This is the first in a series. When I last attempted the Enochian Aethyrs, I was 22 and a virgin. Elements of my vision work from that time period have since come true in the material plane, others have been proven to be psychologically apt. I have not returned to scrying the Aethyrs for six years. In that time, I have lost my virginity, changed jobs twice, and gotten married. I have grown immeasurably and am now a member of the LDS Church and the Mormon faith.
I have little to gain from hiding any aspect of the work that I do and everything to gain from speaking the truth plainly. My main complaint about modern occultism is that “sacred” and “secret” are filthy rags we use to hide our own unwillingness to do the work in public. Doing the work in public will invariably mean public embarrassment due to fuckups or ideas that interrupt the group mind. As this blog has numerous and diverse audiences, the risk from this will be greater. We therefore shall present our testimony more clearly and more fully, that we be a light unto the nations and a city on a hill.
Previous workings in this vein on other blogs actually did censor to a certain extent. No amount of prurient shame can prevent that if DOING THE WORK IN PUBLIC is to be our Will. Publish or perish. If you see something in the record that indicates it has been redacted, blame the spiritual weakness of the mind and Will of the Operator. All that is has been laid bare.
This record will follow the following format, in an attempt to provide transparency and utility. First, the magical record excerpt itself, in bold. Second, analysis and further notes in plaintext beneath. I’m considering annotations but I feel they would break the flow of the text.
We will now begin.
Enochian Notes: 2022 08222016 TEX
The purpose of this operation is to approach the Aethyrs from a Mormon Hermetic framework. I am by my own testimony a fundamentalist involved in heresy and in opposition to the corporation of the President. I have not been endowed. I have recently drunk and do work with Goetia on occasion, my sexual preferences are unusual compared to those around me. I do not expect any of this to effect the way I am received in TEX.
Hungry. Not sure if this is the best time to go in. I am unnecessarily delaying. Time to rock this. Preliminary research done.
It’s good to be keeping a magical record again.
My method will be to vibrate the call, then address the governors in plain English. Credentials will only be used if necessary.
There will now be a pause to download the end credits theme from Blade Runner.
2043: download not immediately forthcoming. We are go for TAI.
2044: init call TAI.
2055: first report. Aethyr still active have been given recess. Head of a bull — this is Chesapeake (CHK energy stock I’m invested in). Head is made of lead or pewter. Heavy. Solid. Offered steak and buttered mashed potatoes. Butter runs like lava. Melting me. “when a man is made of lead gold must defile him.” other imagery already slipping, point being my material focus has fucked me up somewhat badly. I take my power back. Anointed by hand on brow. I am told to look at the map, dropping with no chute onto island. I insist on a sundial. Blinding. Light everywhere. Wrist sundial dumb. Choose map instead. X marks spot on island. It also has a pointer like a wand — not x then. Aim toward it. Land. Can feel thump in feet and legs. House near, spring of water. So familiar. Definitely TEX.
ADVORPT: MATERIALITY WAS NOT THE POINT. YOU COULD HAVE CHOSEN ANY ARRANGEMENT OF FORCES, BUT YOU CHOSE THE ONE THAT BENEFITTED YOU AT THE TIME. *sense of impressed emotion — ego?* in any case I am told right thing to do.
House gives way to forest. There is always a forest. Deep, dark growing it surrounds. Time to go in I am told. No. I want to drink the water. Music syncing well. In The End, Battlelore, Zombie — what lurks on Channel x.
I lower a dipper. Water full of starlight. I almost fall in but pull the water to me instead. I drink. It is like fire. Acid.
I have learned all that can be learned, I am told. The molten light is still present in my throat. It may have infiltrated my Mountain Dew. “by this sign of NOX I diminish you” — check last result by Priesthood of Melchizedek which I hold. Ask No More — Pentagram playing.
HAHAHA NO. WE ARE GOING IN TOGETHER.
Where? She’s goofy.
THE WELL, THE WORLD, MAKES NO DIFFERENCE DOES IT?
Should I continue?
BY THE GRACE OF GOD WHICH YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN THIS DAY RETURN TO YOUR BODY. BE WELL BE LOVED. A G A P E vision of a glowing golden omega, paired with an alpha off screen. Dark Tranquillity – The New Build.
2108 close with thanksgiving and prayer.
I am convinced I am regaining my baptism of fire. The bronze body and molten gold are again present. Curiously, this element matches the “mech suit” visions of 2010. Get in the robot Shinji indeed. I will write this up in more detail and upload it to my blog soon – perhaps waiting for a second result to compare and test. Everything checks out — I am clearly in the Enochian land, only better equipped and more informed. This should be great.
2112 addendum: oddly, no Mormon themes to vision at all. This may be irrelevant as it was a Mormon understanding that gave the work its present thunder.