Earlier in the year, an essay of mine ended up being featured in a compendium of psychedelic writing compiled by Graham Hancock. It’s an incredibly worthwhile read that I recommend checking out to anyone (The Divine Spark, which you can pick up here). I could actually go on and on about the thing. In particular, Graham’s stories of dealing with dark ayahuasca entities and the piece about the prevailing concept of the holy trinity throughout various mystical traditions (The Soul Cluster: Reconsideration of a Millenia Old Concept, if you’re curious). The funny thing about this is that I’m also an Occultist and if my work was featured in an Occult compilation, I probably wouldn’t even mention it to anyone. Man, what passes for the Occult these days is some seriously embarrassing bullshit. Monotheism won. They slandered the art of summoning your Holy Guardian Entities with a dark creepster veneer so effectively that it’s become an absolute fucking joke.… Read the rest
Tag Archives | the occult
Ahhh, Crowley. Of course I’ve covered why I’m not a huge fan of the guy fairly extensively. It’s funny, the reason I wrote that piece with a certain degree of vitriol had to do with the precise sense of getting duped when I realized Christianity was nonsensical as a teenager. After I was summoned into the Occult (long story that you can read about in my book super cheap), I had a glamorized hippie version of “The Great Beast” (suuuuuch a stupid nickname) and went around defending him in certain circles. I blame people like Timothy Leary and Robert Anton Wilson for this naivete (I still have zero idea how they were both so clueless about his lame ass exploits) but the more I dug into the reality of the guy, not the hippie myth, the more I was like: Wait a minute, I fucking HATE Aleister Crowley. Let’s review: Egomaniacal borderline sociopath?… Read the rest
Join me as I rant about:
Organized religion and how it relates to the spiritual retardation of modern culture.
How Christianity is the ONLY spiritual practice I’ve experimented with that demonstrably didn’t work.
Why religious people have a fundamentally more accurate view of the spiritual world than hardcore atheists.
Making a connection with the symbol of the weeping Christ in the midst of an LSD fueled sex marathon.
And most importantly:
How I spontaneously developed a “personal relationship with Jesus” during an epic wine bender.
I must say, the concept of DMT ritual being associated with freemasonry or the existence of psychedelic secret societies in the deep south are both topics I was completely unaware of until tipped off by a fellow esoteric writer on FB by the name of PD Newman. Compelling reading, for sure:
What qualifies a Man for the Seventh Order [of Masonry]? A. …the Composition of the Grand Elixir. (Post Boy Exposé, 1723)1
As outlandish as it may sound, allusions to the entheogenic properties of the acacia are commonplace in Masonic literature and various rituals. For, it would appear that the psychoactive nature of acacia was fairly widely known in certain Masonic circles at least up until the late 1700s. However, some time between the mid to late 18th century and the 19th century occult revival, the secrets of acacia, like the true word of a Master Mason, appear to have been lost.… Read the rest
I took the above picture after a rather fruitful day at the thrift store a few weeks back. No really, I found a copy of The Disinformation Book of Lists, a hard cover copy of The Art of Dreaming by Carlos Castaneda, and a VHS copy of Harvey all on the same morning. Sometimes everything just comes together. I posted the picture on Facebook (friend me). Of course, I’m only mentioning it here because of the synchromystic hive-mind interconnectivity shit that went down right afterwards. So, someone comments on the picture in regards to Castaneda, which was the second time he had come up in the same week. The first time was in relation to a wizard battle dream I had, where I fought off fledgling spectral witches inside my psychic mind temple. I don’t even pretend to entirely understand this stuff, but because it came up once again, I briefly mentioned how Castaneda was essentially a fiction author and a rather fucked up dude at that.… Read the rest
If you’re familiar with my writing at all, then you’re probably aware that everything in my life is guided by the hidden hand of a synchronous collusion with the unseen. On that front, a couple of weeks ago, I tossed up a new series of art. I was later informed in an intuitive informational download from beyond that the images I conjured forth had to do with a psilocybin encounter that went down on my birthday back in 2010. (I write about this Occult meditational shit on FB all the time, feel free to friend me.) As a matter of fact, I talked about that particular entheogen transmission in my latest book (another one on the way soon). Because of that, I was planning on doing a post about how extravagantly peculiar this all is. However, in going back and reviewing the entire passage, I remembered, oh yeah, wait, that whole ritualistic encounter was partially induced by my unintended exposure to Alex Grey’s art the night before.… Read the rest
Can we learn to stretch our perceptions of the possible? Can we create understanding with people who believe things different from us? Can we subvert our tribalistic tendencies and empathize with each other?
Is the information age fundamentally different than previous eras because of our unprecedented access to ideology?
About a month ago Marcie asked me to design a Disinfo.com magick poll and I came up with a quick one in like 5 minutes. I wish I would have put more thought into it and included people like John Dee, Peter Carroll, and Lon Milo Duquette but, you know, I admittedly half assed it and fired off an e-mail all quick like. It’s not like this is something I had been contemplating or planning on writing about at the time.
Here’s where I confess that the topic chosen was ultimately designed to help me gauge whether the modern Occultists I look up to and respect have exceeded the popularity of the self-proclaimed “great beast” Aleister Crowley. It was my suspicion that they hadn’t, but even I was sort of disappointed that Crowley got more votes than both Alan Moore and Grant Morrison combined (Moore edged out Morrison by 2 votes and they came in at #2 and #3 respectively).… Read the rest
Join me as I rant about my astral life review and its implications on how the Occult is practiced.
Image I: In a deep meditative state, the aspiring godform wills itself into a merger with a 4th dimensional daemon thus entering the linear timestream of humanity. While I was making this, I started thinking about how the background sculpture layer resembles the surrealist inner workings of a cosmic clock. The surrounding blackness represents the 4th dimensional entities that hold our world together, are manipulated by sorcery, and can be contacted in a liminal state.
Image II: If you look dead center in the picture, you see the time daemon wearing a tie and sitting on a throne with smoke dissipating around it. It is representative of the incredible level of order that holds together a modern urban center. It is a teacher. It is also important to note that the 5th dimensional godform has vanished, wholly immersed in the linear time stream and largely unaware of his true limitless nature during the process.… Read the rest