We are considering select candidates for internship opportunities. We have specific research products that can function as a mentorship program to the right person. Candidate should email their qualifications, skills, interests, goals and objectives and why they should be considered. We pay in herbal formula, exclusive monographs, private correspondence and consultation, and possible future opportunities to our herbalist guild, and other levels of interaction should there be an earned level of trust and good will. If one has not obtained the most basic writings, the first research monograph, initiation/membership zine, mystae trilogy, or sub rosa, there is no need to contact.
We have created a network of guilds, websites, entities, etc. to recruit and find those elite in passion, intelligence, drive and discipline to undertake the supreme quest and purpose of life, the Magnum Opus. We have collected such partners for decades, those that maintain the Path and pursue the alchemical secrets without excuse or deviation. We have sought teachers, infiltrated groups and monasteries, undertook arduous journeys, training in languages, and all the related disciplines needed to unlock manuscripts, symbols. We raise funds to find the rarest texts, to source the authentic elixir ingredients, the skillful means of Masters. We have encountered other similar groups with a purpose and have sought to connect and create sacred links with their Filiations and occult societies.
It is a true Invisible College of Alchemical, Hermetic and Ancestral studies that we have created out of the sheer yearning and desire. We have only begun to do the proper work of presenting the distillation of such efforts to those seeking the Way in this collapsing world age. We deeply thank all those who have supported us thus far. We hope to continue to attract those interested in the sincere, anonymous, and heuristic pursuit of their alchemical methods balanced with a discreet society of fellow researchers.
April marks the time for certain alchemical projects to begin and for some to be completed. We submit for your consideration a new series of alchemical meditations: Caput mortuum V.1&2
Dwellers of the Wasteland, have hope for your quest and great labors or the glories of Spring will mock your fleeting youth and fantasies.
“She could feel magic in the quiet spring day, like a sorcerer’s far-off voice, and lines of poetry floated over her mind as if they were strands of spider-web.”
― Stella Gibbons
As the Occult Wars go kinetic, as the spiritual combat intensifies, one must respond with an even deeper devotion and immediacy to the Great Work. There are things to be done in this precious incarnation, tasks to accomplish, skills to master, experiences to cultivate and training to endure and progress in with discipline. There can be no complacency, excuses, surrendering to distraction, to the disease and sin of wasting precious time. It requires incessant work and effort, it requires genius and cunning, science and art, the practical and esoteric skills to succeed. Yet so many just waste their time in idle pursuits, in vanity, in sheer nonsense. That is fine to those of us who work much and sleep little. But do not waste our time in attempts at correspondence or joining our group. There are many esoteric groups which will give you a title, badges, degrees and fluff your ego like paid whores. There are cults and groups to be your surrogate family or virtual tribe, or friend. This is not the place for such mundane sympathy and commiseration.
If the events of the world do not shock you to an alertness and crisis of being, of the keen awareness of an all-intrusive, all-invading assault down to the very DNA, then you are hopeless. If you are stunned and hopeless, you must be incredibly young, naive, or asleep to the open secrets of history. This is the filth and grime of a sick culture and psychopathic ‘elite.’ This stagnation of waste and decay are aggregates of equal parts neglect and intentional poison and pollution, all in the subversion of Tradition.
The Hero has ordeals and tasks, the 12 Labors to accomplish to expiate from their madness and to attain immortality. Each Labor requires the complete and totality of focus to accomplish. This is the absolute integration of every talent, cunning, intellectual and physical labor to solve or accomplish the impossible. There is the stream of Mind, of consciousness, of reality that is swift, powerful, and potentially dangerous. This stream is diverted into channels, into rivers with the body, of solar and lunar energies, of the powers within that long to be reconciled in a purified inner transmutation. There is layer upon layer of psychic and spiritual filth, of waste, generated from ill habits, toxic culture, the fecal matter of modernism and pop culture that decays the essence of being. It is a blockage, a spiritual stagnation, the congested accrued aspects that the soul cannot process nor endure.
In combining these streams, the inner channels flow, the waste can be saturated in the waves whose fiery waters are corrosive to the clinging, deep waste that clogs and knots the subtle body. One must prime and prepare for this labor, which although accomplished in finality in the course of one day has phases of before and after that must be observe. Such protocols require purifications and conditioning, of psycho-spiritual and bodily training both before and after to center and ground these experiences, lest they fade away in bad habits. These are the alchemical medicines, skillful means and initiatory, theurgic rites of the Mysteries. We are joyous to assist those that have proven through demonstrations of their resolute and heroic character to be worthy of investments of our attention, time, and resources. After all, we use this example of Herakles’ fifth labor, because our hero has already completed four others. We have outlined our definition of these tasks in the Membership and Initiation monograph. No one should bother writing for instruction, or any aspect of affiliation without obtaining and reading this text. Worse would be one that has it and has not begun any tasks but seeks attention or communications. Such a one, and there are only a few, are like those that pester a doctor but never take the advice or medicines. Learn from such pitiful future hungry ghosts and demons and engage the Labors with all your Being.
We have no time nor patience for dilettantes. We have members who engage in language studies for decades to translate a single text, to learn a language to study a teacher. Those that learn pottery, glass blowing, who contribute funds for purchasing texts and ingredients, who submit 500 page manuscripts for publication, who work on the websites, wildcrafting herbs, all while doing their own personal training and research. They go on alchemical pilgrimages, dangerous missions and expeditions to trace the Great Way. They build temples, dig crypts and tunnels for rituals, dig cinnabar from mountains. Thus we grow as an authentic source of initiatory knowledge, an alchemical invisible college, a think tank of the pragmatic needs to conduct the Great Work. We share private texts, resources, gifts and gain fellowship, respect and trust in those that etch their trustworthy nature into the details of their conduct and level of devotion. Their noble character is emblazoned in their manners, their work ethic, their attention to detail, the integrity of their word and discipline. The eliteness is in the standard of their art, the ideal they seek to presence, the life as a masterpiece in secret, incessant refinement. These are the true kindred of spirit, the gentleman and ladies of our humble inner circle.
Consider the day as a Pythagorean, that of awakening is a birth, to sleep is a ‘death.’ What we do in the day is a microcosm of life. What do you really do in your day? How much is wasted on the worst of this modern age: degenerate entertainment, mind-rotting games, endless attention span decimating social media, masturbatory wastes of energy and desensitizing poisons. These are the solvents of Being that hollow out a human into a husk of cravings and conditioned responses. It is obvious how certain people spend their time, what they ‘pay’ attention to, what occupies their life in a day, and it is mundane and beyond contempt. How dare you rest, indulge, reward or enjoy some luxury, some repose or thrill when you squander your time and life? You who sit in idleness, in excuses, in self-made obstacles must get to work. Ars longa vita brevis.
ἔστι δ ̓ ὅπη νῦν
ἔστι: τελεῖται δ ̓ ἐς τὸ πεπρωμένον:
οὔθ ̓ ὑποκαίων οὔθ ̓ ὑπολείβων
οὔτε δακρύων ἀπύρων ἱερῶν
ὀργὰς ἀτενεῖς παραθέλξει 
What is now, came to be
As it came to be. And its ending has been ordained.
No concealed laments, no concealed libations,
No unburnt offering
Can charm away that firm resolve
The Hyperborean Research Society engages in silent theurgic contemplation in darkness at the core of the Winter rites. We invite those with the medicines and solidified mercury power items from our lineages to participate (or to contact to obtain these items customized to one astrological data). To prepare for these rites, one should obtain theurgic and spagyric medicines and ‘soma’ herbs of various kinds for assaying their effects and harnessing their energy for these meditations. Crucial to these operations are the mercury power items, which are like a battery, a conduit to energies, intentions, as well as a mercurial messenger to the higher realms. Many are fake or inferior or inert, thus one must make themselves or, to be part of our lineage, obtain one from our alchemists. We can give specific instructions to empower and place these to those that inquire, and craft special custom ones of nearly any size. But we prefer to have a large one in our main temple and use a smaller one for travel and wilderness forays, where these rites are best conducted.
One retires to dark, desolate areas, to underground crypts, dark rooms, some truly remote wilderness. One has the dark robes of the wanderer, either black or darkest blue and the lantern with hurricane glass. One is permitted a staff, dagger, and a small bag of herbalist’s equipment and ritual paraphernalia (small mortar and pestle, herbs, tinctures, extra candles, etc. an animal skin or woolen blanket to sit upon is permitted, nothing modern electronic of any kind. It is best if one creates these themselves or acquires them from loved ones in devoted affinity with these esoteric rites, or to obtain them from our Guild or Masters. One can construct the robe and lantern easily and infuse each stitch and detail with the stenography of the Great Work, as with the staff, ritual herbal implements, and even producing the candles from one’s own hives. This is the essence of true magical integrity, in a ritualization of each aspect of the rites, in deep preparation, through fasting, planning, sacrificing, purifying, obtaining the herbs, the equipment, scouting the locations, all of these build a magical integrity, they infuse life with a noetic focus that condenses the power and secret fire. The mercury potentiates this effort, it becomes embedded within the form, which is why so many temples had pools of mercury within them and why it is the seed of Shiva, and the symbol of the messenger of the Gods and a primary alchemical substance.
Those capable of sublime effort will find no excuses to refine these practices by beginning with what they have around them and continually refining every aspect with sigilized beauty and elegance. They will constantly infuse their atmosphere and ritual attire and aesthetics to create the power items that are infused with such profound intention and ascetic acts of will that they become almost holy relics to behold. Such effort, such focus, such singularity of thought, word and action manifested in every aspect of a life lived in pursuit of true mastery bends the chains of destiny to break, it can shatter the fetters of karma and destiny as one becomes a superior, true human being.
You must confront yourself alone in the darkness with initiatic wisdom rather than disintegrate in the vast chasms of eternal night that will swallow your dim spark into oblivion.
One earns their humanity, their godlike powers through such complete engagement in the Mysteries, the Great Work, in the heaving of burdens that keep Anthropos sunken, bound, and tethered to the lowest spheres of the soul. If you cannot master these basic practices, you will not awake in dreams, you will not retain composure in the raptures and ordeals, you will forget yourself and be forgotten in the dark abyss.
There are no words uttered, just the solitary silence of the trek alone. Here one ignites the lantern and takes refuge, best under a large tree, and one ingests the herbs in complete darkness. As the effects are felt, the lantern is lit, and the parad pyramid is placed on its mica sheet. One presences the supreme silence and immobility, adjusting to find that position which can be held to quietly behold the glow in stillness. The inner alchemists will sublimate the restless energies, release with breath the tensions, and subdue the agitations and pernicious whispers to abiding silence. Here the psychic knots untie, the subtle body can heal and reintegrate with Being. The heart unclenches, the breath deepens, the benevolent peace pervades the microcosm. Here the spontaneous insights can be glimpsed arising from the darkness within, the shining blue pearl, the whirling astral Aryan crosses arise in the inner sacred center. Such was the beholding of the Primordial Light, remembered only by Gods and Philosophers.
Many are unable to do these practices in their complete form, in their ideal way, but it cannot be an excuse. They can be modified to link with the mercury and to prepare and train for the time that the ideal conditions emerge. There are obstacles and excuses that will always try to intrude on devotion and progress. One must break these patterns and find even the most primitive and contrived way to find a way to do such methods. It is a basic theurgical training to condense power and heal, to learn to take the visionary herbs, to gain integrity and prompt the Anamnesis hidden within. The spagyric formulas are forces and signals to the blood to unlock dormant memories, to cease its distortion of decaying codes from inflammation and stress, and to return to healthy, normative functioning. This is why the Gods seek the soma, the mead, the ambrosia, the ritual elixirs. They must abide with the subtle fuel of their secret fire, it is the restorative process of reintegration, of healing the body and thus allowing the subtle energetic form to condense and crystallize. The Mind, the Memory, which Odin worried about losing, are the same sense of Being, of the narrative and context from which our existence is defined, individuated and condensed into withstanding the entropic cosmic forces that seek our oblivion. The light in the darkness is the something from nothing, the soul encased in the lantern, protected from the extinguishing gusts of wind from the abyss.
We will be conducting some major expeditions through some members in the coming year if there is not a full kinetic war in those regions. Those interested in details, support, contributions and other related missions can contact directly.
Do you live in an interesting region with medicinal herbs, minerals or other natural products? We are always seeking and recruiting to our guild those with unique access to wildcrafting opportunities or local herbal knowledge, especially (but not exclusively) in European countries. Consider contacting with details for possible trades, acquisitions or future partnerships.
Spagyricks Vol. 1
Hyperborean Shrine and Laboratory Notes
Strategic Permaculture Vol. 2
Sol Niger Vol. 2
Mystae Vol. 4