There is an ultimate offering. It is to the God of All, to the whole.

It is giving to all whatever is needed to make the living world an example of the great beauty, to match all that we are with all that is and will be. We call this “activation” I suppose, and it is an animation of dull matter through our personal engagement and ultimately, sacrifice, to the greater Being.

We are now engaged directly in this sacrifice, for that is the nature of the soul on earth in earthly bodies.This life is one of continual burning sacrifice, and yet we are only making brilliant more brilliant light through life. I know I can find my way if I am in the heart of God, and I know I can define this beauty through my personal dignity and the application of the 4 virtues – wisdom, temperance, justice, fortitude – as I ride through the realities of this divine sacrifice. But it is more than sacrifice, it is also transfiguration, and as some say, transubstantiation – where matter itself is brought into form, infused with life and being. 

That is why the objects are nothing unless they are activated, and this only by personal and cosmic alignment. More than standing in the right place at the right time, eg. eclipse or equinox or other astrological entities or beings engaging at that time.

About Ritual & Liminality, someone asked if the equinox is critical because it represents a “thin” temporal veil? Leading to the question “does the Wunderkabinett network rely on celestial/earthly alignments?”

The short answer is yes and no both. At whatever stage and in whatever circumstance, we do find many objects are animated and activated more directly when aligned with astrological events and ritual circumstances. This magical way of shamanistic interplay has been known down through the ages. 

We know that disenchantment happens, and that action can sometimes precipitate re-enchantment, with the shaman/magician working against entropy using all the instruments and materials that are available for this work.

We know that this offering is made entirely freely and without any hesitation. It is a natural outcome, and a wonderful renunciation. It cannot be forced. It comes by call and by time. You know it when you know it. It cannot be undone. Like earthly love, it is love beyond time. It is personally meta-personal, over all time and space we are together making this magical world into our own image. We are using the instruments at hand for this and we are not to be stopped by any person place or thing. 

I was the voice of one of the smaller little figurines, and i was the voice of the great animal that is all. We are in chorus together and never to be misread or misunderstood. There is a voice shaped by each of us and ready to sing. Solely and in chorus. Openly and in full. This voice calls and sings throughout the entire mysterious sacrifice. 

For this is the voice of Orpheus. Tear him apart and he sings still. Open him up and he sings still. His voice is not in the body. That is the secret. In the mystery rites we hear this voice, and we obey its command. Its lullaby leads to its rousing call to activity and realization. 

That threshold into the dark is his open mouth, his severed head, his dead eyes. They become yours. Then the starry song leads the way. “Come to me, come to me,” he calls. We travel all night long. But we are not weary, for there is no effort to this travel.

What we see with the dissolution of the elemental bond is the greatest secret of the world.

Shush, shush, don’t let the audience hear you cry.