On Diana-Hekate and the horned Master

Do not, my friend, confuse the key-bearer with the Key, nor the light-bearer with the Light.

For One is the Light, the Other’s the Key. One is the Door, the Other collects the fee.

But who is who and what is She?  Here, my friend, lies mystery.

 

I am still trying to find words to describe a flash of insight I had the other day. I am almost certain that I will fail terribly at transmitting the small but nonetheless important clue I was given on the relationship between pale Dame Fate and the horned master of Witches.

Modern depictions of the Lord, the sabbatic goat, sometimes feature a flame (a light) between his horns. It is he, the royal Darkness that manifests as Two, that brings us the light of the opalescent mistress of starry provenance.  Truth-telling Lucifer, indeed.

It is he, who unlocks the door to the realms below the mound and the kingdom beyond the veil. It is he, who will reap and it is to him that every mortal pays the dues to cross the river

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And then there is the eternal Mystery of  Mysteries, the goal within and Mother of us all. The mystical door and gate, through which all Life must pass to come into being. Diana-Hekate, Kleidoukhos and Kleidophoros. Bearer and Keeper of the Key. Is it not the Horned One, who unlocks? Is it not a key, which is needed to open a sealed door?

And yet, three-necked and many-armed, she also bears  twin-torches. Two radiant lights. Two bright stars that herald the start and end of every day. Two, that cast forth  HER opulent spiritual effulgence.  Are not her torches naught but truth-telling mirrors that reflect her light?

Inseparably interwoven. Were one is, there is the Other. All-knowing, all-pervading, all-powerful, changeless, eternal. If  one is the light, the Other turns into the key. But who is who, and what is she?

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Manifesto of Apocalyptic Witchcraft

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The following text comes from  Apocalyptic Witchcraft by Peter Grey, published by Scarlet Imprint. I stumbled over it a couple of months ago, and while I do not agree with everything in it,there are some point worth of your thoughts. Especially now, expecially today.

Go find out more about  the book here

 


Manifesto of Apocalyptic Witchcraft

1. If the land is poisoned, the witchcraft must respond.

2. It is not our way if life, it is life itself which is under threat

3. Witchcraft is our intimate connection to the web of life.

4. We are the Witchcraft.

5. Our World has forever changed. The trodden paths no longer correspond. Witchcraft thrives in this liminal, lunar, trackless realm.

6. We are storm, fire and flood.

7. We will not be denied.

8. Witchcraft is the recourse of the dispossessed, the powerless, the hungry and the abused. It gives heart and tongue to stones and trees. It wears the rough skin of beasts. It turns on a civilization that knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

9. If you have no price you cannot be bought. If you do not want you cannot be bribed. If you are not frightened you cannot be controlled.

10. Witchcraft is folk magic, the magic of the people and for the people.

11. We call an end to the pretence of respectability.

12. We will not disarm ourselves.

13. The war is upon us.

14. Choose then to become a Mask.

15. Those with nothing left to lose will dare all.

16. There is one Witchcraft under many names. There is one Grand Sabbat on one mountain. There are many ways to fly. There is no witness present at the Sabbat.

17. Witchcraft is a force, not an order. Witchcraft is rhizomatic, not hierarchic. Witchcraft defies organisation, not meaning. We simply bear the marks.

18. Witchcraft is power and possesses this in ekstasis, sex and ordeal.
Witchcraft is unbridled sexuality.

19. In witchcraft it is the woman who initiates. We challenge man to be the equal of this woman.

20. Witchcraft is the art of inversion.

21. Witchcraft is the beauty which is terror.

22. Witchcraft is a myth, which drawing on the past, clothes itself in the symbols of (its) time.
Witchcraft does not mistake myths for history, it harnesses them to transform the future.
Witchcraft knows the ground upon which it stands.

23. Witchcraft honours the spirits. Witchcraft enchants for the lost. Witchcraft will not forget.

24. Witchcraft embodies our ancestors and saints, they carry us with them.

25. To Her is offered the blood, to use the care of the ask and bones.

26. The example we follow is our own.

27. The practice of witchcraft is one of revolution and of the power of woman.

28. The Goddess who speaks through us is known among men as Babalon.

29. Witchcraft concerns itself with mystery. Through the gates of mystery we come to knowledge. Knowledge enters us through the body. The highest form of this knowledge is Love.

30. Every drop of blood is sacrificed to the grail. Love cannot be bought with any other coin.

31. We seek and drink this wine together.

32. Will is finite, passion infinitely renewed.

33. Witchcraft is present, its is ensanguined and vivified. Witchcraft is prescient, it gazes on the future. Witchcraft is oracular, it will not hold its tongue. Our time has come


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A prayer of protection

BOMBO GORGO MORMO BRIMO BAUBO

           .:. A .:. PO .:. TRO .:.

         PA .:. IA

Hearken! Oh gorgonic huntress, night-wandering mistress and enemy of mankind!

For our adversaries are many and their heads have risen!

Come! Averter of evil, working your will from afar!

Serpent girdled and torch-bearing maiden with fire in your eyes!

Welcome! With blood-reddened feet and followed by hungry dogs!

The sound of clashing armor signals your triumphant arrival!

Protect us, oh terrible One from those that wish us ill!

Silence their slandering voices with you earth-shuttering roar!

Turn their rusty weapons against them if they dare to point them at us!

May their neglected ancestors’ retribution find them, for the dishonor they bring upon them!

Kourotrophos! We beg you! Watch out for our children! Hide them from ill-wishing eyes!

May our enemies be blinded by your radiance, oh bright-coiffed flower of the night!

Let their curse-speaking tongues be muted by the bite of your serpents!

It is their own poison I wish them to choke on!

Make barren the soil on which they plant their execrations, oh three-necked Goddess of titanic descent!

May they know your wrath IF they choose to advance ill-mindedly!

A PO TRO PA IA

A PO TRO PA IA

A PO TRO PA IA

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