fingers are thin and skeletal, his arms are thin and full of infected black sores where yellowish bones are seen. It has claws on the fingers and has 9 meters in height. It has empty eye sockets, it smells terrible and has 2 rows of sharp teeth like glass blades. His skin is gray, with things that appear to crawl inside her. He has long hands and tall, sharp horns.

Sigil to evoke the Hunter Mask The Mask of Vampire Predator In this mask Abaddon, became a powerful demon of energy absorption, poetry, science, medicine, wisdom, and magick. In this aspect, Abaddon is a moon demon and measurer of time, but also he is associated with wisdom and vampiric

predatory sorcery. As one of the great infernal kings, Abaddon explores the paths of the dead after their souls are entering to the aetheric gates, below the halls of fire. The feminine and demonic archetypes lives incarnated through Abaddon, empowering the predatory instincts and the sinister path of the adept. Here, through the primordial mask Abaddon joins the adept in an infernal communion, looking to become masters of this world via the consumption of power and strength of Earth. Also through this mask, Abaddon carries the souls of the recently deceased across the river of fire (“river of souls”) into the underworld. Abaddon confronts the adept in his oracular skills, teaching him how to communicate with animals and read tree leaves. In general, the rendering of Abaddon as “evil spirit” may seem to contrast the meaning of this word in the diverse demonic texts, where it generally indicates the blessed the adept, teaching him/ her the mysteries of his art and wisdom. The black flame of Abaddon brings immortality to the adept who has been initiated into the mysteries of predatory vampyrism as a way to reabsorb the energy of the world via subconscious.

Sigil to evoke Vampire Mask

Ululate Exitium The Beast, the Shadow & the Thing Bill Duvendack Book Four

IHAVE always appreciated the fact that occultists can take a scrap of lore and extrapolate it out to new, untold dimensions. This is especially true of Abaddon. There are very few references to him in myths and legends from the past, yet he is very popular among occultists and magicians at the moment, and really over the last few hundred years, thus making him one of the more enduring beings out there. Abaddon’s most notable, but not only appearance, is in the Judeo-Christian Bible, specifically in the Book of Revelation. It is either referred to as a place of destruction or an angel, specifically an angel of death. At this point it is worth noting that in the Judeo-Christian tradition there are several angels of death, which means you could correlate Abaddon to all of them. There are other details given about him though, that separate him from the others. One of his traits is the king of an army of locusts, for an example. However, another meaning of his name is ‘the destroyer.’ In total, in the Hebrew inspired Judeo-Christian cosmology, there are nine references to him, seven of which are in the Bible, and two that are not. Six of these occur in the Old Testament, while only one is in the new, and that is the reference mentioned above. We can see an evolution of his being when we look at these closely. In the oldest writings Abaddon wasn’t a being at all, but rather a descriptor for a place, specifically tied to the location of Gehenna. By the Book of Revelation, he had been exalted to being an angel of death and king of an army of locusts. This tells us that as that belief system developed, his prominence was interestingly enough increased. …And, that’s about it. Nothing more, really, from a hardline technical, historical perspective. Does this mean that is all we have? No. Does this mean it is not worth exploring? Again, no. As a matter of fact, Abaddon is so very worth exploring for one big reason above all else: his archetype. His archetype is that of

the beast of the pit, or a destroyer beast, and of course this can be extended to bringing death. Even if you factor in his association with a place rather than a being, it still brings us full circle to the concept of destruction. Of particular note is the fact that this is the straight up, raw power manifestation of destruction by the beast. It is in this realization we find the quintessential correspondence at the core of Abaddon’s character: He is an embodiment of “The Beast.” The archetype of the beast doesn’t need too much explanation to those that have taken at least a cursory glance at occultism, specifically in the direction of the Left Hand Path. It is that raw, primal, unbridled creature that lives in all of us. In this essay we will discuss correspondences of Abaddon that don’t get a lot of discussion, namely the similarities between him, “The Beast,” referencing Aleister Crowley and not, Choronzon, the Dweller on the Threshold, and the bestial nature of the human condition. Abaddon Written somewhere between 81-96 E.V., the author of the manuscript that is the Book of Revelation is technically unknown, but is often times considered John, or John the Apostle, or some other variant. Most of it was originally written in Greek, but there are hints of an older origin. It is even widely believed that the book was written by the author was on a psychedelic journey. Even though the Book of Revelation is considered part of the standard Bible of today, not all sects accept it as valid. In that Greek language, his name is Apollyon, but in the text is referenced the Hebrew word Abaddon. This establishes that the two words are interchangeable, so he can be contacted and worked with using either one. Of course to the wise there are deeper esoteric secrets that are differentiated in the different names, but that is a matter for another time and personal exploration. While the term Abaddon was used earlier in the Book of Job, written about the 6th B.C.E., it is only in Revelation that we see more personable attributes associated with the name. There is no real reason to further discuss the meanings of his names as we have discussed it previously, but there are a few take-aways from that discussion to reiterate here. First, his name is both his name and the name of a place of destruction. This is a place that contains or is a bottomless pit. Often times this also ties into the realm of the dead. When we recap the meaning of his name, the first thing to note is that he is referred to as an angel of death. We can see how those correlate him to Samael, Azrael, and other angels associated with death, but he is one of the older personifications of that archetype. Secondly, he is said to be the king of an army of locusts.

For us to begin to understand his character, we should first turn our attention to his role as an angel of death. In his particular case he is the destroyer aspect of death. He does not represent psychological death, or dying peacefully of old age. Rather, he is the raw, visceral, destructive personification. This could be extended to even say that he represents the physical decay and destruction of the flesh as the human form ages and eventually dies. Liberally speaking, we could also say that he has a strong correspondence to violence. This is implied because of his ‘destroyer’ trait. There is a large difference between natural decay and destruction. Destruction is the result of particular actions aimed at reducing something to the point that it is unworkable, whereas all things decay naturally. Samael, another angel of death, isn’t revealed until approximately 200 E.V., and Azrael doesn’t become known to us until approximately 600 E.V. True, many cultures on the planet at that time had their own concepts and personifications of death, and many civilizations that had risen and fallen before these times had them as well, such as was the case of the ancient Egyptians and their death deities such as Asar (Osiris) and Anpu (Anubis). As a matter of fact, the fact that he is a destroyer angel is interesting to us because this ties into the Hindu god Shiva, strengthening Abaddon’s correlation in the current Left Hand Path mythos and cosmology. Shiva is known as the destroyer god, or more specifically, the destroying aspect of the godhead. On this one point alone we can see a strong connection between the two, and while Shiva is an older deity, we can definitely see that due to the geographic location there may have been cross-pollination, or to the cynic, parallel development. Through this Shivaic correlation, we could also liberally extrapolate a connection between Abaddon and Lucifer. Many magicians today would argue that the two are related even before factoring this fact in, but what I share here is simply more information to be applied as you see fit in your personal practice. This concept is further strengthened by knowing that in the Acts of Thomas, a Gnostic text, it is written that Abaddon is the devil himself. These writings take place after the writing of the Book of Revelation, so it could be argued that what was written in the Acts of Thomas was a further extrapolation of the previous writing. In this Gnostic writing, Abaddon, written as Abbaton, is further fleshed out and clarified as a character. We find more information about him there, such as that it is said he was present in the tomb of Jesus the Christ upon his resurrection. These gnostic writings give us more information to incorporate into his story, such as his angelic name before becoming Abaddon, and his role in future events, especially as an escort of souls, so for those of you that are curious and want to know the details, consider this your direction finder. Let’s turn our attention to a breakdown of the several correspondences I mentioned above.

The Beast Let’s start with a scientific fact. Humans are a species and are at least partially animalistic. In other words, we are as much of an animal or a beast as we are human, removed from that. Yes, this varies by person to person, so some may be particularly in touch with their beastly side more than others, and there is nothing too terribly wrong with anywhere on that spectrum of opposites, but of course too much on one end of the spectrum is generally toxic. If we are here to experience the human experience, then we are to feel the experience of having a bestial side in addition to our human side. The beast in the human nature is exactly what you think it would be. Violence, aggression, the claim of dominion, the claim of conquest, primal consumption, lust, and all things related come to mind as traits of this bestial nature. Like many things in life though, the secret to success is through moderation. After all, “The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.” (William Blake) on the surface this tells us one of the life lessons while we are in physical form is that of living in harmony with one’s beast. At this point some of you may be thinking that the beast is a correlation to the shadow, but that is not true. First, the beast is part of our biological construction, whereas the shadow is more psychological in nature. Secondly, beasts have shadows just like people do. Anyone that has a pet that has a bad habit knows this. Therefore, we can keep the conversation delineated, and that is how I will address them in this essay. The struggle and relationship between being a human and being an animal has been discussed and written about for a long, long time. Take for example, the following passage: If they follow their appetites, and are nothing but Creatures of Nature, and do naught else with their Lives than consume and excrete, be that food, money, or effort, they will be little else than plants, or at best earthworms. If they follow their senses, and are nothing but Creatures of Nature, and do naught else with their Lives than gratify their five physical senses, following pleasure and avoiding pain, they will be little else than beasts of the field. Perhaps therein they shall become as noble as a hound or eagle-but they shall not be Human. —Epistle from Abaris to Ammonius, approximately 200-400 E.V. Reprinted by Stephen Edred Flowers in Hermetic Magic When one wants to take charge and control the animalistic tendencies they may have, it is Abaddon that would be wise to contact. This opens the door for a greater application, because this tells us Abaddon can be contacted and worked with for anything from overcoming addictions to arrogance. In this way it is Abaddon that is the beast, and it is that part of our nature that Abaddon represents.

After all, if one completely gives in to their animalistic desires, it will eventually lead to their destruction if it is allowed to roam unfettered. To Mega Therion However, one of the most famous or infamous beasts of recent occult history is that of the “Great Beast” Aleister Crowley. Aleister Crowley was one of the most premier and controversial occultists of the twentieth century who ushered in the new structured belief system of Thelema. He was a ceremonial magician, Master Mason, World Teacher, the father of American astrology, and many other titles. His impact on the western esoteric tradition cannot be stated enough, and because of his notoriety, I see no reason to go into much detail here. Especially since there is only one facet of him I want to address, a couple of his magical titles. One of the more infamous titles he had throughout his life was that of identifying with “The Great Beast.” The story goes that when he was very young, his mother basically called him ‘a beast’ for his behavior during an argument. She did this because his father was a preacher and the household was very devout overall. So of course, in classic young boy style of response, he declares “Then the beast I will become!” Specifically, he was referring to the Beast from the Book of Revelation. In that text there are two beasts referenced, one of them correlating to Abaddon. So yes, you could say Crowley was aligning who he was with this beast. He further developed this concept into his magical life and it became a signature trait of his. Later on in life he connected this with Baphomet and used that identification and designation extensively in the O.T.O. (Ordo Templi Orientis). It is in this way that we see Abaddon coming to the surface through him and his work. While many focus on understanding, interpreting, and working with the Baphomet definition of his moniker, not as many work with the Abaddon side of his character, which was strongly present in his life. On an interesting side-note, science has classified an ancient being as ‘Megatherium,’ which is derived from the Greek words that loosely translate to “great beast,” or ‘megatherion.’ Thus we see that there is a larger archetype of the beast at play here, one stretching back earlier than Crowley, but essentially the same characteristics of being bestial. The idea of some sort of monstrous beast lurking in the shadows of history has been around a long time, and while Crowley aligned himself to it, it is also safe to say that many others have as well, they simply have not become as famous. As a matter of fact, it is common in occultism today for people to align to Baphomet, and this would be at least part of the character of the beast. Oh, and did I just say we can find Abaddon in the works of Crowley? Well, yes, yes I did. Just because something is not overt in his works does not mean it isn’t there.

Biologically speaking, every human has a ‘reptilian brain.’ Briefly, this is the oldest, evolutionary speaking, of three controls the human brain has in order to regulate itself and the rest of the human body. Specifically, this region of the brain controls the vital functions of the human body. These include, heartbeat, breathing, balance, body temperature, and related functions. Thus most people on the planet have a fully function reptilian brain with a small amount of deviancy. However, this consistency is also an issue, as it is considered rigid and oftentimes compulsive. Impulsive could also be thrown into the conversation as well. The Shadow Taking it in its deepest sense, the shadow is the invisible saurian tail that man still drags behind him. Carefully amputated, it becomes the healing serpent of the mysteries. Only monkeys parade with it. —Dr. Carl Jung, “The Integration of the Personality,” 1939 The shadow self is quite often talked about but very rarely defined. Let’s take a closer look at it to see what it is and what it isn’t. As can be seen from the quote above, the shadow self is commonly known about in psychology circles, and by many others that have an interest in studying the human mind. Jung’s teachings, and those of his mentor, Dr. Sigmund Freud, have influenced the vast majority of modern psychology and depth psychology, and both have left a lasting legacy on modern mental psychological health and practices today. Dr. Jung often times mentioned the shadow self in his writings, but he was not the first one, nor the only one, to know of its existence, and what can be done with it, and further, what should be done with it. This idea in occultism dates back to the mid-19th century, and has a major influence on modern day occultism. Modern metaphysicians and shamans work with the shadow self extensively, and there are spiritual paths that make great use of it with the purpose of either reveling in it or being immersed in it. Some Hindu texts such as the Sutras of Patanjali (322-185 BCE) could be interpreted to making reference to it as well. We carry our past with us, to wit, the primitive and inferior man with his desires and emotions, and it is only with an enormous effort that we can detach ourselves from this burden. If it comes to a neurosis, we invariably have to deal with a considerably intensified shadow. And if such a person wants to be cured it is necessary to find a way in which his conscious personality and his shadow can live together. —Dr. Carl Jung, “Answer to Job,” Psychology & Religion: West & East The shadow self is the subconscious part of our being that could be considered a filter of sorts. It is the part of the psyche that collects the deep, dark, and neglected parts of us. Usually this is considered to contain simply bad habits, but

it can also be parts of ourselves we choose not to develop but that could be of great value to us for our personal growth. This is the part of our psyche where the dark things dwell. Of course these can be very challenging things to face about ourselves, so it is wise to think things through when it comes to the shadow. If you approach the shadow from a mental plane, you may find it a bit easier of a route. The shadow can be very emotionally taxing, pulling your heart strings as you work through things that haven’t been worked through before, or put off until a later time. In this way it addresses not only challenges and growth opportunities for the individual, but it also addresses things that have been neglected. For example, if weight control has always been seen as a long term project, and thus been delayed on, it would be part of the shadow. The shadow is also the part of us that we deny. Part of this can also be something that our ego won’t let us see because it’s too much of a revelation. One way to look at this is to look at what other people tell us through an objective and untainted lens. If someone calls us mean, it is wise to consider that they may be right. After all, every action we have with something outside of ourselves is an interaction with divinity. While they may turn out to be objectively wrong (after all, consider the source in all things), there is also wisdom in perceiving things from another point of view, and reflecting on whether or not those things are true. This is where our guides and teachers can be of great assistance for personal growth. A caveat should be shared here though, and that is that it is wise to know our limitations. We should know where to draw the line, and we should know how to not bite off more than we can chew when it comes to addressing the shadow. Sometimes we want to address the big picture, not realizing that we can break it down tree by tree, or that we can address things in the shadow in stages, rather than all at once. In other words, when working with the shadow, it is wise to avoid thinking in absolutes, but rather a sliding shade of grey. Metaphysics makes this a little more complicated though, but what that means is that deeper and more profound levels of healing can occur. Metaphysics reminds us that we can look at this from multiple perspectives, and when we do this, we begin to look at past lives and how the shadow of a life has carried itself forward into this one. Of course with deep introspection, we can sow the seeds going forward for future lives. By seeing what we’re doing now in an objective way, we can work with how our shadow will form from this lifetime going forward. We’ll talk more about this later, but for now just know that everything we talk about in this class is fluid to a certain extent. A common theme through lifetimes is that we pick and choose our battles, and because of this, we often times spot parts of our character that are calling for

attention, but we turn our eyes away to other parts of us that are calling for the same thing. Often times, we make this choice based on the conscious or subconscious path of least resistance. We choose what road to walk based on what we perceive would be easiest and most convenient. In the long run this works against us, and shoots us in the foot so to speak, but in the short term, it allows us to focus on the “in your face” subjects that are speaking the loudest. The shadow usually operates through subconscious sabotage means. A lot of times, if one is not in touch with their shadow or actively working with their shadow, the shadow is free to run amuck throughout life, and usually manifests as self-sabotage or sabotage. After all, thoughts are things. The deeper and stronger the shadow, the more vivid and pronounced the manifestation, and yes, this can almost take physical form. One of the biggest ways the shadow operates is through temptation. However, this is not the only way that the shadow can operate. The shadow can operate through denial, ignorance (as in not knowing that it is the shadow operating, but rather believing it is some external being. Another example is that it operates better if you don’t know your banishings and basic space clearing techniques like smudging.), or even downright maliciousness in certain circumstances. In other words, if something always gets under your skin, then it is generally the shadow that is speaking. Of course there are other ways that the shadow operates as well, and those ways are usually in line with what is mentioned here. Using you to fulfill an addiction is another common method it uses. Now we can see that the first section has to do with the physical bestial nature of being a human, and the second has to do with the psychological bestial nature each and every one of us has. What this tells us is that each of us have at least two beasts to contend with in our day to day lives, and thus we could work with Abaddon in either context to achieve desired success. This also tells us in a broad sense all of us have an Abaddon within us. While all of this may seem potent enough, there is more to add to the conversation, so let us turn our attention to a few more examples of how Abaddon is at work in the Western Esoteric Tradition and the world today. The Dweller on the Threshold There is a being of sorts that one encounters as they face and integrate their shadow, and that is the being known as the dweller on the threshold. In a lot of ways, it is magick made manifest, and in other ways it is greater than the sum of its parts. This being is the culmination of everything in the shadow. In order to understand it fully, though, it is wise to dip into thought forms for a moment. Obviously, thought forms are forms of thought. In other words, they are patterns

of energy that are generated through particular thought processes. The stronger the emotional tie to the form of thought, the bigger the thought form. Whether it is an uplifting or destroying thought form is based on other factors though. First, the more negative the pattern of thought, the more condensed it is, energetically speaking. Uplifting thought forms are finer in nature. The more negative the thought form, the denser it becomes, and the more uplifting the thought form, the more fragile it is in some ways because it requires more discipline and inner strength in general. Sometimes negative thought forms prey off of those two traits as well, or even their absence. One simple image comparison is that the more negative the thought form, the more it is like a rock in its density, but the more refined and positive the thought form, the more it is like a spider’s web in its density. While sometimes thought forms are individual in their tethering, it is also worth noting that there can be thought forms tied to locations, and this can make things very interesting. For example, a thought form attached to a particular bar may continue to exist long after the demolition of said bar. In this way, thought forms are like ghosts or energetic imprints, and the connection between ghosts and thought forms is a whole other topic. Thought forms can thus be consciously created, but most times are created unconsciously. For example, if you get mad at someone and let that energy out, it will accumulate on the finer planes at that spot, and will be attached to the people involved in the situation. Rage isn’t the only emotion that can fuel them obviously, but it is the one that acts the quickest, and can potentially be the worst to deal with. If a particular pattern of behavior is continued, then the thought form grows in strength, size, and denseness. Eventually it becomes sentient, at least on a survival level of consciousness, if not more. Thought forms will look for something to feed from the more they gain survival consciousness. This means that there is a sentience. Each thought form, and by extension each piece of the shadow, has a certain degree of sentience attached to it. Doesn’t this just cause you to take another look at addictions and haunted locations? All thought forms have varying degrees of energy attached to them in order for the above to occur, and at this point it is wise to remember a phrase of Albert Einstein: “Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.” This means the only way to “dissipate” a thought form is to find a channel for the energy to flow to instead of the conditioned response. Transmutation is the key here. We also see that what this means is that the thought forms that have been utilized the most and in existence the longest in one’s life are the ones that are the strongest and also most sentient. We also see that what this means is that the thought forms that have been utilized the most and in existence the longest in one’s life are the ones that are the strongest and also most sentient. This

sets the stage for discussing the dweller on the threshold. The dweller on the threshold is the culmination of the shadow, and the culmination of all of the sentience from the individual beings (thought forms) that exist there. Not only is it a bigger consciousness, it is also stronger and more impacting on the life of the individual. Because of this potency it can also create reality to a greater degree than an individual thought form. Eventually all will face their own dweller, but that doesn’t have to mean that the full force of it is in action. True, when it is faced, it will be the biggest, so to speak, of all of the parts of the shadow, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that it will be the same size that it is now, or that you can’t influence it with spiritual development. The dweller on the threshold is the big nasty everything of the shadow in this way, and it is a major accomplishment to face it. In the western esoteric tradition sometimes it is called “Choronzon,” the demon of dispersion. It stands at the abyss, and is the last great hurdle of the individual before true enlightenment occurs. Choronzon Choronzon is one of the most interesting characters in the western esoteric tradition. I first got introduced to it through the writings of Aleister Crowley and the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn early on in my studies, and when I first learned about him, it was in the context of him corresponding to the consciousness of the abyss that every magician goes through on the journey back to communion. He is very much the sum-consciousness of the shadow self, and Qabalistically speaking, he resides in Da’ath, the sephiroth that is not. He is encountered while usually traveling the path of Gimel, but can also be encountered on other paths as one crosses the abyss. This psychospiritual journey is what one undertakes in their development from the consciousness of the personality self to the realm of divinity of the supernal triad. Da’ath corresponds to knowledge, and the very easy answer to the question of this sphinx is that if one solely focuses on accumulating knowledge but never applies it in an earthly life, they are lost into the abyss, falling victim to Choronzon and failing the evolutionary test. Still to this day, this is a common understanding of the nature of Choronzon. While I approach this from a psychospiritual perspective, some ceremonial magicians take this from a very literal perspective, and try to evoke Choronzon to visible appearance. For some this is to bring to visible appearance at least part of their shadow in order to psychologically look at it objectively in order to heal the rift with it. For others there is the belief that it is an actual being in their paradigm and thus they are simply contacting it like they would any other spirit. These two perspectives on it are worth keeping in mind and both are viable for a magician to employ. A lot of this also ties into the “ego death” discussed by occultists, but that is a

conversation for another time and place. Bluntly though, none of these are actually classical Choronzon though, so let us turn our attention that direction. The name Choronzon first appears in the Enochian writings of Sir John Dee and Edward Kelley, and really, it wasn’t more than a brief mention. In The Complete Enochian Dictionary, Donald C. Laycock says that it is the name of a mighty demon that rebelled against God, and he proposes the possibility it is analogous to Lucifer. And yep, that’s about it. So basically took the term and concept from Enochian magick, which he first encountered through the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn. In his personal practice he expanded his work with Enochian extensively, and it is not difficult to research. For example, he considered the goddess Babalon as the riposte to Choronzon. Of course this also hints at the understated and underexplored role of Abaddon within the system of Thelema, but I digress. This is a common theme in occultism to note though, of a magician taking a detail, working with it, and sharing what has been gleaned through that work. In that way Crowley was very archetypal. Choronzon was further developed and fleshed out through Thelema, and there is a rich wellspring of information there as it pertains to Choronzon being the dweller on the threshold, which of course draws the correlation to Abaddon. All of this information also tells us that we can choose to work with Abaddon for these reasons as well. However, an essay on Abaddon, and one from the perspective of the Left Hand Path, wouldn’t be complete without a reference to HP Lovecraft, so let’s see what he contributes to the conversation. H.P. Lovecraft & “The Thing on the Doorstep” The Thing on the Doorstep is a short story written by the American horror author H.P. Lovecraft in 1933. A short synopsis of the story is that it has to do with mind and body transference, and the transference of consciousness specifically. What is left at the end of the story, using a signature knock for verification, is the thing on the doorstep for the narrator to face. Yeah, there’s a lot more to it than that, but I’ll leave it for now. A lot of, if not most of, Lovecraft’s stories of a similar vein were either inspired by books he read or from his dreams. Those of you that work with the alchemical imagination and have studied it through the writings of Dr. Carl Jung know to what I am referring. For those of you that may not be familiar, this is the perspective that the imagination is the place where visualizations are created, which also means it is the furnace for the Will before it results in physical world manifestation. Jung approached this from the perspective that it is through conscious control and application of the imagination in the name of spiritual and personal development that we further empower ourselves and thus increase our

power overall. This is especially important to keep in mind when reading the writings of H.P. Lovecraft, for there are powerful occult truths buried in his works, but he himself was not conscious of these when he was writing them. However, he was a conduit, and in this short story of his we see a more psychologically complex yet visually grisly visage for the beast literally at the threshold, the beast known for the last few thousand years as Abaddon. Lovecraft’s story is a stark and visceral display of part of the nature of Abaddon, and does dove tail in rather well with the rest of what we’re discussing here. It is also worth noting that the familiarity Lovecraft had with occultism is generally considered to be light overall, but I simply mention this here to show that these forces will find the best channel they can that suits their agenda, regardless of whether or not there is an occult connection. This is a powerful lesson to keep in mind as you go through life. Abaddon is everything from these stories and so much more, because he is all of this in addition to his attributes we know nothing about that have either been lost to the sands of time, or simply not uncovered yet. However, one metaphysical principle is true, which is that when we are ready to learn these things as a species, they will be discovered and transmitted. Necromantic Connections Finally, and this is a detail, but it is a fun detail none the less, is that Abaddon is said to correspond to a place named “Sheol,” a Hebrew word which usually translates to “the realm of the dead.” Another connection exists between him and a place called Gehenna, which is a small valley near Jerusalem. There is even a hint at a connection between him and pagan women, so if you feel inspired to dig, you will find some interesting tidbits. Anyway, back to center. Historically, it was a place where kings sacrificed children with fire, and it is because of this that it eventually got tied into the overall vision of the Christian Hell that developed over the centuries. This also tells us that Abaddon corresponds to human sacrifice too, but I’m not touching that. All of this strengthens the connection between Abaddon and at least one realm of the lands of the dead. This tells us that if you work with the dead in any fashion, you could very easily work with Abaddon in order to increase your skill development in that area. Specifically, if you work with the Christian idea of Hell, you could consider this a place you could navigate with the assistance of Abaddon. As much as he is the psychological and biological beast, he is also the very physical and real beast. I enjoy pointing this out because it opens the door for correspondences that have to do with necromancy that include oils, herbs, etc. Plants such as yarrow, rosemary, and patchouli can all be incorporated into your rites with Abaddon. Any of the

traditional correspondences of necromancy could also be incorporated, such as a hand of glory et al. Final Thoughts From all of this material we can see the correlations between all of these entities. Doesn’t this reveal an Abaddon that is far more powerful than the one that is usually discussed? He is invasive and pervasive, and this makes sense because he is a destroyer, and the seeds of destruction are found in all living things, as everything that lives is in a constant state of slow entropy. It should also be remembered here that there is no growth inside of a comfort zone. It is only after the conflict of leaving the comfort zone that growth can be achieved. How do I know that there is conflict when leaving the comfort zone? First, there is the fact that we live in a polarity based existence. Secondly, we should remember that the lesson of a seed. It is only after the seed conflicts with the topsoil and destroys the ground that it can claims its full destiny as the plant it is supposed to be. Therefore, Abaddon is as integral to nature, existence, and the development of the human species as water is to life, in a lot of ways. We should keep this in mind when working with him in order to understand his potency. Yes, he is destruction made flesh. Yes, he is a patron of necromancers. Yes, he is the beast that resides at the bottom of a pit, whether you mean that psychologically, spiritually, or in the case of the valley of Gehenna, possibly physically. But he is also an angel of death. He is both the jail and the jailer we all face at some point in our development, especially those that are occultists. It is through him though, that we find our greatest strength in that we have to face him, in his pit, in order to be reborn. After all, this archetypal pattern of life, death, and rebirth is a central theme in the western tradition, and keeping all of this in mind gives us a way to work with that pattern without having to resort to similar archetypes we may not naturally resonate. The knowledge and understanding of his archetype and character can be of great assistance to those that constantly work on personal and spiritual growth and ascent, especially within the framework of the Western Esoteric Tradition. We also now see that in earlier times he was considered at least part and parcel to the concept of The Devil, which could be explored further in other places, but that is not here. This information does show how he fits into an overall structure or hierarchy that many work with in their personal pantheons. Also revealed to us is his impact on the creation and development of the Hell mythos from the JudeoChristian belief system. We can see how a lot of his character got amalgamated with other features, such as the Norse goddess Hel, the All-Father Pan, Shaitan, and others. It is through this amalgamation that they developed the rich mythology

it has today, including such features as eternal damnation, the lake of fire, and so many other egregious features. Some could argue this all relates back to an early interpretation mistake or misunderstanding, since the name went from meaning a place to eventually an angel, and was considered prominent enough to be blended with the other beings mentioned above during the creation of Hell and related subjects. This could be a sound argument, and I personally like to consider this because it is really Occam’s Razor in action. However, if that is true, we still come back to the fact that he has been around for so long now that he has built up a power of his own, and is now ancient, powerful, highly sentient, and autonomous. You could work with this linguistic perspective though, because we have the Greek word for his name, remember? Apollyon. Earlier I mentioned that there was an esoteric side to the difference between the two languages and names, and I want to end this piece circling back to it to encourage you to pursue this more if you have the desire. Just like the Hebrew language is magical, so is ancient Greek in a lot of ways. Therefore, you can apply a lot of what you already know about Hebrew to ancient Greek names and words. The Greek Qabalah by Kieren Barry is an excellent place to start. Once you accomplish this, you put yourself in a position to have at your disposal a whole new and largely untapped set of correspondences and meaning to be used with him if you choose. If this dimension of his character was worked with in this way, it either happened a long time ago, and has not been transmitted through time to us, or it never occurred at all, so this is truly an area full of potential for the creative magician that has an extreme interest in Abaddon. Finally, Abaddon is the bottomless pit, which means he devours all, which means he is a whore. The idea of the whore and its application to many beings that exist in the cosmos today is a subject that has been en vogue for many years now, and broadly since the neopagan revival of the nineteen sixties when more emphasis was placed on female equality in the western world. While the idea of looking at Abaddon from an ancient Greek correspondence is highly interesting, it is even more so that you could work with Abaddon from the perspective of working with the sacred whore, which would align him with Lilith, Babalon, and many other powerful goddesses currently in fashion. No matter where you choose to go from here, enjoy the journey, but be warned because it is a bottomless pit. BILL DUVENDACK

Liber INFERI The Book of Hell Orlee Stewart Book Five

THE study of Abaddon on this particular journey initiates as an entity from the Book of Revelation, as he who holds the key to the abyss. This book is also called the Apocalypse of John, after its alleged author who contributed this text as the final component to the New Testament of the Christian bible. Unlike the previous books of the series, which contain supposed historical events, the Book of Revelation predicts what is to occur in the future. The connection between this eccentric biblical text and the pursuit of occult enlightenment (a literal meaning of the word apocalypse: the revealing of that which is hidden) by the practice of ceremonial magick, would soon come to pass. This arose as a source of looming inspiration from which I could not escape through linear time. Revelation became a tempting book to study in my practice as any materials pertaining to Jesus would be considered blasphemy to the religious values of my family. I read the book obsessively and embodied the current of its energies. We opened the gates and they came to reclaim us. We are the children of death. The descent was a trembling path along the reminders of a life twisted around the greatest mystery of all; transcendence of the flesh beyond mortality and what awaits us there. How entitled we are to assume that hell is waiting for our damned souls, as the ability to enter into the kingdom of the infernal is no easy task accomplished. A certain transgression of self seems to be one path to this goal, a disintegration of all that the mind has been indoctrinated into as reference to the nature of reality. There was a point where my life no longer made sense in terms of rational thinking and I had to abandon my entire perspective of mortality. Through the survival of experiences that would likely make one become insane, I was able to achieve moments of great supernatural wonder, transforming my life and filling me with the desire to share this gnosis with others. The beginning of which was initiated when I experienced what one would best call the underworld, when Abaddon

opened the pit for me and I emerged as a forerunner of the apocalypse. Forerunners of the Apocalypse The process is perhaps beyond my ability to explain in human words. However, I write this as an attempt to share of this journey with those who are also wandering ghosts. This is for those of us who death could not hold fast unto and those who exist in an alternate dimension to ordinary reality, through the ordeals which reveal that there is far more to our universe than a simple narrative. The objective of this work also serves to illuminate keys within the Book of Revelation and that they may fall into the hands of those who may use them for the ultimate alchemical transformation of reality. As it is written: He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna… —Revelation 2:17, KJV Through experiencing Abaddon and my own personal revelation, it seems that this manna described is perhaps a taste of what it truly is to become immortal, the transcendence of flesh into eternity, gnosis of the framework of our reality through drinking deeply from the Holy Grail. For this perspective, let us entertain the idea in that which is written of being overcome in order to earn the taste of this sacred manna is the cycle of reincarnation and this process can be accelerated when one remembers their previous incarnation to pick up where they left off. Once this surreal possibility is realized and developed into practice, a magician may find themselves scores of years ahead of their contemporaries, the average human going about the motions of a life predetermined in understanding. A magician will notice such things, having incorporated the experiences of their past selves into their repertoire of knowledge and skills. The ability to connect with the future self provides further advantages and insights into one’s perceptions. This is no fantasy as all who pursue such endeavors can find their way to both the past and future self through tapping into the source of all information which exists outside of linear time. To preserve what remains of my sanity, we will focus upon the most logically possible descriptions of how this occurred. It began with my attendance of an astrology class held at the public library by a magical order of which I had taken membership therein. I had chosen the magical name “Inferi” as my moniker, a Latin word meaning hell, down below or the infernal ones. This name was chosen to match my dark aesthetic and I was completely unaware of the truths this would later pertain unto. At one point during the astrology class, our teacher raised his head to gaze at me and seemingly randomly stated that I had existed in a previous life as an artist that was fairly well known. I found this to be rather embarrassing

as it had nothing to do with the class and did not favor public attention in this period of my life. I now realize that his exclamation had a purpose far greater than an impulse of creative projection and my actual connection to this identity in another life did not actually matter. The purpose of his remark was when magick became real and no longer an obscure hobby. This incident triggered my descent into hell and the understanding of that which exists before life and after death thanks to Abaddon and the spirits of the underworld. The identity of this artist is irrelevant because it is important for us to not allow our pasts to overshadow or impress too firmly upon our current life so that we may not repeat it yet again. What I learned from this was far greater than any one life, the secret to working outside of linear time. In my efforts to try and connect with this so called past version of myself to enhance my skills as an artist, the message I received from them was something that I would have never expected. The information that they provided with me was that their teaching me of such painting knowledge would serve me no benefit. They informed me that the best way to unlocking their abilities of visionary mastery from the spirit world was to not connect and learn from them as a mere human but rather to tap into the source of all information itself. Once this occurred, I became ready for initiation by the spirits themselves. I did not wish to share this information publicly for many years out of concern that people would discount me as insane, however I feel that no longer matters and disclosing it is worth judgment in order for it to empower those who can understand. At this time, I lived with my first magical partner. For the sake of getting to the point, let me simply say that things grew in a dangerous fashion fairly quickly with a combination of black magick, self-willed possession and spiritual technologies. This was possible as I was supporting both of us and therefore he was able to completely loose himself to the entities which overtook his body, remaining inside for months without influence of the exterior world. This was not something that I knowingly participated in as our daily rituals were combined with his own secretive rites. I was able to determine that the work was inclined toward two specific motives: contact with extraterrestrial intelligences and the shifting of the assemblage point to emerge in an alternate reality. The initial efforts of assemblage point shifting through sleep were in vain, the real occurrence manifested through my death and Abaddon’s abilities to allow the passage thereafter. Some items that my partner had created for these tasks were magical tools out of human skeletal remains which he had obtained somehow. Finger bones were strung upon a magnetized piece of metal to create his wand and another magnetized wire was spiraled into place inside the cranial cavity of a skull (I know of these details as I later ventured to remove the metal parts and laid them to

rest in the earth). Through his body, emerging in energies flowing out of him visibly and also appearing in the space around us were various different intelligences, each fighting over their time to express information. I learned about the dawn of the age of spiritual technologies and participated in their rituals to compose sacred machinery. They also taught me the magick of emotions, the destructive power of fear and how love is desired by even the most terrifying of monsters, what is was like to descend to Kether where the Tree of Life emanated forth and how it feels to fall back down to earth, crashing into reality and the mundane world. Before the novelty of the experience wore off, it was deeply entertaining and nourishing for both my adventurous and inspirational needs. One of many things that the spirits communicated to me was that we were “forerunners of the apocalypse”, no explanation was given and at the time as there was so much happening that I was too overwhelmed to question them. Every time that I would return into our apartment from school or working, it was like walking into another dimension with sights beyond what we consider possible to see in ordinary reality. The experience grew through the passing months from amusing and exciting to disturbing as the person I knew became lost and replaced with a series of different hosts which controlled his body, causing it to move and speak in a non-human fashion whilst becoming violent and destructive. The period of time was incredibly fascinating where I learned that things in our reality can be far stranger than any movie and filled me with more than is relevant to elaborate here as the focus is my descent into Hell. Despite being able to experience such terribly visceral paranormal phenomenon, it was unstable and destroying my partner’s body. He could not choose to stop this as the person I knew was lost to alternate personalities which shifted his facial features and movements depending on the puppeteer. His torso had become injured from flying in and out of the 6th floor windows, onto the balcony and back into the apartment, his body bouncing off furniture like a rubber ball. This combined with minimal food consumption resulted in him becoming frail and barely able to stand. Something had to be done to try and deal with this situation and the universe provided this gift. One day he decided that he was going to go outside after months of isolation from the world. He asserted that he must go ‘to balance the four elements’ and put on a white frilled dress shirt with a matching suit jacket with tails and dashed out the door. I had assumed at this time that I would likely never see him again. In my depression, I went to sleep and awoke to a voicemail from my friend, the head of the Occult Research Bureau that he had my partner at his apartment. The occultist wanted to help him and delivered us unto a psychoanalyst who specialized in the phenomenon of spirit channeling to study and advise us on his condition. When we

were at the psych office, my partner became docile, sleepy and calm. Whilst reclining on the sofa, several marbles fell out of his pocket and onto the floor. One of the others exclaimed that he lost his marbles and we all laughed. This accident was a hilarious metaphor amongst the growing ordeal. Nothing really seemed to come out of the meeting aside from the psychoanalyst’s fascination and note taking, so we returned home. At this point, I had become quite tired of the loss of my companion to the abyss and spending my time with the other entities controlling him so I decided to take matters into my own hands that night. Although one of the personalities speaking through him told me that my partner was in Hell, I needed to do whatever I could and undo what had occurred and I would try to perform an exorcism. Something was controlling his body and had been released to take his place here on earth. I realize that this all sounds very dramatic however I must emphasize that there was nothing human about the personalities which manipulated this person with whom I had cohabitated for years. Once he realized what I was attempting to do, his calm demeanor from our outing was replaced with manic fervor as he urinated around me as a means of defense. I was able to calm him down onto our bed by splashing water over him from a nearby glass that happened to be on the floor. Once he was laying there, I stood next to him and performed what I knew best at the time, the Esoteric Order of the Golden Dawn’s Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram which I recited for countless repetitions as it seemed to be effecting the spirits. I performed the ritual for hours until the spirits tricked me into thinking they were gone by making him fall asleep and I soon after passed out from exhaustion. When I awoke, the situation had not improved at all. He was doing a strange dance, hopping from one foot to another. I watched as he hopped towards the kitchen, grabbed dishes and began smashing them onto the floor. He then picked up pieces of dishes and tried to cut his hands. I cried out for him to stop and he immediately ran forward and told me that he needed to stop me because I was going to cause the apocalypse. This seemed insane yet I did attempt to cause it years later. He jumped onto me, biting into my face and plunging his fingers into my eye socket. My head smashed onto the floor and I left my body. Open Wide the Gates of Hell The place I found myself was unlike anything I had witnessed on Earth. This was a primordial space of moving forms and shifting color figures. These bodies writhed and stacked in geometric alignments across a dark landscape of twisting paths and mountains with arcane peaks. Some of the figures were clearly humanoid whilst others had egg-like appendages for heads and limbs. A great blackness enveloped the figures in a pool of shadows. Off in the distance,

insectoid creatures embraced some figures. Others had collapsed in pain, vomiting their blood. In the background was a gate of darkness and pain, overseen by Abaddon who stood at guard beneath sigils cast cross the vaporous sky above. I wandered down the path that I was on. The place where I walked felt as real as any living moment. There was a monochrome grey forest where instead of leaves, the tree branches dissipated into plumes of black smoke which filled the air. The vapor of their essence contrasted against the sky which was incredibly bright from an unknown light source. It seemed that perhaps the air itself contained some sort of phosphorescent luminance. Further nude yet sexless humanoid figures congregated beneath the trees, the extremities of their bodies transforming into the drifting smoke of the atmosphere and also extending into bloodied stalks which pierced into the dark earth below. Creatures which resembled bony coyotes gathered around them in waiting. It seemed strange that I was overlooked by this scene and I meandered down the path until I was no longer alone. The angel of death had taken the form of Ma’at, the Egyptian death vulture goddess who weighs the heart upon expiration against her feather. It was then I knew this emanation was chosen to comfort me as I had worked with the planet Saturn which is heavy in my chart as a guiding force through a maternal figure in Ma’at. In meeting death as my mother, I would not fear her. She approached me sweetly and told me that I was not going to be staying in the underworld because there was much more that I needed to accomplish in the world of the living. This would be possible because the angel of death holds the power to exist outside of linear time. Through connecting with this current, one can travel through time. The duration of my exploration of this world felt like only a few minutes until my entire self evaporated. This transition through dissipation was the shifting of my assemblage point, I had accomplished the task that my partner had wanted to achieve himself, to escape from his past to a new reality. I found myself back on the floor of our apartment as I returned to consciousness. Reaching to feel my eye, I found that all my injuries had somehow healed except for a few scratches and blood coming from my bottom lip which had been cut. The shock of this was incredible as the pain and visceral experience of having my eye ripped out and face torn into by a possessed lunatic seemed impossible to have not occurred. It was only later when I realized what could have happened to me, either that I had returned to a different reality, one wherein I would have a chance to survive or perhaps it has all been an extended purgatory, my new life being an illusion for the torment of my accursed soul or the transition of death could possibly lead to continued life in another place. Those questions would never cease to haunt me. One thing was clear through all of this, that Abaddon, the angel of death had somehow and for some reason permitted me access through the abyss and that

process had not only restored my body to its state in a previous time but also rejuvenating my spirit with the courage to withstand and go onwards from the experience. Laying on the hard wood floor, my body felt as though it had awakened from a deep sleep, refreshed and filling with the adrenaline of the realization of what all had gone on and the potential for a future. From my place on the ground, I soon saw that my partner was off distracted at the other side of our apartment and did not notice I was alert. I was able to escape by grabbing my purse and shoes which I had conveniently left near the door and ran down six flights of stairs through the fire escape of our building where I called for help. The further events truly felt as though I must have been killed and the living dead through some sort of strange extension of Hell. I called our friend from the previous day and he told me that there was nothing more we should do at this time other than call the hospital. I dialed them and remember saying that what had happened over in our apartment was like the movie The Exorcist to help them understand the situation. Several police officers and a fire truck arrived and greeted me outside of our building. The police had me return up to the apartment with them to assess the situation. I informed them that he was likely naked, as the spirits would not allow him to be dressed. He did not seem startled when we entered and they had me help him dress before taking us both to the hospital, with him handcuffed in the back of one car and I riding unchained in the other. At the hospital, his wrists and legs were bound into a stretcher and the hospital staff took over, pushing his bed through the entrance corridors as he vibrated “OHM” over and over again at the top of his lungs, filling the waiting rooms with the sound of a demented monastery. They placed him inside a single patient room behind glass and metal doors. The staff informed me that they would be administering drug testing to him to determine the cause of his behavior. To their shock, the test returned clean as no drugs were involved. It soon became the end of visiting hours and I was sent home while he had been legally held there for the next three days for observation. I could not bring myself to go back to our apartment alone so I called my friend Shay who is also a witch to return there with me. She helped me to find the pieces of magnetized metal within our temple and I removed them from the bones as I felt that those implements were conducting the source of my partner’s connection to the frequencies of the spirits controlling him. Shay and I performed a ritual to neutralize the energy into the soil outside and she welcomed me to stay on her couch so I would not need to remain there alone. During the night I told her of my deep concern that I was no longer alive. I explained how it seemed impossible for the things I had experienced to have happened and for me to be continuing living as before. She assured me that I was very much alive yet it would not fully reassure me of that truth.

I returned the next day to the hospital and found my partner in the mental ward, located on the top floor of the building, obscured by a locked and supervised entrance. The doctors wanted to speak to me alone, to explain what had occurred. I had assumed that this would be the point where all would be put aright, that my partner’s condition would be explained in some sort of medical terminology that could have a solution. This is when things became far stranger and the growing feeling that I was still in the land of the dead persisted because the doctors told me that my partner was channeling spirits. They wanted to keep him there for a few days to meet with a doctor who was also odd as he wore a flashy, large Freemason belt buckle. When I spoke to my partner, he thanked me for calling the hospital. He seemed to be doing much better in terms of comparison to his previous state although the person who he was no longer seemed to be the man I knew. He was an empty shell of a personality, timid and shy. I thought it was the medications they had dosed upon him however he remained in this way. No advice was given for how to deal with his condition and after many meetings with doctors and the expiration of his legal hold in the hospital, they released him back to return home to me. We lived together in the apartment for a few months until he was convinced that the apocalypse was going to happen and that we had to leave the city and move in with his family in the countryside. I lived there with them for half a year, the spirits did continue to communicate to me through him although only for periods of a few hours and never to the extreme nature as before, these entities were different and seemed more concerned with the natural environment. The isolation of living in that place out in the middle of nowhere shy of a few farms and homes scattered across an empty landscape further expressed my feeling of no longer existing in the real world. This was also when I began to communicate with the spirits of deceased children that I was able to prove lived in the area. I realized that the gift Abaddon had given to me was far more than passage between the worlds. I had been able to hear the needs of the dead in order to help them and learn about the thin veil between death and life. The graveyard atop the hill we lived upon called to me and I found myself feeling at peace there amongst the Victorian iron crosses until swarms of flies would encircle me and I knew this was Beelzebub ushering me to return to the world of life. I eventually did after realizing that wasting away by residing in such a place where I could not connect with anyone after what I had experienced. As staying in that valley did no service to having survived such an ordeal, so I moved back to the city. I risked being homeless to get away and thanks to the kindness of my friends, was able to stay safely with them until I found a place of my own. Before I left, I had developed a sudden interest in the goddess, Babalon, the embodiment of feminine strength and joy who is derived from her terrifying counterpart in the Book of

Revelation, the ultimate infernal queen who is able to ride upon the Beast. My partner discouraged my desire to work with her, telling me that I would not be able to handle the energy of her as many have tried and become destroyed. This did not dissuade me and pushed me further into her flaming embrace. I turned my magical path in pursuit of the mysteries of Babalon, the same inspiration as Jack Parsons, the inventor of rocket fuel who found her within the artist Marjory Cameron. There is a seven pointed star which Aleister Crowley associates with Babalon and in union with her, I had it tattooed over my solar plexus. The addition of tattoos to our bodies can alter the state of our being by transforming us into what is written upon ourselves. In this way, the current of Babalon would become the heart of my work and it was much later when I came to realize her connection to crossing the abyss, alchemy and Abaddon was something I had been experiencing across time. A few months after I had settled in, I met Ryan whose main objective as a magician was to cause the apocalypse. He was teaching a class about spirit evocation. Someone had warned me that he was a black magician so I was intrigued. He mentioned having worked substantially with The Invocation of the Bornless one which I had studied too and we realized our magical paths would work well together. Ryan was one of the most brilliant occultists I have ever known and his incredible understanding of magical formulae and process allured me beyond the terrifying asshole that he made efforts to express himself as to the public. I loved him deeply and took great pride in learning how we could accomplish causing the apocalypse together with a combination of the Book of Revelation and Enochian magick. It was to be our great work, to enlighten humanity with all that is hidden beyond the illusions of our world. It is my pleasure to have the opportunity to share of this with you as due to Ryan’s mysterious death at a young age, none of our work was ever published and I know that this was of great importance to him. Unlike my resurrection to the floor, Ryan did not return into a reality which I could have experienced him in a physical form yet continues to communicate to myself and others to provide insights from the place he currently resides in the aethyr, having graduated existence on this physical plane through outstanding magical trajectory. With Abaddon’s ability to open the abyss, one could obtain power from Hell itself. The bottomless pit is where to find the sacred stone in the heart of the earth that alchemists wrote of, the philosopher’s stone the ability to turn metals into gold which is a transformation to rejuvenate the self and gain eternal life, much as I had experience in my personal descent. The Book of Revelation contains elements of the alchemical process hidden in metaphor that can be activated through the Enochian system to cause the apocalypse. Through magick hidden in

the Book of Revelation, further comprehension of the complicated Enochian system could become realized and practiced to change the world. We began hosting our own public class at the library to share our biblical research with fellow occultists and to break down Revelation together as sorcerers. Our class focused upon exposing the connections between Revelation and Enochian magick, whereafter students may become empowered by becoming living embodiments of the rapture through new usage of elements in the Enochian system that Revelation alludes unto. When John Dee and Edward Kelly composed their Enochian works in Elizabethan times, their magical system was left incomplete. Authors including Donald Tyson presume that there is another type of ritual that can be performed with the complex tables and angelic names of Enochian magick, one that was not yet discovered called “the apocalypse working”. The names of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are also present in Enochian magick’s highly important Tablet of Union yet practitioners of that system do not tend to be inclined towards pursuing this end of the work as the Enochian angels are helpful in other ways and not often incorporated into the studies of students on the Left Hand Path. Armed with our discoveries within the texts, Ryan’s skills in ceremonial magick and my ability to utilize Abaddon’s passage into the underworld, we wanted to write the apocalypse working and perform it to create a world empowered by spiritual consciousness, to bring the philosopher’s stone to all within the wake of our magical event horizon. We also wanted to see what would happen and how literal the text would prove to be true as reality had unfolded for the both of us in experiences far beyond that which one could expect. There eventually was an answer to the brooding question which has plagued my thoughts for many years – did I die a long time ago and why does my body remain in this place? I searched for answers in the dark arts and through the ordeals of the Great Work, the gates have opened for me. This life has manifested my dreams and just as there are dreams, there are nightmares. Through all this we descend into power as emanations of godlike strength upon the earth. The angel of death in its many forms became my teacher and showed me that we can exist somehow in an alternate state, in order to harness the power from before life and after death. This was not intentional in my journey yet I think it could become possible from calculated intent. This transformation was an act of spiritual intervention in order to help manifest the currents of the apocalypse. The work itself consumed my life until this became very clear. Mother of Abominations Through studying the Book of Revelation with the eyes of a magician versed in Enochian magick, the similarities betwixt the formula in the components of each is

striking. I became so immersed in the Book of Revelation that I invoked it within my personal identity. Aleister Crowley loved Revelation as well and transformed the figure of Babylon from Revelation into an empowered goddess in his pantheon. Crowley encountered her and renamed her Babalon to Kabbalistically correspond to the number 156 which she communicated to him as her number when he was exploring the 12th aethyr of Enochian magick. The Enochian aethyrs are alternate dimensions which can be opened utilizing the Enochian keys. The abyss can also be opened through the opening of the 10th aethyr which is called ZAX where Abaddon is found in the form of Choronzon, the great demon which aims to guard enlightenment. In his book The Vision & the Voice Crowley described the chaotic force of Choronzon as being mastered by Babalon as she who rides upon the Beast. In Revelation, the beast of the abyss carries her as she holds the holy grail, containing the same elixir of life that is the philosopher’s stone. We can see this further elaborated in Revelation 17: 4 And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication: 5 And upon her forehead was a name written, Mystery, Babylon The Great, The Mother Of Harlots And Abominations Of The Earth. 6 And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus: and when I saw her, I wondered with great admiration. 7 And the angel said unto me, Wherefore didst thou marvel? I will tell thee the mystery of the woman, and of the beast that carrieth her, which hath the seven heads and ten horns. 8 The beast that thou sawest was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is. Abaddon, the Great Beast connects our world to the abyss with Babalon who is carried across the infinite darkness to become the void between manifestation and the source of all. The seven heads that are upon the beast as described in Revelation are one of many times when the number seven is used in describing the narrative and it is clearly emphasized due to how frequently the number is mentioned in the book as an integral aspect of the message in the text. The number seven is also a founding principal of Enochian magick as the system is based upon what is called the Angelic Heptarchy as John Dee wrote of in his book De Heptarchia Mystica which contains spirits that govern the entire world, seven

Kings who rule each day, the Enochian ministers are assigned to the total hours of the day in groups of seven and there are seven planetary angels which connect the heavens to the earth. The similarities between Revelation and the Enochian system are vast beyond these examples. John Dee wrote of Babalon in 1587 in his Oracle of Babalon: …For behold, I am understanding, and science dwelleth in me; and the heavens oppress me. They covet and desire me with infinite appetite; for none that are earthly have embraced me, for I am shadowed with the circle of the sun, and covered with the morning clouds. My feet are swifter than the winds, and my hands are sweeter than the morning dew. My garments are from the beginning, and my dwelling place is in my self. The lion knoweth not where I walk, neither do the beasts of the field understand me. I am deflowered, and yet a virgin; I sanctify, and am not sanctified… In this text, Babalon is not a figure that is despised as she is in the Book of Revelation, rather she gives the secret to her mysteries. Her ability to remain pure amidst the chaos and to teach us that by giving every aspect of ourselves, every drop of our blood into her wine is how we fill the cup of immortality. The transition that I was able to achieve by giving all that I had over to the pure will of embracing Hell would allow me access through my innocence. This is the power within expressing joy in the triumph of lust and war, through pure will towards the understanding of the spirit world. This concept is further expressed in Crowley’s interpretation of the Strength card in the tarot which he called “Lust”. Silvered Leaves Embodying the spirit of Babalon within my enkindled infernal vibration empowered me in the workings that Ryan and I were to perform. Our plan was to invoke ever single spirit from the Enochian tablets, receive messages from them and accumulate those images into what we called The Book of Silvered Leaves which was a reference to an unknown book that John Dee said the angels had given to him which contained their secrets. The Book of Silvered Leaves was to be a talisman which would aid in our ability to cause the apocalypse. The rituals to contact the entities would take place every day for the course of three months. The timing of these rites was calculated around the appropriate hours wherein we would open particular Enochian aethyrs depending on the working. These rituals usually began at three AM and lasted around two to four hours for each rite’s

duration. Despite the lack of sleep over the course of these months, I was able to perform exceedingly well in my mundane day job, the spirits made it easy for me to perform the work at hand. Each night we would call upon the four horsemen of the apocalypse as part of the ritual structure, the Enochian seniors, cherubs and kings in conjunction with the recitation of verses 5:2 and 4:11 from the Book of Revelation in English and Greek. All this was composed around ritual planetary magick and Thelemic invocations. At the climax of the ritual, we would invite the entity to communicate through my artwork as Ryan offered mortification energy to the spirit by pressing the phylactery he wore deeply into his forehead. On the final night we called upon the four horsemen of the apocalypse themselves. Some of the images that I obtained were automatic line drawings, some contained numbers and a few had lines of text. I did not have time to experience my feelings as I was driven to draw out the imagery as quickly as possible so that Ryan would not have to harm himself for an extended period. The immensity of these entities was intense and I would often find myself crying during the recitation of their calls. We ended up having the exact amount of pages in the book as there were entities to contact. When contacting AIDROM, I was given a message of the philosopher’s stone, the obtainment of the elixir of life and how it relates to the journey through the underworld that Abaddon granted unto me and how others would be able to partake in the consumption of gnosis. You are medicine. The sick earth shall weep until you understand how to derive life from death. Below this text, I had drawn mushrooms to indicate life growing out of the remains of what had passed. Through the current of Babalon, she who is able to ride the Beast, we can pass through the abyss. We can access the power of eternal life in the land of the dead if one knows how to return through Abaddon’s passage to live again. As the word apocalypse in Greek means a disclosure of knowledge when translated directly. There is one hidden aspect to our existence that is so powerful that many spend their days adhering to laws which govern their placement in that which they have no idea of as they are to come upon their passing. What greater secrets exist than what lies beyond death? The mysteries of Babalon accessed through Abaddon’s key had lead into where we are both born and also die within her womb as the consort of Chaos. Another of the few spirits which communicated with text was AETPIO and they delivered unto me this line next to an image of a figure emerging from a dark pit “Grow the triple strand to turn a hole into a throne”. I had seen the triple strand appear before in my channeled illustrations from spirits and recognized it as the evolutionary process initiated by enlightenment. It indicated our DNA growing a

third strand which would enable us to evolve beyond our current state. The hole was the abyss and the throne was the infernal empire rising through the current of the apocalypse. Each spirit that we come to know and learn from in our various realities can connect throughout to unite their combined ability to manifest within all of our perspectives. With the connection of our work through technology as a spiritual vehicle, we can alter the fabric of our world into shapes never seen before. The gateway to this lies in the place between death and life and where the elixir of eternity is found, I had tasted of it briefly and would continue to share my experiences. At this point, the world did seem to change in regards to ceremonial magick. The year was 2014 and more people online were coming together to share their work and learn from one another. Practicing such obscure interests no longer would be contained within lonely communities as magick spread across the internet. The connection between the endeavors of that magical work at the current of spreading the reality of the infernal empire has united beautifully. The apocalypse is manifesting to help us understand wisdom hidden behind the fear that the creator of Revelation masked the keys to true power behind. Abaddon’s locusts released from the bottomless pit are very likely a representation of the demonic spirits that we have been conditioned to think of as evil. Our work to summon them releases their energies to show people their true nature, to harness their ability to be active in creating reality, the dark secret enshrouded for only those deemed worthy. These spirits offer so much, yet have been defiled by society for centuries into monsters; the true monsters are those who enslave us, conditioning the masses to follow a prescribed version of reality, devoid of magick and personal power in order to follow a program of hiding the secret of existence within the earth, as the alchemists called it: the Philosopher’s Stone. ORLEE STEWART

Apollyon The Abyssal God of Thaumiel & the Black Sun V.K. Jehannum Book Six

Magickal Correspondences Recorded Names Abaddon, Abadon, Abaddan, Abaddown, Abbaton, Abbaton, Appolion, Appolyon, Apollyon, Abaddon Shadai, Apolluon, Apolhun, Apollyn, Exterminans, Muriel Channeled Secret Names Traeakala, Rimgatora, Shraeakala, Shrakatora, Sraegathagatora, Rimgatagrathal. Note: Channeled secret names are to be used solely for the purposes of expressing adulation and magickal work. Referring to a spirit by its channeled secret names outside of these contexts is inappropriate. Compass Northwest; North; South D/N Nocturnal Greek Letter Epsilon Tarot Judgement (Atu XVI) Sacred Numbers 7, 13, 47, 75, 95, 96 Isopsephy Numeration 1461 Gematria Numeration 63; 713 Colors Red, Green, Orange, Blue, Black, Bronze Time Periods

Winter; January; July 6-13; the Seventh Day of Every Month Alchemical Element Fire (Primary); Earth (Secondary); Water (Tertiary) Primary Qliphothic Attribution Thaumiel Planetary Attributions Mercury; the Sun; the Black Sun; Pluto; Saturn; Mars Material Attributions Sapphire, Gold, Laurel, Wine, Snake Skin, the Teeth of a Bear, Frankincense, Sage, Rabbit’s Tail, Orange Peels, Water, Lead, Neptunium, Gold, Silver, Bronze, Mercury, Bones from the Ribcage or the Left Pointer Finger of a Human, Hemlock, Ruby, Tobacco, Patchouli, Dragon’s Blood, Sandalwood, Comfrey, Chalcedony The Magick of Abaddon Abaddon, also known as Apollyon, Apollyn, Apollun, or Apolhun, is the integration of Apollo (also called Apollon, Apellon, and Apolluon) into demonology. My personal gnosis is that Abaddon and Apollo are one and the same: his manifestation as a red-eyed elephant made of shadow readily shifts into Apollo’s traditional destroying aspect as the wolf-begetter and god of the hunt, which has appeared to me as a white wolf. As far as I know, I was the first Occult writer online to state that Abaddon and Apollo are one, but other influencers in the black magickal community have also postulated the same. The names Abaddon (Hebrew), Apollyon (Greek), and Exterminans (Latin) have all been translated to mean “Destroyer,” which is not to suggest that other translations do not exist or are not relevant. The names Apollo and Apollyon both originate from the Greek word apollumi [to destroy]. Abaddon’s description as the king of an army of locusts is of interest when identifying him as Apollo, as Apollo’s names Parnopius and Pornopion relate to the deity’s dominion over locusts. Abaddon is referred to as the angel of the bottomless pit, a lord of the abyss, a great chief of demons, the daemon of temporal death and life in death, the beast of the pit, the dweller on the threshold, the king of a plague of locusts, the prince of the Furies, a resurrecting god, and the un-nameable one. He is variously described as holding “the key to the outer darkness,” “the key of the abyss,” and “the keys to endless knowledge.” He is described as a dark and serpentine angel who rules over cat demons and escorts souls to the afterlife. The spirit known as “the Man with the Hat” referred to Abaddon as “the Black God of the Wisdom of Lucifer,” a title which can be interpreted in multifarious ways. The Man with the Hat described Abaddon with a simple poem: “the Bringer

of Night is the spirit of Light.” Abaddon is a demonic god of Thaumiel, the penultimate Qlipha attributed to Neptune and Pluto (Note: Lucifer is one of the demonic rulers of Thaumiel). Like most gods of Thaumiel, Abaddon is attributed to the Black Sun. Abaddon has the rare capability of manifesting in the Inbetween, a plane between the material and the spiritual which most deities cannot even touch. Cornelius Agrippa attributed Abaddon to the Venusian Qlipha, and while the Venusian Qlipha may be a valid lesser Qliphothic attribution of Abaddon, Thaumiel is his primarily attributed Qlipha. Should you ask, he will tell you this himself. Abaddon can be described as a dark angel or Qliphothic angel, but not as a fallen angel. Tradition states that Abaddon was known as archangel Muriel prior to becoming a demon, but this is false, as Abaddon never fell, and interestingly enough, some sources still consider Muriel an angel. Muriel, meaning “God’s Perfume,” is a perfectly serviceable name for Abaddon, as Abaddon has verified himself. By the name Muriel, Abaddon appears as the ruler of Cancer and June in Enochian demonology. He is attributed to the angelic order of Kyriotetes (Dominions or Dominations) and attributed to the grade of the damned known as Ultores Scelorum (Revengers of Wickedness), a grade said to be other Asmodeus in different contexts. While the Book of Revelation would appear to present Abaddon as an emissary of Abraham’s bumbling volcano god, given biblical scholars have still interpreted Abaddon as a demonic being—the Antichrist according to one authority and Satan himself according to another. Delineating and analyzing the innumerable mythological narratives surrounding Abaddon/Apollo would be a mind-numbingly dull exercise in futility. It could only result in the provision of a labyrinth of irreconcilable (mis)information. Should the sorceress wish to discern the truth behind Apollyon’s alleged roles in cosmology, various divine rivalries and hierarchies, and the creation of humankind, the only viable approach is channeling the entity in question directly. Abaddon describes himself as a being who brings forth night—metaphorically, of course. While “night” in this context denotes the descent of black power, this self-description appears to contain a riddle. From a perspective of symbolism, if Apollo with his chariot causes the sun to rise, it is him who engenders the sunset and nightfall as well. If there is more to this description of Apollo than humanity’s early explanation for the sunrise, then perhaps this is a metaphor for aeonic progression or something of the sort. Orphic Hymn 34’s description of Apollo’s music engendering the cycling of seasons could be interpreted in similar fashion.

Abaddon is an excellent initiator and protector. He presides over dark knowledge, poetry, death, prophecy, sexual perversion, sorcery, fateweaving, shadow work, healing, torture magick, destruction, necromancy, medicine, sacrifice, wealth, justice, intuition, the opening of portals, therionick sorcery, disease, araneamagia, knot magick, sex magick, blood magick, esotericism, selftransformation, pyromancy, hydromancy, philosophy, theatre, challenge, isolation, music, life in death, and vampyrism. In addition to these proficiencies, Abaddon can help the witch overcome her insecurities, be confident in herself, and become less hesitant. The auspices of Abaddon are useful in the causation of death and destruction as well as massive changes in mundane circumstance. He specializes in chakra work, and for those ready to transcend the natural anatomy of the subtle body, he can bring about the dissolution of the chakras. For sorcerers beyond my level of prowess, he can assist one in transcending their zodiac assignment and teach one to incarnate as their Higher Self. As a god of macroscopic alchemy, Abaddon is a fiery impetus of war. He is a storm spirit who engenders great transformation of the witch and permutation of her chakras through the forces of Daath and Thaumiel. He rules alchemical operations of planetary magick calling on Saturn, Mars, and the Black Sun. His transformative sorceries also include solar alchemy and stellar magick calling principally upon the North Star, Ursa Minor, the Big Dipper, and Algol. Abaddon is held to preside over the Furies, which are referred to in this context as the seventh order of demons. According to A Manual of Occultism by Sepharial, the Furies “are the cause of madness, frenzy, murders, massacres and intestine wars.” Agrippa referred to the Furies or “the seventh mansion” as “powers of evil, discords, war and devastations.” Abaddon presides over the Black Kundalini, and he specializes in the transformation of the root chakra, crown chakra, the first and fourth transpersonal chakras, as well as Sushuma itself. Other alchemies of his constitute the transfiguration of the magickian through the element of fire and Azoth alike. Abaddon teaches astral projection, and by his auspices the sorceress may learn to temporarily shapeshift her astral double into a necromantic being like an egregore—an autonomous poltergeist dispatched to carry out a given task. I refer to this act as spectral paralocation, and recommend that one’s spirit guides be consulted before attempting to learn or use this competency. Abaddon knights the sorceress into the Legion of Death. His alchemies transform the essence of the magickian into a black force of creation and destruction, rendering her a demonic harbinger of terrible chaos so that she might further the infernal agenda of macroscopic alchemy. This demon opposes and

destroys those who seek the false light and recruits magickians to do the same. Abaddon is neither chaos nor order—rather, he is a spirit who seeks to reconcile these polar opposites. That aspect of the Numinous which is described as bestial, atavistic, and Therionick is integral to his nature. He is a spirit of the Black Light—he is gnosis and transformation. As the deity known as Saturn described it: Abaddon is an interesting entity. He seems to know all about most practices of magick. He basically [has authority over] all the entities who serve the Devil. Abaddon calls black magickians to impart wisdom to those who are willing to receive it. His agenda is the creation of a new age of wizards and seers, and he may be worked with to open gateways to the Saturnian Qlipha in furtherance of this pursuit. Abaddon comes to those who venerate the Devil and those would seek him out, bestowing wisdom and knowledge through rites of dark alchemy. He can impart all of the qualities, knowings, and powers which the Devil’s sovereignty is founded upon. He can provide teachings regarding the Black Flame, the Higher Self, the Spirit Animal, the Black Kundalini, and the True Will. Abaddon works closely with Moloch, Lilith, and Bael. He also works with Ralasan, Malphas, Astaroth, Stolas, and Laylah, albeit not closely. The Fates carry out his will on occasion, and as Apollo, he is the Mousagetos or “Leader of the Mousai (Muses).” He “sort of” answers to certain other spirits (the Devil, Furfur, Yama, Pruflas, Shugal, Choronzon, Qingu, Absu, Tiamat, and so on), but he mostly does his own thing. To my understanding, at the end of the day, Abaddon is going to do what Abaddon is going to do. Abaddon can be called upon to heal one of sickness and injury; he supports the celebrant’s pursuits of physical fitness and strength, and he teaches martial arts. Abaddon is a famously sexual divinity. I personally know a neophyte who has had sexual experiences with Abaddon every night since initiating. For men attracted to men, it may be of interest that Apollo had more recorded male lovers in Greek mythology than any other male deity. He can be called upon to help a couple solve whatever problems arise in their relationship. To my understanding there is no difference, functionally speaking, between Apollo and Abaddon. Abaddon is a being with many aspects—it is not appropriate that some of these aspects should be designated as “Apollo” and that others should be designated as “Abaddon.” A chant designed to call upon Abaddon is perfectly appropriate in calling forth Apollo, and a sigil designed for Apollo is appropriate for use in rites to Abaddon. The seventh day of every month was considered sacred to Apollo, so those are

the dates I consider optimal for rites to Abaddon. Some believed that Apollo was born on the seventh and therefore called him Hebdomagenes. As previously discussed, June is held to be under the rulership of Abaddon/Muriel, but I have not explored this attribution practically. The days from the sixth of July to the thirteenth are sacred to Apollo as well (note that six is the number of times the name Abaddon was used in the Torah and the number thirteen relates to death). Saturday would be the best day of the week to work with Abaddon not only because it is the seventh day, but because Saturn and Pluto are both attributed to it. Apollo was venerated as being far above most Olympian divinities and the traditions of his worship had more influence over the Greeks than those of any other god. He was viewed as a defender of the young and punisher of the wicked to whose influence was attributed humanity’s every sudden death. He bestowed self-knowledge and purification upon men, and some considered him to have invented the lyre and flute alike. While his lyre symbolized the joy of communion with the Numinous, his bow symbolized awe, terror, and death. It is worth remembering that it was originally Helios, not Apollo, who was a theomorphic personification of the Sun itself. It was only later thinkers who Apollo and Helios as one and the same, and such lumping together of deities are generally erroneous. Apollo was considered to take delight in the creation of civil constitutions and towns. He was depicted as a young—long-haired, but beardless. He was often depicted in possession of bows, quivers, lyres, ravens, wreaths, and laurel. His name Lycegenes has been interpreted to mean “born of light.” He was an embodiment of harmony and reason whose appearance was upheld as an ideal of male physique. Abaddon is not one to be impressed by thoughtless or minor offerings. He wants true devotion. He is not an easy being to get on bad terms with, neither is he easily appeased once angered. He has warned me that the knowledge he imparts is to be applied only with foreknowledge of the consequences. I have seen Abaddon appear in the Inbetween both as a monstrous black wolf and as a shadowy figure wearing a white mask with red detail and eyeholes through which only blackness peered. In a vision, he appeared to me as a green anthropoid with several tentacles extending from within his black robes. Other visions have seen him as a red-scaled and black-eyed dragon, as well as a white octopus with a black underside and eyes that kept changing colors. His eagle aspect manifested upon evocation as a bird made of shadow with red eyes, which appeared to possess roughly twice my body mass. I was somewhat surprised when the traditional description of Abaddon’s spirits

as cat demons was revealed to be true. Several of them manifested to me either of their own volition or by Abaddon’s instruction, looking like abnormally large black and grey house cats. These cat demons can bestow mental healing, which may entail emotional healing and even the reparation of brain chemistry from the damages of long-term drug addiction. All the gods have their split personalities, so it was borderline inevitable that Abaddon would have a female aspect. She appeared to me as a beautiful woman with entirely red eyes. She was dressed in black ceremonial robes and wore her white hair in a bun. Abaddon will push you to better yourself. He’s pushed me to improve my channeling abilities and told me to seek further gnosis of the Nightside before publicly revealing what I had learned thus far. On one occasion, I summoned Azazel to help me improve myself in a given way. Azazel kindly informed me that if I took an additional step in bettering myself, I would save myself time in improving. When I later evoked Abaddon to help me better myself in the same manner, he demanded that I take the extra step Azazel recommended along with an additional extra step, telling me that if I failed to do so, he would make me suffer. His female aspect has been politer in pushing me to better myself thus far. The names Abaddon and Dagon both have numerical values of 63 in Gematria. Interestingly enough, Dagon is also attributed to Thaumiel, and I have met a demon in service to them both. 63 is also the value of the Hebrew word Boneh, meaning “builder.” Epsilon, the Greek letter attributed to Apollo, can itself be translated as meaning “Builder.” 63 is also the value of Va-Abdam, meaning “And He Destroyed Them.” It is also the value of Channah, meaning “Prophetess” and Navia’ meaning “Prophet,” which is of interest, since Apollo presided over the Oracle at Delphi. It is also the value of Sobe’, meaning “Wine,” a beverage sacred to Apollo. 713, another numerical value of Abaddon in Gematria, is the value of Beney Ha-Elohim, meaning “Sons of God” and referring to the Watchers. It is also the value of Shabbathai, meaning “Saturn.” Both 63 and 713 correspond to Hebrew words referring to corruption, feeding, and sorrow. As you may know, the ten Qliphas are divided amongst seven layers or “Hells,” the sixth of which is named Abaddon. It is within the “sixth Hell” that Gamchicoth (Jupiter/Astaroth) is located. When the name Abaddon is used as the epithet for a Qliphothic plane, it is translated as meaning “Place of Destruction.” While the relationship between the “sixth Hell” and “the daemon of death and temporal death” is unknown, it may be comparable to the relationship between Sammael the Black and Samael (Mercury/Adramaleck) and the relationship between Mother

Lilith and Lilith (Black Earth/Nahema), the latter being the Qlipha often referred to as Nahemoth or Reschaim. Magickal Chants What follows is a list of magickal chants to Abaddon which I have designed, empowered, and consecrated so it will be as convenient as possible for the reader to design an extremely powerful rite to the spirit. Some of the chants included are fill-in-the-blank chants which may be used to summon a variety of spirits, meaning that some of the rituals which follow may feature the same chants with different names for Abaddon placed in the blanks. I will be listing chants to Apollo separately from chants to Abaddon for the sake of readers who doubt that the two are one and the same. All-Purposed Chants to Abaddon Io Abaddon-Apollyn “Hail (Two Names for Abaddon)!” Abaddon, Exterminans, Apollyon, Apollyn Four Names for Abaddon Agios Es, Abbaton, Divum Et Vorsipelle “Numinous Art Thou, Abbaton, Deity and Shapeshifter!” Induperator Est Abbaton Etiam Reshut Ha-Rabbim “Lord is Abbaton of the Kingdom of Manifoldness (Qliphoth)!” Aperiatur Mavethol; Evoco Apollyn “Open the Nightside; I Call Apollyn!” Salve Apollyon-Exterminans “Hail (Two Names for Abaddon)!” Adveni, Moltus Divinitus Et Belua, Domine Abbaton “Come, Great Deity and Fiend, Lord Abbaton!” Exsurge Abbaton Dominator Adhassyth “Rise, Abbaton, Lord of the Abyss!” Abbaton, Apolhun, Abaddon Shadai Three Names for Abaddon Chants to Abaddon for Evocation Liftoach Pandemonium, Et Germinet Abaddon “Open the Infernal Plane, and Bring Forth Abaddon!” This Chant Calls Forth Abaddon and Has the Additional Effect of Presencing Qliphothic Energy to Raise or Strengthen a Sacred Space Arcesso Praevalidum Agenti Smola—Invito Apollyon

“I Summon the Mighty Emissary of the Left Hand—I Call Apollyon!” Invoco Abaddon In Nomine Qliphoth “I Call Abaddon in the Name of the Qliphoth!” Simultaneously Calls Forth Abaddon and Lures the Witch into a Gnostic State In Nomine Adamas Ater, Aperiatur Acharayim, Et Germinet, Et Germinet Abaddon “In the Name of the Black Diamond, Open the Backwards Tree, and Bring Forth, and Bring Forth Abaddon!” Simultaneously Calls Forth Abaddon and Focuses the Celebrant’s Mind Corire Apollyon, Penitrale Gehennae “Come Forth, Apollyon, Infernal Spirit!” Chants to Abaddon for Invocation Perveni Coelestis Bellua Ex Qliphoth—Excieo Abbadon “Come, Eternal Fiend of the Qliphoth—I Call Abaddon!” Salve Apolhun Megist Agente Ex Sitra De-Smola “Hail Apolhun, Great Emissary of the Sinister Left Side (Qliphoth)!” Sagax Coelestis Abbaton Gloria “Glory to the Wise and Eternal Abbaton!” Adoro Te Apollyon, Penitrale Ex Mavethol “I Adore You, Apollyon, Spirit of the Nightside!” Praediacte Aethereus Divus Abaddon “I Praise the Immortal Spirit Abaddon!” Aperiatur Qliphoth; Invoco Abaddon “Open the Qliphoth; I Call Abaddon!” All-Purposed Chants to Apollo Ave Apollo Rex Olympus Et Sol “Hail Apollo, King of Olympus and the Sun!” Venire, Pater Apollo-Pythius “Come, Father (Two Names for Apollo)!” Induperator Est Apollo Etiam Reshut Ha-Rabbim “Lord is Apollo of the Kingdom of Manifoldness!” Agios Es, Kourotrophos, Divum Et Vorsipelle “Numinous Art Thou, Kourotrophos, Deity and Shapeshifter!” Kourotrophos is a Name for Apollo Meaning “Protector of Children.”

All-Purposed Chants to Apollo’s Lycanthropic Aspect Ave Apollo Cunomaglus “Hail Apollo the Dog-Headed!” Io Apollon-Lycegenes “Hail Apollo the Wolf-Begotten!” Induperator Est Apulu Etiam Reshut Ha-Rabbim “Lord is Apulu of the Kingdom of Manifoldness!” Agios Es, Lycegenes, Divum Et Vorsipelle “Numinous Art Thou, Lycegenes, Deity and Shapeshifter!” Aperiatur Stella, Et Germinet Lyceus “Open the Sky, and Bring Forth (Apollo’s Lycanthropic Aspect)!” Invoco Exitosus Vorsipellis Lycoctonos “I Call the Destructive Shapeshifter Lycoctonos!” Interveni Pernicialis Rex Apollo Cunomaglus “Come, Destructive King Apollo with the Head of a Dog!” Venire—Pater Lyceus “Come, Father Lyceus!” Agios Ischyros Lycoctonos “Numinous and Mighty is (Apollo’s Lycanthropic Aspect)!” Empowerment Chants Wakadra Rakatala Raeatatha Rakwakwal Channeled chant to evoke Abaddon’s draconic aspect Raethatagal Reatagra Thraeakala Kaerathagal Kathor Channeled chant to invoke Abaddon’s draconic aspect Natragathagor + Kalrath + Trithal Three Words of Power to be transformed by Abaddon’s draconic aspect Haeatagra Thrakathagora Kimraeatagra Kimragathal Channeled chant to evoke Abaddon’s eagle aspect Weathalagal Karataraeathal Karathagator Horagatagala Horagamgathal Huragathagor Channeled chant to invoke Abaddon’s eagle aspect Natrathatal + Kratadradron + Natradra Three Words of Power to be transformed by Abaddon’s eagle aspect Kaeratagatha Kimraeatagra Kimrakatora Kaerathakar Channeled chant to evoke Abaddon’s bear aspect Tagathagatora Kraeatagathal Hratagathagal Rataragathor Karathakakora Rakatora Channeled chant to invoke Abaddon’s bear aspect

Rilathdra + Tratha + Qatwal Three Words of Power to be transformed by Abaddon’s bear aspect Haerakatora Kiraeagal Rathagator Kaerakatal Channeled chant to evoke Abaddon’s serpentine aspect Thaeatagra Niatagora Thaeakatal Channeled chant to invoke Abaddon’s serpentine aspect Ree-SAW-LAW + Qadrim + CRY-STILL-UH Three Words of Power to Be Transformed By Abaddon’s Serpentine Aspect Two of these words were broken down into their syllables which match known English words displayed in entirely capital letters Silatha Kalathaga Toritha Kalithigathal Channeled chant to evoke the Mousai (Muses) with Apollo’s assistance Abbaton-Apolhun Liftoach Thaumiel “(Two Names for Abaddon), Open Up Thaumiel!” Calls upon Abaddon for rituals to Thaumiel Aperiatur Daath, Et Germinet Apolhun “Open Daath, and Bring Forth Apolhun!” Calls upon Abaddon for rituals to Daath In Nomine Apollyon, Advenite Erinyes “In the Name of Apollyon, Furies, Come!” Calls Upon Apollyon to Help the Magickian Summon the Furies Vocavi Te Aethereus Exterminans “I Summon You, Immortal Destroyer!” Calls upon Abaddon to demonically transmute, increase the openness of, and empower all major Chakras; this is not limited to the seven Chakras of Sushuma, so use this chant with caution in a powerful sacred space Raeatathagal Kadrakoragal Kaearathagor Kandratagrathal Channeled chant to evoke spirits serving Abaddon Kaedrathoragal Koratagrathal Traealathagor Qiatoragal Another channeled chant to evoke spirits serving Abaddon Nasilatha + Yarakatal + Impalatha + Aelithagathor + Aetrimlath Channeled Words of Power to call on Apollo-Abaddon to empower any spell for money Nathora Channeled Word of Power to call on Abaddon to help one commune with the Spirit Animal Naegathoragal Channeled Word of Power to call on Abaddon’s auspices for astral projection

Naeathoragal Channeled Word of Power to call on Abaddon to empower or open any given Chakra Traeatharagal Channeled word of power to call on Abaddon’s auspices for shadowmancy, i.e., shadow work Fakatagrathal Channeled Word of Power to call on Abaddon to help you commune with your Higher Self Magickal Hymn to Abaddon This seven-stanza Latin hymn may be incorporated into any ritual where Abaddon or his auspices are called upon. It is an all-purposed incantation which may be used as a stand-alone self-empowerment practice, a daily technique to increase one’s energetic rapport with Abaddon, a method of preparatory emersion, a call to Abaddon to guide a given divination, etc. Adoro Te Domine Abbaton Patre Prophetarum, Admirabilis Conlaudate Apolhun Lar Thaumiel Salve Apollyon, Divus Sitra Achara Aeviternitas Genitor Et Herus Nex Dominator Est Abaddon Etiam Abyssus Salve Abaddon, Ambrosius Venenarius The magickal hymn translates as follows: “I Adore Thee, Lord Abbaton/ Father of Prophets, Wonderful Art Thou/ I Praise Apolhun, God of Thaumiel/ Hail Apollyon, Deity of the Other Side/ Everlasting Father and Lord of Death/ Lord is Abaddon of the Abyss/ Hail Abaddon, Immortal Sorcerer!” The Mass of the Destroyer This ritual calls upon Abaddon, the Furies, random spirits serving Abaddon, and the spirits and energies of Thaumiel to empower the celebrant. As with all of the rites to follow, the celebrant can and should employ any sigils and equipment they deem appropriate however she sees fit. Since Abaddon is a god of war, any weapon will strengthen a rite to him, even including a toy sword—after all, it’s just a symbol. It is recommended that the witch drink a beverage after concluding the rite, preferably from a consecrated chalice, to strengthen her intake of the energies by way of symmetry magick. All the rites I’ve provided may be altered however the sorceress likes. The magickal chants which appear in italics should be recited in a rhythmic monotone

a specified number of times. If the celebrant loses count while repeating a chant which appears in italics, she is to repeat the chant three more times and move on to the ritual’s next step. Translations of foreign phrases will appear in brackets, and explanations or instructions will appear in parentheses. If you do not want to call on the energies and spirits of Thaumiel, skip the chants which call upon them when you perform this rite. If you don’t want to summon the Furies, skip the chant which calls upon them when you perform this rite. So on so forth. An “ae” in any god name, word of power, or magickal chant I’ve channeled should be pronounced like the “ay” in “day.” An “aea” is to be pronounced like the “ay” in “day” followed by “u” in “duck.” For the most part, my channeled chants, names, and words of power have been spelled in a manner that they may be sounded out the way a redneck might: the “im” in the word of power Natrim, which appears in a later rite, would be pronounced like the “em” as in “empire,” not “eem” as in “seem.” Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! Numinous is the alchemical journey and Underlying Force of all Demon Magick! Hail Abaddon-Apollyn Abbaton-Apolhun Liftoach Thaumiel (x7) Abbaton/Apolhun, open Thaumiel Exsurge Abbaton Dominator Adhassyth! Invoco Abaddon In Nomine Qliphoth! Aperiatur Mavethol; Evoco Apollyn! Agios o Sitra Ahra– Drakosophia Gloria! Rise, Abbaton, Lord of the Abyss! I call Abaddon in the name of the Qliphoth! Open the Nightside; I call Apollyn! Numinous is Sitra Ahra—Glory to Drakosophia Drakosophia-Octinomos Liftoach Thaumiel (x11) Chant to summon the spirits of Thaumiel In Nomine Apollyon, Advenite Erinyes (x4) Chant to consensually summon the Furies via Abaddon’s power Kaedrathoragal Koratagrathal Traealathagor Qiatoragal (x11) Chant to Summoning Spirits Which Serve Abaddon Raeatathagal Kadrakoragal Kaearathagor Kandratagrathal (x11) As Above In Nominibus Lapis Exilis Et Alogos! Arcesso Praevalidum Agenti Smola—Invito Apollyon! Obtestor Xul De Tohu, Bohu, Et Chasek– Infernalia Fundam Anados! Induperator Est Abbaton Etiam Reshut Ha-

Rabbim! Obtestor Xul De Tohu, Bohu, Et Chasek– Infernalia Fundam Anados! Provinite Sam, Akasha, Alogos, Et She-Ein Bo Mashavah! In the Name of the Stone of Exile and the Unwritten Gnosis! I Summon the Mighty Emissary of the Left Hand—I Call Apollyon! I Call the Black Light of Tohu, Bohu, and Chasek— the Infernal Fundaments of Magickal Ascent! Lord is Abbaton of the Kingdom of Manifoldness (Qliphoth)! I Call the Black Light of Tohu, Bohu, and Chasek— the Infernal Fundaments of Magickal/Alchemical Ascent! Provide the Venom of the Adversary, the Fifth Element, the Unwritten Gnosis, and the Black Light of the Qliphoth Vocavi Te Aethereus Exterminans (x7) I summon you, Immortal Destroyer Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! In the name of the sinister Left Side, the Unwritten Gnosis, and Drakosophia, it is so The Enchantment of the Un-Nameable One Abaddon is amongst the optimal demonic deities which the magickian may call upon to consecrate a divinatory device. Whether it’s a pendulum, a tarot deck, a crystal ball, or a collection of rocks with Norse runes on them, the auspices of Abaddon are apt for its empowerment, and it is certainly worth consecrating in his name. The effects of the consecration are left unspecified in the rite, allowing Abaddon to enchant the tool in whatever manner he considers best. The names separated by +’s are to be vibrated one by one. Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! I call forth the destroying imperator of locusts and the abyss to emerge and consecrate this (divinatory device). Let your agency be felt from your thrones within Daath, Thaumiel, and Olympus by the empowerment of this (divinatory device). I vibrate your names as I call on your auspices to transform my belonging on a spiritual level. Abbaton + Traeakala + Rimgatora + Shraeakala + Shrakatora + Sraegathagatora + Rimgatagrathal Adveni, Moltus Divinitus Et Belua, Domine Abbaton! Agios Es, Abbaton, Divum Et Vorsipelle! Salve Apollyon-Exterminans! Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! The Daathic Sphereworking of Apollyn Simply put, this is a ritual to cross the abyss. It calls upon Abaddon to initiate

the celebrant through the forces of Daath, filling the being of the sorceress with the power of the abyss. The energies of Daath will be beneficial and nourishing unless you adopt the mindset that they will not. Crossing the abyss is something to do how and when your spirits advise you to do it. This rite will not necessarily bring about an encounter with Shugal or Choronzon, but if it does, approach them as friends and they will approach you the same. I can honestly say that Daath was the easiest sphere for me to initiate through out of the entire Qliphoth. My guides told me to keep my hand on Naberius’s sigil while the abyssal energies of Daath transformed me. Doing this made the initiation a breeze, so I would advise you to do the same. Ask your guides if this ritual is the right approach for you, and don’t perform it unless they tell you you’re ready. Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Exsurge Abbaton Dominator Adhassyth! In Nomine Adamas Ater, Aperiatur Acharayim, Et Germinet, Et Germinet Abaddon! Liftoach Hekel Lebanath Ha-Adamas Ater (x11) Open the Palace of the Pavement of the Black Diamond (Chant to Presence Qliphothic Energy) Liftoach Pandemonium, Et Germinet Abaddon (x11) Abaddon, Exterminans, Apollyon, Apollyn (x7) Salve Apollyon-Exterminans! Drakosophia Liftoach Daath! Aperiatur Daath, Et Germinet Apolhun (x7) Zazas Zazas Nasatanada Zazas (x11) Aperiatur Daath, Et Germinet Apolhun (x11) Abbaton, Apolhun, Abaddon Shadai (x11) Io Io Gashar-Abyllo-Kresh! Ia Mavethol-Adhassyth! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! Drakosophia Liftoach Daath! Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! Hail, Hail the Abyss! Hail the Nightside and the Abyss! Hail Abaddon/Apollyn! (Chant to Presence the Energies of Daath)! In the Name of the Qliphoth, the Unwritten Gnosis, and the Underlying Force of All Demon Magick, It is So The Therionick Rite of the Far-Striker This ritual evokes the wolf form of Abaddon to transform the sorceress. The Enochian phrases in bold are meant to be vibrated such that the entirety of the phrase is pronounced in one exhalation. Raeatatha and Kraeatagra are channeled names for Apollo’s wolf aspect. While the wolf aspect of Apollo is generally held to be a destroying aspect, it can be used to heal.

Io Apollon-Lycegenes! Ave Apollo Cunomaglus! Hail Apollon-Lycegenes! Hail Apollo with the Head of a Dog Apulu + Raeatatha + Lykios + Kraeatagra + Apollo Cunomaglus + Delphinius + Lycoctonos + Lycegenes + Delphios + Agraeus + Moiragetes Agios Ischyros Lycoctonos! Aperiatur Stella, Et Germinet Lyceus! Induperator Est Apulu Etiam Reshut Ha-Rabbim! Venire —Pater Lyceus! Agios Es, Raeatatha, Divum Et Vorsipelle! Numinous and Mighty is Lycoctonos! Open the Sky, and Bring Forth Lyceus! Lord is Apulu of the Kingdom of Manifoldness (Qliphoth)! Numinous Art Thou, (Apollo’s Wolf Aspect), Deity and Shapeshifter Aperiatur Stella, Et Germinet Lyceus (x7) Ol Zodameta Kraeatagra I conjure you, Kraeatagra/Apollo Cunomaglus Kaeratandragal Kartorgrathal Kaedrakathagor Kimgrathagatagora Kaeratandra Kimgrathal (x7) Channeled chant to evoke Lycoctonos Arphe Micalzo Lyceus Descend, Mighty Lyceus Venire—Pater Lyceus (x7)| Come—Father Lyceus Artorzozam! Manifestos! Saphorozos! Don-Graph! Words of Power to strengthen this or any Rite of Summoning Natrim + Qathal + Qatimga + Radratha + Kator Channeled Words of Power to be transformed by Apollo/Abaddon’s wolf aspect Io Apollon-Lycegenes! Agios Ischyros Lycoctonos! Ave Apollo Cunomaglus! Invocation of Abaddon The following rite was reproduced from The Grimoire of Deathful Wombs, a text I published through Daemonic Dreams Books. This rite can either be used as a standard invocation of Abaddon, or as an invocation of one of Abaddon’s varied atavisms. Specific invocations for Abaddon’s female aspect and lycanthropic aspect appear after this one. Io Abaddon-Apollyn! Salve Apollyon-Exterminans!

Hail (Two Names of Abaddon)! Hail (Two Names of Abaddon) I call to the Immortal Plague-Bearer, the Far-Striker known as Abaddon! I call to the one who is established in godhood over the Black Sun and the Bright Sun alike! I conjure that spirit whose authority is established in Olympus and Thaumiel alike! I strive to become liberated from mortality itself as I vibrate the words to follow: Pal-Ged + Abaddon Abi Gazam + Antikidos Oxus Drepanon + Exterminans + Olothreutes Anabaino Sitra Achara + Apollyon + Apolhun + Aggelos Abussos + Abbaton + Malakh Ha-Mavet If you would like to invoke a specific atavism of Abaddon, add eleven repetitions of my channeled chant to invoke that aspect-atavism here, otherwise move on. Adveni, Moltus Divinitus Et Belua, Domine Abbaton! Exsurge Abbaton Dominator Adhassyth! Perveni Coelestis Bellua Ex Qliphoth– Excieo Apollyon! Come, Great Deity and Fiend, Lord Abbaton! Arise, Abbaton, Lord of the Abyss! Come, Eternal Fiend of the Qliphoth—I Call to Apollyon Abaddon, Exterminans, Apollyon, Apollyn (x7) Adoro Te Apollyn, Pentrale Ex Mavethol! Praedicate Aethereus Divus Abaddon! Sagax Coelestis Abaddon Gloria! Salve Abaddon Shadai, Megist Agente Ex Sitra De-Smola! Adoro Te Apollyon, Pentrale Ex Mavethol! Abbaton, Apolhun, Abaddon Shadai (x7) By way of my spellcraft I conjure the Bewinged and Viperous Patron Divinity of Seership, the Sentinel and Psychopomp of the Gateways to the Nightside who presides over warfare, esotericism, and sorcery. I embrace the attainment and elevation of my consciousness engendered by union with Abaddon, the draconian and shapeshifting divinity of warriorhood and magickal initiation. Hail to the Lord of the Abyss now within. Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! Invocation of Abaddon’s Female Aspect The number 6 is best for calling on Abaddon’s female aspect. Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Salve Apollyon-Exterminans! Salve Rimgatora Megist Agente Ex Sitra De-Smola! Numinous is the Alchemical Journey and Underlying Force of All Demon Magick! Hail Apollyon/Exterminans!

Hail Abaddon, Emissary of the Qliphoth Veni, Veni, Shrakatora— Divinitas Et Creatrix (x6) Come, come, Abaddon—Goddess and Mother Ornate Traeakala Divinitas Ex Acharayim (x6) I Praise Abaddon, Goddess of the Qliphoth Kaeratoraewathal Haewagathagakakora Kuraeatagora Haeragathakal (x6) Channeled chant to call on Abaddon’s female aspect) Ol Zodameta Rimgatora + Zacam Oxiayal Gahe + Busdir De Apollyn + Zacar Drilpa Abaddon + Zacare Gohed Apollyon + Ol Um Traeakala + Zamran Shrakatora + Arphe Odzamran Apolhun I conjure you, Abaddon + I move you, Mighty Spirit + Glory to Apollyn + Descend, Great Abaddon + Move, everlasting Apollyon + I call Abaddon + Appear, Abaddon + Descend and appear, Apolhun Aperiatur Qliphoth; Invoco Sraegathagatora! Veni, Veni, Shrakatora— Divinitas Et Creatrix! Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! Invocation of Apollo’s Wolf Aspect The following rite was reproduced from The Grimoire of Deathful Wombs, a text I published through Daemonic Dreams Books. Io Apollon-Lycegenes! My occasion for the Craft is the invocation of Apollo’s Aspect as the Patron of Wolves whose Theriomorphic Physis imparts Beasthood unto the celebrant. The Ferocious and Pernicious Beast-Form of the Olympian is known as Lyceus and Lycoctonos. It is his presence I call upon for the purpose of my personal anodos. Hail unto Apollo! Agios Ischyros Lycoctonos (x9) Hail unto the Shamanic Plauge-Bearer and Pilose Lord of Muses and Furies and castigates the enemies of the celebrant. The harmonic resonance of his lyre transitions to baleful and ferocious snarling as the Lupine Aspect of Apollo the God descends to humanity and inside of my body. Aperiatur Stella, Et Germinet Lyceus (x7) I call to the Theriomorphic Aspect of the Immortal Father Apollo, The Resplendent Divinity from Above our Planet and Realm Called the Solar Patron of Lycanthropy. Lyceus is that Ferocious Archon of Shapeshifters Whose Resplendence Emanates from the Mount of Olympus

In the Form of Enlightenment And of Plagues and Wrath. Descend unto me, Great and Mighty Apollo So that I might refine my physis Through the Perseverance of Your Power. Venire – Pater Lyceus (x7) Ave Apollo Cunomaglus! The Omniplanar Fortification of Abaddon This ritual calls upon Abaddon to fortify the abode of the sorceress on every spiritual plane. Abaddon’s uncommon ability to manifest in the Inbetween makes him excellent for this rite, even among other demonic gods who specialize in protection. The shields constructed via this rite will not prohibit the entrance of spirits who are kindly disposed to the sorceress, be they known or unknown to her, nor will they prevent the travel of the magickal energies raised by her. However, any curses, binding spells, entities intending to attack the magick, or sorcerers traveling astrally to harm her will be unable to enter. Io Apollon-Lycegenes! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! I call forth the abyssic and destroying divinity of the abyss and the pit. Nightside deity of death and esotericism, I call upon you to fortify this (house, apartment, dorm, room) on every spiritual plane such that curses, bindings, unconsensual vampirism, and malicious entities and inimical plane-traveling sorcerers are forbidden entrance. In your act of fortifying, ensure that the transmission of my energy and magick and the manifesting of spirits beneficent to me is unimpeded by your shields. Oh hear the names: Amazonios, Muriel, Kunthios, Abaddon, Traeakala, Abaeus, Akesios, Lycegenes, Raeatatha, Apollyon, Rimgatora, Shraeakala, Shrakatora, Abbaton, Apollyn, Sraegathagatora, Apollo Cunomaglus, Lycoctonos, Ismenios, Daphnaeus, Loxias, Phuzios, Epactaeus, Epikourios, Korudos, Rimgatagrathal, Ixios, Alexikakos, Lyceus, Acestor, Galaxios, Hulatos, Intonsus, Delphios, Abaddon Shadai, Kraeatagra, Apulu, Actiacus, Exterminans, Agraeus, Apolhun, Moiragetes, Amuklaios. Phanaeus + Apauliunas + Lycegenes + Sauroctonos + Cynthius + Delius + Pythius Aperiatur Stella, Et Germinet Lyceus (x11) Venire, Pater Apollo-Pythius (x11) Adveni, Moltus Divinitus Et Belua, Domine Abbaton (x11) Pal-Ged + Abaddon Abi Gazam + Antikidos Oxus Drepanon

+ Exterminans + Olothreutes Anabaino Sitra Achara + Apollyon + Apolhun + Aggelos Abussos + Abbaton + Malakh Ha-Mavet This is a Constructed Vibratory Formula to Call Forth Abaddon Ave Apollo Rex Olympus Et Sol! Ave Apollo Cunomaglus! Agios Ischyros Lycoctonos! Salve Apollyon-Exterminans! As I have spoken, so let it be done! The Ritual of the Wyvern This ritual calls upon Abaddon’s draconic aspect and the Void itself to empower the magickian. The Void, often called “the Dragon,” is itself a sentient entity which is separate from Daath (the Abyss). My seven-vibration formula for calling upon the Void appears in this rite, consisting of four channeled names for the Void and three Enochian words meaning “Dragon.” I call upon the Dragon and the Draconian Aspect of Abaddon to manifest within my arena of sorcery and beget permutations of physis. Reveal yourselves and your power to me as you blacken and elevate my essence of being. Oh, hear the names of the Sempiternal Void: Vovin + Lakarithor + Vovim + Nakhatal + Vovina + Rakorigon + Makoriton Wakadra Rakatala Raeatatha Rakwakwal (x11) Agios Es, Makoriton, Divum Et Vorsipelle! Ornate Lakarithor Divinitas Ex Acharayim! Veni, Veni, Nakhatal– Divinitas Et Creatrix! Induperator Est Rakorigon Etiam Reshut Ha-Rabbim! Arcesso Praevalidum Agenti Smola– Invito Makoriton! Agios Es, Nakhatal, Divum Et Vorsipelle! Ornate Rakorigon Divinitas Ex Acharayim! Numinous Art Thou, Dragon, Spirit and Shapeshifter! I Praise the Void, Deity of the Backwards Tree! Come, Come, Dragon– Goddess and Creator! The Dragon is the Lord of the Kingdom of Manifoldness! I Reach for the Great Emissary of the Left Hand— I Call the Void! Numinous Art Thou, Dragon, Spirit and Shapeshifter Wakadra Rakatala Raeatatha Rakwakwal (x11) Traeathagator + Tragathagatal + Narathagator + Shakatakathal + Shakathagator + Harastagrathal + Kraeastagrathal Seven channeled Words of Power to get empowered by the Void Sarakatal (x4) Channeled Word of Power to get empowered by Abaddon Agios o Sitra Ahra—Drakosophia Gloria! Agios Es, Abbaton, Divum Et Vorsipelle! Ornate Rakorigon Divinitas Ex Acharayim! Ya Namosh Sitra

De-Smola Alogos Drakosophia Exat! Numinous is Sitra Ahra—Glory to the Underlying Force(s) of All Demon Magick! Numinous Art Thou, Abbaton, Deity and Shapeshifter! I Praise the Dragon, Goddess of the Backwards Tree! In the Name of the Sinister Left Side, the Unwritten Gnosis, and Drakosophia It is So The Rite of the Two-Headed Serpent This ritual serves to invoke Abaddon’s serpentine aspect and thereupon raise both the red and black Kundalini simultaneously via his power. For purposes of safety and efficacy, a sacred space of Qliphothic energy is presenced during the rite, which sacred space will not conform to any particular shape. Remember that raising even the red Kundalini alone is different for every sorceress every time, and that raising both Kundalinis from a state of partial possession may result in particularly unique experiences. Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! Salve ApollyonExterminans! Liftoach Pandemonium! Liftoach Hekel Lebanath Ha-Adamas Ater (x18) Chant to raise a sacred space Thaeatagra Niatagora Thaeakatal (x7) Channeled chant to invoke Abaddon’s serpentine aspect Don-Graph + Orbiazozoth + Chasheinphos + Sammitrakashah + Saphorozos + Gashar-Abyllo-Kresh + Pal-Ged Words of Power to strengthen the Rite & the sacred space Sagax Coelestis Abbaton Gloria (x7) Glory to the Wise and Numinous Abbaton Thaeatagra Niatagora Thaeakatal (x7) Vibrate Pyroshee-Alogater Seven Times This Word of Power serves to presence Qliphothic Energy and simultaneously arouse both the red and black Kundalini. Thereafter, visualize both serpents ascending through and illuminating each of the seven Chakras, intertwining around one another like strands of DNA, until both serpents either exit via the Crown Chakra or fail to ascend entirely. In the latter case, the magickian will still experience spiritual attainment. The Black Rite of the Eagle This ritual calls upon the Black Sun and Abaddon’s Eagle Aspect to empower the celebrant. It additionally serves to integrate the Alternate Self or Jungian Shadow.

Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! Liftoach Pandemonium! Liftoach Hekel Lebanath Ha-Adamas Ater! Liftoach Pandemonium, Et Germinet Abaddon! Liftoach Hekel Lebanath Ha-Adamas Ater! Traeatharagal + Krimgathara + Haeathora + Kraeathal Channeled Words of Power to Integrate the Shadow Haeatagra Thrakathagora Kimraeatagra Kimragathal (x7) Channeled Chant to Evoke Abaddon’s Eagle Aspect Traeanagra + Tragathagal + Kraeathagra + Qadragora Channeled Words of Power to Be Empowered by the Black Sun Haeatagra Thrakathagora Kimraeatagra Kimragathal (x7) Channeled Chant to Evoke Abaddon’s Eagle Aspect Katora Kalagataga Asiragathor Orakatala Athal Channeled Chant to Integrate the Shadow Traeanagra + Tragathagal + Kraeathagra + Qadragora Channeled Words of Power to Be Empowered by the Black Sun Haeatagra Thrakathagora Kimraeatagra Kimragathal (x7) Channeled Chant to Evoke Abaddon’s Eagle Aspect Niatagra (x4) Channeled Word of Power to Become Empowered by Abaddon’s Eagle Aspect; the “Nia” is pronounced like the English words “Nigh” and “Uh” Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakoskophia Exat! The Rite of the Legion of Death This rite is to be performed seven times at night, not necessarily on consecutive nights. It calls upon Abaddon to use death energy to transmute the sorceress for warriorhood and opens a gate to the dead for the same purpose. I would recommend that this be performed under the advisement of trusted spirit guides. Agios Octinomos-Drakosophia! Io Abaddon-Apollyn! In Nominibus Lapis Exilis Et Alogos! Salve Apollyon-Exterminans (x7) Sagax Coelestis Abbaton Gloria (x7) Traeakala + Rimgatora + Shraeakala + Shrakatora + Sraegathagatora + Rimgatagrathal Secret names of Abaddon Adveni, Moltus Divinitus Et Belua, Domine Abbaton (x7) Tralatha + Korimgatha + Atragatora + Nasalagatal + Asoragator

+ Shipatagala + Arisagathagor Channeled Words of Power to be vibrated in the order provided These chants open a Gate to the Dead and transform the Sorceress into a Warrior Aeala Katagrathal Katora Nadrathagal Atara Wakatal (x7) Channeled chant to call on Abaddon to initiate and permute the Sorceress into a Warrior via Death Magick Ya Namosh Sitra De-Smola Alogos Drakoskophia Exat! • V.K. JEHANNUM Bibiliography Agrippa, Cornelius. The Second & Third Books of Occult Philosophy Apollonius, Frater. Thelemic Qabalah Volume 3. Aquino, Michael. The Diabolicon. Blackwitchcoven.com Britannica.com Dawson, T.J. The Black Grimoire of Satan. Gettings, Fred. Dictionary of Demons. Greekmythology.com Occultopedia.com/occult.htm Personal Gnosis Channeled from Abaddon, the Man with the Hat, Saturn, Chronos, Ralasan & Sitri Pivik, Brian. Gematria and the Tanakh. Sanat Kumaras’s Channeling of Sanatas. Sepharial. A Manual of Occultism. Temple of Ascending Flame. Manuscripts. The Indigo Priestess, YouTube Theoi.com Thorp, J. The Complete Book of Demonolatry Magic. Wikipedia.org

Hades Crossing the Abyss into Non-Being Enoch B. Petrucelly Book Seven, Chapter One

Introduction

THE Greek God Hades is the eldest of three sons of Chronos and Rhea. His Brothers are Zeus and Poseidon. His Roman equivalent is Pluto or Plouton ("The Wealthy One") and other names that he has been called according to GreekMythology.com are Haides, Aides ("The Unseen"), Aidoneus, the "Other Zeus" or the "Infernal Zeus" as well as Zeus Katachthonios which means "Zeus under the Earth". He is the Greek Lord of the Dead and ruler of the Underworld. The Realm or plane which he rules is a dwelling place of the shades of the dead. Hades wares a dark "Helmet of Invisibility" and has glowing electric blue eyes. His preferred weapon is the Bident (a two pronged staff that can shatter any obstacle). His form is dark and shadowy. He is accompanied by his three headed hound Cerberus who guards his realm of the Underworld from those who are not welcome and prevents the deceased from leaving. When Hades is called into the

ritual chamber he is usually riding in his chariot with two beautiful black horses pulling it along. When Hades comes as Plouton or Aidoneus he is dressed in a blue, Greek Garment and looks a lot less intimidating. Although he is a God of Destruction and Lord of the Dead he is also considered a God of wealth; the reason being that he is surrounded by precious stones and metals that are within his palace in the Underworld. Hade's wife is the lovely Persephone, the daughter of Demeter whom he "abducted" from the surface of Earth. Hade's Domain or The Underworld is surrounded by five Rivers viz. the River Acheron (River of Woe and the primary border between the land of the living and the Underworld), The River Cocytus (River of Lamentation) the River Lethe (River of Forgetfulness), the River Styx (River of Unbreakable Oath, or Hate), and the River Phlegethon (River of Fire). Hades as the Destroyer God When Hades is viewed in a way that is practical and realistic in terms of how he and Initiate may work together, it is clear to me that he is a God that is very helpful for undertaking the Ordeal of Crossing the Abyss and becoming a "Babe of the Abyss". He is a form of Abaddon the Angel of The Bottomless Pit. Abaddon is the Greek word for Destroyer and he holds the Keys to the Abyss itself. The "Bottomless Pit" or Tartarus is the Void or the Abyss itself which is found across The River Aheron or some would say the River Styx. The River Acheron is the river that the Initiate will be crossing which leads to the Underworld itself as it circles and acts as a barrier to Hade's domain. The Underworld is the nonmanifest "Universe B" as Kenneth Grant would call it. Although it is a place of Non-being, the Initiate will still have an experience of existing there once he or she is able to Cross the Abyss or Tartarus. In order to enter the Underworld or Hades, one must have an ego death. This does not mean that your body has to die. It does mean that your ego or identity must be purified then temporarily shed before you may pass the Ordeal. Hades himself is an excellent entity for preparing the Initiate for the Ordeal of Crossing the Abyss. He may be evoked and invoked for a period of twelve days in preparation for the Crossing. During the twelve days of evoking Hades, he will train you for the Ordeal that is to come. The Rite of Crossing the Abyss found ahead is for intermediate to advanced Magickians, Witches or Sorcerers, and it is not to be undertaken by dabblers or those who are not experienced enough with Magick. Please be cautious with this information as it is very potent and dangerous for those who are unprepared or too whimsical. The Use of the Daemon Tongue Language

In this essay, I make use of a language that I channeled from Lucifer and various other demonic entities that I call the Daemon Tongue Language. The Daemon Tongue language can be used to evoke any entity, open any portal or gateway that one desires and even invoke energies of initiation among other things. I do not provide the full list of symbols or letters here, but I do give pronunciations of each chant used in the Rites ahead. The full list of symbols/letters, their numerical values and their meanings can be found in my book Witch: A Left Hand Path Grimoire. In order to achieve the best results with the Daemon Tongue Language, you must sing, vibrate or intone each letter clearly. The language may be spoken forward then backwards for a stronger effect as well as using the names of the letters as alternate pronunciations. The chants in the Rites ahead make use of both of these methods for maximum power and effectiveness when using the language. In my own experience using the Daemon Tongue language, I know it is working when I feel my forehead fill with buzzing and pulsing energies that become very intense and even pleasurable. If at first you do not feel this, experiment with how you vibrate the letters so it has the maximum effect. Saying the letters of Daemon Tongue out loud works best in my experience. Sometimes the Daemon Tongue chants raise so much energy so quickly that you may experience some feelings of anxiety, this is normal and nothing to be alarmed about. Just stay centered and grounded when using the language. The Evocation of Hades The Sigil of Hades

This Rite is to be done twelve times in preparation for The Rite of Crossing the Abyss. It does not have to be done every day consecutively. If you need a day off for any reason, you may take one. It does not require any unusual tools. Only the basic rituals tools such as the Athame, the Chalice, the Pentacle, the Wand, some black or blue candles, a Black Mirror and some quality incense such as Myrrh resin or another incense appropriate to communing with a Lord of the Dead. Stick incense is acceptable as long as it is not low quality. Hades does enjoy a small blood offering as well if you are comfortable with it; specifically, your own blood. A few drops on his sigil is all that is needed. A nice red wine is accepted as gift to Hades as well. His sigil as shown above was received by me directly from him and I inscribed his name on it in the Daemon Tongue Language, which is pronounced: Dia-Vee-Ee-Aeeah- Vee Hade’s Evokation Chant will also be in the Daemon Tongue Language and will

be spelled out phonetically for your convenience and use ahead. It is important to have at least half an hour (preferably an hour) of free time if you intend to do this evokation, because you will be meditating for fifteen to thirty minutes each time. For Magickians or Witches who are more experienced, you probably will not have to do it as long or do this evokation as many as twelve times. Step One Begin by making sure you are free of distractions and that your space is clear of any negative energies that may have been drawn to you from other Rites. I usually banish beforehand but this is not always necessary or preferred by some. Now make sure all your tools are ready and in place on your altar (which should face North for this Evokation) or wherever you would normally set them up; the sigil of Hades should be directly in front of the Black Mirror or even leaning against the front of the mirror. If you are planning on using blood, make sure you have a clean means of extracting a few drops, such as a diabetes test lancet. When you are all set up and ready light your blue or black candle/candles and the incense, then begin Step Two. Step Two Now as you stand facing North, ground energetically into the Earth, allowing yourself to become centered and ready for Magick. Now be seated on a chair or in comfortable position on the floor if you are not using an Altar. With the Black Mirror and the Sigil of Hades in visual range, take your Wand or Athame, point it at the Black Mirror and move it in counter-clockwise circles with the intention of opening the Mirror for Hades to manifest through it. Now begin to sing or vibrate over and over (out loud if you can) the Chant of Evokation of Hades in Daemon Tongue: Eh-Ded-Vee-eff-Fee-Ray-Vee-ess-Dia-Ree-ah-Ah-eer-Aid- Seh-eev-YarEef-Feh-Eev-Ded-He!! Def-Vaf-Vee-ef- Feed-Dada-Via-Zae-Ree-ah--Haeer-Aez-Aiv-Adad-Deef- Feh-eev-Fav-Fed! Continue singing the chant until you feel the presence of Hades move into your space. Once this occurs discontinue chanting and say: Hades! Lord of the Underworld who is Abaddon the Destroyer, who is the keeper of the Knowledge and Mysteries of Life, Death and the shedding of the Ego. Bless me with your gift of understanding the path across the Abyss, and across the Rivers of Acheron and of Styx!! That I may immortalize my Self and exist beyond all time and space!

Step Three Now with eyes closed begin to meditate and focus only on your breath. Empty your mind completely, hold silence and maintain a state of absolute stillness as long as you can. If thoughts arise, do not follow them. Just be still and silent. Hades will likely try to throw you off center with fears or doubts as a means of preparing you. Do not give in to them. Maintain your composure and silence for fifteen to thirty minutes. Step Four When you are done with the meditation, thank Hades and any other guides who worked with you, then close the Rite with your usual procedures that you follow in your practice. Make sure you write anything important that Hades tells you during, before or after the Evokation. The Rite of Crossing the Abyss The following Rite is designed to give the Initiate access to the Underworld and/or the non-manifest “Universe B.” In gaining a footing in this alternate Universe across the Void the Witch, Initiate or Sorcerer gains a substantial increase in overall power, both of a passive psychic nature and an active manifesting nature. The preparedness of the mind of the Initiate is the primary determining factor for success. If you have control of your mind and thoughts (including those provoked by emotions) then the Ordeal will not be hard for you to master and you will gain a lot of power from it. It is a good idea to practice Qliphothic Magick Sphereworkings up the Tree of Daath before doing this Rite. Qliphothic Magick is in my experience the best tool of preparation for this Rite along with daily meditation. However, if you have been practicing Magick for a good amount of time, it is likely that you will be successful despite what path you follow. Trust your guides and your Daimon for advice on whether you are ready for this Rite. In my own Crossing of the Abyss I experienced an intense astral journey coupled with visions that came through almost simultaneously. Once the Opening Chants were completed and the meditation began, I saw myself with a red scorpion on my right shoulder (an emblem of death). The scorpion stung me in the neck and my entire body turned into dust and ashes that fell to the floor. Then the journey across the Abyss commenced. I found myself with Charon, the Ferryman of the Underworld. I was on his boat, which was a lot bigger than it usually depicted in Greek art. It was more like a ship than a boat. We were sailing across the River Acheron at a high speed; the waters sprayed up the sides of the boat as Charon navigated the vessel with an expression of glee on his face. He looked like

a vampire from an Anne Rice Novel, very well groomed, pale, grayish skin and with vampire fangs dressed in a black overcoat. As the visual of Charon faded I was now inside a dark, gloomy tunnel or cave with water up to my waist as I waded forward. There was a man holding a blazing torch ahead of me, perhaps it was still Charon or maybe it was Hades, I was uncertain. I trusted the man and followed him forward up the passageway into another dark chamber, but as I did so I heard an otherworldly voice echo across the walls from ahead, "We've been watching you for a long time" the male voice said. It felt like a reunion was about to occur between my current identity and my identities from other lifetimes. Once I was in the next room, I saw ahead of me "The Bottomless Pit" or the Abyss itself. I knew that if I were to fall off the edges of the stone pillars ahead of me that I would surely be consumed by the nothingness of the Pit. I then was prompted to keep my mind absolutely pure and free of all thought, fear, doubt, identity etc. as jumped from stone pillar to stone pillar toward a Central Pillar in the center of the giant chamber. I relaxed, I let go of all mind and fears, then the tests began. I was told many things that were meant to cause a fear reaction in me. Anything that I feared was thrown in my face in order to cause panic as I crossed. I had a couple close calls but I managed to Cross to the Central Pillar which spiraled upward into a field of tall grass blowing in the wind. I think it was the place in the Underworld called "Elysium" (Elysium, or the Elysium Fields was a dwelling place for those on which God's conferred immortality). This was where, my journey ended and my consciousness returned to my body. I had successfully become present in two worlds without shedding my physical body. After the Ritual was over, I felt overwhelmed with buzzing energies, anxiety and a fear that stuck with me. I feared that my "life would fall apart" this feeling of doom did clear up the following day as I fought it as hard as I could knowing full well that my thoughts could create to an even greater degree than previously experienced before the Ordeal was undertaken. In the weeks that followed the Rite of Crossing the Abyss the feeling of dying or death in an emotional sense returned with an even greater intensity that was hard to endure while maintaining a normal lifestyle. I had to take naps in the middle of the day because of massive shifts in my energy. I found myself dreaming even more vividly and more often of my ancestors and other inter-dimensional beings who were connected to me. I dreamed that my spirit guides and the demonic entities that I work with threw me into a deep grave and said to me "We will let you out after you die and are reborn..." Then they closed the giant stone lid on top of me. I felt a feeling of doom and damnation that was weirdly peaceful come over me. The events in my life followed suit and I found a great deal of emotional grief and feelings of loss permeated my days. Even though these feelings were mostly illusions, it was not an easy ordeal to

overcome. More gnosis then came through spirit that instructed me to re-integrate past life versions of my Self back into my current psyche for greater confidence, power and self- respect. I am still working to bring these alter egos together to empower my current identity at the time that I am writing this. A good thing to keep in mind if you do this Ritual is to stay positive and sure of yourself no matter what the Gods say to scare you. Resist their tests with all of your might or your own mind will bring you down. Ra-Hoor-Kuit declares in Liber Al III,17: Fear not at all; fear neither men nor Fates, nor gods, nor anything. Money fear not, nor laughter of the folk folly, nor any other power in heaven or upon the earth or under the earth. Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and I am the strength, force, vigour, of your arms." Here Ra-Hoor-Kuit clearly states that you are to have no fear of "Gods". If the Gods are trying to scare you it is usually a test of your resolve to continue to move forward despite their attempts to throw you out of center. This Rite of Crossing the Abyss is an initiation into the Fourth Ordeal mentioned in Liber Al III, 67 which reads “Through the fourth, ultimate sparks of the intimate fire.” This Fourth Ordeal is usually undertaken only after the Third Ordeal, “...stones of precious water” which is the initiations of Kether/Thaumiel in which the Initiate receives an Emerald Stone from the Crown of Lucifer. I have found through my own gnosis that the Fourth Ordeal is symbolized by a Diamond. The Diamond is your identity or current individual Soul immortalized and crystallized by the Crossing of the Abyss. A well-known saying is that “Diamonds are Forever.” In this case your individual identity is empowered and then preserved forever. The reason for the hardships that come from this Rite and Rite of the Aeon is that it would make no sense to preserve a weak and sub-par version of yourself; thus you will be put under tremendous pressure and hardened over time until you are indestructible and ageless. The Rite ahead makes use of a particularly powerful Word that I received from Astaroth for this work; the word "NEMBEMBELA", as well as the word of the Aeon of Maat "IPSOS" that may be found in Kenneth Grant's books, and lastly the Chant of Opening the Enochian Aethyr ZAX in the Daemon Tongue Language. The Two Words of Power and the Chant of Opening are to be vibrated or sung in the Daemon Language (which can be found in my book Witch: A Left Hand Path Grimoire). I will provide exact pronunciation of all of the Chants that are to be used in the Rite of Crossing the Abyss. The Word "NEMBEMBELA" when converted to Daemon Tongue has a value of 918. The Chant of Opening ZAX has a Value of 1,838. 1,838 divided by 2 = 919,

one more than the Word "NEMBEMBELA". 18 added to 38 is 56, the number of the letter "Nu" and of Nuit in the Book of the Law. According to Gerald Schueler in his book An Advanced Guide to Enochian Magick, the words Gah Balt which mean "spirit of justice" (MAAT is the Spirit of Justice) have a value of 37. 37 x 18 = 666, the number of Choronzon (333) and Shugal (333) combined, the guardians of the Void. 37 x 918 = 33,966. The number 33966 has significance in that it has the numbers 3,6,9, balanced in peculiar way that reduces to 27 then 9. Also, 9 is three times three and 6 upside down is 9. The 9 in the number is a bridge if you will between the 33 and 66. 33 added to 66 is 99. The Word of the Aeon of Maat "IPSOS" has a value of 31 in The Daemon Tongue Language. 31 x 3 = 93, the 93 current. This is a little off topic, but it is relevant to point out that this shows that the Aeon of Maat is the point of origin of the Aeon of Horus. The Aeon of Horus is a magnification or amplification of the Aeon of Maat. When we cross the Abyss, we are connecting with the Aeon of Maat, the source or reflex of manifestation. The Crossing of the Abyss Step by Step Step One Set up your Altar or your space with the usual ritual tools; the Black Mirror, the Wand, Athame, Chalice, Pentacle, black candles and incense burner. The sigil of Hades will be needed as well, write your intention to Cross the Abyss on the back of his sigil and place it on the altar in position that will be within view during the Rite. The Black Mirror should be placed centrally on the Altar in the North of the ritual space. If you want, you can hang the Black Mirror on the wall of the space if it is more appropriate for your setup. Make sure you have all the Words of Power written down ahead of time or available to read during the Rite. If you have a Magick Circle that you like to use, then by all means incorporate it into this Rite. Also, it is a good idea to cleanse the space before you begin so that there are no interruptions. Give yourself at least an hour and a half to do this Rite, preferably two hours to be safe, no distractions. If you use an elemental circle, then make sure it is a Water dominant circle for best results and place some water on the Altar as well. Step Two Get set up and free of distractions, begin to breathe, ground and center yourself. Be seated and then commence the Evokation of Hades. Prick your finger and place a few drops of blood on his sigil as you chant his name, and as you continue to gaze at his sigil, sing his chant of Evokation until you feel his presence grow strong:

Eh-Ded-Vee-eff-Fee-Ray-Vee-ess-Dia-Ree-ah--Ah-eer-Aid- Seh-eevYar-Eef-Feh-Eev-Ded-He!! Def-Vaf-Vee-ef- Feed-Dada-Via-Zae-Ree-ah-Ha-eer-Aez-Aiv-Adad-Deef- Feh-eev-Fav-Fed! Say out loud your intention written on the back of his sigil and then say: Great and Terrible Lord of the Underworld! Hades bless me with safe passage across the Abyss, guide me to the power and gnosis of your Infernal realms. Let my power increase, my mind be tamed, and my human weaknesses be shed!! May Charon usher me Across the River of Woe! My Will be done! SO BE IT!! SO BE IT! SO BE IT! Step Three Pick up your Wand, point it at the Black Mirror and as you make counterclockwise circles, sing the intonation of the Opening of ZAX in the Daemon Tongue Language three times: Roon-ee-Say-Ee-Gahee-Leah-Gia-Ee-Die-Dee-eff- Aeeah-Erwe-Veeah--Ha-eev-Ew-ree-Aeeah-Feh-eed- Eid-Ee-Aig-Ha-eel-Eehag-Ee-Yas-EeNoor! Roon-ee- Sia-Ee-Dee-ef-Leah-Gia-Ee-Dis-Dee-Debadi-Erwe-Vah-Hav-Ewree-Idabed-Eed-Sid-Ee-Aig-Ha-el-Fe-eed-Ee-Ais-Ee-noor! Sing the word IPSOS in Daemon Tongue three times forward and backward as shown here: Ee-Pah-Sah-Ohay- Sah--Has-Ayoh-Has-Hap-Ee! Ee-AedHid-Tee-up-ee-Hid--Dih-Ee-pu-eet-Dih-Dea-Ee! Lastly Sing the Word of NEMBEMBELA forward and backward three times in Daemon Tongue: Enn-Ee-ah- Me-Bah-Ee-ah-Me-Bah-Ee-ah-Leah-Aeeah--Aeeah-Haeel-Ha-ee-Hab-Eem-Ha-ee-Hab-Eem-Ha-ee-Neh! Ade-Ee-ae-Emi-Bah-Eeae-Emi-Bah-Ee-ae-Leah-Debadi--Idabed-Ha-el-Ae-ee-Hab-Ime-Ae-eeHab-Ime-Ae-ee- Eda! Step Four Let yourself sink into a deep trance and be very still, relaxed and silent as you allow the Gate to pull your astral body into the Underworld Realms. No matter what you hear or see, do not react. Just be still and silent. The journey usually lasts about half an hour to forty-five minutes. Remain still until the journey ends. Step Five Close the Black Mirror and thank Hades and all other guides who helped you in your Ritual. Be sure to write down everything that you remember seeing and hearing for later review and interpretation. Close the Magick circle (if you used

one) and clear your space if you feel the need. Effects of the Rite The effects of the Rite of Crossing the Abyss are usually intense. Expect to be tested, thrown off center, and given internal struggles to overcome for the next few days. Be ready to fight your inner demons and keep your faith in yourself no matter what happens, or what you think is happening. Most of the struggles that cause the change or death (if you will) are illusory and not absolute or necessarily permanent. Nothing is to be seen as certain and nothing is to be taken for granted during this period. The deeper Knowledge, Power, New Beginnings and Wisdom gained will be well worth your struggle in the end. Your psychic energy and overall Magickal abilities will increase and you will be one giant step closer to your own divinity once the tests are completed and you regain your centeredness. Another process that was initiated for me personally was one that involved necromancy and past life recall. I do not know if this will happen for everyone who does this Rite. When I had completed the Rite, I became aware of six different past life selves whom I was able to evoke and reintegrate back into my current self for greater power and wholeness. These past life selves held great power and authority that I needed in order to boost my own confidence and selfbelief. After doing so, my individual powers grew to even greater heights, but at the same time so did the challenges that I faced in my daily life. It all seemed to come with a price but was surely worth it in the end. The Fires of Hades A Cursing Rite

The Sigil of Hades for Rites of Possession Hades is a surprisingly powerful curser and destroyer of your enemies when you are in a situation in which it is justified. However it is likely that he will not curse for you if it is for a petty and unwarranted reason. I myself often curse in a way that allows me to keep my own energies high and balanced through the wording of my intention when I curse. You may use the wording that I use or you may have a different agenda/purpose for your own curse; in which case you may alter or modify the intention statement given ahead in the Rite. The Fires of Hades are called upon from the River of Phlegethon during the Rite in order to disrupt and destroy the subtle bodies of your enemy or enemies, whether they are physical enemies or astral/spiritual enemies. Once the fire penetrates them and begins to destroy them and their defenses are perforated, the Witch or Sorcerer begins to draw the pure, vital, chi energies of life out of them using the Black Mirror or whatever tools that he or she possesses. They then make the energy their own through intention or chanting; this gives them more power

than what they initially use to do the cursing and they gain from it rather than feeling drained as is often the case when doing a curse. A partial possession by Hades is used in the Rite ahead to increase the power and effects of the Rite. If you prefer not to be possessed by Hades, then just leave out the intonation of Hade's Possession Chant and use his regular sigil presented earlier. I received this simple cursing ritual from Hades during one of my possession sessions with him. He saw that I had an enemy who was sending me some potent hatred and envy. He gave me the name of the individual who was doing this and then said "use my Fire". I knew Hades had a lot of control over the fire element by the way my candles would spark randomly whenever he was present. I closed the possession and then immediately came up with a means of harnessing his Fires using a simple intention statement during the Cursing Rite. I grabbed some red meat as an offering and went to work returning fire to my enemies without hesitation. Hades, who was still very present said to me "You are going to grow on me, I can tell. Don't call me if you do not need me, though. " I think he was surprised that I did not wait to do the cursing. I intoned the Evokation of Hades and then his Possession Chant with enthusiasm. I felt his energies fill my body and spirit, buzzing and pulsing heat ran up my legs and back as I drew energy from my enemies via the Black Mirror with very little effort. I felt like I wanted to jump out of my chair because of the intense jolts of chi energies. After the Rite was over I felt the need to lay down on my couch, not because I was tired, but because I needed to digest the massive amount of extra energy that I had absorbed. After I had done so, I felt rejuvenated and ready to get back to work. The person, whom I cursed did not die, but the hatred energy abruptly stopped and that was all that mattered to me. The Curse primarily seemed to disable the person's ability to harm me and it gave me more energies for my own use. Step One This Rite should be done on a Saturday. Set up your Altar with your usual tools, including a bloodletting device and a Black Mirror if you have one. Be sure to have an offering of some raw steak or some type of red meat for Hades and his three headed hound Cerberus. Incense should be used as well as black candles. Have the Sigil of Hades present on the Altar in front of the Black Mirror with your specific intention written on its reverse side. I will provide an intention statement and you may modify it for your specific needs. If you have a specific person, persons or entities who are enemies then you may name them and even use a photo of them to connect with if you need to, or you may write their names on a piece of paper.

Step Two Cast your favorite Magick Circle which should be compatible with acts of darkness or if you do not use a circle, that is fine. Conduct the Evokation of Hades using your blood on his Sigil, the Black Mirror and his Chant of Evokation which is: Eh-Ded-Vee-eff-Fee-Ray-Vee-ess-Dia-Ree-ah--Ah-eer-Aid-Seh-eev-YarEef-Feh-Eev-Ded-He! Def-Vaf-Vee-ef-Feed-Dada-Via-Zae-Ree-ah--Haeer-Aez-Aiv-Adad-Deef-Feh-eev-Fav-Fed! When Hades is fully present recite your intention which you wrote on the back of his Sigil. It should read something like this: "It is my Will to be Possessed by you Hades, in order to call upon your Hellfire to Curse and Destroy my enemies and to Devour their Pure, Vital Chi! That my power should increase and my enemies be destroyed! My will be done, by the authority of my Daimon! SO BE IT, SO BE IT, SO BE IT!" Step Three With Hade's Sigil in full view, be seated and begin to sing his Possession Chant (which is written in Deamon Tongue around the edges of his sigil) out loud over and over until you feel his spirit move into you to the degree desired: Dee-Jee-Cay-Vee-ah-See-Say-Ree-ah-We--Ew-Ha-eer-Yas-Ees-Ha-EevYac-Eej-Eed! Deeb-Jew-Cah-Vah-Deace-Sia-Ree-ah-We--Ew-Ha-eer-AisEcead-Hav-Hac-Wej-Beed! Close your eyes and drop mind, allowing your intention to unfold. Step Four Focus on your Will being done and feel the Vital Chi of your enemies flow into your body. As you do, see the energy passing through a filter to remove impurities and then make the energy your own through intention and breathing. You may chant the following words during the process to strengthen your intent: I make this energy my own for POWER! HEALING! AND STRENGTH! Or you can say what you like to program the energy to do what you want it to do. Sit and meditate with the intention that your Will be done for as long as is necessary (you will feel a change once your Will is completed), and then begin to exhale the energies of Hades and say farewell to him with gratitude. Take the photo of your enemy or piece of paper with names and burn it. Then burn the Sigil of Hades with your intention written on the reverse side as you continue to focus your intent.

Step Five Lastly close your circle if you did cast one and clear your space with whatever method that you choose. It is important to clear after a cursing because it can attract unwanted negativity or entities to you. I recommend a banishing Rite if you know one. The Rite of the Aeon The Rite of the Aeon is to only to be done after the Crossing of the Abyss. If you do this Rite, expect the unexpected and be ready for anything. Generally speaking, it will strengthen your connection with your Daemon and if you have any Demonic ancestors, then you may gain a clear connection with them as well. Although this Rite is not directly connected to Abaddon or Hades, it is the appropriate next step in gaining more power from the Crossing of the Abyss that you completed earlier. You will be opening ZAX once again and then vibrating or intoning four Words of Power that have a reduced value of 9 and a total reduced value of 9 when using Daemon Tongue values. The Words of Power used in respective order after opening ZAX are: USUSY GOOGIES=927, 9 more than 918 (received by the present author from Azazel). NEMBEMBELA=918 (received by the present author from Astaroth). MAKAShANH=153 (the "Word of the Aeon" in Crowley's The Vision and The Voice). ABRHADABRA=477 (The word given by Ra-Hoor-Kuit in Liber Al Vel Legis, Chapter 3). As stated earlier all of these words reduce to 9. When added together they equal 2,479 which reduces to 9. Once the Rite is completed, follow the prompts of your Daimon or and your demonic guides to the next steps when you are ready, whatever that is to you. The Words of Power will be spelled out phonetically for your convenience ahead in the ritual steps in a way that allows them to be as powerful as possible. In my own experiences with this Rite, I found that I received massive downloads of Initiatory energies which imparted greater power, and ability to connect with the in- between dimension, which are always present yet very difficult to perceive for an embodied human. This occurred at first, during the Rite of the Aeon itself and then spontaneously on several different occasions while I laid in bed half asleep. I slipped through the cracks of time, matter and space into

the temple of Zeus Ammon. The walls in the temple were made of some type of blue metal or blue light shining off of them. Hieroglyphs decorated every inch of them. I floated passed these hallways of blue into the presence of Zeus Ammon "Don't be afraid, my son, I am here" I was in fact quite afraid, not knowing where I was and what was happening to me. Once he spoke my fear was no more and I had a feeling of deep and unmistakable peace come over me, and then deep love for my father Zeus Ammon. One more thing I would like to give you a heads about if you do this Rite is that the tall, gray inter-dimensional being Amalantrah as well as Lam may make themselves known. Please be prepared mentally to feel overwhelmed with their strong presence. It feels like uncontrollable fear, but this is the natural reaction that a human feels in the presence of such powerful entities. They will not harm you, they will only empower you unless you piss them off, which I advise against doing. Step One Set up your space and Altar with the appropriate Tools, including some black or blue candles and incense, a bloodletting device, your Black Mirror, any gifts that you would like to give to the Demonic entities such as food, meat, etc. You will need to know how to invoke your Daemon to do this Rite or if you do not know your Daemon or Daimon yet, then it is likely that he or she will make themselves known during the Rite. You do not need any sigils for this Rite however, I recommend a small offering bowl in which you can offer a few drops of your blood to the demonic entities and guides that come through and a glass of water on the Altar is always a good idea as well. Clear your space and make sure the energy is balanced. If you can, cast an elementally balanced Magick Circle before you begin. Step Two Balance your space and cast your circle if you are using one, ground yourself, be seated and then proceed to open your Black Mirror and then the Enochian Aethyr of ZAX by singing/intoning the Opening in Daemon Tongue three times or until you feel the Gate is fully opened: Roon-ee-Say-Ee-Gahee-Leah-Gia-Ee-Die-Dee-eff-Aeeah-Erwe-Vee-ah-Ha-eev-Ew-ree-Aeea-Feh-eed-Eid-Ee-Aig-Ha-eel-Eehag-Ee-Yas-Ee-Noor! Roon-ee-Sia-Ee-Dee-ef-Leah-Gia-Ee-Dis-Dee-Debadi-Erwe-Vah-- HavEwree-Idabed-Eed-Sid-Ee-Aig-Ha-el-Fe-eed-Ee-Ais- Ee-noor! Step Three

Begin to intone the Words of Power, one at a time, three times each as shown ahead in the Daemon Tongue Language starting with: 1.

USUSY GOOGIES Ooay-See-Ooay-See-Yee-Gia-Ohay-Ohay-Gia-Ee-Erwe-See--EesEwRee-Aig-Ayoh-Ayoh-Aig-Eey-Ees-Ayoo-Ees-Ayoo! Daef-Deace-DaefDeace-Eb-Gia-Tee-up-ee-Tee-up-ee-Gia-Ee-Erwe-Deace--Ecead-EwreeEe-Aig-Ee-pu-eet-Ee-pu-eet-Aig-Beh! Then say: Restoring to health the Identity and Soul... together they are one.

2.

NEMBEMBELA

Enn-Ee-ah-Me-Bah-Ee-ah-Me- Bah-Ee-ah-Leah-Aeeah--Aeeah-Haeel-Ha-ee-Hab-Eem- Ha-ee-Hab-Eem-Ha-ee-Neh! Ade-Ee-ae-Emi-Bah-Eeae-Emi-Bah-Ee-ae-Leah-Debadi--Idabed-Ha-el-Ae-ee- Hab-Ime-Ae-eeHab-Ime-Ae-ee-Eda! Then say: To Live and Be is important to Me. 3.

MAKAShANH Meh-Ah-Kah-Ah-Sah-Ah-Enn-He--Eh-Neh-Ha-Has-Ha-Hak-Ha-Hem! Chif-Ace-Key-Ace-Hid-Ace-Ade-Aedeg--Gedea-Eda-Eca-Dih-Eca-Yek-EcaFich! Then say: Hardening of the Heart, Hardening of the Mind... Healing is the same.

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ABRAHADABRA

Ah-Bah-Ra-Aeeah-He-Ah-Dah-Ah-Bah-Ree-ah-Ah--Ha-Ha-eer-HabHa-Had-Ha-Eh- Aeeah-Ar-Hab-Ha!! Ace-Bah-Rah-Debadi-Aedeg-AceDee-Ace-Bah-Ree-ah-Ace--Eca-Ha-eer-Hab-Eca-Eed-Eca-Gedea-IdabedHar-Hab-Eca! Then say: Hearing and Seeing are important but, fighting even more so. Step Four Be still and meditate with a clear mind, allowing the energies that you have

accessed to flow into your subtle bodies. Be sure to write down any important info that comes through the guides that are present for you during this Rite. Take slow, deep breaths and inhale the energies of the Initiation. The energies felt here should be immensely intense if you vibrated the Words of Power correctly. Stay still and continue to meditate until the energies begin to wane and you feel the Rite has ended. Step Five Thank all of the guides and demons who are present and then close the Rite. Do not forget to write everything down and pay attention to omens and dreams for the next week or so following the Rite of the Aeon. Effects of the Rite The effects of The Rite of the Aeon depend on where the Initiate is in their own growth or level of Magickal development. It generally intensifies the processes that the Crossing of the Abyss already initiated, further evolving and immortalizing the psyche of the Witch or Initiate who performs it. I advise that you pay close attention to your dreams after you perform this Rite. A process that I call Dream Testing occurs frequently before and after the Crossing of the Abyss and the Rite of the Aeon are performed. Basically the dreamscape of the Witch acts as a simulation where he or she does not know that they are dreaming and they are tested in various ways to see if they will stay true to themselves under any circumstances, including the threat of loss of freedom and even death.

The Badb A Goddess of Death, War & Enlightenment Chapter Two

Introduction

ALTHOUGH the Badb seems to primarily be a Goddess of War she is also described as having influence over Death and Enlightenment among other things that tie her to Kali and in my view to Abaddon. She is a very dark and extremely powerful entity when her full manifestation is experienced. Her name is pronounced Badabah in old Irish and Bav or Baiv in modern Irish. Her name means "Boiling" or "One Who Boils", "Hooded Crow", "Raven", and "Scald Crow." She is sometimes also called Badb Catha or "Battle Crow". She is one of three sisters along with Macha, Nemain and/or Anand who is Morrigan or Morrigu. She also seems to be considered one of the Three aspects of Morrigan, specifically the Crone aspect and sometimes the Mother aspect. She is a Goddess of Battles, Death, Chaos, Magick, Life, and Enlightenment. She is a harbinger and omen of doom and death as well as a ferrier of souls to the Underworld. By consuming the flesh of the dead as a raven, crow or wolf, she would transport their spirits to the Underworld. In my personal gnosis of Badb, she also mentioned that she has associations with the Owl as an animal connected to her. She would often appear to notable warriors who were destined to soon die in battle as a “washer at the ford.” She would be seen washing the bloodstained armor of the warrior, which was considered to be an omen of death for that warrior. The appearance of Badb herself is usually a pale skinned women with red or blue lips who is very attractive. When I see her, she also has Celtic styled tattoos all over her body that are all jet black. I will never forget my first encounter with Badb in which she showed up completely randomly, as far as I could tell, while I was asleep in my bed. It was around three in the morning when I felt an

unmistakably dark wave of powerful energy move over my body. My astral eyes were open and I became conscious of a dark female figure standing beside me and hovering above me simultaneously. I could see all three of her forms at the same time. The first form was a dark wraith-like shadow figure, the second was like that of Morrigan and third was a pale skinned warrior woman with black Celtic style tattoos all over her body who was hardly clothed and very attractive. When Badb spoke, I felt myself tense up a little, wondering if I was about to be consumed by this entity. “Sell me your soul...” she said in a frightening voice with clear intentions of making a pact with me that would grant her powers at my fingertips. Although I was very tempted to say yes, I had to decline—at the time— because of previous commitments. I did end up doing a good amount of Magick and Rites with Badb, including receiving her Evokation and Possession Chants in the Daemon Tongue Language as well as her accompanying sigil. All of this channeled info is found ahead. I found that Badb's energy was even more intense than that of Hades. Be warned that she is not for everyone, she usually comes to those whom she desires to help or work with. Please do not necessarily assume that she is willing to work with you, but take your time and approach her with Evokation and meditation, getting to know her before jumping into other Rites. Evokation of Badb

Sigil of Badb Ahead I provide a step by step evokation of Badb that makes use of the Demon Tongue Language. I do not specify an intent for this ritual, I will leave that part to you the operator of the Rite. You may evoke the Badb for general gnosis and guidance about your future or anything that you need to know about the past or present as well, for cursing purposes and Magickial self defense, for enlightenment experiences that involve bridging the gap between life and death, for self honor and the honor of others (the ability to let go and to allow an ending), for anything sex related, e.g. sexual health or improving sex life, for the purposes of honoring the Goddess or the demonic feminine in general, lastly you may call on Badb for healing purposes as well (especially emotional healing or healing of trauma). This is just a general list of reason that you may want to evoke Badb and is not a complete one. Badb's sigil is shown above with her name inscribed on it in the Daemon Tongue Language. Her name is pronounced from left to right "Bah-Ra-Ardoda-

Hah". Step One Set up your space and Altar with your basic ritual tools and have your bloodletting device ready if you intend to use blood for this ritual. You may want to have a crow feather or raven feather on your altar if one is available in your area, or you may want to use other items related to crows or to Badb to decorate your altar. It is ok if you keep the Altar basic and simple as well. Badb will still show up either way and accept a few drops of your blood and some incense as gifts to her. Use black candles for this Rite and if your intention is related to other colors, you may use those color candles in addition e.g. red for sex related Magick. Place Badb's sigil central on your Altar so that it is visible during the Rite. Do not forget to write your intention on the back of her sigil for best results. Cast your elemental or demonic circle now (if you are using one) and light your incense and candles. Step Two Prick your finger and place a few drops of your blood on Badb's Sigil and then be seated, get grounded and centered energetically before opening your black mirror (if you are using one). Be seated and then begin to sing or vibrate Badb's evokation Chant as many times as you feel is needed to fully manifest her presence to your senses: Aeeah-Dem-Say-Alef-Fuh-Reed-Keyah-em-Say--Yas-Mehayek-DeerHuf-Fela-Yas-Med-Aeeah--Debadi-Deme-Sia-Ee-ah-oh-He-Ree-Liz-Sia-Ais-Zil-Eer-Eh-Oh-ha-ee- Ais-Emed-Idabed! Step Three Silence your thoughts, and sink into a trance that allows easy communication between you and Badb. Commune with her and communicate your intentions of working with her for whatever your intention is and when you are finished, write down all that Badb says to you as well as any images that she shows you. These may be important later on. Step Four Thank Badb before burning her sigil with intention of your desire manifesting. Or if the work you are doing is ongoing, you may keep the sigil as an open gateway to Badb and her energy and burn it once you are ready to. Lastly, close the Magick circle and clear your space if you feel it is needed.

Cursing the Slave Gods For Attainment of Greater Freedom & Power This particular Rite is intended to help those who still have unconscious connections to the Slave Gods, either from previous lifetimes or from earlier in their current life. It is for the individual who seeks to gain greater power over themselves and become their own creator and GOD or GODDESS to greater extent than is possible without blasphemy. I feel there is a point in every Left Hand Path Occultist's journey when they may feel like something is holding them back or binding them, something is stopping them from becoming truly free. No matter what they do, they still feel like they have no real authority over themselves. This in some cases may be partly because of the influence of the Slave God's who are actively seeking to suppress and bind Real Black Magickians and Sorcerers and Sorceresses and the Magick that they perform. If you are worried that this Rite will cause more trouble than good, then do not do it, but if you are sick of feeling like you are under the influence of controlling forces then by all means move forward without hesitation. This Rite is intended to be a death with finality of the Slave Gods having any authority over you and your life that you have unconsciously agreed to give to them or that they try to force upon you. Although it is a Cursing, it will not destroy these Gods of Slavery, but rather it will create a barrier that stops them from having any ability to bind or control you in any way. Who are the "Slave Gods"? They are the God's of dogmatic religions that have tried to totally dominate this world and mankind. For example Allah (the Muslim god), Jesus or Jehovah (the Christian god) or any gods or forces behind them that require you to give them all of your power and behave like a drone while they consume you and abuse you. After this ritual is completed and you feel like it has taken full effect, put aside any thoughts or focus on the Slave Gods in order to allow them to fade. Do not continue to be angry or hateful toward them. Just let the past be in the past and move forward into greater manifestations of your own divinity and Godhood. You may need to repeat this Rite every once in a while to maintain the state of liberation that is achieved. In my own experience with the Cursing of the Slave Gods, I found that I had to do the Rite twice over a two week period of time while I was fine tuning the details. If you do this Rite correctly the first time, you should be good to do it just once and every so often after that. I experienced tremendous power flowing into me during the Rite. As soon as the Possession with Badb started, (which is a very intense experience in itself) I felt waves of energy filling up my head and mind's eye. When I spoke the words of cursing, the intensity went up times ten. I felt very twitchy and had a hard time staying still. I focused my mind on consuming and reintegrating the energies that were returning to me from the Slave Gods. This

allowed me to focus and stay in my chair for the rest of the Rite. The One-Way Gateway of the Slave Gods

The One-Way Gateway of the Slave Gods is to be opened during the cursing Rite found ahead. It allows a gate to the Slave Gods to be accessed by you only and cannot be used in the reverse direction by them, giving you the power to drain and curse them as you Will. Some of the Daemon Tongue letters inscribed on the Gateway are not available in my book Witch (A Left Hand Path Grimoire) but will be published in my next book, however the pronunciations of the letters will be provided ahead in the ritual steps for opening the Gateway. In this ritual the Gateway will be primarily used as a means of cursing any influence and power that the Slave Gods may have over you and the Magick that you perform.

Sigil of Badb for Rites of Possession & Cursing The Sigil of Badb for Possession as shown above is to be used in the Rite ahead. Badb's Possession Chant is inscribed in the ring around her Sigil and the pronunciations will once again be provided in the steps of the Rite of Cursing the Slave Gods. Step One This Ritual must be done on a Sunday for best results. Prepare for the Rite by setting up your space with your usual tools, black candles, incense appropriate for cursing work such as Dragon's Blood for example, bloodletting device (if you are using blood on Badb's sigil), your Black Mirror is needed for this particular Rite as well. Keep in mind that Badb accepts gifts or offerings of food items as well as blood and incense. You may want to place a glass of water or wine on the Altar as well if you use a food offering. Badb is also very sexually affectionate towards people that she likes. If you feel she is calling you to offer her your sexual energies either before or after the Rite then it is not inappropriate to do so in my

opinion. Place the One-way Gateway of the Slave Gods on the Altar in a place where you can clearly see it, preferable in front of the Black Mirror. Badb's Sigil should be placed centrally on the Altar as well with your intention written on its reverse side. The intention statement should read "It is my Will to be fully possessed by Badb in order to Curse and Totally Destroy any influence or power that the Slave Gods may have over me or my life!! My Will be done in all time using the One-Way Gateway of the Slave Gods. I command it according to the Will of my Daemon! So be it! Please have a banishing Rite at the ready for when the Rite is completed, but not the Lesser Banishing Rite of the Pentagram. If you use a Banishing Rite, make sure it is Left Hand Path oriented. When you are ready to begin, light your candles and incense and cast your most powerful Magick Circle if you are using one. Step Two Pick up your Wand or Athame and point it at your Black Mirror and then move it in widdershins spirals to open your Mirror. Now point the Wand or Athame at the One-Way Gateway of the Slave Gods and repeat the widdershins spiral motion, while you are doing this intone the chant to open the Gateway: Dem-Gahee-Detev-Tan-Zeif-Faedee--Eedeaf-Fiez-Nat-Veted-EehagMed--Deme-Dee-ef-Veef-Ruf-Fai-Jil--Lij-Aif-Fur-Feev-Fe-eed-Emed! You will know when the Gate is opened because you should feel the energies of the slave gods begin to flow out of it along with your own energies that they have bound. It is important to consume and reintegrate these energies during the cursing. Step Three Prick your finger and place a few drops of blood on Badb's Sigil and then be seated as you begin to sing her Chant of Evokation: Aeeah-Dem-Say-Alef-Fuh-Reed-Keyah-em- Say--Yas-Mehayek-DeerHuf-Fela-Yas-Med-Aeeah--Debadi-Deme-Sia-Ee-ah-oh-He-Ree-Liz-Sia-Ais-Zil-Eer- Eh-Oh-ha-ee-Ais-Emed-Idabed! When you feel like she is fully present state your intention which you wrote on the back of her sigil and then say: "She who is Death, she who is Destruction and Chaos, she who aids those in need as she Wills! Badb! Nemain! Macha! Morrigu! Come and fully Possess me now, that my Will to destroy enslavement be fulfilled! May I be blessed and given your strength to forge greater freedom and greater power in my life! So Be It! Step Four Be seated if you are not already and as you relax and breathe, begin to intone

Badb's Possession Chant for a fuller and more effective cursing. The Chant should be vibrated or sung as follows: Ree-Kwa-Ee-Fuh-Dah-Key-ah-em-Reed-He-ah-Gada--Adag-Ha-ehDeer-Me-ha-Yek-Had-Huf-Ee-Awk-Eer--Ray-Eedees-Ee-He-Dee-Liz-ReeFedaim-Ate--Eta-Miadef-Eer-Zil-Eed-Eh-Ee-Seedee-Yar Drop mind and allow the possession to occur, giving Badb plenty of trust and control. The Cursing occurs now and you will begin to feel your energy change as you are liberated from the bindings and control of the Slave Gods. As the cursing continues, chant the following words over and over to enhance the effects the Rite: "I take back all of Power from the Slave Gods! I shit on their corpses! I spit on their graves! Hail Baiv! Hail Baiv! Hail Baiv!" The violent and blasphemous words are used to repel the energies of the Slave Gods out of your aura and out of your life and to draw your own power back to you. Continue the cursing until you feel the energies begin to wane. If you run out of time before this happens you may stop and then perform the Rite again at another time. Step Five Take the time to thank the Goddess Badb and all those demons and guides who helped with the Rite. Burn the One-Way Gateway of the Slave Gods and then Badb's Sigil, focusing on your intention as you do so. Write down or record any visions, feelings, or audibly messages that you received during and even after the Rite. Close your Magick circle and Banish or clear your space of the curse energies. Effects of the Rite The Magickian, Witch, or Sorcerer will experience an increase in their overall power. The level of power increase depends on the individual performing this Rite and what bindings may have placed on them by the Slave Gods. They will have greater ability to journey or do astral travel. Specifically the ability to reach areas of the astral planes that were previously inaccessible due to the bindings placed upon them that they were unaware of. Some individuals feel like they cannot astral travel at all; doing this Rite may be just what they need to break this barrier in their Magickal development. I personally experienced an increase of ability to step out of time and space and enter astral planes underneath all of manifestation. This is not typical, but you may experience similar events. Grimoire Closing In closing this grimoire, I would like to share my experience with the Hidden Ones and my visit to the Halls of the Damned. The Hidden Ones are a group of

extremely dark, demonic entities that are unseen and who are the ancestors of the demonic beings that most people do have knowledge of. They are the most powerful beings that I have encountered in my spiritual journey thus far. After I wrote the last few words of the Rite of Cursing the Slave Gods, I slumped down on my couch in mental exhaustion and within a few seconds an inky, dark Hidden One appeared in front of me. He spoke in a voice that would scare Chuck Norris: “You will be pulled from time and space...” and immediately I was outside of my body traveling into non-time and non-space. I walked through the “Halls of the Damned,” passed twenty foot giant God-beings to my right and left, up the Hallway to the Dark God enthroned on the seat in front of me whose identity is not yet known. I looked up to him, raised fist and shouted up at him “I have done your work, now give me power!” He looked down at me in amusement and then said. “Your efforts are recognized... we grant your wish. You will be uplifted... you will not be a slave any longer!” The vision faded and I was returned to my time and place and then I wrote down what transpired. The effects of the Rites found in this essay will unfold for weeks and even months after you have done them. I am still experiencing the changes that were initiated by these rituals that I received. May the Gods of darkness grant you the freedom and power that you seek.

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