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| Thursday, November 12th, 2009 | | 12:19 am |
| | Saturday, November 24th, 2007 | | 1:45 am |
who's comin' with me? ; P
I think I'm hallucinating... My Bloody Valentine to play first shows in 16 years Indie legends My Bloody Valentine have announced details of their first live dates since 1992. The band, who have not released an album since 1991's Loveless, will play three U.K. shows in summer 2008. They will play: London - Roundhouse (June 20)
Manchester - Apollo (28)
Glasgow - Barrowland (July 2) Tickets go on sale this Friday (November 16). | | 1:28 am |
Just like honey...
What are the odds? Seriously... It's the first time I've ever read the music news on Yahoo and there were articles about my two favorite bands! The debates on Intelligent Design would be far more interesting if mysticical concepts such as the Oath of the Abyss were part of the equation. Current Mood:  ecstatic | | Sunday, June 3rd, 2007 | | 9:37 pm |
fairly lame synchronicity
This is a true story; no names have been changed to protect people who aren't innocent anyway. So, there I am, laying in bed watching "Heavy: The History of Metal" on VH1. They're going into Jimmy Page's affinity for Crowley and showing some rather nice pictures of the Prophet and the obligatory shot of Boleskine House. Robert Trujillo is reminiscing about how he and his friends used to play Zep records backwards and his friend's mother would rush into the room with a crucifix screaming "Dios mio! Esta musica del Diablo!" Just then, my cell phone does it's "You've got mail" routine. I get up, look at it and chuckle. "Who is it?" my wife asks. "Just Satan wanting to be added to my MySpace friends list." I reply. "Who's that?" she says. "Prince of Darkness, I presume." Talk about timing. Current Mood: amused | | Friday, May 18th, 2007 | | 10:33 am |
frustration
After two days of trying to get some help with my cell phone and the only result being that things were made worse, I have to wonder: Am I speaking a different language? The universe is sorely tempting me to go live in the Smashan and become the first Illinoisan Aghori. | | Saturday, May 5th, 2007 | | 11:54 pm |
walking amongst the somnambulists
So, another peculiar weekend. I've been meditating a bit on how people you barely know get pulled into your orbit by the process of knowing other people. Case in point: Our friend Chris somehow managed to get us to accompany him to a send-off party for our mutual acquantance M who is in the Army Reserves and leaves for Iraq later this month. Chris was chatting everybody up like he was at a scrapbooking party or something, and it pained me very greatly to the bottom of my empathic soul to see M looking like an extremely drunk person who had seen a ghost (presumably his own.) I think M will be alright; he's not going to be on the frontlines by any means, but it was still a lesson in sharp contrasts. Anyhow, I will try to post more frequently; no sense in hiding your light under a barrel (or is it bushel? I can't recall and it's too early for such things.) Current Mood: awake | | Thursday, September 28th, 2006 | | 11:46 pm |
the way it should be
A Brother and I were discussing the matter of his rather sceptical ex-girlfriend fairly recently. He brought out the point that "She would never accept that Thelema is the way things should be..." I thought it was interesting that he framed it in such a way; I tend to think that most people, without having any idea that either we or Thelema even exist, do spend a considerable portion of their time trying to work their Will (or what they may erringly perceive to be their Will). It's the main drive as we walk out of our parent's door and head to the dorm... Only, there are quite a few differences between general society's idea of what goes into the process and ours. The HGA experience leads one to to their Will through a carefully considered period of quiet focus, rather than going through a myriad of classes and simply choosing what seems most interesting or perhaps latching onto something due to a well-liked professor. The point I'm trying to make being that, without a doubt, we're going to have to do something. | | Sunday, August 6th, 2006 | | 7:47 am |
so...
I'm looking forward to this week being better than the last one...
| | Sunday, July 30th, 2006 | | 9:13 am |
today's lovely events
So today I had the pleasure of going to Liturgy 93 in honor of PB Randolph performed primarily by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) paradoxosalpha and the spicy goodness of eating Thai food with starphoenix93 and thelemalove93 in celebration of the former's birthday. Good times, all around. I'd never been able to catch Dionysus doing ritual before, and that was really something! I'm still somewhat at a loss for words, actually. During the ritual itself we sang a song and about the third time through the chorus I nearly broke out in the giggles 'cause I was thinking "Man... This is so... right on!!" And, ah, how that doesn't even convey the moment... So, anyway... Did I mention that I'm glad to be home? I was in the Lake of the Ozarks area last week (It's not like I post that often, so it's no surprise if it seemed like I was still here to some.) I very much like to stay in motion, so taking it easy was almost a strain on my system. On the other hand, Lon's visit to St Louis last week seems to have caused a little boom in the scene here in the area so now I'll be busier than ever!! Awesome. I owe abudoub and fratersapientia and a third (but sadly LiveJournal-less) Brother a huge debt for that. But it's a debt that I'll be paying off with a smile (and with many follow-up emails and phone calls to the interested parties). | | Saturday, July 15th, 2006 | | 1:45 am |
darn
So, today I found out that my ex got to hang out with Al Jourgensen last week!! Gah! I only live an hour away, I could've made it down for that!! Oh well, there's always time left in your life to hang out with The Dude from Ministry, I guess. Speaking of that, I always kind of wonder why he doesn't just randomly show up at a Gnostic Mass sometime at Aum Ha. Anyway, enough about Al. | | Thursday, June 29th, 2006 | | 7:41 am |
a copy of a copy of a copy of a...
For some reason ever since I've had the internet's all seeing eye winking at me in my living room I haven't been able to sleep much. I mean, seriously, it's almost 8am. For those of you wondering why any sane person would be trying to go to sleep at 8am, I should point out that I work evenings. But so anyway, I guess I'm just trying to adjust to things. Aside from cyberinsomnia, things are pretty good. fratersapientia has brought forth yet another very likely candidate from seemingly out of nowhere, and I keep thinking "Wow! Things sure are growing fast around here." Fortunately, this one is a girl. I like that a lot 'cause thus far the only people who have been Initiated have been fellas. Now, I have no beef with that... But in the wild & wooly world of the OTO the testosterone can get pretty thick... So I'll be more than happy to have some a Sister to balance things out. Although, now that I think about it a little bit more... I hope that any new Initiates can blend into what's become a pretty harmonious mixture of personalities. It blows me away how tight a unit our little group has become since the Three Days! And my, how my Minervals have grown! Living about 3 1/2 hours away from my Local Body, I'd never previously had the honor to closely observe anyone besides myself grow in that OTO sort of way... It's cool. | | Friday, June 23rd, 2006 | | 11:17 pm |
O glorious day
Internet? At my house?? Nice. And on top of all of that, it's apparently about twenty times faster than it ever was when I was posting from work. More excellent things to come... | | Wednesday, April 19th, 2006 | | 3:04 am |
blah blah short Order politics yadda yadda
Ah. I should really write something more substantial sometime in the near future; but here are my thoughts for the moment... Whats with all the hubbub, bub? I come back from the Three Days and Livejoural has about 4x the amount of debating and gear-grinding against the OTO that I usually see. Perhaps I'm very occluded. I know that my FL certainly isn't all that big... But... I personally am delightfully somewhere in the middle on this whole thing. I think people expect far too much from organizations. It's also important to realize that when one is bashing away... that the Heads of our Order are only a miniscule fraction of it. We're the Order, in a very real way. | | Friday, January 27th, 2006 | | 6:04 am |
| | Saturday, January 14th, 2006 | | 6:10 am |
"I love it when a plan comes together..."
Yes, that is the last time that I will quote Hannibal from the A-Team in my subject line.
So things have been a bit more interesting than usual. Wednesday night I had a little get together in my house, kind of a home-brewed Javacrucians. Now I know how buzzroyal used to feel way back when I first got involved with the OTO and he used to host these sorts of things... I was mixing frothy coffee drinks and sprinkling cinnamon on top of whipped cream whilst my brain and mouth were preoccupied with explaining how a Gnostic Mass temple correlates to the Tree of Life.
Very enjoyable... But I'll look forward to meshing my little crew with the Encampment one of these days. Mingling shall commence.
Picked up the "Parabola" DVD by Tool this evening while grocery shopping. Very nice. I'd heard before that I'd find Enochian Aethyr symbolism therein, but that's one of those things that you've just got to see to believe. And right they were, whoever said so. The very beginning of it was pretty dead-on. It had a lot in common with both my vision and Crowley's; there were four men in business suits slicing fruit and then vomiting black sand in a circle on the table...
Some of the things were hit-and-miss, of course. Enochian is like that. For example, I've never been chased by the guy dressed like a bunch of grapes from those Fruit of the Loom commercials. Not yet, anyway! Tool, however, may have had that very terrifying experience. | | Sunday, September 18th, 2005 | | 4:23 pm |
moonchild
So, I've been (quite fittingly) reading Moonchild for the very first time. At first, I wasn't sure what I thought. And then I slammed head-first into Aleister making fun of, well... Just about everything one can dismiss as giving us occultists a bad name. In particular, I enjoyed some of the zany antics of the Black Lodge during Cyril and Iliel's Honeymoon. I'm not done with it yet, though. I'm sure that it's only going to get better. Other than that, I had a pretty good weekend. We took out a co-worker (who shall henceforth be referred to as S.) for her 21st birthday. I think I had a better time than she did, but that's entirely her own fault. It was one of the finest inaugurations into the bar scene that I've ever seen. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Frater Wimatonye and I beat her at pool... Oh well. One can only do what one can. I'm not going to hold a pistol to someone's temple and say "Alright, be happy now!" They usually just get a little shaky and nervous when you do that... My discovery of the weekend is that there's a small OTO Proto-camp in Kentucky. Yup, I didn't know either. It's kinda cool, though, to see the huge gap between Indiana and Alabama slowly start to shrink. I'll have to go visit sometime. My mom's house is only a hop, skip and a jump from Paducah. It's also nice to know that I'm not the only who is so psyched about Thelema that they'll travel the better chunk of a State just to catch a glimmer of that LVX. | | Sunday, August 21st, 2005 | | 10:09 pm |
various
In the midst of a massive 'net binge, I've leapt into the 20th Century by getting myself an Ebay account.
I suppose I didn't have one before now simply because one of my best (and yet, non-Thelemic) friends works for Ebay. Oh well, I'll be amused if I get an email tomorrow where he asks me "What's 'looieyahey' mean?" Doubt it, but it would still be amusing. I've had to field that question before; once when someone from work was looking at my phone. Then the answer was simple: "It means log out of my AIM account and give me back my phone..." As most of my Aum. Ha. associates know (and also
yalith) I'm getting married on the 24th. That's fortunately mostly paid for (or at least already charged!), with just a few minor details to take care of. We get to leave the State after that; westward to Vegas and maybe SLC. In lieu of NOTOCON, maybe I can catch a Gnostic Mass or two in the hazy honeymoon travels...</p>
I've never seen one outside of the Encampment, so that'll be an experience of surpassing excellence. Just watching someone new perform a particular role is pretty rewarding, so it'll be cool to see what it's like elsewhere. | | Saturday, August 13th, 2005 | | 9:25 pm |
back for good from the locked meditation chambers; candlelit otherwise filled with darkness
Well, seems most everybody's at NOTOCON... I might as well post something.: D The last three months (since I've become a First Degree) have easily been the most contemplative of my entire life: filled with meditations, realizations, strange dreams and a general restructuring of the way I do (and approach) ritual. This last involved completely different priorities, new ways of looking at the same old rituals and a sincere thirst to perform new ones... It was all worth it. No trip to the underworld is without it's treasures. V.I.T.R.I.O.L. Anyway, It's nice to be back... Out in the sunshine where I can get some e-Fellowship. | | Friday, June 3rd, 2005 | | 7:43 am |
interesting
At about 1am this morning I was sitting on my couch, fairly bored, when I thought "I'll have a look at those pages I printed off of the Invisible Basilica!" I've been meaning to consecrate some of my recently aquired Abramelin oil but I've been so busy I haven't gotten around to it yet. I ran through the ritual in my mind and looked with pleasure at the bottom of the page. There's a grid with three different formulas with which you can then use your newly consecrated Abramelin oil to consecrate the altar, etc. Everything in the temple is supposed to be dedicated to the Work. Essentially, one carefully makes an equal armed cross while saying "Ho Pater Estin Ho Huios Dia to Pneuma Hagion" or one of the other two optional formulas. I distinctly remember thinking, at the time, "En ingles, por favor!" and jumping straight to the third formula: "In the name of Nuit and of Hadit and of Ra Hoor Khuit." Feeling pretty confident in my abilities to pull off the consecration of the oil, I flipped through to see what else I'd printed off and found an Exorcism Rite. That captured my interest for a while. Pretty interesting to read, actually. I've worked with the angelic hierarchies enough to notice that whereas when I'm doing that I start with, say, EL or YHVH ELOHIM and work down to the archangel and from there the angelic choir subservient to that particular angel and then eventually the spirit subservient to them... The Exorcism worked in the opposite manner. One banishes. If that doesn't work then further measures are used until eventually one invokes and becomes Ra Hoor Khuit (and at which point the spirit in question is really in trouble!). Very suddenly I noticed that I was tired. Very tired! I put my papers aside and propped myself up on a pillow. I was asleep in seconds. Whoever said that it takes a long time to go into R.E.M. was trying to make themselves sound smarter than they ever will be. The dreams were vivid. I was inside a house, and there were many people there, but I was alone inside and they were all outside. One could see them through the windows and the doors. Nothing really all that odd about that, but I noticed I wasn't alone in the room. I tried to communicate with the other guy but everything either he or I said was a muddle. All action and even thought was a mish-mash. It was useless to try to reason. That wouldn't work here, evidently. What I did next surprised me! " Apo Pantos Kakodaimonos!!" I banished and things took on a completely different tint. I was even more astounded when I had my finger on his forehead and drawing the cross saying "Ho Pater..." then, in my dream, I started over again "In the name of Nuit and of Hadit and of Ra Hoor Khuit!" I'd realized that I didn't know all the words to the first one! Things got far stranger afterwards. Instead of a dark room with life passing by at the speed of light and meaning little to nothing, I found myself in a serene place. Someone was putting a bicycle wheel on, the sun was shining brightly... I woke up suddenly and looked at my watch. 2:30! I thought I'd slept all night on the couch and it was the middle of the afternoon but, naturally, it was only an hour and a half after I'd fallen asleep. It was something to ponder. So far, that was the most lucid dream I've had. I knew what I was doing and I remembered things that normally I would only use while I was awake. Mostly, I used that useful tidbit of astral wisdom: whatever the situation may be that you find yourself in, make sure you're the master of it. | | Sunday, May 1st, 2005 | | 4:55 pm |
rin
Well rustle my tail-feathers: Dead Can Dance are back together and going on tour! Actually, I guess they just drummed and chanted through most of Europe without my knowledge... It's been a rough weekend; a lot different from most. Last night one of Mel's friends from waaaaay back came over. She drifts around our circle in peripheral vision most of the time, rustling the trees. I'm pretty sure I wrote a post about her a long time ago which involved listening to Ozzy Osborne. We had almost that much fun last night... Feeling directionless (and miserably drunk) this friend and her boy both wanted Tarot readings. So, I got out the cards and hoped for the best. The first reading went not at all well. Mel would later accidentally elucidate the meanings of a few of the cards, just by explaining where her friend was coming from. Curiously, in her conscious thoughts was the Ace of Disks... I would later learn that she'd had a very unstable childhood: both parents decided to turn into teenagers after the divorce, when their child needed them most. A score of Earth sign Court Cards popped up... And the final outcome: Debauchery. That's enough to make you shake your head in sadness... No progress, just wallowing away. Her boyfriend's cards were in a far more sensitive position. Lots of Major Arcana. To start, Adjustment crossed by the Universe. This couple had just reconciled and in his environment was the Three of Swords. Further on that note: in the Feelings, Attitudes and Emotions department we had the Tower. Hello! For the final outcome we had the Empress. |
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