First off: I am never, ever going to drive in or into DC again. Ever. It’s like getting stuck inside a vagina dentata plus hell.
Besides getting lost in that pit of concrete and construction, this was a pretty awesome weekend and birthday vacation. Yes, oh Internet, I have survived another year on this planet, and taking a six-day weekend was a good way to relax and rest up. Even I’ve got to sleep sometime, after all. Plus, my generous family and friends got me some excellent goodies, including a dremel, a copy of Jason Miller’s Sorcerer’s Secrets, and Agrippa’s Fourth Book of Occult Philosophy. I am SO HAPPY, except my bookshelves are reaching critical mass. Again.
But this vacation really was needed, both from work and from heavy occulting. Now that it’s coming to an end, I’ve drawn up a five-week cycle to go through conjuring each of the planetary and elemental angels along with my natal genius, which I’ll either start this or next week once I get a few materials assembled. I got a copy of Frater RO’s Gate of Jupiter eBook, which will help initiate me into the sphere and grace of Jupiter. He’s got one Gate rite for each of the seven planets; even though both Frater RO and the Unlikely Mage both suggested starting out with Jupiter, I confronted my altar and asked the angels there to help me decide as well, and I felt the strongest pull towards the Jupiter talisman I had made. Apparently, Jupiter’s the way to get started. Anyway, I’ll need to get some classy wine or something to enjoy myself with during the rite, but it should be awesome.
Plus, in addition to getting the conjuration routine started, I also made a to-do list of projects that I want to work on before the end of the year, including making Abramelin oil; rebinding the demonic elemental princes in wood, lead, and iron; creating a talisman to help focus and aid me into the astral realm, courtesy of Frater RO’s Astral Warrior eBook; writing a guide to geomancy, my favorite divination system; and doing some working or ritual to make my goddamn apartment quieter. I swear, it’s like living under drunk elephants and above a deaf person who loves TV.
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