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Lunar rituals and "LIBER QOPH vel HECATE"

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  • T thepuck

    I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

    In this hunt I ran into this:

    LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

    Sub Figura C

    Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
    Kia, Lady pale,
    Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
    Of triple veil
    Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
    Hail Hecate
    Of faces three,
    Shining from afar,
    Spider of Destiny
    In your web of Silver Stars

    WAXING MOON:

    Hail Diana, Huntress,
    As you draw your silver bow,
    Hail Artemis and Io,
    Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
    Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

    Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
    Drawn forth from Nix Night
    Turning Fate's first strands
    With nimble hands
    Twining twixt the dark and bright

    FULL MOON:

    Hail MoonMother,
    Full and fecund, round and bright,
    Isis, We draw you down from the night,
    With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

    Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
    Weave the lines between the times
    Of wax and wane; And tides
    Of flow and ebb
    Gossamer silver cords
    Of dreaming draw together
    In your matrix matted of matter and ether
    DreamMother, give Birth
    As your light shines down to Earth

    WANING MOON:

    Hail, Grandmother Spider,
    Crone and crow,
    Wisewoman, elder, seer,
    Help us face, and destroy
    Our fear
    Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
    Oh old and ominous presence glowing
    Your waning numinous crescent going

    Hail Atropos, Cutter,
    With your waning silver scythe,
    You cut
    the thread of Life.

    DARK MOON:

    There is a fourth face, though unseen
    There is a fourth path, whom few know
    A fourth Fate, who awaits
    In shadow

    Hail Kali, Blackness,
    From whom the kalas of Time emit
    Three Norns converged,
    Past, present, future merged,
    On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

    To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

    Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
    Yours the dark and secret art

    While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
    The thread of life appears to dwindle
    From No-thing you craft another mask
    And re-splice it back, on another track
    To Clotho's spindle

    Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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    thepuck
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    😆

    I have to say that this thread epitomizes my entire experience in the magickal/pagan community over the course of my life.

    We had an earnest question plus earnest answers. We had a disagreement. Some tangential aspect of esoterica came up and people got all scholarly.

    All we need is a fire and someone to get naked and we have every party I've ever been to.

    😆

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    • T thepuck

      I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

      In this hunt I ran into this:

      LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

      Sub Figura C

      Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
      Kia, Lady pale,
      Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
      Of triple veil
      Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
      Hail Hecate
      Of faces three,
      Shining from afar,
      Spider of Destiny
      In your web of Silver Stars

      WAXING MOON:

      Hail Diana, Huntress,
      As you draw your silver bow,
      Hail Artemis and Io,
      Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
      Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

      Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
      Drawn forth from Nix Night
      Turning Fate's first strands
      With nimble hands
      Twining twixt the dark and bright

      FULL MOON:

      Hail MoonMother,
      Full and fecund, round and bright,
      Isis, We draw you down from the night,
      With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

      Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
      Weave the lines between the times
      Of wax and wane; And tides
      Of flow and ebb
      Gossamer silver cords
      Of dreaming draw together
      In your matrix matted of matter and ether
      DreamMother, give Birth
      As your light shines down to Earth

      WANING MOON:

      Hail, Grandmother Spider,
      Crone and crow,
      Wisewoman, elder, seer,
      Help us face, and destroy
      Our fear
      Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
      Oh old and ominous presence glowing
      Your waning numinous crescent going

      Hail Atropos, Cutter,
      With your waning silver scythe,
      You cut
      the thread of Life.

      DARK MOON:

      There is a fourth face, though unseen
      There is a fourth path, whom few know
      A fourth Fate, who awaits
      In shadow

      Hail Kali, Blackness,
      From whom the kalas of Time emit
      Three Norns converged,
      Past, present, future merged,
      On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

      To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

      Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
      Yours the dark and secret art

      While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
      The thread of life appears to dwindle
      From No-thing you craft another mask
      And re-splice it back, on another track
      To Clotho's spindle

      Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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      Allogenes
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      #21

      93 Puck,

      Who you're specifically adressing this question to is playing coy, as is his teaching style. In an early degree of a certain Order an adoration which you speak of is taught. Maybe it was already mentioned in this thread, what do I know?.

      93's

      A.

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      • T thepuck

        I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

        In this hunt I ran into this:

        LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

        Sub Figura C

        Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
        Kia, Lady pale,
        Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
        Of triple veil
        Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
        Hail Hecate
        Of faces three,
        Shining from afar,
        Spider of Destiny
        In your web of Silver Stars

        WAXING MOON:

        Hail Diana, Huntress,
        As you draw your silver bow,
        Hail Artemis and Io,
        Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
        Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

        Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
        Drawn forth from Nix Night
        Turning Fate's first strands
        With nimble hands
        Twining twixt the dark and bright

        FULL MOON:

        Hail MoonMother,
        Full and fecund, round and bright,
        Isis, We draw you down from the night,
        With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

        Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
        Weave the lines between the times
        Of wax and wane; And tides
        Of flow and ebb
        Gossamer silver cords
        Of dreaming draw together
        In your matrix matted of matter and ether
        DreamMother, give Birth
        As your light shines down to Earth

        WANING MOON:

        Hail, Grandmother Spider,
        Crone and crow,
        Wisewoman, elder, seer,
        Help us face, and destroy
        Our fear
        Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
        Oh old and ominous presence glowing
        Your waning numinous crescent going

        Hail Atropos, Cutter,
        With your waning silver scythe,
        You cut
        the thread of Life.

        DARK MOON:

        There is a fourth face, though unseen
        There is a fourth path, whom few know
        A fourth Fate, who awaits
        In shadow

        Hail Kali, Blackness,
        From whom the kalas of Time emit
        Three Norns converged,
        Past, present, future merged,
        On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

        To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

        Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
        Yours the dark and secret art

        While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
        The thread of life appears to dwindle
        From No-thing you craft another mask
        And re-splice it back, on another track
        To Clotho's spindle

        Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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        thepuck
        wrote on last edited by
        #22

        @Allogenes said

        "93 Puck,

        Who you're specifically adressing this question to is playing coy, as is his teaching style. In an early degree of a certain Order an adoration which you speak of is taught. Maybe it was already mentioned in this thread, what do I know?.

        93's

        A."

        If you are referring to Jim, he has been anything but coy with me. Thus far, every question I have asked he has answered.

        However, I don't screw around. If I wanted to ask just Jim a question I would PM him. I asked everyone, and I meant everyone.

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        • T thepuck

          I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

          In this hunt I ran into this:

          LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

          Sub Figura C

          Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
          Kia, Lady pale,
          Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
          Of triple veil
          Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
          Hail Hecate
          Of faces three,
          Shining from afar,
          Spider of Destiny
          In your web of Silver Stars

          WAXING MOON:

          Hail Diana, Huntress,
          As you draw your silver bow,
          Hail Artemis and Io,
          Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
          Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

          Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
          Drawn forth from Nix Night
          Turning Fate's first strands
          With nimble hands
          Twining twixt the dark and bright

          FULL MOON:

          Hail MoonMother,
          Full and fecund, round and bright,
          Isis, We draw you down from the night,
          With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

          Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
          Weave the lines between the times
          Of wax and wane; And tides
          Of flow and ebb
          Gossamer silver cords
          Of dreaming draw together
          In your matrix matted of matter and ether
          DreamMother, give Birth
          As your light shines down to Earth

          WANING MOON:

          Hail, Grandmother Spider,
          Crone and crow,
          Wisewoman, elder, seer,
          Help us face, and destroy
          Our fear
          Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
          Oh old and ominous presence glowing
          Your waning numinous crescent going

          Hail Atropos, Cutter,
          With your waning silver scythe,
          You cut
          the thread of Life.

          DARK MOON:

          There is a fourth face, though unseen
          There is a fourth path, whom few know
          A fourth Fate, who awaits
          In shadow

          Hail Kali, Blackness,
          From whom the kalas of Time emit
          Three Norns converged,
          Past, present, future merged,
          On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

          To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

          Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
          Yours the dark and secret art

          While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
          The thread of life appears to dwindle
          From No-thing you craft another mask
          And re-splice it back, on another track
          To Clotho's spindle

          Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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          Allogenes
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          #23

          93,

          Excuse me. Just trying to help.

          93's

          A.

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          • T thepuck

            I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

            In this hunt I ran into this:

            LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

            Sub Figura C

            Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
            Kia, Lady pale,
            Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
            Of triple veil
            Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
            Hail Hecate
            Of faces three,
            Shining from afar,
            Spider of Destiny
            In your web of Silver Stars

            WAXING MOON:

            Hail Diana, Huntress,
            As you draw your silver bow,
            Hail Artemis and Io,
            Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
            Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

            Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
            Drawn forth from Nix Night
            Turning Fate's first strands
            With nimble hands
            Twining twixt the dark and bright

            FULL MOON:

            Hail MoonMother,
            Full and fecund, round and bright,
            Isis, We draw you down from the night,
            With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

            Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
            Weave the lines between the times
            Of wax and wane; And tides
            Of flow and ebb
            Gossamer silver cords
            Of dreaming draw together
            In your matrix matted of matter and ether
            DreamMother, give Birth
            As your light shines down to Earth

            WANING MOON:

            Hail, Grandmother Spider,
            Crone and crow,
            Wisewoman, elder, seer,
            Help us face, and destroy
            Our fear
            Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
            Oh old and ominous presence glowing
            Your waning numinous crescent going

            Hail Atropos, Cutter,
            With your waning silver scythe,
            You cut
            the thread of Life.

            DARK MOON:

            There is a fourth face, though unseen
            There is a fourth path, whom few know
            A fourth Fate, who awaits
            In shadow

            Hail Kali, Blackness,
            From whom the kalas of Time emit
            Three Norns converged,
            Past, present, future merged,
            On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

            To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

            Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
            Yours the dark and secret art

            While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
            The thread of life appears to dwindle
            From No-thing you craft another mask
            And re-splice it back, on another track
            To Clotho's spindle

            Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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            thepuck
            wrote on last edited by
            #24

            @Allogenes said

            "93,

            Excuse me. Just trying to help.

            93's

            A."

            Apologies if that came across as harsh, it was not intended. I just wanted to get across that I, myself, was not being coy in starting the threads I do. While I do get huge benefit from Jim's knowledge, I also really do want input from everyone.

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            • T thepuck

              I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

              In this hunt I ran into this:

              LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

              Sub Figura C

              Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
              Kia, Lady pale,
              Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
              Of triple veil
              Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
              Hail Hecate
              Of faces three,
              Shining from afar,
              Spider of Destiny
              In your web of Silver Stars

              WAXING MOON:

              Hail Diana, Huntress,
              As you draw your silver bow,
              Hail Artemis and Io,
              Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
              Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

              Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
              Drawn forth from Nix Night
              Turning Fate's first strands
              With nimble hands
              Twining twixt the dark and bright

              FULL MOON:

              Hail MoonMother,
              Full and fecund, round and bright,
              Isis, We draw you down from the night,
              With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

              Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
              Weave the lines between the times
              Of wax and wane; And tides
              Of flow and ebb
              Gossamer silver cords
              Of dreaming draw together
              In your matrix matted of matter and ether
              DreamMother, give Birth
              As your light shines down to Earth

              WANING MOON:

              Hail, Grandmother Spider,
              Crone and crow,
              Wisewoman, elder, seer,
              Help us face, and destroy
              Our fear
              Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
              Oh old and ominous presence glowing
              Your waning numinous crescent going

              Hail Atropos, Cutter,
              With your waning silver scythe,
              You cut
              the thread of Life.

              DARK MOON:

              There is a fourth face, though unseen
              There is a fourth path, whom few know
              A fourth Fate, who awaits
              In shadow

              Hail Kali, Blackness,
              From whom the kalas of Time emit
              Three Norns converged,
              Past, present, future merged,
              On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

              To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

              Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
              Yours the dark and secret art

              While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
              The thread of life appears to dwindle
              From No-thing you craft another mask
              And re-splice it back, on another track
              To Clotho's spindle

              Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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              Corvinae
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              I am enjoying this thread very much, thank you Puck for sharing those lovely rites to begin with, who wrote them?

              Edward Mason asked
              "Could it be that Thelemites are more likely to do something constructive about fixing the balance than anyone else? That we don't accept each other as final authorities? We create a lot of our own rituals, and we're not afraid to try something new. It's as if the Presiding Committee at Archetypal HQ said, "Well, the Christians aren't going to do anything - let's try the small but raucous rabble and see if they'll come up with some constructive channeling of energies to fix the old imbalance."

              😄 thats why I'm here.

              I firmly believe that change starts on a individual level first, as a shift in belief/perception. I have shifted myself and watched how the things around me have had to shift as well, shift or fade away.

              I am very interested in particpating in groups that are working towards balance, harmony, and fine tuning. I have loved the words of MK Gandhi Be the change you wish to see in the world" for a long time, and take them to heart.

              I do believe that low and high magickal practioners alike have a hand at bringing change into the worlds, but for the past 20 years I have watched the tree huggers in my worlds do little to effectively change anything other then personal drama, (which is a a start, but it never gets much farther).

              I dont like a lot of what I see in the world, so I am working on changing what I see.

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              • T thepuck

                I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                In this hunt I ran into this:

                LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                Sub Figura C

                Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                Kia, Lady pale,
                Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                Of triple veil
                Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                Hail Hecate
                Of faces three,
                Shining from afar,
                Spider of Destiny
                In your web of Silver Stars

                WAXING MOON:

                Hail Diana, Huntress,
                As you draw your silver bow,
                Hail Artemis and Io,
                Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                Drawn forth from Nix Night
                Turning Fate's first strands
                With nimble hands
                Twining twixt the dark and bright

                FULL MOON:

                Hail MoonMother,
                Full and fecund, round and bright,
                Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                Weave the lines between the times
                Of wax and wane; And tides
                Of flow and ebb
                Gossamer silver cords
                Of dreaming draw together
                In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                DreamMother, give Birth
                As your light shines down to Earth

                WANING MOON:

                Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                Crone and crow,
                Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                Help us face, and destroy
                Our fear
                Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                Your waning numinous crescent going

                Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                With your waning silver scythe,
                You cut
                the thread of Life.

                DARK MOON:

                There is a fourth face, though unseen
                There is a fourth path, whom few know
                A fourth Fate, who awaits
                In shadow

                Hail Kali, Blackness,
                From whom the kalas of Time emit
                Three Norns converged,
                Past, present, future merged,
                On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                Yours the dark and secret art

                While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                The thread of life appears to dwindle
                From No-thing you craft another mask
                And re-splice it back, on another track
                To Clotho's spindle

                Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                Takamba
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                @Angel of Death said

                "I am enjoying this thread very much, thank you Puck for sharing those lovely rites to begin with, who wrote them?"

                Liber Qoph, a ritual of the type like Liber Resh, is credited to Horus/Maat Lodge and may have been written by Orryelle Bascule (unless Orryelle Bascule is only the author of the commentary on Liber Qoph).

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                • T thepuck

                  I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                  In this hunt I ran into this:

                  LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                  Sub Figura C

                  Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                  Kia, Lady pale,
                  Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                  Of triple veil
                  Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                  Hail Hecate
                  Of faces three,
                  Shining from afar,
                  Spider of Destiny
                  In your web of Silver Stars

                  WAXING MOON:

                  Hail Diana, Huntress,
                  As you draw your silver bow,
                  Hail Artemis and Io,
                  Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                  Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                  Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                  Drawn forth from Nix Night
                  Turning Fate's first strands
                  With nimble hands
                  Twining twixt the dark and bright

                  FULL MOON:

                  Hail MoonMother,
                  Full and fecund, round and bright,
                  Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                  With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                  Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                  Weave the lines between the times
                  Of wax and wane; And tides
                  Of flow and ebb
                  Gossamer silver cords
                  Of dreaming draw together
                  In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                  DreamMother, give Birth
                  As your light shines down to Earth

                  WANING MOON:

                  Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                  Crone and crow,
                  Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                  Help us face, and destroy
                  Our fear
                  Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                  Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                  Your waning numinous crescent going

                  Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                  With your waning silver scythe,
                  You cut
                  the thread of Life.

                  DARK MOON:

                  There is a fourth face, though unseen
                  There is a fourth path, whom few know
                  A fourth Fate, who awaits
                  In shadow

                  Hail Kali, Blackness,
                  From whom the kalas of Time emit
                  Three Norns converged,
                  Past, present, future merged,
                  On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                  To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                  Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                  Yours the dark and secret art

                  While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                  The thread of life appears to dwindle
                  From No-thing you craft another mask
                  And re-splice it back, on another track
                  To Clotho's spindle

                  Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                  anpi
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                  @Takamba said

                  "
                  @Veronica said
                  "I am enjoying this thread very much, thank you Puck for sharing those lovely rites to begin with, who wrote them?
                  "

                  Liber Qoph, a ritual of the type like Liber Resh, is credited to Horus/Maat Lodge and may have been written by Orryelle Bascule (unless Orryelle Bascule is only the author of the commentary on Liber Qoph)."

                  I found this document about Crowley and Luna. In it this rite LIBER QOPH vel Hecate is said to be by Orryelle Defenestrate (same Orryelle probably).

                  www.scribd.com/doc/8598450/Gayatri-Crowley

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                  • T thepuck

                    I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                    In this hunt I ran into this:

                    LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                    Sub Figura C

                    Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                    Kia, Lady pale,
                    Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                    Of triple veil
                    Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                    Hail Hecate
                    Of faces three,
                    Shining from afar,
                    Spider of Destiny
                    In your web of Silver Stars

                    WAXING MOON:

                    Hail Diana, Huntress,
                    As you draw your silver bow,
                    Hail Artemis and Io,
                    Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                    Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                    Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                    Drawn forth from Nix Night
                    Turning Fate's first strands
                    With nimble hands
                    Twining twixt the dark and bright

                    FULL MOON:

                    Hail MoonMother,
                    Full and fecund, round and bright,
                    Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                    With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                    Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                    Weave the lines between the times
                    Of wax and wane; And tides
                    Of flow and ebb
                    Gossamer silver cords
                    Of dreaming draw together
                    In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                    DreamMother, give Birth
                    As your light shines down to Earth

                    WANING MOON:

                    Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                    Crone and crow,
                    Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                    Help us face, and destroy
                    Our fear
                    Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                    Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                    Your waning numinous crescent going

                    Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                    With your waning silver scythe,
                    You cut
                    the thread of Life.

                    DARK MOON:

                    There is a fourth face, though unseen
                    There is a fourth path, whom few know
                    A fourth Fate, who awaits
                    In shadow

                    Hail Kali, Blackness,
                    From whom the kalas of Time emit
                    Three Norns converged,
                    Past, present, future merged,
                    On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                    To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                    Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                    Yours the dark and secret art

                    While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                    The thread of life appears to dwindle
                    From No-thing you craft another mask
                    And re-splice it back, on another track
                    To Clotho's spindle

                    Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                    93

                    By comparison, this may be of interest:

                    @Frater Aleph Ben Ali said

                    "

                    Liber Gimel vel Lunae

                    (For 9 days after the New Moon)
                    Hail unto thee who art Selene in thy waxing, even unto thee who art Selene in thy Brightness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                    Helios caresses the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                    Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                    (For 5 days either side of the Full Moon)
                    Hail unto thee who art Artemis in thy brilliance, even unto thee who art Artemis in thy Fullness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                    Helios blazes on the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                    Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                    (For 9 days before the Dark Moon)
                    Hail unto thee who art Hecate in thy waning, even unto thee who art Hecate in thy Darkness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                    Helios concealeth the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                    Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                    (The Orison)
                    Ceaseless change that is stability!
                    I adore the Light on thy Breast
                    Supreme and excellent Goddess
                    Who makest the Godes and the blessed
                    To tremble before thee: -
                    I, I adore thee!

                    Appear within the navel of Nu!
                    Lighten the ways of the Ka!
                    Open the ways of the Khu!
                    The ways of the Khabs run through
                    To stir me and still me!
                    AOM! (The Vedic Gayatri Mantra can be inserted here) Let it thrill me!
                    The light is mine;
                    Thy beams embrace me:
                    I have wrought the secret gates
                    Into the groves of Selene,
                    Of Artemis and Hecate.
                    I am thine Athenian, O Chaos,
                    The prophet (insert your own name or motto)

                    By Babalon my breast I beat;
                    By Therion I weave my spell.
                    Show thy star splendor, O Nuit!
                    Bid me within thine house to dwell,
                    O winged snake of light, Hadit!
                    Abide with me Ra Hoor Khuit!"

                    As published in The Solstice, 2009 and Black Pearl v.1 n.3. I hope the author doesn't mind me posting this here, it says in the article to "feel free to pass it on to friends and other practitioners."

                    93's

                    A.

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                    • T thepuck

                      I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                      In this hunt I ran into this:

                      LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                      Sub Figura C

                      Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                      Kia, Lady pale,
                      Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                      Of triple veil
                      Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                      Hail Hecate
                      Of faces three,
                      Shining from afar,
                      Spider of Destiny
                      In your web of Silver Stars

                      WAXING MOON:

                      Hail Diana, Huntress,
                      As you draw your silver bow,
                      Hail Artemis and Io,
                      Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                      Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                      Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                      Drawn forth from Nix Night
                      Turning Fate's first strands
                      With nimble hands
                      Twining twixt the dark and bright

                      FULL MOON:

                      Hail MoonMother,
                      Full and fecund, round and bright,
                      Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                      With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                      Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                      Weave the lines between the times
                      Of wax and wane; And tides
                      Of flow and ebb
                      Gossamer silver cords
                      Of dreaming draw together
                      In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                      DreamMother, give Birth
                      As your light shines down to Earth

                      WANING MOON:

                      Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                      Crone and crow,
                      Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                      Help us face, and destroy
                      Our fear
                      Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                      Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                      Your waning numinous crescent going

                      Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                      With your waning silver scythe,
                      You cut
                      the thread of Life.

                      DARK MOON:

                      There is a fourth face, though unseen
                      There is a fourth path, whom few know
                      A fourth Fate, who awaits
                      In shadow

                      Hail Kali, Blackness,
                      From whom the kalas of Time emit
                      Three Norns converged,
                      Past, present, future merged,
                      On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                      To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                      Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                      Yours the dark and secret art

                      While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                      The thread of life appears to dwindle
                      From No-thing you craft another mask
                      And re-splice it back, on another track
                      To Clotho's spindle

                      Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                      @Veronica said

                      "I am enjoying this thread very much, thank you Puck for sharing those lovely rites to begin with, who wrote them?

                      Edward Mason asked
                      "Could it be that Thelemites are more likely to do something constructive about fixing the balance than anyone else? That we don't accept each other as final authorities? We create a lot of our own rituals, and we're not afraid to try something new. It's as if the Presiding Committee at Archetypal HQ said, "Well, the Christians aren't going to do anything - let's try the small but raucous rabble and see if they'll come up with some constructive channeling of energies to fix the old imbalance."

                      😄 thats why I'm here.

                      I firmly believe that change starts on a individual level first, as a shift in belief/perception. I have shifted myself and watched how the things around me have had to shift as well, shift or fade away.

                      I am very interested in particpating in groups that are working towards balance, harmony, and fine tuning. I have loved the words of MK Gandhi Be the change you wish to see in the world" for a long time, and take them to heart.

                      I do believe that low and high magical practioners alike have a hand at bringing change into the worlds, but for the past 20 years I have watched the tree huggers in my worlds do little to effectively change anything other then personal drama, (which is a a start, but it never gets much farther).

                      I dont like a lot of what I see in the world, so I am working on changing what I see."

                      I actually saw it mentioned on another post here and googled it. Found this wiki which had a link www.egnu.org/wiki/The_Universal_Rite . It's under "adorations".

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                      • T thepuck

                        I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                        In this hunt I ran into this:

                        LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                        Sub Figura C

                        Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                        Kia, Lady pale,
                        Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                        Of triple veil
                        Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                        Hail Hecate
                        Of faces three,
                        Shining from afar,
                        Spider of Destiny
                        In your web of Silver Stars

                        WAXING MOON:

                        Hail Diana, Huntress,
                        As you draw your silver bow,
                        Hail Artemis and Io,
                        Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                        Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                        Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                        Drawn forth from Nix Night
                        Turning Fate's first strands
                        With nimble hands
                        Twining twixt the dark and bright

                        FULL MOON:

                        Hail MoonMother,
                        Full and fecund, round and bright,
                        Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                        With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                        Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                        Weave the lines between the times
                        Of wax and wane; And tides
                        Of flow and ebb
                        Gossamer silver cords
                        Of dreaming draw together
                        In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                        DreamMother, give Birth
                        As your light shines down to Earth

                        WANING MOON:

                        Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                        Crone and crow,
                        Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                        Help us face, and destroy
                        Our fear
                        Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                        Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                        Your waning numinous crescent going

                        Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                        With your waning silver scythe,
                        You cut
                        the thread of Life.

                        DARK MOON:

                        There is a fourth face, though unseen
                        There is a fourth path, whom few know
                        A fourth Fate, who awaits
                        In shadow

                        Hail Kali, Blackness,
                        From whom the kalas of Time emit
                        Three Norns converged,
                        Past, present, future merged,
                        On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                        To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                        Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                        Yours the dark and secret art

                        While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                        The thread of life appears to dwindle
                        From No-thing you craft another mask
                        And re-splice it back, on another track
                        To Clotho's spindle

                        Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                        @Allogenes said

                        "93

                        By comparison, this may be of interest:

                        @Frater Aleph Ben Ali said

                        "

                        Liber Gimel vel Lunae

                        (For 9 days after the New Moon)
                        Hail unto thee who art Selene in thy waxing, even unto thee who art Selene in thy Brightness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                        Helios caresses the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                        Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                        (For 5 days either side of the Full Moon)
                        Hail unto thee who art Artemis in thy brilliance, even unto thee who art Artemis in thy Fullness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                        Helios blazes on the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                        Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                        (For 9 days before the Dark Moon)
                        Hail unto thee who art Hecate in thy waning, even unto thee who art Hecate in thy Darkness, who travellest across the heavens in the absence of the Sun.
                        Helios concealeth the splendor of her brow, and Hermes ever guideth through her realm.
                        Hail unto thee through the abodes of N.O.X.

                        (The Orison)
                        Ceaseless change that is stability!
                        I adore the Light on thy Breast
                        Supreme and excellent Goddess
                        Who makest the Godes and the blessed
                        To tremble before thee: -
                        I, I adore thee!

                        Appear within the navel of Nu!
                        Lighten the ways of the Ka!
                        Open the ways of the Khu!
                        The ways of the Khabs run through
                        To stir me and still me!
                        AOM! (The Vedic Gayatri Mantra can be inserted here) Let it thrill me!
                        The light is mine;
                        Thy beams embrace me:
                        I have wrought the secret gates
                        Into the groves of Selene,
                        Of Artemis and Hecate.
                        I am thine Athenian, O Chaos,
                        The prophet (insert your own name or motto)

                        By Babalon my breast I beat;
                        By Therion I weave my spell.
                        Show thy star splendor, O Nuit!
                        Bid me within thine house to dwell,
                        O winged snake of light, Hadit!
                        Abide with me Ra Hoor Khuit!"

                        As published in The Solstice, 2009 and Black Pearl v.1 n.3. I hope the author doesn't mind me posting this here, it says in the article to "feel free to pass it on to friends and other practitioners."

                        93's

                        A."

                        I like that one.

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                        • T thepuck

                          I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                          In this hunt I ran into this:

                          LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                          Sub Figura C

                          Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                          Kia, Lady pale,
                          Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                          Of triple veil
                          Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                          Hail Hecate
                          Of faces three,
                          Shining from afar,
                          Spider of Destiny
                          In your web of Silver Stars

                          WAXING MOON:

                          Hail Diana, Huntress,
                          As you draw your silver bow,
                          Hail Artemis and Io,
                          Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                          Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                          Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                          Drawn forth from Nix Night
                          Turning Fate's first strands
                          With nimble hands
                          Twining twixt the dark and bright

                          FULL MOON:

                          Hail MoonMother,
                          Full and fecund, round and bright,
                          Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                          With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                          Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                          Weave the lines between the times
                          Of wax and wane; And tides
                          Of flow and ebb
                          Gossamer silver cords
                          Of dreaming draw together
                          In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                          DreamMother, give Birth
                          As your light shines down to Earth

                          WANING MOON:

                          Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                          Crone and crow,
                          Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                          Help us face, and destroy
                          Our fear
                          Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                          Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                          Your waning numinous crescent going

                          Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                          With your waning silver scythe,
                          You cut
                          the thread of Life.

                          DARK MOON:

                          There is a fourth face, though unseen
                          There is a fourth path, whom few know
                          A fourth Fate, who awaits
                          In shadow

                          Hail Kali, Blackness,
                          From whom the kalas of Time emit
                          Three Norns converged,
                          Past, present, future merged,
                          On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                          To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                          Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                          Yours the dark and secret art

                          While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                          The thread of life appears to dwindle
                          From No-thing you craft another mask
                          And re-splice it back, on another track
                          To Clotho's spindle

                          Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                          @Shunyata said

                          "
                          I don't think it will serve any purpose at all, but in a Thelemic context I would not recommend a lunar adoration. The moon does not generate light but only reflects the light of the sun, and that poorly. To adore the moon would be to idolize illusion."

                          Why does the Moon get such a bad rap? While she does have negative aspects, she is also the counterpart of the Sun, and so symbolizes our relationship to the Divine, as we are reflections of the Supernal Lght. She is also an aspect of Nuit, the Starry Heavens. In ancient times she was attributed to Artemis, the Huntress, sister of Apollo. Among the Greeks she was Demeter, a fertility goddess. In Qabalistic terms she is referred to the number Nine, Yesod, and so expresses the doctrine of stability-in-change. The permutations of nine are in accord with the phases of the Moon, and as she waxes and wanes the cycles of earth are thereby affected. In addition to being a "poor reflection," she is also a gracious and integral part of our Universe.

                          As far as Lunar working is concerned, there is no particular reason to discourage its practice.

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                          • T thepuck

                            I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                            In this hunt I ran into this:

                            LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                            Sub Figura C

                            Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                            Kia, Lady pale,
                            Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                            Of triple veil
                            Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                            Hail Hecate
                            Of faces three,
                            Shining from afar,
                            Spider of Destiny
                            In your web of Silver Stars

                            WAXING MOON:

                            Hail Diana, Huntress,
                            As you draw your silver bow,
                            Hail Artemis and Io,
                            Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                            Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                            Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                            Drawn forth from Nix Night
                            Turning Fate's first strands
                            With nimble hands
                            Twining twixt the dark and bright

                            FULL MOON:

                            Hail MoonMother,
                            Full and fecund, round and bright,
                            Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                            With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                            Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                            Weave the lines between the times
                            Of wax and wane; And tides
                            Of flow and ebb
                            Gossamer silver cords
                            Of dreaming draw together
                            In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                            DreamMother, give Birth
                            As your light shines down to Earth

                            WANING MOON:

                            Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                            Crone and crow,
                            Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                            Help us face, and destroy
                            Our fear
                            Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                            Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                            Your waning numinous crescent going

                            Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                            With your waning silver scythe,
                            You cut
                            the thread of Life.

                            DARK MOON:

                            There is a fourth face, though unseen
                            There is a fourth path, whom few know
                            A fourth Fate, who awaits
                            In shadow

                            Hail Kali, Blackness,
                            From whom the kalas of Time emit
                            Three Norns converged,
                            Past, present, future merged,
                            On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                            To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                            Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                            Yours the dark and secret art

                            While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                            The thread of life appears to dwindle
                            From No-thing you craft another mask
                            And re-splice it back, on another track
                            To Clotho's spindle

                            Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                            the puck, 93

                            "
                            I actually saw it mentioned on another post here and googled it. Found this wiki which had a link www.egnu.org/wiki/The_Universal_Rite . It's under "adorations"."

                            There's a different Lunar adoration on that list.

                            93 93/93,

                            Edward

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                            • T thepuck

                              I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                              In this hunt I ran into this:

                              LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                              Sub Figura C

                              Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                              Kia, Lady pale,
                              Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                              Of triple veil
                              Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                              Hail Hecate
                              Of faces three,
                              Shining from afar,
                              Spider of Destiny
                              In your web of Silver Stars

                              WAXING MOON:

                              Hail Diana, Huntress,
                              As you draw your silver bow,
                              Hail Artemis and Io,
                              Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                              Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                              Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                              Drawn forth from Nix Night
                              Turning Fate's first strands
                              With nimble hands
                              Twining twixt the dark and bright

                              FULL MOON:

                              Hail MoonMother,
                              Full and fecund, round and bright,
                              Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                              With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                              Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                              Weave the lines between the times
                              Of wax and wane; And tides
                              Of flow and ebb
                              Gossamer silver cords
                              Of dreaming draw together
                              In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                              DreamMother, give Birth
                              As your light shines down to Earth

                              WANING MOON:

                              Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                              Crone and crow,
                              Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                              Help us face, and destroy
                              Our fear
                              Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                              Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                              Your waning numinous crescent going

                              Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                              With your waning silver scythe,
                              You cut
                              the thread of Life.

                              DARK MOON:

                              There is a fourth face, though unseen
                              There is a fourth path, whom few know
                              A fourth Fate, who awaits
                              In shadow

                              Hail Kali, Blackness,
                              From whom the kalas of Time emit
                              Three Norns converged,
                              Past, present, future merged,
                              On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                              To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                              Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                              Yours the dark and secret art

                              While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                              The thread of life appears to dwindle
                              From No-thing you craft another mask
                              And re-splice it back, on another track
                              To Clotho's spindle

                              Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                              awsome thread, i wasnt raised pagan, but paganism (or witchcraft more accuratley) is my religious foundation, and i love to see thelema and the old ways mix as in my opinion they should.

                              another note, how exactly would one perform a lunar rite/ritual thelemicly?
                              instead of the wiccan casting the circle, would one work with the rituals of the pentagrams and hexagrams?
                              like LBRP, LBRH, then GRP invoking water, and GRH invoking luna? then go on to reciting the adoration then banish the planets, and elements and LBRP?
                              correct me if im wrong.

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                              • T thepuck

                                I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                In this hunt I ran into this:

                                LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                Sub Figura C

                                Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                Kia, Lady pale,
                                Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                Of triple veil
                                Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                Hail Hecate
                                Of faces three,
                                Shining from afar,
                                Spider of Destiny
                                In your web of Silver Stars

                                WAXING MOON:

                                Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                As you draw your silver bow,
                                Hail Artemis and Io,
                                Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                Turning Fate's first strands
                                With nimble hands
                                Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                FULL MOON:

                                Hail MoonMother,
                                Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                Weave the lines between the times
                                Of wax and wane; And tides
                                Of flow and ebb
                                Gossamer silver cords
                                Of dreaming draw together
                                In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                DreamMother, give Birth
                                As your light shines down to Earth

                                WANING MOON:

                                Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                Crone and crow,
                                Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                Help us face, and destroy
                                Our fear
                                Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                Your waning numinous crescent going

                                Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                With your waning silver scythe,
                                You cut
                                the thread of Life.

                                DARK MOON:

                                There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                In shadow

                                Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                Three Norns converged,
                                Past, present, future merged,
                                On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                Yours the dark and secret art

                                While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                From No-thing you craft another mask
                                And re-splice it back, on another track
                                To Clotho's spindle

                                Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                underabloodredsky
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                                @hepuck said

                                "
                                However, I also feel that we are whole, existential beings, and that as such we are situated in relation to all four worlds, and that equilibrium and proper relation can (and in my opinion, should) be attempted in each of them.

                                In addition to this, I very much possess the impulse towards symmetry Crowley mentions in Book 4, part 3 in the chapter on equilibrium. It seems there should be rites of the earth and rites of the Moon in addition to those of the Sun, and that the pagan sabbats and lunar rituals fulfill that need."

                                I agree with your sentiments, thepuck; I am a Neo-Pagan and Thelemite. Ceremonial Magick is great, so is philosophy and yoga, but people need magick in their daily lives. Everything about life is magickal, and as human beings we need to care and feed for all of our bodies, not just the spirit, but our soul, our ghost, and our physical body. I think nothing should be subtracted from ceremonial magick, but I think one is missing out on life if you don't participate magickally in a more Pagan, day to day kind of way. One needs to look out for the health of one's ghost, or astral body or whatever one wants to think of it, and Paganism facilitates that. Also, society needs religion; ceremonial might be fine for certain adults who are called to that vocation and have the resources and educational background to handle it, but you can't really grow up in it or form a society without the lower forms of magick.

                                It has been stressed in the best books that all the Sephiroth are equally holy, no matter how low on the Tree (purity is a different issue) and therefor Paganism, and/or Yesodic rites are equally important. Also,I don't limit Paganism and Yesod to the Goddess and Female principle, because the earthly Pan, Devil, Horned Beast that is the lower male, simpler-musical, magickal (but not the more sophisticated magick of Hermes/Thoth), sexual, happy-go-lucky part of us has been equally suppressed by Christianity.

                                AtlasItch, what you wrote about the New Aeon and the NOX formula resonated with me, even if a few of the particulars might be mistaken.

                                @Veronica said

                                "I have read some recent scientific evidence that is stating that during mitosis, the earliest parts of cellular division there is a significant period of time when the newly forming entity is existing with no brain, but that the heart has been clearly evloved.

                                I do believe that this little bit of information provides the magical worlds and spiritual paths with much to chew on. Our heart, our source for emotions, feelings, and the chemical recations that transpire with in the biological structure is the first driving force of our being, not the analitical, logical, rational mind.

                                As a very girlie girl, I am shinning my best when I am allowed the freedom to express my inner emotions and feelings of love towards all the beautiful manifestions I see in my world.

                                I am in love with this world, with the beauty I see and rejoice at any opportunity to express that love. I see lunar rites as my celebration of my feminine nature, of my emotional side, of my shadow self, of the beauty, and peace, and wonder that lays with in the mystery of the Moon, and its pull on us."

                                Nicely put Veronica; I agree.

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                                • T thepuck

                                  I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                  In this hunt I ran into this:

                                  LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                  Sub Figura C

                                  Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                  Kia, Lady pale,
                                  Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                  Of triple veil
                                  Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                  Hail Hecate
                                  Of faces three,
                                  Shining from afar,
                                  Spider of Destiny
                                  In your web of Silver Stars

                                  WAXING MOON:

                                  Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                  As you draw your silver bow,
                                  Hail Artemis and Io,
                                  Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                  Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                  Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                  Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                  Turning Fate's first strands
                                  With nimble hands
                                  Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                  FULL MOON:

                                  Hail MoonMother,
                                  Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                  Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                  With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                  Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                  Weave the lines between the times
                                  Of wax and wane; And tides
                                  Of flow and ebb
                                  Gossamer silver cords
                                  Of dreaming draw together
                                  In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                  DreamMother, give Birth
                                  As your light shines down to Earth

                                  WANING MOON:

                                  Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                  Crone and crow,
                                  Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                  Help us face, and destroy
                                  Our fear
                                  Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                  Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                  Your waning numinous crescent going

                                  Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                  With your waning silver scythe,
                                  You cut
                                  the thread of Life.

                                  DARK MOON:

                                  There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                  There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                  A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                  In shadow

                                  Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                  From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                  Three Norns converged,
                                  Past, present, future merged,
                                  On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                  To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                  Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                  Yours the dark and secret art

                                  While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                  The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                  From No-thing you craft another mask
                                  And re-splice it back, on another track
                                  To Clotho's spindle

                                  Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                  the atlas itch
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                                  It’s interesting to compare Crowley’s comments on the lower and higher aspects of the Moon, Atu XVIII The Moon and Atu II The High Priestess. In the lower aspect the moon, as a material body, reflects the light of the sun and represents illusion. In the higher aspect the moon is clothed in light, the material body having disappeared, and the dazzling brilliance of this light veils the Spirit. “This light is the menstruum of manifestation, the goddess Nuith, the possibility of Form.”

                                  Similarly, there seem to be two aspects of NOX mapped onto the Tree, the first aspect mapped from Malkuth to Netzach, symbolized by Khephra bearing the solar disc in its mandibles and moving toward the coming dawn, and the later aspect coming after crossing the abyss and being reborn in the womb of Babalon.

                                  Continuing with this illusion vs. reality thought, I wonder if the confusion over these two aspects is why people may believe they’ve attained to 8=3 without doing the requisite A.A. gradework – cf. Frater Achad? Frater Achad's letter cited in the preface to Liber Aleph in which he writes about the "Glamour and Lies and Madness of the Supernal Paths" sounds more appropriate to Crowley's comments on the lower aspects of the Moon...

                                  Any opinions?

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                                  • T thepuck

                                    I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                    In this hunt I ran into this:

                                    LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                    Sub Figura C

                                    Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                    Kia, Lady pale,
                                    Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                    Of triple veil
                                    Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                    Hail Hecate
                                    Of faces three,
                                    Shining from afar,
                                    Spider of Destiny
                                    In your web of Silver Stars

                                    WAXING MOON:

                                    Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                    As you draw your silver bow,
                                    Hail Artemis and Io,
                                    Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                    Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                    Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                    Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                    Turning Fate's first strands
                                    With nimble hands
                                    Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                    FULL MOON:

                                    Hail MoonMother,
                                    Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                    Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                    With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                    Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                    Weave the lines between the times
                                    Of wax and wane; And tides
                                    Of flow and ebb
                                    Gossamer silver cords
                                    Of dreaming draw together
                                    In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                    DreamMother, give Birth
                                    As your light shines down to Earth

                                    WANING MOON:

                                    Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                    Crone and crow,
                                    Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                    Help us face, and destroy
                                    Our fear
                                    Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                    Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                    Your waning numinous crescent going

                                    Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                    With your waning silver scythe,
                                    You cut
                                    the thread of Life.

                                    DARK MOON:

                                    There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                    There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                    A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                    In shadow

                                    Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                    From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                    Three Norns converged,
                                    Past, present, future merged,
                                    On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                    To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                    Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                    Yours the dark and secret art

                                    While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                    The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                    From No-thing you craft another mask
                                    And re-splice it back, on another track
                                    To Clotho's spindle

                                    Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                    the atlas itch
                                    wrote on last edited by
                                    #36

                                    "Ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?"

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                                    • T thepuck

                                      I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                      In this hunt I ran into this:

                                      LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                      Sub Figura C

                                      Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                      Kia, Lady pale,
                                      Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                      Of triple veil
                                      Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                      Hail Hecate
                                      Of faces three,
                                      Shining from afar,
                                      Spider of Destiny
                                      In your web of Silver Stars

                                      WAXING MOON:

                                      Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                      As you draw your silver bow,
                                      Hail Artemis and Io,
                                      Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                      Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                      Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                      Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                      Turning Fate's first strands
                                      With nimble hands
                                      Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                      FULL MOON:

                                      Hail MoonMother,
                                      Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                      Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                      With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                      Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                      Weave the lines between the times
                                      Of wax and wane; And tides
                                      Of flow and ebb
                                      Gossamer silver cords
                                      Of dreaming draw together
                                      In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                      DreamMother, give Birth
                                      As your light shines down to Earth

                                      WANING MOON:

                                      Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                      Crone and crow,
                                      Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                      Help us face, and destroy
                                      Our fear
                                      Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                      Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                      Your waning numinous crescent going

                                      Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                      With your waning silver scythe,
                                      You cut
                                      the thread of Life.

                                      DARK MOON:

                                      There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                      There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                      A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                      In shadow

                                      Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                      From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                      Three Norns converged,
                                      Past, present, future merged,
                                      On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                      To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                      Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                      Yours the dark and secret art

                                      While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                      The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                      From No-thing you craft another mask
                                      And re-splice it back, on another track
                                      To Clotho's spindle

                                      Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                      thepuck
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                                      #37

                                      @Alias55A said

                                      "awsome thread, i wasnt raised pagan, but paganism (or witchcraft more accuratley) is my religious foundation, and i love to see thelema and the old ways mix as in my opinion they should.

                                      another note, how exactly would one perform a lunar rite/ritual thelemicly?
                                      instead of the wiccan casting the circle, would one work with the rituals of the pentagrams and hexagrams?
                                      like LBRP, LBRH, then GRP invoking water, and GRH invoking luna? then go on to reciting the adoration then banish the planets, and elements and LBRP?
                                      correct me if im wrong."

                                      That's pretty much correct, or at least it's essentially what I have been doing for a while. I also do a preliminary invocation ("Holy Art Thou" pattern, etc) and sort of "Circulation of Full Moon Light" or New Moon, where I draw the energy down from the moon and then circulate it through the standard patterns through my body.

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                                      • T thepuck

                                        I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                        In this hunt I ran into this:

                                        LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                        Sub Figura C

                                        Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                        Kia, Lady pale,
                                        Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                        Of triple veil
                                        Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                        Hail Hecate
                                        Of faces three,
                                        Shining from afar,
                                        Spider of Destiny
                                        In your web of Silver Stars

                                        WAXING MOON:

                                        Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                        As you draw your silver bow,
                                        Hail Artemis and Io,
                                        Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                        Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                        Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                        Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                        Turning Fate's first strands
                                        With nimble hands
                                        Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                        FULL MOON:

                                        Hail MoonMother,
                                        Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                        Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                        With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                        Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                        Weave the lines between the times
                                        Of wax and wane; And tides
                                        Of flow and ebb
                                        Gossamer silver cords
                                        Of dreaming draw together
                                        In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                        DreamMother, give Birth
                                        As your light shines down to Earth

                                        WANING MOON:

                                        Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                        Crone and crow,
                                        Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                        Help us face, and destroy
                                        Our fear
                                        Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                        Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                        Your waning numinous crescent going

                                        Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                        With your waning silver scythe,
                                        You cut
                                        the thread of Life.

                                        DARK MOON:

                                        There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                        There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                        A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                        In shadow

                                        Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                        From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                        Three Norns converged,
                                        Past, present, future merged,
                                        On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                        To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                        Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                        Yours the dark and secret art

                                        While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                        The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                        From No-thing you craft another mask
                                        And re-splice it back, on another track
                                        To Clotho's spindle

                                        Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                        Alias55A
                                        wrote on last edited by
                                        #38

                                        "and sort of "Circulation of Full Moon Light" or New Moon, where I draw the energy down from the moon and then circulate it through the standard patterns through my body."

                                        i do that also, just didn't mention it int he post 😜 👿

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                                        • T thepuck

                                          I have been attempting to synthesize my basic paganism and my Thelemism, all through the lens of my general training and temperament (ceremonialism as opposed to shamanism, chaos, witchcraft, etc) so I was looking for lunar rituals for the new and full moons that were more in the ceremonialist vein than the ones I know from being a part of the pagan community.

                                          In this hunt I ran into this:

                                          LIBER QOPH vel HECATE

                                          Sub Figura C

                                          Hail Luna, as you rise, IxChel,
                                          Kia, Lady pale,
                                          Queen of dreams, Cast your spell,
                                          Of triple veil
                                          Ar-iadne, Ar-ianhrod, Ar-achne Moerae,
                                          Hail Hecate
                                          Of faces three,
                                          Shining from afar,
                                          Spider of Destiny
                                          In your web of Silver Stars

                                          WAXING MOON:

                                          Hail Diana, Huntress,
                                          As you draw your silver bow,
                                          Hail Artemis and Io,
                                          Oh Horned waxing luminous present glow
                                          Nu and numinous maiden crescent shewn

                                          Hail Clotho, Spinner of life's thread
                                          Drawn forth from Nix Night
                                          Turning Fate's first strands
                                          With nimble hands
                                          Twining twixt the dark and bright

                                          FULL MOON:

                                          Hail MoonMother,
                                          Full and fecund, round and bright,
                                          Isis, We draw you down from the night,
                                          With your cauldron-womb of luminous white

                                          Hail Lachesis, Weaver, Craft your web
                                          Weave the lines between the times
                                          Of wax and wane; And tides
                                          Of flow and ebb
                                          Gossamer silver cords
                                          Of dreaming draw together
                                          In your matrix matted of matter and ether
                                          DreamMother, give Birth
                                          As your light shines down to Earth

                                          WANING MOON:

                                          Hail, Grandmother Spider,
                                          Crone and crow,
                                          Wisewoman, elder, seer,
                                          Help us face, and destroy
                                          Our fear
                                          Hail Hecate of the Crossroads,
                                          Oh old and ominous presence glowing
                                          Your waning numinous crescent going

                                          Hail Atropos, Cutter,
                                          With your waning silver scythe,
                                          You cut
                                          the thread of Life.

                                          DARK MOON:

                                          There is a fourth face, though unseen
                                          There is a fourth path, whom few know
                                          A fourth Fate, who awaits
                                          In shadow

                                          Hail Kali, Blackness,
                                          From whom the kalas of Time emit
                                          Three Norns converged,
                                          Past, present, future merged,
                                          On the path of Blood beyond the Wheel we surge and scry

                                          To Caer Arianhrod, Castle in the Sky

                                          Hail Nought, Not, Nuit, Maat,
                                          Yours the dark and secret art

                                          While crone's scythe cuts breath and with death
                                          The thread of life appears to dwindle
                                          From No-thing you craft another mask
                                          And re-splice it back, on another track
                                          To Clotho's spindle

                                          Has anyone run into this? Worked with it? What are your thoughts? Any notable results?

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                                          thepuck
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                                          @Alias55A said

                                          "
                                          "and sort of "Circulation of Full Moon Light" or New Moon, where I draw the energy down from the moon and then circulate it through the standard patterns through my body."

                                          i do that also, just didn't mention it int he post 😜 👿"

                                          Then we are united in either intuition or error, care frater. 😆

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