Augoeides Day 19: The Shadow Knows…

The last day of the ritual as it had been initially conceived.  With the trek to seattle, things took an altered turn.

 So suitably, this day represents a pretty good mini climax of many of the established themes so far.

  Our revelatory double header starts with some contemplation of how you ‘know’ a holy guardian angel is what it appears to be, or if you’re being parasitized by the dregs of the abyss.  Some considerations revolving around death, rebirth, and some synchronisticly arisen reflection on personal history.

Direct download: AUG18-the_serpent_loom.mp3

podcast page here

And, in the evening, a kind of personal resolution that I don’t anticipate will neccissarily mean a whole lot to anyone else, being rather intimately tied into that personal history I just talked about erasing, but it’s something I had been looking for, for a long time.

Direct download: AUG19-crowned_in_shadows.mp3

podcast page here

Augoeides Day 17-18: How to turn on a dime

My christmas present to you: an object lesson in how little ‘experience’ can be worth sometimes, in regulating the ups and downs of esoteric work.

   first we have an almost quaint bit of optimism and certitude as we contemplate ending the ritual on a high note.

Direct download: AUG16-exit_strategy.mp3

 podcast page here

then we have, the very next day, the pits of despair and confusion.

Direct download: AUG17-patience_and_endurance.mp3

 podcast page here

…the intimations of a soon-to-be-familar cycle of elation and despair.

 Such is the way of it.

and before I forget, again: Greg from Occult of Personality put together a nice set of questions for me to go with his profile of my work, which may give folks a slightly different perspective on me than you get from my own florid self promotion, so slide on over and hook yourself up.

Augoeides Day 16: The Mask of Bones

  Here is where we fill out our vision, and the description of the denizens thereof. This image is of kendo helmet, and it’s not what I saw, but it will help you understand what I did see, if that makes any sense.

 A choir of angels, or maybe the cenobites. Or maybe both.

In retrospect this may end up being how the angel presents itself, even if the initial impact is somewhat misleading. So feast your ears, guys and gals.

 Direct download: AUG15-mask_of_bones.mp3

podcast page here

Augoeides: the mutter of invention

So continuing, another  snapshot of where my head is at right now.

It’ll make more sense if you realise that I’ve got about ten podcasts ahead of what you’ve heard thus far.  notice some more rigour in thinking about my finances and work.  Some health related stuff as I wrap up the extremities of the ritual, and transition into a more ongoing process of improvement again.  I’ve done my seattle trip and hit bottom a couple times since my last list which might be reflected somewhat. I’ve also cut out the stuff I feel I’ve already done to my satsfaction.

 a bit rough, but so be it.  a few curves next time. we ought to be at an interesting place once the podcasts for this have all gotten out.

-contact experience of the Augoeides/Daimon/HGA

-one hour of jhanna, seated, every day

-clarify the long game

-banishing and binding of personal demons

-take my ordination test

-start conducting study groups for the sangha

-stretch my neck and inguinal area twice a day rather than just once, as I do now.

– perfect my weightlifting form

-clean up my diet definitively, so as to remove my recently acquired allergies and maintain good energy levels ie; eliminate bread, dairy, pesticides, additives and whatnot as much as possible.

– transition into eating one meal a day, plus juices.

-uproot restlessness, need for distraction and entertainment

-stop swearing altogether, except for artistic usages.

-assess my material possesions and dispose of anything extraneous asap.

-acquire some portable recording devices to open up more possibilities for podcasts.

-maintain an incrementaly increasing level of invested energy and consistency in this site.

-compose at least one written piece a month, just to keep those muscles from atrophying completely and/or spend a couple hours a week polishing old material into some kind of book form.

-be more mindfull of people’s expectations in social situations

-print and distribute introductory massage coupons as has been done before, and make myself available to take on the resulting business ( ie: quit my security job).

-further, be prepared to continue this and keep doing cheap introductory treatments for as long as it takes to build a client base.

-get a cellphone and revise the design of my business cards so as to promote myself for medical massage work better and look into borrowing/renting a portable chair for same.

-get the website up to a traffic level where ads and donations are a significant portion of my income ie; post something every day, for starters.

-variously, attract business propositions on the basis of my work here.

Augoeides Day 14: until the end of the night

   Well, we’re back from our mini summit of the pacific northwest occult blogosphere.  And so in turn we come to the chronicle of one my stunts-within-the-stunt that is the Invocation of the HGA. ( My new favorite joke is that I am striving to be the David Blaine of occultism )

  The mixed results, and sundry odd turns will form the basis of the next few podcasts, which will bring us to some interesting developments indeed.

  

Direct download:

AUG13-till_the_end_of_the_night.mp3

Podcast page here

Augoeides Day 13: a single thread

Well, here’s

where we dip fully into some of the material which I came across, by pure accident, a day or two after recording this, in the video I shared earlier.

So: a nice neo-platonic rap on the life lived for essence, the Good, the True, the Beautiful, following your chosen virtues up the trunk of the world tree, and other such sundry considerations.

Direct download: AUG12-A_Single_Thread.mp3

podcast page here

I’ll be off the ranch for a couple days, but there’s plenty more to come.

Things get better, then worse, then better still. It ought to be somewhat predictable for me by now, yet somehow it’s not..