Confessions of an American Witch

Hear me, America--and the spirits of the Forty-Two Judges of the Negative Judgement--I speak for myself, the Chief Adept of a mighty current of Golden Dawn being born, as well as that of the rightful sworn-in Chief of our land, the President of the United States. How my device decided to display this photo. Hail Usekh-nemtet, O Wide-strider, who coming out from [Annu] Heliopolis, I have not committed sin, or done wrong. Hail Hept-seshet, O Fire-embracer, who coming out from Khheraha [Kher-aba], I have not robbed. Hail Fenti, O Nosey, who coming out from [Khemenu] Hermopolis, I have not stolen. Hail Am-khaibitu, O Swallower of Shades, coming out from Kernet [Elephantine], I have not committed thefts, nor slain people. Hail Neha-hra, O Terrible of Face, coming out from Rosetjau, I have not slain men and women, nor have destroyed food offerings. Hail Restau [Shu-tefnut], O Double Lion, who coming forth forth from the sky, I have not reduced measures [have not diminished the bushel]. Hail ...

 Given our preference for it, I would like you imagine how our preferred text, the Papyrus of Ani, would have been constructed under, to reflect on the workshop.  The Forty-Two have their eyes on you. Various parts of the Book of Dead would have been copied out by scribes, such as myself, as we felt the urge on slow days between important jobs. You know the jobs with proper living clients. And future business prospects. Book of Dead was apprentice work. Or vacation work. I used to take "vacation days" in food service by cleaning. The worst of the gruk. In full view of the customers. It would take me at least ten minutes to clean up; everyone could see that . . . better that my employees did their jobs, right? Nevertheless. the Book of the Dead was piece work. Not done as a whole job. It was done a Spell at a time. Or rather a sheet at a time. Sheets that would be glued together. For instance, the widow of Ani came into the workshop. Was shown the sheets available, selected th...

From a notebook February/March 2003: Added to the Zelator (1=10) Grade ritual of the Evolving Order of Eclectic Ways, formerly known as an Order of the Thelemic Golden Dawn, later of the Stella Mother, Isis Urania. Zelator seems to be called up to the altar to met the Hierophant.  My dear Sister Butterfly,  Bast Temple is pleased to offer you the privilege and duty of holding Outer Order Voting Rights. Because of the increased influence over the members of the lodge that such a privilege necessarily confers, the lodge requires you to take a further pledge of your fidelity to the well-being of the lodge. As with the previous oaths that you have taken in the presence of the higher powers and in the presence of your brothers and sisters of this lodge, this oath contains nothing contary to your civil, moral, or religious duties. Are you willing to take this pledge? Then place your left hand upon the symbol of the Order from which we draw our lessons-- white triangle with red cross...