Tag: ritual
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A Distant Flame
It is with deep regret that I was unable to ascend the Alm this Midsummer. A consistent, welcome retreat in my yearly travels, Abtenau has brought me to many heights, tempered by occasional lows. This is the only time I have been absent since first attending in 2015, outside of travel restrictions beyond anyone’s control.…
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Ten Years of Blood and Fire
Nearly a fortnight has passed since the Summer Solstice on Neudegg Alm, and life has barely calmed since that wondrous night of flame and belonging. With the heat of the moment propelling once-aching feet towards new possibilities, I must take pause to reflect and release before moving on. It was my tenth year on the…
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“It’s Only a Game, Isn’t it?”
Forging academic connections across the Pennines, last week took me to Manchester Metropolitan University for “Rituals of Play”. An international conference deftly combining gaming (in both digital and tabletop forms) with magick and the occult. This uniquely compelling focus for Manchester Game Centre’s annual Multiplatform symposium was ratified in conjunction with MMU’s Dark Arts Research…
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Midsummer comes around
Two years ago while en-route to the mountain, I scheduled a weekend layover for a gig and associated debauchery in Arnhem. Sharing the delightful company of dear friend, dancer, occultist, and erotic Priestess Dayenne Neroli. As way of repaying her hospitality and sating mutual creative compulsions, we indulged in an impromptu video shoot. Taking a…
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Tabula Rasa
After many seasons since the original EP, the time is right to return to Trismegistus Hex. With a change of focus and line-up from the initial scope, the project will now encompass musical meanderings and experiments beyond the expectations of Ritual Ambience. Yet no less magickal of intent. The old concepts have been cast aside,…
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Et in Arcadia ego
There is a place, one supposes, that calls to a simpler time. An age of pastoral greenery and unbridled passion. An idyllic ideal of the imagination, yearning to unravel through the concrete and tarmac trails of modernity. Arcadia, ever-present yet elusive, flickers in words and thought. An ancestral echo, barefoot in fecundity yet fragmented in…
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Tears of the Mountain
I was not alone for Midsummer. It had been a hard year for many. Some had lost those dear, and others still had lost part of themselves. The abrasion of existence scratching away at the best of us, compelling cruelty and distrust through uncertain times. A common burden, one often and needlessly borne alone. Thoughts…
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