The following is the reception from a magical operation conducted in August 2011.
The Gate Leading Beyond
Restless souls become impassioned with the gravity of the inferior globe.
Here is the paradox of attainment.
The changing of seasons have become articulated in the stellar harmonies.
Excellence is invoked in the remembrance of innocence and the instant delight of dreams.
To shape the Will it is necessary to sleep and break the grip of time.
One enters through difficult visions and apprehension.
This withdrawal from linear perception reintegrates the spirit.
Softly these shades of prosperous fantasies receive the heart and divert the mind from dwelling on the pressure of the violet blackness.
Within the heart is the diversified whiteness of ethereal stones.
These may be disguised as words of often contrary qualities.
Spirit take pleasure in the twisting of the tongue and brings solace to the testimony of our eyes.
Where we travel there are visions of phantoms that dictate the direction of our journeys.
Our wake world is determined by unconscious processes between inner and outer; IAO.
Some will only accomplish a partial confusion.
Indeed these obsessions lead to the permanent insanity of the pernicious Choronzon.
This demon delights in making provisions in the palace of the mind.
In these lands respect is a proportion and symmetry is the distinction between Con, Fu and Sion.
We enter circuits that exist below intention.
Appearance is nothing.
These powers manifest the operations of the soul.
In the center of the opening you will find a point.
There are many treasures to be found here but only one substance.
This Mercurial form is but a drop of the indivisible.
The Wise seek their destiny from a seeming disorder and push toward a unity that surpasses equality.
Others attempt to fathom the monuments of Chaos and conjure false windows and doors.
Everywhere their visible contemplation betrays them.
This wonderful onslaught of images is merely the device of the hidden expressing the suppressed desires of the initiate.
This state may often be mistaken for Gnosis.
We have imagined the dawn of existence in the womb and, upon entering this shared fantasy, have determined that there must be a way out.
An unfulfilled life becomes the cloak of paranoia.
In true sleep our invisible guide is apparent and signals the anticipation of immortality.
Our past becomes vivid and the future becomes the wisdom of experience; the virtue of mercy; the energy of change; the order of light; the beauty of love; the fate of reason; the wonder of chance.
The heart of a star is necessary for the transformation of the eternal substance.
Our prison is an illusion.
We are no longer trapped in any specific aeon.
By the actualizing power of imagination we cultivate the ability to grasp immediately the present.
This is how we initiate our escape.
The limitations of writing make it necessary to rediscover the obscurity.
We are always lost before found.
Inexpressible treasures become lucid with understanding.
She arrives accompanied by a continuous fire of exquisite effect.
The Demon in the wake begins to sense our deliberate invoking.
Legends of ancient sublimity are necessary to fire our enthusiasm.
These techniques will affect the opening ritual and purify this explanation.
We have built the shrines and altars and performed the symbolic movements, circumambulations and the dance of the gods.
We have transcribed and recited great poetry and found ourselves suddenly ripe with the substance of discovery.
Let the fairy torch be your guide and make your way down this obscure alley.
Beyond this antique corridor lies a malicious and cruel suggestion.
These subtleties should be taken in the mouth and swallowed whole.
When the adepts mutually die upon discovering these serpents of rage then the extinguished bodies will be united in putrefaction.
Below the threshold we are born of the mother but the mage initiates a rebirth of pure substance threading the blood of the dismembered lion.
Here is the process of growing and extending the wings of perfection.
It is the mystery that has nourished nature since time was a mist upon the waters and esoteric planets frolicked in the center of the earth.
Sublimated strength is unique to our species.
You can still find its magnificence in the symbol of rose blooms with perfumed petals or the wise old tree of enlivening myths.
Obscure crystals are gateways to a process of uncovering this hidden network.
By reading these codes the adepts have strayed onto this path.
These transmissions often consist of a technology that is in violation of the logic of our known plane.
Within the Void of the Abyss there is a darkness that shines its light upon the Hidden God.
We await the moment of danger that swallows the dementia of the initiated.
The meaning in these two paths is the unveiling of a monstrous sympathy.
Beings of pure signal and word beam across the intermediate zone to bring knowledge of the kingdom.
Even angels are satellites of the generative faculty.
The two-edged blade of reason becomes light and transforms.
A child appears with two faces.
This is a guise of the terrible one who has suffered and managed to recover and obtain the abundant fruits of the holy deposit.
Those who partake in this mystery shall taste the wine of the temple fountain.
And within this state of drunkenness we will be able to withstand the hardships of true love.
A lively flame explodes in the location of the secret cabinet.
We may never reach the true interior landscapes but we will become more spiritually abstract.
These runes are suggestive of the celestial realms and the spectrum of consciousness.
Their frequencies range from the densest to the most rarefied awareness.
The journey to unseen worlds is a penetration of metaphors and the proto-phenomena that preceded the planes.
This work requires the quality of attention to receive the enjoyment that pours forth from these conceptions.
Through a vent of fire we should dare to extend our detestable hands towards this book.
Most are unworthy and peruse with arrogance and superstitious notions.
Foolish is only fair.
The soul’s pleasure is only a clever spectator.
Loving hearts break all traces of violent revolutions.
These mysteries reveal a wish to forget; to withdraw all memory of a picture of oneself.
Contentment is practiced in veiling fictions and rare expedient dreams.
The forbidden has become a blinding invasion that will slowly break through and shatter your curiosity.
You must regain your time and rise above the draining frustrations of life.
Of every possible question, you asked of the Grail; it has been revoked and sent to the outermost regions.
Futile savage oaths.