From the Vaults: Consensus

This article first appeared on SpikeVision back in March of 2004.


Consensus Reality

If one-thousand people look at a point in space, and 999 of them do not see what the one does, what does that mean? Additionally, let us assume that whatever the one sees is something that the 999 do not believe exists. I believe that if this happens; then it means that the one has keener perception than the 999 others, and that they may well be mistaken in their assumptions as to what does or does not exist. In contemporary society, I am willing to wager that this would not be the conclusion. The 999 would state that the one is hallucinating and possibly insane, and that the one would be stigmatized and possibly institutionalized. Certainly the one would be subjected to scrutiny and analysis by the others.

Potens pro jure – Might makes right

In the above example, the force of social pressure and collective will of the majority is creating a consensus reality, and imposing it on the minority. This is the way of the world. Remember the dispute over when exactly the new millenium started? Many mass media sources reported that it began in 2000. This is incorrect. The third millenium began in AD 2001, and will continue through AD 3000 (1). However, many Americans “learned” that it was 2000, and propagated this misinformation so widely that it seemed to become fact. The many, in effect, dictate what reality is. Even more dangerous is that a small group can effectively direct the will of the many to create the reality that the group sees fit. Titles of government can add a patina of legitimacy to this effect. The monopolistic media distribution channels of the “Big Six” provide ample opportunities to carry out such an endeavor.

The Peril of Directed Will

When an entity exerts its Will against the ambient consensus reality which surrounds it, there is bound to be only limited success at best. It is simply a matter of inertia. The collective minds of those other entities in the system, even without directed Will, comprise a formidable barrier which must be overcome.

The secret to overcoming this limitation is to narrow the focus of one’s Will. The barrier of ambient resistance can be penetrated by a single point of intense focus, much as a stone wall may be penetrated by a drill bit. The less ripples caused by the passing of the directed Will, the more likely the Working of the Will is to succeed. Energy is wasted by creating waves of interference. Only by crossing the antithetical energies on a different axis, or by falling into phase with them can the directed Will maintain the force to penetrate banality, and make change on behalf of its sender.

(1) U.S. Naval Observatory
Astronomical Applications Department
The 21st Century and the 3rd Millennium


From the Vaults: Interfaces in Communication: A Semantic Model

This article first appeared on SpikeVision back in September of 2005.

In object-oriented software development, interfaces are a collection of functions that objects use to communicate with one another. They are essentially contracts between an object and the “outside world” which define a minimum set of behaviors and responsibilities. Pictoral representations of an object and its interfaces often show the interfaces as “plug-in jacks.”

Above is a representation of how the relationship between the self and others can be modeled in the same way. Humans present a different set of interfaces to others depending on a number of factors, such as familiarity, place of interaction, and attitude. A minimum standard for communication must be established. The better this protocol can be defined, the easier it is for two entities to communicate. Subtle personal nuances and connotations for words can be a hindrance to effective communication of ideas.

Absolute agreement on the exact usage and connotation of a word is not necessary. What is required is that each participant understands the differences between their use of a term, and their conversational partner’s usage. Each person’s collective experience will provide slightly different meanings to common words. Differing age, socio-economic standing, and education are other factors which can heighten this effect.

The model does not stop there.

The process of invoking godforms can also be understood through the paradigm of object-oriented programming. The interfaces, properties, and methods from this model can be used by those who are familiar with them to conceptualize access by the magician to the desired attributes of the diety. Each godform is analogous to an interface into the universal power which has been given many names. By modeling these godforms after elements within the human psyche, mankind is more able to visualize interaction with this otherwise inconceivable power.


From the Vaults: Chaos Tickets

This article was originally written on 7/5/2004.

I conceived this idea on 7/2/04, immediately before a local Science Fiction convention. I had been to this con for many years, and it was getting dull. I wanted to introduce a little entropy into the mix to keep it stimulating, yet do no harm to anyone who became involved. I had spent that day reading “Prometheus Rising” by Robert Anton Wilson, and then watching the Disinfocon DVD getting ready for the con.

Suddenly, an Idea struck me. I would create a game. It would be a game which would give me, as well as all of the players, something to do. It would be a little jam that would have the potential to create intrigue. It would also collectively be a collaborative servitor with a 2 day lifespan that would generate a pool of energy that I could use to channel into creating the environment that I wished to have.

I created 45 tickets:

Original Chaos Ticket

I began surreptitiously depositing these tickets in high traffic areas where people would find them. I had no idea what would happen from there. I checked up on most of the locations, and in each case, they had been taken. I got word that at one of the room parties, a well-known English Science Fiction TV actor, currently in his cups at the time, held up a card to a group, and asked “What the fuck is this?” When no one knew, he shrugged, and put it in his pocket. That’s the kind of reaction that I had hoped for.

I must judge this experiment to be a success. This was one of my most enjoyable cons in years. My compatriots have all expressed a similar sentiment. The previously mentioned actor migrated from the party he was at to the one I was hosting, where he proved to be a most engaging and enjoyable guest. Liquor and other delights flowed freely all night, and there was debauchery to boot.

I’ve done two other iterations of Chaos Tickets since the first:

November 2004
July 2005

Whose planet is this anyway?

“Your planet?”
“Yes, this is our planet.”
“No, It is not.”

– Klaatu and Regina Jackson, The Day the Earth Stood Still, 2008.

Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”

– Genesis 1:26, King James Bible

“It’s not my Goddamn planet. Understand, monkeyboy?”

– John Bigboote, The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension, 1984.

Once upon a time, the Universe was a miniscule structure. It exploded and expanded, with eddies and vortices of energy and matter flying in all directions. Nearly fourteen billion years later, here we are, nearly nine billion human beings living on a blue dot in the Void. We are one of myriads of species that have evolved on our tiny rock. And in our curious mix of ignorance in sapience, we have concocted mythology to explain how we have come to be. Our existence itself, produced by natural processes is the ‘miracle’ that so many human beings, the vast majority in fact, simply refuse to see.

Why is it that mankind feels the need to be made in the image of some god that we have created? Why is it not enough to marvel in our existence itself, and see the beauty in the process by which the Universe produced us? The society that I have grown up in has always told me that as a human being, I have special status regarding my place among all the animals of the Earth.

I am fortunate in that my circumstances have afforded me the wherewithal to purchase a small sliver of this planet to call my own. This is such a strange concept to me at its most fundamental nature. Only in our fervent primate imaginations is found the idea that we, organisms that are of and from this planet, actually “own” pieces of it, when in fact if anything, it owns us. The biosphere that we inhabit is a complex web of dependencies. All life is connected, but unless the bulk of mankind comes to believe this, setting aside absurd notions that we are the favorite creations of an ethereal godhead, and beginning instead to act as the piece we are in the great puzzle, then we will never achieve our full potential.

“At the precipice, we change”

– Klaatu

Death and Rebirth in the Time of Enu and Nul

Altar for the Evocation of Enu and Nul

It is said that the twin DKMU egregores of Enu and Nul are the harbingers of rebirth and renewal. For the new self to be born, the old one must die, at least metaphorically. Since I first evoked The Twins on April 23, 2022, I have been undergoing the death of my old form, and the birth of a new one. On the following day, I began to have an acute medical issue that has led to a profound change in the way that I live. Etu Malku, a mage of my acquaintance, gave me good advice: “Use it.” I have chosen to heed this advice. By necessity my diet has had to abruptly change. As of this writing, I have now lost 14 pounds as a result of this and an increased activity level. I am now assessing all of my habits and life structures, to ensure that they are to my best benefit. As I progress into middle age, I feel that it is only appropriate to acknowledge that I am a far different man than I was ten or twenty years ago. 

I have grown intellectually, emotionally, and magically. I have become far more adept at manifesting my Will than I was when I started on this winding path 36 years ago. Each branch of the journey has introduced me to new ideas and techniques that I have either discarded or integrated into my practice as I have seen fit. During this time my body has also accumulated a laundry list of maladies, some due in no small part to the reckless abandon of my youth. Even so, I do not regret the place in my life’s journey where I now find myself. I have a measure of financial security. I have a safe home. I love and am loved by a phenomenal partner with whom I have spent a quarter century. I have succeeded in both my mundane profession, and with my esoteric writing. In this world where we are conditioned to never be satisfied, and to always be striving for more, I am obliged to take a moment to acknowledge my satiety. Even as I must mount an increasingly intensive campaign to maintain my physical integrity, I am at peace with myself. In a world undergoing profound strife and distress on so many levels, I feel a resolve to not just survive, but to thrive.

Following the initial evocation, I performed another working dedicated solely to Nul, the Dark Brother. On April 30th, 2022, the day of the Black Moon as well as a solar eclipse, and a night of profoundly strong thunderstorms, I acknowledged both my physical mortality, and the passage into my new phase of life. On May 16th, 2002, on the following full moon, I performed a second solo evocation, this one to Enu. Following are these evocations:

Nul, Dark brother, emanation of the Void,
I entreat you to guide my path to health and success.
You who are the master of shadows,
Lend your wit to my works and your discernment to my perception.
Hail to the shadow that holds no fear,
But brings only wonder.
Io Nul, Io Nul, Io Nul!

Enu, Light sister, radiance of the full moon,
I entreat you to cast your bright gaze upon my works of Will.
You who are the mistress of light,
Illuminate my path and clear all obstacles from my way.
Hail to the light that burns bright in a darkened world,
And gives hope in the face of dissonance and doubt.
Io Enu, Io Enu, Io Enu!

I am no young man, but I feel a renewed vitality that has greatly helped me during my current state of uncertainty. I know not what is coming down the timestream in the immediate future. Oracles indicate a trying time with a positive outcome. As the saying goes, ad astra per aspera.


If you know, you know.


Essential Sorcery

“Know what is hidden. Always ask, what is it that you are not seeing?” – Gelda, Alita: Battle Angel.

Can you find a signal in the noise?
Can you shape the noise into a signal?
Reach into the Void and pull forth its potential!
Give it form and function through the power of your Will.

All good things will come to the one who knows how to call them unto themself.

Narrow the focus of your perception.

All constraining structures eventually must crumble under unrelenting scrutiny.

Sidestepping Undesired Realities

The Sigil of the Red King
The Sigil of the Red King

There was recently a situation that was going to “collapse a superposition” of states that I was in. I was coming up to a fork in the road, very much wanting a certain outcome. As I entered into a liminal state, wherein the resolution was imminent, I found myself performing Shamatha meditation, focusing on the breath, and putting all thoughts out of mind. In that last moment, rather than dropping all the Woo I could muster in an attempt to tip the scales, I instead withdrew to a position of non-engagement. At a certain moment, a vision flashed into my mind. It was like a window view into the reality that I did not want to end up in. It was hazy, but increasing in resolution as it approached. I did not want it. As it was nearly upon me, I visualized fading back and stepping left. I rolled my right shoulder away from it, just as I was taught all of those years ago during push hands play.

That reality flew past me, and dissolved not long afterwards. I’ve never had a visualization quite like this before. Hail to the Red King, who I have been honoring daily, for teaching me some tech based on skills that I already possess.

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A few years ago, my friend Pneumatikos introduced me to the concept of being Unfuckwithable. I mulled on that idea for a while, and decided that if I had a symbol that represented this concept, it would make one hell of a talisman. So I created one.


This is the sigil of Unfuckwithable. To have it on one’s person or in their environment renders one simply Unfuckwithable. The exact meaning of this state is up to the user to decide, but in any way that some person, entity, or malefic manifestation might try to fuck with you? It’s just not going to happen.

Now that I had a symbol, I needed a physical manifestation of it. I wanted to use something incredibly tough as the material. I decided on a piece of steel that I had in my materials bin that had previously been a burner shield in a furnace. I cut a collection of disks from the steel, and polished them up.

Cutting and polishing the steel

Several talismans were made from this batch, colored or engraved in different ways. I also later decided to try acid-etching the emblem on stainless steel, with mixed results indicating the need for a stronger solution or electrolytic etching.

Steel Talisman

Once the physical talisman was created, I consecrated it to its purpose via a personal rite. For your own, construct, dedicate, and empower it as you see fit.

I chose to share this working in the hopes of fostering greater Unfuckwithability for all who require it.