Animis factis Magorum Tolpanis

Being the Spirit Actions of the Magicians of Tolpan

6:00pm June 14th 2010 - Sydney, Australia.  
The Fire Tablet: The Banner Angels Oip and Teaa - PART 2
The Vision of Teaa

I see the Holy Table and the four of use sitting about it. Four poles shoot down through the roof like spears and into the floor at each corner of the Table. Each is a banner bearing a letter of Teaa's name. They shift in arrangment an dorder, almost like trying to show me in a number of different ways what the represent. I'm pretty sure I make out "T" on the the front left, "E" on the front right, and two "A"s on the two rear corners. I can't tell if it's simply an ordered corner to corner way of reading or a zig-zag pattern. I stand and walk into the middle of the four banners (through the Holy Table).

I am pulled down into the earth, through a whirling tunnel of fire. I emerge through the roof of a massive subterranean cavern, lit by orange flame from somewhere. I am falling, but controlling my descent. I direct myself towards the floor of the cavern where a large area is composed of smooth, dark, obsidian glass. When I am standing on solid ground, I see that beyond the edge of this glassy surface the rock of the cavern rises up in rocky steps towards the sheer surface around the edge. There is a small opening in these stairs in the side of the cavern. The King stands there, with an armoured angel to his right. I recognise this angel as Oip. The King looks at me warily. He advances towards me down the stairs, but not by walking. He merely comes closer. There is a vague threat in his approach, but having had the experience before with Oip, who explained that he was merely demonstrating his authority, I do not back down. Oip moves with him, and I get the sense that it is not merely the two of them present.

When the King stands upon the glass before me face full of power and fury, I trace the symbol he gave me in 2005 in the air. He steps back, threat dropping, and from behind him steps another angel, all but identical to Oip. I get a feeling of having passed a test of some sort. Hooray. I also feel that there is another figure I cannot see behind the King. The King and Oip moved back in the same way, without walking. The new angel remains. I ask if he is Teaa and he resonds that he is. I test him with a Fire invoking pentagram and he responds accurately. He says he is here "By the King's Grace." (a phrase Oip also used, which I think may have left out of the account of that Vision)

I ask for his symbol and he also raises his elbows, forearms dangling, straight down this time. Two lines extend diagonally inward over him. At first I think they meet, making a triangle above the vertical line, but they do not. This makes a symbol almost identical to that of Oip's only the lower parts of the outer arm are vertical instead of angled outwards.
I ask him his nature: He is fortitude, strength, stalwart, drive, power, foundation. He also absorbs all that is seen (or all that is?) and reflects only Truth.
I ask him his planetary nature and he says Sol - I ask if he can tell me the same of the Oip and Teaa - he says the Banners are all of the King and all of Sol, but Oip and Pdoce are of another nature also. I have a vague sense of Virgo as an association, but perhaps that is my own mind trying to fill boxes.
I ask him his scent and he says hot sand, brine (as of an ocean boiled away to dryness), frankincense, and possibly juniper??
I ask him how he operates in my mundane life: Strength, striving for strength, driving forward.
I ask if he can help me in my mundnae life and again, like Oip he gives me some rudimentary instructions for sigil construction. 
I ask what colours are most his: Red, Yellow and Green. I comment that I see not Green here, and he responds that Green is inside him, unseen.
He says he is the beginning and end of the King. I comment that he and his fellow are much clearer than the Seniors were and he says of course they are, and he is, he has the King's Mouth. The King circles him. Hence he is clearer than his fellow Banner bearers. He says the Seniors follow the Banner bearers.

The vision feels nicely rounded off here and I feel no more need to linger or ask for more information. I see the King standing my the cave entrance as I look up from the floor of dark glass and launch into the air, through the roof and the tunnel of fire into the room, in the Holy Table, between the four Banners. I step out, the banners lift up out of the room, I sit back down, and return.

DEBRIEF
This vision was much more like a back and forth dialogue than any other. The whole feeling was different. Again the King was present. The others had similar experiences of the King's presence. Teaa said he is the beginning and the end of the King, which makes sense as the first and last letters of the name EdlprnaA are letters of Teaa's name, which also explains his saying that he has the Mouth of the King. When I last met the King in 2005 he did not speak - interesting. I wonder if he will this time when we skry him next, and if he will be alone.
The four banners which descended showing his name seemed to flit about in order, and also between Enochian letters and English letters - perhaps trying to get me to understand better. I wonder if the corner each letter landed on is significant in terms of the Holy Table. These banners also recalled the Vision of Oip with the battlefield littered with banners bearing singler Enochian letters.

The number four featured in this vision not only in Teaa's name, or the four banners, but in the themes of strudy foundations and stability. There was a distinctly earthy quality to Teaa despite his fiery nature - perhaps why I thought of Virgo as a link - not to mention the "absorbing all that is, reflecting only truth" thing.
I'm developing an idea about Sephiroth and the action of these Banner bearers, but it will have to wait until skrying Pdoce and the King to be sure, or see if it holds water.

Animis factis Magorum Tolpanis

Being the Spirit Actions of the Magicians of Tolpan

6:00pm June 14th 2010 - Sydney, Australia.  
The Fire Tablet: The Banner Angels Oip and Teaa

There were only four of us this time - we each sat at a quarter. A different experience.

The Vision of Oip

I hear a the sound of a banner or flag flapping in the wind behind me. I open my eyes to see a vast battlefield strewn with corpses stretching before me. All is silent except for the banner waving behind me. It bears the Enochian letter Med (O). Further off I see another banner stuck in the ground bearing the Enochian letter Ur (L) - or perhaps Gal (D) - but it could just be a mirrored image of Ur (L). In any case the impression is of banners everywhere with every letter represented. White feathers are raining from the sky. The ground is covered with the bodies of angels, all wearing burnished silver armour. I can see golden hair falling out from beneath their helmets. The field is a mass of shining silver and brilliant red from their cloaks and blood. The ground is muddy, as though it has soaked up the blood from the slain, and everywhere swords, spears, arrows are thrust forth from the mud and aI have to very carefully pick my way across the field. I am scrambling over bodies and blood, and mud and avoiding sharp blades. The only sound is the wind and the banners waving.

The atmosphere is almost that of an enormous explosion that literally only just settled the moment before I arrived. The banners of letters bring to mind the phrases "Battle of Angels" "Battle of Spirits", "Battle of Letters."

I see crows or ravens in the sky - I'm inclined to say ravens for some reason. I think I see some black feathers amongst the white drifting down from the sky like snow. I turn around and see a short distance away, down a slight incline, the black birds are swirling around a single corpse like a tornado of black wings. I hear their cawing echoing across the field. I feel a mild sense of urgency as I start picking my way across the field towards the body they are tearing at. I half think I hear the cries of a living voice. As I get closer the whirlwind of birds is suddenly blasted away as a brilliant light explodes forth from the ground and a glorious, shining angel stands there in all his glory, full of life, strong: resurrected. I think I even hear heavenly choirs singing somewhere. Very Hollywood. He lifts off the ground into the air. I hear more explosions of heavenly sound, and light shines forth from bodies all around me. Gradually the entire battlefield is wreathed in heavenly light and the armies are resurrected, flying up into the sky in a cacophany of choral sound and beating wings, leaving behind a barren brown plain of earth with no sign of battle or blood or debris anywhere.

To my right, in the distance I see a familiar looking figure - EDLPRNAA. The Kind of the Fire Tablet. He stands at the bottom of a low hill watching me keenly. From this distance he appears largely as he did in my last vision of him in 2005 - a man with a white (painted?) face and thin beard around his jaw and mouth. His robes are heavy and thick, made of red, black and gold. He lashes out his arm and an enormous tongue of flame flows towards me, missing me to my right by a few metres. I am a little alarmed as he seems to be attacking me. He fires off another blast to my left, and the ground splits open around me, rumbling. I look up into the sky and suddenly I am flying, borne through the air. At first I think it is me flying, but then I realise I am being carried away by an angel - I believe the very same one which first was resurrected.

We fly across terrain - desert, lakes, hills, forest (I get a little memory of Bastion riding Falcor the luck dragon in The Neverending Story, music and everything) until we touch down in a tranquil meadow with long green flowing grasses. In the distance I can see mountains, and I feel that the battlefield we have come from lies at the base of them.

I ask this angel if he is Oip and he says yes. I test him with a Fire invoking Pentagram and he responds smoothly. There follows a discourse which was markedly different to those I have with the Seniors. This angel is very clear in his statements and direct in his responses. He seems much more human, and perhaps paradoxically, both simpler than the vast Seniors and more wise and all encompassing than them.

Oip explains that his nature is the cycle of Conflict, Peace and Retribution (with each letter representing this circle respectively). I see in my minds eye his name arranged in a circle with O at the top, flowing down clockwise to I then around to P and then back up to O again. A cycle. However his says true nature is the transcendence and elevation above this cycle - Triumph, Glory, Victory. From within this circle a new line emerges thrusting up, breaking the circle's circumference. The theme of Resurrection rings strong in my head. The previous cosmic drama now seems an illustration of his nature.

I ask his symbol: He thrusts his elbows out to his side (still in armour) and his forearms angle in towards his body. His head lolls before rising to the centre and two lines extende up above the angle of his forearms to create ihs symbol (still trying to find the best medium to draw these and upload them) - I asked if this was a gesture I could use to connect with him as well as his symbol and he indicates yes. 
I ask his scent: Ashes. I probe this response for something more workable and it's almost as if he thinks and says frankincense. Cinnamon comes after with some further thought.
I ask him what his relationship is to Teaa and Pdoce: He says they are all equal, they are all of the same.
I ask him what they would say about the relationship between the three of them, and he almost seems to evade my question. The suggestion is that I ask each of them.
I ask why Edlprnaa, the King, tried to harm me: he says it was a demonstration of his power and authority. He explains that he and the other Banner bearers are "of him."
I ask how his force operates in my life: in the cycle of loss and success - his action is the progression beyond each cycle. Without him the cycle would be endless.
I ask if he can help me in my mundane life: He says yes and seems to give me some very basic instructions for sigil creation and anointing. The colours of the sigil are white or grey and the background seems to be brown.

The conversation ends and he again lifts me up and bears me back to the great earthen plain, formerly covered with corpses. I think I see the King in the distance again, watching, warily. The scene disolves and resolves into the room I began in, ending the vision.

DEBRIEF

It occurs to me that Oip's giving of frankincense and cinnamon as his scents after though were more his trying to fit his nature into a framework I understand. I had his solar nature in my head, as well as the martial scene I ad experienced, hence a solar and a martial scent were given.
After drawing the circle of Oip's name I had the impression of, and then the upward line I was immediately reminded of the whirlwind of ravens, which was broken apart by the rising of the great angel in the centre, who then launched straight up into the air.
Soror L had almost the opposite experience to me - the Seniors were more personal and these Angels were more distant and obtuse. All of us experienced the presence of the King in our visions, and we agreed that he is close to them or they to him, or that they are bound together in some way. Others had more specific symbols such as the throne of the King or his crown. Soror V and Frater SC said they had whirlwind imagery in some way as did I.

Animis factis Magorum Tolpanis

Being the Spirit Actions of the Magicians of Tolpan
4:00pm April 18th 2010 - Sydney, Australia. 
The Fire Tablet: Luna Senior

A brief intro to the work we've FINALLY commenced, and then the work itself. Yes, we finally got our group off the ground. The core four originally involved have lost a member (Frater D may work with us in future if he can), but we've gained about 10 more folks keen to work with the Enochian corpus in a group setting. At this, our first meeting, we had 9 magicians (not a particularly Enochian number - 7 would have been perfect, however considering we were invoking the Luna Senior, 9 was perfectly fine!). Soror L, Soror V and I were sort of de facto convenors (Soror L having done the work of organising the venue and FB events with much gratitude from all). First order of business was agreeing on the ritual structure - we used the ritual from Duquette's Enochian Vision Magic as a basis - and pronunciation of names. I "played Lon" and read the separate parts, guiding the ritual - this was an interesting challenge as I remember at the workshop Lon ran it was so easy to slip into trance - I remember seeing the room and the chairs and everyone in it being blown away by a storm of wind and sand and debris leaving a very Enochian terrain. This was more difficult. I didn't actually slip into trance until we had completyed the invokations. I read the 6th Key (we originally decided I'd read it repeatedly in Enochian until the energy had built while the rest of them chanted the Nalvage words, but I ended up saying it 7 times, with the fourth time in English without planning to at all - it felt suitably like what Lon calls "plugging in upstairs" - VERY empowering. I was virtually trembling by the end. We set up the space with a basic SDA on a round piece of MDF surrounded by four pillar candles, and the Ensigns I'd drawn on paper scattered around in the approriate arrangement, and the nine of us sitting in chairs in a circle around this. I had a paper version of the Lamen and held it up on "Behold the Lamen..." We burnt frankincense. We ended the opening of the ritual with an evokation of the hierarchy in Enochian, where we all chanted the names 7 times together, building to the final reitteration of "ALNDVOD" repeated together ad nauseum until we all faded into our own journeys...

The Vision of Alndvod

The room darkens. Shadows draw up to the edge of the circle, obliterating the world outside. In the centre of the circle the candles are dimmed. I become aware of a sound as of feathers being ruffled. Standing there in the centre is a hunched, man sized figure robed in green feathers, it looks over what seems to be its shoulder in my direction and its eyes are aflame. It lifts off the ground and into a star filled night sky, the Moon hanging full and purest white above. Without hesitation I leap into the air and follow this figure; the air is cold and the wind rushes past me. I find myself flying on the back of this creature, feeling the feathers under my hands, the flames from its eyes streaming behind. We are flying over the ocean at night. The ocean is tempest tossed and colossal waves reach up to drown us, but when it seems like the ocean itself is going to shatter the sky great sheets of flame and lightning stream out like a fiery barrier, forcing the ocean back down. Rather than this being the sea being beaten back by the power of fire, I get the sense of the dynamic tension between the watery Luna and the fire of the realm of the OIP Tablet - the interplay of opposites.

The green feathered creature with the flaming eyes flies straight at the Moon and is engulfed by it. The shining white circle of it fills my vision, a black letter Lamed blazes forth and I too am engulfed by the light, pulled into it.

We drift down into a square shaped room with a very high vaulted ceiling, stone walls and columns, wrought iron candelabras, etc. It is furnished with armchairs, tables, shelves around the edges filled with dusty books and objects. There is a fireplace on one wall, and a door in each wall adjacent. In front of the fireplace there are two chairs and a game of chess set up on a small low table between them. I see an abacus on a table behind.

The feathered figure stands near the chairs at the fireplace watching me. I realise that this is the L in ALNDVOD, and not the spirit itself, and that this room is the square upon which L resides on the Great Table. L walks to one of the doors and opens it. Brilliant white light streams forth and I see beyond another square room, this one filled with white light, so much so that the walls themselves are washed out and indistinct, but I can see that there is a door in each wall. In the centre of the room is a great Eye staring at me. It floats above the floor, white light radiating. I ask if this is Alndvod and I hear/understand the reply that it is it's Beginning and beyond are Followers, all Begin with it, and it is He. I look behind me as a great wind flies through the room I just came from, blowing open the door on the wall oposite, and then the doors on a series of rooms beyond, so that I see that this Eye is the A and each subsequent room is the abode of the spirit of another letter of Alndvod's name. I have an image (rather than actually seeing) of this great Eye flying across the night sky with six small green feathered creatures flying behind, flaming eyes trailing. The Eye seems to have a black pupil, and probably black iris, but if I think, it may have been brown - but it's overall feeling is of bright light and whiteness.

I return to the Eye and make a fire invoking pentagram. The gesture is repeated by it being emblazoned in the air surrounding the Eye. I imagine the Hebrew letter Ayin as a question (the Lamed I saw before had a clear meaning) and the answer comes that yes this is A, but I only see it as Ayin because of the way my mind works. It could be seen as any number of connected ideas connoting "A." I ask Alndvod what is his nature: He says following and tension. I ask his colour: Green. I ask his scent: charcoal and mint. I ask his taste: sweet & sour. I ask what symbols/items he bears: "I carry a Star, and nothing else." I ask if he has a symbol with whicih I may work with him: Two slanting lines trace down before the Eye to make a downward pointing arrow, then on the floor a single line draws down towards me, and then splits in two - each of these then curves up and makes two spirals. (I'll try to attach an image...) I was given a gestural form of this symbol as well. I ask if he has any lessons on Healing. He says no. I ask what he has to teach. He replies "You teach." (I am a teacher, so I take this as a kind of Enochian joke). I reply that I want to learn. "Your heart does, your head wants to teach." I thank Alndvod and ask if I may meet the rest of the Followers of which he is the Beginning. He gives assent.

I pass through L's room again, he stands by the fireplace and watches me. I ask him his nature: Tension (like the ocean and the fiery sky). He watches me pass through to the next room.

The next room is shaped exactly as the previous, only it is bare of furniture (I think). Another green feathered figures - N - darts from wall to wall to floor to ceiling like a bullet. It flashes right in front of me before stopping. I ask it its nature: fierce, cutting ties, severing. It almost feels like it is a great pair of scissors with only one function. It seems to be offering to cut something for me, or perhaps even cut me. I thank it and say I don't need it right now before hurriedly moving on.

The next room has no furniture but has a great bowl cut into the floor and a booming sound louder than a thunderclap and echoing deeper than the deepest cave blaring at me. A great sphere of dark light swirls over this bowl and in the centre floats another green feathered creature - D. I ask it its nature: size, big-ness, vastness, girth, SOUND.

The next room has a similar figure to N, but V darts more gracefully and easily. With more purpose than the unpredictable and fearsome N. I aks it its nature: darting, changeability.

The next room also contains a sphere, but this light is white with a very faint bluish tinge. In the centre of this sphere floats O, revelling in the space inside, swirling in circles one way vertically, horizontally, one direction, then another. I ask it its nature: freedom within boundaries.

As I reach the final room I see a fountain of water flowing up from the floor like a spout. I think I catch sight of D floating up through the jet of water and perhaps sitting on the fountain at the top, but Soror L is ringing the bell for us to return. I am pulled back through the rooms rapidly, doors slamming behind me. I see the door to the room with the Eye - A - swing shut, I echo a thanks, and L is pulling me upwards. I erupt through the floor and find myself back in the room. The others coming back to themselves also.

DEBRIEF

Several others shared visions involving Eyes, the colour green, feathers, and a Star. Other spiral symbols were received. Some others agreed with the charcoal scent. I have since read a fascinating essay by David Richard Jones linking the imagery of the Dee and Kelley Watchtower actions to the Biblical Revelations. In particular the idea of the four Kings of the Tablets being the four Kerubic creatures, which are described as having SIX WINGS (the Seniors) each of which have EYES where they enter.

Qabalah Water

(This title signifies all things occult int he ceremonial sphere - pun related to the different Romanised renderings of the Hebrew QBL. The insidious Kabbalah Centre has appropriated Jewish mysticism and turned it into glorified self-help. "Kabbalah Water?" Piss off - check out this discussion: http://curiouscurandera.blogspot.com/ in particular the poster "Caliban's" first response explaining the K/C/Q distinction)

Okay so me and another eCT member, Soror L, have been planning a series of Enochian workings based on the framework in Lon Milo Duquette's recent book "Enochian Vision Magick" http://www.amazon.com/Enochian-Vision-Magick-Introduction-Practical/dp/1578633826/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1211189236&sr=1-3

We brought two other order members on board who we knew would be interested. We've so far only been talking, and Soro L and I had a crafty day where we began to construct the Watchtowers, and draw the Ensigns, etc.

Since then we've been in the process of coming up with a name for the group and the workings. I consulted with a Latin scholar and we've all but settled on "Spiritis Factis Magorum Tolpanis" or the Spirit Actions of the Magicians of Tolpan. Tolpan is the 58th Part of the Earth as described in Liber Scientiae Auxilii et Victoriae Terestris (1585) which was described by the angels as being "under the South Pole" - hence is popularly believed to cover much of Australasia. Dee and Kelley referred to their workings as "actions" or "spirit actions" hence the name "Spiritis Factis Magorum Tolpanis." We may very well receive a word or name from the spirits ourselves to augment this title - I'd be very interested to see if there is an Enochian word with can attach to it. For instance, tolpan is the name "given by Man" but it is called ZILDRON "as named by God." The angels frequently communicate in gestures and symbols which act like passes, and can be accompanied by word-like sounds - at least in my limitted experience of the Enochian realms. The letter-essences work of Benjamin Rowe I've found useful in interpretting these Enochian words.

Anyway I won't talk too much about the actual results of this work here - we'll have a blog dedicated to that once we start up some serious "actions."