You kissed me again, after…

So tender, so sweet. You kissed me again after... this time for minutes of softness, this gentle tasting of shared moisture. So tender, so sweet. Again you brought a tear to my eye, more than a tear, more than the one that fell upon my cheek. Everything you do with me has a greater purpose.... Continue Reading →

Pathworking with Azazel

Night before last. I felt the call to my altar. I lit all of the candles, waving incense before my temple deities. I settled in to meditate. I called to Azazel, inviting him to my temple. Eya On Ca Azazel Aken. Great king, come to my temple. Come to my temple. I began to visualize... 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 →

A certain wholeness

—Art by Fulco Culto ~ A God and a Goddess Wedding— "Expectation is a prison." ~Robert Fripp It's simple really. The choice. Trade away my purpose for a tantalizing transformation into something I am not, or find my purpose, the specific transformation I am born to. I have experienced my life and who I am... Continue Reading →

I feel what I cannot see

I feel your love. Now and again as I go about my day. Your love and possession pulls me out of the unconscious flow of life. You wake me up. You are waking me up. You fill me with love. I know that you are with me. I know that there are many that are... Continue Reading →

Grimoire: Azazel

Art by Cambion Art on Deviant Art Today I worked with Azazel for the first time. I meant to work with him last night, but I had a very intense session with Set, and decided to wait until tonight. I carved Azazel's name in the red and black candles I then lit for him. I... Continue Reading →

I rule the ride

"I remember the day I stood in the bewildering chaos and destruction portal known as Walmart, looking around at a massive jumble of things that were all destined for the sewer, the graveyard, or the landfill." I woke up this morning thinking: "I am always trying to figure out what to do with energy." I... Continue Reading →

Death and fire

"Offerings to the inner fire, fuel for the alchemical processes; divinely pressured I begin to shine as the diamond jewel of freedom, the purified gold of ascent." It happened for the first time... that I ever remember. I asked myself what to focus on this evening, and thought of a couple of options... And I... Continue Reading →

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