Often in my dealings with humans I catch myself in a state of almost ‘robotic’ hate, disdain, malign, turpitude, against those who are professed to be my brothers & sisters. Self-referentially, I can understand the process which leads to––and I won’t call it inhumane––this nature which is somewhere within us all; whether hid or not, it is there. And I find myself questioning others. Why don’t I see more of this reflected, for surely I am not the only one with such strong feelings––even while they pass in a matter of moments. Some dejected part of them, some unconscious materia draws us within their orbit, whether they are conscious of it or not. The aura of opulence is magnetic, though the petrified will also collects unconscious material, unwittingly.
It is Narcissus amputated. Seeing in the pool autonomous forms of myself projected onto “the Public”, and deeply embedded darker emotions. What does one do here, finding oneself thus mired in a state which is beneficial to no one (on its own), yet unable to express such emotions. Surely there is more to this than cowardess. It comes on strong, the mutants all file in and out of the supermarkets, carting their refuse and chains and somnolent dances through the air. I cringe to see these people so stuck to a cycle, revolving ever on a center which shrinks upon itself. What future can these types have––bits of my psyche projected, and bits of other’s nature––that will bring us all to a higher placement?
In this pluralistic view, I find my own inner-darkness commingled with hordes of others. What is it that is grating upon my psyche, that causes such a reaction of grotesquerie, other than my own disjointed self; my shadow broken in others. What I experience is this self-defeating realization that we as consumers have no future in the vein we are tapping. It is the lack of all artistry, the sublimation of a will given away to corporate-entities, the death of the individual brought up to the altar of the Wal-Mart of the world, the saviour slaughtered in the name of “lower prices”. By this we are duped.
–II: Transcending Subliminals–
So, where built into this, which I am certainly not the only one to experience, do we find a culmination? We sharpen our senses, unveil our will to be the stone on which the self sees the self as fractured, and thereby made more perfect through the image of perfection. We release the centuries of darkness which we have inherited and vie for our best, most high genius to rule our “Crowd”. For, we can not run up to the individual and shake them, explaining their vapid insanity, and the uselessness of what they’re doing. We merely see ourself. Here, the Egregor comes into play.
As an autonomous psychic residuum this entity acts as the will, except it affects large groups of people. It can be used in sigils for condensement, it can be thought of as an “over-mind” to a group which yet was without coherence. By summoning these forces (and they may naturally coalesce in the host) one has the higher-level of reasoning; a new vantage point from which to view, from the inside of the structure which has been diseased, compromised.
Thus, the individual wills as a host for the Egregor to manifest on this plane a newer, higher level of order to be perceptible: as an axiom, it is best to keep these forms closely tethered the will––supplanting, bit by bit, the impetus for the crowd to change. This will prove fruitful to the host which is able to maneuver the swells of the public, which are inherent: naturally, the group-mind is hive-like, and always has selfsame characteristics, which become more specific when looking on smaller scopes, levels of condensement.
–III. Coalescing of the Entity–
Here, the individual has the room and the will––and the discerning bias––to completely change what it is to be within a group: this, from the inside of the system; infecting the vulnerabilities as a virus. Here the Host-Server relationship sprouts its common ability to put pressure, and relieve, at given points. By the nature of the crowd one must navigate through one’s own territory, and through this a higher-order is set up––the will is amplified by the tendencies of the group to want to maintain a state of stasis. Thus, as we have seen, small alterations to the personal will echo out, reverberate within the public, and the zygote of possession will become both transparent & magnified––irreversable.
One can take advantage of this personal understanding of the Ascendant will. Indeed, for future hosts, we will see our own humanity up close––that which was never before made public will be revealed before all. “Power”, as Emily Dickinson said, “is only pain––Stranded through discipline.” ––With this in mind, we can be sure that these orbits of our extraneous natures will not be tainted, as in the past, with corruption. The host will be merely the ring through which the commands are executed, and the will an instrument to direct the currents of the crowd––
by means of a Global Republic, which protects at individual level, through spirit, the three Ideals Freedom, Truth, and Justice.
This is an example of exacting the methods of will to alchemize, and subvert, the lower perversions into the structuring of higher magnitudes … to affect change from the smallest portion of ourselves, to the highest organization. Indeed, these states are mirrors of each other, and for the practitioner of magick, subject to the bending of the will. So from the macabre, dirty, putrified essence of the mundane matters of the flesh, we find gateways to the mastery of the will––not over another, but over the mentality to bring together disparate elements of humanity … a taking-charge which may prove fruitful for all of us, given the pristine intention of the Host.
–IV. The Psy Altar–
The server will be an artificial avatar of the group’s will concentrated in one area … not local to any ‘one’ within range of the action. Proper to alignment, this can be exploited as any deity, or number of deities, placed upon the altar of the Magickal Rite. ––I personally envoke Hecate, ruler of Earthly things, twisted darkness … Lucifer––Winged Spirit moving forth through, above, and below … Tiamat––Movement of the Tides within her heart, and by extension, others … Satan––to humanize, grow closer to our roots, and by base nature Transmute, Transduce, and Transcend all these, in coupling, to The Altar of Baphomet––behind which the black-hole swallows All Things Impermanent.