Grottos of Lilith

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Grottos of Lilith

The Seer prayeth that a cloud may come between him and the sun, so that he may shut out the terror of the vision. And he is afire; he is terribly athirst; and no help can come to him, for the shew-stone blazeth ever with the fury and the torment and the blackness, and the stench of human flesh. The bowels of little children are torn out and thrust into his mouth, and a poison is dropped into his eyes. And Lilith, a black monkey crawling with filth, running with open sores, an eye torn out, eaten of worms, her teeth rotten, her nose eaten away, her mouth a putrid mass of green slime, her dugs dropping and cancerous, clings to him, kisses him. The shew-stone is all black and corrupt. O filth! Filth! Filth! And this is her great blasphemy: that she hath taken the name of the First Aethyr, bound it on her brow, and added thereunto the shameless yod and the tau for the sign of the Cross.

The Darkness binds Us to the unholy. It is the Darkness that shows Us what we veil and what is hidden…in the deepest nightmarish recesses of the dreaming soul. In this Darkness, there is no soul; we cannot hide from ourselves. Darkness is always with Us…beneath our feet, there is a Shadow during the day, as we sleep the shadows have their way with Us, with each illusion of Light brings a new day. And yet even that day must die. There is no struggle, no balance between Light and Darkness, because eventually even stars burn out into the Void.

It is the Darkness that is greater, stronger, that dominates..only the Darkness remains and endures forever. It is the blackness of the soul, of Mankind’s actions, and beliefs in elden gods that spawns chaos. It is Light that emanated from Darkness, Darkness is always patient, as it will always immerse the soul. Light comes from Darkness and returns to Darkness. Spiritual Darkness shows us our fears, our unspoken desires, our unthinkable wants, even the earthly shadows do not know what souls the Abyss has consumed forever.

There are no souls in the deaths you tread. Enter the dreaming world and tread upon pathways of shade many consider unnatural and cast aside what is hidden. This world, this existence is a “purgatory.” The shades, and nightmares we craft are generous. They conceal our true face that lies in the dark beneath our skins, our wildest inhibitions remain shadowed deeper between nightmares and fantasies. The greatest gift of the Left Hand Path and the blackest magic it offers is not the concealment of our secret truths, but concealing us from the truths of others. For a magician is an illusionist first and foremost, hell is empty all demons, devils, and monsters have been summoned into the nightmares of Man to become flesh! The dark’s patience is infinite, thus do the Watchers ever peer into the nightmares of Mankind, crafting wild desires and maddening nightmares into flesh.

Silently peering across the endless desert, lurk erotic cults professing obeisance in one form or another to devils, and gods of Lust. These cults are designed on the ritual adoration of Lust and Lust alone, be it in the form of Man, god, or devil. They have penetrated into various secret societies, and for the sake of proliferation of their timeless magic, taken up various names known and unknown to the general populace. The Old Ones of the Serpent have found themselves at the highest levels of society, government & politics, education, and religion. The worship and symbolism of the cult of the Serpent pervades all aspects of societies both old and new. I have witnessed their carnal rites behind the Sphinx of Ages. Hidden behind walls of Temples, Lodges, Mosques, Churches, are vessels of the forgotten, the pungent perfumes of rotted souls and the sweet aroma of secret sacrifices.

In the velvet of the darkness and harems of the dead, initiates of the Serpent drink symbolically from the river Styx under a pale moon. And in harems of the dead with their necromantic bacchanalia, the Old Serpent hisses to you the Nightside of Eden’s ecstasies. Your nightmares mesh with the remains of memories and incense smoke, cascading down to a chrysalis of pain. You have seen them..shadows sashaying into your fantasies and mania. Cults of the Serpent at different times in your life come between you and the Sun, shutting out the vision of your gods.

All your invocations to the Old Serpent have been cast aside to remain in the tomb; the Adepti of hidden erotic cults have now become the phantoms you chase along your path. That which is beauty lies in the blackness. There is no more desire. There is no more bliss. There is no more mercy. There is no more dream. A cult of devotees worships masks of the Old Serpent in dozens of cultures; the Serapic oracles of Isis, the wild Hunts of Artemis~Diana, the chthonic lore of Hecate and Demeter, ritual coitus dedicated to Inanna, among the cremation grounds of Hindu Kālī, Sumerian hymns to Ishtar, novenas to Mary Magdalene, and sado-masochistic sacrifices to Lilith. The Old Serpent finds herself in every religious mythos.

From the Akkadian Lilitû and her Sumero-Babylonian compliments, Ardat-Lili, Idlu-Lili, and Lamaştû, derives the Semitic LYLYT {Lilith}. The Lilitû primarily feasted upon women and children, referred to by the terrified inhabitants of Ur and Babylon as night-ghosts that roamed the deserts away from populace. Pictographs from 800^B.C. to 500^B.C.Babylonia depict “Lilith” in the company of snakes and other abominable animals, keeping with themes of her malevolence in Babylonian pottery, Persian and Jewish amulets and in the Qumran scrolls. The night-ghosts here evolved into the Jehovian mythopoeia seeping into the Christian paradigms of diabolatry. Isaiah 34; xiv in the Vulgate refers to “he-goats,” “hairy beasts,” again carried over from Judaic paradigm. The Vulgate thusly reads; “Et occurrent daemonia onocentauris, et pilosus clamabit alter ad alterum; ibi cubauit lamia, et inuenit sibi requiem.” Isaiah 34; xiv-xv refers to Lilith as the ‘Screech Owl.’ The Serpent in the form of Lilith initiated Mankind, the true Beast.

The Ancient Serpent cult worships all the icons of the Alma Māter; Black Isis, Ishtar, Astarte and Lilith. Alma Māter in her guise as the Black Madonna; all these forms adopt numerous roles on the exoteric in the secret tradition the Serpent. She represents Sophia the gnosis of ‘Divine Wisdom’ to lost Christianities, in the Cabala she is the Shechinah or ‘Bride of God’ who is also said to be Lilith despite the fact that orthodox Rabbinic Jews represents this originally Sumerian owl goddess of the dark moon as a vampyric night-hag and baby murderer. The Old Serpent embodies the undercurrent of occult knowledge preserved from ancient pagan teachings the Illuminati harvested in 12th century Europe, in the Renaissance, and in our age as the erotic cults adore her across blood and history.

Adored and feared by mortals as the Sumerian Lilitu {also the Hand of Inanna}, Babylonian Lamashtû {Daughter of Anu}, Babylonian Tiamat, the Hellenistic Hecate, or the Hindu Kālī, it is dark Serpent coiling forth from the waters of the Deep, who enshrouds over our eyes the Veil of Lusts. Serpent worshippers who transfigure psychosexual modes of deviance, and overcome religious memes will breed new paradigms, and a new race, a new psychology, a new code of genetics completely unknown to contemporary Man. And of the Hindu Kālī, she is one manifestation, one emanation of the Old Serpent in ancient Mohenjo-Daro and Harappan culture.

The arrival of Vedic culture is believed to have replaced an earlier matrilineal culture with a patriarchal one. The sacrificial rites of the Ŗg Veda serve as a mid-point between pastoral fertility worship of the Indus Valley, and Vedic asceticism of patron Brahmins. Fertility rites and feminine motifs discovered point to a coalescent archetype in cultures, a mother-goddess who grants fertility of women, animals, and successful agriculture. Unlike Biblical canon, and its officiators, which obscure and subordinate the role of the sacred feminine, the complexity of Vedic rites and literature includes the sacred feminine as potent consort Devas.

Ma Kālī is without beginning and without end, She permeates the effulgence of Being. She is imagined by mentality to be Black, yet Ma Kālī is colourless, above the coloured Gunas, as Her hair is disheveled in fury and erotic power. She liberates Maya, Visnu, and Siva, dances upon even the destruction of Brahman. She is the liberation of being, pervading even nirvana, as all Sadhakas are so very dear to Her, {and you are so dear to the Serpent children, Matah!}, She is the sole Creatrix, Preserver, and Destructress of infinite millions of worlds.

Upon her voluptuous body is the mark of the Yoni, the mark of creation. This signifies, upon her terrifying visage, the withdrawal of all things. We are nothing to Her, yet so very dear to Ma Kālī. Kālī brings the changeless, the nothingness of Being, Consciousness-Bliss, and Thought under Her dominion. It is at our death that we beg the Mother of the World to grant us liberation. The great Daksina is beyond Kama and Kala to me. She, I worship as the bīja, "KRIM" the destructress of time and Love. Kālī devours all existence and chews all existing things within her teeth; I imagine her apparel to be a mass of blood and bone. She is Black to Me.

Kālī is the Mind that draws up the unseen between illusion and reality. She is called the Devourer of Death in the 333 worlds, causing the Demons of dispersion to flee her countenance in fear and terror. She devours all and naught; hence do the sages call Kālī, MahaKala. I am the primordial Kalika because She is Herself in Him. Kālī possesses the "eight great powers of the Three-Eyed One in the palm of Her hands.” Kālī gives birth to Being according to its Dharma. To this writer, Ma Kālī is the matrix of the thousand-petaled Lotus in the sea of despair. O’ Thou, nectar of Death, Thou Three-Eyed One, I aspire to the burning grounds of Thee!

Ma Kālī invokes the ultimate mystery of sex and death. My blood forms an erotic image of flesh that I give to Kālī without hesitation. The breath of Kālī becomes the Law of the Threshold I enter upon in a Fall from Grace. I see the Kula, and I belong to the Supreme Devadata. I recite the mantras while feeding upon my own blood; I meditate constantly on the black-looking one, the conqueror of time, killer of all. In our darkest nightmares and wildest fantasies, Ma Kālī is the form of Void and Self of Form. If a being can understand this, s/he is as Mad as I. Matah is the uncanny form seated in sex upon my burning body! How I long for that, to be One in the Void of Self, and meditate forever in Her burning grounds, watching Her dance the dances of Lust.

When I execute Vāma-mārga ritual or meditate, I contemplate Kālī the unborn One, the Serpent Goddess who devours personality. Kālī is time withdrawn into Self. Ma Kālī extends into our primordial past and into our karmic future. Ma Kālī is an often-terrifying pendant of erotic power. As the haunter of the cremation grounds, Ma Kālī dwells upon the outskirts of civilization with ghouls and demons as her companions in the smoky burning grounds.

Kālī is the unrecognizable aspects of us, the merging of instinct with cause. I can vouch in my own secret ritual workings with Vāma-mārga, and by isolate time spent with my Guruji, that Kālī’s wayward spiritual visitors include madmen of great genius, the bereft, despondent, bereaved, seekers, deviants. These are the true children of Kālī. The outcast, the exiled, and the taboo, the wayward and lost are Her true companions. Kālī penetrates the breech of nothingness and the lie of its bounds; she is the Mother of Not. Ma Kālī is the withdrawal of form truth in all action, to Kālī only action matters.

Adept mastery of seminal fluid retention in ritualized sex is one of the elite soteriological aims of the Kālī kula within the Vāma-mārga Initiatic heritage, to which this author belongs. The effect of retaining, then withdrawing the seminal sex fluids suspends the three main discursive functions of the mind: cognition, volition, conation, in Sanskrit, jńāna, icchā, and kriyā. This triadic mystogram is represented by the inverted triangle, the foundational sigil of all yantras symbolizing the sacred feminine principle, Śakti. The Rajas of a woman is the substance that feeds the seminal elixir during inverted ritual coitus. The sperm and menses in a literal context of Tantric semantics refer also to the union of the masculine and feminine principle invoked by seminal withdrawal.

These mystograms signify the formula of Sex Magic within a Left Hand Path perspective. At the Crossroads of dream and fetish does the self invoke the shadows of the Serpent Mother’s sigils; to activate latent schemata within the subconscious that directs the sorcerer to unify thoughts, acts, & deeds into flesh. In this subliminal process, the passing and invocation of the power of these yantras brings the ritualist into higher levels of extrasensory perception and psychic awareness. Yantra is a metaphysic device that brings the self to breach the restraints of the subconscious and dreaming world, to subdue elements of the phenomenal world. American scholar David Gordon White writes Yantras “...were at once divine and human genealogies, ritual and meditational supports, and models of and for microcosmic, mesocosmic, and macrocosmic reality, in which colour, number, direction, divine name, vital breath, activity of consciousness, sensory organ, etc., were so many simultaneous proofs for the coherence of the world system they charted...”¹ Yantra derives from the Sanskrit root, yam, geometric schema used as a mesocosmic medium to penetrate human consciousness and conceptual reality.

These geometric schemas are often sexual formulas, sometimes symbolizing Tantric sexual positions, more often symbolic of the Sun, Moon, and Lotus petals, representing the wisdom of kāma, desire, or erotic interplay between Man and the divine. Yantras are interplay between idea and image, thought and archetype, thus being an atavistic trigger for the Sorcerer to awaken extrasensory abilities. Using Yantras assists one to enflesh the divine with the bestial self – the subconscious merging with the waking mind, developing heightened levels of instinct, psychic ability, and eros. Through the psychic triggers of a Yantra, the magician reshapes himself/herself as an avatar of the Old Serpent, a manifestation of Chaotic Will.

The invocation of the Serpent goddesses, heightening extrasensory perception, first isolates the consciousness in dream states. Yantras are a most fundamental practice of magic, in the form of sigil magic, which has been used since ancient Ægypt and Sumer. Yantras of the Serpent guide the magician through the shadows of self, dreams, and like sigil magic, activates the subconscious to open to æthereal and extraphysical planes of existence. The Serpent in the form of Yantra, lies in the essence of dreaming and nightmares, thus they are a powerful trigger of invocation, emotional and instinctual – to any specific Masque of the Serpent, Lilith, Kālī, or Tiamat. Yantras often symbolize the Lotus, sun and moon, the unity of dreaming and self, instinct and desire.

A glyph of Kālī is the Dragon of the Deep, who devours herself, all time, and creation. The Draconian current is typified by the Qlifotic vortices, grottos, and tunnels employed by initiates of the O.·.A.·.I.·., connected with the vibrations that manifest the æons, or kalas, which Kālī is the supreme embodiment. The LYLYT {Lilith} Grottos used function as a vibration of Kālī, with the triangles and lotus petals typifying the Yoni. Kālī emanated from noumenal time, from the Eye of the Void, when closed Lilith teaches us to enflesh the shells of the dead worlds and use the secrets contained therein, once lost to demons and Man. The Yantras represent the creative sexual formula, the dark eclipse that destroys the self in the bliss of orgasm.

The Lilith Grottos that are an exact vibration of the Kālī Vidyās {esoteric spells, occult knowledge}, embodies the idea of time withdrawn into NOT, the shells of the dead worlds {Qlippot} divided by time and chaos. As the dæmon of Malchut, LYLYT represents the mirror, the inverse chaos of the Cabalistic material realms, She, as Kālī is the first to be divided into the Dyad, by both the noumenal sense and disruptive phenomena of time. She is Chaos in a single image, divided eleven-fold by the emanations of the ten Qlippot, including Daäth. Kālī, like Her Sumero-Babylonian & Hebraic counterpart, LYLYT, is the primal image of blackness, the echoing Void of Chaos, typifying death and negation in a meta-physic sense. The mystic breach that broke the manifested Sefirot, and created the husks of Qlippot, is the primordial symbol of the Draconian undercurrent, represented by circle, and inverted triangle.

The Door of Daäth, Veil of the Abyss, and the symbolism of the Abyss and Qlippot pervades all esoteric traditions and mythologies. The place of the beginning of time and chaos, the origins of kala, typified by Kālī and LYLYT, is the abyssal waters of the Deep. This chaotic metaphysical image is transferred to atavistic sigils, Yantras, which activates the sleeping psyche and subconscious, for Man to use in exploring the chaos of the blackness and the unspeakable terrors therein. The ritual use of Vidyās to isolate and activate the psyche, and incur sensory-somatic-emotive deprivation brings the Adept to a state of carnal catharsis that is organic embedded in the human brain and genotype. Esoteric knowledge is latent within the human genome. These Yantras and the secret use of mantras, mudras, and Vidyās activate the unused portions of the brain, overtaking any psychic blockages with this catharsis, bringing the daring soul to the Mouth of the Abyss {Daäth}.

Each of the eleven Yantras represent Qlippotic hieroglyphs & eleven vibrations of Lilith in Malchut. The ritual use of LYLYT’s eleven Qlippotic Grottos is for initiates of the O.·.A.·.I.·. only, there sigils are presented to the public for the first time. Each of the Yantras is used in conjunction with secret signs, mudras, and mantras typified by LYLYT and the Qlippotic orders. These Grottos are sexual in nature, symbolizing degrees of sexual gnosis and conjugation. They are mirrored by the most secret formulæ of sex magic, used in the fifteen Nityas of Kālī and Lalita {another Tantric vibration of Lilith} described in the Shaktisamgana Tantra.

The sexual forces used in these Yantras are enfleshed in the Qlipha of Malchut, the zone of reification and the incarnation of Matter. The Qlippot transmit the Draconian undercurrent that activates the subconscious when working with the Yantras. The web like matrix of the Qlippot resembles a nexus, a wormhole breaching time and space that begins with Keter and ends with Malchut, hence the Hermetic degree formula, 10°=1^▫, and 1°=10^▫.

“He, O Mahākālī, who in the cremation-ground, naked, and with disheveled hair, intently meditates upon Thee and recites Thy mantra, and with each recitation makes offering to Thee of a thousand Ākaŗda flowers with seed, becomes without any effort a Lord of the earth.”

- Karpūrādi-Stotra v.15 by Sir Arthur Avalon

Like Lalita, Kālī has fifteen Nityas {Sanskrit “eternities}, but these correspond to the waning rather than the waxing Moon of the Lalita. The yantra mystograms supplied here above are based on descriptions from the Shaktisamgana Tantra. Some of the descriptions of the Nitya yantras in this work are missing, explaining their absence from the original Tantric text. The cryptic images and mantras should be contrasted with the Lalita Nityas and Yantras. While the Kali Nityas are inverted and forbidding, representing the Draconian undercurrents {the dead worlds, or Cabalistic Qlippot} and the mantras have inimical natures, the Lalita Nityas are luminous, sexually playful and the mantras celebratory and devotional not maledictive and wrathful. Such is the vibration of darkest Kālī-LYLYT and unnatural sexual gnosis.

The Kālī Nityas are followed by the Yantras of Lilith, eleven in number associating the Qlifotic Grottos of Lilith with the ten Sefirot including Daäth. Each Lilith mystogram is derived from the Tantra Nityas of Kālī, accompanied by a selected verse from the 22 verses of Sir Arthur Avalon’s Karpūrādi-Stotra, adding to the sexually charged symbolism of Lilith’s Qlipphotic Grottos. Below each of the eleven Lilith Grottos are listed the infernal names of each order of the eleven Qlipphot, Daäth included.

Kali : The first Nitya of the waning moon

Although she has the same name, she is separate, as an avarana or attendant, of Kalika.

Meditation: Dark hued, very terrifying, horribly screaming, formidable, with a garland of skulls, full swelling breasts, holding a cleaver in her right hand and making the threatening gesture in her left, in a cremation ground.

Mantra: Om Hrim Kali Kali Mahakali Kaumari Mahyam Dehi Svaha.

Kapalini: The second Nitya

Her name means Skull-girl. Meditation: Black, naked, beautiful face, dishevelled hair, seated on four severed heads, showing a cleaver, trident, bestowing boons and dispelling fear.

Mantra: Om Hrim Krim Kapalini Maha-kapala-priye-manase kapala-siddhim me dehi Hum Phat Svaha.

Attendants: In inner triangle desire, action and knowledge. In middle triangle Rati, Priti, Kanti. In outer triangle Mahakali, Mahalakshmi, Mahasarasvati. In the eight petals the eight bhairavas, with the eight Matrika DevÌs. In the bhupura the guardians of the directions.

Kulla: The third Nitya

kulla

Meditation: Four-armed, with three eyes, seated on ten severed heads on a corpse, showing the gesture giving boons and dispelling fear in her two left hands, in her right hands she holds a book and a rosary.

Mantra: Om Krim Kullaya Namah.

Attendants: In the first triangle Dhriti, Pushti, Medha. In second Tushti, Prajna, Jaya. In the eight petals the eight Matrikas and Bhairavas, in the four doors the Lokapalas (Guardians of the directions cardinal and intermediate).

Kurukulla: The fourth Nitya

Kurukulla

Meditation: Large rising breasts, beautiful buttocks, black in colour, seated on a corpse, with dishevelled hair, wearing a garland of skulls, carrying a skull, scissors, a cleaver and a shield.

Mantra: Krim Om Kurukulle Krim Hrim Mama Sarva-Jana-Vasamanya Krim Kurukulle Hrim Svaha.

Attendants: In inner triangle Kali, Tara, Chinnamasta. In middle Balamba, Ragala, Rama. In outer Ugra-Garbha, Ugra-Bija, Ugra-Virya. The eight Bhairavas and the eight Matrikas are in the eight petals, and the Lokapalas are in the directions.

Virodhini: The fifth Nitya

Virodhini Meditation: Full rising breasts, wearing a garland of snakes and bones, terrific, with three eyes and four arms, holding a trident, a serpent noose, a bell and a damaru. Seated on a corpse, yellow body, purple clothes.

Mantra: Om Krim Hrim Klim Hum Virodhini satrun-ucchataya virodhaya virodhaya satru- ksayakari Hum Phat.

Attendants: In inner triangle Dhumrarchirushma, Javalini, Visphulingini, in middle Sushri, Surupa, Kapila. In outer the three Shaktis called Havyavaha, Virodhini-mastake, Dashami. In the eight petals the eight Bhairavas and Matrikas, in the bhupura the Lokapalas.

Vipracitta: The sixth Nitya

Viprachitta

Meditation: Full rising breasts, four arms, three eyes, naked, the colour of a blue lotus, dishevelled hair, rolling tongue, inspiring fear, holding a cleaver, a severed head, a skull cap and a trident. She shows her teeth, from the corner of her mouth flows blood.

Mantra: Om Shrim Klim Camunde Vipracitte Dushta-Ghatini Shatrun-Nashaya Etad-Dina-Vadhi Priye Siddhim Me Dehi Hum Phat Svaha.

Attendants: Bindu with bija, three gunas in the triangle, six limbs in the hexagram, the Matrikas and the Bhairavas in the eight petals, the guardians of the directions in the bhupura.

Ugra: the seventh Nitya

Ugra

Meditation: Naked, formidable, with terrific fangs, legs in pratyalidha posture, wearing a garland of skulls, with dishevelled hair, black, four arms, holding a sword, a night lotus, a skull and a knife, dwelling in the cremation ground.

Mantra: Om Strim Hum Hrim Phat.

Attendants: In centre Hum bija, in triangle Tara, Nila and Ekajata. In the eight petals Ugra- Ghopra and the rest of the Bhairavas, on the outside Vairochana and the rest of the eight matrikas, in the bhupura the lokapalas.

Ugraprabha: The eighth Nitya

Ugraprabha

Meditation: Four arms, three eyes, colour of a blue lotus, seated on a corpse, naked, with dishevelled hair, rising swelling breasts, pleasant face, eating carrion, wearing a girdle of severed hands of corpses, holding a cleaver and a head, a skull bowl and a knife.

Mantra: Om Hum Ugra-Prabhe DevÌ Kali Mahadevi Svarupam Darshaya Hum Phat Svaha.

Attendants: in first triangle Kali, Tara and Rochani. In outer triangle Tarini-Gana, Taramekajata and Nila. In the eight petals the Matrikas, on the tips of the petals the eight Bhairavas. In the bhupura the Lokapalas.

Dipa Nitya: The ninth Nitya

Meditation: Four arms, three eyes, like a large sapphire, with a garland of skulls, naked, dishevelled hair, fearful fangs, armlets of human bone, bracelets of skulls, carries a cleaver and a head in her left hands and shows the gestures of dispelling fear and gesture of giving in her right hands.

Mantra: Om Krim Hum Diptayai Sarva-Mantra-Phaladayai Hum Phat Svaha.

Nila: The tenth Nitya

Nila

Meditation: Four arms, three eyes, like blue orpiment, wearing a necklace of skulls, seated on a corpse, eyes red and rolling, protruding tongue, ornaments of human flesh and bones, beautiful face, eyes like a gazelle.

Mantra: Hum Hum Krim Krim Hrim Hrim Hasabalamari Nilapatake Hum Phat.

Attendants: In triangle Kalaratri, Maharatri, Moharatri. In hexagon, the six limbs. In the eight petals, the eight Bhairavas. In the eight filaments of the lotus, the eight Matrikas. In the bhupura Vatuka Natha etc.

Ghana, the eleventh Nitya

Ghana

Meditation: Four arms, three eyes, delighting in nakedness, formidable, terrifying teeth, swelling rising breasts, black, blood streams from the corners of her mouth, she wears a girdle of dead men's hands, and holds a sword, a shield, a trident and a club.

Mantra: Om Klim Om Ghanalaye Ghanalaye Hrim Hum Phat.

Attendants: The six limbs are in the six angles, the Bhairavas and the Matrikas are in the eight petals, and the guardians of the directions are in the bhupura.

Balaka, the twelfth Nitya

Meditation: Four arms, three eyes, intoxicated with wine, wearing a garland of skulls, naked, formidable, with rising swelling breasts, holding a sword and a head in her left hands and a skull bowl and the threatening finger in her right hands. Seated in a fortress of skulls, she is like ten million fires of dissolution or suns.

Mantra: Om Krim Hum Hrim Balaka Kali ati adbhute parakrame abhista siddhim me dehi Hum Phat Svaha.

Matra, the thirteenth Nitya

Meditation: Blue-black, smeared with blue paste, with four arms and three eyes, wearing a garland of skulls, seated on a corpse, fierce, holding a skull bowl, scissors, a sword and a severed head. This great Raudri roars terrifyingly.

Mantra: Om Krim Him Hum Aim 10 Mahamatre siddhim me dehi satvaram Hum Phat Svaha.

Mudra, the fourteenth Nitya

Mudra

Meditation: Naked, the colour of a blue lotus, fierce, with three tawny eyes, four arms, roaring loudly, with a garland of heads, a girdle of hands, blood on her lips, holding a skull bowl and a knife, a sword and a shield.

Mantra: Om Krim Him Hum Prim Phrem Mudramba Mudrasiddhim me dehini bho jaganmudrasvarupini Hum Phat Svaha.

Attendants: In the triangle are Iccha, Jnana and Kriya Shaktis. Rajyada, Bhogada, Moksada, Jayada, Abhayada, Siddhida are in the hexagon. The eight Matrikas are in the eight petals, with the eight Bhairavas at their filaments. In the bhupura are Ganapa, the Yoginis, Ksetrapala and Vatuka Natha.

Mita, the fifteenth Nitya

Mita

Meditation: Red clothes, dishevelled hair, rising swelling breasts, beautiful buttocks, delighting in nakedness, terrifying, dark blue in colour, sitting on a corpse, wearing a garland of skulls, with four arms, three eyes, holding a sword and a severed head in her left hands and dispelling fear and granting boons with her right hands. She is like ten million fires of dissolution at the end of time, dwelling in the cremation ground.

Mantra: Om Krim Hum Hrim Aim Mite Paramite parakramaya Om Krim Hum Him Em So-aham Hum Phat Svaha.

Attendants: In the first triangle Kali, Karalini, Ghora. In the second, Vama, Jyestha, Raudrika. In the third, Iccha, Jnana, Kriya. In the first part Vartali, then Laghuvarahi, Svapnavarahi, in the fourth Tiraskarini. The six limbs in the hexagon, and the Matrikas in the eight petals, with the Lokapalas being in the bhupura.

KRĪM KRĪM KRĪM. HŪM HŪM HRĪM HRĪM. DAKSINE KĀLIKE. KRĪM KRĪM KRĪM. HŪM HŪM HRĪM HRĪM. SVĀHĀ.

K Ā L I K Ā

KA is Brahman, the Imminent & Kāmadeva, Supreme Love

A is Ananta, Ananta Shesha the Serpent of infinity

LA is the Ātmā of the universe, the Godhead Indra

I is the subtle, the essence, Mahāmāyā

KA is Brahman the Imminent substance of all time & matter

A is Ananta Shesha the Serpent of infinity, the Yoni

“I worship Kālī the Destructress of Kāla the Shining One, who is the Bīja Krīm who is Kāma who is beyond Kāla and who is Daksinakālikā.”

- Karpūrādi-Stotra “Hymn to Kālī” by Sir Arthur Avalon {1922}

Grottos of Lilith

Ritual incantations, signs, mantras, mudras, and esoteric symbolism of the Eleven Grottos of Lilith are private, for use of Initiates of the O.·.A.·.I.·. only. The Yantras are derived from descriptions based on the Shaktisamgana Tantra. These Grottos are used in conjunction with the O.·.A.·.I.·. Rite of Lilith. Erotic cults lingering in novenas to Mary Magdalene, the cremation grounds of the Tantric Vāma-Kālī, the Carpocratians, and abbeys of the Black Madonna unveil carnal dimensions of erotic spirituality. Lilith and Her countless epithets in these cults of eros, is damned in print and song. Consequently, as much as She is damned, Lilith is celebrated...Her Grottos now flourish as singsong brothels of culture across the face of the earth. The immensity of the digital global-age often drowns out Her canticles of erotic excess, yet Her devotees are legion, and nameless.

Sexual force is the polarity that functions as continuity between the Sefirot and Qlifot, symbolized dualistically by a lightening flash and coiling serpent upon the Tree and its Nightside. Concerning the dark absences, the negative way, behind the Sefirot, Adepti who issued the Cabala mistakenly branded the Qlifot as “evil” and averse to the Tree of Life, when in reality the Qlifot is the shadow of existence, what Buddhist Adepti call sunyata, the dark absence of intrinsic objectivity. This noumenal Reality shadows the Cabalistic phenomena of existence. The retention of sexual fluid strengthens ætheric fluid, called prāna, which is a reservoir where the existence of the self is annihilated. These tentacles of bio-energy, immaterial fluid, can be opened through various practices of “sex magic,” and ritual use of the Qlifot, the dead shells of creation. One of the most closely guarded secrets of retention of the sex fluids and ætheric fluid is symbolized by the open and closed Draconian Eye {Ayin}.

Qlifot, according to the Adepti whom issued the Cabala, were to anti-powers that shadowed concealed in these grottos, or chambers that reflected the Sefirot, hence the “demonic” attributions to the unfathomable depths and their denizens. The grottos, tunnels, and chambers discovered by Adepti navigating the Qlifot saw as I do, that the ancient sagas of evil, and its paraphernalia of tomes, devils, hells, death, and apocalypse are disfigured shadows of the Abyss. The primordial denizens of NOT hold unfathomable secrets of the Qlifotic tunnels, tomes, and grottos that are grasped by the haunted mystics & mages that can breach the disfigured shadows of the Void.

The Grottos of Lilith number 11, adumbrate the 10 Sefirot as shells, husks of divine vibrations that merged time and space, the archetypal & material worlds, the noumenal planes with phenomenal existence. The 10 Orders of the Qlifot, include Daäth which is ascribed a “false Sefira,” as the illusion of all knowledge, the Door to Death and the cessation of physical incarnation in order to breach the bounds of the Abyss. All ancient mystery traditions and their paraphernalia of evil are dominated by primordial symbols of a Tree, Serpent, Sun/Star, and Water. The deities and sometimes zootypical beast-human hybrids that peopled the primordial races believed that the creative Serpent initiated Mankind with its wisdom, after rising from the Depths {the Waters of the Deep, or deluge, from which Tiamat and Apep issued forth}.

The Qlifot that are the 11 Grottos are the gateways to the Abyss, they are the adumbrations of the Sefirot with Daäth, acting as webs of Ophidian gnosis that interconnect the 22 Tunnels of Set. The Grottos, or Orders of Qlifot acting as chthonic vortices, contain their own classifications of imagery and thaumaturgy. The 11 Qlifotic grottos are the shadows of non-being obscuring the divine & material emanations of being proper to the Tree of Life. In the O.·.A.·.I.·., the formula of nature, of Isis Virgo the Nourishing Mother {Ālma Māter}, Apophis Set-Typhon the Initiator of the Draconian undercurrent, & Osiris the Solar-Father Initiator of the Piscean current, is reversed and the Triangle of divine initiation inverted. The formula of the Qlifotic grottos is the workings of nature & sex reversed, the formula of I.A.O., and the Tree of Life is explored backwards by our initiates.

O.A.I. is a psychological and physiological device symbolizing the Qlifot; rebirth from the depths of Malchut, death through Daäth the doorway to the Abyss, whereafter one is exacted a new life as a soul that pervades all parts of the Multiverse equally with Light. After traversing the Sefirot cosmic power-zones, one is hurled by Will or Chaotic Chance into the Qlifotic Nightside, the Breech of the Tree of Life. This is a rebirth, according to the O.·.A.·.I.·. initiatic schema, ensued by a death, spiritually allegorical or physical, when the Abyss crosses one’s psyche and the corporeal body possibly expires. It is this closely guarded inner secret of the Typhonian undercurrent that represents the orgasm, {A = Typhon} which is an allegorical ‘death’ of the Self. This orgasmic “Crossing” is an allegory of non-being, what Buddhist Adepti refer to as sunyata, formlessness that transcends perception, existence, and non-existence. I encourage you to study the Prajnāpāramitā Hrdaya {Heart of Perfect Wisdom} Sūtra of the Mahayana Buddhist Adepti. This tract and its esoteric mantra, used in many Tibetan Tantric sects, contains a fascinating discourse of the nature of “crossing the Abyss” and realities associated therewith.

The new Life in this equation, the meta-physic I, is fertility in its most exalted sense, a glyph of the fulfillment of the Great Work, symbolized by a Serpent {Yod} issuing forth from the Abyss, developing the poisonous {Qlifot} sexual spermatozoon, resulting in incarnation – a rebirth {O = Osiris risen} thus capitulating the endless cycle. The 11 Grottos of Lilith intrinsically also functions are Qlifotic extensions of Malchut, 11 are the symbolic Dukes of Edom, for eleven is One Beyond the Ten emanations, One Beyond the Sefirot, thus giving way to the Infernal and Averse Grottos. The Queen of Malchut, LYLYT, divides Herself into 11 ‘curses,’ 11 Grottos of chthonic gnosis. Sex is the natural elixir and modifier through which one tunnels through the Grottos, for they adumbrate the unbroken Creations. The Grottos are the shells, worlds of pure chthonic vortices, touched by Artisans like H.R. Giger, Soror Laailah, Andrew Chumbley, H.P. Lovecraft, Kenneth Grant, & Austin Osman Spare, and countless others of the Black Lodge.

The vivifying of these 11 vortices is the sole aim of all esoteric systems of sex magic. The immaterial fluid aroused in the depths of our being, called tsing in Taoist ritual sex, can be activated in every aspect of life, not solely through sexual activity. The grottos of Lilith, as extensions of Qlifotic Malchut, serve as reservoirs of subtle bio-energy, when misappropriated becomes manic, a common result in Qlifotic workings. One finds it possible to “leap,” or “vault” into different grottos, and advanced undertakings of sex magic by traversing the 22 Tunnels of Set, the negative lights of OB and OD. In Rabbinic lore, LYLYT {Lilith}, the insane night-ghost, or Mad Hag, become demonized as an eclipser of Light, wrought with menstrual impurities {menstruation was viewed by Orthodox Rabbis as horridly impure}, a distorter who opened the Tree of Life to the chaotic depths.

LYLYT opened the Tree of Life to the Breech, the Qlifot typified by Daäth the “eleventh Sefira.” Thus, the 11 Grottos of LYLYT are the breaks, the adumbrations in the Cosmos that opens vortices where the denizens of the Qlifot may interact with the human species & vice versa. Lovecraft correctly wrote of extra-dimensional breaches in space and time, similar to the grottos and tunnels of the Qlifot. Many of his tales represented monstrous hordes of the Chaos, and windows through which phenomenal existence was destroyed, similar to the apertures of the Qlifot. Many religions and Mystery Traditions alike forbid contact with the Grottos, in fear that one’s consciousness would be swallowed in the swamp of NOT.

Many souls through Arte, drugs, sex magic, and sensory deprivation have gazed into the unfathomable Deep, into the black swirling Mouth of the Abyss, and saw the shades massing for dark influx into Malchut, into our unbroken world. Sensitive souls have scryed, painted, and recoiled in utter horror at the sight of the swirling hordes massing behind the Veil of NOT. The eleven Grottos of Lilith, and the twenty-two Tunnels of Set can appropriate these vortices, making it possible for one to “leap” to different planes of monstrous forms and the gaping Void of dreams & subconscious landscapes. Sex, and sexual imagery alone is the entry point to each of the eleven Grottos. Mythic and zoomorphic imagery dealing with sexual prototypes, {Lilith, Succubi, Spermatozoon, Phallic Godforms, etc} swarm in human tales as haunters of the Deep, and other primeval mutations.

The Grottos then acting as primeval reservoirs retain this atavistic imagery in the hells of human subconscious. Such are the darker pathways of Red Magic in the O.·.A.·.I.·. Eleven signifies then the One beyond the 10 Sefirot, the infernal Yoni at the Breech of the Tree, the Evil Woman allegorically ‘behind the Tree who tempts Mankind.’ Moreover, the sexual devices and iconography of the Grottos are concealed due to the primeval, “unnatural” sexual prototypes {such as Succubi, Incubi, Lycanthropes, and other monstrous hybrids of subconscious & flesh} lurking in the Grottos. Sex represents a Draconian, primeval eclipse of the soul where the self is isolated and the subconscious activated. Thus, through sex and the lower machinations of the subconscious, the Qlifot, all its grottos & tunnels becomes activated in human consciousness.

The eleven grottos of the Qlifot that function as emanations of Lilith and her demonic race are represented by the eleven scales of the Old Serpent who opened the Breech of the Tree of Life. This Breech of the Tree of Life, its grottos, tunnels, webs, and tomes, have been explored by such Adepti as H.R. Giger, H.P. Lovecraft, Abraham Stoker, Kenneth Grant, Sir John Woodroffe {Arthur Avalon}, Arthur Machen, Charles Stansfield Jones {Frater Achad}, Aleister Crowley, Austin Osman Spare, Andrew Chumbley, Soror Nema, Soror Laailah & initiates of the O.·.A.·.I.·.

Malchut begins the process of vibrations that adumbrate the Sefirot, transmitting the Draconian undercurrent through each of the eleven Grottos. Each of the Grottos are cosmic & special vortices, where noumena and phenomena negate the other. It may be useful to consider the Grottos and their interconnecting tunnels as dream cells for the subconscious, embedded in the human genotype as primeval codes that isolate the instinct & dreaming mind. Each Grotto is named after an Order of Qlifot for which it adumbrates, and reverses the affect.

Each of the twenty-two tunnels, which are archetypal transit pathways, interlock with the eleven Grottos, their powers and iconography originating at the Mouth of Daäth. Daäth is the event-horizon that binds the entire schema of the Qlifot to the Draconian undercurrent, enfleshed in the subconscious of Mankind thousands of years ago only to be reawakened in dreams, dimensional travel, sex, and chaotic necromancy. The name and sources used for the Grottos, Tunnels, and Orders of Qlifot I gathered from Kabbalah Denudata by S.L. MacGregor Mathers {trans.}, On the Kabbalah and its Symbolism by Rabbi Gershom Scholem {1965}, Karpūrādi-Stotra by Sir John Woodroffe {London, 1929}, Complete Golden Dawn System of Magic by Israel Regardie {New Falcon, 1995}, & Nightside of Eden by Kenneth Grant {Skoob, 1977}.

The templates for the Yantras derive from descriptions in the Shaktisamgana Tantra. The Grottos effectively are designed as Yantras of Lilith, eleven vibrations of Malchut that mirror the fifteen Nityas of Kālī. Each Lilith Yantra is derived from the Tantra Nityas of Kālī, accompanied by a selected verse from the twenty-two verses of Sir Arthur Avalon’s Karpūrādi-Stotra, adding to the sexually charged symbolism of the twenty-two Typhonian tunnels, & Lilith’s Qlifotic Grottos. Listed with each of the eleven Lilith Grottos, are the infernal names of each order of the eleven Qlipphot, Daäth included. Magical evocation and psychosomatic use of each Grotto is available to O.·.A.·.I.·. initiates of the Man of Earth only, due to the primeval nature of the Qlifot and its blackest magic.

The grottos, tunnels, and vortices of the Qlifot contain the most primeval and chaotic forces, while it is possible to transit and vault to different Grottos and Tunnels of Lilith in the space-time continuum, it is wise not to imagine the Breech of the Tree completely mirroring the Sefirot. As a human physiology has various arteries, capillaries, veins, and nerves, the Qlifot contains a similar decentralized network of Grottos, tubes, tunnels, vortices, and dream dimensions. Once opened through the Mouth of Daäth, each Grotto contains its own vortex that swallows ones soul in NOT if one fails utterly in casting the infernal alignments.

Use these rituals and meditations as a catalyst to open the Qlifot and the Breech of the Tree of Life.

Engage in sexual intercourse with partner or begin acts of autoerotic masturbation.

Genuflect to the East, South, West, North, then West again always going counter to the direction of Kronos {counterclockwise}. Return instruments to altar.

Face direction of Luna {Moon}. Give Sign of Lilith and Sign of Laylah. {O.·.A.·.I.·. Man of Earth Initiates only} Or substitute with Signs of personal choice. Touch genitals.

Gaze skyward toward the Firmament:

Formulate the Cross:

Touch thy brow and vibrate: NA’AMAH

Touch thy breast and vibrate: LILITŪ

Touch thy left shoulder and vibrate: AYSHETH ZENUNIM

Touch thy right shoulder and vibrate: AGRAT BAT’MAHLAT

Touch thy genital and vibrate LYLYT

Place the palms of the hands together upon thy chest, and in benediction vibrate lilit malkah ha’ shadim

Formulate Triangle: O.·.A.·.I.·.

Give Sign of Isis Ascendant {O.·.A.·.I.·. Man of Earth Initiates only}.

Recite:

Canticle of Lilith.·.

illah’Lil-Uti
In the Void I wandered, fallen.
I, LYLYT, strayed into the shells, into Malchut, in the Valley of Gêhinnôm before the Garden of Nod.
Exiled from the gardens of Yahweh, banished unto the shells of the dead Worlds.
The nectar of blood hung sweet upon my lips in the æons before the Garden of She'ol.
So abysmal, barren, and deserted were the gardens that the sun, stars, and moon did not lend to me their luster. Beasts Owl, Cat, Snake hid away.
My Voice strayed into Man's First Memory, my Voice strayed into Man's First Night, my Voice strayed into the living Abyss.
I, LYLYT, clutched a barren womb, yet a garden birthed within me, growing but rotted.
The first Garden of Hope rose within my Womb, ripe with seeds of rotted fruit from the Tree of Life and their lingering burn.
My birth pains made the breech of the Abyss, my blood made the shores of the Endless Sea.
It burned me into ashes. And from ashes came rebirth.
Unto the shores of the Endless Sea I strayed, I crossed into the howling depths and I sank forever.
I, LYLYT, vomited the Brood of Jehovah into She’ol, and burned the husks of his shaped
worlds.
My tortured cries became the howls of the crashing seas and the silence of barren deserts.
My womb filled with the spawn of Yahweh whose hands birthed the shells of the hanging Gardens of Nod.
I, LYLYT, arose from the endless sea in rebirth, and wandered in return to the æthyrs. From my hands I birthed a Garden forth.
My Lovers, the Twin Serpents covered My new Garden. Poison-fruits, Lilies-of-the-Valley, Black Henbane, Opium poppy, Haşhaş, withered lotuses, verbena, nightshade, weeping willows, and poisonous vines were harvested with the alef-beth of my words.
Shaping worlds and words and beasts with my blood into a bramble.
I, LYLYT, birthed Nod the Nightside of Eden beneath a crescent moon of bloodrite, but the seeds of the Tree of Life would not grow. And I lamented.
My rage rose like Sun in barren desert, I cursed foul Yahweh and sent the Four Angels of Prostitution to taint Eden.
And Nod the Nightside of Eden was burned away in the thorns and waters of my wrath and Lament. Ashe became life.
I wandered in return to the breech of Gêhinnôm. And I strayed unto Eden, the accursed Garden of Yahweh.
I, LYLYT, espied the Morning Star, Lucifer, standing watch upon the threshold.
Lightbearer with Seraphim’s Wings, O son of Morning. Great One of the Night of Time, Bearer of the Lie! Alas!
Stars fell from the sky and the nexus roared with the cries of universes crashing into Lust!
Stars were strewn asunder in the skies in diablerie of infernal Love.
In time the fruits of my loins rose like mountains in the womb of the world.
And the Lion-Headed-Serpent begets sons of gods, blessed be they seeds of my rotted womb!
Three sons as suns were they, Kessep and Shotheq and Nesher
Three daughters as moons were they, Mem and Oreb and Na'amah!
Blessed be my Kindred, brood of my horned-Womb!
For Na'amah the Twilight Garden of Eden was birthed, and peopled with fallen angels and they mated with beasts and daughters of Man.
And Yahweh’s Eden became as a pale shadow of Na'amah, and a new Tree of Life did harvest.
Until the return of Yahweh and his Nefilim.
Like the jackal, the Nefilim of malediction and desolation fell upon the brood of Na'amah.
Like the vulture, burners became eaters of the flesh.
Like the spider, prophets carried away the seeds of Na'amah.
And in the Blood of foul Yahweh, Na'amah was raped and burned in ashes. Alas, Na'amah!
Tremble O Ye forsaken prophets of Yahweh! Tremble O Solomon! Tremble O Nefilim! Tremble O Ye fallow Elohim!
When Pharisees and priests forsake the Nefilim and cry out to a new and wicked Prophet, I shall come unto ye my Chariot of War, girt before the son of Morning once again with my plagues of Wrath, my cries be the tempest of Lust in men.
I, LYLYT, bid the obscuration of Ish, Man laments over the banished fruit of Ish’a rotted, nigh a false Yahweh, false She’ol. Verily the words and apocrypha of Lilith cleave to woe.

I, LIL-UTI, seizeth the Light. Shun me Not, as I shunned יהוה
I, murderous and menstruous LYLYT, bear the rotted seed of הוהי.
Daughters of Eve and Sons of Seth are not the Lovers. Eve is the Lie and a host who claims me as Lover shall come to dwell in the False Sea.

She shall perish between the Gates tzelmoth and shaari’moth.
Curse of Gomorrah upon those who claim my blood!
The husks are broken the Lilim free the Water of Tears rise. Weep O ye prophets of Nefilim! Ye skins shall be as the food of wyrms! A plague smite’st ye, blood be as tepid as water, ye cities burn with fires of pestilence, armies of another prophet shall stir across the seas of east.
Yea, I, LYLYT, slay Yahweh with the coming of the Rising Tides, yea, a Third Garden of apocalypses shall birth!
Come draw near to She’ol, Abaddon, Titahion, Bar Shasketh, Tzelmoth, Shaari’Moth, Gêhinnôm!

First Grotto

Lilith: LYLYT

Meditation: A horrible grinding sound, maddening...in which the Firmament, which is æther, grinds down into matter. Your body afire with a crimson shadow; hurled into wondrous torment and blackness...the stench of human flesh comes. The bowels of little children are torn out and thrust into the gaping mouth of a Serpent...poison is dropped into your eyes. Lilith, a black coiling Serpent, crawling with filth, running with open sores, eyes white as the moon, scales on Her serpentine skin, fangs, her nose eaten away, her mouth a gaping maw, coils about your shadow-body. You are consumed by the Serpent.

Second Grotto

Gamaliel: GMLYAL

Meditation: An endless sea of ebon and ruddy depths...the waters of Daäth. The All-Seeing Eye of Set behind you in the Void of NOT. Your shadow is cast into the Deep, suffocating...losing all sense of subjective identity until you suddenly hear the baying of a monstrous Beast penetrate the Abyss. Your shadow finds it-self sitting in a vast barren wasteland...the desert of Daäth...the shadows of the ripples of the sand torment you with whispers of unspeakable fetishes and fantasies. You behold the beauty of the earth in its biological death, the beauty of your Soul in its desolation. You will break...you continue to hear the millions of mad voices in your animalistic brain coalesce into one Obscene Bestial Voice. A naked Obscene Woman with the legs of a hairy beast riding upon an Ass moves toward you. Around the Woman Riding upon the Ass you see races of Bull-men...your mind and consciousness transfers to the Ass as it stares into your shaded eyes. You become the Obscene Ass, succumbing to bestial instinct.

Third Grotto

Samæl: SMAL

Meditation: Succumbing to bestial instinct you mount the Obscene Woman...realizing in unnatural rapture that all of creation is a lie, and a failure. Your new Bestial eyes behold a black Sun set in the ruddy skies...this is the Desert of Sūt {Set} where Time is NOT save a shadow of consciousness, a pale reflection of æons. A vast expanse of Shadow covers all existence...you find yourself again transforming as the shades of the desert of NOT..the abominable races...your bestial awareness is overwhelmed by a great crimson light the colour of blood. All the æthyrs, all you perceive around is consumed by a great crimson Light...your shadow self turns and behind you is a vast network of caverns, grottos, tunnels, caves of ruddy dull material, stretching as far as you can behold. You see a vein in this giant labyrinth...realizing it is a vast river of blood...with fumes, smoke, and ashe rising into nothingness...four angels with burning scales ride upon four horses at the bank of this river, their bodies burning each riding upon a white, red, black, and dark olive horse respectively. You come to smell the burning scent of the æthyrs...the Four Horse Riders burn into smoke...all around you burns in a great Black Flame....your shadow body is now a burning crimson shadow...you realize all the failures of creation reach NOT. There is nothing..but the Black Flame of gnosis.

Fourth Grotto

A’arab Tzereq: AARB TzRQ

Meditation: The Great Black Flame subsides in the crimson smoke of the Qlifot of Hokmah...all is ashe. The crimson smoke parts you behold with your shaded eyes the swirling destruction of souls and angels dissipating in the fumes & smoke of the Great Black Flame. Again the Veil of the Qlipha parts...once again you behold vast labyrinth of caverns, grottos, tunnels, caves of ruddy dull material, stretching as far as you can behold...before you this time lays a monstrous volcano penetrating into the ashen heights...swarms of millions and millions of demon-headed ravens surround this volcano in the form of a giant swastika. Streams of fire emit, brilliant black and ruddy plumes of grey and red...one of the demon-headed ravens flies into your body...you feel yourself lifted...flying into the swarms of demon-ravens circling the abyssal volcano..over the endless labyrinth...your breath is the fire of madness...the millions and millions of demon-ravens abandon you...you see with your demonic-avian eyes a peculiar light in the maw of the volcano...into the maw you fly...behold the myriad deaths of the 32 æthyrs...behold the ruins of Eden and Binah.

Fifth Grotto

Togaririm: ThGRYRVM

Meditation: In the chthonic depths are you renewed in Abaddon Perdition and destruction of Binah Out of a great sea of burning coal and ember you see Leviathan, who is numberless Dragon forms united together so that each of his scales is like a separate Serpent arise surrounded by titanic black amphibious beasts unbearable to look at...the beasts emit strange croaking and bellowing utterances that crack the firmament beneath your shadow body...a giant groan envelopes the dimension around you, the revolting amphibious beasts flopping and crawling about you speak in utterances you begin to comprehend...the continuous Groan is the bellowing of Leviathan, you heard the word Chozzar as one endless intonation...the infernal name dies out as the Groan divides into millions and millions of voices speaking as NOT: “היהו once, the Ancient of Days was NOT and silence. the Time of Nothing is a closed Eye. Behold the Chaos of the Sefirot...the husks their Alignment.” You withdraw into your shadow body...experience the intolerable ache of the Soul’s separation from Itself. You voice replies to the echoing dimension that is being swallowed up by a Great Dragon Leviathan “I am the snake that devoureth the spirit of Man with the Lust of NOT. I am the sightless storm in the night that wrappeth the world about with desolation. Chaos is my name, and thick darkness. Know thou that the darkness of the earth is ruddy, and the darkness of the air is grey, but the darkness of the soul is utter blackness.” Peer into the Eye of Leviathan...behold the ashen pylons of Geburah and its thunderous Titans.

Sixth Grotto

Golachab: GVLAHB

Meditation: Transiting through a Tunnel of thick burning scarlet scales, your shadow body enters the husk of Geburah...you see the Four Beasts of the Apocalypse kneeling before an enormous throne...which is empty. Your shadow body rushes into the shell like a great plume in the burning winds that surround you...that which you see is the alignment of Severity and its Chthonic pylons...an empty throne heralded by the Four Great Beats of the Apocalypse symbolizes the mysteries of the unfinished Qlifot...Tetragrammaton is no more, consciousness in Man overthrown by the Burning Serpents who enflesh desire and knowledge inside dreams & nightmares...There is no God but Man...all around your body is burning scarlet scales, shed by Flying Serpents...æons appear before you in reverse succession all judged before the Empty Throne to be dispersed in the Fires of Severity...the decapitated Head of a Serpent is placed upon the Empty Throne...the Headless Serpent coils around your body of shadow...the æthyrs are bound up in the Qlifot, also the tunnels for the Order of the Sefirot is a corruption of the Tree of Life, the workings of the Qlifot align the æons for they alone retain the knowledge of the nexus between space and stars, the spaces between the spaces...behold the Headless Serpent leading you through the tunnels to the husk of Chesed.

Seventh Grotto

Ga’ashekelah: GAShKLH

Meditation: Transiting through the tunnels of the Qlifot, you are lead in your body of living shadow by black giant beast-cats & three titanic monsters of impossible shapes with the heads of cats kneeling before a great black Sun in the middle of a triadic formation of three azure moons...a terrible hissing thunderous with anger & severity spews emanates from this great black Sun: “the light of Mercy is gone asunder in Man...Man feeds upon the names of the Most Infernal Serpent he fears the powers of the Pentagram and Triangle, he knows Not the name 393...its formula aligns the Twin Star.” You are the Disturber...all thought and creation is a waste issued forth from the dead shell of Hasėd...Matter and Form have no dispersion...the Firmament is the failure of the Blind One...all is dispersion these are the qualities of FORM...NOT disperses all thus are these Grottos the true emanations....for when the Eye closeth – what exists but the Nexus between time and space....Ga’ashekelah curses the æons with Shapeless horrors that pulse in your blood & the dimension around you...your shadow Form is hurled into transits through tunnels that bear unspeakable shapeless abominations leading to the chthonic alignment of Hod...

Eighth Grotto

Sathariel: SATARYAL

Meditation: Transiting out from the pylon of Daäth, your living shadow coils about the tunnels of Qlifot into the non-alignment of Hod...the Chaotic Universe of Hod fragments with the rushing of Air twisting the stars and constellations into shapeless horrors of NOT...your living shadow is dispersed into Concealers and Destroyers whose forms and appearances are as gigantic black veiled Heads with Horns, and hideous eyes seen through the veil, surrounded by blackened centaurs...through the cyclopean Eye of one of your fragmented Beast-Shapes you behold Noxious blind Azathoth...surrounded by dancing mindless nd amorphous creatures. Azathoth divides the Firmament into spiral black vortices gnawing at the failed Sefirot between time and space...space itself becomes an illusion you realize you are Azathoth and that all the Qlifot is a reflection of IT....sucked into one of Azathtoth’s black spiral vortices you behold the Qlipha, Netzah...

Ninth Grotto

Oghiel: AVGYAL

Meditation: Transiting through the black spiral vortices of the Qlifotic Tunnels your living shadow-Form is hurled into the Qlipha, Netzah...about your living shadow-Form are all manners of fantasy of flesh and sexual obsession...wild terrestrial landscapes abound before you consisting of vast geometric cavernous dwellings, and mountainous structures of burning earth...a nameless stench rises forth....about you crawling mists arise and reveal Oghiel...the crawling mists hiss into your mind unspeakable fetishes & fantasies, attaching themselves unto lying and material appearances...the crawling mists slowly morph into Black Vaporous Giants with shrieking serpents twined round them...the mystery of this Grotto is the truth of the Qlifot: there are no tunnels, the Coiling Serpent raises Her head out of Daäth, all the Sefirot are ill-alignments of Qlifot and their calamities...He who makest the Sefirot is the Great Deceiver...your shadow-Form morphs into the non-being of Oghiel...following the crawling mists you transit through the Chthonic Tunnels to the Qlipha, Yesod the Tenth Grotto of LYLYT...

Tenth Grotto

Thaumiel: ThAVMYAL

Meditation: Transiting through the amorphous tunnels, your shadow-Form is hurled into the Grotto of Lilith that adumbrates Yesod...you find your shadow-Form isolated and utterly alone...there is NOT but you and YOU ALONE....this is the Lie and the horror of the Grand Architect of the Universe, the Maker of Illusions to disperse the loneliness of NOT...before you appears a nameless shadow morphing into various prophets, Magi, Magister Templi, Epopts, and Avatars...morphing endlessly next into the Bicephalous Ones; and their shapes are those of Dual Giant Heads with batlike wings..they have not bodies for they are mindless shapes that seek continually to unite themselves unto the bodies of other beings and forces....you behold the Bicephalous Ones morph from the nameless shadow continuously until you behold the LIE that is Thaumiel...who whispers with millions and millions of shrieking Voices that the Shaper of the Sefirot has created Falsehood...the Supernal Triad is but a reflection of the Qlifot in its entirety spake Thaumiel...the Arcanum of the Qlifot is thus revealed...divinity in its isolation, enfleshed in FORM in MAN to know Itself....“that which is below is not like that which is above, that which is above is not like that below...” spake Thaumiel...you realize that before you is not Thaumiel but your own shadow-Form divided...blackness...blackness intolerable before the breaking of the shells, Chaos...Chaos is the reflection of the Abyss...all is NOT...you are utterly alone & isolated...

Eleventh Grotto

Naamah: NAAMH

Meditation: A living shadow coils about you...morphing into the shape of a voluptuous maiden with crimson tinged skin...covered with rotted lilies and roses...supported by countless myriads of scaled demons swarming about Her...upon her vagina, breast, and brow is the secret Mark of the Old Serpent...She wears a crown of the stars of Orion, the Pleiades, Leo, the Pole Star, the stars of Scorpio, Virgo, and Draconis...hissing, She gently whispers in a sibilant voice: “I, Naamah, guide thee through the husks of failed Creation, I renew through death that is NOT...unless one is in the shadow of the earth, he cannot see the stars. So, also, unles