Today I’ll share a journey with you; a journey can be anything from a trance state through ecstatic dance, or meditation, lucid dream, or plant medicine.
The night was dark & grey clouds in the sky, me & my partner were walking down a street traveling to a unknown destination to the side of us just on the edge of the path was lined with all the Goetic dukes generals Marcuse & leaders, along with their legends of spirits that do their bidding, they were lining the path for us both in protection from any distraction or interruption to our progress & also as they lined the path every one of them was pointing in the direction we were headed.
My partner asked me what are these beings? I said; these are my Goetic spirits & their leaders. She responded why do they look so dark & scary? I replied; they are what the common world would call demons but no one has ever learned who they truly are, they are the ones who see what is hidden from their true places, these spirits are the Djin, & ancient gods many would call nagas or asuras they are simply different then what most know, but be not afraid they are my allies.
We walked down the path about a mile or so in a foggy darkened night, the path was blackened by the night sky no moon to guide the way, the only line of sight was the fog just behind my Goetic armies lining our way.
We reached a castle where there lived a witch portraying herself as a royal figure & ruling over a whole empire that was not her own, her spell had set upon all who lived within the land believing that she was there true savior & reason for good fortune, but there was no fortune in this land, it was barren & filled with marshes that reeked of steamy bog & decaying corpses of animals that had died of starvation. She was no Queen of any land, the prosperity the people believed was all an illusion they fed on maggots & mud seeing it as food & meat, they drank from the sewers believing it was a flowing crystal clear river overflowing with aquatic life.
When we reached the castle the witch came to greet us as if we were her friend, I engaged as if this were true knowing now why I had been led here by my Goetic allies; I could the power of a long lost scroll I had written in the times when our empire was flourishing I could feel the magick that only myself could weave being used for the complete opposite of what was intended & so then, at that moment I snapped my fingers & the lighting struck in as many places as there were Goetic spirits & their masters the Angelic Armies of my notoria had come down from that dark & foggy sky.
My partner again asked me, “who are these beings?” I said these are the Notoria legends of angels & their 72 Angelic leaders.” She said to me with a slight crack to her voice; why do these angels look even more fierce & powerful then The Dark forces of the Goetia? I said wait until you see the power & what you had not known of angels is that they are no cherub childlike being they are the powers of all light & the infinite manifestations of The God of the universes, they do not play around.
Together aligned with my Goetic armies the legends of spirits both from shadow & of the strinking light they began to disrobe the illusions cast upon the empire & reviewing all of the building to be nothing more then rubble & wasteland, they woke the ppl from the illusion & showed them where to find clean food clothes & water, the spirits who reveal hidden treasures that had been stolen from their masters walked me to a chest where the most powerful of the Notoria stood and as soon as I was in front of it he smashed the chest wich was made of solid one piece stone turning it into rubble & my scroll was lying there on the floor.
In that moment the witch ran to me in apologies & said I never meant to steal it but the power was so tempting I just wanted to have the power to rule have mercy on me Solomon.
I told her your mercy is to live with what you have done, & for all you have done wrong to in your vane & greedy ways you shall never hear the end of their anger towards you for feeding them their own feces & making them give you all of their earnings your mercy is to live with this for the eternities here & in every afterlife, you have poisoned these people & all for the profit of being worshiped when you have done nothing to deserve so, that is how I shall leave you.
My scrolls were written to give the ppl of all lands & all countries flourishing gardens in their lawn, abundance of live stock & game, wild fruits & nuts to be harvested for all the waters of the earth to run pure as sweetened dew never ending never spoiling fulfilling all that drinks from the water of life, you have given the air such a stench when it use to smell of florals that could not be described & every breath filled all living things under the firmament with more years each & every breath, we use to live Thousands of years & in harmony we never ate so gluttonous that entire species went extinct we never wrotted from the insider with misery & grief of the foul & stench foods, your ways are not what my scrolls were written for & now i take them back and will restore the lands to what they once were.
Cmon baby let go home now i turned and said to my partner, & we began our journey into the land while it flourished at every step forward, leaving the with to her dismay the people left her a outsider cast away from the lands for even tho she had fed them of their own excrement, they were not so cruel as to torment her, her torture was to live with what she had done…
The end 🦅
