15 November, 2010

Mahazhael - The Lord of Death

by Patrick John Larabee

The Red King by Mark Alan Smith / IXAXAAR

New Release coming in February 2011 from IXAXAAR

Second Volume of the Books of the Trident of Witchcraft
- Gnosis of Lucifer -

THE RED KING by Mark Alan Smith

The Red King is the second volume of the Trident of Witchcraft. This substantial book reveals the true Gnosis of Lucifer; as the God who ante-dates the entire Christian mythos; which has been suppressed and hidden from man by organisations such as the Catholic Church for thousands of years. In the Age of Re-Awakening Lucifer steps forward as the Lightbearer who illuminates the way of true Wisdom and Understanding. He is the God who holds the keys to these realms and to those beyond. Lucifer reveals the destiny of both the soul and the incarnate form of man. The magickal work of Lucifer is the catalyst through which the power and gnosis of the Witch Gods may be attained by those who are able to balance the blackest Atlantean magick with the brightest stellar aspects of the Perfect Red King.

The Red King consists of the Six Books of Lucifer and returns more of the lost and previously fragmented gnosis of the Witchcraft. The First Book of Lucifer begins with the return of the true formula for summoning the Four Demon Princes, in manifestation, as gatekeepers and guardians to the kin of the Trident. The further work of the Toad Witch, beyond the initial rite itself, is explored and the gnosis of summoning the Devil's Familiar is revealed alongside evocational techniques which grant the adept the raw power of Lucifer to aid in the calling forth of the most powerful denizens of His realm. Work with the mighty Surgat yields the secrets of the construction of the talismanic Key to Lucifer's Kingdom. The remaining five books are the Books of the Lost Keys of Power. This knowledge must be placed back into the hands of man in order to restore the correct balance of power to the Path of Ascension which leads from immortal soul to Divine form.

The Book of Stellar Lore of the Horned God presents knowledge that is necessary in order to open gateways to the Eternal Realms. Within the Book of the Inner Keys of Knowledge the Pathways of Belial are explored. The Rite of the Masks of the Horned God Lucifer uncovers the Keys to the Gateway of Knowledge. The Lord of the Dark Star is met in the ritual exploration of His realm and pathways beyond the throne of Lucifer are illuminated. Pacts of the soul, in eternal devotion and protection, are made in the Book of Gateways to the Soul. This leads to the first encounter with the Kings of Edom; not those confused with the Witch Gods of the Qlippoth; the Dark Gods of the depths who rule far below the Nightside. The journey along the Path of Ghagiel initiates the adept into the Atlantean current as the origins of the soul of man and the fate of the first incarnate race are revealed. In the Book of the Depths some of the blackest Atlantean magick is given in ritual form. The Rite of the Unforgiven Soul teaches the method of summoning forth, and binding as a servitor, a black horror from the realms of the damned. The ritual summoning of the Four Horsemen is covered in detail in the powerful Atlantean work of the Elemental Talisman of Thaumiel's King.

The transmutational Path of Flame is woven throughout the entire book. This is the journey of the soul who quests for the Three Great Crowns of Divinity. The Sixth Book of Lucifer, the Temple of the Gods, culminates in the preparation of the soul for its total immersion into the Atlantean Universe. For those who have attained the First Great Crown at the Throne of Hecate, Lucifer ignites His Path of Flame in the depths which leads the questing soul towards divinity.

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The Red King will be released in one strictly limited edition of 999 standard copies and 66 deluxe copies.

All copies are hand numbered.

Regular Edition The Standard edition is bound in shimmering midnight blue cloth and embossed with the seal of the Perfect Red King of Sulphur. Printed on thick high quality paper and finished with black endpapers. Fifteen beautiful full page illustrations. This edition will be individually consecrated by the author in order to fully awaken the spirits of Lucifer within each book. 55 euros

The Thaumiel Edition consists of 66 deluxe copies bound in full, blood red, goat. Gold stamped with the seal of the Cardinal Crown of Thaumiel. Gilded edges. Thick endpapers. Dark red silk ribbon. Slipcased. The Thaumiel edition will each be signed and sigillised by the author with ink that has been ritually infused with his own blood before they are individually consecrated. 215 euros

Only one copy per customer of this deluxe edition. For pre-reservations, contact the publisher reservations@ixaxaar.com

These books are seeds of gnosis.
As with its sister volume Queen of Hell there will be absolutely no second edition or re-print of The Red King at any time.

The Red King by Mark Alan Smith


Deep Time

My first piece of music.

22 June, 2010

...all is not as it seems...

...everything is but a seeming...

...even I...

...and when one realises that all is but a seeming, one of two things happens: one either seems to see all as simply shells, bereft of any inherent light, an animal being animalistic, waiting and running from death, or they see that the seeming is informed by a massive absolute consciousness acting through what seems to be reality, and at the level of individuality at that; what an amazing concept - to see all as interactions of absolute consciousness interacting with itself through individualised manifestations, imagine god meeting god through the shaking of two mens hands, or the meeting of lips of lovers, or two children playing in a sand box...

Maybe this is the true difference between being "human" and BEING HUMAN!

...and here is the difference between a good magus and a bad: one uses the seeming, the plastic, moldable reality, to create harmony and create peace, becoming and evolution, and the other uses it to create facades, personas, with which to deceive people and create illusions for seflish ends, and to simply sow discord, where one who has true power could just as equally create harmony...it's all about intent, and also of whether that intent is obvious or veiled...

...both the inner and the outer world: yet, and because of this, there is what seems to be a single autonomous entity, that is capable of watching both the inner and outer realities unfold, develope and evolve, and yet is touched by neither, so both are but a seeming and each veiling a truth that is but another veil, another seeming...ever onward to and forever through the Mystery of Unfolding Night!

A Call unto the Goddess of the Night

Heka, Hekat, Hekate, Hekate!

O' Hecate, Antient Goddess please preside over this,
our practice of the Arte of the Mysteries of the Moon,
ever abiding in Thy Presence and Bliss Undying,
be with us this evening our Lady of Midnight's Noon!

Mistress of Magic, here upon the Cross'd Way we stand,
we humbly seek and beseech the Powers of Thy Dark Grace,
by the Powers of the Emerald Toad and the Wise Serpent,
come upon Our Compass with Black Embrace.

O' Hecate, by the Reddened Skull and the Verdant Leaf,
We call upon the Powers of the Holy Wain,
Mistress of the Keys and Lady of the Crossed-Roads,
Open the Sacred Gates and show the Blessed Way!

Mother of the Wise, Great Goddess of Heaven and Hell,
Gracious Light-bearer of the Full Moon's Power,
A Sacred and Blessed Essence abloom like a Flower,
Descend, arise, within Our Compass be Alive!

O' Hekate! Open the Way, ever by the Sign of the Crooked Path.

(Here follows an inscribing upon the Aires the Aethyric Form of the Crooked Serpent with Astral Light, begin chanting "Heka, Hekat, Hekate, Hekate!" until Her presence is felt, and follow with small moment of reflection and contemplation.)

By Patrick Larabee

16 June, 2010

Tubelo's Green Fire by Shani Oates

This book explores historical and contemporary ideas of witchcraft through the perspective of the Clan of Tubal Cain - a closed Initiatory group aligned to the Shadow Mysteries within the Luciferian stream. As
students of arte we mediate the ancestral stream, teaching through practice with the sacred tenets of Truth, Love and Beauty.
The Word is thus manifest in deed and vision.


“A driving thirst for knowledge is the forerunner of wisdom. Knowledge is a state that all organic life posesses, wisdom is the reward of the spirit, gained in the search for knowledge. Truth is variable – what is
true now, will not be true tomorrow, since the temporal truths are dependent upon ethics and social mores – therefore wisdom is possibly eternal Truth, untouched by man’s condition. So we must come to the heart of the People, a belief that is based upon Eternity, and not upon social needs or pressures – the ‘witch’ belief then is concerned with wisdom, our true name, then is the wise people and wisdom is our aim.”
- - Robert Cochrane (1931-1966)


Contents: Mythopoesis / Goda, the Clan of Tubal Cain and Robert Cochrane/ Hekate, Dark Mistress of the Soul/ The Wisdom of Courtly Love/Dance of the Seven Veils/ / Hand of Fatima / Sila na gigh /Dia de los Muertos / Abbots Bromley, the Wild Hunt and Saint Nick / Summer and Winter Customs / The Wild Hunt / Green Knight, Dark God of Light / The Fisher King: Gnostic Priest of the High Mysteries of the Graal / The
Divine Duellists / Why Cranes? An Exploration into their Mythic Significance in / Legend and Lore/ The Fruit of Wisdom / Musings on the Sacred / The Mystery Tradition / A Man for all Seasons / The Three Rings of the Compass / Traditional Enigma / The Alchemy of the Compass / What is an Initiation?

May be purchased through:

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Fields Bookstore: http://www.fieldsbooks.com/cgi-bin/fields/9781906958077.html


Mandrake of Oxford: http://www.mandrake.uk.net/shanioates.htm

18 May, 2010

Opuscula Magica Volume One

The Opuscula Magica treats in four volumes the short exegetical works on magic by the British occult author Andrew D. Chumbley (1967-2004). The series presents his magical essays, homilies, and other obscure works which originally appeared in small-circulation occult journals now out of print. Each volume presents a series of collated works, some revised or updated prior to his death, as well as a number of writings and illustrations previously unpublished. Together with his grimoire-texts of the magical order Cultus Sabbati, these ‘minor works on magic’ are the origination-point and foundation texts of Sabbatic Witchcraft and Crooked Path Sorcery, two of Chumbley’s most important contributions to the Art Magical. With the intent to make these works more widely available to scholars and magical practitioners, the series is printed and bound in a fine book format suited to their study and preservation. The series editor is Daniel A. Schulke.

Volume I: Essays on Witchcraft and the Sabbatic Tradition
152 pp, illustrated
Release Date: April 2010

Opuscula Volume One contains nine essays written between 1990 and 2003, including one previously unpublished. This volume also includes an Author’s Introduction never before published, as well as an expanded version of the interview with Chumbley in The Cauldron. The essays reflect a degree of magical insight, clarity of vision, and creativity seldom equaled in occult writing to this day.

Advance orders for the book are currently being accepted. It is to be released in two editions:

Standard Hardcover Edition: Cloth with dust jacket, limited to 726 copies, at $60.00 each. Priority Shipping: $7.80 within the United States; $11.80 international.

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19 April, 2010

The Invocation of Liminality

With One Foot in the World of the Living
and the Other in the World of the Dead,
I stand upon the Threshold of the Duality
inherent in the Unity,
With a Double-Gaze I see with the Vision
of the Whole.

The Two Realities of the One,
As Day and Night are Together a Whole,
A Never-Ending Circle of Cycles, of Revolutions,
of Inner and Outer Turnings,
As the Mighty Ourobouros biting its Tail,
Ever Swallowing and Ever Growing,
Shedding Skin to Become the New, the Changed,
the Ever-Changing.

By Patrick Larabee

06 April, 2010

New Book - Queen of Hell by Mark Alan Smith

This work embodies the primal current of the Witchcraft of Hecate. The first part of this book opens the Dark Path of the Witchflame Goddess in soul transition and elevation through initiation and the chrystalline transmutation of the subtle bodies in sexual magickal praxis. The Gods of the Witchcraft Trident are met in inner plane congress and physical plane evocation. The second part of the book deals with the transmutational journey of the soul through the Nightside realm of Hecate. The shadow paths of the Qlippoth are explored through many different portals in soul transition as gateways to Hell are opened and ancient familiar beings are conjured to assist in the work. Through the Lore of Malefica the awesome Draconian power of the Witch Gods is fully manifested and the darker side of the craft is seen written upon the Pages of Damnation in the Book of Rofocal. The third and final part of this work contains the Book of the Inner Sanctum. This is the path to the higher powers of the Witchcraft of Hecate. The dark spiritual crossing of the Abyss is covered here in depth.

All copies of Queen of Hell are individually consecrated making this book a truly talismanic work. Limited edition of 999 hand numbered copies. Printed on high quality heavy paper with black endpapers. Bound in shimmering dark green cloth marked with the Crown of Hecate. Illustrated. 244 pages. 55 euros. PUBLISHING APRIL 2010

Please see the following website to reserve your copy of Queen of Hell by Mark Alan Smith: http://www.ixaxaar.com/

28 March, 2010

Bible Verse

"I am brother to dragons and companion to owls." - Old Testament (Job 29:30)

26 March, 2010

Ruha - Women of Night breathe forth the Breath of Life.

By Patrick Larabee

16 March, 2010

Prayer of Medea to Hecate

"O night, faithful friend of mysteries; and you, golden stars and moon, who follow the fiery star of day; and you, Hecate, goddess with threefold head, you know my designs and come to strengthen my spells and magic arts; and you, earth, who offer your potent herbs to magi; and airs, winds, mountains, streams, and lakes, and all you woodland gods, and all you gods of the night: Be present now."

-- Prayer of Medea to Hecate, Ovid's 'The Metamorphoses'

10 March, 2010

Salt, Sulfur, and Mercury.

By Patrick J. Larabee

Naamah, Consort of Tubal-Qayin, the Great Weaver Goddess.

By Patrick J. Larabee

16 February, 2010

Aeneid Verse

"Smooth the descent and easy the way
(The Gates of Hell stand open night and day);
But to return and view the cheerful skies,
In this the task and mighty labour lies."
- Aeneid VI, 126-129, Translated by John Dryden

08 February, 2010

A World with Three Suns

By Patrick J. Larabee

07 February, 2010

"Lo, I am with you."

"Lo, I am with you, moved by your prayers,
I who am the mother of the universe,
the mistress of all elements,
the first offspring of time,
the highest of all deities,
the queen of the souls,
foremost of the heavenly beings,
the single form that fuses all gods and goddesses;
I who order by my will the starry heights of heaven,
the healing-giving breezes of thesea,
and the awful silences of those in the underworld:
my single godhead is adored by the whole world in varied forms,
in differing rites and with many diverse names."

Metamorphoses, Book 11, 5

27 January, 2010

Witchy Haiku

In the beginning,
spark in darkness did ignite,
to us all brought light.

the void inside inner space,
blessing sacred light.

Glorious life sun,
lord of the day and right might,
seekers follow light.

Your a shining light,
in the darkness of my night,
soothing to my soul.

As the sun to moon,
so my soul to my body,
the flow of life force.

Glowing moon so bright,
you are the goddess of night,
calling child to rite.

Sacred king stag stands,
as the lord of the forest,
reaching out for hand.

Sweet summer honey,
distilling a holy drink,
an elixir sweet.

Skull fills with shadow,
eternal night descends now,
eye opens upon the dark.

By Patrick J. Larabee

A Procession of Shadows Underneath the Pale Moonlight

By Patrick J. Larabee

In Me (A Poem)

I sit here inside myself,
wondering where to go,
what to look for.

I know its there,
but for some reason,
most of the time I can not see it.

Its just me in here,
with the voices and the forces,
the images and ideas,
the spirits and the ghosts.

I am never alone.

The feelings at times overwhelm,
shut me down,
make my world stand still.

The thoughts at times pull me into other worlds,
other places where I am not me,
where places are not places,
build't out of emotions and things intangable.

its just me in here,
seeing all these things with an eye inside,
I wonder how far I could see,
and then wonder what I am looking into.


Could be,
but its so vast,
can one get lost in themselves?

Could I ever travel so far into myself as to not return?

My imagination is a divinity dancing,
holding my hand,
showing me the possiblity of me,
revealing unto me the Masks of I.

By Patrick J. Larabee

A Holy Rite of Death

O' Azrael, Mighty Intercessor of Death.
Spread forth Thy Wings revealing Absence of Light,
Great One of the All-Encompassing Darkness,
Open wide the Portals of the Night.

Darkening descend upon my Flesh,
Nothingness ascend from Deepest Pit,
Darkening descend upon my Sight,
Nothingness ascend from the Elfin Hollow,
Darkening descend upon my Heart,
Nothingness ascend from the Underworld Dark,
Darkening descend upon my Light.
Nothingness ascend from the Cavern Black,

Into the Void, Into the Abyss,
Into the End as Out from the Beginning,
Embraced by Death and Blackest Kiss,
Non-Existence of Being Forever Never-Ending,
Mine Own Shadow Eclipses the Light,
Wraps the Self in the Darkest of Nights.

(Imaginal Offering, Sacrifice and Surrender of the Self at all Levels follows the use of this Prayer.)

By Patrick J. Larabee

24 January, 2010

The Trifecta Talisman

By Patrick J. Larabee

The Invocation of Liminality

With One Foot in the World of the Living
and the Other in the World of the Dead,
I stand upon the Threshold of the Duality
inherent in the Unity,
With a Double-Gaze I see with the
Vision of the Whole.

The Two Realities of the One,
As Day and Night are Together a Whole,
A Never-Ending Circle of Cycles, of
Revolutions, of Inner and Outer Turnings,
As the Mighty Ourobouros biting its Tail,
Ever Swallowing and Ever Growing,
Shedding Skin to Become the New, the Changed,
the Ever-Changing.

By Patrick J. Larabee

13 January, 2010

The Guardians of Sethos

By Patrick J. Larabee

Ensouling of the Void by the Hand of the Sorcerer

By Patrick J. Larabee

A Hermit's Canticulum

Into the Darkest Night I roam,
Within the Wilderness of the Compass I tread,
Divinely Inspired I walk the Solitary Path of One,
One whom is Entranced in the Midst of the
Holy Sorcerous Daemonic Host:
The Great Amalgam of Spiritous Essences.

I declare great moments of Congress with the
Spirits of the Perambulation of CAIN,
He who has brought Life to the Clay,
O' most Ancient and Holy Ancestor,
Mighty Voice and Maker of the Way.

I follow the Nox-Path whichs leads
Ever to the Lux Magicae,
O' Sacred and Holy Radiance of Lilith's Lantern,
Ever guide me on this Crooked Track,
Always directing my Foot upon the Earthen Ground,
For in every step I take I come closer to the LIGHT.

Ever do the Wytchan Spirits speak to and
through the Heart of my Being,
In my hands as an Offering to Them,
It is ever beating and bleeding,
As a Portal of the Word I open to the Desire of
the Non-Existent.

By the Flow of Quintessence into the Flesh,
In all times Increasing the Power possesed,
By the Secret Eye of Seeing all Force is given Form,
The known Mind to hidden Spirit kneeling,
To Bless and Curse with the Vision of the Eternal Design.

There is only One and I is an Eye of God.

By Patrick J. Larabee

Sorcerous Sources and the Extension of the Aethyric Entity

By Patrick J. Larabee

A Calling Forth to Azhazhael and His Satyrs

O' Lord of Fire-Burning Brightness, Azhazhael!

I call Thee forth from the Outer-Most-Regions of the
Red Deserts of Forbidden Knowledge, Forgotten Thoughts,
and Forsaken Desires.

Through the Wastes of Dudael, beyond the very Edges of
the Earth my Voice is heard and unto You I beckon,
listen to the Words.

O' Spirit of Celestial Fire, Azhazhael!

With Peacock-Light of Prism'd Sun, and by Cunning of
the Serpent-Black: here reveal the Shrouded Path of
Crooked Track!

From the Ancient Flame: raise, rise and be manifest
unto the Sight of the Utterer of Thy Name.

Here now awaken, here now thrive, here within this
Compass come Alive!

O' Mighty Serpent of Mysterious Wisdom, Azhazhael!

Coiled about the Twain Tree of the Ancient One: the
Dark and the Light: the Day and the Night of the

From Thy Twisting Tongue speak thy Gnosis from Heaven
made, and here cast down the Secret Seraph's Flaming

Here the Serpent lets me See.

Here the Serpent teaches me.

I invoke Thee!

O' Secret Father of the Wise! Within burns the Flame:
the Blood of Angels courses through my Veins.

Sprung I forth from Thine Illuminated Seed! Descended
I from the Primaeval Fire of the Ancient One of Spirit.

O' Heavenly Bearer of Light, Azazil-Ebas!

Kindle mine Torch and consume I with the Fire of Desire!
Reveal here the Centre of All Mystery: the Luminous and
Arcane Flame. The Heritage of One cast about the Circle
and bound by Thy Secret Name.

In the Blackest Light of Azhazhael I Illuminate the Secret
House of the Hidden God: shine I with the Radiance of the
Divine ever concealed beneath the Veils of Flesh!

O' Skull Masked Angel!
O' Image of Death!
O' Icon of Burning Light in Shade of Night!

Guide Thy Daemonic Throng unto this Centre of Potential
that I may come to fulfill the Pact to Know Myself in
All Possibilities.

I evoke Thee!

O' Ancient Retinue of the Goat-Angel! Wild Satyr's: roamers
of the Dark Places beyond the cast rays of the Sun. Thou who
art neither Man nor Beast, but both. I know from whence I
come, yet know I thus the Potentiality of the Time that is
to Be.

Dwellers in the Bone-Kingdom of Azhazhael: where each Skull
burns as a Star that shines forth with Wisdom from Our Ancestors
Craft. Gather Ye around this Circle of Arte whose Centre
encompasses All.

O' Brothers!

I am of Thee, as Thou art of I!

O' Bearers of Light to the Ancient Witches Peak: the Flame
Eternal placed as a Beacon for those who seek. The Way is
steep, the Road is long, and the Path crooked for those who
Journey by Night: ever following the Light of the One Star.

O' Children of Azazil-Lasifarus!

You Hairy-Hoard of He-Goats draw close and listen to Thy Brother:-

Thine Eyes are aglow with Ancient Flame and their gaze sends asunder
my Flesh.
Thy Hooves mark the Paths leaping forth from Ancestral Past.
Thine Horns: a Sign of the Covenant sworn before the Old Ones.
Your Phalli full of Fires burning bright.
Thy Hands mark upon the Aethyr the Sigils of Re-Cognition.
And from Your Lips unto mine Ear speak the Words from the Book of

By Patrick J. Larabee

12 January, 2010

An Invokation of the Hidden Light

I call forth to the Eldritch Spirits of the Dark Abyss,
Thee who don the Masks of Earths Gods,
I am Enchanted as a Light in the Dark,
Illuminated Rays ever searching for You.

Fiery Serpent of Wisdom I call forth to You,
Mighty Angel of the Absolute,
O' Sacred King of the Witch-Blood True,
To the Land of Man Thou hast Come as
the Leader of the Way,
Let Thine Blessed Radiance impregnate this Red Clay.

I look forward into the Past,
I awaken the Soul of my Ancestor Qayin,
I bring to light the Hidden Wisdom of Midnight's Gods,
O' Gates of mine own Self be open!

O' Light of the Soul,
O' Brilliance of the Spirit,
Forever Shimmering is the Light of the Peacock Angel,
Descending from the Heavens to Earth to Embrace
the Flesh of the Existent.

Wisdom and Truth of the Light I seek,
Ever to be found in the Gnosis of I,
Self-Knowledge of Mine Ever-Changing Ways,
Forever swirling about the Point,
As an Un-Earthed Treasure ever abiding in the Dark.

Sacred Fire of the Most High shine from Within,
Illuminate the Mind of the Wise with the Vision of the Eternal,
O' Secret Light cast by Witches Fire,
O' Secret Light cast by Sorcerer's Pyre,
Burn bright, grow high, forever alight in the Mind's Eye.

By Patrick J. Larabee

Looking into the World

By Patrick J. Larabee

An Invokation of the Mother of the Night

Ah Lilith! Drinker of the Blood of the Clay-Born. I invoke Thee with Heart and Soul and Mind! As Self reaches out to embrace the Other, so my Words make manifest the Essential-Spirit-Flame that is Thy Being!

Unto Thee I sacrifice all that is profane, that the Light of Self may shine forth in brilliance. Drink deep the Blood of those who seek darkness and illusion. I am a Hermit whose path is shown by the Light of the Lantern whose Flame was kindled from the One Star!

Ah Lilith! Queens of the Gods, whom in I are reflected as the Colours of the Peacock's Feather. In the Dark Desert Thou hast chosen to wander in Exile, outside the known Boundaries of the World! In the Battle with the Enemy Thy Wisdom has struck all things down!

As You chose, so do I choose: that no law of man or god shall stand in the Way of mine Illumination! I shall transcend all that hinders my Will, and overcome all obstacles in the Path of Self!

Ah Lilith! Lady of the Starry Heavens, and Mother of the Wiseblooded Cunning-folk sprung forth from the Seed of Cain. I call out to Thee in the Desolate Places of Wilderness: let Thy Spirit of Fire emanate from above and illuminate the Earthly Circle of mine own Arte!

Blessed Goddess of the Dark Moon: in whose Glory is Thy Mystery Concealed. Hidden, yet known: in the Desires of Man is Your Face shown! Mysterium of the Moon, Gateway of Desire, Opener of the Womb and the Mother of Spirits! I beseech Thee that into this Circle Thy Lumina Thou shoulds't cast: I the Point and You the Path.

Ah Lilith! Queen of the Earth and Mistress to the Creatures of Midnight's Domain:

As the Silent Owl in the Dark of Night, so I: the Light of Wisdom in the Darkness of the World!

As the Black Cat by the Light of the Moon, so I: the Eyes to see Heaven's Light upon Black Earth!

As the Serpent that emerges from its Place of Slumber, so I: the Self that awakens to the Cry of the Elder Gods!

As the Black Dog that guards the Gates of Gnosis, so I: the Star that forever Lights the Way!

By Lily-Baalit-Lilith-Lillitu! Forever in the Kingdom of the Wise! So Mote It Be!

By Patrick J. Larabee

Baphomet: God of Witches, God of Wisdom

By Patrick J. Larabee

The Four Knockings: An Entreaty Unto the Spirits of Arte

The First for the Land itself,
the Rocks of the Ground,
the Stone and Flint of the Earth,
to Sands and Soils from the Seven Lands of the World,
to the Dust of the Desert and the Moist of the Mire,
to the Lowland Valley and the Crowned Crag,
to the Monumental Mountains whom in
their Magnificence remind of Titan Times,
to you the Gnomes and to you the Dwarves
whom hew the Sacred Earth Light,
to Crystal Stars of Deepest Caverns Black,
to the Emeralds and Jewel-stones of the
Hidden Treasures of the Serpent,
and to the All Potent Terra Firma of
the Elder Gods.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

To the Waters of the World,
the Rivers and Streams that nourish the Earth,
and to the Rains of Heaven and the Water of Life,
to each Aqueous Tributary,
each and every one a Skein of Light,
each Glorious Pool in Sun or in Cover of Night,
to every Alluring Lake and Enchanted Pond,
and to the Blessed Undine therein,
to each Elemental Entity and Watery Wight,
to the Waters of Gaea both Deep and Shallow,
to the Twain Power of the Nourishing and the Stagnant,
to the Life Womb of the Ocean blue,
and unto the Hidden Fount of Elphame true.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

To you the Aires and Gale of Force,
to Storm both Fierce and Frail,
to the Blowing Breeze and Wailing Wind,
to the Saintly Skies and the Firmament of Space,
to Aethyric Atmosphere O' Mighty Current of Air,
to the Hurricane, the Howling Wind and Tempest,
the Highwinds of Heaven and the Watchers all,
to the Slythe Sylphs and the Spirits of Place,
to the Blessed Blowing that does from the Empyrean fall,
to the Cyclone and Whirlwinds of Power,
to Horrid Torrent that does from the Underworld call,
and to the Breath of Life that sustains the All.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True was strong.

The Second for the Green and the Verdant,
to the Kingdoms of Leaf and Wood,
of Seed and Bud that brings forth Fruit,
to Flourishing Flowers in all Earth's Lands,
to the Bush, the Herb and the Foliage,
to the Verdure of Life below
and the Canopy of Forest above,
the Fertile Fields of Farm and Fold,
to the Woodland and the Woodwose,
to the Seedling just sown and
the Tree of Knowledge before our time,
the Holy Gnosis of Heaven Thou dost share
and in secret Man's Burden help bare,
to the Sacred and Blessed Sylvan Spirits,
to the Emerald Energy of the Fae forever resplendant,
to the Dryad Spirits and the Nymph, Elf and Naead,
and unto the Garden True from which our Ancestors
Cain and Calmena grew.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

To the Wild and Tameless,
to the Horn'd Beasts of the Forest and the Field,
to the Mighty Stag King and Serpent Cunning,
to the Crawling Creature and the Flying Friend,
the Sacred Flora and Fauna of the Sun Blessed Land,
to the Subtle Hare and the Silent Owl of the Night,
to all the Beasts and to all the Wild Life of the World,
the Fur-bound, the Hide-bound and the Scale-bound,
to the Wilderness where the Divine Light is to be found,
to the Legacy of the Goat and his Kin,
for the Fire of the Absolute that burns within,
to the Sharp of Tooth and to the Butterfly,
to the Master's Flame that draws us ever
nigh to the Woodland Bower.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

The Third for They who have Gone afore,
to They who Sleep within the Earthen Floor,
to Familial Lines that run like Threads through the Land,
the Spirits of the Dead and the Spirits of the Unborn,
to Cunning Men and Wise Women of the Times before
and the Wisdom and Knowledge they gathered through Aethyric Doors,
to the Silent Memory of Atavistic Forms,
to the Wardens Past of both the Garden Ground and the Wild Earth,
to the Revelry of Sabbaths Round passed down
and the Light of the Most High cast down upon the Indigo Children,
to the Sacred Traditions and Teachings,
the Old Priests and Priestesses of the Eldritch Ways,
to the Ancestors True and the Dead's Spirit Light,
to the Understanding gathered through the Will of Might,
to the Lore of the Ancients running through Time
ever to Empower the Present Moment,
to the Memory of the Mothers and the Fathers
within whom I wast wrought,
to Custom from Ancient Forebears brought,
to ALL that I am NOW as the Consequence of THEE,
to the Holy Blood within my Veins
and to the Holy Light within my Sight,
to all who Descend from the Heritage of Qayin,
to the Spirits of the Bones bless'd by Lumael Radiant and Bright,
to Them whom from the Tree took the Fruit and Ate,
Themselves to Immolate.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

The Fourth is for the Living Flesh and Blood
to the Living whom Walk upon the Land,
to They who have taken up the Bloodied Thread of the Mother,
ever to Walk in the Light of Lilith's Night,
to the Sons and Daughters of the Woodland -Wise
and the Stewards of the Field and Farm,
to the Keepers of the Forest and Grove,
to They who still call upon the Old Gods
and follow the Crooked Paths,
to the Children of the Fiery Serpent of Gnosis,
to They who have kept the Secret secret
and to the Blessed and the Wise,
to each Wise Woman, Wytch, Sorcerer and Cunning Man,
to the Priest and Priestess of the Wytchan Way,
to the Shaman who Flies the World Tree
and the Magician who Fashions the Void,
to the Walkers between the Worlds,
to Them who go Beyond the Hedge for Wisdom to gain,
to the Wisdom-Keepers and the Bearers of Knowledge,
to the Living Kin of Cain to whom Transgression is
the Word and to the Children of the Children of Heaven,
to the Antient Cultus living in the Body of the Wise,
to Cultivate, to Protect, to Perfect the Secret Light,
the Wisdom of the Wise to pass down,
to They who stand as the Living Truth of the
Legacy of Lumael and to They who are
Marked-True the Offspring of the Elder Gods.

To Thee I this Offering surrender:
May I ever grow in the Ways of the Wise-Arts
and the Compact between I, a Child of the Serpent, and
the Spirits of Sethos-True wax strong.

By Patrick J. Larabee

The Secret Seal of Solomon

By Patrick J. Larabee