8/4/2024 –
As if responding to the Holy Trinity Magick I’d been partaking in, I’m given a message in 3 grades:
Zeke is the key to all of this I’m told. Ohio. The heart of it all. Jesus that’s amazing.
“They grow their trees and spite their food.”
Tapping into sacred mound infrastructure, this is what I’m getting myself into. Of course. It has to be done for the betterment of the entire plant and animal kingdom.
Now:
“Crumbling Castle”
I had actually just summoned myself back into weed magick and as I was doing my standard iTunes shuffle divination thing, this song came up and it’s a great fucking song. The continued refrain of:
“I don’t want to be a crumb-u-ling, crumb-u-ling, crumb-u-ling castle”
Bummed me out a bit though. In fact, it actually inspired me to do some magick to change the vibe. Our society doesn’t want to be the doom trip it is. It goes further though. Apparently the lineage on the one side of my family can be traced all the way back a castle in Scotland that’s literally crumbling away. I need to rebuild it again. Bigger and better than ever. It probably crumbled for a reason.
While I’m writing this, a plan of attack downloaded itself into me. Re-read Cosmic Trigger. Finally finish Prometheus Rising. Dig more into the church of the Sub Genius.
After writing that all down, I’m now presented with another 3-part transmission about how to make my tattoos pop. I get this pencil ink image of the thousand eyed god within as a head attached to a body on my chest. This image looks so familiar but it takes me a while to figure out why. Oh yeah, it’s a very specific Luke Brown image.
Then the text for over the front tattoo: Prophet of God
With: Son of Enlil over the back tattoo as an homage to LeBron James’ Chosen 1 tattoo
On the back.
8/5/2024 –
Another transmission in 3’s:
It’s like I’m looking at a license plate that says “honky” on it driving by the beach on a sunny day
Now there are these 3 pretty blonde women trying to break into the brick building space at golden gardens
A final message in 1 word:
Fantasy
And I absolutely get the vibe this is the genre of storytelling, not the concept of fantasy in general. Like set well in the past. Absolutely a double meaning though.
8/6/2024 –
Pulled out of a sleep state with a vision of a complex circular icon sort of floating or rotating on top of a sacred site like the pyramids. Very much looks like the Mayan Calendar and I’m told internally that sound is what activates this. These objects are meant to amplify sound to call down the wisdom of the stars.
Now a vision of an Irish setter and I’m told we’re moving away from this. We’re moving away from the Sirius wave is my interpretation here and I think I know roughly when.
A further message about the channeling ritual we did at the last council of witches, which proceeded this working. The point is to force people to confront their inner realities.
Now info about how I’m essentially like an alien detective and that I stumbled on something going on here that’s very, very illegal from the larger cosmic perspective. That’s why I’m here. I got to the bottom of it where no one else could because I’m the Michael Jordan of Magick, essentially.
A pendulum of synchronicity is shifting. This is going to be a rising wave that’s going to crest into what would most tech dorks are calling the singularity. It’s just not the singularity they’re expecting.
I’m also told that my godhead technomancy also has a Wolfen tone, which is very very regional. The light speed wolverine. The insectile hive mind hunter. Seattle, the psilocybin tech city with more dogs than children.
It’s also been very clearly communicated to me that I need to get another black pug puppy when my current familiar finally passes. This is the gift that the scarlet woman from my youth gave to me, which I only learned from this recent magickal working. Most witches have a black cat. My familiar is always going to be a black pug. This all adds up.
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