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The Thirtieth AethyrTEX
October 18, 1999. GEMNIMB reciteth:
CAOSGO For the earth,
ADVORPT reciteth:
BAGLES Why are Thus comes night and day, upon the soul. Recite and know. AZAZA! LT! HMR! ANAKH!
Immediate reactions. This is just a lesson. I felt nothing "tremendous" present, though perhaps the second portion was interrupted, as if the angel reciting was having second thoughts. These appear to be prayers in the Angelic language. Only a few of these words occur in the original Calls. I'm stuck by the structural similarity between some of the words; these two prayers are connected in meaning. I'm feeling a sense of... falsehood or failure. Questionable accuracy of results.
October 20, 1999.
ARTPXO These five princes may be consulted in matters akin to their dealings with the Watchtower's element. They answer to the King, and to the Seniors. But the Serviant angels must obey them. They may also be consulted on matters relating to the Aires, in particular, the Parts of the Earth whose governors their names touch. · Is it significant that 5x6 = 30, the number of Aires? Yes, but not very. · Why were Dee & Kelly never given this information? Because the Princes concern themselves little with the matters of Men. · And the Trumpeters? By name BAHA, RSLG, IALH, and EAAP. They too concern themselves little with the matters of Men. · Dee was told they do not relate to the Tablets. They have their names in the tables, but are above it, as are the Names of God. · So the Trumpeters might be considered high Angels? Like Gabriel. Faces, in fact, of the highest archangels. · These new prayers -- do they open new Gates of Understanding? As much as any prayer in the Angelic Tongue. Speech makes manifestation, when the tongue is human. · Please elaborate. You know enough already. Search your knowledge. The answers are for you to find. · Are there prayers for Doxinal and Taoagla? If you think yourself ready to receive them. [Note 10-23. This last comment was due to the state of my health. This work was taking a great deal out of me.]
DOXINAL reciteth:
CEN Like Doxinal showed me a structure of platforms, connected by beams and staircases, all made of amber, and announced this as the Temple of Babalon. Babalon is indeed the Goddess who will rule in this Aeon. I asked if that meant the wicked would rule. There was a pause, and Doxinal answered that the wicked have always ruled Earth. Babalon will direct them, but not change them, as Osirian-age gods attempted. I asked if my Angels were faces of Babalon and was told yes. I am indeed an agent of Babalon, one of several. I saw that Babalon, astride the Beast, is identical in image to Durga and her battle with the Buffalo Demon. Then I asked questions pertaining to the Princes, and the new prayers, and Doxinal sent for Ave. Ave hit me like a wave of power, but put forth a "small" presence. He was gone, momentarily, then back again, and I got the sense that he was conversing from a great distance away. The conversation recorded earlier was with Ave. Upon receiving the prayer of Doxinal I found myself fighting fatigue and nausea. I was unable to complete the English sense. The prayer of Taoagla will have to wait, I am incapable of doing more magick tonight.
October 22, 1999. I see myself as a beast, tearing apart my prey in the forest; then I am a flying creature; then I am drawn into the Earth, into its crystal heart. From there I am transported rapidly to the heart of the sun, where a voice says: "All the stars are one as the faces of the goddess Babalon
So all there is in orbit of this ball of flame we call sun is really all there is. What appears to us as an unimaginable variety of worlds and suns is but sameness, like a number repeated time and again.
If you are in the core of one star You are in the core of them all.
The crystal heart of Earth is the source of pure metal. The unpure is placed in the ground where it basks in the glow of the crystal heart. Its impurity is passed in time up through the roots of plants and into the air. Breathed by beasts who carry a cinder of the crystal heart and transform it further. This impurity makes its way up through the Aires, as impurity does through the Earth, until it comes through the Roots of Trees and is breathed by the Divine Beasts, for its further transformation. TEX governs the parts of the Earth; it is here where is stored all information pertaining to these parts. Your vision yesterday filled you with concern over cruelty. That pain exists and is rejoiced by demons, is a burden borne by angels as well. You are concerned that humans may be too corrupted by the taint of cruelty to be worthy of ascent into heaven. The truth is, we do not know, and neither shall you, until the day of final Judgment. This concerns you, friend, this notion of final Judgment. It can be understood in a figurative sense only. They only true Judge is keeing silent, being above and beyond words; yet as sure as the wind blows, and the stars shine, there will be a final accounting, and humans may or may not fall short. The Creator is vexed; the Creator can not make something more perfect than itself; yet only through this Creation is any movement towards perfection obtained. And so you are impatient for your lesson; you shall have it." Note: This was followed by a period of swoon, during which I had a vision. I saw myself tied to a cross, which was erected upside-down; I was on a hill, and could see a city in the distance. Blessedly, I am shaded from the sun. I am taunted, vexed by birds which peck at my groin; when I thirst, a bucket of water is thrown on my face, and I lick gladly for what my tongue can reach. I am beset by hallucinations; I stand in a pool of water, and a beast with three long, long necks is before me. One of the heads menaces me. I step up onto its head, and it lifts me up. I am gestured to a spot on its neck, a vulnerable spot, and am urged to slay the beast. I even see myself doing it. But I refuse, saying it is noble and does not deserve to die for nothing. I am brought back to the cross, and digress again into hallucinations.
TAOAGLA reciteth:
ASH Not being
After impressions. 10-23-99. I had a migraine by the time I was done with this working, and slept for 12 hours. The new prayers or lessons felt strange; it was as if I was playing an active part in the reception, and perhaps even the creation, of these words and their meanings. So my instinct is to place heavy doubts on their verity. However, further reflection on this made me wonder if this isn't how the language comes to be -- part angel, part human, as if it is the "brain child" of both. Another observation was that Ave felt very much like Yllaja did, my first few sessions with her during my teens. This leads me to wonder about a link between the two. Other things are becoming clear to me. The Language of Darkness, the Dark Gods & Goddesses spoken of in these prayers, are some sort of counterpart to the Enochian Angels and their language. It is as if they clash in some realms while cooperating in others. This goes along with some speculation mentioned by Serpentis Satori, about the Language of Darkness fitting the description of a language he saw on the "flip side" of the Sigilum Dei Aemeth.
October 27, 1999. This was a short vision. It began with currents, eddies around me; I saw a teen woman dancing, she identified herself as Madimi. She told me to follow her. I did, and shortly she disappeared; from above, suddenly, I was struck by the singing of angels; they sang syllables in a kind of descending melody:
AYI YEN TUAB Then they were gone. More eddies; suddenly a woman, naked, on her back, with a demon atop her. She laughed and called herself queen of the wicked. She predicted I would follow her. She sucked the demon inside her. Then an angel appeared, with a glow about her; she struck at the naked woman, who cried out and vanished. This glowing angel was Yllaja, and she handed me the sword, telling me I should take the Sword that Smote Babalon. I asked her, what I should do with it, and she declined to answer.
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