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Front cover makes it look like a breakfast cereal.
I'd be interested in taking a look at this, although from the reviews there's something vaguely unpleasant about it that I can't quite put my finger on, not sure what that is exactly, seems very self-consciously 'hip and modern' - and whilst it would be nice to see that carried off without dumbing-down the material, I'm not placing any bets. This could just be the way that the publishers are pitching it though.
Having said that, I'd definitely like to take a look at it, just because someone has had the audacity to re-package Abramelin as something that resembles Primal Scream's 'Screamadelica'. Which is quite funny in itself. This is by no means one of my specialist areas, but isn't Abramelin generally regarded as 'extremely heavy shit'? If I recall correctly, this is the ritual that Crowley fucked up on, went crazy in Boleskin Manor, couldn't carry through with the ritual, and ran screaming back to London in occult terror - or something along those lines, I'm sure it was Abramelin.
Also, I seem to remember that an integral part of the ritual is the 'magickal retirement' aspect - where you have to remove yourself from worldly affairs and approach the whole thing as a kind of monastic retreat that you eventually emerge from all HGA-ed up. So I'm not sure how this will be handled, seeing as the book seems to be marketed as something you can fit in conveniently around your life. I dunno, I wouldn't want to diss somebody's work without reading it, but Abramelin strikes me as a difficult one to make shiny and accesible without losing much of its spirit. |
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