José Pires - Bestiaire de l'animal-roi
THE DREAM
Here is the account of a prophetic dream i received a few days before the Global Ajna Working, it's particularly related to the exploration of Dionysos in the shape of the Bull God and has come to be particularly resonant to me in this Working. Being born under the sign of the Taurus, I had already explored different aspects of this animal but the connection with Dionysos revelead unveiled aspects of this totemic beast. Particularly, I was working before the Ajna Working on the Rite of the Minotaur from Aion 131's 'The Book of The Horned One', which was released in the same period, and which Andrea took an example of to Bulgaria, so that we continued to live this connection during the work. The dream gave also different insights concerning Hekate another Goddess who is particularly important in my practices and on the path of Thracian magical tradition on which we were going to tread ;
Open the Way, Hekate :
I am in a classroom at the University, I get up and start to talk to all the students around me when suddenly the normal perception field of my vision starts to fade into the astral vision. I progressively notice that the bodies of the students present are softly dissappearing to let arise at the center of each of them the vision of an opened eye.
Over what had now become a field of opened eyes on a black background, start to appear hundreds of rows of white crosses over which I seem to fly. When the astral travel stops, I realise that I am at the central crossroad of a cemetary performing an invocation to the goddess Hekate.
I then begin to walk in the alleys of the cemetary, which more and more progressively starts to metamorphosise into an Italian garden. As I continue to wander around, a group of verdant groves on my right is catching my attention. I keep walking through the semi circular shape of its alley, when I come to realise that I am actually doing a circumnambulation, as one can do in a temple, but in a widdershins direction. I continue my way through the garden when at the backside of the central alley monument, I notice a semi circular basin filled with water. It now appears to me that garden's shape forms a Rosy-Cross.
As I come up closer to contemplate the water, the back wall of the basin is suddenly lit with a vibrant golden light and a painting full of radiant colours appears. Here lies before me an entire fresco with representations of the bull-headed god!
As I look closer, I can see that the bull-god has the usual form of the taurus but on some of them white wings appear on his hips. Astonished by the beauty and the radiance of this painting, I contemplate his details, slightly absorbed by these unexpected and marvelous drawings. But, as I continue to look at the paintings, I start to hear behind me the sound of some enchanting callings, a nocturnal melody that seems to emerge from the Void. I turn myself and notice at the background of the basin a group of beautiful women slightly dressed that seem to dance with hypnotic moves. The women, that I now clearly identify as Maenads, behave like bewitching sirens and continue to enter the basin with the rising sounds of Voces Magicae.
The group comes closer to the painting of the bull-god.. I am now observing the scene from an external point of view : the full procession of the maenads now stands in front of the painting, and when I look back at them, they suddenly disappear in the painting as if aspired by it..! And now all around me becomes black again.Salutations to Thee Dionysos !
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The Point
(Trataka Stellar Meditation in Perperikon)
The one-burning fire in the center of the Sacred Circle.
Its Infinite compression encompassing the ever Instant of Here and Now;
Its Light extends from Eye to I unveiling the one-pointedness of all things to come,
Past, Present and Future forged and melted in the Ouroboric Cauldron of the Great Mother's Womb.
In Cosmic Copulation the Divine Light extends, in a tread with no begining nor end, a single one-pointed thread that in truth is a Circle. Passing through all of the Seers' eyes, linking them in a vast Web of Interconnected Emanation :The Horizon of Time
From their centers the Light now expands in all directions, forming a giant fractal network of silver threads projected through the unbound infinities of the Concubine of the Infinite Space and Time.
AJNA
The great Watcher at the center of the Matrix, All seing Eye, Visionary Seer at the crossroad of the stasis of being.
The crossing points of its web, the different modalities of being, its lines the forces in motion between two qualities, its holes the quantic field of its potential undefined refinements.
The Web has now taken the shape of a round globe, the Great Spider veiled in its center, at the Gate of the Pole Star.
Its vibrations embrace all forms of Life, all energies, in a divine play within the potential field of all possibilities.
I can see in it now reflected the evolution of all forms of being, from the most primitive and ancient bacterias to the more refined forms, and in its subtleties appears the cosmic play of both gods and men, all joined in a great double Spiral of Eternal Ecstasy and Creation.There the great symbol of the Yoni-Lingam unfolds in a constant copulation of construction and dissolution.DNA consciousness
There is a shift in the Vision. A singular landscape now unveils before me. Thousands of luminescent nebulas are swimming swiftly in the depths of the great ocean. They seem to flow together in ecstatic joy and liberty of movement. Their semi circular orb progressively fuses in the form of mushrooms. The trunks of the fungi are as numerous phallic totems, raised to in the night sky.
As the Vision progressively fades, I look at the starry sky above the sacred site, and I can clearly feel the web of energy and light composing and linking each of us. My third eye energetic point seems to be connected to the Stars above. Here comes the Vision of the Bull that has spread from the center of the Labyrinth to join again the Starry Web above.
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THE SUFI DRUM BREATH
This drum breath exercise is one of the most potent things I have discovered during this working. In the same time that it energises and cleans the energetic body of any blockage or tension by a circulation of etheric spiraling waves, it induced in me a memory reconnection to the 'spirit of the tribe' , when the primitives gathered around the fire and invoked the spirit of the ancestors. The drum sounds made during the exhalation sounded in my hears as the shamanist tambour of the Ancients and the animalistic sound we made as the ritual preparatives and collective call of the forces of the ancestors and totemic spirits of the spiritual warriors. In this I found a connection with Zagreus and Dionysos as a later form of An - the Lord of the Beasts and its transfigurations into differents animals in his will to escape to the Titans. The crude chanting of this exercise is energizing and entrancing, at the same time releasing the tensions and blockages of the energetic body in a whirlpool of bio-magnetic waves of sound and vibration and empowering the collective body of its members in a balanced and united energetic organism.
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Invocation to Dionysos
O Winged Bull walking and riding the lightning bolt, Skillful Hunter rising in the Night Sky,
Thunders rumble in the Starry Azure manifesting to all the Glorious Force of thy Father,
The four-armed Monarch of the burning cross reigning from his Olympian Throne.
All welcome and salute the Procession of your raging suite of Barbaric Beasts, with disarticulated members and sibilant tongues, the sex full of wild orgies exalting the intoxicating sap of golden grapes picked from the Heart of the Vineyard.
All hail your passage while the Silver Star darts in its opalescence on the blue curves of the horizon.
ECSTASY, I call your principle, your force and your joy!
Fill our hearts with a renewed ardor, with your Excess and your Fullness.
Let us light the Fires, that the Drums and Chants resound in the depths of the Enchanted Forest.
Grant that the Divine Nectar of Ecstatic Liberation flows in our Hearts,
And that our souls capsize of the Unbearable Passions and Carnal Friction of the Hearts and Souls.
Vinum Sabbati, Heart of the Earth's Flesh and Blood of the Saints, Santa Sangre !
Come to me in this Cup, these libations are offered to you, God of the Vine..Io Evohe! Io Dionysus! Io Zagreus! Io Sabazius!
The forces of the Earth come out of their den, and all hear the Call of the Midnight Bull,
And join in the cries the mysterious harmonies of the Flute of Pan.
Come Maenads! In your divine ornaments, and hasten in the woods,
With sharp breasts covered by necklaces of pearls and amethyst.
Beat the land with your bare and agile feet, that the Divine Madness of the Snake guides your Odious Parade
Through the release and crooked embrace of Liberation.
Between pleasures and delights, torments of souls and untold passions, dance and sing without counting nor believing! That each vibrates on the pulse of the divine masquerade that makes light of everything.
Zagreus as Bull of the Night
The roaring black bull of the Adversary
The burning core of the Black Flame in the Depths of the Night
Erected phallus of the Beast, Totem of the Nocturnal Thunder in the center of Dancing Shades.
The Bull's Skull of the Black Man of the Sabbat held on the Pillar of the Night.
Torchs lit in the Kingdom of the Dead. The Call to the Ancestors. The Opening of the Graves.
Seven steps to the Abyss. The rising of the procession of the children of Cain and Lilith.
Descending melodies whispered by the Tongue of the Snake in the wilderness of the Valleys.
The amphibious & deviating chanting of the Frogs at the Gates of the Underworld.
The forked stave of the Master of Heresy, the Xry of the Ecstatic Lliberation in the Depths.The sussurations of the forbidden kiss of the Serpent's bride. The embrace and integration of the Beast.
Here you come Zagreus !
This is the last day of the trip and we have a meeting with the local group Threskia to attend a ritual celebration dedicated to Dionysus on the sacred site of a former temple. Driven by the local taxis we arrive at the village. The ceremony, more or less official remains reserved to a warn public so when we get there a guard comes to check that we are not tourists and that we know what will happen down here. I am looking forward to attend to a celebration of the Mysteries as they are celebrated (in the context of a public ritual) according to the local tradition, especially as in the thracian wizard folklore, the night of July 23 is the equivalent of our Walpurgis, so it is tonight that will happen here the Night of the Witches. We could not have dreamed better for a last rite. This is also tonight that most of the members around the globe and my friends in France will once again join their forces to ours for this summer agape. Pausing a few moments to relieve myself, I notice a picture on the bottom side of the floor, a large black and white spiral, the connection is made, add to this the 23 of the date and we are already in a quantic loop, DNA consciousness as they say in the hood, pulsate on the cauldron! Back on the local site, we take the opportunity to pitch our camp, it is already almost 7 p.m. and the ceremony is going to begin soon. And sometimes as an image worth more than a few words, here's what you could see of the Dionysian procession.
More images of the group Threskeia.
The rite was simple and effective, a beautiful descent of energies called from heaven to the fire of the pyre and I must admit that the site in itself with all the décor and the invocations (banishments of the quarters, call to the deities of the crossroads and various epithets and attributes of Dionysos) easily plunge you into the magic ethers of this sacred land.
Looking at the members of the group I still feel at this moment a kind of impertinence not pronounced. This is the night of witches and despite the intention and seriousness of the local group I think we all really want to get involved in the working, singing to the gods and express our will to participate.
Back at camp we decide what we are going to do for our last ritual.
I will start by doing the opening and linking the group to the Aloha Temple, the other members will then join me and we will collectively start singing our Hekate chant, then we will make a last Chakra Tone chanting...
I must point out that here the night began to fall and lightning began to strike in the sky everywhere around us, threatening clouds approaching the camp, the wind is blowing and we soon start to think that we are going to be taken over by a violent thunderstorm. So we make the decision with the group to call to the god Hermes, messenger and God of Air and Wind, to ritually unite our breath to push the clouds out of the place of the ceremony. Orryelle then will guide us for the last meditation on the opening of the third eye to connect all forces and all circles joining us. The God we have chosen tonight for this last visualisation is Quetzalcoatl, the great winged serpent, which will unite the energies of the different groups. Quetzalcoatl is also said according to the Mayan prophecy to return for the 2012 winter Solstice which will see our last working dedicated to the Crown Chakra happen. So he seems to be the perfect God to finish this working and project our energies toward the universe and the future.
It is this last visualisation that I will tell you, between the thunders and lightnings of Zeus, because it is here that will close this global Third Eye opening working.
Before starting I'm still quite surprised to see that despite lightning across the sky and storms in the forests surrounding, the place has stayed free of any rain and so to speak, a circle without cloud seems to have formed above our heads protecting us from any imminent immersion. Impression that we was confirmed by the priestess of the Threskia group who will tell us the next morning : Here rain? Never!
The visualisation starts so we individually begin to imagine that each of our chakras (from basis to ajna) are connected to the various sacred sites of the Global Chakra working. The kundalini and energy of each of us resonating with the corresponding sacred sites of Gaia. The Kundalini of the Earth rises in each of us, each site is evoked one by one and our personal energy is activated in resonance by the evocation of the previous working and places of power.
The pulsations of the personal microcosm vibrate in unison with the Great Cosmic Serpent who wakes at the same time in all of us, all seems to rise in unison to a universal dimension. The personal and planetary universe now seems to mingle in a cosmic communion of energy directed and guided by the Great Winged Serpent.
The personal psychocosm now mingles with other members of the circle as we visualize our snakes dancing together around the tree under which we are sitting. When the elevation of the internal energy reaches the center of the third eye, we perceive our ajnas linked into the same energetic web projected from several centres but incarnating into a single entity, a single vibration.
At this point the boundaries usually felt as differences between one from each other are erased, we truly are one being united by a common Will.
As boundaries still expand, we visualize the other circles working together at the same moment joining their energy too within the Great Serpent. Hermes, the God who holds the caduceus also brings support of its universal medicine. At that moment the consciousness of my own personality has totally disappeared, we rush forward into the night sky like a single force moving and awakening the Great Serpent Dance in the sky. His wings are the Starry Sky in the Night Matrix.
The visualisation ends on a global thanks to all the participants and a general prayer that this working will help Humanity and a collective consciousness evolution.
We continued to speak together and have fun a good part of the night. And I finished the Night of the Witches by taking some mushrooms that Zhoro ritually harvested in the Bulgarian mountains, which led to a beautiful last oneiric travel in the lands of Dionysos.
Io Dionysos ! Io Zagreus ! Io Sabazius !
Thanks to Orryelle, Tristram, Andrea, Zhoro and all the people who collectively made of this experience a fantastic working!/*\
Kazim
