A Blow Job: Wind, Magic and Chaos
There is a long association with magicians working with the natural environment, including the weather. This piece deals very briefly with some manifestations of the Wind, and concludes with a practical piece on working with modern windmills.
The North Berwick witches were executed nearly 400 years ago for allegedly raising a storm to sink King James’ ship. He survived, and tried them personally…
Hastur is a wind demon in the fiction associated with HP Lovecraft, that writer so beloved of many a magician. It seems that Hastur was actually a name borrowed from earlier authors, and a word that Lovecraft used only briefly. The ‘Hastur who is the Wind Walker’ is a literary invention of August Derleth, Lovecraft’s executor and successor in the genre.
The very interesting Stephen Sennitt (who sadly doesn’t have a website) mentions some extreme Chaos magickal work with Hastur, which was characterised by “a black titan windstorm…with a merciless frenzy”, this being at the same date as ‘the great storm’ the most recent UK hurricane in October 1987, with force 12 winds and an unseasonable, and scientifically remarkable six degree rise in temperature in a few hours. This brought overnight devastation to the southern half of England and Wales, and Northern France. Over fifteen million trees were blown down and substantial damage was caused to buildings, cars and shipping, with hundreds of roads and railway lines blocked by debris. The mercifully small number of 18 people died, perhaps because the full force of the storm hit the land in the small hours, when the majority of people would have been indoors and asleep. The ‘Hay’ Necronomicon, a modern print version of the alleged dread book describes the voice of Hastur as “the mournful sigh of the vortex, the mad rushing of the Ultimate Wind that Swirls darkly among the silent stars… whose ceaseless roaring ever fills the timeless skies….. His might teareth the forest and crusheth the city..” . Yup, sounds about right.
The ‘psychic quester’ Andrew Collins gives the same date as Sennitt, for major black magical workings being afoot in Southern Britain. Psychic questing is a recent development in occult and New Age circles, being started around 1979 by Collins and his associates. Also known simply as ‘questing’, with a terminology and slang all of its own, Collins describes it as a technique whereby psychic individuals are taken out of the confines of indoor séances and living-room divinations, and employed ‘on-site’ in the external world. First-hand psychic impressions of ancient, sacred sites and churchyards are used by Collins and other researchers to detect hidden (usually buried) objects, be they archaeological finds or more recent esoteric articles ritually placed in the ground by living individuals, for magical purposes.
These individuals are often involved in ‘Black Magic’, according to Collins, whose ‘White’ occult group is opposed to them. The location and retrieval of physical objects gives some veracity to the psychic impressions, but there will always be the suspicion of trickery somewhere along the line, and that’s outside the scope of this piece... I like what he writes, for what it’s worth. Collins’ several books on this theme are described as ‘non-fiction’ but are written in a racy, ‘thriller’ style, with characters that are often composites of several individuals who had more minor roles in the alleged actual events. As such, his writings often come across to the reader as exciting, escapist novels. Collins himself admits that this may all sound like a Dennis Wheatley or Tolkien story at times.
Collins reports several of ‘his’ psychics having terrifying visions of dark wolves just prior to, and on the night of the 1987 great storm, and this can be paralleled to various early modern visions of ‘greate evil dogges’ associated with mighty storms. The Wizard of Oz has a helluva wind, too…. are people hitting on some archetype here, d’you think?
The 1987 storm followed much the same course and hit the same area of the last truly huge storm to hit Southern Britain, in November 1703. This storm, coming without forewarning via the benefit of modern weather-tracking satellite equipment (and Television news to spread the word) was a surprise and caused massive damage. Over a hundred were killed on land, and the entire village and church of Kingston Gorse in Sussex was literally flattened.
Four hundred wooden windmills were destroyed- some of them being spun so fast by the wind that they caught FIRE from the resultant friction, much like a ‘Catherine Wheel’ firework. This must have appeared particularly demonic to horrified observers. It may be coincidence or a desire to create correspondences, but the magical sigil for Hastur, which Sennit gives in his grimoire, bears a striking resemblance to a simple sketch of a windmill.
At sea the British fleet was decimated, losing hundreds of ships and over 8,000 sailors, with additional heavy merchant shipping losses. The Eddystone Lighthouse was also destroyed. The loss of so many sailors was a serious threat to national security, and the damage to windmills and heavy flooding, which drowned many thousands of food animals and tainted crop fields (from the salt water) was a major threat to regional food stocks for some time to come: “Tis thought most of their land will be worth but little this 2 or 3 years”.
In times of efficient international food supply infrastructure and supermarkets in every town, the storm of 1987 was considerably less of a threat so far as day-to-day nutrition was concerned, with no one in danger of starving to death. However the 1987 event still managed to scare a great many people, and changed the landscape for decades to come. Many of the long-distance country views opened up by the absence of trees had not been visible for 250 years, literally changing people’s consciousness overnight, so far as what they could actually SEE.
Kenneth Grant and the Nu-Isis lodge had dealings with Hastur in the 1950s, including an indoor hurricane while all outside was still, and in some quarters John Dee is reputed to have raised the storm that saw off the Armada… Even today, witches are still successfully ‘selling the wind’ to becalmed sailors.
Well, that’s just a little flavour… this working that follows is, like anything I put on this site, ‘descriptive, not prescriptive’- it’s how I (or in other cases I and/or someone else) have done it, and I’m not saying ‘you must do it this way’… instead it’s a sharing of ideas for you to adapt to your own purposes as you will (or not), or just to provoke some discussion on methods. And we’re not calling up demons or raising storms:
It does rather depend on where you live, but several areas of the UK (and overseas) have modern windfarms- I’m sure you’ve at least seen a photo of them- huge white space-age metal towers with mighty spinning blades, scattered across the country. At rest, the two-bladed ones stand like enormous Tau crosses, which is kinda spooky when you come to the top of a hill and find them all waiting silently…
It was only during a very recent period when I was driving across some windmill-infested countryside quite a lot that it struck me how magically very useful they might be…. They are effectively ‘prayer wheels’ on a huge scale, and to add to the effect, they are linked into the national electricity grid…. a magical link is all very well, but the windmills are in effect physically linked up to every building in the country via the electrical current which they create and send down a copper wire……. Which gives a lovely, direct means to send a spell to anywhere, or anyone, you wish…
A spontaneous piece of chaos work ensued… a simple sigil to contain the intent of the working was rapidly formulated and prepared for casting… it was decided that as there is so much motion and force involved in the windmills that a passive form of gnosis- in this case meditation-visualisation of the sigil and how it will travel to the target down the humming, pulsing power lines - would be better than any active gnosis method such as wild dancing, since any spin generated by humans would be puny by comparison to the windmills. At gnosis the sigil was projected onto the spinning blades (and by driving around to the other side of the windmills you can choose a clockwise or anticlockwise spin, to suit your intention- be it creation or negation magic) and that was it.
Highly effective and impressive results followed within hours and so I offer this as a potential technique for those with a will to experiment. A vary interesting piece of improvisational magic, which I shall henceforth call ‘Quixotic Chaos’, I think : )
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