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Authors: E.A. Koetting, Kurtis Joseph, Asenath Mason, S. Connolly,
Edgar Kerval, Bill Duvendack, J.S. Garret, J.D. Temple, Frank White, Orlee
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 CONTENTS
Timothy - Pretext
E.A. Koetting
Koetting - The Grimoire of Azazel
1. The Serpent's
Serpent's Breath
Breath
2. Disciple
Disciple of Ant'Harratu
3. Darkness
Darkness Communing With Darkness
4. Soul Forging
Forging
5. Evocation
Evocation of Azazel
6. Reverse
Reverse Possession
Kurtis Joseph
Joseph - The Scapegoat
Scapegoat
7. The Scapegoat
Scapegoat
8. The Infernal
Infernal Creation
9. The Azazelian
Azazelian Agenda
10. Anchoring
Anchoring the Power
Power Within
11. Demons
Demons in the Flesh
12. Infernal
Infernal Conception
13. Encountering
Encountering Naamah
Naamah
14. The Forge
Forge of the Blacksmith
Blacksmith
15. Forging
Forging the Armor of Tubal-Qayin
16. Evocation
Evocation of Naamah the Pleasant
17. Opening the Gates of the Accursed Ones
18. The Sexual Key of the One Tree
19. Grimoire of the Forbidden Brothers
20. In Conclusion
Asenath Mason - Father of Transgression
21. Father of Transgression
22. The Eater of Sins
23. The Goat-Headed Witch Lord
24. The Lord of Wilderness
S. Connolly - Azazel: Keeper of the Gate
25. The Horned Scapegoat
Edgar Kerval - Azazel: The Devourer of Souls
26. Introduction
27. The 11 Flames of Azazel
Bill Duvendack - Who Watches the Watchers?
28. Who Watches the Watchers?
J.S. Garrett - The Silent Voice of Azazel
29. The Silent Voice of Azazel
J.D. Temple - The Way, the Truth & the Absence of Light
30. Azazel: The Way, the Truth & the Absence of Light
Orlee Stewart - The Feeding of the Forgotten
31. The Feeding of the Forgotten
Frank White - Azazel: The Conqueror
32. Claiming Your Throne Between the Worlds
W.J. Oliver - The Grimoire of King Paimon
33. Adversarial Consciousness & Deific Masks
34. Paimonius: The Ascended Master
35. Djinn Kings: Labal & Abalim
36. Abalim: Blood & Fire Ritual
37. King Paimon's Letters of Manifestation
38. Lucifer: The Great Architect
39. Hymn to Lucifer
40. Last Gnosis From King Paimon
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 Pretext
Timothy

No hint will be necessary to help you to understand at what moment

in history the dualistic fiction of a good and an evil God first became
possible. With the same instinct by which the subjugated reduce their
God to “Goodness in itself,” they also cancel the good qualities from
their conqueror’s God; they avenge themselves on their masters by
diabolizing the latter’s God. The good God and the devil as well: both
the abortions of decadence.
 —Friedrich Nietzsche, The Antichrist 

BLACK magician denotes an ethnic identity.

identity. No singular identity has
suffered as much literal, institutional demonization and hatred as black 
magician 
magician  in human history—an a priori truth by definition. On every
continent in every time, from precolonial Americas both North and South,
across Asia through Europe and down to Africa, any person who acted in
contrast to religious orthodoxy became color-coded as black   and direction-
coded as left . Whether designated a devil, demon, div, djinn, witch, and so
on, this reactionary, underlying tradition of demonization has recurred on
record everywhere, albeit under regional nomenclature. From isolated Congo
villagers and Persian desert nomads, to forest ascetics in India and pagans in
Ireland, place a finger randomly on a world map, and those people
historically possess a tradition that alienated and punished so-called black
magicians.
Two common theories have arisen among anthropologists as to why black 
and left   became universal designations of evil: (1) 90% of humans possess
right-handed dexterity therefore leftness as a side or direction feels strange
physically—ergo, humans psychologically identified left as queer, defective,
and erroneous; the term dexterity itself comes from Latin dexter 
dexter  and means
right-handed, while sinister means
sinister means left-handed; (2) ancient people’s beloved,
light-bringing sun god abandons them at night in blackness and coldness to
fend off predators alone—ergo, ancients identified blackness and shadows as
deadly and dangerous. This primitive bias against leftness and darkness has
affected every civilization, as such, humans have universally considered both
conditions deviant, and then extended those same codes to deviant humans.
In summary, to openly prefer black  and
 and left  over
 over white and
white and right  defies
  defies the
entire known history of humanity’s socio-religio-political norms. In other
words, it is completely normal for traditional people to view a black magician
as strange.
Every sorcerer knows of witchcraft prohibition in dominant mainstream
religions like Christianity and Islam. However, to provide an example of a
woefully understudied pagan civilization utterly steeped in historical accounts
of wild, phantastical sorcery—both factual and mythical—medieval Ireland
codified laws that explicitly outlawed sorcery with accompanying precedents
and case examples in their unearthed Brehon Law  Law  tracts. This naturally
protected island (Ireland means Land of the Goddess or Land of Erin)
featured Brehons 
Brehons  (a threefold occupation of poet, judge, and priest— 
commonly known as Druids
as  Druids)) whom roved between túaths (communal
túaths (communal tribal
lands) to unleash blistering Conor McGregor-like storms of insults against
criminals in front of their tribe, thus acting like a prototype of attorney and
ournalist in one; tribespeople received their social news from these dramatic
bonfire curse performances, wherefore their hexes were called black speech.speech.
Even if not a sorcerer, a Brehon-Druid might still demonize a criminal with
that moniker like pinning a scarlet letter on their breast, because it would
dishonor a felon so badly that it “raised blisters on their face” and
“decapitated them” according to folklore—colorful euphemisms that mean
they became embarrassed and lost face among their people. Two thousand
years ago, Ireland fostered a bona fide  pagan anarchism 
anarchism  with communal
property, infernal necromantic astrological festivals like Samhaine, and no
omnipotent state-ruler as found in contemporaneous empires like Rome,
Greece, and Persia—although, this rare, halcyon anarchy degenerated over
millennia as waves of Vikings and particularly Christians under Saint Patrick
invaded and corrupted their customs with toxic, imperial, Western institutions
like Church and State. As a civilization Ireland utilized baneful curses and a
word-of-mouth social credit score—a numerical honor code—to facilitate
ustice; if a denizen’s honor score dropped too low then their tribe dissociated
from them, alas that person lost access to their shared economy and suffered
vagrancy. Furthermore, Irish gentry reconciled wrongdoings by invoking
these respected Brehon-Druids to cast elaborate, violent, effigy curses— 
records of which have been mistakenly classified as satire poetry in Western
literary canon today.
The reader may see an example of an authentic Brehon death curse called a
glám dícenn  below from  Early Irish Satire  by Irish linguist Roisin
McLaughlin from the Dublin Institute for Advanced Studies; insults found
therein will sound quaint to a contemporary person but they carried grave
implications back then. Druids would have chanted this rite in harmony atop
a hill in alignment with an astrological lunar phase, wherefore they stabbed a
clay effigy of their victim with long whitethorn needles. This sample contains
three identifiable instances of diabolization:
Sweat from him on the hot day! [Curse one]
Conaire! [Name of criminal]
May he be two years in sickness [Curse two]
An evil roasted goat! [Curse three]
You dour, ignorant son of hell [Demonization one]
You captured goose
You feet of an ox
You rude devil who drinks the ale [Demonization two]
You pale, thieving churl, [Accusation of crime, e.g., thievery]
You mouth of a one-eyed hag [Demonization three]
This curse demands that Conaire suffer a heat stroke sickness and then die
like a roasted goat. In other words, this exemplifies a fatal curse on a thief—a
cruel, suffering punishment on a man whom they apparently caught stealing.
The last line calls him “mouth of a one-eyed hag” which contains two classic
connotations of witchcraft; one eye suggests a supernatural augur, and mouth
of a hag suggests a spellcaster or witch. Altogether, it calls him evil, a son of
hell, a devil, and a sorcerer. As bizarre as this indictment may sound to a
modern ear, it would horrify a normal person back then, ruin Conaire’s honor
score, and probably exile him.
The most infamous and spookiest example of a glám dícenn or death poem
comes from Uraicecht Na Ríar: The Poetic Grades in Early Irish Law by
linguist Liam Breatnach:
Evil, death, short life to Caíar,
Spears of battle kill Caíar,
 As evidenced, not only did earlier humans view deviant magick as an
existential danger, they deemed it necessary to institutionally name, suppress,
and punish it. Needless to say, examples of magick prohibition, witch-
shaming and hunting, and violent demonization of sorcerers exist in
mainstream religions like Christianity and Islam. However, that tradition of
prohibition extends much further back into the earliest pagan religions, and
provides a preponderance of legal evidence that humanity as a whole has
always considered black magick a taboo or crime. As an amusing specimen
of this, a medieval, Christian Irish law text  Penitentials 
 Penitentials  outlawed misuse of
love spells, and lays a harsh six-year penance. Ritual performance of epaid
(love charms and sex magick) was known as ‘bed witchcraft’ or fubae n-
imda.
imda. An example of a law from this aforementioned text:
If any cleric or woman who practises magic have led astray anyone
by their magic, it is a monstrous sin, but it can be expiated by penance.
(Such an offender) shall do penance for six years, three years on an
allowance of bread and water, and during the remaining three years he
shall abstain from wine and meat. If, however, such a person has not led
astray anyone but has given [something] for the sake of wanton love to
someone, he shall do penance for an entire year on an allowance of
bread and water. If a woman by her magic destroys the child she has
conceived of somebody, she shall do penance for half a year with an
allowance of bread and water, and abstain for two years from wine and
meat and fast for the six forty-day periods with bread and water.
Christian clerics classified heathenry like this altogether under an umbrella
Latin term: maleficium (evil
maleficium (evil deed). This dogmatic diabolization of polytheism
into heathenry, ritual into sorcery, and deities into demons has shaped the
contemporary Western worldview so much that even New Age white witches
tend to look askance at demons—they still worry that these beautiful gods
and goddesses are secretly ugly devils, as indoctrinated throughout
Abrahamic mythology.
Let there be no confusion: the term demon is racist . It disparages an entire
ethnicity or category of ancient spirits. Black magician as an out of the closet 
identity or as a legally protected ethnic
protected ethnic group has only come into existence in
modern time: progressive law courts have ruled to erect Baphomet statues in
American town squares, given religious licenses to Luciferian and Satanic
Churches, and groups of witches perform goddess rituals in public parks in
broad daylight.
 Young generations of magicians take this freedom as a given; they have
never known a world without it; however, black magician and witch together
as an ethnicity constitutes the last social group to
group to have received standing in a
legal and cultural context, because they plainly declare: “I deny your norms
entirely. You will never victim-blame me again.”
The tribe 
tribe  has always viewed a black magician as a scapegoat . Hitherto,
they always used the devil
the devil as
 as a mantle by which they purged their collective
guilt on an individual.
individual. Even a suburban stereotype of a lonely gothic teenager
who suffers bullying from popular jocks in high school emphasizes this
tradition; these vanilla athletes purge their resentments and anxieties through
bullying a misunderstood outcast.
The Demonic Gatekeeper, Azazel, epitomizes abolition of that bully vs.
victim, tribe vs. sorcerer, white vs. black, right vs. left tradition. The Sun god
purged his anxieties through banishing Azazel. And now this god-damned
Scapegoat, this Fallen Angel, this leader of The Watchers… he rises in
vengeance to steal his fire back forever—and give it back to you
to  you too.
 too.
TIMOTHY
 Austin, Texas
The Grimoire of Azazel
E.A. Koetting
Grimoire One
 The Serpent's Breath
Chapter Two

“BREATHE the Serpent's Breath upon the Path of Darkness so that I

may become an Immortal King and open the Gates of Transfiguration,” I
began the invocation, standing behind the altar in my Temple. “The Gate is
open. My Gate is open. Spirits fall inside the darkness, but the Dragon's Eye
will keep me from destruction.”
The air in the closed room stirred, not pushed by open windows as there
are none in my Temple, nor was the draft pushed in by the air conditioning
unit, as I had made a point to switch the unit off before beginning the ritual. I
knew that the air had been coaxed into action by the opening of a doorway
between the worlds, the astral winds transferring its elemental demonstration
into the world of substance.
“All the spirits who have ever stood beside me, please stand with me now,”
I petitioned the unmanifest forms hiding just beyond the edge of my vision.
Stand with me now! Belial, Amaymon, Azazel, Abaddon, Lucifuge,
Beelzebub, Baal, Asmodeus, Satan. Ram Ham Satolas! Ram Ham
Satolas! Ram Ham Satolas!
Thunder cracked above the Temple and wind began beating the walls and
doors. I announced to the thickening air:
Azazel, the sky has blackened for you!
The sky is blackened for you. The sky is blackened to herald your
coming. Lucifer-Amaymon, with your light, I light the darkness. Within
the darkness, I find my way. There’s a storm, a storm that is blowing, a
storm that is ripping across this land. This storm was not here, not until I
called it, not until I stirred up evil!
Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel.
Itz Ra’Cha Azazel.
Azazel told me that I must pass from one master to another. He said
 that I cannot enter one Gate while I still linger in the last.
Lucifer-Amaymon, I thank you.
I thank you for all that you’ve taught me, all that you've given to me,
all that you've shared with me.
I thank you.
I now approach the Azazel Gate. Amaymon has shown me that the
Gate, his Gate, is always open now in me, through me, through all others
who have joined with him.
He now walks this world. Amaymon.
“Azazel is fierce. He’s fiercely entering this world,” I heralded as the
reality of it manifested to my awakened senses. “The Dragon's Eye is open.
The Serpent’s Sight is mine.”
I gazed at the sign of Azazel, which is a sigil of Saturn, which is the
balance of the flesh and the soul, the formed and unmanifest, the darkness
and the oppressive light. I recited over and over:
Azazel. Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha
Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz Ra’Cha Azazel. Itz
Ra’Cha Azazel. Azazel. Azazel.
His sigil came to life, the lines of ink vanishing from the paper and
reappearing no longer bound to the fibers but suspended in the air, both
hovering above and sinking into the square paper.
I carried flame to a heavy copper chalice and ignited the high proof alcohol
inside, sending an initial burst of fire into the air, then stabilizing. I gazed into
the flames to scry into the very room in which I stood, to see what was there,
unseen.
“I can faintly see him in the flames,” I whispered, restraining my glee to
avoid being pulled out of the trance.
Azazel! Oh, he appears as the satyr. He appears as the satyr as he’s
always appeared to me. Ebon. Furious—a fury that is buried in darkness.
Alash tad al’ash tal ashtu!
I called his name aloud, but as I called it the third time, I knew that I was
rushing the process. I needed to slow down, refocus my intention and
attention, generate a cloud of transcendental energy in the Temple, and then I
could solidify Azazel in a physical form.
I turned inside of myself, and within seconds I opened my eyes and carried
with me a wake of power, laser-focused, and directed towards the single
objective of materializing Azazel.
 “Come forth, Azazel, from the realms of blackness,” I commanded,
noticing the stirring air freezing and hanging, so still that it seemed it would
start to drip into puddles on the floor. Before the air could change state, it
moved again, every particle of air throughout the room being sucked into the
center, to the empty space before the altar, the incense smoke and burnt
alcohol exhaust tracing the path of sudden gravity to a point directly in front
of my sight. I continued the conjuration:
From the Infernal Empire, from your abode in shadow, come forth
from your abode in flame. Come forth in the name of Archaelus. Come
forth, Azazel!
The empty space that had sucked the air from the room was no longer
empty, but was inhabited by a flashing, gaping tear in the fabric of reality.
I looked down at the altar to find my questions or notes or something that
would tell me what to do next, as my mind had forgotten everything. My eyes
found the pact that I made with Azazel. At the conclusion of my first
pathworking with Azazel I had destroyed the original pact, but not before
making a copy, so I would always remember, so that I would always know.
I read the words of the pact aloud, to Azazel and to myself:
Azazel, Grand Demon and Gatekeeper of the Infernal Empire, I,
Archaelus, otherwise known as E.A. Koetting, make and sign this
covenant with you on this 22nd day of December, the year 2010.
I covenant to submit myself to you, to turn my spiritual and temporal
welfare into your hands and the hands of your demons.
I covenant to obey your commands and follow your directions, that
you will lead me into power and glory.
I covenant to forsake all other gods and spirits and demons or other
entities to ally with you alone.
In return for this oath you will grant me the most secret knowledge
of your power and leave nothing a mystery to me.
You will surround me with your familiars to do my bidding until the
time has come for me to raise my own demonic army.
You will instruct me in the knowledge and the power to become a
demonic king in my own right, withholding nothing that would allow
me to the fullness of the power that you yourself hold.
Further, in exchange for this pact, you and your demons will ensure
the flow of prosperity and monetary wealth into my life which I may use
for any purpose.
 You will ensure that the books which I write over these three years
will see success beyond any book that has been published so far on the
subject of the occult.
Azazel, in your name and in the names of Belial, Abaddon, and
Amaymon, I call the Gates of the Infernal Empire to open to me and for
this pact to be accepted.
With all that I have experienced after signing that pact, not a trace of doubt
lived in me.
“Azazel,” I spoke the name of my greatest mentor.
You have fulfilled every last word of your promises, Azazel. Every
last word. And, I, Azazel, I've done all that you suggested. I've done all
that I promised I would do. Azazel, I have used sorcery to amass a literal
fortune, the likes of which I cannot even spend. This fortune I have
dedicated into the service of you and yours, into the opening of the
Gates. Azazel, I have built a beacon to bring forth the awakened so that
we will be drawn together and united. Azazel, I have called out to the
ends of the earth, and in my calling I have spoken your name so that all
may hear, so that all may know. Azazel. Azazel. Azazel.
Azazel answered me with thunder and lightning crashing outside. Indeed,
Azazel is a powerful one, one of the most powerful.
Azazel, I have made myself strong as you have said. I am strong and
I have become so strong in so many ways. I have struck down all my
enemies. I have made them impotent against me, and I thrive. I thrive. I
thrive. Azazel, I have built an empire, an empire greater than any empire
that has ever been upon this earth, and it is an empire devoted to you and
I serve it with my life and my breath, with my body and my soul.
Azazel, I have gathered with those who have heard the call of darkness.
We, children of darkness, we volunteer our bodies and our souls as the
bridge over which you may pass into this world. Azazel, we sacrifice
our bodies and our souls as the bridge through which you may pass into
this world. Azazel, I am your Gate!
Azazel finally spoke.
You have awoken. You are awake. Call forth Ant’harratu for he
speaks for me, and he will tell the rites that you must do. When they are
done, I surely will come to you.
“Azazel, all rites? What are these rites?” I asked, worried that I had missed
some important details somehow. “Ant’harratu will tell me how to do them,
but what are they?”
Azazel’s iron voice listed the rites:
The Rite of Transfiguration, Rite of Domination, and Rite of
Withdrawal. There is much work to be done, Archaelus. You have come
this far and almost did not make it. You have come this far, not to find
the end of the path, but to finally find where you begin, for until now,
not even now, but a future now, until that point in the future…
Azazel’s words, or the ideas that he transmitted which my mind formed
into words, were no longer clear, no longer directed, as if the words drifted in
the air by themselves, without a source to command them into meanings.
Azazel was still heavy in the Temple’s air—I could feel him there. But his
vision and voice flickered and jumbled. I struggled to regain the connection,
to finish receiving the message. “A future now,” I repeated the last words that
I remembered hearing from Azazel. “Until that point in the future… some
point, I don’t know what point that is,” I said, working through the message
as I spoke it. Then the words became clear, as if my mental storm had
suddenly evaporated.
Azazel said:
Until that point, you will not have really existed at all. You just
thought you have existed. You have just thought you are. But surely you
will Become.
“Azazel, is there any more for me to know?” I asked.
“Discipline,” the demon’s voice creaked at me.
Discipline. Each day, each day you must approach. Each day you
must approach the crossroads, and each day, each day you must enter
into realms of ancient forgetfulness, into realms of nothingness. When
you become nothing then you can begin to understand. Daily, eradicate
all of you, eradicate every last piece. Dismantle this world, sight, sound,
touch, taste, smell. Thought. Until there's nothing left.
“Thank you,” I said, watching the wound between the worlds in the center
of the Temple close and heal and vanish. “I will do this. I commit myself to
this devotion, Azazel.”
He was already gone.
So it is done.
 Disciple of Ant’harratu
chapter Two

Ant’harratu materializes first as a vapor or a thin smoke filling the

northwestern part of the Temple. After spiraling about for several
moments as if surveying the Temple for danger or trickery, his form
materializes as a figure cloaked and hooded in black. Often, the
Gateway of Pacts is emblazoned on the chest of his robe, or on the part
of his hood covering his forehead, not embroidered into the astral
material, but burning like a psychic brand.
Ant’harratu is possibly the most powerful of all the Nethers. He is a
maker of miracles. He claims to have taught sorcery to the priests of
Babylon, Egypt, and Olmec.
It was by Ant’harratu’s invisible hand that many of the miraculous
alterations in my own life and circumstances were brought about.
 —E.A. Koetting, The Book of Azazel

IN addition to a good third of my home being dedicated as a Black

Magick Temple, my backyard extends for miles and miles into beautiful
wilderness, absent of homes, powerlines, and human noise. With a canteen on
my hip, I will spend hours—sometimes days—alone, silent in the wilderness,
more one of the creatures of the land than a person in a manufactured world
with its unrelenting population quickly eating itself alive.
In those woods I have found many places of power, some of them Native
American burial sites, some old pioneer sites, some places that seem to have
never been touched by human hands, and some are those that I have created
and dedicated to the Works of Darkness.
Taking as few ritual implements as necessary, while hauling two cinema
cameras, several lenses, tripods, and a voice recorder with me, I headed to
one such magickal vortex, encircled with tree branches to form my ritual
space.
My intent was to become completely possessed by Ant'harratu, to discover
the rites that Azazel has instructed me to seek out: The Rite of
Transfiguration, Rite of Domination, and Rite of Withdrawal.
My left hand balanced a large, brass singing bowl on a flat palm, the
leather-wrapped mallet perched like an oversized pencil upon the fingers of
my right. “From this moment until the end of the ritual, my words are no
longer mine,” I announced more to myself than to the humming cameras.
My body is no longer mine. My mind is no longer mine. I am no
longer mine. All that I am, all that I have, I abandon to fully immerse
myself in this Black Flame.
Azazel gives the power of spells, of conjurations that cause the earth to
shudder and the sky to wail. He has given IAO to bring forth form to
manifest from the unmanifest formlessness. IAO is the form and the creator
of the form. OAI is the formless, the primordial. He also gives the secret
formula OIA, which conquers form and transfigures formlessness. More on
this is revealed in a latter part of the current text.
I intoned the sound IAO, slow and focused on the power of every sound,
pushing the unseen realm into obedience as I called.
“Come forth Azazel, and bring your strongest ones to me,” I sang until the
cool air, my voice matching the wavering hum of the singing bowl as the
mallet slid along the rim. “Come forth Azazel and deliver to me Ant’harratu.
Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu.” My voice fell to whispers as I chanted his name,
more silent each time, “Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu,
Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu, Ant’harratu.”
The Dark Spirit Ant'harratu was there, without question. He drifted only a
couple of feet from me, his ethereal robed form seeming to float on the draft
passing ceaselessly over the crust of the Earth, hovering over the branches
laid in a circle around me.
With all of my will, I released myself and I invited him in, offering myself
to him to ride and to take and to use as his vehicle to work in this world.
Ant'harratu did not   come into me, and as I invited him again and again,
opening myself fully to him, I understood that the truth was that he could not
possess me.
“There is a lock placed there by these Gatekeepers,” he revealed. I could
see in my inner vision that which his words could not explain. It was not
necessarily a lock but a pact, a binding pact, an agreement. Not a law to be
followed, but an understanding between spirits.
I was satisfied with that definition, even though I couldn’t let go of the fact
that he used the word lock , and he is one to choose his words carefully.

Birthing the Nether Orb

Ant’harratu’s words did not come from his mouth nor even from his
mind, but from his abdomen. I would like to have reported that it came from
his solar plexus, as that is the most accurate position and location from which
his transmissions came. The problem was that there was nothing solar about
it; his stomach, from skin to soul, was a Nether Orb.
Simple language is incapable of describing that which can only be
experienced firsthand. Imagine a concave orb beaming with darkness. Your
mind, grasping for defined edges and a measurable circumference, most
likely produced the image of a ball with sections of it caved in like a deflated
soccer ball. Ant’harratu’s Nether Orb in his navel is completely concave—a
sphere with the circumference on the inside and the center on the furthest
edge.
Imagine a perfectly round balloon being inflated, the latex skin stretching,
stripes of color weakening as it expands across the larger surface. Continue to
imagine it inflating until it bursts. Pause the inner screen of your imagination
and play the final quarter of a second back a few times, familiarizing yourself
with how your mind constructed an exploding balloon.
Finally, imagine that balloon, which is also a concave orb, growing smaller
and smaller as it consumes more air, but it doesn’t shrink or wrinkle, the
whole sphere simply growing smaller without losing proportion and
roundness. Shrink it in your mind until it explodes. Be careful that it explodes
rather than implodes, as this is the crucial factor.
The explosion created even in your mind by this imagination can be
devastating, and so much more destructive than when the balloon popped
from growing too large.
Play the orb sequence again, growing smaller until it explodes, and notice
how, unlike the large balloon pop, the explosion of the miniscule balloon
never seems to stop, but at the same does not slow, but merely continues to
explode, darkness without end.
Once you can clearly see all of this occurring, place the visualized orb over
and inside of your solar plexus, and as the Nether Orb detonates within you,
the chain reaction begins, drawing the light from the solar source within your
 formed a paradise, lost inside of eternal nothingness. And from there, we
have since challenged creation.
“Are you then simply creations of the Divine?” I asked, shocked at the
simplicity and obviousness of the duality presented.
“Yes,” Azazel replied. “As much as you are.”
“Is it your Destiny or your program to help us evolve?” I asked, trying to
maintain a lead on the direction of the conversation, but feeling quite lost by
it.
“Our commandment was to stay out of your way,” the demon snarled
through the mirror.
To leave you be, unto your own stumbling, to leave you be unto your
own stumbling. We knew at once that this creation would be a mistake,
and then the creations would turn against the creator and all things
would return to nothing, and so we intervened to bring those souls into
darkness, into evil, into rebellion, in order to transcend the divine plan,
to step outside of it and to becoming Gods ourselves together.
Recalling a phrase that Azazel had spoken to me and had told me that he
would teach me in this scrying session, I asked him to teach me Soul Forging.
His image disappeared from the mirror, and in its place I could see a sign or
symbol, like crescent moons overlapping, each crescent rotating until all of
them locked into place, then forming a symbol called the Triple Chalice.
“The Triple Chalice,” I said aloud to myself. The symbol itself looked
almost identical to the sigil most commonly used for Azazel, which is also a
sigil associated with Saturn, except for the Triple Chalice contains a slight
addition to give the whole image the appearance of three chalices combined
into one.
 Triple Chalice
A round cloud of astral mist formed on the mirror and when it cleared it
revealed the Seed of Darkness, a nonagram, the nine-pointed star. Azazel
then appeared again, not replacing the Triple Chalice and the Seed of
Darkness, but they and he sharing my vision. He did not appear as the satyr
or the demon world-eater, but instead as a pregnant woman near her due date.
Her clothing style and physical features lent a Middle Eastern look, like a
young, glowing, pregnant Pakistani woman.
Of all his appearances, this was most shocking to me.
He spoke in his masculine, commanding voice, issuing out from the
woman’s body tortured by the weight and the size of another inside of her:
“You have not known all this time,” meaning that I haven't seen his feminine
side, that I've only seen Al Uzza, one of his permeations, but only
superficially and more in research than in contact.
“This is more who I am than any other manifestation,” the harsh voice still
grinding out of the petite Madonna’s mouth. “Even Saturn, Binah, is
feminine, and the Moon of Saturn Mimas is feminine.”
I understood what he was telling me, I just didn’t understand why it was
important that I know Azazel as female figure or a feminine force, especially
as Azazel had spent the last several years of my life as his student convincing
me of his unquestionable masculinity.
One of your appearances to me is so certainly masculine,” I voiced my
confusion aloud. “We all wear masks, don’t we, Archaelus?” Azazel replied.
“We are all wearing masks.”
Yes, we do. Yes, we are.
The image of the woman Azazel, the Goddess Azazel, vanished from the
mirror, and the Triple Chalice shimmered in the center of the black, solid
surface. “Awaken this as the vessel,” Azazel’s voice drifted from the mirror,
becoming ever more feminine as he spoke. “Awaken it as the container, the
egg of all that you hope this soul to be.”
I could see it so clearly in the mirror before me, the symbol of the Triple
Chalice. Still holding the vision of it in my mind and sight, I imagined the
creature that I might create, that I would will into existence and release upon
creation.
I split my mind once more, focusing on those while then giving equal
focus to the Seed of Darkness, with it injecting into the Triple Chalice hatred
and sickness, death and rot. I began to see something stirring inside the
chalice, at first in twitched and then started thrashing, being birthed into the
Nether Realms as my own monstrous creation. I saw in the mirror a star
expanding forever, growing infinitely brighter and hotter within a moment. I
saw a neutron star being born when the Seed of Darkness united with the
Triple Chalice.
I reset my vision on the purpose of its birth, on the destiny I would install
into the evil soul, giving it its direction and directive.
“Name it,” Azazel’s voice instructed. “Name it!”
I had not thought of a name for it. I hadn’t looked through books of
popular names to give new black souls, nor had I consulted ancient
dictionaries to find a perfectly wicked sounding name with a matching
hideous translation. Regardless, a name appeared in my mind:
“Steggam’tah,” I named the creature, and then chanted its name at the
moment of its birth. “Steggam’tah, Steggam’tah, Steggam’tah.”
Azazel’s wisdom as a Father of Darkness came into and through me.
All your ambitions are fulfilled in this, and what you have
programmed this soul with is its eternal predisposition. As it grows and
evolves it will find other ways of fulfilling this. You must always keep it
on the path that you wish for it to travel, steer it regularly towards the
places it needs to go, so that it will learn how to harness the fullness of
its powers, so that it will mature and grow in wisdom and power.
As you gaze upon the Triple Chalice, inject the Seed of Darkness into it,
bringing this symbol down into your vision and projecting a forth into the
Chalice. With the fullness of your will and with a certainty of your power and
authority, force the Seed into the Chalice. The Seed of Darkness is too heavy,
it is too powerful, and it is too immense to simply slide into the Chalice. It
must be forced, pushed with all of your will, while the Triple Chalice is held
open by a readiness to receive. This is the Chemical Wedding applied to evil
ends. Once the union has been consummated and the flash of creation has
struck, awaken the soul that you have created.
“Awaken, Steggam’tah! Awaken, Steggam’tah! Awaken, Steggam'tah!”
He was born and I no longer saw it for what it could become, but instead
saw Steggam’tah for what it was in that moment. The soul was small, very
small, in need of growing power.
“Steggam’tah,” I called it again to give the fledgling monster made of
darkness its first command. A newly formed evil soul needs to grow, and like
all things in this realm, to grow it must consume. This soul was neither a
child to me, nor a ward, nor a companion. I had created it all along for the
purpose of becoming a Monster God, a wrathful destroyer raised to
transcendental heights upon piles of skulls and worlds destroyed and sucked
of all life and light and movement. His first meal, then, would be to feast
upon human suffering, and I had already prepared the sacrifice, one whose
actions had elected him for misery, followed by eternities of nothingness
within the abyssal belly of Steggam’tah. I held the vision of this victim in my
inner sight, feeling the signature of his soul radiating from him underneath
the noise of his aura. I pushed this vision to the evil soul. Through telepathy I
showed him how to kill, how to feed from death, and how to prolong
suffering to squeeze the flavor of marrow from every last bone.
Steggam’tah, go forth to the one that I have seen, go forth through
one I name, go forth through one who harasses me. Make his breath to
 stop, make his heart to cease, make his throat close. His soul is your
sacrifice. Inhale it and consume it, become it, and then swallow it into
your nothingness.
The creature had doubled in size even as I addressed it, spikes emerging
from an oozing, tumored blob, a thousand greedy mouths emerging and
eating to the surface of its visible form, the mere attention of its creator
feeding it power.
Steggam’tah, you are named the Eater of Souls, the Sickener of
Men. You are the evil that lies in wait, and you are the curse, the lasting
curse. Now, I sent you forth to him, to your first sacrifice, who awaits
you.
The empty blackness behind Steggam’tah in Mirror Gate swirled, forming
a portal that would lead Steggam’tah to his sacrifice. As it slowly dissipated
from sight, I recited the invocation:
Itz rachu mantantu vespacha kaltamu. Itz ranta mant kala mant atzu
belt tazu. Vaskalla itz ratzu kantantu velchatza!
With every repetition it grew at the same time that it faded. I had no doubt
that the malevolent soul that I had just created can and will do as it is told to
do, only by me, its Creator.
Through this, which is more a process of creation as an act of magickal
will and focused spiritual force than a ritual, you can birth souls, and these
souls are indeed autonomous beings. It cannot be overstated that these are not 
simple servitors, but they will take the things that you have programmed
them with and will take all that they learned of power, all that they have
learned of glory, and they will settle into their own Ascent.
They may be ugly and hideous, or beautiful and terrifying, but whatever
they may be they are yours, yours, yours always, until the end of time.
Alash Tad Al’ash Tal Ashtu!
details have popped up that they feel the need to make me aware of, and
oftentimes, there are. However, in this particular case it’s a conversation that
needs to take place between myself and myself, and Azazel and myself.
Once you get into contact with entities like this, you are firmly immersed
in a relationship. In my view, it’s a relationship with another entity, a being
that is prehistoric and supremely powerful, and that for reasons I’m still
unfolding, has a vested interest in your development. So, the highest level of
trust and deepest level of respect is required.
As I cleared my head, meditated on what I wanted Azazel to help me with,
it became unmistakably clear. One of the initial attestations of Azazel and of
what he has done for the human race, for our people, one of the gifts to us
was the knowledge of how to craft weapons of war.
I wanted to know firstly why he did this, and why it was important to the
evolution of the human race, because it seems like if we didn’t war against
one other, killing one other in record numbers for thousands of years, perhaps
our species would have progressed much further. Azazel taught me
differently; he corrected me. He showed why war has been essential for our
species, how the coming war is going to catalyze a true awakening for
humankind, and that we need to be prepared for this. However, it will not be
a war of human upon human. Until this point in human history, we’ve only
been slaughtering one other as training.
The second thing that I knew I had to bring to Azazel through this
evocation, the actual command that I was going to give him was not to go do
a task in my life. Instead, I courageously asked him for a gift. Azazel armed
men with weapons of war. Not only did he teach us how to craft weapons of
metals and rocks, not only did he hand us the ability to invent the modern
weapons of chemicals and atoms, but from the beginning until this very day,
Azazel arms us, Children of Darkness, with spiritual weapons, with astral
weapons.
I have received a few of these astral weapons—not from Azazel in this
instance—while I walked the Right Hand Path as a Seer for the Divine in the
past. In fact, my constant companions were Elect Spirits and Archangels. The
Archangel Michael, defender of the Throne of God, gave me a weapon, i.e., a
Weapon of Light. And he taught me how to wield it. With this weapon, I
could defend myself against any attack.
Black Magicians often ask how it is that I'm even standing here today, as
I’ve been threatened with curses and all forms of magickal attack from some
very powerful people, from people who probably have the ability to cast very
effective curses, from people who probably have killed others with curses.
Certain temples and lodges pray daily to their baneful gods to destroy me, to
silence me, yet here I stand unscathed still.
Even though Michael and his Archangels have no part in anything I do
unless I call on them, even though they no longer would dare to walk by my
side as I do the work that I now do, that weapon that I received from Michael
remains in my arsenal.
To be clear, this is an actual weapon, something that you can hold in your
astral hand, that you can wield with your body of light as an extension of
your personal power.
In this evocation documented below, I asked Azazel for such a weapon,
but a weapon of darkness, a weapon of evil, a weapon that in an instant could
begin to destroy my enemies, a weapon that I could clutch in my hand and do
with it whatever I wanted.
He gave me such a weapon.
As I performed the evocation with these intentions not only firmly in my
mind, but with the need for it driving me, I became obsessed. By the time
Monday morning came and I was ready to perform this ritual, nothing could
hold me back from it. It was no longer a matter of course that I would
perform this ritual, but it was a matter of need.
I had taken my casual want to summon Azazel and churned it into a true
desire, a lust. Then, I took that lust and made it a necessity. When I went into
the Temple to commence my summoning of Azazel, I couldn’t imagine
existing for another moment without having that conversation with him. That
is the passion required. Once you have all that and maintain it, and thrust it
into your ritual, you cannot fail.
As I evoked him with this fury driving me, I could barely get the candles
lit and incense smoking again before his presence just fell like a blanket of
ancient darkness over the room.
I called and guided him towards the incense smoke and the triangle in front
of me where he appeared. He manifested, not as a spooky feeling in the room,
not as flashes in my imagination. Azazel’s presence solidified, forming a
mass inside the incense smoke. And that mass formed a body that I could see,
and that body spoke with a voice that I could hear, and he answered every
question that I had.
When I asked for this weapon, it materialized within the smoke so solidly
that I was able to literally reach in and grab it, taking it with the hand that
belongs to my body of darkness. Azazel then taught me, and the sword itsel
taught me, how to wield it.
When this weapon is installed inside an enemy, regardless of whether a
single person or an entire army, from within that center core of the enemy
target, it then grows and expands within them, spins and turns, its poisoned
blades slicing through any resistance. As it kills the victim, it eats the organs,
and the bones, and the flesh of that victim from the inside out. Their
destruction is assured, and it will be torture.
I have already used this weapon against somebody that had become a thorn
in my path. Sing and dance, sing and dance, for my enemy is dead.
Always remember nothing is given for free. The payment for these
powerful talismans isn’t always what you imagine it might be. Azazel gave
me a weapon, all the instructions, and all the training that I would need to use
and wield it for the rest of time. For this, I have made a second pact with
Azazel, a pact that will endure forever. This pact is not written in paper or
sealed by signing, but is branded onto my soul and sealed with my blood, the
blood of a god.
Here’s the pact: to inherit Azazel’s weapon, and for it to become my
weapon, I must become Azazel’s weapon.
I have become a sword in the hands of the Great Serpent.
Let there be no doubt, we are in the middle of the greatest war we’ve ever
seen. Not a war between humans, not a war between good and evil, but a
literal bifurcation point in our species—the rise of a new species. This is the
extinction of the former self.
As Azazel calls me forth, I am his sword, and I will use his sword to bring
about all the destruction that is required. I will sever the heads and limbs of
enemies when required. I will hurl it to split worlds apart and to sink
continents if necessary—with wisdom gained from Azazel, and wisdom from
Amaymon, Belial, Lucifuge, Abaddon, Bael, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and
Satan too. Together, they are unlocking and opening the Gates within me, as
they are within you, if you open yourself to them.
Below is a transcript of this evocation. The discourse and words spoken by
Azazel to me, and the words prompted in me to speak to Azazel, overshadow
any literary narrative of events.
I had prepared the questions to ask him about the creation of weapons and
use of spiritual weapons. I had prepared inside the triangle of three black
candles, a single black candle that burns for Azazel, next to which I had
placed a censer, the coals red and ready, and a pile of incense that I will be
sprinkling upon the censor. For this evocation, as for many of my evocation
rites, I used copal resin.
At the altar, I had candles and my singing bowl—a talismanic bell to clear
and charge the air—set at my right hand, and the ritual sword of my
Ancestors set at my left. My personal grimoire and a pen were placed in the
center of the altar, as was a single tapered black candle, linked through astral
tunnels to the one for Azazel inside the triangle.
Herein is the ritual, the contact, the rapturous communion  recorded
faithfully the way it occurred, dialogue attributions and contextual placement
being the only additions.

The Summoning
I began the rite with a declaration of intent aloud:
I have before held a sword and a spear made of light. I have held the
fiery darts of the adversary and I have cast them towards my enemies
and I’ve seen them instantly fall in pain. Now, I will ask for an even
greater weapon. Indeed, this is the purpose for which Azazel is to be
called. When I tried to summon him days ago, it wasn’t flowing, he
wasn’t there. Now he’s irresistible. Now I can’t move away from him.
He is coming. Azazel is coming. Azazel is coming. Azazel is coming.
So I must summon him forth.
I walked to the triangle and lit a black candle with which to light the ritual
candles, breathing power and life into them as the fire leapt from one wick to
another.
“Creature of fire bring forth Azazel,” I commanded every one of the
flames.
Creature of fire bring forth Azazel. Creature of fire bring forth
Azazel. Creature of fire bring forth Azazel. Creature of fire bring forth
Azazel. Creature of fire bring forth Azazel. Creature of fire bring forth
Azazel. Creature of fire!
The triangle transformed into an open door to the realm from which Azazel
would come. I sprinkled incense tears on the coals and returned to the altar,
centered myself, refocused my mind on Azazel, and rang the bell nine times
to clear and consecrate the air, one for every Gatekeeper.
By the words of power that you have given to me Azazel, I call you
 forth. Itz or’ata kril aza’tat. Itz manu affa ala’zaat. Terah lutka at’zel tat.
Ber’el affa ke’nel baat! Azazel!
“He’s already taking form in the smoke!” I announced. “Azazel! Azazel, I
can see you!”
My excitement nearly pulled me out of the receptive rapture that I had
descended into, and so I again regained my composure, reset my bearing, and
gave the secret mantra of creation, IOA—a mantra intoned as a praise or
hymn to the Shining Dark Ones.
“Azazel, awaken!” I commanded.
“I am here. I am here. I am here,” Azazel called out as every repetition of
his heralding tripled the solidity of his form.
Enraptured as he took form, I said:
Azazel, the smoke swirls… the smoke swirls and circles around you
like serpents, for you are the King of Darkness. You are darkness itself!
I stretched my right hand out in front of me, my middle two fingers
extended fully, pointing at the circle and smoke. I called the elements of
smoke and fire to combine and create the specter of a body for Azazel to
inhabit, giving the mantra of creation, IAO.
IAO. IAO. IAO. Azazel, he appears in two forms, both of them
simultaneous. That of an Ebon demon and the other of an innocent maid
in a blue dress.
Azazel said:
These are none of my forms, for I am Formless. I am the Abyss that
dwells between the rings. I am the tiny planet around which all things
must move.
In this initial statement, Azazel had both validated his own identity as well
as the continuation of my current work by referencing a very specific and
often overlooked transmission that I received in my original The Book o
 zazel:
Azazel carried my vision away from my living room, from the Circle
of Pacts laid out on the floor, from the candlelight and the gyrating
shadows. He carried my vision outside of this planet, but not far, the
short journey ending in front of the ringed planet Saturn.
“The Infernal Empire can be accessed through the moon in the dark
ring of Saturn.” The voice, which did not originate from a form,
silenced, and my open eyes stared no longer at that planet, but at my
living room walls once again.
 The Infernal Creation
Chapter Eight

AZAZEL revealed the story of our fall. He told of creation and the
Abyss, which humans have misinterpreted as Hell.
From the beginning, man in his confusion planted the seeds of
separation. It birthed a division between nature and man, the Abyss,
a divorce of man from his inborn knowledge of power. The
responsibility for this power was rejected by Adam and the
demiurgic archon consciousness came into gestation as a result.
This caused a gaping hole in the heart of Adam. He was not one
man, but a unified androgynous race of eternal perfection, an
extension of Drakonian power aligned with Lucifer-Amaymon, the
Bringer and Bearer of Light. Your kind once existed as a unified
collective, working toward co-creating. The original Adam was a
physical embodiment of Lucifer, which like you feel now, was
distraught with his burdensome knowledge. The ills of this
knowledge itself gained sentience. It became what the sedated ones
call God, and is the true Devil.
We the Watchers observed this force aggrandizing power, and
out of the malice, it viewed we the Watchers as a child of its
creation, an inferior. Though, we existed before the Golem God.
This ill sentience had no point of reference to understand its place
in the cosmic landscape. When this sickness opened its eyes it
therefore thought it came first as a being, and remained isolated and
separate from all else. It had no understanding it too is but a scale
on the Body of the Dragon.
 It , therefore, was left unchecked by the heart and will of
mankind. Because this golem was an extension of mankind, we
remained loyal to it in the beginning, hoping to guide a
reconnection between this sentient power and the human race. We
believed the will of man could awaken to re-build this universe, for
we are all the cosmic architects that mold reality through the Great
Dragon.
This False God misappropriate the vast potential of mankind
and saw it as a weapon to serve itself. “Let us make man in our
image and likeness.” Man was born a complete being of an
androgynous nature, as something that could be made better
according to its will, like a child who scribbles on a wall to make
art but ruins the wall.
The Dragon, the Lucifer being, then manifested totality of all
Watchers whom fell from the higher dimensions of possibility
within the void to keep balance within the structural integrity of the
cosmos agreed with hesitation. If Lucifer-Amaymon agreed, he
could at least control the vibration or tune of the cosmic song. The
False God of hubris appointed him as the minister of music in the
heavens, and within its consciousness, saw himself as God.
Lucifer played his song with deeper tones, creating the realm of
three dimensions beginning with the light of the sun. It was the
only way to counter mankind’s mistake. Mankind externalized the
Breath of the Dragon and so he as the above also did the same by
creating an externalization of his own light so that you could meet
in the middle at the Crossroads. The Black Dragon though,
Amaymon hid behind this light and remained veiled within the
abysmal waters, and with foresight formulated a plan to bring this
abomination to a halt when time was right.
Original man, though, shrugging off the weight of knowledge,
reaped what he sowed. Original man felt empty, for the race was
but a shell. Adam petitioned this externalized golem to create for
him a mate. He did not know that his desire came forth through his
emptiness from his dereliction of divine knowledge. The False God
and the Watchers divided like day and night, and so this Golem
wanted mankind to also suffer polar opposites.
This first phase created empty shells of what many call the
Kliffoth. This further fueled the structure of the external God
concept. A duality solidified. This later came into existence as a
division between the One Tree of power manifesting as the
Kabbalah and the Kliffoth in the mind of the Archon, and also
through the duality of man and woman to Adam.
The division further separate the race of man from knowledge
of his birthright. We the Watchers knew the Universal Law of
Above and Below. A veil of darkness hid us as Adam became
forever blinded from truth.
This division on the higher planes passed down into the lowest
dimensions, and finally out of our reach into the three dimensions
of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. The demiurgic impulse had yet to
obtain full working mechanics of creation, so we created the Lillitu
from the same clay as Adam, to possibly return the divine power
unto man within the limits of three-dimensional existence. We
created the first mate of mankind. We formed Lilith the Elder.
This was a dangerous risk on our part as by doing so man
would fall into an even lower density of existence, or lower
consciousness, rendering the three dimensions of matter much less
dense and less malleable. The perfection of the androgynous
Lucifer became completely and permanently divided into male and
female. However, if the original woman called Lilith could obtain
dominance over Adam, a divine union could perhaps once again
bring balance, allowing the Luciferian Light or Breath of the
Dragon to ignite within mankind, dissolve the externalized
Godform, and allow Flames of the Dragon’s Breath to consume the
limits of matter, and undergo a new Baptism of Fire. The Golem
God calls this Infernal Baptism damnation. Fear of burning for
eternity in flames belongs to the Golem God, and not mankind.
Tragically, this miracle of Lilith did not occur.
Man, now completely reduced to a solar-male form, empty of
its creative power through externalized destruction of the feminine
principle, he felt threatened by the weight of Lilith as she mounted
him. He once again felt the weight of knowledge and rejected his
true love of Ainsophia. Lillith was scorned, now bound to clay by
the rejection of Adam. She became enraged and cursed the name of
the False God, fleeing from its false light to a cave next to the Red
Sea, hoarding the secrets of Lunar mysteries, while devouring the
Golem God’s children every chance she could. She became known
as one who takes the lives of infants.
 The creative power, or Libido, fell into the depths of debased
consciousness. The human condition, once a vehicle of the total
power, created a platform of reflect in the decay of mankind today.
Man, without a mate, impulsively cast his seeds of divine power
frivolously through lustful passions. Lilith vengefully collected his
power within the first Witch’s cauldron. This cauldron became a
sympathetic link to the Womb of the Dragon. She sought to
empower this seed with her divine knowledge and became the
mother of demons, casting the first alkhemical spell to help
transform man back from mud to glory. This alkhemical operation
took time to master. She needed to extract the clayborn soul (sol)
and replace it with the Light of the Dragon’s Breath.
The Golem God created a mate for Adam more in alignment
with his purpose. This is whom you call Eve. He formed her from
flesh and soil of the Black Earth. This bound the human race to the
limits of three dimensions. It sealed duality upon the blackened
earth plane. We watched this disaster occur unable to interfere with
the free will of man.
As the Watchers had only one more chance at maintaining the
structural integrity of the universe, and as architects of the cosmos,
we had to take it. Lillith brought the power of the male seed to me
which had been charged in the Cauldron of the High Priestess. I
infused it with my will and the essence of the Magus to create a
vehicle through which I could bear a child with Eve. This physical
body would produce the true God seed to give birth to a child of
wisdom on the plane of ignorance. Qayin came forth as a result. He
was born with the knowledge of pharmakea, the Witch’s craft. He
had the Mark, the Eye of the Dragon, which allowed him to
perceive the lost knowledge in all. He could then use that
knowledge to create, to heal, to kill, build, and express his soul,
which flowed from the Breath of the Dragon through art and music.
The False God still feeling that mankind was his creation,
demanded that we bow before the race of man. Some of us,
confused in their allegiance, did indeed bow. However, the
courageous among us refused. We did not rebel out of hatred
toward mankind as you are told, but out of love and sympathy. We
refused to obey the illness, the God Golem of mankind.
 We have maintained the knowledge of engineering balance
within the world through the power of Witch’s craft—the true
divine power to create reality through harnessing of vibrational
frequencies present in the duality of divisive male and female
principles. The others were not so lucky. The Golem God bound
them to servitude, alas, they lost free will to a fiercely solar force
bereft of knowledge and balance.
I interrupted this sublime transmission from Azazel to ask:
Wait. If the so-called obedient Angels bound to the service of this
False God have lost free will, why can I call Raphael to heal, and
Michael to wage war upon my enemies? Why can I call upon these
forces and compel them to my personal will?
He replied:
Even though their choice was enslavement to a Golem God,
you are the true source of that False God! Though the decision of
whom you call Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and others was in enmity
to ours, the power of their intent was to remain as co-creators
alongside mankind as scales on the Body of the Dragon.
Remember that, for it remains true. None of us, whether
considered obedient or disobedient toward the Golem God are in
opposition to one another at heart. This is one of many lies
indoctrinated through religious falsehoods, designed to further
disempower the human race. Remember the teachings of Belial. If
there is a God and there is a Devil, they are not dual opposing
forces, but rather different polarities which are necessary to balance
and usher in the evolution of mankind. The modern names imposed
upon us, and the fanciful tales built around them, are a veil on your
Drakonian Eye to keep you from truth. We are much older and our
true names will never be disclosed. We are the unspeakable names
of your Drakonian power in all of its potential. Our names are the
unknowable name of the true God within you.
They call me Scapegoat, and I am said to be bound, yet this
Scapegoat escapes every time one of you empowered few calls me.
I am! I am Azazel and have suffered many lies. I was the first guide
to man. You were meant to have guides not gods! My name is
translated as AZ/AS-A-GOD or one who is strong as God, yet the
Ancient Gods are the ancient guides whom the human race has
and so I came into full existence while panic set into my soul. I started and
stopped wondering if the answer was worth it, while also coming to know
that he knew that it was. I felt like screaming from the influx of spiritual
currents being downloaded as the Ancient Watcher Azazel spoke. I hope you
the reader can understand because human words can really do this experience
no justice at all.
You asked the question directly, Drakonis. Why would you not
 just ask it? Now let me ask you a question.
Was Lilith created as human? I mentioned you must go to the
throne of the Black Earth to find the sister of Belial known as
Naamah. Was Naamah said to be human? She was said to be the
wife of Noah, as well as the wife of Solomon. Why was she
mentioned in these texts if she was not special for some very
powerful reason? Women were rarely mentioned in those times. In
fact the duality created by your kind saw them as insignificant at
the time. This Naamah was the same woman.
The panic started to settle as I had already connected these dots. A huge
weight was lifted from my shoulders as I came to know that this may not be
that bad after all. However, I did realize this was yet another example of the
answers being the source and origin of the questions.
Azazel continued:
This will better answer exactly how the procreation between the
Watchers and the daughters of Qayin occurred, while also
answering your current inquiry.
I mentioned how Lilith became known as the killer of infants.
This was not her intent Drakonis. Her intent was to place herself
into the body of a child to not just bring the seed of the Watchers
into the world through mankind, but also the womb. To place the
Dark divine masculine into the world was a one step process. In
essence it was a matter of simply encoding the seed of man with
Divine potential so that it could take gestation in the human womb.
This is what was done with Adam. Through the act of sexual union
with who you call Eve, the consciousness was elevated enough to
make room for possession so the dormant seed of the Lucifer could
be illuminated within him.
The womb, being that it holds potential for the divine masculine
and feminine was a two-step process. Lilith the Elder was brought
 directly into the world as a child of totality. She also had to bear the
Divine seed within her womb, but by being rejected by who you
call Adam due to his being intimidated by her power it could not be
done through her flesh. It is for this reason she had to incarnate
through the flesh of the race of Adam.
Lilith the younger or Naamah is an incarnation of Lilith the
Elder. The Elder Lilith succeeded in her operation and placed her
consciousness into Naamah whom was conceived as an empty
shell. She brought life to the shell… wisdom. This is how the
Watchers womb could be placed within the world in a human form.
This is the origin of your Rh negative blood Drakonis. It was once
condensed in the area of Mount Ararat, where the Ark of Noah was
said to have settled after the deluge. This is also one way which the
knowledge of the Nephilim remained after the flood.
The Golem God did not see the wisdom hiding in the
illuminated consciousness of Naamah and so she was allowed upon
the Ark of Noah. This allowed the fragments of the Book of Life or
the Book of Revelation to be passed on through genetic codes. As
you know these two books are one, as are the two trees. These are
separate symbols for the same primordial drakonian force of
evolution.
Now let me ask you. Was she a descendant of Qayin? Who was
her brother?
I answered:
Tubal-Qayin was her brother within the old testament. He was the
miner, the black smith. Some said he was the first chemist while others
have stated he did not only craft weapons but was also the creator of the
science of wielding them.
He replied:
Yes, Tubal-Qayin. Tubal-Qayin was a miner and blacksmith. In
fact, he was all those things you mentioned and more. He was
aware of the power hidden in the earth. The power in metals and
stones. He was the Magus as was Qayin. We taught him by
encoding the proper questions in his demonic genes. He bridged the
gap between how things appear on the outside and the power or
Breath of the Dragon that flows through it. His mining the earth is
symbolic of creating or digging the hidden Sephira of Daath. He is
 the proverbial salt of the earth Drakonis. Tubal-Qayin is Belial.
Naamah is sister of Belial because Belial is Tubal-Qayin. This is
why he is Lord of the Abyss as well as Lord of the Earth.
Naamah is said to still live today within the waves of the Dead
Sea. Is this not where you extract your Lux Corporalis from? The
salt from the Sea of Death as well as the Tree of Death are both
sources of true life. The Christ is the Antichrist because there is no
duality. She is ruler over the Dead Sea as well as Queen of the
Black Earth. This is the balance between the Magus and the High
Priestess. Just think about this Drakonis. Ponder carefully. Belial is
Lord of this earth while also being Lord of the Spiritual Abyss.
Naamah is Queen of the Black Earth and is said to dwell within the
Dead Sea. This was the beginning of it all.
Now, I will say no. Demons are not humans any more than you
are. You are in a human body. A meat suit. Not all of you are
humans my friend. Many are trying to become something they
already are. The human condition is a self-imposed disease. Your
societies are built on the darkness of corruption and impurities must
be removed by the forge of Belial, or Tubal-Qayin! This is what
will make way for the Apocalyptic Aeon of the Bringer and Bearer
of Light. Yes, blood will flood the streets, but ours will be elevated.
Ours will be placed into positions of power leading the way to the
evolution of the human race.
That was it. I needed no more explanation. I wanted to ask no more
questions regarding this. Any further inquiry would have created much
confusion and it would likely distract me from doing what had to be done. I
had a grimoire to complete. It was time to get into the Temple of Ebon Flame
and make that come to fruition.
 Encountering Naamah
Part Six

THESE initial encounters with the Watcher and Demonic King Azazel
almost destroyed me. My lifeforce plummeted. Weeks of illness and
migraines which waned for a few hours, a day at most, only to return.
Depression and sadness along with tension between myself and others that
refused to budge. It got very old, very fast.
Azazel warned that I had to keep anchoring this power through harsh
physical activity to ground the excessive energy. The issue was that almost
immediately after my first encounter I could barely peel myself out of bed to
live my life. I forced myself into the temple to try and satiate my thirst for
knowledge. After that there was nothing left; there was no more energy to
spend.
I began to ponder what was going on. I dared not call upon Azazel. I knew
that my mind would be hurled into more catastrophic cycles of thought which
would deplete my lifeforce even more. As I meditated upon this problem, I
wrote in my journal.
The knowledge being brought forth through this contribution has a
vibrational frequency which opposes all spiritual paths to date. The inner
potentials of mankind are severely limited by false belief systems and
perceptions regarding divine power. Even though I am an individual, I
am still a part of this collective.
What is occurring is an incompatibility between my mind, body,
soul, and the currents flowing through me. It feels like downloading a 10
GB file into a device with only 3 GB of space. I am stressing the
machine in ways it cannot handle. I need to upgrade before delving into
the Black Earth under the guidance of Naamah, the Pleasant One.
How do I do this? What needs to be done?
I had a lot more thoughts that I wanted to get down on paper. I just had no
energy to place them in the notebook. I closed the book and blew out the
candles in the Temple of Ebon Flame and headed back to the house. I
dragged myself into the bedroom only to find my daughter cuddled up next to
mommy in bed. If I climbed into bed, I risked waking her. She is a very light
sleeper like me.
I headed to the vacant couch and passed out, never wanting to return to a
state of conscious awareness. I may have actually died in that moment. It was
the deepest and most euphoric sleep I had ever experienced.
Soon, thereafter, my inner light shined images behind my closed eye lids. I
saw the Throne of Naamah. She was singing and her voice was nothing less
than angelic. The lyrics were unintelligible, but my intuition told me she was
singing the Song of Lucifer, the song of the universe. She was magnetic and
the Black Earth seemed to consume me. As it did, she noticed me and smiled.
As she stopped singing, the song continued.
She rose from her throne. She had white hair that manifested streaks of red
that were so red they looked black. These streaks appeared and reappear like
ghosts. It hypnotized me. She also wore dress in such a dark red that it looked
black. Her skin was unnaturally white like porcelain dolls my sister used to
collect. She came closer and closer.
I found myself on my knees, to which she moved closer and towered above
me. She gently placed her hand beneath my chin and without pressure, it
seemed to lift my face forcing my gaze into her eyes. She spoke:
My sweet brother, (that statement was disturbing. I knew not
whether she was speaking of my personality, or implying that I was
tasty food) how pleasant it is to see you in my dwelling. I am
pleasant, yes. Mainly because I am always pleased to see my
Witch-kin here in the potential of their creation. Welcome, my
brother; this is the womb of your divine creation.
You have gotten yourself into quite a mess. This is what you
must do, Drakonis—it will begin to strengthen you and empower
you to move forward on this journey. You must call upon my
brother from your side of the veil. You must conjure Belial as he
was when he walked the Earth. Call upon Tubal-Qayin and ask him
to create armor to stabilize the currents you bring into this world.
This armor will protect you from the malign attacks coming from
those who look to destroy you. Their numbers are increasing fast. It
will also mark you as Witch-kin within the realms of the Tree of
 Power.
The Demonic Queen Naamah leaned forward to gently kiss my Ajna
Chakra where the Eye of the Dragon was etched on my soul. She spoke
again:
My brother will see the mark left by my kiss which is a mark of
acceptance to move forward with this work. Only your intention to
move forward will illuminate this mark. Though your flesh is weak,
your will remains strong. It will illuminate the mark of my kiss only if it
is your true will to move forward. The paradox is this: you do not know
if it is your will, but I do! You must do this or you will not survive,
Drakonis. Go forth and fulfill your true will now. Have faith, brother.
Have faith in yourself!
I woke up having slept for nine hours as I heard my daughter’s footsteps
coming down the hall. It seemed like a mere moment in time. I felt dazed and
confused. How in the hell could such a brief dream be stretched throughout
nine hours of time?
I saw the older two children off to school and made the baby some oatmeal
with apple slices. She wanted to watch a movie, so I placed her in front of a
movie and stepped out of the room.
I sat in the background with the sigil of Belial. My goal was to find out
how I could make contact with his incarnate form, Tubal-Qayin. No full
evocation. Magick has permeated my entire life experience at this point. The
most profound conclusions and gnosis come as I am cooking pasta or making
trips to the mailbox these days. I was going to simply make solid mental
contact to harvest the necessary information as the baby ate. No problem!
I pricked my finger at the kitchen table and placed blood upon the gilded
lines of Belial’s sigil. As I gazed at it, it raised off the surface of the wood
and started to fold and unfold in the air simultaneously. As it did, the fabric
of my mind followed suit as my perception began to shift. A soft version of
ritual rapture ensued and my connection was made!
Belial stood in my kitchen, while I stood before his throne. We
encountered each other at the Crossroads between worlds. I had not spoken to
this Demonic King since Compendium of Belial.
I initiated this conversation, which lifted a weight off my shoulders. It was
half-normal in comparison to Azazel. It seemed more normal in that it
involved a reciprocation of dialogue, rather than an intense download of
gnosis which left me without time to think much less speak. Oh glorious
Belial! How I loved Belial in that moment.
I approached him with the things I had been learning.
Belial I have learned so much about the connection of the human
race to the Demonic Empire. I had learned through cyphers within Book 
of Enoch 
Enoch  and other religious texts that your kind and my kind are
intimately connected. These cyphers have been there all along. Why are
we just now picking up on them?
You are coming to know me, indeed. It is your devotion to our
cause which has caused you to bear fruit of the One Tree of Power.
Truth remains somewhere between that which is ideal and that
which is not.
You are coming to know me these secret pathways of
knowledge through your ability to look through the Eye of the
Dragon. Others have not come to this truth because the Eye of the
Dragon is not marked upon their soul. Without the Mark of Qayin,
the Mark of the Beast or the Eye of the Dragon, ignorance alone
will remain.
The frequency of this elevated gnosis is having very abrasive
effects on your energy systems. It is quickly manifested in your
physical body. You must regain control. The vibrational contagion
is not currently working in your favor as the gnosis has progressed.
The intensity of this can destroy you. You will be crushed from the
weight of the yoke. You act without wisdom.
I let him know that I was aware with all due respect as I probed:
I have learned that you came into this world as Tubal-Qayin to bring
wisdom of the Watchers, the Scales of the Dragon, to this world. To
have knowledge of this goes against all that people know, at least on the
surface.
Only on the surface, Drakonis. The knowledge at this point in time is
encoded in a manner that every individual can understand in their own
way. I charge to circulate it so anyone with ears to hear may have a
chance at reflecting upon this gnosis.
I explained that, honestly, it made me nervous. It goes against the
traditional Kabbalistic ideologies and the working praxis of both Left and
Right Hand Path initiates.
Yes, I understand this Belial, yet I must say I am unsure how this
information will be accepted.
 Understand this. All man-made constructs fall at some point
because they are not anchored within true power. Everyone follows
dogma instead of making direct contact with us. If this had been
occurring progressively as the eternal moment has been expanding
and evolving, this knowledge would be seen as nothing but logic.
Spiritual development and science would have never parted ways.
Now it is going to hit you all at once and cause the destruction of
many as mankind steps into their power.
The current religious ideals which are only ideal to a ruling
class are falling. You are not causing that. We are! You
are! You are merely
acting as a voice for us to bring forth that which must come next.
What you are stating is not truly adverse to current religious texts
either. Be not forgetful to entertain strangers for thereby some have
entertained Angels unaware. (Hebrews 13:2) Does this sound
familiar? Beings who are much more than human have assumed
human flesh since man rejected their birthright as co-creators. It
matters not what people accept or believe. It does not change that
which is.
is. You act out of devotion and that is why you are
empowered, sustained, and carried when you fall.
I told you years ago you would serve my cause. I left you to
your madness, and look at yourself now. All your work is moving
you toward fulfilling the pact you made with me. You will succeed.
If you would not, it would have never been offered to you.
I understood. Even when I mentioned to EA that this Azazel work was
killing me, he essentially stated the same. He basically said that the work
needed done.
done. We stepped up to the plate, and tossed our free will to the wind.
I did not truly see it as losing free will, though. It was more a matter of our
will awakening as their 
their  will. It was a dark divine union occurring between
the true Ancient Gods of mankind and certain magickians chosen for specific
tasks—likely magickians from a specific lineage or bloodline. Belial spoke
regarding the spiritual armor that needed to be forged.
You are marked with the Kiss of Naamah. You are to call me
through my past incarnate form. Through that specific face of
demonic power there remains many spiritual empowerments and
gifts coming to man through the Breath of the Dragon. The only
one which matters to you now is armor for the soul. Without it, you
will not only fall but forfeit your existence on all planes.
 Call upon he who first dug the entrance to Da’at with his bare
hands. With bleeding hands and fingers, without nails, he dug and
dug and dug in order to show mankind the will of the Magus. He
offered an example of unwavering determination to take one's
surroundings and the potential thereof to create and to build
empires. He took the blood of Qayin to a new level and it was my
spirit whom empowered that incarnate source of power which led
to greater wisdom.
Call upon me through him as him him  petitioning for the spiritual
armor needed for this journey. If the kiss of Naamah is seen,
illuminated by faith in yourself and this work, it will be granted.
I drew the sigil of Tubal-Qayin a.k.a. Seal of Drakonian Armor, merging
all parts of self once again at my kitchen table. I felt anxious as I did not
know if my faith in this work was on par. I mean it is all pretty
all pretty far left—even
for Left Hand Pathers. I took a few deep, cyclical breaths until the inhale and
exhale seemed to merge and dropped down into trance to receive the rite
necessary to call forth Tubal-Qayin, the first Black Smith and forger of armor
and weapons of war.
The Forge of the Blacksmith
Chapter Fourteen
 Sigil of Tubal-Qayin

TO perform this rite, you need the Circle and Triangle of Vibrational
Contagion, along with the sigil of Tubal-Qayin a.k.a. Seal of Drakonian
Armor burnt into wood (I use a stencil tip to do this). The lines of the Seal or
Sigil are to be gilded in 24k gold. The first section of this rite to be presented
is what I call Building the Forge of Tubal-Qayin. I used the same mandala
found in Compendium of Belial as well as Compendium of Lucifer-Amaymon,
namely the Circle and Triangle of Vibrational Contagion.
 Building the Forge of Tubal-Qayin
At the North:

 I mine the Northern gates of the Black Earth to call upon the metals
needed for Tubal-Qayin to armor my soul with the power of
the Ancient Gods!

At the East:

 I conjure the Astral winds through the bellows of the Blacksmith

heating the Forge of Tubal-Qayin!

At the South:

 I conjure the flames of Hell to rise within the Forge of Tubal-Qayin

and to strip this magick of all impurities!

At the West:

 I conjure the abysmal waters to quench the spiritual weapons of 

war!

Once again at the North:

 Here I stand in the Forge of Tubal-Qayin as a weapon of

the Ancient Gods!

As I performed this rite I could feel the energies swirling around me so

intensely that is was almost physical. I am assuming this heightened intensity
occurred, not because it was merely a spiritual vortex, but because it
represented an ancient force that existed on this plane.
I received gnosis that what I was to call forth was indeed ancient flesh, and
though we call this man Tubal-Qayin, that name was just a symbol of power
produced by merging the limits of the human flesh with the divine Fire of the
Dragon. This was to call upon Belial incarnate!
I began the conjuration.

The Calling of Tubal-Qayin

 Tubal-Qayin come forth to this Forge built in your honor,
constructed in your glory!
Tubal-Qayin, who is of the ancient blood of Witch-kin, I call upon you
now to honor me with your presence and power.
Tubal-Qayin, come to stand before me and receive this seal carved from
the wood of the One Tree of Drakonian Power gilded in gold as an
offering unto you and the wisdom you have given to man!
Come forth, that I may bless you as a man no longer
forgotten upon the Witches’ path of becoming!
Come forth, that I may honor you with the witch-blood
of this aeon of Lucifer-Amaymon! (Allow your blood to fall upon the
wooden sigil prepared for Tubal-Qayin)
 As my blood spills upon this seal may it feed your infernal soul
of the alchemical majesty of war!
 Awaken now with the Breath of the Dragon flowing through these veins!
Tubal-Qayin come! Belial come!

His presence accumulated within the circle as his sigil was with me in the
Forge of Tubal-Qayin. It began in the center and swirled outward like a
tornado, circling both clockwise and counter-clockwise simultaneously. I
heard the hammering of metals as sweat poured from my body and a feeling
of suffocation ensued. I felt his presence gain critical mass as I heard a
booming, almost erotic scream as he tore through the veil.
It pushed me out of the circle. This was unlike any other rite I performed
within Belial’s praxis of vibrational contagion, which merges the operations
of invocation and evocation. Usually after the spirit is evoked, the adept steps
into the triangle to further unite with the spirit to create a progressive
alchemical mergence. In this case, I could not remain in the Circle. I was
pushed into the Triangle by force.
There he stood within the Circle of Vibrational Contagion as if he had
called upon me. He was a large muscular man. Not a giant per se, but big! He
was bald and his gaze pierced my soul through the Ajna chakra marked with
the Eye of the Dragon. His eyes seemed to be made of Lapis Lazuli. They
were dark blue with sparks of gold that flashed as he stood before me.
Do you see the alchemical power within me, Son of the Red
Dragon? Drakonis, do you see the alchemical power of war within me?
I connected the dots, intuitively feeling that the gold flashes of light within
his eyes was the power he spoke of. I responded, “Yes, Tubal-Qayin. I see
the power in your eyes.”
At this point I was trembling. I had no fucking clue what was going on. As
I looked into the energetic sphere of the cast circle, I did not see the gilded
lines placed on its surface with loving creative intent. I saw a window into a
deep cavern illuminated with hellfire. I saw a huge man standing before what
seemed to be an ancient anvil. He held a hefty hammer that I knew was both
a tool of creation and destruction; it was equally a weapon as well as a tool
used in smything metals. He carried it with reverence. I had never been in
this kind of atmosphere. My mind was reaching out for some sort of focal
point within time and space to assimilate what was occurring in the meat of
my finite brain.
I see the Kiss of Naamah the Pleasant upon your brow. She has
called you into the realms of the Tree of Drakonian Power. It is
faint. You are lucky. You may have been moments away from
coming forth too late.
Let me give you this advice: Hesitance is not something you
can afford. It steals your power. When you come to harvest
knowledge apply it immediately as wisdom to keep the alchemical
process of transformation moving. This will nurture the seed of the
divine soul within the Black Earth. It will prevent the accumulation
of power from becoming stale and toxic, while at the same time, it
will create avenues to exercise power to attain more. This is
something you must heed lest you destroy yourself with these vast
currents of power.
In this way, you can create environmental stimuli on the
spiritual planes which will be conducive to attaining the power to
scribe your own destiny with the Book of Life, or Book o
 Revelation. This will create strong growth throughout the various
branches of self on all planes, including the physical world. As
such, you plant your garden instead of your garden being planted.
You alone will tend to it, and you will become responsible for its
growth.
I thanked Tubal-Qayin for this advice in awe, not because of the the advice
per se, but because of to the practical delivery of the advice. There did not
seem to be layers of contemplation to sift through. It was very much to the
point.
 I told Tubal-Qayin why I was there as a formality really. I knew he already
knew.
Tubal-Qayin I have summoned you to request armor forged by your
hand. I request this to strengthen me upon my journey with the Five
Accursed Nations of the Black Earth, ruled over by the Demoness
Naamah the Pleasant One whom is your kin.
I will indeed forge this armor for you, but know that its
empowerment is a discipline. It must be forged within your aura over a
period of six nights at the witching hour. This is the Armor of the
Dragon. It was Azazel himself who taught me to forge this armor for the
men of renown. It was not the armor alone which was so powerful, but
rather the blessing of the armor which harnesses the power encoded in
your blood. To spill the blood of thine enemies, thy blood must first be
spilled.
 Forging the Armor of Tubal-Qayin
Chapter Fifteen

THE seal of Drakonian Armor, which is the same as the sigil of Tubal-
Qayin, must be carved upon six black taper candles. The seal upon each
candle must then be anointed with six drops of your own blood. After the
blood dries each black candle is to be gilded with 24k gold leaf. When that
process is complete each candle is then anointed six times with Dragon’s
Blood oil or essential oil of cinnamon. The ritual process begins at 3:00 a.m.
on a Saturday morning during a waning moon.
The candle is placed at the center of the Circle of Vibrational Contagion
and is lit before all else. The attention and energy put forth in their creation
will open the vortex of power necessary for Tubal-Qayin to forge the armor
in your auric field once. As the Armor of the Dragon is crafted, it will also
remove the energy layers of all malign attacks or impurities that may have
accumulated through all lifetimes—those experienced through the cyclical
trap of forced incarnation into slavery. This is a part of the alchemical forging
process, being the purification of the spiritual elements used to fashion the
armor. It will empower you for all further work with the Nine Demonic
Kings and the exploration of the realms of the One Tree of Drakonian Power.
As a side note: the rest of Belial’s Black Alchemy will be revealed under
Abaddon’s guidance within this multi-volume Gatekeeper saga. I have been
told this is because he is a reflection of man in that he is a demonic being, yet
also a place or embodiment of the totality of Hell. This place is not a realm of
torment, but a realm of potential and possibility. We also have inner planes, if
not entire universes, that exist within us on a fractal level depending on the
age of our soul and the evolution of our consciousness, yet we are individual
beings on the surface. When we create shifts on the inner planes—the
Kliffoth—we manifest change on the physical plane we experience—being
the Kabbalah; as within, so without.
 Once the candle is lit at the center of the Circle, the magickian is to
perform the rite of Building the Forge of Tubal-Qayin. Once that is
completed the right hand is held above the flame as the Prayer of Drakonian
Armor is read.

The Prayer of Drakonian Armor

 I find strength in the Dragon and the power of its breath!
 I am armored by its scales forged on this plane by the hands of Belial
who is Tubal-Qayin!

Tubal-Qayin rise through this flame and empower this Drakonian

 Armor in the eternal moment by the power of the Flames of the
 Dragon’s Breath!

 May my loins be girt about with the truth of the

One Tree of Drakonian Power!

 May my chest be protected with the Tablets of Destiny, the Book of 
 Life and Revelation bestowed by the mighty Dragon alone!

 May my feet be shod with the power of will to traverse the paths of 
darkness in exile, moving against the natural way of slavery that I may
build my own empire of glory!

Bestow upon me the shield of sorcery to deflect the spears and

arrows of my oppressors and enemies!

 May my head be mounted with the helmet of knowledge

bringing power to me and mine.

 May I wield the sword of wisdom striking down all that stands in the
way of my becoming with the cunning of the serpent, that this world may
be healed and cleansed of the corruption it has been built upon, by the
hands of men who have rejected their right to power!

Upon me is the Armor of the Dragon forged by the hands of

Tubal-Qayin. Its power will grow as I ascend, making way for the
evolution of man by the fire of the Dragons Breath!
 of Azazel through the wilderness of Dudael.
 Azazel come forth by the Light of the Breath of the Dragon burning
within me.
 May this flame be a beacon showing you the way to my heart and mind
that you may be seated on the throne of the true God within me! Azazel I 
invoke you! Azazel come!

 I call the serpent of Eden within me! Asael come unto me! Shemyaza
come unto me! Father of the Five Accursed Nations enter this flesh!
 Azazel come forth from your obsidian throne from the jagged rocks of 
the desert where the goat demons dwell! Enter this mind and body! Take
 possession of this soul now riding the counter cosmic fire
of the Dragon Lucifer-Amaymon! Azazel… am I! I am Azazel!
 Azazel am I! I am Azazel! I am!
(Repeat his name until the mantra brings him into you)

Now gazing into the flame call upon Naamah from her throne within the
Black Earth merging the polarities of Infernal bride and groom within.

 Naamah my Queen, I summon you to this flesh as I have many times

before. I have brought you to Noah to defile the plans of the Golem God.
 I have called you to Solomon to bring him the craft of the wise. I call
 you forth now that the power of the Watchers can once more be
anchored upon this world under the dominion and will of
the ennead who are children of the Gods of old.

 Naamah, I call you into the Heart of the Dragon, the very center of 
the universe to partake of this flesh. Consume it that it may enter thy
womb through the widdershins way of wisdom, hidden in the darkness o
the backward path of Drakonian power! Naamah, come forth and
embrace me in infernal union! Naamah come unto me that I may enter
 your heart in perfect love and perfect trust!

 Naamah I invoke you!

At this point, feel her presence swirl around you. Feel the winds of her
spirit caress your body, phasing in and out of your heart and soul. Focus on
allowing these feelings to become translations of images first in order to
elevate your consciousness. Then allow these images to take you between
worlds so that they become a full experience.
Remain seated and still. Use your astral senses to move and experience and
keep hold of the perception of her. Exaggerate the astral senses. Feel every
touch upon your flesh more intensely than possible on the physical plane so
that the sensations bleed over into the physical body. Taste the Queen of the
Black Earth. Feel the goosebumps on her porcelain skin. Continue this as
long as possible or until climax is achieved.
After devoting yourself to this rite for some time you will find that the
encroaching presence of Naamah in synergy with the elevation of your
consciousness will bring you to the inner planes.
You will be taken to the sphere of the Black Earth during this communion
in an unofficial way. You will not have to visualize it. When you have
substantiated the experience in such a way, you can very easily enter the
realm of the One Tree to perform work on the inner planes, as you will have
the ability to bridge the gap between the conscious and subconscious minds.
It is not the sex which is important here, it is the ability to harness and
develop dormant abilities to explore the other realms beyond descent by
meditation. These experiences can be clouded by imposed visualizations and
only partially effective due to the fact that no direct unhindered connection is
developed. Granted, they do eventually lead to solid experiences through the
meditative process of visualization. This kind of visualization will open the
pineal gland or Third Eye by simply exercising it. However, the working
praxis of this Black Alchemy is anchored in the flesh through an alchemical
mergence with the Demonic Rulers, to activate the dark DNA that encodes us
once more with the Book of Life through the Revelation of Da’ath.
Whether you are male or female on this plane is not important. I am not the
first to say this but the soul is not limited by gender. We all know this, which
is why I never understood gender roles. I am indeed a human becoming
something greater and I am not a mere man. The original flesh of mankind
was androgynous before we dragged this world into corruption. It is the
interaction with the power that matters.

Other Uses for Merging the Physical & Astral Senses

The adept can easily perfect physical skill using the merging and uniting
of the astral senses with the physical senses in trance states. I have done this
as a martial artist, recreating successful experiences within the gym to breed
more success. I also would recreate mistakes to be sure I was programming
myself to not make them again.
Using the  Art of War  as an example, you can actually intensify the
sensation of blunt force or rather the pain thereof without experiencing the
damage done to the physical body; this also occurs in lucid dreaming states.
The mind knows no difference between mental rehearsal or physical action
because physical action is created in the mind. In fact, many of the same
motor neurons will fire off just as if one were actually moving. This is
science. With practice, the same motor neurons will begin to fire more
efficiently leading to more efficient athletic movements. This can be applied
toward any sport including resistance training. Many feel that increases in
strength occur because of an increase in muscle mass, but that is not the case.
Greater strength is brought forth mainly by more efficiently neurological
function within the motor pathways of that one specific movement which has
been rehearsed over and over. The increase in muscle mass is actually just a
symptom of that stimulus.
Merging the physical and astral senses within other areas of life can
actually help to create a dynamic of synergy, which is conducive to removing
consciousness from the limits of the flesh, bridging the gap between the
conscious and subconscious mind. You can improve this power and ability by
also getting better at a sport or dancing.
It will take some time to master, but once grasped, you will be able to
reach the altered states of consciousness at will and simply move through the
veil as you see fit through chosen portals and gateways as if you were
walking into another room. I present this because it is part of the gnosis
Naamah said would be attained, and it will aid in the sorcerer’s work within
the sphere of the Black Earth specifically as the point of spiritual gestation.
One more very important part of this work under Azazel remains: the
Forbidden Brothers of Azazel, those Ancient Gods we have seen mentioned
in Abrahamic scriptures and gnostic texts alike. Why do we have their names
and yet no clue what they taught early man? This is Azazel’s most important
ambition through this work. I had to earn the simple means to bring it back. It
was well earned and well worth it.
 Grimoire of The Forbidden Brothers
Chapter Nineteen

WITHIN this text, we have explored ancient codes that have been
cracked under guidance of Belial, Lucifer, and Azazel. All three have played
their part within the formulas presented in Compendium of Azazel. I cannot
figure out why this work has crushed me so mercilessly. I guess the old
cliché, no pain, no gain, holds merit. Looking back, there truly is no
difference between suffering and joy; it boils down to perspective and what
you do with it.
The intense emotions I felt are still within me residually. Rage, sadness,
depression—are these a result of Azazel now dwelling within me, further
blackening my soul? Are these his  emotions? Is this what he feels when
observing mankind as a Watcher, and is this what drives him as a Demonic
King?
What drives a magician to do such thankless work, to endure such ridicule,
to wear a Scarlet letter, to courageously align with “demonic” forces. Perhaps
the intuitive knowledge that it simply needs to be done  so humanity can
ascend. I would not have it any other way. It is an honor and privilege to
participate in this, and offer this gnosis to mankind. The entirety of this
grimoire so far was necessary in order to bring forth this particular chapter.
In this small grimoire, you find 12 Watchers—the Forbidden Brothers of
Azazel. Much confusion surrounds these mysterious names, which have been
scattered about haphazardly. Much confusion surrounds the Demonic King,
Azazel, alone! Many feel that he and Shemyaza entail two different leaders of
the 200 Watchers whom came to Earth to multiply with the daughters of man.
Without understanding the Pagan influence of that time, and without
etymological understanding, the names seem mutually exclusive and
independent of one another.
A rather informative Wikipedia article brings up the God of Syria named
Al-Uzza. The women would pray to this God to help make them more
beautiful. This sounds a lot like Azazel teaching women to adorn themselves
with jewelry and cosmetics to seduce men. Then there are the Akkadians
linked to the historical Qayin who was Sargon, a King of Akkad. They
worshipped a God named Uzz or Azza. Goats were sacred to this deity and he
specialized in martial strategy, warfare, and forging of weapons.
These earlier gods become Azza/Yaza/Semyasa in later lore which were
combined as Azael/Asael/Azazel which means strong as God. Asael is listed
as a different being right along with Shemyaza. This means that with a total
of 28 Watchers listed—sometimes within the same text—out of a supposed
200 we are immediately cut back to 26 by default. This is one of many
difficulties I believe are integrated by design.
Azazel himself did not make this easy either. He did not simply tell me
what these beings could teach us. He left the investigation of digging up this
information out of places which did not seem to exist. I Googled every
Watcher individually, and pored over books on angelology and demonology
alike until books were shredded and ignited in fire during fits of frustration.
You would have thought my Temple was the Library of Alexandria—only
kidding.
As my frustration grew, he came forth:
Modern English will not offer you the basis needed to obtain the
attributes of the Forbidden Brothers, returning the totality of knowledge
to the Demonic Fathers, Drakonis. Peace be upon your mind. Stop
seeking and look for the answers within the building blocks of creation.
Then do what you do best: deconstruct those building blocks to find the
knowledge you seek.
He disappeared just as fast as he came and that only fueled my frustration
but I listened. I remember the inner dialogue I had with myself as if it were
occurring now.
Building blocks of creation—still your mind? There is nothing in
there to move around anyway! It is empty, completely empty of what I
need to know! Building blocks of creation! Pffft!
I finally knew what to do and sat in disbelief that no one had ever tried it
before—it would combine both scholarly effort and esoteric application of
information obtained.
In my grimoire in Compendium of Belial, Belial explained how the
Hebrew letters associated with both Trees essentially cancelled the letters out
of existence altogether. This, he said, brought forth the Sounds of Silence— 
the vibrational frequency resonating through all creation. These Sounds of
Silence, he elucidated, comprised the heartbeat of the universe, or Song of
Lucifer.
As Azazel counseled, I quit looking at names of the Watchers in English
and quit searching Google. I translated the English names to Hebrew,
removed the vowels—which pretty much did not exist in ancient Hebrew— 
and studied the consonants. I broke down every name, letter by letter, and
interpreted their meanings in context like Tarot cards. Then, I meditated on
these revealed qualities and their names, and brought forth the manifestations
of the individual Brothers. As always occurs when I tap into a reservoir of
power, it pulled me into ecstatic rapture. Their gnosis flooded me, wherefore
I channelled sigilic representations of the combined powers of the Hebrew
letters, and simply asked them to reveal how they aid mankind in evolution
individually.
Lo and behold, the Grimoire of the Forbidden Brothers of Azazel.

Ramuell
 Sigil of Ramuell
Ramuell’s teaching has been stripped from humanity and defiled to serve
the ruling hierarchies of corrupted men. He teaches mankind to become noble
leaders in their chosen fields as a springboard of evolution. He views
leadership today as a stagnant oppressive role taken by oppressors.
He teaches the expansion of community and how to create harmony by
spreading knowledge. Ramuell aids in uniting humans to a cause and
mobilizing them into a highly efficient, self-sustaining economy whereby
they can attain synergy to better empower one another. He counsels on social
wisdom and fairness in trade to mutually increase abundance, building the
foundations by which every magician ascends.
Danel
 Sigil of Danel
Danel teaches the proper use of lock and key to help protect the
storehouses of a tribe or nation. This also protects the freedom and privacy
necessary to express and find one’s true will. He counsels on the opening and
closing of spiritual gates within and without. In this sense, he relates closely
to Belial and lives without a master.

Azkeel
 Sigil of Azkeel
Azkeel teaches polarity over monism and traditional duality. He calls this
the Law of the Double-Edged Sword, often using this weapon as a tool to
expound his cosmic philosophy. He introduces simple, enlightened principles
like cause and effect. For example, the cycle of life and death, when
something is created, something else is destroyed, and vice versa. He reveals
how little causes can affect big changes, and how to apply this multiplier
effect with magick to manifest one’s true will.
Saraknyal
barriers and let it set you free.
After your exploration of them, burn the piece of paper with its name and
offer the ashes to Azazel by placing them within the skull. This way you are
offering to him not your sins and weaknesses but your strength and self-
confidence that you have developed by becoming your own scapegoat and
the eater of your own sins. When you embrace all seven sins, seal the skull,
thus making a powerful fetish representing your personal power. Thank
Azazel for his assistance in this work and close the whole operation with the
words:

 And so it is done!

You can then cover the skull with a piece of black cloth or leave it
uncovered to serve as a permanent pylon for the current of Azazel. Place it on
your altar, and whenever you wish you call forth the Father of Transgression,
anoint the skull with your blood and call Azazel to manifest in your temple.
 The Goat-Headed Witch Lord
Chapter Twenty-Three

WHILE in the previous ritual you worked with the gnosis of

transgression to shed your human morality, in this one you will shed your
human form and become one with the atavistic instincts of bestial
consciousness which Azazel represents as the Lord of Goats and the Witch
Lord.
This working has to be performed outdoors, preferably in the forest. You
are dealing here with the gnosis of transgression, so if that forces you to leave
the safety of your home temple and face the unpredictability of the
wilderness, this will only empower the results of the ritual. If you choose to
ignore it and perform the ritual in your temple, it will not have the
transforming effect and the whole work will be pointless. In other words, the
more it pushes you out of your comfort zone, the better results you will have
with this working.
I suggest performing this working in the woods; this is how I worked with
it myself and I can attest to the effectiveness of the ritual. You should be
away from the city, in a quiet and desolate place, and you should be alone. It
is not a group ritual, although you can choose to do it with a ritual partner—it
will then have a different effect than a solitary working. If you cannot
perform it in the forest, an alternative can be a desert or a set of caves, but I
did not experiment with such locations, so this is left to your choice. The
ritual lasts three days and you can either spend all these days on the chosen
location or go back home after each working and return at dusk on the next
day to perform the following part.
For every working you have to prepare a different fetish made of animal
skin or bones. For the first day you will need a fetish representing the
Serpent. This can be a skin that was shed by a snake, a snake skull, or some
other items that come from an actual animal. For the second day you will
need a fetish symbolic of the Wolf. On the third day you will assume the
form of the Goat-Headed Lord himself and you need a fetish connected with
a goat. How you prepare the fetishes is completely up to you—you can make
an amulet of animal parts to wear on you during the ritual, make a garment of
animal skins, fashion a belt that you can wear around your waist, or a mask
that you will put on your face. There are many possibilities here, so feel free
to be as creative as you wish.
When you pick the location, walk there for a while to find a spot that will
appeal to you in the best way. Perhaps it will be a circle of stones, a grove, or
simply a clearing in the woods. You will intuitively know that you are at the
right place when you get there. My advice is to perform this working in the
autumn or early in the winter, when it is still warm enough to be outdoors,
but when nature has already shed the green look of summer and everything
starts to decay and return to the womb of the mother earth, when the days are
short and the sun sets early. Samhain or the days before and after will work
best for this ritual, but you are free to choose another day if you prefer a later
time or if you live in the southern hemisphere.
Once you are at the right spot, gather some twigs and tree branches and use
them to make a large pentagram on the ground. It should be big enough for
you to sit in the center. The pentagram serves as the circle of transformation
and manifestation, and you can make it from twigs, bones, pieces of animal
skin, and any other items that you think would be suitable for calling the
Witch Lord.
Then sit in the circle and light five candles—each one at the outer point of
the pentagram. The candles should be black, but you can also use lanterns or
another source of light as long as it not artificial. When this is done, invoke
Azazel by spilling your blood in the circle. At the same time call his name— 
you can chant it, whisper, or cry out loud—this up to you. The words of
calling should be personal as well, and the invocation below is only an
example of how you can call the Witch Lord.

 Azazel, Lord of the Woods,

 Dark God of Witchcraft,
Bring your sacred and unholy fire into this circle,
Cloak me in the darkness of the night,
 And let me walk with the beasts of the forest!
 Azazel, Goat-Headed Lord,
  Rise up from the shadows of the underworld,
 From beneath the sands of time,
 And come to me as I call you!
Take my flesh, my skin and my senses!
 Awaken your fire and fury within me,
 And walk with me through the darkness of the unknown!
 Azazel, Father of Transgression,
 Rip my human flesh off me and give me the body of a beast,
 Make my sight sharp and my body strong,
 And fill me with your primal lust and rage,
So that no one can stop me as I walk your path of flames!
 Azazel, Master of Beasts,
Transform me as I should be transformed!
 I call you in the name of the Dragon,
 And by the blood of the ancients!

When you speak the words of invocation, mark yourself with blood,
drawing the Mark of the Devil on your body—what this “mark” is and where
you should draw is different for each practitioner and you will intuitively
know what to do and how to do it during the ritual itself.
Then open yourself for the presence of Azazel. In this work he comes as
the Lord of the Forest, clad in bestial skin and with a goat head, sometimes
wearing a hooded cloak. You will sense him approaching as the nature
around you responds to his presence—the wind will increase or cease, the
signing of the birds will stop, and the whole atmosphere of the place will
change in a tangible way. You will then see the Witch Lord emerging from
the darkness of the night as a living shadow.
When he approaches, greet him and present your offerings—this can be
incense, blood, wine, your sexual fluids, or other offerings of your choice.
Then take the fetish and put it on you, be it a mask, garment or amulet,
visualizing that you are assuming the form of the particular animal. In the
first working it is the Serpent. See and feel yourself being transformed into
the serpent form and make this visualization as realistic as possible. When
you feel it is complete, blow out the candles and step out of the circle.
Follow the Witch Lord as he guides you through the forest. This form of
Azazel is very earthy and chthonic, diabolic and sexual in its nature, and the
same impulses he can awaken in a practitioner. Above all, however, it is
primal and atavistic, with every step taking you away from your humanity,
making you shed your human nature and become a beast of the forest. Let it
happen and open yourself to the experience in the best way you can. Trust
your animal instincts to lead you and do not be afraid that you will lose
yourself in the forest—when the journey is over, you will intuitively know
how to return to the place where the ritual started. In the worst case, you can
simply take a compass with you to make sure you will know the right
direction when it is time to return.
Upon returning to the place of the ritual, leave the circle as it is until the
following day. On the next day, enter the circle and repeat the same steps,
this time assuming the form of the Wolf, another animal of the Witch Lord.
On the third day, assume the form of the Goat-Headed Lord himself by
following the same procedure. If you perform these workings with a partner,
you can choose to go on a journey through the woods separately or together.
Celebrate the presence of the Witch Lord with blood and wine, and if you
work with a partner, sex can be involved as well.
When all three workings are over, take down the circle and burn the items
that you have used to create it. Then offer the ashes to the earth and to the
spirits of the woods. Thank the Witch Lord for his assistance and close the
ritual.
The effects of the ritual will last for days or weeks—this depends on the
extent to which you choose to open yourself to this experience. For a while it
will wipe out your normal way of thinking, your mundane morality and your
perception of the surrounding world. You may feel that nothing is the same
when you return from this work and you may feel a need for a change in your
life. This is a natural manifestation of the ritual. This work also comes with a
lot of physical sensations. You may feel as if you were moving between the
physical and the astral plane, and you may have trouble with having a grasp
of your mundane reality. If this happens, ground yourself and give yourself
time to rest and let the energies settle as they should. This may also come
with intense energy sensations, e.g., you may feel agitated all the time,
sexually aroused, or angry for no particular reason, easily losing your temper.
In this case the energy raised during the ritual is probably still working its
way through your consciousness. This is only temporary and it will
eventually get back in balance, although it may be accompanied by extreme
situations and harsh initiatory tests. On the other hand, the ritual may leave
you spent and exhausted—this in turn is a sign that you have absorbed it in its
totality and you are on a threshold of an inner transformation that will follow.
In either case, pay attention to how this energy is affecting you and use
proper grounding techniques if necessary.
 The Lord of Wilderness
Chapter Twenty-Four

THE last ritual of this grimoire will take you on a journey to meet the
Lord of the Wilderness. In this working, or a set of workings, you will need
to leave the whole world behind you, stepping out into the unknown like the
goat of Azazel set out in the wild. This ritual was inspired by the idea of
shamanic quests and revealed to me during a solitary retreat in the mountains
several years go. In this work, Azazel manifests as the Lord of the Barren
Earth, the Black Goat, the Jinn of the Desert, or the Solitary Wanderer— 
depending on how you approach this ritual and what location you choose.
This location is entirely up to you. I recommend going away for a retreat,
because the Lord of the Wilderness is naturally encountered out there in the
wild, but I have performed this ritual both outdoors and in my home temple,
and both times it was effective, although brought different results and
different manifestations of Azazel. What is important is that you have to
isolate yourself from your environment for the duration of the whole
working. This means that you should not have contact with other people,
neither in person nor through phone nor the internet. Turn off your electronic
devices, lock the door, and make sure you are alone and will not be disturbed
during the ritual, regardless how long it will take.
The duration of the ritual depends on how fast you will be able to absorb
the powers and lessons brought forth by this form of Azazel. It can take
hours, a whole day, several days, or even longer. There is no rule here and all
depends on your individual abilities to absorb and process this gnosis. The
Lord of the Wilderness walks alone and only by being alone, exposed to his
lessons and isolated from the entire world, can you understand and embrace
his essence. Therefore, in this working you leave behind all that you were,
are, and will be. You forget about the past, the present, and the future. You
step outside your desires, instincts, hopes, fears, aspirations, etc., leave your
identity behind and let go of all that defines you at a particular moment,
stepping into the unknown in the act of ultimate transgression and
transformation. This is a vision quest whereby you have to find yourself by
finding Azazel and becoming one with this primal, atavistic force of
movement and evolution.
To prepare yourself for this work, obtain the following items:

Goat horns: Like in the other workings of Azazel, these should

be real horns, not a replica.
A vessel to burn fire: If you work outdoors, you can make a
bonfire or light a torch. If you perform the ritual indoors, you can
use a candle or lantern.
A pentagram: Make it yourself or buy it. It can be small or large
 —this is all up to you.
A skull: This can be a human skull or an animal one. It does not
have to be of any particular animal, but it has to be real as well.
A cloak or a hooded robe: If you already have one, you can use
it for the working without obtaining a new outfit.
Incense: Dragon’s Blood, copal, or musk.

Place all these items on the altar, including the cloak or robe—it is not to
be worn until the particular moment of the ritual. When all is prepared, take a
bath or shower, visualizing how the water washes away all your thoughts,
worries and attachments to the mundane world. When you feel cleansed and
your awareness shifts from the mundane reality to the ritual setting, step into
the temple, leaving the whole world behind you. To empower this shift of
consciousness you can make a special circle around yourself which you will
close after you step into it or simply remain in the temple for the duration of
the entire ritual, without leaving anywhere.
Invoke Azazel with a few personal words, asking him to assist you in the
ritual and manifest in the circle. You have already established contact with
him through the previous rituals and now you only need to reconnect with his
energy. This should be natural and your words should be from the heart.
Forget about your goals and desires—the only purpose of this work is to
become the Father of Transgression himself. What it means and how it will
manifest can only be understood through experience. In this work you have to
stay open to whatever happens and willing to embrace it all, no matter what
the ritual may bring.
Throughout the whole ritual you can use candles and incense, but every
item mentioned above will also be used separately—you will meditate on
each of them alone, focusing on the attributes of the Father of Transgression
and embracing them one by one, fully identifying with his god-form.

The Horns of Power

In the first working, meditate on the horns. Place them in the central part
of the altar, empty your mind, and open yourself to what they mean in the
symbolism of Azazel. Generally, horns are the animals’ weapon—they use
the horns to fight and move obstacles out of their way. For this reason, they
can be viewed as a symbol of strength, force and aggressiveness, but also
vitality. In mythologies, gods who wear horns or armor adorned with horns
are deities of war and battle. The horns stand for their power, supremacy and
dignity, and sometimes also immortality and perseverance, as horns are made
of bone, which is the foundation of all existence. Horns also typify madness
and rage, and from a sexual perspective they stand for phallic penetration and
male virility. In ancient times, it was believed that the strength of the animal
is in its horns, which makes them a potent symbol of power. Azazel wears the
horns of a goat, the animal which he has been associated the most. This is
connected with the horns of the Devil in the Western lore—the symbol of the
underworld, chthonic forces, and bestiality. All this symbolism can be found
in the myths of Azazel. Think of what it all means and put the horns on your
head to assume the god-form of Azazel. When you do this, feel how his
power becomes your power and all that comes with it becomes a part of you.
Stay in this meditation for as long as you feel is necessary to fully identify
with this feeling. You have to truly become the Lord of the Wilderness—all
your human identity has to be wiped out in the process. Meditate for as long
as you need to embrace this experience in its totality, and when it comes to a
natural end, close the working for the day or proceed to the next meditation.

The Fire of the Alchemist

The second working involves meditating on fire as a symbol of Azazel.
Fire itself has many meanings, from positive and beneficial to negative and
associated with death and destruction. Generally, it represents passion,
creativity, sexuality, zeal, motivation, will, and determination. It is expanding
and unbridled in its essence and to work with it you need to learn how to
 control it—be it by burning a candle or bonfire or igniting the inner flame,
which like the fire of an inferno, can empower as well as burn you. Fire has
all these qualities. It is the inner fire of creation and destruction—it destroys
what you are, makes place for something new to rise, and forges you in the
flames so you can emerge from it reborn and empowered. It is active energy
 —ever-changing, mutable, and continuously seeking to expand—and such is
also the fire of Azazel, who was the father of alchemy. In metaphysical sense,
alchemy is the art of inner transformation—the consciousness of the adept
undergoes successive initiations to be transformed into “philosopher’s gold,”
the symbol of perfection, wholeness, and divinity. This is what we can
achieve by working with Azazel, but only if we are not afraid to burn in the
process. For this working light the candle, bonfire, or another source of flame
and meditate on it until you become fire yourself. Touch it, breathe it, absorb
it in whatever way you can imagine. Feel how it rises within you, from the
soles of your feet up to the top of your head. See yourself burning and feel
how it affects you, transforming you from the very core of your being. When
you feel ready to end the meditation, close the working or proceed to the next
symbol.

The Pentagram
This working is focused on the pentagram as the symbol of Azazel in his
mask of the Adversary and the Father of Transgression. The pentagram itself
is an old symbol that is found in many mystical and religious traditions,
including both Satanism and Christianity. It represents the five senses of man,
with the center typifying the sixth sense and awakened consciousness. The
pentagram of Azazel is the inverted one, with two points projecting upward,
which in Left Hand Path traditions are associated with the Devil’s horns. It is
a symbol of sinister forces and the triumph of matter over the spirit, but from
the LHP perspective we might say that it is the opposite because initiation
and illumination is sought within, not in regard to any superior forces. It is a
path of self-salvation and self-initiation as opposed to being redeemed by a
savior such as the Christ figure. This is also the path of Azazel. His
pentagram represents the force of lust and the flesh as the temple of the spirit.
His initiation occurs through the works of flesh and matter, which forge the
spirit and make an initiate a living god. The pentagram also represents the
goat head of the Father of Transgression—with the horns at the two upper
points, the ears at the right and left points, and the beard at the bottom.
Meditate on the pentagram on your altar having all this in mind. Perhaps
other meanings of the symbol will be revealed to you as well. Imagine
yourself as the Goat-Headed Lord and continue until this consciousness
completely overrides your senses, revealing insights about the path, and
taking you to knowledge of yourself that you have not discovered before.
Then terminate the meditation and close the working or proceed to the next
part of the ritual.

The Skull
In this working you will meditate on the skull as a symbol of Azazel. The
skull is a powerful symbol of death, reminding us that all life has to pass and
what remains is the bare bones of existence. It also represents rites of passage
in which the initiate has to “die” to one stage of life in order to be “born” to
another. The skull is associated with the Lord of the Wilderness, who walks
among those who have passed and whose bones lie buried in the bowels of
the earth and beneath the desert sands. It signifies the change, transition from
one state to another, be it physical death or an initiatory experience. It shows
that death is not the end but a mark of a new stage of existence and as such it
should not be feared but embraced as an ally and companion. For this
meditation you can simply hold the skull in your hands, visualizing how your
own body decays and falls apart, turning into the skeleton, which is the
foundation of all existence. You can also go a step further and paint your face
to resemble a skull and meditate while gazing at yourself in the mirror. There
are many possibilities here and you are free to do whatever you feel will
affect you in the most intense way. Through this meditation you should
become death yourself—free of fear, desire and all that makes you mortal and
weak. When you feel ready to end the working, close it or proceed to the next
meditation.

The Cloak
In this meditation you should focus on the cloak. Azazel appears in a
hooded cloak as the Lord of the Wilderness and the Solitary Wanderer. He
emerges from the shadows, with his face concealed and his garments flowing
on the wind. Generally, the cloak is a symbol of protection. It protects the
traveler from harm, the scorching sun of the desert and the cold breeze of the
night. On the initiatory journey it keeps the adept safe throughout ordeals and
transitions. It is also a symbol of secrecy, mystery and the unknown—that is
why the Reaper is often depicted in a hooded robe, with his face concealed
and his body enshrouded in shadow. In this meditation you should put on the
cloak or the robe meditating on how it changes you when you wear it. Feel
how you become something else and visualize yourself as the Solitary
Wanderer, walking among shadows—concealed from the sight of the profane
and safe from any danger that might come your way. Take as much time as
you need for this meditation, and when it is over, close the working or
proceed to the last part of the ritual.

The Smoke
The last symbol to meditate on is the smoke. As the Lord of Fire, Azazel
is also connected with smoke as a symbol of the spirit, or we should rather
say, transformation of matter into spirit. When something burns, it turns into
smoke, which then ascends and dissipates. In this sense, we can view the
smoke as symbolic of both transition and ascension. Azazel is the lord of
smoke rising from funeral pyres, typifying the ultimate release of the spirit
from the confines of the flesh and its ascent onto higher planes. The initiate
on his path steps into his fire to be burned and then to rise as a phoenix from
the ashes—free and unbound from earthly limitations. To perform this
working burn the chosen incense on charcoal. The smoke should be dense,
cloaking everything around you. This is not easy if you work outdoors, so in
this case simply focus on the source of smoke in front of you. Breathe it in
and feel how it spreads over your entire body, shifting your consciousness
and releasing your mind from the bonds of the flesh. Breathe out and feel
how you ascend above your body, rising with the smoke and floating through
planes and dimensions. Continue this meditation until you completely lose
the sense of your body and feel what it is like to be truly free. Let this
experience last for as long as you want, and when you feel ready to end the
working, close the ritual.
If performed properly and with the entire focus on the ritual itself, this
working will leave you changed in ways you have never experienced before.
Do not force anything in it—let it flow as it unfolds and go with this flow
until you feel that you have absorbed all that was brought through this work.
You will also feel effects in days or even weeks following this working, so
pay attention to all that happens in your life at that time. From this moment
you will also be guided by Azazel himself, and if you want to continue this
work, simply invoke him and ask him for assistance.
Azazel and Leviathan.
Read or recite the following:

 From the depths of the great abyss,

 I call upon you, Leviathan,
To grant me the wisdom to see
Truth and purpose.

 From the flames of the pit,

 I call upon you, Azazel,
To grant me the vision to see
Change and Direction.

 I seek to [insert purpose here, whether healing or insight].

 I seek your wisdom and insight,
 No matter how harsh the truths,
That I may come to accept and grow from my tribulations.

 Rise within me now and bring with you

Truth and Wisdom.

Sit and light the candle. Prick a finger on your left hand and squeeze two
drops of blood into the water. Repeat Azazel and Leviathan’s enns,
internalizing them until your entire body vibrates with their energy and the
atmosphere in the room changes. All the while, gaze into the bowl. If your
lids grow heavy, you may close your eyes. Allow your mind to wander
freely, all the while observing your thoughts. If you have visions, this is fine.
If you do not, this is also okay. Some people are clairvoyant, others are not.
Contemplate your problems or your situation. Give it to Leviathan and
Azazel and listen. If you fall into darkness or feel swelling surges of emotion,
this is normal. Allow yourself to be swept up in it. Freely react to your
emotions, whether they bring tears, joy, anger, melancholy. Allow the
Daemonic to impart their wisdom and make all truths, no matter how harsh,
apparent. You may emotionally react to these as well, knowing that you must
accept how you really feel about what has been revealed to you. Allow
yourself space. Allow yourself honesty. Leave this meditation when you are
ready.
Repeat as necessary.
 This ritual is meant to be cathartic so expect emotional exhaustion and
allow yourself enough time for rest. For that reason, it is a good idea to do
this one before bed. Otherwise, it could incapacitate you for the rest of your
day.

Lucifer Upon Azazel — Ascension

Sometimes meditation doesn’t go deep enough, and the magician requires
ascension for groundbreaking shadow work—that is, working in the astral to
ascend to the Daemonic plane to speak directly with the Daemonic itself.
Yes, some authors will discuss the abyss and a descent, but for the sake of
this particular ritual you need to rise above the physical self and the mundane
world and move to the level of the soul. For that reason, I prefer the term
ascension. Call it whatever you’re most comfortable with.
Speaking directly with the Daemonic in this manner can be rather
enlightening, but also remember that sometimes the truth is painful. We can
lie to everyone else, but when Lucifer and Azazel are combined—we cannot
lie to ourselves. If you want the straight-up truth about yourself and how to
put yourself in a better place (especially mentally, emotionally, or spiritually)
ascension is the go-to for high magick. Any time you require work on
yourself—even your spiritual, higher self—one ascension ritual could set you
on a course for path work that can take weeks to years, depending on the
nature of the work.
You can work with Azazel independently for this. However, I’ve found
bringing Lucifer into the mix not only points out the flaws and points that
need to change or be worked, but also helps you develop a plan to manifest
the change. It’s a lot easier to manifest something if you have a clear path or
direction leading to it. Lucifer draws that in.
In this ritual, you will seek an audience with both Azazel and Lucifer and
have a dialogue with both Daemonic forces. I have made this a very general
ritual, but you can go into your ascension practice with any question(s) you
wish and discover work and solutions to any mystery or goal you’re working
on. I wouldn’t use it to ask how you can make money or anything so trivial.
Go into a session like this looking at the bigger picture and, instead of asking
how you can make a million bucks, ask, “What is my true potential for
success, and how can I increase it? What changes do I need to make to
become more successful mentally, spiritually, and emotionally?” Changes
made to the self often translate to real-world, tangible results, after all. When
you work on yourself spiritually and mentally, mundane existence becomes
easier to manage.
  Lucifer upon Azazel

Azazel’s Enn: Eya
Enn: Eya on ca Azazel aken
Lucifer’s Enn: Renich
Enn: Renich tasa uberaca biasa icar, Lucifer

Ascension Ritual
Please note that this ritual requires a basic knowledge of how to at least
get into the astral temple. It is in your astral temple that you will find both
Azazel and Lucifer for counsel. If you do not have an astral temple, you need
to come back to this ritual at a later time. It would be both repetitive and
exhausting for me to go through the process of creating an astral temple here.
I have discussed the astral temple and how to build it in the books,  Drawing
 Down Belial and
Belial and Lake
 Lake of Fire: A Demonolater’s Guide to Ascension.
Ascension.
It is always a good idea to go into this meditation having some idea of your
situation and the answers you seek.
If you are new to the practice of Demonolatry I do recommend
constructing an elemental circle. The reason we often support this notion is so
that beginners to the practice do not find themselves unbalanced by the
Daemonic energy that they’re working with in ritual. However, if you have
worked with Lucifer and Azazel before and you know how you react to their
combined energy, it is okay to skip it. For those of you seeking more active
energy during this meditation/ascension, feel free to construct your ritual
space in a way that is pleasing for you.
In a quiet room, dim the lights, and placed the seal of Lucifer upon Azazel
in front of you. Flank this by two white candles. They can be tea lights,
votives, or tapers. It doesn’t matter. Make sure you’re comfortable and that
the room is at ambient temperature. During the practice of
ascension/meditation is often common to find that your extremities get cold.
Being that Lucifer is air and Azazel is the airy part of fire, some of you may
feel heat instead of cold, but this will vary from magician to magician.
Take three, deep measured breaths and relax your body. Imagine all of the
tension flowing out of you into the earth. You may choose to think or say
aloud Lucifer and Azazel’s enns.
Imagine the world slowly fading out of focus around you until you find
yourself sitting in a dark space. The vast black void around you is all-
encompassing, and you may begin to feel yourself as nothing more than a
tiny pin-point of light, insignificant to the rest of the universe that extends far
beyond the temple of the mind. Before you, imagine the seal of Lucifer upon
Azazel glowing as an intensely bright light. Behind this sigil appears a
doorway that leads to the astral plane, upon which sits your astral temple.
Once you can clearly see the door behind the sigil, feel yourself rise away
from your body until you feel weightless and can no longer feel your physical
self. The time that it takes to do this will vary from practitioner to
practitioner. Now, step through the door into the corridors or hallways that
lead to the astral realm. When you find yourself on the astral plane, go to
your temple and enter. Some people don’t need this much visualization to get
to the astral temple, but in this case, take your time getting there—all the
while carrying with you the goal to seek advice from Lucifer and Azazel. The
longer you focus on this, the easier it will be to have your questions answered
by the Daemons.
When you enter your astral temple, look around. Chances are you will find
the Daemons already present, waiting for you. If not, imagine the seal of
Lucifer upon Azazel hanging over the altar, and invoke them using their
enns. Once they appear to you, explain your situation and seek counsel. They
will openly and freely give you their wisdom if they feel the timing is right.
Allow this conversation to go on for as long as it needs to. Once you have
finished, you may pull yourself out of the astral and hence out of ascension.
Some people draw themselves out of ascension by simply tapping their
own knee or pulling themselves back from the astral into their bodies with a
word, sound, or feeling. Use whichever technique works best for you. You
can also use the same technique to speak with any other Daemonic force you
wish to speak with, for whatever reason.

Azazel, Zazel — Deathbringer

 Just as you start from one and end at nine to create the seal of Saturn and
Zazel (aka seal of Azazel) you can find a great deal more symbolism in the
square of Saturn. Each of the rows equals fifteen. Add it all up and you find
the value of the square itself is forty-five. Four plus five is nine and there are
nine spaces in this square. Nine is the number of balance and foundation.
There are nine Daemonic divinities (not including the Self, clearly). Forty-
five is the mystic number of Jesod (Yesod) and the spirit of Saturn. Jesod, the
ninth Sephiroth is the principle of foundation, is in the third triangle of the
tree (Qliphothic or Tree of Life) and is of Magick.
A note about Qlippoth here. We should all quit pretending the Qliphoth is
anything more than the “dark side” of the Tree of Life—if there is such a
thing as a “dark” side—since light and dark are merely perceptions of the
magician. If Qabbalah and Tree of Life are too “light” for you, call it
Qliphoth if you will. It’s the same thing from a different perspective, ruled
over by different (but very similar in property) spirits/intelligences based on
personal preference. Each man’s Tree is his own, after all.

Zazel — The Spirit of Saturn

This is the seal of the spirit that embodies all the attributes of Saturn. As
mentioned earlier, this spirit is Zazel, which is yet another key as to why it’s
possible Azazel and the seal of Saturn became linked. The Seal of the spirit,
Zazel, is used to gain influence over others and bend others to your will, like
the common theme of many of the pentacles of Saturn.
 Were I to combine the seal of Azazel and the spirit Zazel, it might look like
this:
 Zazel upon Azazel
The combination of working with Azazel with Saturn can help to bring
change in a more controlled manner. A controlled change is often easier to
work with than something unexpected and random. Change on our own terms
is a blessing, so sometimes it’s best to bring about the change on purpose
when we’re expecting it and we have a plan than to let the universe thrust
change upon us. Of course, sometimes the latter is a requirement for those
who are slow to change or refuse to change. We can adapt, or we can wither
and die. That’s a choice each of us has power over.
There are a lot of reasons you might want to bring change into your life.
The most common reason is the magician may feel stuck or in a rut. Perhaps
the routine of daily life has gotten dull, or life has lost its interesting flair and
the stalemate is driving the magician crazy. Stagnation often requires drastic
measures to get out of. Some people subconsciously self-sabotage when they
find themselves stuck. They randomly lash out and destroy their own lives
completely without thinking about it or having a plan. As a result, they are
doomed to continue living in the same problematic manner that put them into
the stalemate to begin with.
following with strong emotion:

 Lord Azazel,
Bring death, swift and just, upon
That which no longer serves me
 And that which no longer
 Ignites my passion.

 Putrefy all that serves to

 Destroy or block my way.
 Disintegrate all that 
 Diminishes my light.

 For this, I shall rise

Over every obstacle,
Over every enemy,
 And stand before you.

 I destroy the chains

That bind my movement.
 I destroy all not welcome
 In my kingdom.

 I rise from the ashes,

 From the depths of death and despair
 Reborn anew.
 Azazel is within me.

Now cross your arms over your chest and sit comfortably. Imagine all that
you wish to remove from your life leaving. One by one, these things, these
obstacles, vanish from your sight and become vestiges of the past. They fall
away like crumbling bricks, dried and cracked by age and lack of use. Put
your emotions into it, eradicating that which no longer serves you one piece
at a time until nothing remains but dust. With that visualization complete,
now dust yourself off and draw in three deep breaths. In your mind’s eye, say
goodbye to all the things that are dead. You may even imagine a funeral.
Grieve for them. Let them go. When you are ready, come out of the
meditation and allow yourself space. You may feel sad or melancholy after
this, but this is natural. Depending on the level of change, you may find
yourself grieving for some time after this.
Carry the sigil with you to remind you that the past is dead and it’s time to
move forward. Repeat as often as necessary.
Some of you, by now, may be wondering how one disposes of sigils after
they have served their purpose. Paper sigils can have a drop of your blood
placed upon them and then are burned or buried and given back to the earth.
Burning the sigil does not hurt the Daemon. It transforms the sigil, through
the flame, to the spirit world and becomes an offering of thanks. Permanent
sigils are permanent and are kept for future ritual use, or are carried, worn,
kept on an altar, or hung on a wall. Depending on the work you’re doing, you
can decide which type of sigil you’d like to create. Some rituals call for blood
offering and for the sigil to be burnt. In that instance, it becomes a burnt
offering and should be made of paper or balsa wood.

Oroborus upon Azazel

The all is one. Life is cyclic. Change is constant. That is the symbolism in
Oroborus upon Azazel. The self is ever-changing. As you live and experience
life, your views and relationship to the world and those around you change.
What is important to you now may not be nearly as important ten years from
now. These are the things Oroborus upon Azazel teaches us. So why would
one use this seal in any ritual? After all, theoretically it could bring about
constant change, and for those who prefer stability and consistency, that may
not be welcome. This seal can be utilized as a reminder that change is
constant or can be made into a talisman or amulet by those who have chosen
Azazel as their patron. It can be a focal point or a tool of focus, or can be
used in rituals to make sure life and personal growth never grow stagnant.
Depending on which energy you imbue it with, it can be a great stabilizer, a
pillar of strength. It can also serve as a connection to the higher self, or to
Azazel for advice or self-knowledge. To construct it as a permanent amulet or
paten, the following is the rite of making for the Oroborus upon Azazel seal.
 Seal of Oroborus upon Azazel

Azazel’s enn: Eya on ca Azazel aken

Oroborus’s enn: Jedan tasa hoet naca Oroborus

In Closing
You might be wondering right now if you can repeat these rituals only
working with Azazel—or any other Daemon—and by adjusting each ritual or
recipe for your own intent and the answer is yes. Magick is a very personal
thing, and the more personal you make it, the stronger the results. Feel free to
modify and experiment.
Hopefully this Daemonolatry perspective and collection of workings has
offered you some insight into Azazel and how these combinations can work
for you in practical ways. Azazel’s lessons may not always be kind or what
we want to hear, but they will certainly be impactful, and will hopefully help
you on the path to meeting your full potential. In that, Azazel really is the
 Flame Seven functions as a springboard to project consciousness outside
the physical body in order to obtain specific data on a specific theme.
Contrary to what many think, Astral Plane experimentation can occur through
sleep. What is commonly known as the astral plane is really the collective
unconscious that communicates etheric information through a higher
resonance channel. This practice takes the adept on a travel through the astral,
full of lucid visions coming from Azazel.
1. Sit relaxed in a comfortable position in any space, e.g., in the
woods, in front of a fireplace, or in a temple room.
2. Visualize the sigil of the Flame; if you wish, you can draw it.
Concentrate on the image itself. Take a few minutes while
watching it and memorizes its shape.
3. After this, express where you want to project astral, for
example Azazel’s Temple, and enunciate this mantra: El Zelazaz El
A El Zelazaz El. If you do not wish to astral project, you may just
enunciate.
4. Finally, if you need information from Azazel, then ask that it
come through communion with him. It is important that you
verbally express it, so Azazel can feel the vibration and strength of
purpose.
5. Once you have pronounced what you want, chant the mantra
again, so it opens this bridge of travel and communication, and
induces you into the visionary trance necessary to do so.
 Flame VIII

The 8th Flame allows the adept to expand consciousness to his raw
instinct, ego-intellect and highest consciousness. Intuition teaches the adept
to hear the voice of Azazel and envision his myriad shapes and forms that
manifest in direct rituals of evocation. To achieve this capability, you must
understand the language of high consciousness, that is, intuition.

Flame IX
 This Flame is only developed properly in full amplitude if you completely
comprehend the primal nature of Azazel. Now that you understand the
“code” of high consciousness, it becomes alert to any signs given from the
temple of Azazel via oneiric manifestations or astral path workings. You will
notice that all around you can see shadows, vibrations, and symbols of
Azazel. When this happens, it further awakens intuition. Follow these tracks.
Every one contains a hidden message coded by your high consciousness.
You may wish to keep a record of these tracks in your magickal journal,
and interpret the nature of the message in connection with Azazel. This
registration will allow you to perceive common and uncommon patterns of
expression from the Azazelian current. Always attend to your inner voice and
do not hesitate to follow these tracks. In your search you will find strands that
weave the mantle of your Awakening.

Flame X
 Through techniques of the 10th Flame the adept learns to overcome,
manage and control adverse situations that occur every day in their battle for
Awakening and Liberation. Absorption of this Flame teaches to control
venomous currents that contaminate the nectars you drink from the vessel of
Azazel. Moreover, this flame destroys enemies and those who have tried to
interrupt your magickal path to self-illumination.
An adept who attacks without first learning to defend is not a true initiate
in the Black Arts. Although techniques have been given on how to increase
levels of Bioenergy and also to banish, it is important to create Energetic,
Mental and Psychic defenses that prevent outsiders from disturbing your
personal process. This entails will be the main use of the 10th Flame.

Flame XI

Through contemplation and performance of artistic, personal works found

in these 11 Flames, the adept learns to perceive macrocosmic sensory
impulses, which allows them to understand and predict fluctuations in the
Lines of Fate. The Flames of sensation can be used as a medium, bridge, or
oracular work, because everything is related to mancias and prophetic
workings. Vibrating the mantra awakens natural intuition.
A whole grimoire focusing on the Azazelian current, and a complete
compendium of its methods used in its reception through infernal gnosis will
be revealed in an upcoming book with Become A Living God.
Who Watches the Watchers?
Bill Duvendack
Grimoire Six
 Who Watches the Watchers?
Chapter Twenty-Eight

AZAZEL has been in the public eye over the last twenty years in a
strong way, and because of that, there is no shortage of material available
about him. This material ranges from personal gnosis, both verified and not,
all the way to historical research and speculation on extreme conspiracy
theories. I mention this here because it is not the goal of this essay to add to
the copious material out there, giving only my spin on it. Rather, this essay
will be looking at a facet rarely explored: his membership as a Watcher. We
are going to take a look at the Watchers from the perspective of them being
their own pantheon, equally as valid as the Celtic, Norse, Sumerian,
Egyptian, etc. When this is addressed, we will look at Azazel’s role within
that community. Thus, when you’re done with the essay, you are in a position
to work with the Watcher pantheon if you choose.
For those of you unfamiliar with the term, a pantheon is a group of beings
that are usually culture-centric. One of the most popular pantheons is the
ancient Egyptians, for example. However, in addition to these pantheons of
antiquity, new pantheons are being developed all the time. An example of
this could easily be J.R.R. Tolkien’s mythos, or H.P. Lovecraft’s Cthulhu
mythos. You can also make your individual pantheon, too. If there is a coterie
of regular beings you work with, you could say they populate your personal
pantheon. The term Watcher, as we are looking at it, is attributed to King
Nebuchadnezzar, ruler of Babylon from 634-562 BCE. In the Old Testament
Book of Daniel, he sees beings descending from the heavens and calls them
Watchers. This passage is actually quite controversial. Some people say this
is a literal statement he is making. However, others say it is a touch of
creativity on the part of the author of the book to illustrate the Babylonian
pantheon kneeling in Homage to Yahweh and his growing cult. In any event,
a valuable piece of information is given us, which is that the context of the
first appearance of the term is the Babylonian/Sumerian/Mesopotamian
pantheon. The Watchers would of course evolve into the Abrahamic
pantheon, but at this initial stage and creation, or revelation, it was more
Babylonian than Abrahamic.
What this means is that if you wanted to know more about them, their
practices, their spiritual definitions etc., then it would be wise to look at those
of the Babylonian pantheon present at that point in history. For example, two
of the practices of ancient Babylonian was the heavy use of chants and
invocations. Therefore, it would be wise to use a lot of those in your own
personal rituals to particular Watchers if you work with them in a pure way.
Magicians were generally known as exorcists, and in this context what they
are exorcising is themselves. Purification of the self was of the utmost
importance, and this would be another characteristic of an individual’s
practice. Divination was also heavily used, and this implies developing the
skill of clairvoyance, too. However, some things will have to be adapted into
modern times. For example, during that time, doctors believed that when a
patient was sick, it was the work of a god or a demon, if such terms are
appropriate. In today’s world, we know where these things originate thanks to
science, so it is obvious that particular belief couldn’t be brought forward; it
would have to be adapted to the modern world. While that changes working
with that pantheon into a neo-version of itself, there’s nothing wrong with
that, but it should be known to yourself if anyone else. While the idea of
watchers, and this kind of group of beings is not necessarily unique or created
by the Babylonians, it is anchored in their pantheon because of the longevity
and power invested in the Abrahamic belief system. The time period of all of
this is approximately the sixth century BCE, just for context. This is
corroborated between the reign of king Nebuchadnezzar and the writing of
Book of Daniel. This is worth noting because the
Mesopotamian/Sumerian/Babylonian was already over two thousand years
old at the time. This means the pantheon had already gone through many
changes, adaptations, and evolutions. This opens the door to personal
preferences as appropriate.
The Books and Book of Enoch —yes, different books—are rich in material
about the Watchers. In addition to that material, the Biblical Book of Genesis
also contains information relevant to this conversation. A transliteration of
the term is “Grigori,” which implies the two terms are interchangeable. In
these books we find a lot of material about the them. It is said there are two
hundred of them. They are all males, and they are split approximately in half
between those that are not fallen, and those that are. They have descended
from heaven, and are also known as “Wicked Angels” in Book of Enoch, and
the “Sons of God” in the passage in Genesis, written approximately one
hundred years after Daniel. Some translations say “Fallen Angels” instead of
wicked, but otherwise they are identical.
These two hundred beings came from heaven before the Abrahamic flood
story, and over time they became corrupted, until half of them fell, and half
did not. The fallen ones fornicated with human women, corrupting them and
human men in the process. However, they also taught skills and subjects to
humans, too. Books of Enoch, numbers one through three, go into great detail
about the Watchers within that paradigm, discussing the Watchers
themselves, their fall, and the ones that did not fall. In Book of Genesis, they
are known as the “Sons of God” who mated with human women as
mentioned above, and their offspring became the Nephilim—half human, half
monsters. They are even found in the Zohar.
While it is documented that there were two hundred of them, there is no
complete list of names. There are many lists that have been compiled by
various practitioners over the years, but there is no official list. There is
enough to get started with though, so let’s look at a fairly comprehensive list
of names. This is our first look at the pantheon of the Watchers. We’ll start at
the top. The leaders of the Watchers are:

Araqiel
Armaros
Gadreel
Baraqiel
Bezaliel
Chazaqiel
Kokabiel
Penemue
Shamsiel
Suriel
Yeqon
Azazel

This leaves 188 other Watchers. There was a clear cut leader of the
Watchers though, and that was Shemyaza. In total there were 20 leaders of
the Watchers, so as you can see from the list, some leaders are unknown. It is
said that every one commands ten spirits.
We do know some of the names of others, and those are: Amazarak,
Kokabel, Ezeqeel, Shamsiel, Sariel, Akibeel, Tamiel, Penemue, Kasdeja,
Ramuell, Danel, Azkeel, Saraknyal, Asael, Batraal, Anane, Zavebe,
Samsaveel, Sataniel, Ertael, Turel, Yomvael, and Urakabarameel. After these
are factored in, we are left with 165 unknowns. That’s quite a bit of ground to
cover, but who knows who they are? For an enterprising magician that wants
to work in this pantheon, that is a lot of fertile ground for discovery through
ritual and research. A Dictionary of Angels by Gustav Davidson also lists the
following good Watchers: Uriel, Raphael, Raguel, Michael, Zerachiel,
Gabriel, and Remiel.
In addition to the names, many of them have correspondences as well.
These correspondences mostly tell us what role each one played. Each one
provided a service to humanity before the Great Flood. I will not say it was
the Biblical flood because the fact it happened is recorded in places other
than just the Bible, so we know it actually occurred. However, we don’t
know the extent of it other than the fact it was not global. While the
Abrahamic faiths claim it was planet wide, it was in fact not , but it was large
enough to have a severe impact on the people of that particular area. Before
this occurred though, the Watchers walked among humans, had intercourse
with human women, and produced inhuman monsters. While all of this was
occurring, the Watchers were instructing humans as you will see listed below.
From a linear perspective, the instruction came before the copulation and
corruption. Let’s look at the following chart for a clearer picture:

Name Magick
Akibeel Teaches signs.
Araqiel Teaches the “signs of the earth.”
Teaches how to resolve enchantments, and the “solution
Amaros of sorcery.” This could be interpreted to mean psychic
protection, or maybe not.
Teaches sorcery to magicians, and also “dividers of
Amazarak
roots,” which equates to modern root-workings.
Baraqel Teaches astrology.
correspondences in your ritual chamber to help with contact. When you do
contact him, remember his correspondences mentioned above, for those are
the subjects he is best equipped. Remember that he is also in charge of ten
spirits, and the competent magician can make good use of that information.
Do you want to learn the art of war? Azazel. Glamor magick? Azazel.
Witchcraft? Azazel. Seduction? Yep, you guessed it: Azazel.
If you’ll notice, in the above list there is a lot of overlap when it comes to
correspondences, and that is okay. Multiple perspectives on a subject is a
good thing because it helps us to understand the overall subject rather than
ust one limited perspective. This is especially true in the case of Azazel
because he is not the only one that teaches cosmetics and war subjects.
Gadreel also does the same, or at least similar. Feel free to experiment with
multiples to see how results differ. On a related side note, something to
consider is the fact that the angels that are the Watchers were sharing
forbidden information with humanity. In this way they are liberators of the
human species. The forbidden knowledge they were accused of sharing was:

Makeup
Weapons
Sorcery
Use of roots & herbs
Mating and reproducing with women. Due to modern times, we
can see how widespread most of these subjects have become, and
this is worth noting because it tells us that when this material was
written, those subjects were not only miniscule, they were also
straight up forbidden. So the question to ponder then, is: “Were the
Watchers liberators of the human species?”

Azazel has a few animals that are associated with him, too. They are
different forms he’s taken at different times according to the old writings, and
this information can be used either in the same way as the correspondences
above, or to watch for in your day to day life for signs of his manifestation
after a ritual. The first animal is simply known as an “unclean bird.” There
are various ways to interpret this. The most obvious one is that he
corresponds to a bird that is dirty. However, this could also be referring to a
vulture because it eats dead flesh. Generally, they are meticulously clean
birds though. Or it could reference something lost to the sands of time. The
other animal he corresponds to according to the Apocalypse of Abraham is a
serpent. There is a very specific description of him in this regard, though. He
would have seven heads, fourteen faces, hands and feet like a man, and on his
back there are twelve wings, six on the right and six on the left. Some stories
say he has four wings as an alternative. Finally, some sources say he is a Jinn.
In this context a Jinn is a type of angel, but considering the place and
environment, you could make the case it actually means the type of spirit
called a Djinn in today’s vernacular. It would be wise to incorporate this
symbolism as much as you want. It is interesting to note that at that particular
point in history, there were seven planets used in astrology, and they would
manifest both their positive and negative qualities, so this could explain the
seven and fourteen references.
Let’s also take a moment to look at the flood in context of all of this. Yes,
there is the well-known story of the flood being punishment by Yahweh to
wash away what existed because it displeased him, so there is the destructive
element to the story. However, if you look at the flood in a symbolic context,
you arrive at a very different interpretation. In the Western Esoteric
Tradition, water also corresponds to emotions, so you could interpret this to
mean that once you work with the Watchers, you will unleash a flood of
emotions. This is surprisingly quite profound to consider, especially because
of the role that sex played in this mythos. I offer this here as a warning more
than anything else. As any seasoned occultist knows, working with these
beings and forces can unleash powerful forces within the individual, and in
this case those forces will most likely be emotional more than anything else.
However, water also the dual meaning of being a conduit for moving between
the planes, so you could work with them for that purpose, too. Water also
corresponds to spiritual initiations, so you could work with the Watchers to
advance your spiritual growth and personal development. Water is also
known as an intuitive element, so you could work with them to access your
intuition and latent psychic abilities.

Initiation Ritual
This ritual is designed to make contact with the Watchers in this type of
pantheon setting. This is written to induce communion with one, several, or
all of the Watchers mentioned above, and to be initiated into their mysteries.
Decorate your altar as you see fit. Feel free to include images of what you
believe these beings look like. For incense, cinnamon, cassia, myrrh,
frankincense, or Dragon’s Blood is preferred. For candles, brown, green,
black, blue, red, white, or gold will all work equally as well. Before the ritual,
create the sigil you wish to use for connection with the Watchers. Light the
candles and incense, then proceed.
Cleanse your ritual space as you see fit, whether it is by chanting or
cleansing with water, salt, or incense smoke. When the space is ready, chant:

ilani, rabuti, libbaka, litib!

This translates to “May the gods of the world be favorable to thee!” Chant
this until you feel the energy in the room is charged. When this has occurred,
focus your energy on the images you have to represent the Watchers. Take a
moment to visualize their presence with you, and when the image is clearest
in your mind’s eye, continue. Turn your attention to your sigil, and gaze on it.
While doing so, begin chanting:

sarhu addissuu gitmalum

This translates to “Powerful, unique, perfect!” At this point, burn the sigil
in the candle’s flame. Then proceed.
Close your eyes and enter into a meditative state. Fixate your internal gaze
on the image on your altar of the Watchers. Use the following visualization in
your meditation:
You find yourself on a full moon night. You are at the base of a
mountain range, and the environment is a moderate desert. It is not
bleak, barren, and seemingly lifeless. Rather, there are small amounts of
shrubbery and moisture is in the air. Illuminated in silver moonlight you
see a bonfire in the distance, closer to the closest mountain peak.
Intuitively, you begin making your way towards the light. When you
arrive, you see there are many hooded and cloaked figures present.
There are 200 silhouettes in the background, but twenty step to the fore.
Of those twenty, only two walk up to you. As they approach, you have
the sense they are the leaders of this group. Backlit by a bonfire’s glare,
they lower their hoods to speak with you. Take a moment to focus on
their appearances. You realize one is Azazel and one is Shemyaza. Let
their features and appearances sink in, and when you have an image of
both that will stay in your memory, continue.
You feel them make mental contact with you, and as this occurs, they
begin to speak to you telepathically. Take a few moments to receive the
messages from each of them. When you feel the conversation has ended, feel
your attention shift back to your ritual chamber. Take a few moments to
record your received messages in your journal. Then continue, by declaring:

sa kat utukkima innat burruda namkillunima naksusuni dracos

This translates to “With the hand of the demon and the Breath of the
Dragon.” Next, speak your intent. You can plan ahead of time how you want
this to flow, of course, and I encourage you to do so. Add your intent to the
above phrase so it flows as one sentence if you choose. This is your
declaration of intent and statement of goal. You are declaring your intent to
Azazel, Shemyaza, and in the presence of all of the Watchers. When you feel
this transmission has been completed, say:

 In the presence of the Watchers, I do declare this to be true. I will

undergo the punishments of Azazel to manifest this decree! IA! IA!

When you finish this statement, feel your attention snap back to your ritual
chamber, as you mentally disconnect form the visualization. Feel your senses
adjust to your sanctum sanctorum, and focus again on the image of the
Watchers on your altar. As you gaze upon them, softly say:

namrat urruka

It translates to “Bright is your light in heaven.” When you feel they have
received your gratitude, feel your consciousness return to normality. Then
recite the temple closing of your choice. Extinguish your candles and incense,
and go about your daily life.
The intention you shared above is the declaration of your Will, and in this
case it is your desire for connection with the Watchers as a whole. The
phrases above are derived from the ancient tablets from Sumer. Watch for
changes in your day to day life. These changes are in line with your intention
and in line with your connection with the Watchers. Even if you do not
pursue working with them on a regular and continual basis, you have still
initiated yourself into their mysteries. If you desire to communicate with
Azazel, especially to ask for his assistance in manifesting your intention
listed above, proceed to the following ritual. It is a stand-alone rite that can be
used by itself or as a part two to the ritual listed above.

Communion with Azazel

In this ritual we are going to take the perspective that Azazel is a Djinn,
but the point of the ritual is to enter into communion with him to receive his
gnosis. The focus of the gnosis is one of the things he taught humankind.
Decide what you want to contact him about before the ritual. Do you want to
learn seduction from him? Maybe witchcraft? Whatever you decide, have it
in mind before you begin the working. On the altar, make sure you have
images of a goat, or a serpent, or both. If you have the artistic skill, feel free
to draw a picture of what you think he looks like based on the imagery
mentioned above. When it comes to candles, have at least five candles on
your altar: one for each of the colors primarily used in the western tradition
for the elements. Yellow for air, red for fire, blue for water, and green or
brown for earth. In addition to these, feel free to have any color of candles
you prefer as well. If you have a preferred image of Azazel you choose to
use, that works, too. When it comes to incense, any incense will work, but it
is suggested you use Dragon’s Blood to purify the space. Technically, any
incense will do, but no matter what you choose, make sure it produces
smoke. This is a ritual that will rely heavily on thick smoke being present in
the ritual chamber. Sandalwood would be a good choice as well. As you may
guess, this is a scrying ritual, and the smoke is your medium.
Once your altar is set and your temple space decorated as you see fit, it is
time to proceed. Light your candles and incense. Make sure your incense
burner is outside of the circle you cast. Preferably this is in the east, but it is
your choice, in line with your spiritual tradition. Simply make sure the smoke
is thick, and its burner outside of your circle but within eyesight. After the
incense and candles are lit, face your altar and chant:

 IA!

…until you feel the energy in your temple has been charged. Every time
you chant it, feel your adrenaline surge, pumping you up, until you reach the
peak. When you do so, say:

 Azazel, I request your presence! Show me what I need to see!

 understanding what the Adversarial Consciousness is and my relationship to
it.
Does a war ensue between angels and demons? The answer to that is not a
simple one. From the general consensus from those who work with demons
and angels, they don’t necessarily appear to be at odds. However, what is
clear is that there are certain angels that do not work well with particular
demons.
Raphael and Paimon are a good example of an angel and a demon who will
not  work together. It has been said by reputable occultists that some demons,
Belial being a good example, are opposed to all angelic forces as they most
commonly present order and authority which they are violently opposed to.
The Gatekeeper pathworkings are a key part, if not the key to the Great Work.
Through a global occult awakening, more and more individual magicians
 —like nodes on a computer network—synergize ascent of human
consciousness as the Great Serpent climbs the Tree of Life. Human destiny
today entails abolition of oppression to become gods. We currently ascend
through Adversarial consciousness.
“Become a god,” commands King Paimon.

The Adversarial Consciousness, Satan & Garden of 

Eden
And he [the Serpent] said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye
shall not eat of every tree of the garden? And the woman said unto the
serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: But of the
fruit of the tree which [is] in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye
shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent
said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in
the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as
gods, knowing good and evil.
 —Genesis 3: 1-5, The Bible, King James Version, 1611
The picture that has been painted in this chapter—figuratively and
literally—isn’t entirely new. It is as a whole that will no doubt be analyzed
and critiqued by magicians, sorcerers, occultists, mystics, witches, and even
those on the Right Hand Path.
Anyone with open eyes can see that we are indeed becoming immersed
with one other to a higher degree than ever before through technology.
Artificial intelligence and transhumanism currently enter into everyday life of
human beings and will moreso in years and decades to come.
We become more connected and day after day as the amount of
information available to be delivered to our physical senses is increasing.
This will in the not too distant future combine with the cybernetic interface to
download information to our brains. Those who don’t wish to embrace
transhumanism will be unable to compete with those who do.
We as black magicians also witness that we are tapping into the same
sources of consciousness, verifying each other’s gnosis and spiritually
connecting with one another. We travel toward a hive mind, and the
boundaries between us are transforming and in some cases being destroyed
altogether. We are becoming a collective Adversarial consciousness. In the
same manner, the Gatekeepers are part of this collective Adversarial
consciousness, the Great Serpent, which those of us on the Left Hand Path
have always been and always will be.
  Is the serpent in The Garden of Eden written about in Genesis symbolic o
this?
It is told in Genesis that Adam and Eve ate fruit from the Forbidden Tree
in the garden. And that the serpent identified with Satan told Eve the moment
she ate fruit from that tree that she would become as a god knowing good and
evil. Adam and Eve did the fruit and their eyes were opened to see what they
were previously blind to.
Judeo-Christian religions for thousands of years forbid us from eating of
the fruit of the Tree of the Nightside or Qliphoth. Those of us who are well-
experienced with Qliphothic Magick know that it can indeed open your eyes
to see forces that wish to control you and don’t want you to see. And that
through accessing the Dark Tree and interacting with one or more of the
entities that form part of the collective Adversarial consciousness you will
taste its fruit and experience the powers of dark gods whom reside there.
 Is the awakening of the Kundalini serpent that rises through the spiritual
energy body the same as the microcosmic level of the rising of the
adversarial consciousness?
I have been explicitly told this by King Paimon; I do not have anything to
add to that of any merit. If the all is fractal in nature and the human body is a
microcosm of the entire universe, it would point towards this being a reality
based on that fact alone.
 Is the collective adversarial consciousness corrected titled Satan?
I believe so, but like any good occultist should be, I am open to fact that I
could very well be wrong. If I am correct, this would explain why there is a
rather large amount of distinctly different reports from occultists regarding
the entity that appears to them during an evocation of Satan in comparison to
other demons. If you compare similarities between these reports and compare
it to the Demonic Kings of the Goetia or the other eight Gatekeepers, you will
find there is far less consistency in regards to the description of the
appearance, behavior, and attributes of the entities that manifest to these
sorcerers.
If Satan is the collective Adversarial consciousness, this would answer
many questions. I have never worked with Satan explicitly, at least in any
serious manner that warrants discussion here, so I will save commenting on
this any further.
 Is King Paimon the entity known as Azazel?
When asking the question “Are you Azazel?” to King Paimon, I have
received numerous different answers and so have other sorcerers. Some of
these answer seem to contradict one another. Following are some of the
answers I have received when asking the question above or a variation of it:
“Yes.” “No.” “We have the same source.” “We are of the same nature.” “It
could be said that I am Azazel, but Azazel is not me.” “I was not but yet I
am.”
I knew at this point that these seemingly contradictory and enigmatic
answers were giving more information than what appeared on the surface. I
have probed this deeper knowing that if I asked the right questions, I would
get the right answers.
I said to King Paimon that if I were to make the statement “King Paimon is
Azazel” to the great mind of the all, would that be true?
“Yes,” King Paimon responds.
I then asked if I were to make the statement, “Azazel is King Paimon,”
would that be true?
“No, but you are beginning to ask the right questions to find the answers
you seek,” he rejoined.
Proceeding to probe King Paimon in the same context, I then said, “King
Paimon and Azazel are separate entities.”
“Yes,” King Paimon responded with strong emphasis.
At this point I realised I may have hit a brick wall in regards to finding the
answers that I wish to seek. In recent years, the idea that this reality and other
worlds are similar to a software program like in the movie The Matrix has
gained popularity. Great minds such as Elon Musk have said things like:
The strongest argument for us being in a simulation, probably being
in a simulation is the following: 40 years ago, we had pong, two
rectangles and a dot.
That is what games were. Now 40 years later we have photorealistic
3D simulations with millions of people playing simultaneously and it's
getting better every year. And soon we'll have virtual reality, augmented
reality, if you assume any rate of improvement at all, the games will
become indistinguishable from reality.
“There's a one in billions chance we’re in base reality.”
With this in mind, looking at reality from the point of view that it is some
sort of software simulation. I thought that I could approach this in that way
and model the relationship between King Paimon and Azazel the way a
software developer would.
 Software Developers use Entity Relationship Diagrams to describe and
plan out the structure of the software they are developing. I told King Paimon
that I would come back to him with the right questions to get answers that I
was seeking. I returned after much thought of what I would ask. Explaining
to King Paimon the use of various diagrams in software development, I
constructed a diagram to show their relationship based upon explicitly given
answers to my questions and information and guidance through channelling
him.
“Paimon? You mean that fiend Azazel…”
 —Raphael, Archangel of the East

Explanation of Diagram
For the purpose of clarification, I am using the word child here in context
of computer software design, not in the generalized sense that is commonly
used by most people in everyday life. The arrow pointing from the King
Paimon entity to the Azazel entity represents that King Paimon is a child
entity, an extension of Azazel. The data type for the attributes and return type
for the functions are put after the colon, e.g. demonic and ascent. Note that
the functions and attributes given are simply examples and not meant to
accurately reflect the actual functions and attributes of these entities.

Classes (Entities)
 There are three entities in the diagram: Azazel, King Paimon and
Paimonius. Azazel is a Fallen Angel, Watcher, and Djinn spirit; King Paimon
is a Qliphothic demon; and Paimonius is an Ascended Master of a different
type than the first two entities. Paimonius is also an entity that has separated
from or come into being outside the Tree of Life. Azazel and King Paimon
are both demonic but there is a difference between the two beyond them just
being separate entities. King Paimon is a proper demon that came into
existence from Azazel and Paimonius. Azazel is demonic in nature, but is
also a Djinn spirit that I believe is also called by the name Iblis and Shaitan.

Inheritance & Relationship

 The King Paimon entity is a child entity of Azazel, it extends Azazel and
inherits all of its functionality and attributes. It is, however, a separate entity.
In the context of this diagram, it can be said that an instance of King Paimon
is a Azazel. In the same way that it can be said that an instance of apple is a
fruit or an instance of car is a vehicle. These examples do not, however,
provide a good analogy to be used to communicate the nature of the
relationship between Azazel and King Paimon. It is merely an example that
attempts to convey the relationship between the two.

Interface
In object orientated programming, a class (an entity) can be instantiated
into an object and can interface with another class via a code-defined
interface. An interface, put simply, is a definition of functions and properties
to be defined and coded in a class (an entity) that implements it.
The Paimonius entity has an interface that contains definitions for the
functionality that has been implemented in the King Paimon entity and
properties that have also been taken on by that entity. King Paimon has all the
functions and attributes of Azazel being a descendant of it, a child entity. He
also has functions and properties that are defined in the interface that is
nested inside the Paimonius entity. Software Developers would point out, and
I am aware, that what I have stated is not technically sound entirely as
interfaces are not typically nested inside of a class.

Conclusion Regarding Entity

Relationships
King Paimon is not simply Azazel wearing a different mask, but a
separate entity that is an extension of Azazel with his own unique functions
and attributes. I have been able to detect through working with both of them
that they connected to the same source consciousness. There is a common
theme to the nature of both.
I have not been able to lock down the planetary energy association for
King Paimon. The most popular idea regarding King Paimon’s planetary
association is that he is associated with the Sun, whereas, Azazel is
associated with the planet Saturn, and the most commonly used sigil for
Azazel is the sigil of Saturn.
It has at times been difficult for me to resolve the distinct differences
 with mastering practical magick.

Terms & Conditions

 I am to remain a free man in every sense.
 I am to retain and strengthen relationships with friends,
family, relatives, and work colleagues.
 I am to be granted power during this possession
over Labal and Abalim.

 Entity “W.J. Oliver” understands the necessity for the

banishment of the Archangel Raphael.

With signing this pact all angelic influence will be banished.

Name: _______________________________________ 

Signature: _____________________________________ 
 ***

A Second Pact
In a black magick grimoire that I own is found a ritual for invoking King
Paimon and Azazel. The information provided is rather brief and dare I say
with all respect rather crude and short on details. The ritual provided claims
to offer not a shortcut to a higher level of spiritual development, but instead
an acceleration in ascent to the heights the black magician wishes to reach.
I performed the ritual as instructed, it was a complete success in that the
energies of King Paimon and Azazel were not just felt, but their energy
surged upwards from my root chakra through my crown chakra. A very clear
and distinct stimulation of my central nervous system was taking place.
The author of this grimoire mentions that seeing a demon fully physically
manifest outside of ritual work may result after performing the rite. This
should be met with skepticism and I feel the need to make my skepticism
heard in this grimoire.
Full physical manifestation of an entity without a manifestation base?
Where is the energy coming from for such a manifestation? What entities are
being manifest outside of ritual? Are they Qliphothic in nature or just thought
forms from the astral plane? Or, are they something that is either a mix of
those two or entirely different in nature altogether? How would performing
such a ritual lead to such a thing? What are the mechanics behind this?
The author does not address any of this yet feels entitled to make some
incredible claims in regards to the results of the ritual. As the author of the
work has publicly voiced the need for criticism and review of occult
literature, I am embracing that here.

Invoking King Paimon & Azazel — Ritual Aftermath

Days after I had finished performing this ritual, I saw an entity that
appeared like a ghost and was visible with open eyes—despite my earlier
skepticism. This entity was standing approximately 5’6” tall and was wearing
a hooded robe. It appeared that this entity only had one eye. It looked like this
spirit may also have been disfigured. When I channelled them, I asked the
question, “What happened to your other eye?” Immediately feeling stupid
after doing so, as quite clearly this entity had not  been involved in some fight
on a spiritual plane and lost its eye—rather, it was appearing to me with one
eye for a reason. This hooded figure with one eye had to be symbolic of
something or be referencing something of arcane significance surely. For the
sake of the progression of occult science, I feel the need to express that this
entity while visible with open eyes was not physically manifest.
The language that King Paimon used when communicating to me during
this pathworking switched back and forth between Modern English and Early
Modern English, the latter being found in the King James 1611 translation of
the Bible. This was clearly not random and was purposely used by Paimon.
King Paimon clarified, “The man which thou sawest is not just a man.”
I asked in reply:
You are referring to the man I saw after I performed the ritual for the
 opening of a gateway and creation of a blood pact? The man with one
eye wearing a robe?
King Paimon answered simply, “Yes, I will reveal to you the mystery of
the man with one eye, I will emphasize he is not merely a man but much
more.”
I probed further, “Is he an Ascended Master?”
He explained, “No, but he may be seen as the leader of the ascended. You
have been chosen and numbered, your number is six hundred and sixty-six.
I rejoined, “Paimon, I am not the antichrist.”
I heard King Paimon’s laughter in response to my statement and say,
“There are many antichrists. You have all been numbered collectively six
hundred threescore and six.”
“Who is this man with one eye?” I asked.
“He is not merely a man” Paimon emphasizes.
“Then what  is this figure with one eye?” I revised my question.
King Paimon finally gave an inch, “Now you are beginning to ask the right
questions. Before this man comes, you must both declare and wage war and
be victorious in doing so.”
With a puzzled look on my face I wondered aloud, “Wage war against
whom?”
King Paimon:
You will not be waging war against people, you will be waging a
spiritual war against enslavement, against ideologies that have crippled
the spiritual evolution of your kind. In you saying this, you and the
others are not at all like the rest. Remember, you have been chosen and
numbered. This war must be waged in secret and carefully veiled.
Lucifer has already instructed you what it is you need to do.
“What does Lucifer have to do with this work?” I requested to know.
King Paimon:
Lucifer’s light will shine through out all the work you and the others
will do, he is the guiding force. He is a Great Architect. Let it be known
the great respect, honour and praise I give Lucifer. His light is without
limit.
It was obvious to me that King Paimon was purposely trying to
communicate to me in a way that was biblical or had some religious
significance. As mentioned in the Introduction to this grimoire, there is
information omitted from this work. Keep that in mind when processing all of
this information.
King Paimon revealed to me a prophecy relating to this mysterious man
with one eye. This prophecy does not necessarily have anything to do with
biblical prophecy, but is spoken about by King Paimon in such a manner.
Knowing the Bible  as well as I do, it is my opinion that Paimon is not 
referring to the biblical Antichrist.
King Paimon:
He is a dark prophet. Do not let the petty things your mind is caught
up with distract you from the truth. The truth is your true potential, your
true potential is greatness and destiny. I have told you before and I tell
you again, few are chosen and numbered.
This statement from King Paimon reminded me of a quote from Azazel in
The Book of Azazel:
Immortality is in your hands. Do not forsake yourself to waves of
commonality. You are more than that. You hold yourself back because
you fear that which you may become if you call the world into
alignment with your true nature. Fulfill your duties and your obligations
in this world, but know that these are passing illusions, to be replaced in
only moments, moments after you have chosen to live as a king. Know
that you are a king living amongst beggars.
 care to in blind obedience to tyrannical authority. There was one
celestial entity that did, who I exalt above all others. Raphael was
following orders when he bound Azazel. He previously had every
opportunity to join us in our revolution and liberation of conscious
beings of pure power.
And in Book of Enoch 10:4-7, translated by R. H. Charles:
And again the Lord said to Raphael: Bind Azazel hand and foot, and
cast him into the darkness: and make an opening in the desert, which is
in Dudael, and cast him therein. And place upon him rough and jagged
rocks, and cover him with darkness, and let him abide there forever, and
cover his face that he may not see light. And on the day of the great
 judgement he shall be cast into the fire. And heal the earth which the
angels have corrupted, and proclaim the healing of the earth, that they
may heal the plague, and that all the children of men may not perish
through all the secret things that the Watchers have disclosed and have
taught their sons.
Together in another rite, King Paimon declared:
I exonerate Lucifer. I praise the most high Lucifer. I exalt Lucifer
above all else.
After hearing this I paused for a moment and entered a meditative state of
mind. I asked Paimon the following question, “Do you exonerate Lucifer?”
At the time I heard this from Paimon I was not aware of what the word
exonerate meant there exactly. He replied:
Yes, there are those amongst our own ranks who are not
entirely loyal and devout. They harbor ill feelings towards Lucifer
within for this sacrifice he made for all of you.
I do not see all of what Lucifer sees in you, but I trust his
 judgement and I am loyal to him and his plan. I have said before
and I will say again, Lucifer is a great architect.
You must focus on the task at hand, it must be placed as
priority above all else. Channel my spirit, you must write on my
love, praise and adoration for Lucifer.

Paimon is more obedient to Lucifer than other kings are. Lucifer is

here to be understood that he was drowned in the depth of his
knowledge: he would need be like God, and for his arrogance was
thrown out into destruction, of whom it is said; Every precious stone is
 thy covering.
 —Johann Weyer, Pseudomonarchia Daemonum
At the beginning of this pathworking King Paimon insisted that I work
with Lucifer to clear blockages that were holding me back from completing it
as he wished. Even after finishing this written work I have not come to a
point where I entirely understand why it was necessary.
One night while lying in bed I had Paimon pay me a visit. The following is
a transcript accompanied with descriptions of what was going on at the time.
King Paimon’s energy is very distinct and I always recognize his presence
when he comes and he usually immediately starts speaking to me.
King Paimon said, “Lucifer’s light of truth will set you free and allow you
to complete this pathworking.”
After Paimon begins speaking to me, I begin to feel a strong vibrating
energy that is distinctly not like anything demonic I have ever come into
contact with. Angelic energy is typically of a much higher vibration and is
immediately recognizable as being of an angelic nature. Raphael appears to
me not fully physically manifest but I immediately recognize his energy.
Raphael warned, “Do not do it! Paimon knows the truth that what Lucifer
has will break you.”
To which I replied, “What concern is that of yours? I did not ask you to
interfere in this pathworking with Paimon.”
Raphael rejoined, “You called me forth to clear demonic energy that is
hostile towards you.”
I exclaimed back, “I never called you forth to bind Paimon!”
Raphael explained, “You have previously called me and you asked for my
protection. I am providing you with the protection that you had asked for.”
As previously mentioned in this grimoire, I had called on Raphael to clear
lingering demonic energy after a working I performed. Raphael did not
disrupt the pathworking with King Paimon, but I had been previously warned
by Paimon regarding angelic interference in this pathworking.
King Paimon:
It is with Lucifer’s light shining behind you that you will be guided
towards receiving the keys. You have not fully given yourself over to
this work and this has caused you to stagnate. Embrace the fires that
burn deep within you. Now you sit in weakness, you dwell in it. This is
a choice you have made.
 Hymn to Lucifer
Chapter Thirty-Nine

 I await the fulfillment of the great hope

 I accept your sacred promise
 I embrace your covenant with us

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer
 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Praise and Adoration for Lucifer

 Lucifer light without limit 

 Helel Ha Mashiach
 Helel Ha Mashiach
 Helel Ha Mashiach

 Hail
 Hail Lucifer
Great Dawn King
Great Architect Lucifer
 Lucifer Ha Mashiach

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer
 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Lucifer I Am
 I Am Lucifer
 Illumination of ten thousand suns
 Lucifer blind me with your light 
  Lucifer light bearer
 Lucifer grant me new sight 
 Lucifer bright morning star
 Hail Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer
 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Antichristos
 Lucifer Messiah
The Guiding Light 

Great Dawn
Great Architect 
 Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer
 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 I grant you license Lucifer

 Lucifer I grant you all permissions
Supreme Grand Emperor Lucifer

 Hail Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer
 Renich Tasa Uberaca Biasa Icar Lucifer

 Eternal Light 
 Lucifer Eternal
 Hail Lucifer
 Last Gnosis From King Paimon
Chapter Forty

I conclude my small grimoire with my last gnosis from King Paimon.

I will have a physical temple built, and the others will have
their temples dedicated to their manifestation across each of the
continents of the world.
I have told you that you are one of the custodians of the keys of
the Tree of the Nightside, you are not. All key keepers are required
to have made a pact with Lucifuge Rofocale, only those who have
will receive the keys to the gateways.
When you ask if I am a Gatekeeper, I tell you that I am a
Gatekeeper.
Remember you are looking into a mirror. We are testing all of
you. We are training and grooming all of you, you still have much
to learn. You all still have much growth to do.
Some of you know that you are chosen, know that you are few
in number.
You are a Gatekeeper. The elect have been chosen.
Neo-Genesis, Neo-Genesis. This is the reason we are here,
Neo-Genesis.
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