There was no posting here last week. So much was going on, and in a strange way, for the very same reason posting must go on here now, because so much is happening. This journal has been called so many things and documented the evolving witchcraft or mage craft that I signed onto when initiating into 1734 almost two years ago, and as the Craft changes, and even as the name of this page changes, so the way this page is written changes. It is November First, Hallowmas, the second day of Allentide, and last night, through the rituals, things began changing. In ritual I call myself the high priest, but I am the assistant high priest. God who is Adaon, Adonay, Hermes, even Odin as Sacrificer to Odin is the true high priest.
The mystery of magic is the mystery of sacrifice and the mystery of the sacrifice is the mystery of Cain, Or rather, sacrifice has several mysteries and this is one of them. Another, by the way, is the Alchemical Wedding and still another is the Annunciation while another is the Virgin Birth, and if you have eyes to understand, all of these are happening upon the altar. In all of the mysteries it is the God who is the high priest, the leader, the chief musician and the result of the sacrifice.
Last night the Anharic Rite was born, the Abyssinian Way, the Black Practice, the 16th, 17th and 18th degree. The Anharic Rite moves alongside the Alchemical Rite as both move aside Young Tradition. They are evolving parts of each other. In the Anharic Rite all we have done finds its peace. It is the embracing of the Christianity that has always been a part of my life along with the Judaism that has been part of me while at the same time it is a rejection of the whiteness, unspirituality and mediocrity of both. We may return to this later. The Anharic Rite forms its own magic, a deeper, blacker one, and its symbol and great totem is the Lion of Judah.
We blessed this Rite with the Sword of Lucifuge, he who flees from the light, the male counterpart of Babalon, the pink heat in darkness. She is the fiery chalice, he the sword, their union the Left Handed Temple. I cannot publish this. This is too deep, like a book of shadows now it makes sense only to me and anyone who would walk this path, and aside from me, I know of no one who would walk this way. Gabriel, prince of dreams, messenger of the unconscious, strengthen this Rite which was dedicated at Hallowmas at the approach of the dark time of the year.
The further we get from our first initiations into the Craft, the more we will come into our own thing and our own imagery. This is appropriate. In Orthodoxy we come to one place and we stay in it because the boundaries have been set, but in Heterodoxy, the common place is the beginning place and we shouldn't be so put out about walking alone. As we continue down the path, signs and symbols and ways unseen will become part of us. The Lion is one such symbol, not only as Lion of Judah, but the Lion of the Goddess Allat, she who is another form of Babalon.in the city of Palmyra. Palmyra and her Godforms were part of our practice in summer and they will be again.
The mystery of the Lion of Judah is the mystery of the Lion and we will come back to it Now, as we come to a new emphasis, away from Maid Marion and Robin Hood and onto Arthur and his mysteries, we behold the Lion of Yvain. What else we come to, we cannot say, for this road and the mysteries of Allantide and the season of Samhain is, as yet untrodden. Every year we cannot count on the past, what we have known and what we have done. We must trod the path again and discover it fresh.
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