The Path Of an Aspirant

(I ask in advance that you ignore any grammatical or spelling errors, my English is still not perfect. So you are free to point out any mistakes. And I think the post is in the right category, if not, the moderate can move it at will).

Hello people, it’s been a while since I posted something here.

I have nothing new and exciting to report at the moment, however, I find it convenient to recount my small, slow steps towards Ascension. Even though I think it’s something very "
insignificant compared to what most have already achieved here.

Well, as I said earlier in my introductory post, I am a complete beginner in the occult.

For those who haven’t read the publication, I will make a short summary of what I had published, I will not focus too much on it, as it is not the main subject of the post.

Initially I asked if there was any difference between rituals performed in a temple (house, room, etc.) or outdoors, I also asked if it would be a good idea to evoke King Paimon for student issues.

I received, and found, positive responses regarding this, and so I set about researching everything related to it. Trying as much as possible to create some approximation, and I succeeded.

I cannot say that I obtained the same result regarding the evocation, for two simple reasons:

1- The place in question, where the ritual would be performed outdoors, is quite steep, that is, the ground is very uneven.

2 - Risk of being caught. It’s a well-hidden place, however, it’s not a completely deserted place (as occasionally people appear), so I can’t find the tranquility and calm necessary to succeed in evocations. Even more so that my frankincense resin order was delayed (actually, it was lost, or stolen, as even the store itself had no idea where it was) and I was basically back to square one. Some will say that “all that is needed is Myself”, but if I don’t have a suitable place, there is no point in having “I”.

Despite these two reasons, in particular, having been a major obstacle in the process of learning about evocations and, after a careful analysis of myself, I ended up arriving at a third alternative:

I didn’t feel comfortable, in that place. Maybe it was because of his negative and death-laden aura.

Yes, there have been a lot of deaths in this place and somehow something, I don’t think it’s just the “ghosts”(or impressions) of these people, inhabit this place

And well, I have no idea what it is, this being, creature or entity.

I must also say that such obstacles were not enough to make me back off, and leave all the knowledge or potential that I can achieve, behind.

I really enjoyed this whole Ascension thing.

I promptly found a new method: invocation with mirrors.

I haven’t bought it yet, due to the very little time I’ve been having, but I’ll try to provide it as soon as possible.

Although I have not found a suitable place for my future evocations, I have found it quite convenient to make my intentions known before an evocation. I think it would save the trouble of explaining it all over again to the entity in question, and also, by the time I was “steadfast” in my practices They would already have a certain familiarity with me, and I with Them.

With that in mind I started to communicate with certain entities through their sigils, I made my intentions clear with each one and in a way they heard and answered my call.

Decidedly when I started to see a world of possibilities, and after I started to relate to other demons, things around me, and in my purposes, suddenly changed.

You see, I had not abandoned my desire to have King Paimon’s help in my studies. In a way, this sudden change of direction was not only my will, I assume that for my inner and outer growth it should that be done.

So I decided to start working not only with him, King Paimon, but also with Azazel, Beelzebub and Belial.

Yeah, I know EA recommended that it would be easier, and safer, for beginners to work with just three demons.

I saw many other comments, from several other more experienced practitioners recommending the same thing, however…

Things didn’t go the way I planned, as I’ve said before. I will explain it better in the next paragraphs.

My initial intention was to work only with King Paimon, jobs that would be related to my studies, however… the name Beelzebuth came to my mind several times in the meantime, (in the beginning, I had chosen him to be the first demon I would work, which it didn’t, so I just put it aside) I hadn’t read anything about him, let alone thought about him. I was more focused on Paimon and getting good grades.

And yes, I got good grades, without a doubt I had a lot of help from him, because EVERYTHING was against me, many obstacles and people who wanted to harm me.

But I made it, after many sleepless nights studying without rest, and having many bouts of anger and anxiety, I finally managed to pass the year!

All thanks to your formidable guidance.

However, it became so persistent that I started having interesting dreams involving flies, “but maybe in the end, in my deep skepticism, it wasn’t even him calling me…”

The thing is, these things only started happening when I didn’t pay attention to him anymore, I stopped researching him and what it would be like to be in his presence.

And I make a reservation that initially, I just wanted to lose the fear I had of him, so I really wanted to get to know him, work and absorb his teachings.

I called him a few times, reciting something like, “Mighty Beelzebub, surround me with your imposing presence, show me the knowledge to enhance my senses and guide me on the path of my Ascension”…

Somehow, after several calls and feeling an unknown presence hovering near me, I lost the fear I had of this particular demon.

Unfortunately, I still had a lot of problems in my physical life, that’s when I walked away, for a while, from the spiritual and everything that had to do with it.

Even though I thought Beelzebub wanted to communicate with me, I decided to ignore him.

A while passed, and again I had those strange dreams about flies, which I didn’t pay attention to, probably this time it was him calling me himself, but I was quite skeptical and didn’t want to waste time with these coincidences.

The oddities, regarding Beelzebub, continued. Not only that, King Paimon seemed to hear my call; unexpected events that seemed related and coincided with things I asked King Paimon, happened and soon the penny began to fall, as well as my skepticism that gradually disappeared in the air, like smoke.

My view of these coincidences changed, I came to believe that he really had heard me, as well as Belial, so I changed my posture and my thoughts. I was ready to start rebuilding myself.

You’re probably wondering why I kept ignoring Beelzebub all this time. Well, as stated earlier, I wanted to lose my fear of him and I did. After that, I thought there was nothing he could help me with at the moment, which differed from Belial, King Paimon and Azazel.

King Paimon, I’ve said several times in what helped me, Belial would help me with my spiritual blocks and especially, with my emotional attachment, Azazel came suddenly, and I’ll talk about it later, and even then I already knew what he would be for helpful unfortunately my reasons for contacting this demon are very delicate and quite personal so I won’t say them here, soon maybe…

And Beelzebub? How could he help me? That’s what I thought, everything that was bad and flawed in my life, I had already managed to assign demons that could improve those specific parts.

There seemed to be something in this demon that told me there was something I didn’t know, and only he could teach me, after a long inquiry, I accepted that he enter my life, in a part unknown to me.
And I had no idea what that part would be

I think to make it clear to me that my decision was right, the dreams about flies continued and something strange happened.

A month ago, if I’m not mistaken and at a time when I was totally oblivious to the spiritual, I was in the library of the Institute where I study, looking for a specific book when I suddenly found a book entitled

El Señor de Las Moscas

When I read the title, I burst out laughing and thought to myself “this was the right way to get my attention”, rubbing the “proof” in my face.

I quickly started reading it, after all, from my searches in this library, there was nothing but pure fiction related to the occult. And finding something that had something to do with Beelzebub was wonderful, even if he wasn’t my focus at the moment.

Unfortunately, when I read the synopsis, I realized that the book was not what I thought.

It was expected, but it was very disappointing.

The book in question was about:

“…a group of British boys stranded on an uninhabited island and their disastrous attempt to govern themselves…”, upon reading that brief synopsis, I found the name very meaningless, as the description alone had nothing to do with it. to do with flies, and not to mention that the only entity I know of that has such a “title” of “Lord of the Flies” is Beelzebub.

Forgive me, whoever reads the book, if it says something about flies, I didn’t bother to read it, because I thought it had nothing to do with Beelzebub.

And in case there is another entity that goes by the name of “Lord of the Flies”, ignore my “ignorance”, I’m still learning.

Despite not being what I thought, I found it very “curious”, and it served to make my choice to work with Beelzebub only increase.

When I call him, I’ll know, and so will you, what kind of knowledge, or whatever, he wants to pass on to me.

Now I will detail the reasons I had to work with Belial and Azazel:

  **Belial:**

Emotional Freedom

Everyone is tired of knowing that he is known for “breaking handcuffs, etc.” so I will refrain from delving into its broad features

The main reason to work with him is precisely my emotional.

I am, unfortunately, a very attached, very dedicated and intense person, especially when it comes to relationships. And this is very harmful to me, because even if the other person has done me a lot of harm, and we are apart, I will ignore the bad things and remember only the good ones, and I will still keep the hope that we will get together again.
Maybe it’s pure emotional lack, it probably is, or maybe the little affection I’ve had in my entire life has contributed to my being this way.

However, I’m tired of this role, I’m tired of treating everyone with respect and loyalty, and in return receiving contempt and betrayals.

I’m tired of being like this, of thinking that they can come and go whenever they want, that they will always have space in my life, that they can hurt me…

Being that kind of person is a horrible burden, I say that because not only did I acquire corrosive anxiety, but I was also thrown into a deep depression, which destroyed me and is slowly destroying me.

Anyone who has these “problems” knows that it is a constant struggle, both against “her” and against yourself.

But I’m used to the chaos and pessimism of life. I’ve already reached the end of the “well”, I’ve already reached the point of jumping from the “edge of the abyss”…

From childhood to my present age, I was destroyed physically and psychologically, but the time has come when nothing can shake or stop me. The time has come when I must follow in the footsteps of the Phoenix and rise from the ashes.

Now I’ve taken the reins of my life, I’m not going to let others step on me, or hurt myself and think that everything will be okay…

Belial would help me become “free from emotional attachments”, attachments that are nothing more than leftover trauma, memories of toxic relationships and obsessions of mine.

I will work on a new “me”, an emotionally stronger me; more decisive, more spiritually powerful and above all free!

   **Azazel**

Yes, I said that “the reasons I had for working with him were very personal and I wasn’t willing to share them…”, however, it would be nice to talk a little bit about why I chose to work with him

Answers

I look for something, and along my journey in finding ways to acquire that something I ended up reading several accounts from the Middle Ages, and in all these accounts, whether on Saturday, or mere chance encounters, there was a mysterious figure, behind the achievement of this something. .

This figure that many called a “satyr”, or a strange man wearing black clothes, who inhabited the deep forest.

I never associated any of this with Azazel, until very recently.

My obsession with acquiring it had greatly diminished, although I was constantly thinking of different ways to obtain it.

Suddenly, almost as if something was pressing me, I turned to this obsession, in a very wild and uncontrolled way. It was something I needed to own as soon as possible.

I went back to my fruitless searches, but this time it looked like the “pieces” were starting to “fit together”. I read and reread each account meticulously, trying to find the answers, and that’s when it all started to point to Azazel.

I want you to know that despite knowing that Azazel is commonly called a “satyr”, and having had a strong presence in the old Sabbath, I still never thought he could be that same “entity” of the stories, besides being able to give it to anyone.

After a lot of research, and rationally crafting several answers, I came to the conclusion that yes, he could be that entity. So I promptly decided that I wanted to work with him as well and so get such answers and possibly a confirmation of my conclusion and his identity.

You can see how drastically my choices have changed over the months since my last post.

Currently my purposes are the same reported now, the uncertainties, however, no longer exist.

I’m prepared for whatever comes, whether it’s a good change or a bad one.

I know that working with four entities will be tiring and may not go as planned. But I’m willing to improve myself, willing to change, and get that something, even if it costs everything I’ve achieved so far, let alone everyone around me.

Many will say that I’m not thinking rationally, that losing ties with people I know can impact me, however, I don’t care. I have lost someone very dear to me, there is absolutely nothing I fear losing now.

~ Measure the consequences of your actions, calculate the effect of your actions. You are your only Judge. Once you have decided on an action, never regret it, even if it leads you to failure. Only the delusional and the weak ask for forgiveness ~.

With that sentence, which I don’t know the author, I say goodbye.

In my next post I will certainly have something much more exciting to report…

༺ A.N ༻

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The discovery of the book is almost certainly an omen. The book is English and the title is meant to refer to Beelzebub. It is a classic, although I haven’t read it myself either. It might be worth it to read the book.

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The copy I found is written in Spanish and is quite old, which is no problem, but when I get back from vacation I will read it.

Now that I have a lot of free time, I’m going to start my practices and find out if it’s really a “called” from Beelzebub or not

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Today’s thoughtsI think I’m trying to set a record for how long I go without posting in this diary… :thinking::grimacing:

Leaving aside my long procrastination, I come to say that I finally managed to make a decent clairvoyance mirror and also that tonight I’m going to make my second attempt at evocation with it, the first was earlier today, at 5:24 am. I have other things that I will report, but I will make other posts later, I think on Wednesday afternoon, since I need to study for important tests and therefore I need to concentrate.

So, this post was created just to update you guys and also for me to come back here to post again, since I’ve been avoiding doing that for some reason :sweat_smile:
And anyway, it’s time to update this.

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I know I said I wouldn’t post it until Wednesday, however I already had this written and thought I’d post it today.

This happened on June 21, 2023, I didn’t have the desire or time to post it here on the forum, but today I decided to post it because I was thinking about what happened that day and I still don’t have a clear of what really happened.

It was really wonderful to have written this down as soon as I woke up, as there were details that I didn’t remember, and others that I remembered but not so accurately, and this helped to refresh my memory and analyze each detail more calmly.
From here on, the story will continue as if the event had happened a short time ago, I think that this way it will be easier to understand.

“So, it had been a while since my sleep paralysis changed, I no longer saw any bizarre beings trying to attack or frighten me, but, on the other hand, I still felt extremely uncomfortable and tried my best to get out of that “state”, forcing myself to to wake up.
However, I recently found myself quite interested in astral travel, soul travel and lucid dreaming, and had read that sleep paralysis is a means of projecting, as is meditation.
But I was having problems with meditation, as I always ended up being hit by a strong drowsiness, which always ended with me sleeping, even if it was in an uncomfortable position.

On that day in question, early in the morning, as soon as I woke up, around 5:50 am Brasília time, I decided to try to have some lucid dream.
I lay on my back and completely relaxed my body, something “curious” is that this is the position in which I am most susceptible to paralysis, I don’t know why. And not surprisingly, it worked.

I felt my whole body relax deeply, even though I was aware of my surroundings. However, I began to hear a female voice telling me not to do that, to wake up and go after my sister, who was under a tree(it’s worth mentioning that I temporarily share my room with my older sister and she wasn’t in the room when I woke up), with that I felt a slight despair, because I didn’t know where she was and at that moment it was raining heavily.
I had deduced, before thinking about astral projection, that she had gone to check on our chicken farms, since recently a very common species of lizard here where I live(Salvator merianae for those who want to know the species), has been trying to “steal” and kill them. But in the meantime something bad happened and my sister couldn’t come home,
with that I felt a slight despair, because I didn’t know where she was and at that moment it was raining heavily.

The voice was insistent and annoying, yet I was slightly afraid of it, very characteristic of my paralysis, and it alternated between understandable and totally unfamiliar speech. Similar to that language you hear from “demons” in exorcism movies :joy:
I kept calm and, I don’t know why, I thought of a big flame of fire, big enough to fill the whole room, to make that voice go away, which, incredible as it may seem, worked.

With the path “cleared”, I tried to move, without physically moving, I ended up falling to the floor but quickly got up.
It was difficult to move, even more so to wander around the house. My consciousness alternated between seeing things from a first-person perspective and a third-person perspective.

I arrived in the living room and it was different, brighter as if it were a hot summer’s day, but there wasn’t the same unbearable heat, just a cozy and, strangely, pleasant warmth. At that moment I thought it would be interesting to try to evoking a demon to help me with this. My first choice was Belial, but I couldn’t remember all the characteristics of his sigil. So I decided to try Azazel, which in my opinion is the simplest sigil to remember and draw.

I had nothing to draw the sigil on, and it was then that mysterious blood suddenly “magically” appeared on my right hand. It’s worth remembering that I can never see my hand so clearly in a dream; in fact, I don’t even think about it or pay attention. But at that moment I did I saw every detail of it, even some small blood clots that had already appeared. And I kept admiring it for a few seconds, until I started to draw the sigil on the white wall, which is actually light blue.

The sigil turned out to be a little too “straight”, and not slightly tilted to the side, as it really is. Despite this, I was determined to evoke him, I started chanting his name (in my haste, I forgot to open the sigil :joy:), I kept alternating between speaking slowly and quickly, until I felt something with me in the room. I stopped and looked around and saw nothing, I continued and called him more fervently and that’s when I saw a black mass running from one side to the other, from the kitchen to the living room, until its shape became humanoid. This black mass sat on the arm of the sofa and stared at me, although there were no “visible” eyes, I could feel its attention on me. However, I felt no fear, only curiosity.

I slowly approached him, standing about thirty centimeters from him, and asked if he was Azazel, “he” nodded positively. I became suspicious and asked him to show me the sigil attributed to Azazel, just as I had read here on the forum about astral parasites. It was a unicursal hexagram, and I don’t know if it had anything to do with Azazel or not, but at the time I deduced that it didn’t.
I did the same as I did with the voice at the beginning, but unlike with the voice, it was relatively difficult to make that being disappear. The fire couldn’t consume him completely, it was as if that black mass was absorbing all the fire and molding it to his dark body, thus becoming a black fire.

I had to make an effort to stay focused, because I was very angry at not having been able to evoke him and also at having attracted something that thought I was too stupid to be easily fooled.
The fire finally made it disappear in a small, sparkling explosion.
As I said, I was WAY too interested in astral projection to give up.
I thought very vaguely about something I read in one of EA’s books, I think it was Questing After Visions, and then I turned to the closed window.

I knew that if I jumped towards it, it wouldn’t break, but I still had a certain fear, something that was quickly overcome.
I positioned myself, as if “to gain momentum”, one meter away from the window, and when I felt ready enough I ran, I jumped and partially went through the window, keeping my head and arms outside and leaving the rest of my limbs still inside the house.

On the sidewalk, I saw my sister sitting very calmly, even more so when she saw her younger sister climbing out of a CLOSED window.
She didn’t say anything about it.
I pulled my body back and did the same thing, this time I didn’t get stuck, but went completely through the window.
I felt my body propel upwards and then start to fall towards the ground.
At that moment I wished I had wings (I know, a bit stupid, but that’s what made sense to me at the time), and instantly a pair of wings sprouted from my back, I didn’t see exactly what they looked like but I started to gain altitude very quickly, that moment was something very interesting and incredible.

My sister said something to me, and at the moment I can’t remember exactly what, I just remember that I agreed positively.
Still gliding in the air, I was beginning to feel my body still on the bed, and I could even move my fingers slightly. After that, everything began to return to “normal”, that is, I returned to my bed, or my consciousness returned, I don’t know, with the same stormy rain and no more pleasant sunshine.
Not that that was a bad thing at the time, although I miss heavy rain, which has been very rare around here".

So, was what I experienced an astral projection or a lucid dream?

~15/08/24~
Today’s thoughtsI confess that I am struggling with my procrastination regarding carrying out my magical practices

Ok, I was supposed to have updated this yesterday, as I said, but I ended up getting very tired, and a bit disappointed, for taking the exams that were taking my sleep away (the subject I studied so much for, in one of the exams, ended up not even appearing in it, and it had been said in the public notice that yes, the topic would fall).
Anyway, I took Wednesday off to play on mobile and rest a lot, since the beginning of this month was totally frantic and focused on studying for these exams.

I forgot to mention that… I MISSED A MEGA, PERFECT AND AMAZING PROMOTION OF THE BEELZEBUB BOOK OF EA! :sob::sob::sob: IT WAS THE BOOK I WANTED MOST FROM HIM AND I JUST MISSED IT! :broken_heart::broken_heart::broken_heart:
A large part of the blame goes entirely to my sister who was indecisive and a little paranoid about calculating how HER interest would be paid, and everything else.

Although I am also partly to blame for choosing to pay on Pix, where payment had to be made within 30 minutes before being cancelled, and not generate one slip for payment, in which the payment period was longer. And while I was arguing with her about this, the book discount passed and so did the time to buy it. I can’t say enough that if only my mother and I had been involved in this decision, I would now be so happy to have purchased the book I’ve most wanted to have since I started practicing magick. And also because I wanted to delve deeper into Beelzebub and the EA experience was what I wanted to know…

I have to say that my biggest HATE is completely directed at another bank where I have a one credit card. I’ve never seen a bank as useless and exploitative as this one, damn the time I decided to join this pit of parasites.
Even though the card has a limit, it won’t deduct online purchases, payments via QR codes or barcodes from the limit on the card itself, you need to have money in your account for that and I didn’t have any! :smiling_face_with_tear:

I tried to make a new purchase and the discounted amount was no longer there… I tried to change the payment method, when I still had time to pay, and I couldn’t, this is a bad part of Amazon, and now I’m sad and angry, both at losing this discount and at my exams…
Every hour, minute, second I go back to the EA books page on Amazon just to see if this discount is back and nothing…

Unfortunately I can’t spend money on your books at the moment, coupled with the fact that I have animals, some of them sick, who need special care and feeding. As well as bills to be paid, and, it pains me to say this, I really can’t spend money on any very expensive books right now… even though I really want to.

As soon as my parents go to bed, I’m going to summon Sastan to help me with my mirror clairvoyance, I’m going to do some new tarot readings to train and I’m going to meditate a bit.

Before the call-up, a little game to relax (stress me out :joy:)

~ 11/08/24 ⎯ 05:29 am ~

I had to post this post before the other one, about my experience with the scrying mirror, because it is, in a way, more important.

This is just a thank you post and a public apology to King Paimon. Ever since I got into it, into the occult, he has been an incredible mentor who has helped me immensely with the school drug.
But for a while now I’ve felt that I’ve distanced myself too much from him, either because of the school itself, which was making me almost have a nervous breakdown, or because I felt a certain “disappointment” coming from him.
And therefore concludes that it would be best not to contact him for a while

I can’t say that one of us is entirely to blame for this situation, as my senses are not yet fully developed and I’m still learning to read tarot.
I may have made some agreement before and forgotten to keep my end of the bargain, without having written anything about it somewhere it’s hard to be sure, since my memory is terrible and with school it gets even worse, so it’s quite possible. For that reason, I’ll be writing about any agreement I have with any spirit in order to avoid this.

In any case, I wanted to apologize for any misunderstandings, so I offered him a mixture of incense sticks, which had already gone out when I took the photo, a candle that had finished burning later, because I had to put it out before my mother woke up, and this sincere apology.
This was what I could offer at the moment.
I really appreciate this great King and with deep sincerity I want to learn more from him.



So, King Paimon, I’m really sorry if I’ve offended you in any way, I can be very obtuse and slow to understand what you, or any other spirit, tries to tell me or help me :sweat_smile:

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~ 19/08/24 ⎯ 14:19 pm~

Today’s thoughtsI feel an immeasurable emptiness slowly consuming me, even though earlier today I had a feeling that something good would happen… but now nothing, I feel nothing, just this emptiness threatening to swallow up my anguished existence.

This post was already written and should have been posted on 16/08/24, but I ended up leaving it until the afternoon and instead of translating the text I ended up going to watch the movie that the band Ghost had recently released. Unfortunately I couldn’t go to the cinema to watch it, so I decided to wait for some “good soul” to make the movie available later, which happened. After the movie, I was actually going to translate this experience, but I forgot that on Friday (16) the Pokémon Unite World Championship premiered, which took all my focus away from writing and… I didn’t translate it or post it here… :person_facepalming:t3:

Looking more closely at my procrastination, I see that I’m simply avoiding keeping a routine of writing about my magical path, I haven’t found a specific reason for this. I think this is also something I should investigate when I start exploring my shadows.

What do I fear most about this path and, above all, about myself?

Anyway, I’ll do my best to keep this diary organized, but I have some practices that I’ve done before and I need to put them here, so don’t think I got the post dates wrong because no, I didn’t., after the next post (19/08/24) all the next ones will be about practices I’ve done on different days and years, but which I’m only publishing now. For the sake of organization, they will be ordered in their respective dates, from the oldest to the most recent.

I was going to start the evocation with the mirror at ten forty at night, more or less, however, lately I’ve been feeling very overwhelmed and tired to the extreme, so I decided to get some sleep and only do it in the early hours of the morning, at 2:20 a.m. to be exact, except that I didn’t hear the alarm go off and ended up waking up only two hours later, but I still decided to go ahead and summon it. After all, my parents left at that time to go to the doctor and it turned out to be the perfect time to try.

The mantras used were:

For the evocation itself, I followed EA’s instructions in “Works of Darkness”, but I was having trouble visualizing, trying to see a python was proving more difficult than I thought, so I opted to let “the images flow”.

At first, I was undecided about the best position for the mirror and the candles to be in the best alignment, as well as the lighting of the candles, as you can see in the photos. Ignore the bright spots on the mirror, it’s the reflection of the light coming in from a recently damaged roof tile, by stray cats, and yes, 04:40 is already clear that way here, at least when the weather isn’t rainy.

In the first photo, I chose to leave the mirror almost close to the ground, as it is still without its frame, because I’m still trying to find one that fits it perfectly online, I left it under its own parcel box, so as not to damage the edges.
I could still see my knees and hands reflected in it and that confused me to the point of thinking it was a “vision”.

So I moved to a higher position, where my own reflection wouldn’t appear in the mirror, and in a way it worked very well, until it started to dawn and those points of light got in the way. Okay, that’s easily solved by doing it at a different time.

With the “technical problems” solved, it was time to really concentrate on this.
I relaxed a little, letting the tension and frustration dissipate with each breath. I picked up his sigil and began to open it. As soon as I began to see the thick lines moving under the white paper, I focused my vision on the mirror.
Something that resembled mist began to project itself onto the mirror, its movements were slow and fluid, going from bottom to top, when my vision tried to focus specifically on this mist it would quickly move and disappear, then reappear at another point on the mirror, slow and fluid again.

This mist began to fill the entire mirror, and it was interesting to see, but I was still having trouble maintaining this “state” of open vision, since every time I feel that the experience will reach a new “level” I lose focus, or rather, my focus turns to something mundane, such as the mosquito that made an irritating noise, or the unbearable cold.
I stayed in this “loop” of concentrating, seeing something and then going back to square one again, for a while longer. There was nothing more interesting, so I chose to end the evocation for the day, which in a way I really had to do, since in a few hours I needed to resolve some things.

~ 17/08/24 ⎯ 14:47 pm ~

Today’s thoughtsI feel pressured to pay attention to “something”, but I’m not sure if it’s wise, I have reservations about such"it" and so I choose to do what I do best: ignore it.

Well, yesterday was one of those lucky days that I rarely have: I got the house empty for a few hours in the evening, since my parents decided to go to church (including my father, which is rare for him, although I kind of encouraged him even more to do so).
I decided to try again to improve my clairvoyance with the mirror a little earlier than usual. At first nothing changed, I started by clearing out any stagnant energy or presence, with the help of the EA incantation and this mantra, I also chose not to use candles as it would be difficult to hide them in time, or to clean up the wax on the floor.

I called Sastan using his sigil, and the lines moved in the same way, up and down, to one side and the other, disappearing and reappearing.
I asked for his help to improve my clairvoyant senses and I didn’t get a clear answer, like a voice answering me, just a good feeling about it.
I took that as a “yes” and then fixed my gaze on the mirror.
At first I only got a faint haze, brief images that made no sense to me, until at one point I saw, as it seemed to me, the half-distorted face of an old woman with her mouth wide open. It was a very quick apparition, but it was enough to make my heart race for a moment, as much out of… a little fear as out of satisfaction.

That image disappeared and in its place small shadows moved across the mirror, and in a while the mirror turned black, in fact even the wall behind it, which was interesting.
I wanted to give the spirit some image to manifest itself more clearly, so I tried to imagine the python again, but I couldn’t create a clear image of it, nor could I make it still. With that in mind, I decided to leave it up to the spirit itself to decide what image it wanted to manifest.

I’ll point out here that after this decision I could see small vibrant red and orange dots, as if they were eyes watching me, and they moved around the mirror and then disappeared.
I’m not sure what I saw immediately afterwards, only that it looked like a half-humanoid draconic face, I’m not too sure about that.

At times, I had to stop and apologize to Sastan for this, because I needed to check that everything was okay in the rest of the house, as I was hearing strange noises. Another time, I stopped what I was doing because my cat woke up (he was asleep on the bed) and suddenly became very interested in seeing what was in the mirror and that was getting in the way, although it was quite funny to see him trying to peek in the mirror with his big fat face.

It’s important to say that there were significant changes in the environment, such as the temperature, which was in a middle ground of “hot and cold”, quite pleasant even.
However, when I started all this, I could feel a cold wind coming into the room, through the ajar door, but there was no window open for this to happen or any other air intake.
To keep the mirror aligned and still, it was propped up on the wall.
I set up a sort of altar next to my bed and, at one point, I raised my arm to relieve some of the tension and noticed that the part just above the bed was very cold. It wasn’t a “still wind”, it was more like the wind from an air conditioner, you know? Constant.

Despite this, I didn’t notice anything else pertinent, just a little anxiety about my parents’ imminent arrival, except that at times I felt as if there was something moving in circles inside my forehead, as if it wanted to “come out”.
This took my focus away and I ended up having to concentrate again, open the sigil once more and focus on the black mirror.
With astonishing speed, those same images soon manifested themselves and, this time, everything around the mirror, including it, turned black, as if there was some kind of black hole there.

When I saw this, I felt a little uneasy. I heard a sweet voice speaking softly, as if from a distance, telling me to stop and continue later.
Perhaps it was Sastan, or my conscience warning me, but whatever the case I simply replied that I could continue, I really wanted to know where this was going. It didn’t even take two minutes and that same voice told me to stop again, this time I gave in, understanding that it wasn’t a request but an order. I thought it best not to argue.
When I put the mirror away and got up to go to bed, I felt dizzy. Not only that, but I also felt a strong urge to vomit and my head was too heavy, as if something was pressing down on it.

I lay down and waited for it to pass, unfortunately a few minutes later I had to get up, still feeling the symptoms, and deal with a nasty cockroach.
I hate these disgusting little creatures, I hate them coming near me, or anywhere I live, and dealing with them is a nightmare, due to a certain “trauma” I had in childhood with them.
I’m ashamed to admit that it was quite a spectacle, worthy of being in a circus :joy:, luckily I managed to get rid of it, that’s what matters.

I’m going to work on it constantly, until I reach perfection, but I’m not going to focus only on that, I have to start with cartomancy too, so I’ll focus on that last part soon.

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I chose to rest the next day, the 18th, so there were no magical activities to report about such day.

No work yesterday to report here, due to… hum, I wasn’t very well to do it, scrying with the mirror, because my anxiety and sadness overcame me for good (I don’t want to talk about it now) and I was simply too tired physically and mentally for anything other than trying to relieve this weight I feel(not with damage of any kind to myself).

Living as if I were a “strong and unshakeable” person all the time has its costs, even though I really need to be like this all the time.
To cry relieved this feeling and today I feel good and more prepared for new magical adventures and… to have to go back to school tomorrow :expressionless:

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Today’s thoughtswhen I think of surrendering I remember how brave you were before you left…

I’d like to come back here to relate my experiences, but unfortunately it’s to relate something not magical, but of great importance to me.

It’s hard to write this, to admit that my beloved kitten died yesterday… the tears that I kept under a mask of indifference all day finally came to light.
This is the same kitten from another post that I saved. Just like my other animals, who are part of my family, she had a piece of my heart, my admiration, my zeal and all the good things I still have left.
I’ve always dealt with the death of my animals in an intense and extreme way, THEY ARE MY WHOLE WORLD and every time I lose one of them that world collapses, but today I coped well, I pretended very well, but it’s at night that everything comes to a head.

It’s a pain that will never heal, it’s a part of my heart that will never return, she fought so hard and I could see the burning desire in her eyes to LIVE! But yesterday morning she looked at me in a way that said she had to go, that this time she wouldn’t be able to win, and I agreed. She meowed, a grateful meow, I gave her some affection and food, she looked at me as if to thank me for being with her until the end, for never having abandoned her, regardless of whether their disease could be transmitted to humans. I’ll never from that look
She was such a little baby and so lively that I called her Pimenta(Pepper). I would have liked her to have beaten this cursed disease and been able to run with her brothers again, but now she will do it, on another plane, with her brother who died at a very young age.

Sorry for this outburst, I don’t have anyone who cares enough to talk about it and I feel that talking about it here, on the forum, will help me to assimilate it a little…
When my mind is clearer, I’ll talk about it in more detail, but not now, when the pain, and the remedies, dull my senses and my thinking…

You just need a better life than this

You need somethin’ I can never give…

Can’t make you happier now… :broken_heart: :paw_prints:

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~ 31/08/2024 ⎯ 15:22 pm ~

Today’s thoughtsI feel a strange calm in my being, it’s not as if the pain has disappeared, it’s just that it’s asleep inside…

After that, about two months later, she ended up contracting sporotrichosis.
Where I live, for as long as my mother has lived here, 40 years, there has never even been a case of this disease here. However, in the last few months the number of cases in my entire country has risen out of control.
Even though my cats live at home, with no interaction with the street, one of them ended up running away and, through some misfortune and carelessness on our part, got into a fight with other infected cats.

Until then, my whole family had been totally unaware of this disease. I only knew about these cases because I followed animal rescue NGOs on Instagram and knew what the symptoms were like. Wounds ended up appearing on him and I promptly took him to the vet, they took samples from the wounds and the result was positive. Okay, we bought all the medication and looked after him properly until he healed. To avoid spreading the disease to our other cats (including her), we left her at home, in a large separate area with a door but with plenty of ventilation, and he stayed in the rest of the house, as he refused to eat or drink if he was stuck in a cage.

However, what the vet forgot to mention was that contact with scratches is not the only way to become infected; the disease can also be transmitted through sneezing.
And that’s how she ended up getting infected, before the sores appeared and he was diagnosed.

We didn’t notice at first, there was no physical indication that she was infected, she wasn’t even sneezing! There was no chance of doing a test to find out, as the vets here only do it if there are any wounds, so there was no way we could have noticed it. She was fine before the diagnosis, eating and drinking well, running around the house like a rocket. She had no contact with him after the diagnosis, and whenever we had contact with him (the infected cat), when we cleaned his wounds and administered his medication, sanitation was strictly followed. Gloves and sterilization of hands.

We only noticed that she was contaminated when her nose grew abnormally overnight, and I’m not making this up or in any way magnifying it, it really was a VERY sudden change!
I spent a lot of time watching the other animals to see if they were okay and then I would certainly have noticed if it had started slowly.
The vet confirmed it and she started taking the same medication as the other cat (1 capsule of itraconazole 100 mg + floxiclin 50 mg + prednisone 20 mg) once a day for 30 days.
Unlike my other cat, she was affected much more severely than he was, perhaps because she was still a kitten and he was already an adult. Although the treatment slowed down the progression of the disease, it began to get more complicated; lots of sores, lack of oxygenation and a bit of apathy, but she continued to eat and hydrate very well.

I never let her lack medication, food or anything else, but perhaps she decided on her own that it was enough for her.
I won’t say I didn’t think about euthanasia, I did, but I gave up because I saw how much she was fighting to live, even though her body was frail. I saw that flame, even when she wanted to play with her siblings, but unfortunately she didn’t have the energy. I think she understood that, although she wanted to LIVE, this body wouldn’t last long and that this was the best choice. I don’t know how I understood that, but I did when I looked into her eyes. She just wanted confirmation that I would understand, that I would be okay with it, that I would be fine.
I accepted it, it was her decision and as much as it hurt me deeply I would accept it, I just asked her to come back to me, if she could, or to never forget me and the time we spent joints.

That night she died.
I always stayed close to most of my animals when they were dying, holding their paws and giving them comfort, but in some cases I couldn’t bear it, it was too painful to feel their hearts give their last beats.
And I couldn’t bear to do that to her. I was a coward, I admit, I couldn’t do it, yet I called Rafael and asked him to bring comfort, calm, peace and to free her from any pain she was feeling in her final moments. And also to guide her to a better place, even though that is a not specific function of his. I felt that he accepted, I even felt my heart and thoughts lighter.

I’ve left some things out because I wanted to keep this as short as possible and because it still hurts me so much talk about it.
Anyway, at the moment I’m fine, I’ve spent the last few days very busy with school, It’s strange how these things always happen when I have this kind of incident, it seems that it’s precisely so that I don’t think about what happened and don’t suffer any more. I suspect that Belial has something to do with it, our partnership is something that I appreciate very much, yet he always acts in a very strange way and I have the feeling that it’s him who does this kind of thing, I’m not sure why, I suspect it’s to keep me “on the path” and not get sidetracked, or overwhelmed, by these events.

Even with all this going on, I’m glad my dog is okay, she had a swelling on her hind legs and was limping a lot. Obviously I took her to the vet, and no, it wasn’t sporotrichosis, she doesn’t have access to the street and cats are scared of my dogs, even though none of them harm them, I can’t say the same for birds.
The vet didn’t know for sure what she had (he suspected dermatitis), so he just prescribed medication to treat it and a blood test to rule out any other suspicions.

It was really incredible how I got all her medication for free, and I didn’t even ask for anything like that, or similar, to any spirit. One of the medicines (cephalexin monohydrate) was the most expensive and coincidentally I already had it at home, because it had been prescribed to my mother some time ago and she got it for free at the health center, and another consisted of just an oil to apply to her wounds in order to heal them. I got this oil, despite the fact that it’s not allowed to give medicines to animals, from the health center also itself.
Now all I need to do is do her blood count. I already have a specific clinic that charges a good price and I don’t need to go there because the vet himself comes to my house to take your blood. But I won’t do it until I’ve received my money, at the beginning of next month, and I really hope that the results are all right.

I forgot to mention that I once again called on Raphael and Marbas to heal her (I’m wanting to extend my relationship with them further, to something other than requests, but not now), so they also deserve my gratitude.
I’ll continue my work with Sastan for a few more days and then start with Mepsitahl.

~ 06/09/2024 ⎯ 6:19 am ~

Today’s thoughtsI can see that this diary is going to end up in a mess, but in a way I don’t mind.

What I’m going to tell you here is something nice that happened a few days ago, but I only stopped to write it down today.
For a while now, I’ve been experiencing a rather annoying discomfort at the top of my head. It wasn’t a typical headache, which stops when you take some medication, it was more like a pressure, as if there was something constantly squeezing the top of my head and this was irritating me deeply. I suspect that this, or whatever was doing this, was causing another series of symptoms in me, such as: oversleeping, extreme tiredness, slight mental confusion, due to the constant sleep, and sleepless nights. Anyway, I was considering doing a series of tests to rule out anything physical, as it was worrying me and getting in the way a lot, and only then would I move on to the spiritual.

it turns out, that when I was taking the bus home, dead tired, I had a strong urge to try to “cure” whatever was on my mind, spiritual or otherwise.
It was a sunny day and I, as lucky as I am, was burning on the side where the sun was at that moment, the left side.
Well, I decided to take advantage of this and sort of try to use the sun’s energy to help me with this, I didn’t follow any “tutorial” from here, from BALG, or elsewhere, I don’t know if I read it in a post or not, to “inspire” me, I just left the discomfort of the sun on my skin aside, relaxed and visualized a golden energy, very strong, coming down from the top of my head until it radiated through every corner of my body. I imagined this energy burning away the impurities that resided in me, whether they were attached parasites, thoughts or anything else that wasn’t beneficial to me.

Soon after, this same light began to rise from inside me outwards, I could see that black, disgusting energy coming out of me through this light which, as soon as it left my body, transformed into a small, luminous golden orb.
It hovered about two centimeters from my head.

This orb began to suck this energy into itself (I don’t really know how to describe it, but the energy looked like ectoplasm like what is shown in Supernatural, which, by the way, is my favorite series :purple_heart:), I was surprised that it was no small thing that was being purified.
When that energy was taken out of me, I saw it take on a humanoid aspect, without any female or male physical characteristics. After that, I repeated the first stage again and visualized the energy of the sun and its heat, more intense, burning away any remnants of this evil energy that had been left in me.

I can tell you that after that I REALLY felt strengthened, the tiredness was greatly reduced and I no longer felt sleepy.
The sun didn’t even bother me anymore, it was actually quite cozy to be in all that heat (even though I hate heat and prefer it cold).

Anyway, I don’t really know what I’ve done, I’ve healed myself of course, but it’s still a bit surreal, given that it was the second time I’d done something like that (in this case, the first time I’d done it on a human). After all that I still feel its strengthening effects, so much so that when I wake up early I’m not tired or extremely sleepy (with the exception of when I stay up all night, then I feel a bit tired, but not to the point of falling asleep at any time or anywhere).

A couple of days ago I called Rafael again, but it was to help my niece who had been awake all night, burning up and feeling very uncomfortable.
You see, she’s only 7 months old and it’s a bit difficult to know exactly what she was feeling, but her discomfort with something was visible.
Neither she nor my sisters slept because of this, and it’s worth noting that my older sister spends the night at her house so that the two of them aren’t alone. because she is separated from her husband.

I woke up at 2 a.m to study, but I didn’t because I like to study when everyone is asleep and at that time my mother ended up waking up because of a phone call from my sister about it, she was so stressed, because of the fever that didn’t go down even though the girl was taking medication, that she was going to take her to the hospital right then and wanted my old lady to go with her.
And I, worried about the little girl, called Rafael, through his sigil, to work.
I asked him to cure anything that was making her ill, restless or afraid.

Due to an unforeseen event, the hospital my mother was going to take her to had been closed since 2022 and my mother didn’t know about it, I only found out because I googled whether it would be open at that time and it was listed as “permanently closed”, I wasn’t satisfied with that and I looked it up and found a video of an interview that talked about it. The alternative was to take her to the emergency room and get a referral to another hospital if she needed to be admitted.

In the end, the baby calmed down and slept a little and my sisters decided that it would be better if she (my middle sister and the baby’s mother) rested too.
So that when it dawned a little more she would be rested to go to the hospital.
That didn’t happen, she didn’t even need to go to the emergency room, because when I arrived at school three and a half hours later, I promptly called my mom to ask and she told me that the fever had gone down and she was sleeping peacefully.

When the night came she no longer had a fever!
I just have to thank this incredible archangel who always helps me with these issues.
Thank you Raphael!

Today’s thoughtsToday dawned rainy and dark, my favorite weather. I feel a certain optimism, even though discouragement is present…

It’s been a pain to write with my other (left) arm hurting like hell, thankfully not my dominant side.
Last night I had to break up a fight between my cats that took on rather critical proportions. You see, there are a lot of street cats in heat and this cat of mine just suddenly attacked another male cat of mine, this cat lives in another room of the house, outside properly screened, precisely to prevent the two from meeting and this happening, when the same went inside the house and this cat of mine (the attacker) saw him and attacked him from behind.

My sister and I managed to separate them, but he decided to attack an old cat who lives with him, but to his misfortune, she is a cat who is used to fighting, even though her eyesight was blurred by an illness when she was a kitten, and she simply repelled him and retreated. No harm done.
Finally, not satisfied, he decided to fight with a younger cat who is too calm to fight and always gets the worst of these situations.
This cat has suffered a lot in his life and this kind of confrontation leaves him very shaken, which is why I acted without thinking and tried to separate them. I succeeded, but he wrapped himself around my arm like an anaconda and started biting and scratching. Wow, it hurt so much and it was hard to get him off my arm. He even managed to scratch my sister and my father (to a lesser extent) when they tried to restrain him.

I’m not sure what happened in those hours, I was busy trying to quell the excruciating pain, and the blood, in my arm.
All I know is that my father managed to stop him and take him away from everyone.
I didn’t care about anything but the pain that I wanted to go away, and my sister tried to console me from the kitchen. I didn’t understand why she didn’t come to me, until she said she was feeling a bit sick, and that’s when I saw that he had scratched her arm deeply, so much so that there was a lot of blood on the floor and splashes on the stove.

When I saw this I put my pain aside and went to help her, it’s a good and bad trait in me, I told her to sit down so she wouldn’t fall over from dizziness, and I started to stop the bleeding.
The pain in my arm was unbearable from the physical effort, but she needed me and I couldn’t back down.
I made the necessary bandages and went to see if the cats were all right, fortunately they were, frightened but fine.
This cat of mine, who attacked the others, is not an aggressive cat, he’s a bit ignorant but not an irrational little beast, he’s sweet and I love him even though he did this to us, my sister says the same. I don’t take for the heart nothing that an animal, except humans, does to me badd.

The problem, there are a lot of female cats in heat, as I said before, and not only them around, there are also a lot of male street cats in the neighborhood, cats I’ve never seen around here before, probably attracted from other places, and they’ve now thought it would be a good idea to try to get into my house to fight with my cats, they even growl at them from outside the window.

And my cat isn’t neutered yet, so this whole situation has probably stressed him out to the point of “seeing enemies where there are none”. He’s still on the waiting list for free neutering. If the price wasn’t so exorbitant where I live, I would have done it sooner, privately. In fact, he’s fine, he’ll stay with me and I’ll find a solution to this situation, not least because no one who loves their animals likes to see them fight, let alone discard them as if they had no feelings or were replaceable.

Anyway, I ended up not continuing with my scrying practice and this frustrated me, because I really wanted to do it and the pain in my arm was stopping me.
I ended up going to sleep to see if it would relieve me a little, I put on the Belial song, to distract me and also because I wanted to continue my immersion in this particular demon.

The music in this post:

In the end, I hope to be able to practice something today, even if it’s meditation.

I’d even publish a photo of how my arm looks, but I don’t feel comfortable taking pictures at the moment…