Monday, February 16, 2015

The Tree of Life - Laniakea and the Qabalistic Filaments

Scientists recently announced they had discovered more about our local region in the universe. Laniakea, the name they gave to this part of the intergalactic super structure spoke to me of filaments in the beard of Macroprosopus or the hair of the Shekinah.

Often these images come along with a statement about the pointless insignifance of your life in the grand scheme of things.  Your life is like that of an ant when compared to this vastness of the heavens, right? However the same people who tend to tell us our lives are meaningless also worry about the Earth, pollution, wars, exploitation and geopolitics. Guys, it doesn't matter, if your life is insignificant right?

''What would you do, if everyday was the same, if you were stuck in the same place and nothing you did mattered?'' - Phil, Groundhog Day

Back to the beard of Marcoprosopus - Ch. 19 and Ch.20 from Kabbalah Denudata. The title of these two chapters is great - ''the beard in general, the beard in particular'' - almost like Einstein's special and general theory of relativity eh?

''And this is to be kept perfectly distinct from this beard--namely, that which exists from the head (formed into), one thousand* worlds, sealed with a most pure seal, with a seal which includeth all seals... How far do those conformations of the beard radiate splendour?''

A vast, glorious mane of some supercosmic being, from whose gorgeous locks our galaxy is but another sparkticle of dandruff!

''Also we have learned: No beard (i.e., no part of this beard) is found which doth not (virtually) arise from the brain of the head (or from the heart).''

That these eternal golden braids, blowing in some intergalactic breath-wind, connect to the brain or the heart of this being, as if the galaxies are the twisting tendrils of its dream-stuff - imagination bubbling up from the psychic core of this cosmic creature.

This article came out recently, suggesting that the blackhole cores of galaxies are not blackholes at all, but wormholes.  Its hypothesis seems to confirm the one ''successful'' communication that occurred with the Time-phone** at Edward Kelley's Tower.  This communication from ''the future'' said that galaxies do not form from the collapsing clouds of gas, under the force of gravity, but emerge from ''the black holes'' at the centre that must be ''wound up'' before they release stars. When I asked who winds them up the phone went dead.

Andromeda is hurtling towards us at fairly ridiculous speeds - the impact between the galaxies will occur in about 4 billion years. People wonder about what would happen when the black hole nuclei collide but what happens when wormholes collide???

The reality is that we exist in some scale of what is probably an infinite fractal universe, that the multi-millenia long lives of beings like those in Jupiter Ascending are also the same length as ants.  This does not necessarily mean that nothing matters, although if it does it means that nothing mattering is the same as everything mattering - regardless of scale.  The battle between aphids and ladybirds in a rose bush matters *as much* as all your geopolitical maneuvering and identity politicking***.  The struggle is between law and chaos, between slavery and freedom, between independence and control, and it occurs at all scales of the universe - from a rock-pool, to a war-torn Somalian hell hole, to remote intergalactic empires back-lit by dying suns.

And when you get the sheer scale of this universe, when you understand the prima materia is Time****, you will want to ditch your astral free-scaling suit, hack time and become a chrononautic 5th dimensional being - if you're not one already.

*1000 - the value of the final Alef was also used to signify ''massive numbers''.  In this reading of this chapter I read ''thousand worlds'' to be endless billions.
**An awesome piece of kit built using an astrological globe and the principle of the galgal from the Sefer Yetzirah, 231 Gates section.  The communication was actually a request on our part for the secrets of free energy and that is what we got.  Make of it what thou will.
***Sometimes the former is actually less boring.

Monday, February 2, 2015

Raziel - Ba, Ruach, Sleep Paralysis


My first experience of sleep paralysis was at the beginning of my systematic magickal work with Archangels and the Sefer Yetzirah when I lived in a haunted old terrace house in Leicester dating back to 1910.  The place had the classic features of haunting; a sensed presence, sudden drops in temperature, dampness.  The majority of the sleep paralysis here did not have the standard feature of a holographic rendition of the room and mostly I was confined to what felt like a coffin in the abyss.  It was incredibly terrifying and I remember calling to Isis and Mary to help me escape.


During my first year living in Vinohrady, Prague, I experienced sleep paralysis, on and off, for about three months.  These experiences were mostly horrible and nearly all involved being in a photocopy of the room I was in, occupied by some kind of hostile presence while my body felt like it was being electrocuted or having a stroke.  I remember that once I managed to crawl, using one half of my body, to the door of my bedroom and found it locked. I couldn't recall locking the door and began to exert more force on it until I finally realised it was being held shut from the other side. Using all of my partially paralysed strength I managed to wrench it open and on the other side not my lounge, but the mind-boggling expanses of the astral plane - a blue-red landscape of valleys and mountains, replete with astral beings.  These experiences certainly contributed to my later experiments with the ''cellular membrane''.

PRAGUE 2013-2014

The sleep paralysis experiences that occurred whilst living in the Tower were some of the most terrifying experiences in my life and they were closely coupled with what felt like possession.  The hours between 11 and 3 were the most dangerous and for the first part of my stay there I simply did not sleep (or attempt to) during this time.  When I did, sleep paralysis would occur but with a strange jutting forward of my lower jaw accompanied with an evil smirk.  As my face changed I felt very foreign thoughts. This was my first experience with an attempted possession by the spooks in the Tower (never exactly sure which of the Edwards it was, Kelley or Dyer).  Later on, I struggled to stay awake to get through the ''bad hours'' but ended up passing out once and then instantly sprang back to wakefulness and on to my feet with two beings fleeing from me in different directions.  I stumbled out of the appartment and on to the balcony, collapsing with very little idea of who I was.  It was the severity of this experience that led me to ask Vincent Bridges for some kind of protection - I was given ''an Enochian lamp'' which made the Tower habitable up until the disaster of the Summer months.  During the last experiences of sleep paralysis there I felt like I was in some kind of MRI scan where the paralysis was passing down the body from the head.


Distinguishing between two types of astral plane exploration - one through a window, portal, where pretty much you can see but cannot touch and the other where you literally step on to it.    For the most part my experiences have been of the former.  Of the times I have experienced the latter the most powerful experience was when I used a mesh of Hebrew letters over my astral vision to effectively ''permeate'' the membrane; I stepped through into Renaissance Prague and went to the Tower on the Old Town side of Charles Bridge.

Recently intense theatrical ritual for part of my Jupiter work left me absolutely exhausted and during the early morning I was so tired that I could easily ignore the roll-over signal and experience some fairly calm but intense attacks of sleep paralysis.  When I say calm I mean I managed to remain fairly tranquil throughout the experience - the presence of Raziel as opposed to a (percieved) hostile entity certainly made that easier.

During these experiences Raziel taught me about the ''Ba'' body, conterminous it seems with the Hebrew Ruach.  I have mentioned previously how Raziel has instructed me in the use of facial muscles and apertures for the purpose of astral movement and creation*  but during these recent experiences I felt much more of the literal escape from the physical body as opposed to just using a window.  I was moving around my (holographic) room in the Ba body and Raziel instructed me that any ''apperture'' in the room could be used to exit it (i.e. pass the cellular membrane) like my experience back in Vinohrady.  I attempted to go into the computer monitor in the room next door and was advised that this would take me into ''the internet'' and that that wasn't a good idea (the computer actually started melting to prevent me).  I also discovered that it is possible to use the time-phone in this manner although I didn't go there.  Finally I ended up making a mistake and ending up in the body of a pig**.

In hindsight it makes me recall Milton, a non-player character I invented for Mage,the World of Darkness role-playing game.  He lived in an old Victorian house where all the doors from the main hall were actually fixed portals to various different times.  It seems one way to include these revelations of Raziel would be to build strange attractors (shrines, altars, statues) etc in the ''astral temple'' which would serve as fixed portals to the realms/times they represent***.

For more ideas on how to experience sleep paralysis and then begin ''lucid dreaming'' see Lucidology on youtube

*Carve, engrave, quarry, etc.
**I got out.
***The Time Phone is a big part of this operation.  Ultimately it seems to be (used as) a portal to the ''primum mobile'' or the wormhole/black hole at the centre of the Milky Way but we also know it can be set to different times.  More on this in another post.