As a side note, it is noteworthy that I’ve been told that I don’t need to do the daily Death meditation with Hel anymore and Az Jahi told me that I would get diminishing returns from my Invocation of the Blood Moon daily ritual. This happened a few days ago.
Nergal came as I was done with my daily “prayers”.
N: " Your tablet sucks."
M: “It does, but I made it with as much ‘love’ as I could muster that day. Want some beer?”
(My tablet was made with wheat flour, instead of sand, and I was going to carve/chisel his name into it, similar to Galdring a rune. It’s been drying for two days, after being cut in half…)
(I set the rules and invited him in for 3 mouthfuls of beer. This improved his mood. His words when I asked him if he wanted to come inside were along the lines of …
‘Why would I want to go inside your pathetic, weak distasteful body?’
‘Do you want the beer or not. Only offering I’m offering right now’ No hesitation.)
N: “Continue on. You will not steal Pele’s sand, due to your commitments and respect for her. I approve. Instead, find me a weapon you will part with, consecrate it to me, and use it as the tablet.”
M: "I acknowledge and appreciate that.
He nodded and left the area, but I could still feel his awareness. I also thought I felt Ereshkigal’s observing. Maybe she had a hand? I don’t know.
I went through the shed, where I knew I should look (without knowing why). Nothing jumped out. Different types of hammers from metal work, farm tools made into other tools (pieces of steel made into chisels, for example)… Nothing jumped out. “Don’t overthink it, I heard him say”. Very well. Hard task for me.
Finally, after opening drawer after drawer and bin after bin, my eyes rested on a use tent stake and I completely dismissed it. Where was my collection of Goodwill bulk knives I ordered years ago and saw just a few weeks ago?
No, I felt drawn to this one stake. Not any of the others. A used, stainless steel stake. Dirty, slightly bent… I knew it was it, but why? A simple, steel, tent stake…
I was impressed with a few things. The sharp end to stab them with (or run them through, if longer). The hooked end to snare them or their weapons with before their death. The space between, that long, strong bar of solid material, to press upon them when they’re on the ground, sometimes the chest, sometimes the neck, watching their life leave them…
Yes, this was acceptable to him. I offered to clean it, but he declined. It was still functional, without being clean - as a weapon. Fair enough.
I performed the Consecration of the Tablet of Nergal on this tent stake.
N : “I accept this spike, that I may plant heads on it when I am bored and people on it when I am not. This is a worthy vessel of me. Others should go the same way, if it strikes them so” (find a suitable vessel, if a tablet won’t work, isn’t feasible, or for some other reason.)
He left.
I have a working relationship with Madame Pele that is pretty solid. I will not steal rocks, coral, or similar from her. Not just because it’s illegal here in Hawaii, but because I respect her, the land, and the land spirits. I refused to steal her sand. Sure, this meant I would walk into a hardware store and buy X pounds of it, which I would also waste, but that wasn’t the point and Nergal knew it.
However people want to paint these deities with their own views, they aren’t unreasonable…provided there’s a good reason. Laziness isn’t one of them. Instead, I used wheat flour and water. Nothing else. I cut the dough in half, left it in the sun…and waited…and waited. I put it in the microwave overnight to make sure the Western Asian Mongoose wouldn’t eat it and, on the off chance, my starving cats, 2/3 of which are on diets.
So yes, my tablet sucked. But hey, that flour was bought years ago. So, it seems to have panned out in the end, after I watched over and flipped this wannabe tablet every few hours and put it in the microwave overnight…
Yes, it failed, but there was an acknowledgement of the effort made and genuine intent to carve his sigil into it, when using a pair of scissors to mimic the shapes failed several times didn’t work out. So, put the effort in, genuine effort and genuine attempts, and let the rest go.