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Let’s Talk Abot Fear
"Speak of the Devil and he appears."
"...For a magician, it is better to be possessed by the demon than ignored by him..."
(if ur possessed u know he is there, if it ignores u , he is still there, doing his business, its the same has a disease.)
The most important secret of magick – and of life: DO NOT BE AFRAID !
Do not get me wrong. It’s good to be cautious, but fear is poison. I am not fearlessness righteousness and courage, when I began it seemed like I was afraid of everything, i was superstitious, I fantasized ‘seeing’ things out of the corner of my eye, and had the most outlandish speculations.
My fears arose from my childhood religious programming. I was still unconsciously brainwashed – trapped in a hostile universe with a wrathful God who frightens little children into acceptable behavior (so that they grow into obedient God-fearing adult little children). I was programmed by the doctrine of fear and self-loathing.
Gladly I had a magical mentor who ridiculed my childish fears and helped me develop an attitude of a scientist, driven by intense curiosity and wonder. A magician is faced with disturbing psychological and spirit-world challenges, and the key is, a detached attitude of fearlessness, determination, and an unshakeable passion for enlightenment.
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a magician who believed health issues were the result of magical workings; it's best to ascribe them to the normal demons of body chemistry and stress. they aren't caused by a magical operation, your doubts and fears over the matter only serves to give the entities you fear permission and encouragement to keep doing it.
By becoming preoccupied as to whether this pain or that fever might be a demon messing with you, you voluntarily give the demon power to give you this pain or that fever – in a very real sense the demon has evoked you!
you’ll probably live through, and there's nothing that neutralizes the power of a pesky demon more than having its scariness ignored
“... fear neither man not spirit. Fear is failure, courage is the beginning of virtue. ..."
"...For a magician, it is better to be possessed by the demon than ignored by him..."
(if ur possessed u know he is there, if it ignores u , he is still there, doing his business, its the same has a disease.)
The most important secret of magick – and of life: DO NOT BE AFRAID !
Do not get me wrong. It’s good to be cautious, but fear is poison. I am not fearlessness righteousness and courage, when I began it seemed like I was afraid of everything, i was superstitious, I fantasized ‘seeing’ things out of the corner of my eye, and had the most outlandish speculations.
My fears arose from my childhood religious programming. I was still unconsciously brainwashed – trapped in a hostile universe with a wrathful God who frightens little children into acceptable behavior (so that they grow into obedient God-fearing adult little children). I was programmed by the doctrine of fear and self-loathing.
Gladly I had a magical mentor who ridiculed my childish fears and helped me develop an attitude of a scientist, driven by intense curiosity and wonder. A magician is faced with disturbing psychological and spirit-world challenges, and the key is, a detached attitude of fearlessness, determination, and an unshakeable passion for enlightenment.
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a magician who believed health issues were the result of magical workings; it's best to ascribe them to the normal demons of body chemistry and stress. they aren't caused by a magical operation, your doubts and fears over the matter only serves to give the entities you fear permission and encouragement to keep doing it.
By becoming preoccupied as to whether this pain or that fever might be a demon messing with you, you voluntarily give the demon power to give you this pain or that fever – in a very real sense the demon has evoked you!
you’ll probably live through, and there's nothing that neutralizes the power of a pesky demon more than having its scariness ignored
“... fear neither man not spirit. Fear is failure, courage is the beginning of virtue. ..."
[Low Magick ,LMD ]
BENEDICTUS DOMINUS DEUS NOSTER QUI DEDIT NOBIS SIGNUM
“Bendito seja Deus Nosso Senhor que nos deu o símbolo".
(EditLyx)
O entendimento dos símbolos e dos rituais exige cinco qualidades.
A 1º é a simpatia; (a primeira conforme graus de simplicidade). Tem o intérprete que sentir simpatia pelo símbolo que se propõe interpretar.
A 2º é a intuição. Por intuição se entende aquela espécie de entendimento com que se sente o que está além do símbolo, sem que se veja.
A 3º é a inteligência. A inteligência analisa, decompõe, reconstrói noutro nível o símbolo. "é o relacionar no alto o que está de acordo com a relação que está embaixo".
A 4º é a compreensão, entendendo por esta palavra o conhecimento de outras matérias, que permitam que o símbolo seja iluminado por várias luzes, relacionado com vários outros símbolos. Não direi erudição, como poderia ter dito, pois a erudição é uma soma; nem direi cultura, pois a cultura é uma síntese; e a compreensão é uma vida. Assim certos símbolos não podem ser bem entendidos se não houver antes, ou no mesmo tempo, o entendimento de símbolos diferentes.
A 5º é a menos definível. Direi talvez, falando a uns, que é a "Graça", falando a outros, que é "a mão do Superior Incógnito" , falando a terceiros, que é o "Conhecimento e a Conversação do Santo Anjo da Guarda", entendendo cada uma destas coisas, que são a mesma da maneira como as entendem aqueles que delas usam, falando ou escrevendo
(Fernando Pessoa. Obra Poética. Volume único. Rio: Nova Aguilar, 1981, p. 3)
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Andy Weir - The Egg
You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked.
“Where am I?”
“You died,” I said,
matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was
skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it.
Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was
nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked.
“Is this the afterlife?”
“Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I
said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family.
That’s good stuff right there.”
That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination.
To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a
woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher
than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be
fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have
time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be
secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any
consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens
now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be
reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus
were right,”
“All religions are right in their
own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode
through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said.
“It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You
asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my
experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within
you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t
remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by
the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you
can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you
are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or
cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it
back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the
last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your
immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start
remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been
reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to
lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese
peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered.
“You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time,
as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come
from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come
from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll
want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down.
“But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have
interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And
with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s
happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously?
You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,”
you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The
meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to
mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole
universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger
and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said.
“In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all
the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations
of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said,
with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever
lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth,
too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he
killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed
him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized
someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve
done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by
any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all
this?”
“Because someday, you will become
like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous.
“You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus.
You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time,
you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said,
“it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s
time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
Andy Weir
- http://www.rosicrucian.org/publications/digest/digest1_2007/articles_pdf/Dig_websup_impressions.pdf"The Confessions of Aleister Crowley" quote
"Destiny is an absolutely definite and inexorable ruler.
Physical ability and moral determination count for nothing.
It is impossible to perform the simplest act when the gods say "no." I have no idea how they bring pressure to bear on such occasions; I only know that it is irresistible.One may be wholeheartedly eager to do something which is as easy as falling off a log; and yet it is impossible. "
Aleister Crowley
“The Confessions of Aleister Crowley” pg385
Eliphas Levi - The Magician
The Magician
O Lord, deliver me from hell*'s great fear and gloom!
Loose thou my spirit from the larvae of the tomb!
I seek them in their dread abodes without affright:
On them will I impose my will, the law of light.
I bid the night conceive the glittering hemisphere.
Arise, O sun, arise! O moon, shine white & clear!
I seek them in their dread abodes without affright:
On them will I impose my will, the law of light.
Their faces and their shapes are terrible and strange.
These devils by my might to angels I will change.
These nameless horrors I address without affright:
On them will I impose my will, the law of light.
These are the phantoms pale of mine astonied view,
Yet none but I their blasted beauty can renew;
For to the abyss of hell I plunge without affright:
On them will I impose my will, the law of light.
Takenfrom "TheWinged Beetle" Eliphas Levi Aleister Crowley
* Hell: Middle English helle - Anglo-Saxon hel - meaning hidden, concealed.
Alan Moore
"There is some confusion as to what magic actually is. I think this can be cleared up if you just look at the very earliest descriptions of magic. Magic in its earliest form is often referred to as “the art”. I believe this is completely literal. I believe that magic is art and that art, whether it be writing, music, sculpture, or any other form is literally magic. Art is, like magic, the science of manipulating symbols, words, or images, to achieve changes in consciousness. The very language about magic seems to be talking as much about writing or art as it is about supernatural events. A grimmoir for example, the book of spells is simply a fancy way of saying grammar. Indeed, to cast a spell, is simply to spell, to manipulate words, to change people's consciousness. And I believe that this is why an artist or writer is the closest thing in the contemporary world that you are likely to see to a Shaman.
I believe that all culture must have arisen from cult. Originally, all of the faucets of our culture, whether they be in the arts or sciences were the province of the Shaman. The fact that in present times, this magical power has degenerated to the level of cheap entertainment and manipulation, is, I think a tragedy. At the moment the people who are using Shamanism and magic to shape our culture are advertisers. Rather than try to wake people up, their Shamanism is used as an opiate to tranquilize people, to make people more manipulable. Their magic box of television, and by their magic words, their jingles can cause everyone in the country to be thinking the same words and have the same banal thoughts all at exactly the same moment.
In all of magic there is an incredibly large linguistic component. The Bardic tradition of magic would place a bard as being much higher and more fearsome than a magician. A magician might curse you. That might make your hands lay funny or you might have a child born with a club foot. If a Bard were to place not a curse upon you, but a satire, then that could destroy you. If it was a clever satire, it might not just destroy you in the eyes of your associates; it would destroy you in the eyes of your family. It would destroy you in your own eyes. And if it was a finely worded and clever satire that might survive and be remembered for decades, even centuries. Then years after you were dead people still might be reading it and laughing at you and your wretchedness and your absurdity. Writers and people who had command of words were respected and feared as people who manipulated magic. In latter times I think that artists and writers have allowed themselves to be sold down the river. They have accepted the prevailing belief that art and writing are merely forms of entertainment. They’re not seen as transformative forces that can change a human being; that can change a society. They are seen as simple entertainment; things with which we can fill 20 minutes, half an hour, while we’re waiting to die. It’s not the job of the artist to give the audience what the audience wants. If the audience knew what they needed, then they wouldn’t be the audience. They would be the artists. It is the job of artists to give the audience what they need."
-Alan Moore
"the map is not the territory"
Alfred Korzybski - General semantics - "the map is not the territory,"
"it is like a man who is hungry. Any amount of description of food will never satisfy him"
Paraphrase Bateson's argument, a culture that believes that common colds are transmitted by evil spirits, that those spirits fly out of you when you sneeze, can pass from one person to another when they are inhaled or when both handle the same objects, etc., could have just as effective a "map" for public health as one that substituted microbes for spirits
Neuro-linguistic programming, where it is used to signify that individual people in fact do not in general have access to absolute knowledge of reality, but in fact only have access to a set of beliefs they have built up over time, about reality.
The Belgian surrealist artist René Magritte illustrated the concept of "perception always intercedes between reality and ourselves Exoteric concepts are concepts which can be fully conveyed using descriptors and language constructs, such as mathematics.
Esoteric concepts are concepts which cannot be fully conveyed except by direct experience. For example, a person who has never tasted an apple will never fully understand through language what the taste of an apple is.
"Everything simple is false. Everything which is complex is unusable."
the Process Church
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Process Church of The Final Judgment (1960/70s) -Robert DeGrimston Moor (1935) and Mary Anne MacLean,The Oracle (1935), London, -Processeantheology-(not process theology:AlfredNWhitehead,and Charles Hartshorne -Worshipped - 4parts -" Jehovah, Christ, Lucifer and Satan" - worship all to enlightenment. -Satan and Christ, reconciled, together, judge and execute humanity at the end of the world. -1966 Mexico's Yucatan peninsula : "The Xtul Dialogues". (descriptions Gods -"TheHierarchy" published in December 1967, as a part of "The Tide of the End".) -MaryAnne (divorce) 1974 - "Foundation Church of the Millennium","Best Friends Animal Society." to - Gilles Deleuze - Anti-Oedipal 1968 movement -William S. Bainbridge's book "Satan's Power" (pseudonym "The Power", preserve identities) [wikipedia -The_Process_Church_of_The_Final_Judgment] |
A redenção do mago e ocultista Aleister Crowley
A redenção do mago e ocultista Aleister Crowley
Maldito em vida, filósofo tem seu legado discutido em filme sobre Raul Seixas
Crowley & Gurdjieff
The Three Dangerous Magi: Osho, Gurdjieff, Crowley by P. T. Mistlberger
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Three-Dangerous-Magi-Gurdjieff-Crowley/dp/184694435X/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_1
http://www.ptmistlberger.com/why-remarkable-men-rarely-meet.php
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Abraxas
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