I worship you Death

—Ritual art by Behemoth-X— I feel the desire to worship, to exalt. But the entities I work with do not want to be worshiped, not at all. They want me to exalt myself. I can worship Death. When I worship Death, I worship the power that is in all power, the current that is in... Continue Reading →

How to stop the doubt and obsession

—'Autopsy' by Enrique Simonet— I cannot be truly powerful unless I am integrated. Integrated means grasping the whole of what I am. When I am involved in addictive behaviors, I am trying to get something from a substance or activity. This pursuit is mentally and physically obsessive. Obsession is the opposite of integration. I have... Continue Reading →

Ritual

— Cover art by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema 'The Women of Amphissa'— Ritual. I wore my special temple robe and unfurled the Qliphothic circle to stand/sit in. I lit all the candles, and waved incense to the deities of my temple. I sacrificed (a little of) my blood on my new Azazel sigil. My breathing was... Continue Reading →

Dream of a monstrous depth

I dreamed that I was sitting on a couch opposite B______-X. It felt so good to be chatting with him, to be treated as an equal. I felt myself lifted up, my self-worth soaring. My body was singing with the pleasure of doing something that I love. Being close to someone I greatly admire. At... Continue Reading →

Israel Regardie’s “Egyptian” version of the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram (LBRP)

Israel Regardie's "Egyptian" version of the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram posted by Musings of Gnwmythr Section One: Beginning a Ritual 1.1 Egyptian Cross 1.2 Sigils to the Quarters 1.3 Invocation of Deities 1.1 Egyptian Cross Stand facing the East, and imagine a beam of brilliant light – so brilliant you cannot discern its... Continue Reading →

Working with the Death Current

A series of excerpts from "THE NECROMANCER: Path of the Descended Masters" (2021) by Conner Kendall Contained herein is a comprehensive journey of the work I underwent and am still going through over numerous years of my life as an adept. Necromancy is the path that I was warned about, its whispers and discussions left... Continue Reading →

Death ritual meditation

I felt the call, to the bedroom, my temple. I began the ritual by opening the Necromancer book to a page with a ritual on it, and began to read it aloud. I called the dead. I remembered the dead who snapped twigs around me in the graveyard, calling them. Come to me. I called... Continue Reading →

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