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Marcelo Motta Diary Entry Wednesday, 22 July 1970
Liber CCXXXI: A PERSONAL RESEARCH
11.40 L.T. [Local Time] of the 21st: Prepare to invoke Geni of Carcer ofeק.
0.14 am: After anointing the Seal and closing the Vision: at start, I was going down a river—a river of serum—at right margin, a castle. Then I started wondering (!) about how I was going down. The horizon turned crimson. My head became the head of a grey dog—Anubis?—but then I realized I was a wolf coursing through the woods with the waning moon. Then Anubis again. It rose to become a monstrous black figure—much greater than the vision—above ground. I invoked again, and assumed shape of Scarab. Then once more I was on the river, and realized that the boat (that had worried me before! . . .) was the boat of the Sun. And suddenly the intimation came that I should recite the Infernal Invocation of Luna. And I did, after doubts, recite the one in The Supreme Ritual. And I realized that the Infernal Image of Her is also Life. Her stream of blood is life. Her shamelessness, her grossness, is Her acceptance and enjoyment of all that lives. Then I recited the Mantra, and the Exorcisms, and the Invocation of Spirit. And then I anointed the Seal, called on B-A-H (subconscious reluctance (. . .) to do so overcome), and closed the Ritual.
P.S.: While at it, before closing, I mean, meditating in Asana, I realized that "east women" are also High Manifestations of Her. After all, I am a male "easy woman". Or want to be!
(Qabalistic manipulation omitted.)
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