Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted

Rebels & Devils: The Psychology of Liberation

Conceived and Edited by Christopher S. Hyatt, Ph.D.

New Falcon Publications

This book! This fucking book! Over the course of the past four days, I feel as if my head has been peeled wide open and my mind has been fucked six ways to Sunday. An almost euphorically bewildering and an unexpected lobotomy of concept, theory, application, association and general practicalities involved in the magnificently unstructured structuring within the various schools of rebellion. This book contains a collection of essays, articles, poems and interviews from some of the biggest, brightest and most advanced minds in the world of free thinkers and occultists today (and yesterday in some cases.) As I am sitting here in my office, preparing to write this review, cup of coffee in hand and a bowl of a nice sativa sitting on the table in front of me, I can't help but feel thankful for having the opportunity to read this book, I'll get into that later though.

I was born into an institute of life that just required rebellion; having found punk rock and early stages of metal liberation at any early age, the concept of going my own way has always been my accepted norm. When I took a seat in my front yard on Friday afternoon, book in hand and bottle of wine in tow, I was not in any way prepared for the journey I was about to take. Spanning the course of 400+ pages and clear over 40 different submissions, Rebels & Devils is not directed at the general documentation and/or glorification of rebellion, but rather a startling collection of for the most part, charges steeped heavily in recognizing, understanding and committing to the higher self. Brilliantly broken down and reassembled by the late Christopher S. Hyatt, the coordinated 5 sections of this book flow with a magnitude of pure genius that left me both enthralled and strengthened and at the same time exhausted and torn to bits.

Part I - Prescription for Rebellion:

Following a trio of pieces in the suit of a prologue, introduction and forward, we are basically prepped for what lies ahead. From the get go, it is obvious that this is not a layman's collection of inspiration and hallmark thoughts, but instead a venom filled and heated debate within the core structure of every human being. Without warning, terms and conceptual understandings of such terminology surrounding slavery on a singular, retro personal level are presented. An almost controversial and trapping snare laid out before the reader, ensuring that enduring sense of follow through. With an initial cross section of authors and enlightened beings including the likes of William S. Burroughs, James Wasserman, Aleister Crowley, Jack Parsons, Austin Osman Spare, Oshso and Israel Regardie, amongst a few others, we are welcomed into the world of rebellion and ushered right up to the altar of these rebels and devils. A stunning piece by Diana Rose Hartmann details a truly chilling account of a feminine view of the subject at hand. She shines a gorgeous light on the Holy Whore, magnifying her power and existent statement in sexuality and form. Left me thinking for the remainder of the evening. The first section was rounded out with an article written by the great Richard Kaczynski, Ph.D and some of his projections surrounding Crowley and the like, even winding things down by drawing attention to a book by the very much underrated Robert Svoboda, Aghora: At the Left Hand of God.

Part II - The World of Chaos:

The seven pieces that make up this second segment of the book take a dramatic leap deep into the intellectual mind from the flowing rivers of thought displayed through the first 180 pages. Phil Hine starts things off on a rather heavy note, commenting on Chaos Magick in response to it's cultural significance. Through the likes of Robert F Williams Jr, Peter J. Caroll, Dave Lee and one of my personal favorite musicians, Ian Read, we as readers, are slapped in the face with a reality that despite the haziness of complete comprehension, is sitting right bellow our noses. The overtones of elitism and intellectual fodder are constantly backed up with structurally solid evidence relating to their described approach. In the transcribed interview of Ian Read, Phil Hine leads the magician/musician through a series of baseline questions regarding Read's stance on Chaos Magick and his various projections of Will in action. In remarking on the elitist substructure of the true occultist groups such as the IOT/The Pact, it becomes even more bloody obvious that these individuals do not only have a honed craft of magick and self empowerment, but a gifted sense of wisdom and knowledge, far beyond understanding. The arrogance is ripe and somewhat soothing in it's perplexing and jagged nature. I'm not even pretending Peter J. Caroll is easy to understand, much less comprehend, but after rereading his submission on Chaoist Models of the Mind a good half dozen times in a row, I felt the energy of the words manifesting into channels of further thought. A definite study into Chaos Magick is to take place soon...

Part III - VoodooMan:

S. Jason Black and Christopher S. Hyatt share a sinister and somewhat Raiders of the Lost Arc-influenced comic piece that is not only captivating in it gruesome occult tones, but heavily creative in presentation. Telling a tale of retribution and a back handed look at revenge, the story's hero is faced with a bloody twist of fate, allowing the recourse of self struggle to conquer the presumption in others, trading the soul of the weak for a new plot. The art is crass at times and the story line a bit far stretched in such a short passage, but nonetheless I was captivated, turning page after page in total awe. By just simply recognizing the embodiment of the infinite, we are expressing an at least interest in searching the boundless extents there of, if not to eventually conquer this stage. Is the light in the conversation with our HGA? Is the projection in the comprehension of Chaos Magick? Is this all to say that the similarities in perspective realities are just figments of our imaginations?

Part IV - Struggles:

I picked up where I had left off the night before,  undeniably a little hung over from the Cabernet grapes that had permeated my bloodstream the previous evening. At this point, it has been mentioned quite a few times that there is much to be said about the necessity of psychotherapy. Heralding and taking pot shots at the theories behind Freud, Jung, Reich etc, the wisdom behind such illuminated figures as Regardie insist that a true entrancement of psychotherapy is mandatory. I can't help but be reminded of the elitist sentiments that keep popping up throughout this book, and my own experience in the arrogant projections of personal energy  pulling and tugging at my arms and legs. I took a look into what was financially needed in order to commit myself to a 4 year course in Reichian therapy and it's quite disgusting and out of my reach, currently, but I do believe that to be a point worth meditating upon. It's that elite nature that brought this book to my mailbox to begin with, that mutual understanding and relation I had with the subject at hand and a proclivity to get as far down the rabbit hole as I can. Maybe just to realize that I have barely skimmed the surface. At this point in my studies though, I have been fortunate enough to discover one of the simplest truths behind this elitist form of complete rebellion is in being able to laugh at yourself. The reason the "scenes" within the occult realm are so small in numbers and commitment to the constant is foreign is because of the absolute absurdity of it all, right? Of course I am right, but let it be said that the farther I go, the more I able to understand just how clearly magnificent these absurdities of self truly are. Floyd Smith contributed a wonderful piece of poetic prose entitled The Pearl of Great Price, I ran a photocopy and taped it next to the toilet in my bathroom. It's been very cute to hear my 9 year old reading it and attempting to put the pieces together in her head while in the midst of a BM.

Part V - Reprogramming The Self:

This was undeniably the most challenging section of this book. Opening with a rather advanced look at our brain software by the immensely gifted brain of Robert Anton Wilson and flowing right into another mind-fuck of a conceptual expression, this time by the guru Timothy Leary called Twenty-Two Alternatives to Involuntary Death, my head was spinning circles around my body. It's becoming ever so apparent that the concept of understanding is not only brave and boisterously egotist, but a down right deception of a weaker man's mind. These essays and section's remaining contributions by the likes of Joseph C. Lisiewski, Ph.D, Jim Goldiner, Wasserman, Dr. Jack S. Willis and a handful of others, reclaim the existence of that necessity for expansion. Maybe I am giving myself too much credit here or rather allowing myself to feel a part of something that I am just being introduced to, but in the grand scheme of the Great Work, I do feel that the audacity of the conjuration to be acknowledging in the un-society society of fraternal magicians, regardless of methodology used. For I can't help but be reminded, over and over again, that the end result is not a direct reaction of the paths walked in order to get there. I guess that is just a simplified pigeonhole view of Chaos Magick, but nonetheless I can't recall it being explained in any greater of comprehensible detail, than this book presents. I'd still be a fool to assume I received anywhere near the bulk of this chapter though, I consider it to be something I will be returning to when the spark ignites said fire of knowledge. That's going to be another day though...

Part VI - The Beginning

The book winds down with the inclusion of two final contributions. The first of which I can undoubtedly say that I was more excited to read than just about any other submission in this book, a piece entitled Thee Splinter Test by Genesis P-Orridge. I will never forget the night my wife and I went to the Regency Ballroom in San Francisco to see a reunited performance by the greatest art-fuck-experimental band in history, Throbbing Gristle. As the four of them took the stage, all the house lights were turned on in the venue and they proceeded to bless us with an aural assault unlike anything we had ever experienced. I was boggled for years as to why they performed their ritual that evening without the cover of darkness, and now maybe I can say that after reading her (at the point of publication she was still a he) submission, that I understand or at least I can put the wonder behind me respectfully. Following, as well as closing the tomb with an Edwin Drummond piece called Caressing the Body of Liberty, I am reminded once again, like another nail in the coffin, that I have no idea, I have been living a lie, I taught myself wrong, they taught me wrong, no it's my fault, they don't know any better, but someone did no better at some point, right? Right? Sometimes the simplest of concepts can be decreed in just a basic combination of phonetics, that regardless of the mental capacity of the individual being addressed, all can fall in line. It's the notion that things can be different; that the essence of truth is rooted in going against the programs and filters they present us with; it's the recognition that there is something inside of me, a similar and yet entirely different something that is inside of my wife and kids, absurdly stronger than any god story or confined religious belief. We are meant to figure something out, something greater than the bullshit, but maybe that's the wrong view as well. Maybe...

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It is now Tuesday morning. I began writing this review yesterday, actually I completed and deleted two versions of it already and once I work up the nerve to read this expression over, it too may join it's predecessors in the trash. I put myself in a deliberate state of emptiness prior to reading this book, as if to be able to approach things in a more comparative nature, I dove in looking to receive. Now listen, I am not an idiot, I know that building up the mental vacuum to the preset of intake, not quite knowing that there is even anything to be received in the first place, is quite a dangerous presumptive move. So whatever brought about these feelings of positive anticipation and anxiety are possible just the subconscious triggers felt behind the various individual energies involved herein. Regardless of the reason, I felt honored that this book fell into my lap and I look forward to venturing down the many pathways and schools of thought, belief, and magick in application and explanation that this collection lead me to. So mote it be.

A Great Bit of Thelemic Information Simplified

ABRAHADABRA: Understanding Aleister Crowley's Thelemic Magick

By Rodney Orpheus

Weiser Books

One evening, a month or so ago, I was scouring Amazon for something to spend a $15 credit I had been sitting on when I stumbled across this little gem written by the main dude behind the band, The Cassandra Complex. Let's face it, understanding that which has been written by and through Crowley isn't always as simple as comprehending the words on the pages. Often times I find that a foundational piece of knowledge can be misconstrued to mean something else entirely which unfortunately can bleed throughout intersecting waves. Rodney Orpheus decided to breakdown these fundamental building blocks of the Thelema structure and expound upon them in an easy to digest manner without losing the initial integrity behind that craft. I'm not going to deny that I was full of apprehension prior to sitting down with this book, but what followed turned out to be one of the great stepping stones in my growth as an Occultist.

One thing that I find to be extremely bothersome about current Occult books and esoteric authors of this time period as a whole, is there the obvious over population of creative writing class drop outs. You know the type, they spend page after page, chapter after chapter, spewing nonsense in the form over overtly articulated run on sentences. I am not trying to step on any toes, so I will refrain from dropping any names of those authors that pop into my mind right off the bat, but within the black sea of reiterations and jumbled thoughts, devoid of any relative human attributes, lives the likes of those truly gifted magicians that have been blessed with am ability to digest the Great Work of others and utilize it for the greater good. The first thing that I recognized about Mr. Orpheus and his approach to writing that was his amazing gift of being able to teach and assume the roll of teacher while remaining peer-like and warm to the touch. We, as individuals in the continual search for expansion, have a poor habit of keeping our findings shrouded in secret and mystery, hidden from the assumed peering eyes of the "others" and drenched in utter thespian gibberish. Many pieces of brilliantly conceptualized and authored pathways to outstanding rites and magick ritual works throughout the ages have found themselves to be so bastardized and worthlessly mixed into nothingness by the modern day, pseudo intellectual, single subject persevering, basement dwelling Occultists, that even hearing about, much less coming across something as magnificent as Abrahadabra is much like a dream.

Anyway, as much as I'd like to spend a couple thousand words praising this wonderful work by Orpheus, it is not really his processes that are highlighted within the chapters of this book. I will take a moment though to applaud the author's methodical approach to the book, rotating between the yoga, magick/ritual and cosmology behind each basic pillar of the Thelemite path, all points of interest and validity at hand are thoroughly broken down to their most basic form before moving onto the next stage. By taking each step and analyzing the integral framework, the aspiring magician is able to build a closer relationship to the methodology being presented, in this case. A real teacher of man will take nothing for granite and never base the lessons upon the assumed perceptions of the student, but rather set the stage systematically so that each interlocking piece of the greater whole fits together properly.

The book begins by Orpheus going into the first stages of understanding the True Will of Self through a basic teaching of the importance of studying and finding our relation to the asanas and follows in line with the stages of meditative yoga teachings that Crowley described in the first two parts of Liber ABA, . We are employed to put ourselves through a series of tests and exercises, at first focusing on just being aware of the mind and body, moving into the stillness of body, to the resonance and value of breath to the discipline of controlling thought and the lack of and so on and so forth, eventually in the realization of pure meditation. Whereas a good majority of the book is a very much welcomed refresher course, the unpretentious nature of the explanations and the overall embodiment of a real day to day magician, sharing in his findings and more or less walking the reader right up to Nuit's front door is something to be praised.

I remember being taught, and much later on, understanding the basic movements and reasoning behind said movements of the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram many, many years ago. I must've performed someone elses' interpretation on this fundamental rite a few dozen times before I got fed up and had to abandon repetition for individual courses of study involving each step and the rationalizations behind performing the series of actions. Point being, what might be second nature for one student might very well be in complete Chinese to another. In using the LBRP as my example, Orpheus shares his version, known simply as the Nu-Sphere, to systematically evaluate the notions that we weren't all born into a reincarnation of the Beast666 worth of magical background, and thus shows the Who, What, When, Where and Why behind the basic rituals in Thelema, temple set up, the acquiring and consecration of altar weapons, the Qabalahistic Tree of Life, magick exemplified in tarot etc.

As I previously mentioned, the book is broken into sections contained within 3 chapters per section and it is constantly mentioned that the mastery of each step is necessary before moving forward to the next step. I found this to be a point that could be driven home a million more times and still be over looked by the aspiring Thelemite and/or magician. Our drive to grow as fast as possible and cut as many corners as we can to get ourselves to that end result as quickly and effortlessly in one piece is always littered with mistakes and oversights. For many of us though, it was the inception of the decision to study abroad in our minds that lead us to the blind implementation of ritual structures and definitions based on the practices of others, in different points in their lives, with different relations and upbringings that shadow the symbolization and personal tools of reflected sheds of light. In an attempt to bring that full circle, Abrahadabra enables one to find meaning behind everything, to create and build, to study, implement and manipulate, to utilize for our own Will and to tap directly into the forces and energies and gods and goddesses that we are all apart of and are all apart of us.

All in all I found the fundamental maps and path work laid out within the pages of this book to be of paramount importance and worthy of a read for not only those aspiring Thelemites, but for all of those modern day Occultists that are looking to expand their horizons with a fresh look at one of, if not the most intensely up to date theories and methodologies of LHP magick. As we look back at the famous Occultists of the past generation and then fantasize upon what future generations will be be honoring as the great practitioners of the Left Hand Path and magick as a whole, I am certain that many a hats will be tipped to this very Rodney Orpheus and his contribution to the Occult libraries.

The Threefold Coercion of Hell

The Black Raven: Doctor Johannes Faust's Miracle and Magic Book
or The Black Raven or also called The Threefold Coercion of Hell
Translated into English Language by Karl Hans Welz

So, last night I had the obligatory, beginning of the school year, meet n greet, back to school night event for my 9 year old daughter. Considering that my wife is a teacher at the same school, I was also obligated to be on campus an hour early, just in case my help was needed. (You would never have the slightest clue that I knew even the first thing about the Black or Free Arts by looking at me these days, I have learned it is easier for me to get by if I disappear in the crowd instead of sticking out and drawing excess attention.) As I was running out of the house, packing the kids in the care, I remembered I had downloaded the pdf of Dr. Faust's The Black Raven the night before, so I dropped it on my Nook and headed over to the school...

Clocking in at a mere 31 pages, many of which displayed overtly pixelized sigils, The Black Raven reads like a classic piece of grimioric demon summoning. Drenched heavily in the sheer fire and brimstone and even some bat's blood is called into the mix later down the line. With multiple different invocations, conjurations, bindings and such for likes of those evil demons in the Koetting youtube video variety shortly after the "Do Not Read These Out Loud Without a Circle Cast, Warning", I started to question whether or not I wanted to go on this journey while physically in the company of so many parents and elementary students I didn't know and hopefully was never going to have too meet. Nonetheless, I flipped around and found Faust's recommended method of creating a circle, gave it a read and then dove in.

"This main circle is much needed for all citations. With it, you are capable to bind the whole infernal army and to coerce and overpower it as well. This is so because this circle is so powerful that no spirit is capable to withstand it no matter how strong the spirit may be. The other three circles have already been described in previous chapters. On the place where you intend to erect the circle, you need to trace it with a sword with which no human being has been hurt. In the hour of Saturn, you t race a cross through it. Then you make the circle with a narrow piece of paper that you lay around the circle. After you have made the circle in such a way, you go into it walking backwards, and you stand on the star. Be sure to make everything in the right size so that you do not miss. Remember well that you need to speak loudly and clearly when you do the summoning."

Regardless of the often times nonsensical translations of the invocations, their patterning of vibratory phrases and the countless spelling errors throughout the pdf that I had acquired, I felt a great deal of heat and sickness coming from within the rituals. As I read through the summonsing and directives for certain lines of communication with the seven Grand Dukes, I could feel the energies tickling at the back of my throat, as if something was taunting my vocal chords to just mumble the verses. My salivary glands began to swell slightly and became extremely tender to the touch, even right now I can still feel the residual "taste" in my mouth and my glands are inflamed. Not an experience I had ever encountered before and I am not sure which demon was knocking, but it opened my eyes to the possibilities I was seeing between the lines and verses. Dr. Faust systematically went through the various summonings and conjurations, following with a perceptively exhaustive collection of floggings, fumigations, dismissals etc. to follow and implement when necessary. Often times the author would hide little threats and sarcastic pieces of advice to avoid certain movements too soon because of an obvious trial and error approach that had to have existed upon the grimiore's inception. Through the following segments of the book, a bunch of "secret" sigils of various degrees of intricacy, value and result are displayed and expounded upon. Most of them being far too intricate and generally too hard to read because of the low pixel jagged line look my file had and all require the symbols to be carved into and draw with less than ordinary items, at a specific time on a certain day of the week, in order to clean areas of evil entities, bring buried treasure, cause fear and everything in between. Even one of the sigil rituals comes to closure with blood left from the demons upon the sigil. Bad ass!

The book winds its way through the darkest alleys of hell and leaves the unlucky operator to be with a veritable laundry list of places for things to go wrong. With the translation often times in too literal of a sense, the lines often times read like the lyrics of a Ukrainian black metal band trying to write in English, certainly not for the lack of sincerity and fortified existence of reaction of the part of the original current though, the journey is a rather impressive in it's utilization of specific cause and effect invocations that appears to be a very psychologically straining ride for whoever chooses to take the oath.

The Infernal Empire is as follows:
1. LUCIFER, the Emperor
2. BELIAL, Viceroy
3. SATAN, Governor
4. BEELZEBUB, Governor
5. ASTAROTH, Governor
6. PLUTO, Governor

The following are the seven Grand Dukes of the Infernal Empire:
1. AZIEL
2. MEPHISTOPHILIS
3. MARBUEL
4. ARIEL
5. ANIGUEL
6. ANISEL
7. BARFAEL (Barbuel)

These are the Grand Ministers and secret Infernal Counsels
1. ABBADON
2. CHAMUS
3. MILEA
4. LAPASIS
5. MERAPIS

These are the Spiritus Familiares of the Infernal Empire
1. CHINICHAM
2. PIMPAM
3. MASA
4. LISSA
5. DROMDROM
6. LOMHA
7. PALASA
8. NAUFA
9. LIMA
10. PORA
11. SAYA
12. WUNSOLAY

Let it be known, I don't claim to have the deepest encyclopedic concordance filed mind, I have to take notes on what I am reading in order to truly import the information into my head sometimes. I am completely open with the fact that I almost always, even in moments of near certainty, cross reference the information extensively. I do this form of study with all things I research in life. The above listed pantheon of Infernal demons for example; I spent a good 45 minutes reading up on these characters after finishing the book, straight through the school principal's slide show in the cafeteria in fact. So, after all announcements and preliminary jargon was handled and we were dismissed to go check out our kid's classrooms, I couldn't help but feel that the sense recognized reality I was feeling for and of these demons and their intrinsically devastating states of pure evil was radiating from my very being. Whereas I knew I had not even temped any of the aforementioned beasts to manifest themselves in any form whatsoever, I could just tell that legion was easily woken up and the lower class ranks of demons and spirits were more than easily entertained and tickled with the slightest interaction. Nothing really came of the slight shifts in energy and mentally locating of specific lines of power, (well except these damn salivary glands still being sore, but I'm going to need ask for some guidance on this one.) but all in all I feel that in the one and a half total hours I spent with this grimiore and the related cross referencing, I received the keys to many different doorways, just in case I ever come across a true need to open one.

Meditations Upon the Stele of Revealing

Mission Statement of Intent

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It is with great pleasure, and even greater anticipation, that I begin this new chapter of life, as a practitioner and follower of the Left Hand Path. In an attempt to document the progress and development of my craft, I have decided to prepare my findings for the public to share in. Be it through the reviewing and practical applications of books that I have currently found to be noteworthy (or possibly in some cases, less than note worthy), the charting of growth and deliberate utilization of magick and ritual and it's reactionary courses of action, various antidotes of thought, realization, enlightenment, understanding and knowledge, or simply just in the recording and recognition of the True Will.

Considering this marks my first entry in the previously declared ongoing written documentary of my magickal existence, I thought it would be in good taste to shine some light on some of the individuals and their various groups and orders that have given me much inspiration over the past 3 decades. As for many of us, my interest in the occult began at a very young age; I was into skateboarding and punk music, rebellion and doing things my own way. Be through the album covers of Iron Maiden and Black Sabbath or the pentagrams and upside down crosses spray painted in the sewage drains and ditches we skated, I was completely enthralled by this adversarial figure that was being represented. My life took its first major step towards the countless blessings hidden within the LHP once I stumbled up the Satanic Bible by Anton LaVey. Everything I had come to understand about life and it was meant to lived start to fly out the window, as new thoughts and ideas began to permeate my adolescent mind.

My studying throughout the next decade of my life was always done in secret. Out of fear of reprisal, I would keep everything I was learning and reading about to myself. I mainly stuck to flipping through the pictures of devils and demons and reading old tales of hell and brimstone in the books inside the locked case in the local library. I would read and memorize lyrics from songs that I felt had deep spiritual attachment. Even though I was almost 30 years of age before I consciously performed my first concentrated act of conscious and deliberate ceremonial ritual magick, I could still feel the waves throughout my body and soul during these early days. I would keep notebooks full of prayers, dedications and promised acts of blasphemy and violence towards the Christian church that I would pen. I look back at these days romantically, it was a time of innocence and chaos, lustful feelings and misdirected energies, it was a time of great change and growth within a world I had not even really dipped my toes into, as of yet.

My twenty's were a wild time, no need to sugar coat it to be anything less than that. I had gone my own way by age 14 and tested the laws of the land years before my peers were messing with shit. So by the time I was hitting the legal age to drink alcohol, I was already deep down the rabbit hole of drugs and booze. Whether or not the debauchery that resulted was from my "I don't give a fuck" attitude or my propensity to be far more intoxicated than the rest, but still keeping my composure together, I found being in my own, self medicated world was ideal to my vision of this plane being nothing more than something to escape from. I wont deny that living the sex, drugs and rock n roll had its moments of unmeasurable bliss, satisfaction and gratification, an amazing representation of living the Satanic Bible's description of a Will focused life, but at the same time, my lack of foundation lead to many, many bumps in the road. Thus, the drug addiction lead to a mentally agonizing rehabilitation period, in which I was energetically forced to reevaluate my exercise and practice of living life.

Following my two year stint at an intensive drug rehabilitation center, I was blessed by meeting my future wife, who has since brought us two beautiful daughters into our life. Having conquered the spirit of addiction and moved from the solitary life to that of a family unit, I found much comfort in reintroducing myself to the teachings I had grown up implementing through LaVeyan Satanism and punk rock ideals. Having relocated to San Francisco just after rehabilitation, I was enamored by the availability of so many different avenues of Left Hand Path and occult thought that was being taught around every corner, that I spent my first three years of sobriety delving as deep as I could into everything I could get my hands on.

 

My previously mentioned association with the punk rock movement ended up playing itself well during these years as well. Having formed multiple local occult music acts that gained notoriety rather quickly, I was right away tossed into the current of creative energy forces, bring many unique and amazing people through my life. I was extremely fortunate to have crossed as many paths as I did in such a short amount of time. Bumping shoulders, shaking hands with, discussing esoterica and participating in ritual work with some of the most gifted and profoundly knowledgeable occultists and magickians of our time period. Considering the initiatory system of groups such as the OTO and A.'.A.'. that have such beautiful and flourishing chapters in the Bay Area, I had the pleasure of witnessing private Gnostic Masses and Thelemic study sessions behind closed doors, intended for initiates of the order and not the general public. Everything about these days was full of magick and power, so much so that my involvement with ritual work that far surpassed my state of knowledge and understanding, that many of my intentions ended up causing me much damage in my life. Much like the drug addiction of my younger days, I was in over my head once again. With cosmic threats hitting from every direction, I packed my bags and decided to spend my time reinforcing the foundation of my family life, moving us from the city to Monterey County.

After spending the bigger part of the past eight years running around the occult playground that we call the Bay Area of Northern California, I found myself for the first time standing firm upon my own two feet, the countless days of struggle and repercussion were all beginning to make sense and fall into place. It was at this point that I decided to start my study over, from the beginning and bring everything full circle. So, with this said I went back to the first step of most every western occultist these days, rereading and reabsorbing the lessons of freedom and self respect taught through the words of Anton LaVey and his Satanic Bible. It is from this point that I am starting this blog, from step 1.

In an attempt to openly and productively receive on as constant a basis as possible, I am not cutting any corners. In other words, prior to me readopting the teachings of Liber ABA or 777, I am beginning with the likes of Rodney Orpheus, Lon Milo Duquette and James and Nancy Wasserman. In the entries that follow, I will be delving into everything from my progresses in Yoga to my struggles in ritual and everything in between. Even though, this is obviously a very personal en devour, I am very much open to hearing from others, be through simple communications of relation to subjective pieces of constructive criticism to basic questions regarding intent and execution etc etc.

- Frater Narayana

 ABRAHADABRA!

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