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My eyes at the moment of the apparitions by August Natterer. 
He was a German artist that illustrated his hallucinations caused by schizophrenia. 
Alternatively, can you imagine just minding your own business, looking up from a book or something and seeing THESE EYES staring back at you from a wall or in thin air?

"In all affairs it’s a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted."

- Bertrand Russell (via occult101)


The glowing skull “will help you in many ways.” From an 1898 issue of The Strand.

Agya Vetal / Agnivetal / Kalagni / Lord of the Flames


Dakshine Kali Beej Mantra

A rare and unique rendition of what is also known as the Dasha Mahavidya MahaKali Mantra.

Mantra: Krim Krim Krim Hum Hum Hrim Hrim Daksine Kalike Krim Krim Krim Hum Hum Hrim Hrim Swaha

Pronunciation: kreem kreem kreem hoom hoom hreem hreem dahk-shin-ay ka-li-kay kreem kreem kreem hoom hoom hreem hreem swa-ha

Meaning: According to Indian traditions, it is especially 22 syllables long - mantras of this length are thought to be some of the more powerful. It also contains Kali’s threefold Bija mantra of Krim, Hum, and Hrim.

Daksine Kalike is referring to Kali in a particular aspect, which is when she has her right foot forward as a protector. Daksine can be taken to mean “South” as Kali is traditionally seen as facing South in the same direction as the souls who are heading South towards hell, so that she can rescue them. The word Daksine also has connections to the transit of the sun as it travels South after crossing the equator at the autumn equinox. The Southern transit of the sun is also connected to the “night of the gods,” so she may also be said to be facing the night.

The mantra Krim symbolizes all the work of sexual alchemy. Hum is also used in sexual alchemy, and in Buddhist traditions in this context Hum refers to one consciousness. It terms of the seed syllables, Hum refers to the immovable, the unfluctuating, and that which cannot be disturbed by anything. Hrim purifies and transforms, dispelling illusion. And at the end, Swaha is an offering and surrender of oneself to inner awareness, or a consecration into the light.

This mantra is associated with the Indian goddesses Kali who is depicted with weapons, overpowering evil. She shares remarkable similarities with Sekhmet the lion-headed goddess of Egypt, Coatlicue of the Aztecs, and Hecate of Greece, possibly along with many others. Their depictions illustrate the role of the mother goddess as a warrior who fights the egos within us (such as anger, greed, pride, lust, etc.) as part of the process of awakening.

The inner death of the egos (often symbolized as decapitation) has been portrayed in different spiritual cultures around the world. It is also found in the symbol of St George slaying the dragon (and many others). And it is this inner death that this mantra is asking for.

This mantra is being used by modern mystics to celebrate the esoteric aspect of the autumn equinox, which is about a time of inner death to make way for the spiritual within.

To learn more about the spiritual meaning of the Autumn Equinox and about a ceremony that can be used to celebrate (which this mantra can be a part of), have a look at the incredible free e-book The Path of the Spiritual Sun (X)


Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.


- Haruki Murakami