“I bring thee the flower which was in the beginning, the
glorious lily of the Great Water!“  

– Hieroglyphic text from Denderah

One can find depictions of the blue lotus flower in almost
every Ancient Egyptian temple and much of the sacred art.

The blue lotus was a symbol of rebirth as the flower closes in the evening and re-opens every day of its life-cycle.

In one of the
Egyptian creation myths a blue lotus, son of Nun and Nuit, emerges from the
primordial waters and opens, creating the world. 

It is also interesting to note that the blue lotus when
ingested has mild psychoactive properties not unlike MDMA. A favorite Egyptian pastime
was to drink wine that had been steeped in dried lotus flowers.

In my visions I sometimes see the scribe-priests of Khemenu,
after a long day copying and creating scrolls, walk down to the banks of the
Nile to enjoy the cool air. They would sail on small barges, drinking the blue
lotus wine late into the evening. As Nuit revealed her glory above they would participate
in what gnostics later called the, “Feast of Love.”

Today, on the sixteenth day of September, 2018, the first
day of the Feast of the Cyprians, I have completed the first draft of the book,
“Emergent Magick.” For over a year-and-a-half my beloved Thoth has been a
guide, an inspiration, and at times a harsh task master. So I bring to him this
offering of a crystal blue lotus flower, in gratitude for his aid in this great
accomplishment.

Praise Djhuety!

Now the hard work begins. Editing, lay-out, more editing,
re-writing, more editing, and production. It needs to be the best I can make
it, in honor of all those who inspired its creation. Stay tuned, as we will be
asking for help in the coming months with all that is necessary to bring the
book to print.

Frater T rambles about magick while he’s high.

That spell is a homonym should be the first clue. To cast a spell is to make the words. The Word has always been the most powerful magick sapiens use. It is not unique to us, but we seem to use it par-excellence. And we are, of course, the only species that writes. Words allow us to have extremely complex thought patterns. 

Mighty is Djheuty, who is master of the Word.

And by far, the best thing we learned to do with words is tell stories. People will always stop and listen to a story. Make it entertaining. Use the old spell. The Monomyth. The hero has a thousand faces, but the story remains the same. The call to adventure… The descent into the underworld…  The promise of rebirth….

So yeah, as my gnostic friend says, “Write your own story. Live your own myth.”

shaitaniyya:

TEHUTI
(greek – Thoth)

Kamitic: Tehuti
Canaanite: Ratzi-El
Kabbalistical: Chokmah
Yoruba: Ifa, Orunmila
Indus Kush: Chinnamasta

Correspondences taken from Metu Neter vol. 1 by Ra Un Nefer Amen, Khamit Media Trans Visions Inc (1990).

I am thy writing tablet, oh Thoth, and I have brought unto thee thine ink jar.