In Chaos: An Induction Rite

In Chaos ~Zero_One

(a personal joining rite between two but can be manipulated for the use of one (or many) attempting to induct himself into the chaotic and multiparadigmal world of magick.) Key: Sigil, mantra, identity destruction/creation, ceremonial. Play based on induction into the Autonomatrix but manipulated in such that it represents nothing having to do with the former. [Tools] - Razor for pricking and otherwise. . . - Magical weapon to sacrifice - We used our hematite rings which have been a symbol of our "marriage" for three years. (We are not legally married for personal reasons at this time.) - Two separate sigils of our magickal selves (signs of our autonomy). - Oath as sigil signed in blood. (Made from letters of Intention and secret vows of our union.) - Fool card - Death Card - Wheel of Fortune Card - Magician Card Statement: "We initiate ourselves into the current of chaos, we aspire toward illumination through my self as autonomous, and through each other as one." [Mantra from Intention] Redundant letters removed from each statement before comas. W E I N T A O U R S L V H C G F, W E A S P I R T O W D L U M N H G Y F, ANDTHROUG E CS ----WES IATSA NUEN RUHLOV LAMIK VAH CUUF WES ANAH SEPH TUH NE DOL UMINA LEN HAGYEF AHN TES RAH GE SHIK SA Eyes closed. Ten minutes of sound, (just intonation) delta .25 hz to bring forth the will and enter gnosis.While listening to only the sound and pushing away all thoughts, an empty and meaningless image such as an outlined shape should be focussed on. The sound meditation ends.

Ten minutes of mantra made from above statement is then performed using the sigils (of the magickal selves and the oath of intention, one by one on a far wall) as the image focus.. [Invocation of the Death Self] “We will become our deaths. Symbols of destruction. We may better understand the binary of all there is, Life and Death. And all that lies between.) WES ALEH COM NAH DEH SUR. SYM FO DESRAT. WES MAYA TER BENUH DESTA TAS BINRA LA SITH, L'FE NA DE'THA. NA LEH SAI YEB N'WEE A eulogy is read and the self is visualized as decaying and dying then being put back together with an extra quality added to it, the extra quality being significant of the creation of another identity, another shift of shape. My extra quality was a tale, connected to the powerful energy of the kundalini. Jason's extra quality was am amplification of his third eye. [A play of sorts is conducted using the upper arcana of the tarot showing the evolution of the self into the magician.] The Fool card is unveiled on the alter and a short prose is read “At the inception of my life, I knew not what life would offer. I grew to an adult and made adult decisions. I found no inspiration in the divine and turned inward for answers. Speculation and assumption became the vessel of my truth.” The Death card is unveiled on the alter and a short prose is read “At death, we learn the self is transitory, a collection of tastes, opinions, and idiosyncrasies. As the body fades, so does the aetheric body leaving nothing but the animating spark which becomes redistributed in new vessels.” The Wheel of Fortune is unveiled on the alter and a short prose is read “To Know, to Will, to dare, and to keep silent. Life, as a function of the universe finds itself governed by probability; chance seems the only fair morality in a world such as this one. Luck seems like the only desirable quality we could have, Belief as a tool, not an end in and of itself, and for this knowledge we feel fortunate.” The Magician card is unveiled on the alter and a short prose is read “Becoming has become a habit, seeing has become insight, the world has become a play ground, and spirituality has become a procedure. This self has died before and shall die again; this self has found creation with new attributes. This self has shifted into the current of chaos.” Each of our magic self sigils signed in blood as a reflection of our autonomy, separate from one another. Our joint sigil, an oath made, signed in blood. We cut and sealed our palms together in a reflection our oneness.

Our rings are destroyed as a sacrifice of that oneness - a paradox. All sigils are sealed in an envelope and laminated to the back of our journal. The joint sigil is our marriage to each other in the current of chaos, while the others are autonomous reflections of our selves.