Beelzebub Working Journal (Finished)

Oops

So, in my last post, I meant to show what Neppenthes Khasiana looks like in order to help with the visual representation. I apparently did not. To correct that, here is a picture of one, mainly focusing on the “cup” that actually traps the prey

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Chant Meditation Day 40

The chant started off slow, where I started off vibrating each word as I normally do. However, by the third go around, I heard Beelzebub command “Faster!” So, i did bejng sharper with my breath intake with each word. The adrenaline build as i put more force into the words. I coukd hear the slight sound of drums as I chanted, the once meditative phrase becoming more like a battle chant as my energy build. I could see the black flames from my core flicker and push out through my throat, carrying out into my space as I chanted. I felt waves of hot and cold air as I chanted and saw the flicker of shadows shaped as armed men pass as i gazed where my meditation candle rests. Images of armies marching to war passed me came to mind as I chanted. By the time I reached the guru bead of my mala, it felt like no time had passed. I felt alive and…i guess protected as I relaxed.

I guess this would be another why of Beelzebub showing not only his own army, but how to access it for me. Or to show i have permission, for lack of a better word. Not entirely sure which, but interesting experience none the least.

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Chant Meditation Day 41

I had to take a small break to deal with things mentally. I do not want to go into detail too much, but I had encounters that reminded me of the past. When I was a younger occultism and thought I knew more than I did, I took on some students and gave them very bad advice. It ultimately left them broken and severed their own connection to the divine. Reflecting on the past, i realized that this push for teaching was based on jealousy i felt from others for not being recognized for my work. Looking back, it really was a foolish endeavor, as i no longer care if my work is noticed. It is my own path, no one elses’s. Gaining popularity was not way i got into this. To gain knowledge was. My work was often labeled by others at the time as “too literal”, “too tense” and “too extreme”. In a way, they were correct. I was not developed nearly as much as I thought I was at the time and I was a fool. I was not ready for the weight of responsibility that comes with leading and teaching. I had to look at those individuals in the eye and admit that I was wrong, as well as apologize for my foolishness. I also customized rituals for them that may help. Now that it is finished, I can continue this.

So the meditation was a steady vision. I began with the same energy from the portal wrapping around me. It settled on my skin and started to seep into my body. I felt it cover my body and became one with it. I found myself back in the Nothing with Beelzebub standing there. He stuck out his hand and a throne of white and black stone manifested. He gestured me to sit. As I did, he placed a finger on my forehead, where Maranth did.

“You have came far with this working. You sought power, and have gained it. You sought knowledge, and now you know. You sought wisdom, and know the weight of the responsibility you asked for. Now all that is to be done is for you to become the portal. Become the nothing.”

From that point , I felt my flames rise up from my chest and wrap around my forehead like a crown. I took it as a sign of becoming a master of my own existence., as the thought came to mind.

At this point, my wife came in and hugged me as I chanted.

Beelzebub: do not forget the people around you. A king is nothing without the people he loves most. Life will not last forever, so appreciate it.

At that point, he vanished and my meditation was about to come to an end when the police knocked on my door. Apparently one of my roommates fell asleep on the roof and my neighbors thought they were dead. And my somewhat crazy life goes on lol

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Final Ritual

This was mainly created by following my gut rather than being planned. Instead of my normal ritual space, I took it to the garage. There i drew an inverted pentagram with four hexagrams each with a swirl in it next to and above it in chalk. I wrote each of the three chants I learned from Beelzebub and the phrase “Ex Favilla, Rex Resurget” to fill the gaps, creating a circle. Outside of the circle, i laid Beelzebub’s idol with some animal bones on a rabbit pelt. Next to it, i put my censer and my offering of rum mixed with blood. I threw some of the Beelzebub incense I made on the charcoal disk and poured the Beelzebub oil and void water i made early on in the pathworking to anoint the space. I scatter dried insects around the space as well.I sat in the center, gazing through the smoke towards my idol, and evoked Beelzebub by chanting his name.

He manifested fairly quickly, standing next to the idol, watching. Beginning with the hexagram on the east, I charged it and opened that portal to the black river. I visualized the symbol sinking into the earth and the black waters flowing upwards, flooding the space. I focused on the times in my childhood I felt worthless and angry at others, especially the mother who abandoned me. Using a lancet, i bled visualizing the boy manifesting from my blood. “This was me, long ago. But he has died, and I give his corpse to the black river.” I allowed the blood to drip down to the symbol, and said “Uczar Reiski Num” as I moved onto the one facing North.

I opened that portal, allowing the black river to flow into the space. I focused on the hateful young man I was, determined to prove myself that ended in regret. Bleeding again, I summoned that man from my blood. “I was he, long ago. But he is dead, and I give his corpse to the Black River.” I bled on the symbol, said “Daon Vene Trebus Um”, and moved onto the he agram facing West.

I opened the portal, allowing the black river to flow into the space. At this point, my movements were slowing as it felt like I was actually walking through water. I bled and visualized the husband who was overly concerned with money and providing for my family, to the point where i was not taking time to appreciate life with them coming from my blood. “I was him, long ago. But he is dead, and I give his corpse to the black river.” I bled on the symbol, said “Vox Stigmas Omnis”, moving onto the last hexagram.

I opened the symbol, repeating the process as the others. As I bled, I called forth the magician i was who did not believe i had the right to command in order to achieve what I needed to, visualizing him emerging from my blood. “I was him, long ago. But he is dead, and I give his corspe to the black river.” I bled on the symbol and spoke “Ex Favillia, Rex resurget” facing the idol. I moved to the center of the pentagram and visualized the portals beginning to lift upward. I allowed them to combine into one hexagram with a red swirl and brought it down, visualizing it fusing to my ribcage. Opening it, i watched the waters of the black river swirling throughout my body and fumes expelling from my lips.

“On this day, I open the gates of Beelzebub forever, and will be a portal of the Black River that flows in between the worlds. I am part of the Nothing that is in all things, and never will fear change again. So mote it be.”

Understanding that I did not fulfill my end of the pact in terms of marking my body, i reopened an wound and heated up the side of my knife with my lighter. I burned the cut closed, to create a scar to remember my working witn Beelzebub. It seemed to be approved, so I gave my offering and gave my thanks for all he taught me. I asked if he would like me to keep the idol i created for him, and he said yes. I have a feeling this will not be the last time I work with Beelzebub. Finally, I dismissed him and left the ritual space.

With that, this pathworking is over. I will be taking a two week break from spirits before I return to reevaluate the working as a whole. It will also give me time to observe any affects from this last ritual.

Thank you for reading.

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Well done. Congratulations.

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Thanks man. It certainly had its ups and downs, but it feels great to finish at last. Definitely was worth it in my eyes

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Congratulations

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