Finding DIRI.

Hello blog. It's been a while.

It's been two and half years to be exact and I've got so much to write about but for now, I just want to pick up where I left.

In case you haven't caught up, the last few entries of this blog have been about my exploration of the Enochian magical system. After a series of missteps and experimentation, I eventually got to that part where I finally get to open the gates of the Watchtowers, visit fantastic and creepy worlds, have tea-time with weird inter-dimensional beings and nudge them for life-changing information.

You know about those rumours going around in occult circles about Enochian magic being so powerful that it could bring about apocalyptic change? I don't know if there's substantial evidence for that but I have come to believe that it did change my life quite a lot.

Like, big fucking time.

I admit I was beginning to get bored with the visions and cryptic messages. Enochian magic is quite unlike any magical system I have practiced before where the results are more tangible, and sometimes almost immediate. But I guess you won't appreciate the value of practicing hours-long magic rituals just to receive messages from the "other side" until you discover that there's virtually a ticking time-bomb inside your own body.

I got hit so hard that I have had episodes of anxiety and depression like the sort of thing I couldn't have imagined I would get. But then I guess that's just the way humanity's programming works. We live our lives happily blind with illusions of immortality until we see the face of death on that radiographic film. Now the thought of it has been following me incessantly, like mosquitoes buzzing above your head on summer evenings.

Yoga and meditation could have helped, sure, but even doing those are impossible when you aren't even able to forward-fold or are experiencing random excruciating pain every now and then. Eventually I had to quit my daily asana practice - among a lot of other things that I care for. So the past several months felt like a wild scramble. Like I was thrown off from a plane and into a strange new place and I'd been trying to find my way back.

Truncated pyramid of DIRI, servient angel of the Watchtower of Air.

All that scrambling, however, eventually got tiresome. So I told myself to just fuck it all and explore this new territory. I'm a traveler after all.

So here I am, thankfully feeling a lot better than I was, living day by day with the help of medicine and holding on to what little support I have. It feels like clinging on rickety flotsam rafts on a stormy sea, but it's a lot better than drowning,

Now I've got unfinished business to attend to and worlds to explore. So I think it's about time to roll up my sleeves, grab that wand, and open the gates once more.

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Enochian Journal 7: The Last Five Days of Initiation

"...I am become a seer in the light of your countenance. I see your shining angels and magnify your name among them. Adonai Sabaothאדני צבאות, I, C.F.F., call upon the power of your Name. In the power of your mighty Name this work of invocation is well and truly fulfilled. Amen. Amen. Amen."

I called upon Enochian Gods, seniors, kerubs, and now it's finally time to meet the entities at the lowest level of the angelic hierarchy - the ones I will probably work with most often. The servient angels may be the clerks and desk jockeys of the Enochian world but that doesn't make them any less wondrous. Maybe it's my "new-improved" psychic powers, but they actually felt more visceral to me than the entities I've met before. Most of the time, I also didn't have to visit an astral landscape just to meet the servient angels, they tend to choose to appear in front of me instead, whether in my room, or in my shiny black crystal ball.

The 19-day initiatory rite has finally come to a close. Yes, the whole thing was just an initiation. And yes, despite what it is called, it unfortunately spanned quite a number of months because, you know, work (and Skyrim). Not only have I got a better understanding of the system now but I also got to improve my shamanic skills, especially that tricky part about diving in and out between the astral and the material world. I do feel a lot better prepared now and a lot more confident to work with a specific Enochian entity. I'm very glad that I decided to do this and that I persisted despite the challenges of the modern day life schedule.

My aim now is to keep and improve on what I have learned. However, I wouldn't dare to call an Enochian entity when I don't have any need to. And I wouldn't want to create a need just so I have an excuse to call them. So maybe I'll just explore a random square once a week via spirit vision. I'm also looking into using the Enochian Skrying Tarot as a divination tool - it was made for that anyway. I'm also figuring out how to make Enochian talismans. I'm sure all the astral work and the spiritual exercises have its merits but I am also determined to use this magical system for practical purposes too. There are frustratingly quite a few (if there's any) written about using Enochian magic for mundane endeavors. Some say it is too "pure", too "sacred", to use for mundane goals but for some reason my adventurous heart just refuses to believe that.

I have decided to adopt the Golden Dawn Enochian system since I'm already quite familiar with the correspondences, but I'm also quite open about incorporating classical Enochiana where it would permit. There's so much to do and explore, I'm actually excited. But I shall be taking it more slowly from here on lest this blog becomes "Enochian Murmur".

"The Fall of the Rebel Angels", Pieter Bruegel the Elder

An allusion to the Book of Enoch. 

15th Day: The Servient Angels of Medicine

(Lesser Subangle of Air) 

September 19, 2014

[The altar is getting more convoluted. I decided to put the 16 servient angel cards along with all the rest of the spirits and God names I have worked on before.]

A column of dark gray smoke rose from the crystal ball in front of me. It lingered there until eventually it became a serpent, which I realized later was actually a cobra. It just 'stood' there for a few seconds looking at me, then it spread its angel wings. It is a winged serpent - a classical symbol of healing. 

It told me that its name is CZNS, representing the rest of the servient angels of this subangle. I shall realize later why s/he's the one who appeared among all 16 of them.

Since their domain (according to the internet) is healing I asked if all diseases are curable. S/he said yes. But they cannot cure every one, every disease, because doing so will be working against the higher powers. I think s/he meant the angels of destruction/rot/death, which I called upon some weeks ago.

Again, I realized we are not in a different landscape. We are talking in my room. I asked the creature to show me their 'world'. It brought me to a desert landscape which is very reminiscent of ancient Egypt. We went inside one of the ancient structures and inside were humans working on some alchemy. We explored the dark, torch-lit corridors a bit more till we went outside, back in the desert again. There I saw a gross scenario. There were two people there, on their knees, eating another 

human. The winged serpent pointed out that the human being eaten is their king. They are eating him so that they can wield his power.

Gross. I had enough of ancient Eegypt so we went back to my room. The spirit CZNS had changed its appearance. It is now a human, a pharaoh even, sitting on a throne. The cobra which I was with earlier is now just a decoration on its headdress (a nemyss). There is a curious symbol on its clothing, a cross inside a triangle.

I wasn't able to ask much questions now. I was just looking at it. It told me that if I no longer need him, I should let him go.Now I got curious with the word he has chosen: "let him go", as if I had this spirit on a leash. It was the first time I got an impression of control over an enochian entity. It must have been the command words in the sephirotic cross which I used to call upon them. I remember these are now the lowest ranked angels I'm talking to. 

And so I ended the session and gathered the skrying cards. Each of the servient angel skyring cards has a keyword inscribed in them: Concentration, Versatility, Power, etc. However, the card of CZNS, my guide, was the most apt for this session: Healing

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16th Day: The Servient Angels of Metals and Stones

(Lesser Subangle of Water) 

September 23, 2014

Sometimes these so-called Enochian 'angels' take the silliest of forms.

Something was trying to break out from inside the crystal ball. A small hole cracked open, and a three-clawed hand came out. I waited for a few minutes watching the crystal ball 'hatch', until finally out comes...a demon! It actually looks more like a gargoyle, just about the size of a cat. Its skin is leathery and reddish-brown, with bat-wings, a long tail, long horns curved downwards, and a dog-like face.

Are you an angel or a demon? 

"What difference does it make? These are human terms."

Prove me (that you're not an impostor). It joined its hands together to make an upward triangular shape. An alchemical symbol of fire. I didn't get it. It then pointed its hands downward to form the alchemical symbol of water. I still didn't get why use these as 'proof'. Anyway it didn't matter to me anymore. S/he says s/he is MAGM. 

(I'd get it later when I check the skrying card of MAGM)

I asked if they truly lord of over the domain of metals and stones. As usual, the reply is that they are much more than that. 

"You only think of iron and crystals and stones and minerals in the Earth..." and pointed out that my computer is made of these metals and stones. We even eat minerals. We are made of minerals. 

"You think of these as non-living" and goes on to babble about electricity, magnetism, quantum mechanics, gravity, condensed matter, etc. I think what s/he likes to point out is that metals and stones aren't just static, boring, dead stuff.

What I notice about these servient angels is that, so far, they appear in front of me, unlike the higher angels which I had to visit in their own landscapes. For some reason, I was not interested to see this creature's place.

Session ended after a few more conversation I barely remember now. 

I had already packed my altar before I remembered to check out the skrying card of MAGM. The card's keyword is PLEASURE. And its elemental correspondences are FIRE and WATER. I think that's why the demon-looking angel was making those symbols with its hands.

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17th Day: The Servient Angels of Transformation

(Lesser Subangle of Earth)

October 8, 2014

This is the first time I have actually met an Enochian angel that took the form of a typical Western (Christian) angel. It was a woman with long hair in flowing white robes with white wings. She almost looks like Our Lady Mary the Mediatrix. However, there's something weird about her. Her hair and skin are also pure white, almost like porcelain. The only things with color are her eyes, which are like shining, blue jewels. She looked kind of creepy actually. I kind of missed the demon last time. 

There's a kind and caring aura about her though, she reminds me to "focus" whenever I'm beginning to lose my trance.

She did not tell me her name, other than she was invoked by the name VOLXDO. I asked for a 'proof' and she opened her palms showing the symbol of earth and water. I looked it up among the cards and presumed she was ODIOM.

These are the angels of transformation, it was pretty direct description so I couldn't really think about any questions.

Just out of curiosity I asked: "Can I make a person love me?"

"We cannot transform will. we only transform matter."

Apparently they live in a deterministic universe, where each is destined by his/her own fate, which is dictated by the Will of Highest Power (God, probably). I couldn't easily accept it. I was about to begin a philosophical debate but I reckon it would be pretty futile (and I was getting tired).

I was disappointed to learn they only transform matter. Who, then, should I call if I wish to transform myself?

"Are you not matter yourself?" She said.

She then went on about how commerce controls the world today - commerce, which is merely transformation of goods and labor to money. She also talked about something about neurogenesis, transformation of data, etc. I couldn't remember now, I was pretty tired during the working.

Before we parted I noticed something by her foot. There was a black chain tied around her right ankle rooted to the ground. What came to my mind is that even with the powers of transformation they(or we?) are still limited by the "Will of the Highest Power".

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18th Day: The Servient angels of Elements and Elementals 

(Lesser Subangle of Air)

October 17, 2014

From the ground sprung two sprouts, spiraling, twisting into each other, becoming one, and growing to a little tree, then to a big tree, then to a HUGE tree whose trunk separates into two main branches looking like a big fat Y. I notice that there are little creatures sitting among its small branches, one of them beckoned me to come closer to the tree.

I climbed the trunk till I got into the space between the two main branches. It was actually a portal to the world of engkantos (elementals). I stepped into the portal and fell deep into a cavern beneath the earth. 

The cavern was brightly lit, and there are creatures there. A few meters in front of me stood an elegant figure. I couldn't tell if it's a man or a woman, his/her features are both manly and effeminate, but s/he's beautiful. S/he wears a royal costume, with a shining green cape bordered with gold lace and a crown of gold and rubies shaped like a crown of twigs. S/he walked towards me with a wooden staff on his/her right hand and a white blossom on his left. S/he was smiling.

"The elementals are all around you. What the uninitiated see as force, probabilities, luck, chance, laws of physics, are the work of the elementals."

S/he said that she was invoked by the name RZIONR. S/he claims that s/he is the angel ADRE.

I didn't ask much about the elements. I was more curious about elementals. I wondered if they truly are all around us. Even in the office? I've always thought of them as being in natury places.

"Of course." If mice and flies make their way in our building, why can't elementals?

S/he explained that not all of them are useful. Some are merely scavengers. (Note that these are my own wordings)

S/he gave me the white blossom and in it is some dark-colored stuff, it looks like a big jewel. S/he went back and sat on his/her throne. I noticed that s/he has looked older. S/he told me to it eat the dark thing. It was the food which I was forbidden to eat. S/he said it will make me more aware of 'them' (the elementals).

I ate it. I felt a tingling sensation in my body and felt light-headed for a few moments. Why can't I feel them?

"Because you are in my world." It was only then I realized I was in the astral world. It's like becoming aware that you're dreaming.

The spirit has become much older looking now, looking like a crone. S/he told me that I have to go. 

S/he didn't ask me to let him/her go like the other servient angels, but I still consciously 'let' her go.

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19th Day: Orison

Last day of the Enochian initiation ritual

November 13, 2014

Experienced a sudden surge of force after the prayer. It was too much for me that I got astral paralysis ("nausog"). I was standing in the middle of a wide structure, it looked like a coliseum. There were four entities surrounding me, sitting on a throne. Further beyond, there were about thousands of other entities looking upon me. I noticed that I was standing at the center of a cross-like symbol, and then I realized it was the AGLA symbol at the back of the Sigilum Dei Aemeth 

An entity appeared before me. It is a sphinx - head of a bull, torso of a man, wings of an eagle, and feet of a lion. It almost looks like Baphomet. He was holding a necklace of golden chain, and placed it on me. After that, he put a silver/color-less chain on me. And lastly, a black chain. I stood there wondering what it was for, but the entities did not speak. It then gave me a sceptre and an orb. Without speaking, the creature "told" me to look at the orb. Suddenly, I found my (physical) self looking at the obsidian ball (like waking up from a dream). In the obsidian ball appeared an image of a caduceus. I couldnt remember very well, but I think I was told this was to be my "guide" or my "goal". Then, I realized my (physical) senses were very, very keen. I listened to the silence (it's 2AM), and heard unearthly sounds and a few disembodied voices. I looked around the room, and saw some figures from afar. However, I could not move my body. I went back to the astral landscape and there I met another entity, in the form of a bubbly, young woman. I asked if there were something else I should do, or something else they want to tell me. The following parts I could not remember for now, unfortunately. All I know is that it took me a great effort to bring myself back to my senses. I "woke" up from the vision with a throbbing headache (still have it in my head as I'm writing this).

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Enochian Journal 6: The Choir of the Cherubim

It's now down to the Cherubim after praying to the Gods and the Seniors of the Watchtowers. The books call these entities "kerubs" or "dispositors", but I like to use "cherub" for now because it looks more romantic. Of course, the creatures that have shown themselves in the visions are far from the classical cherubic images of babies with angel wings (those are putti, not cherubs, by the way).

My skrying skills are getting better after weeks of practice. I have learned not to focus only on the visual details of the entities and the landscape; I have also been trying to be aware of the sounds, the smell, the feel on my skin (warmth, coldness, humidity, dryness, etc.), as well as what I am feeling internally. I still have to work on my memory retention though. A magician friend advised me to practice on remembering dreams and that's what I've been doing.

One interesting thing that happened in the last skrying session was that I was no longer taken into an astral landscape to meet the entities. It was as if the entity itself "went down" to visit me in my own plane. It was kind of reminiscent of demonic magic, where the creatures appear before you.






11th Day: The Cherubim of Joining
(Dispositors of the Subangle of Air)
August 19, 2014

I was brought to a very strange landscape, I don't even know how to describe it properly. It was like a sea of clouds, but the 'clouds' here look different: they're gray, and feels more solid, like soapsuds in a washing machine, continuously shifting and moving, and occasionally glittering. Through the gray 'clouds' I could see that there were beings walking about here and there but I couldn't figure out what they look like. Finally one entity approached me and became my guide in the landscape. It was very tall, wearing a green robe and a red mask shaped like a five-pointed star, hiding its face and showing only the mouth. He claims he is an agent of BDOPA (one of the Cherubic God Names). We had some conversation about the nature of the kerubs of this plane as we walk by till we get to talk about their 'powers'.

"We can only create from that which already exists"
"Like craftsmen we build only from materials"
"Thought is our material"
"Life is our material"
"Form, color, taste, sound, heat...is our material"
etc..

I notice there are more strange shapes moving here and there as we walk through the landscape: a puppy, a fish, a lawnmower, a book floating on air. All sorts of shit.

What if I want something that has not existed yet?
"That is the office of the higher powers"
It must mean the Seniors or the Secret God Names.

It then goes on to say that they don't 'deliberately' destroy stuff.

"Destruction is born with creation. They come hand in hand."
"Destruction is not the end of things"
"Change is life"

Does stillness mean the end then?

"There is no stillness, no emptiness. They are what you cannot perceive."

(I think I've read that from a quantum physics book)

Etc. etc.

I was kind of disappointed as I was expecting the Kerubic plane to look exiting.


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12th day: The Cherubim of Transporting
(Dispositors of the Subangle of Water)
August 29, 2014

My guide was a firefly about as big as a thumb but the light on its butt was shining as brilliant as a fluorescent lamp. I followed it till we found a hole on the ground. I jumped in and slid a long way down into the deepest recesses of the Earth. It was a large cavern with huge columns of crystals jutting from the walls, floor and ceiling. It reminds me of the Cave of Crystals in Naica, Mexico. My guide, the firefly, illuminates a large part of the cavern. The crystal columns have different, luminescent, shifting colors. I checked one of the crystals closely, and see that random images appear on them. I began to think that the crystal cavern might be a network of thoughts and experiences. I looked for my firefly guide and found that it's gone. But the crystals were luminescent enough that I could see a gigantic, caterpillar-like creature just a few meters in front of me. It was an agent of BANAA (cherubim of Water of Fire).

I asked: the book says you are the dispositors of Transporting. Is this your nature? It answered me something in the line of "Fuck the book, we are much more than that."

"If transportation is your domain, will you be able to take me to Paris?" I can see I'm getting comfy with Enochiana. It says it will just be like moving a grain of sand.

I figured their domain could be much more than just physical transportaion, but also the passing of information and ideas, and experiences.

[more chit chat chit chat...I couldn't remember most]

I began to feel very sleepy, the creature warned not to sleep in that place. Else, I will never be able to go back.

Eventually I felt very comfortable and more sleepy, I wanted to lie on the ground and just sleep there. But I knew I shouldn't. It was hard to shake myself off because I've gone deeper in the theta state. But I had to force myself hard to 'snap out' of it.



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13th Day: The Cherubim of Sciences
(Dispositors of the Subangle of Earth)
September 2, 2014


It is one of those "low" days unfortunately. The conditions all seem to be perfect, the night was silent and I have easily worked my way to alpha state, but in the end, the result was unyieldy. After the invocation I waited for a few more minutes, but all I could see was a swirling smoke on the crystal ball.

I was about to wrap up and call it a night until I realized I am looking at an embryo of a serpent-like creature, moving around the egg/crystal ball. The egg cracked open and out came a winged-lizard (or a dragon, pterodactyl, or whatever), already an adult, which grabbed me by the shoulders, flew off, and dropped me somewhere.

There came a few short vague images of a prehistoric forest, and then there was me, hiding in the tall grasses from prehistoric monsters. I tried crawling my way into safety, but I was so slow, so I transformed myself into something like a fast-moving serpent and made my way up into a mountain slope. From here I can see the vast jungle, which abruptly changed into a modern city.

(The visions suck. It was more like random flashing images really.)

More vague images then out of somewhere came an alien-like creature with six arms. I think it is (an agent of) CNBR. I asked it to tell me about this realm.

"We canot tell you, our realm is to be discovered."

"We are not the realm of the mind, we are the realm of action."

Those were the only few details I could gather. I also realized we were inside a structure shaped like a dome with blinking lights, probably an alien spaceship. I tried to get some more details but it was a tough night for vision-work. The creature was ignoring me anyway. I stopped the session before I end up "forcing" the images.

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14th Day: The Cherubim of Secrets
(Dispositors of the Subangle of Fire)
September 9, 2014

It was another winged angel this time. It taught me how to improve my vision and even taught me a cool, new skill: being in two places at once.

It's almost traditional-looking: robe, wings, halo, and all. Except that it has six, gray wings and four arms. Its robe is blue and white. I couldn't see its face at first. The first pair of arms was holding a golden goblet and a bell. The bell actually looks like the goblet turned upside-down. The second pair of arms holds two gruesome items: bloody, severed, heads, one male and one female.

"Why are you holding a cup and a bell? What do those mean?" It said something like, look into your heart and you will know (I forgot).

"Why could you not just tell me?" -- "Spoken language is not sufficient."

I was so focused on the creature that I did not realize at first that I was not in another landscape. It's as if the creature appeared in front of me, in my own room.

"Why are we here (in this mundane world)? Why am I not seeing you in a different landscape?" -- "There is no such different landscape. Everything is 'here'." I kind of get what it said.

"Why don't you have a face?" -- "It's just that you cannot 'see'?"

Then my vision got clearer. I saw the creature as if it materialized in front of me. Now I could even see the details on its robe, and its face, look like that of a barn owl.

"You're so beautiful. Did I really summon you?" -- "You did not summon me. We are always here."

After a few more conversations, which I barely remember now, the angel joined the cup and the bell together (Joining the hollow parts). It reminded me of the Angel in the Temperance card. The creature brought them apart, and out comes a golden key floating in mid-air. Just as I received a key in my last invocation with the Seniors, here it is again. I believe it is the key to the plane of the Servient angels.

I grabbed the key, and the creature instructed me to go down the ladder. I could not find a ladder, and then I realized it meant the stairs. I knew that he/she didn't mean for me to stand up and get down the stairs physically. But I could not figure out how to astral walk while maintaining a conversation/skrying session. I wasn't able to get it the first time, but I did eventually get to know how, with the creature's help. I had to close my eyes. Now this is hard to describe: I 'feel' and 'see' that I was walking on the floor, opening the door, getting down the steps, and at the same time, I also feel that I am sitting on my mat, with the creature in front of me.

It instructed me to use the key to enter our banyo.

There was a flash of golden light. Everywhere was filled with light, but I did not feel uneasy this time (unlike the last session with the Seniors). I feel that there were other creatures around me but I could not see them. On the floor, I see my key (for some reason it teleported there). But it looks different. It's no longer golden, but it looks like it's made of transparent glass with sparkling glitters in it.

Back in my room, the creature advised me not to stay much longer. And so that's how my exploration of the world of the Cherubim ended.

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Enochian Journal 2: Seven Ensigns and Five Sigillums

The Ensigns of Creation

The Ensigns of Creation should be the easiest to produce since I have just decided to print them out. The hardest part actually is deciding where to print them on. I went to the nearest National Bookstore branch and asked around for something like a cardboard with a metallic color - to represent tin, the material which the ensigns were originally made of. All three salesladies I asked said they had no such thing, so I settled for a white, high-quality, Italy-made, 270gms board paper. I was already going to pay at the counter when I decided to go back and check again. And voila, they do have metallic cardboards - and they were just on the opposite shelf. Darn these salesladies. I chose the one with the light silver tint, but I really like the white board paper too so I decided to get them both.

I found that the right size for the ensigns for my 8"x8" Tabula Sancta should be an inch and a half, giving space for the Sigillum in the middle and not obscuring the letters around the table.

I don't have a printer at home so I had to use the printer at the office, which is a shared printer and is miles away from my cubicle, so printing the ensigns was very tricky. I really don't want the ensigns to end up in somebody's monthly reports, or someone's vacation leave form being printed on my high-quality board papers. Thankfully, none didn't happen and my two sets of ensigns, white and metallic, turned out looking pretty.

I also found that the metallic board paper was heavily scented. Now my ensigns smell like wedding invitation cards.

I have quite a number of copies printed, actually.

 As I place them in sequence on the Holy Table, I try to remember and recite the names of the Kings and Princes of the Tabula Bonorum associated with each ensigns.

The Sigillum Dei Aemeth

I looked around in the internet for a template of the Sigillum Dei Aemeth (SDA). Thankfully there is one, and so I had this printed and xeroxed in 50 copies (you can't have too many). I also had copies reduced to half of it's size for the actual SDA's I will be using.

For writing the names in the Sigillum I used a Dong-A gel pen, but I would have chosen something with a thinner tip as it was challenging to use for drawing some of the characters in the very small SDA. The first Sigillum took me almost 30 minutes, but the rest were progressively easier to make. I was all tensed up as I was writing the characters so I ended up very exhausted. I was tensed because I was very careful not to screw up or else I would have to start all over again. I finished tracing the five Sigillums after about 3 hours, 2 donuts and a large cup of coffee at the Dunkin' Donuts joint. All that was left to do was paste them on a board, cut them out, and draw another sigil on their backsides.

Filling up the Sigillum template is actually a fun activity.

The five small Sigillums fit just quite right on a 10"x15" illustration board.

 Drawing the AGLA sigil on the back of the Sigillums. 
Thank goodness I still remember my geometry lessons.

Front and back of the five SDAs. One to be placed on the table and four under each of the table's legs.

The table and its "accessories" are now complete. I finally have an Enochian temple that fits in a shoe box. Now to begin with the Lamen and the ring.


Enochian Temple Kit

• Table or Practice (done)
• 7 Ensigns of Creation (done)
• 5 Sigillvm Dei Aemeth (done)
• Lamen
• PELE ring
• Optional Stuff:
• Tablet of Nalvage (optional)
• 4 Watchtowers (already made them years ago)

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