Beyond the Great Wall of Sleep

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49067223905366053052011-08-03T00:16:48.389-04:00Beyond the Great Wall of SleepA psychonaut's travel logDr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-89650184655055193762009-06-28T10:17:00.001-04:002009-06-28T10:22:40.853-04:00An Alchemical Sonnet by Santinelli

Odi, e impara. In un sol corpo intattoI principii dell'Or posti ha Natura,Nascosti a gli occhi, e più nascosti al tattoSotto una scorza escrementitia, oscura.L'Arte hor, che fa? Questa Materia impuraSi reca in mano, e con un Foco astrattoDa le Viscere sue tanto depura,Che fa l'oro in potenza uscire in atto.Oro, ma non del Volgo. Oro, che privoNon è di Spirto animatore, un Oro,Che il morto Oro

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-15787714029162657832009-06-01T18:23:00.003-04:002009-06-01T18:27:22.925-04:00Excalibur

That blessed action that breaks the moment, that cleaves the doubts,that beheads the buzz of evil tongues, That blessed action that warms the hearts, that wipes the tears, that splits in a stroke the white from the black , the night from the day,the fact from the dream,That blessed action that breaks,enchanted sword,the rock of wait,lies in the girdle,sealed…

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-29832939839883788592009-01-31T18:10:00.003-05:002009-01-31T18:17:12.717-05:00Sacrifice

Sacrifice is a law.Nothing real can be accomplished without sacrifices. Sacrum facere, making sacred, is the price to be paid.Do not value anything which was achieved without sacrifices, because it is not real.Sacrifice is the Seal.

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This song is dedicated to all women, condemned to be mothers andbabysitters of their companions, who still dream that one day they will be held by a MAN.Lyrics can be found here

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ON WORK AND RESTWhen you work, WORK. When you rest, REST.Everything in the middleis time wasted,shameful for man. Also:the more you Work, the more you can Rest. The more you can Rest,the more you can WorkWork and Rest are the Yin-Yang of Conscious Man.

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My burning Question was: how can the Yes prevail over the No? I received this Answer: You should know that the Yes comes first. The No cannot exist by itself, the No is always a No standing right in front of its Yes. Yet, the Yes which comes before the No, knows itself not. Therefore The Eternal allowed No to rise. Now they stand, eternally, one in front of the other, like a Male and a Female

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We have talked enough, Woman, You and I, You and IWhy talking when You can dance ?Why talking when I can sing?Let My Voice be the magic thread over the abyssLet Your Foot balance over that magic thread.My Voice and Your Foot are One

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-86274876954005474262008-10-08T07:45:00.005-04:002008-10-08T08:04:32.231-04:00A Prayer

There is an Appointed Time for Prayer. This is a Prayer for the Night Of The World, when dark spirits prowl on the souls of men:*******************************Qul 'A`ūdhu Birabbi An-Nāsi Say: I seek refuge with the Lord and Cherisher of Mankind,Maliki An-NāsiThe King (or Ruler) of Mankind,'Ilahi An-Nāsi The God (for judge) of Mankind,Min Sharri Al-Waswāsi Al-KhannāsiFrom the mischief of the

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What is dryness? It was said that Earth is cold and dry, Fire dry and hot.Embrace then Earth and Fire in a single grasp, and you will have dryness.Dryness is the domain of Seth, it is the Desert.Water has left the Earth, calcinated by the patient heat.In the Desert, only the fiery Sun and the Dry Earth.It is a trial, a silence, a pause.At the end of forty days of Drynessa new unspeakable Life

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The Earth is good, it is the Matrix, but if you want to obtain the Fixed Salt, you must dry it first. True Earth is dry and cold, humidity must be lured out, patiently, and carefully preserved. Dry your Earth, keep the Blessed Water, and then seek the Fire of the Earth, the Dryness common to Earth and Fire. Then, and only then, the King and his Queen are ready...

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-10667906660081351972008-08-30T18:05:00.004-04:002008-08-30T18:19:38.421-04:00The Right Choice

You disperse the power of your intent, wishing and wishing not, hesitating, indecisive, vacillating, like a giant with clay feet.Shed light resolutely on the matters at hand, and DECIDE. Use the mighty axe of your will and separate the yes from the no.Do not fear error: the only real sin lies in hesitation

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-24653417870076861232008-08-15T08:09:00.007-04:002008-08-15T10:11:51.058-04:00Breathing Fire

"the wise seeker must safeguard his breath from heedlessness, coming in and going out, thereby keeping his heart always in the Divine Presence; and he must revive his breath with worship and servitude and dispatch this worship to His Lord full of life, for every breath which is inhaled and exhaled with Presence is alive and connected with the Divine Presence. Every breath inhaled and exhaled with

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-78810549855516079482008-07-31T08:00:00.008-04:002008-07-31T12:00:51.617-04:00The Ballad of the Four Queens

Once upon a time,long long ago,there was only one Queensurrounding Her Kingfrom every directionshe had no color,she had no formHe called HerMy Endless PowerShe called HimMy Shining EyeLove was their LawThen, much later,the Queen split in twolike a hatching egg:two Queens there wereone Blackone Redat the opposite sidesof the worldtwo twin sistersoutwardly enemiesinwardly friendsfacing two

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-53460560619766182182008-07-26T07:27:00.004-04:002008-07-26T07:36:20.784-04:00The Wheel of Fortune

Steadiness is an illusion. Things always change. They move up, or down. Learn to hearkento the sound of the Wheel. You cannot stop it. Move on.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-65034969825910328222008-07-19T06:27:00.004-04:002008-07-19T06:38:43.766-04:00Ouroboros

A Snake eating its own tail.Does he know it? I think not.The beginning does not rememberthe end,yet the end is all in the beginning,and the beginning in the end.Let the beginning know the endthe end know the beginning.Let each end be the beginning,each beginning to be the end.Kill the gap between the two.Cut the Ouroboros, go beyond the insanity of Time,be free at last.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-50684340118017791302008-07-09T06:31:00.005-04:002008-07-10T06:28:39.215-04:00The Seed and the Fruit

How can anything be multiplied without a seed? Hearken what the Sages tell you. You cannot go beyond that. The Work is simply to identify the proper seed, and let it grow. Each seed its own fruit. Why forcing the hand of Nature? You can simply be a good farmer in Her lands, help Her gently to bring the seed to fructify. Anything else I call violence. The Work is this: to learn the Law that

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-56723616855769950992008-07-02T13:22:00.005-04:002008-07-06T10:23:40.481-04:00Aqua Regia

A true alchemist must know the function of corrosive waters, particularly Aqua Regia Aqua Regia dissolves gold, thereby separating it from impurities. Later, one can recover the metal by precipitating the solution.Do you know how to use Aqua Regia without burning yourself?Do you know where to find it and how to apply it?Use the corrosive waters with utmost delicacy, and do not complain if you

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-4005268287663222052008-06-15T11:38:00.006-04:002008-07-06T10:22:38.082-04:00Gray Wolf

Sometimes I feel like a wolf.A big, strong, free gray wolf.Sometimes I am a wolf.Look at his eyes:masculine, aren't they?Yet, they are a bit sad.And why not being sad?Sadness is deep and sweet.To be a gray wolf is this,to be powerful,independent,absolutely free,yet never afraidof being sadand howlaloneduringthelong,starrynightsatthedistantmoon.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-66270866151909486122008-05-25T16:40:00.004-04:002008-05-25T16:58:54.894-04:00Motorbikes

A bike is a lump of metal, yet is made of fire.You jump on its saddle, you feel the Flame.Flame of Freedom,Flame of Power.Energy,Dynamism,Life.Fire is good.But,nevereverforgetit alsoburns.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-67703120536772329842008-05-11T13:06:00.008-04:002008-05-11T13:22:05.180-04:00When Lead Transpires

Lead is the coarsest amidst the traditional seven metals of Western Alchemy.Its color is grey, and it conveys la pesanteur, a grey heaviness of the soul.Its planet Old Saturn, bestower of dark melancholy.Lead sings its dumb song in a baritone key.Yet, it is written that thou shalt seek the Spirit of Metals under the Seal Of Saturn.You will let lead transpire, till its precious sap comes out of

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-10062915329687047222008-05-03T18:52:00.011-04:002008-05-04T15:21:50.704-04:00Praha

All day long, The Golden Town is infested by tourists, like swarms of flies pestering a dormant Cyclops.But Sacred Night comes at last, and Stare Mesto is once again what it always was:a place of sacred rites, a place of ineffable magic,a place of blessed silence.I walk the dark lanes of Praha like a mature man coming back, after a long distracting journey, to his cherished home.....

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Aurum igitur aurificandi verum, unum, solum principium esto.Thus let Gold be the true, one, and only principle of making gold.And so it is.Where else could one hope to make gold, if there is no gold to begin with?If you are determined to make gold out of your life, seek the gold thatis already inside of you.It may be a small amount, but it is real.And that, My Friend in the Work, will suffice.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-40775317870586853292008-03-13T21:19:00.007-04:002008-03-14T11:01:18.360-04:00Will

You sayyou haveWILL.You arecheatingyourself.Will is not wish.Will is not desire.Will is not want.What is Willthen?It is a Powerthat makesthingshappen.Exerciseyour Will,by notdoingwhatyou dowithoutwillingit.Turn allyour wishesinto Will,or letthemgo.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-12845950917579478312008-03-03T11:33:00.007-05:002008-03-03T13:51:56.735-05:00The Fire of the Earth

Visita Interiora Terrae. Rectificando InveniesOccultum Lapidem.Thou shalt visit the interiorsof the Earth.Where else can one expectto find the Stone?The Earth is cold and dry,yet there is a Fire hiddenat its very core.The Fire of the Earth.That Fireyou needfor the Work.That Firewill dryall the diseasesall the painsall the griefs.That Firethou shaltseek.

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Movement is good.Stillness is better.Do not move.Learn howto be still.Do not move.Teach the bodywho is the Master.If you can be still,the key of poweris yours.Then, and only then,movement will belike a butterly,flitting fromflower to flower.Do not move, I say.Then you will learnthat stillnessis the very centerof movement.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-90224999958968412092008-02-23T17:42:00.009-05:002008-02-23T17:52:03.870-05:00Flamenco

After clean White, the Rainbow of colors. But, at the end, the most vital of them, the seal of perfection, Red. Not a dull, obtuse red, a glowing red instead, purplish, brimming with unlimited, unspoiled Life.Red, like sacrificial blood.Red, like endless passion.Red, like blazing fire.Red, like Gypsies Flamenco.

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Black. Always. Where else can one start? Dark is the Prima Materia, and to the darkest black shall we veer, resolute and firm.But, after that blackest of blacks, pure White emerges, unexpected, bright, clean, lunar white. Like a dove in the morning. Like hope and grace in the midst of despair.White. It is waltz time.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-71032565980686300242008-02-12T20:55:00.000-05:002008-02-12T21:06:34.324-05:00Tango

Why this fascination with Tango? Because its basic color is black. There is a fundamental rigidity in its steps, almost rigor mortis. And yet, it is not dull rigidity, but the display of control. Passion channelled by control. Magic of separation.Poetry of delay. I love Tango.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-91772041517296863942008-01-20T20:03:00.000-05:002008-01-20T20:15:07.769-05:00The magical fly-whisk

I own a magical fly-whisk, which I acquired long long ago in central Africa.I knew it was mine from the very first moment I saw it.I felt its power, when I handled it.She said to me: -take me home with you-.And so I did.

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A man must have a blazon. His blazon. I found mine:Three Roses on a single Stem in a field of gold Three Rosesnot One The First:Jet Black like the Night Deathand Sin The Second: Whitelike Milk,Innocenceand the Bright Day The Third: Purple,like Blood, Passion, and Searing FireThree Roseson a single Stemin a field of goldThree Rosesin One.

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-21975331097832040462008-01-13T10:34:00.000-05:002008-01-13T16:19:45.234-05:00The Sign of Command

There is a source for everything, under the sun and the moon. My fascination for the night and the occult (i.e. what is hidden) can be traced back to this serial of so long ago.Il Segno del Comando, The Sign of Command, with its marvellous dark Rome, and Carla Gravina as the beautiful Lucia, long dead, yet roaming about in the alleys of the Eternal City, like an unfathomable and everlasting

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-4040998064552889432008-01-10T18:12:00.000-05:002008-01-10T18:33:47.701-05:00The Queen of Diamonds

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boyShe'll beat you if she's able.You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.Now it seems to me, some fine thingsHave been laid upon your table.But you only want the onesThat you can't get.Eagles, Desperado, 1973.Quite prophetic and true.I always knew the Queen of Heart would be my best bet.But, how can one forget the challenge of the previous line?

Dr. Anthony Misterohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08378328984111660180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4906722390536605305.post-84630825231833387912008-01-09T20:48:00.001-05:002008-01-10T18:12:43.619-05:00One Year After

One more year of silence.Enough.I have hesitated for too long.Now, it is my time.THE TIME TO BE.

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Each New Year's day, for as long as I remember, has been filled with a list of goals. I must do this, I will stop doing that, etc. I see now that these mental lists are just dreams. One simply dreams that one works, that is all. In lack of true will, there is only a remedy: discipline. Spell out what you plan to do, not as a choice, but as an obligation. Something that you MUST do, no matter

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