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OMG. I've been in some kind of a trance since taking the 32nd Degree. I had repeated, strong visions of angels through the entire rite: big ones, small ones, ones as big as your head, ones holding open the roof of the Cathedral. I still tear up. I've occasionally seen what appear to be autonomous angels doing Golden Dawn style magical work ("seen" in the inner vision sense) but this was nothing like that. They were tangible, innumerable, this hugely skilled, concerted team.
I'm a seasoned occultist. I've seen Hindu saints, people said to be Avatars (and I believe 'em) and I've never seen anything like this. I was trying to keep it to myself until it had settled in, but on balance, this one is for sharing: I've never seen the kind of Angelic power and Angelic involvement I saw doing those degrees. Never. Ever.
I've never seen a church service, a wedding, anything, as flooded with *love*, love for all of humanity, as what I saw during those rituals. Geezers in stage costumes re-enacting fragments of Victoriana-style history surrouneded on the other level by these *beings*.
As I said, I'm a pretty seasoned sorceror. Mainly GD. I've just never seen anything like this. It's been a few days, I've tried to let it settle in... I just have to speak. I actually feel compelled to.
I don't know the details, I don't know how it works, but it's an Angelic institution. There may be other things within it - bad branches, or other forces, but that time, that ritual... Watching these subtle beings moving around in the audience, blessing, initiating, teaching people who could not even percieve them every detail of the art, how to be a human part of the Angelic World... bestowing Grace...
Jesus Christ, I'm just blown away. Been trying to ground it out, stabilize it, let it setting into the bucket I keep weird experiences in, but sorry guys... this one is to share.
I got a glimpse of something. Of a race, a species of beings of almost incredible love, moving through the ranks. I keep trying to describe this image: ranks of lawyers, doctors, car mechanics, all in their good suits, watching, and all unaware of the Angels moving among them.
One of the realest experiences in my life. I'm watching my life change right now, watching old situations, old patterns just melt off, the energy of contact increasing rather than diminishing. I got hit pretty good, so much light I can bearly contain it.
It's like having the sun in my head right now.
This sounds fucking crazy.
There's a bit in one ritual where they have an initiatee in a white robe, wearing an apron and a lamen (woo! like you couldn't guess that). Big flowing sleeves, on this occasion a really tall thin guy. And there were these identically dressed entities, but the "robes" were energy fields, parts of the beings, and the lamen was actually some kind of energy form manifest on their skin, showing the same design. The stood there, looking alike, him unaware of them, but them proud of their new brother.
The Founding Fathers. The Boston Tea Party... done by Brothers on break from their Lodge, allegedly. The American Revolution - entire lodges went to fight under their lodge banners. The backbone of the world we live in was laid by this institution: Issac Newton was a member, and almost certainly wrote large chunks of the Second Degree. I don't know...
I thought it was a shell, a burned out old man's club. I'd seen traces of something else, some other power, in for-example my own initiations which had been pretty powerful with no skilled occultists involved. It was a mystery.
I guess this time the mystery revealed itself.
I'm still trying to make sense of it. This ostensibly old man's club, this burned out shell, turns out to be powered by Angels. Who manifest in a way I'd never believed possible. And do the initiations while the old guys parade around on stage.
Not that the old guys don't do a nice job, but it's not where the mojo is coming from.
Freemasonry, at least the Scottish Rite, appears to be powered by Angels.
There. I've said it. Now take me somewhere quiet and feed me with a soft plastic spoon.
And I'm sitting here, just understanding what's going on. This crazy institution, assuming it was always like this, that this isn't new... it really could go back, way back: Solomon's Temple is the ostensible starting point. Could be: the Builders Of The Temple, the Masons, well what if they built with light, not stone, knew the rituals for building tethers, points where the human and angelic world could connect. And what if that's the Great Secret, what's been passed along and guarded so carefully.... explains the GD material pretty nicely, explains the whole "Who's Got The Secret Chiefs" thing, as the tether of the split-off order failed...
And History... god... I'm speculating on the edge of crazy, but people - all sworn to various vows - all guided by these unseen hands. Open the lodge, tune in to the Angelic level, sit and charge with the energy, close the lodge and bring more and more of that Angelic Light into the world.
Now I sound like a fucking propagandist. Let me say: it's full of old fucking geezers who have no idea what's going on. They just sit there and Do The Work as they calll it, not an aware bone in their frayed bodies...
I just... I wouldn't believe it if I read it. This looks like rambling nonsense, but it's just shattered my fucking paradigms harder than any acid trip, any ritual.
I'm blown away. Our civilization is guided by Angels. And they show up in *masonic*lodges*.
Bro. Muppet, who's just not *used* to this kind of thing. |
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