The Rotten Heart of Belfegor
Although the influence of any Demon on the human mind manifests primarily as a blockage of the capacity for love and non-exploitative relating, for one of the Dark princes this function is foundational.
The black sun of the klippot, the klipa Tagirion, is ruled by the Lord of the Caves – Baal Fegor (a shadow variant of the ancient “Master of the Account” – Baal Figora, for in the darkness of the cave wealth cannot be counted), or, as his name is usually read – Belfegor.
Belfegor appears when the impulse toward inward accounting, self-examination and assessment, turns into self-admiration and then into jealousy and envy. Instead of seeking within what should be revealed and realized, the mind closes in on itself, falling into a vicious spiral of spiritual self-absorption.
The cave referred to in his name is, on the one hand, a place of darkness and cold where the light of the Sun (Tiferet) does not penetrate; on the other hand, an allusion to the cavities of the human body and sexual associations; and thirdly, a place where hoards and treasures were hidden.
Therefore Belfegor is a demon of wealth, a demon of sloth, and a demon of sex (together with Asmodeus and Astaroth — of whom Belfegor is the “androgynous” counterpart), but above all he is the demon of the rotten heart.
If Astaroth (ruler of the klipa Gamechiot – the “shadow” of Chesed) “cools” the heart, and Asmodeus (ruler of the klipa Golahab – the “shadow” of Geburah) “closes” it, then Belfegor, combining these two elements, conditions the heart to be cold and closed, which inevitably leads to its exclusion from the Flow of Power, to chronic hunger, and therefore to necrosis, to “putrefaction.”
It is this stopping of all movement that corresponds to sloth (not as a habit, but as a Deadly sin), of which Belfegor is also considered the lord.
It is not difficult at all to let this Demon into one’s mind — sometimes he arrives after Asmodeus or Astaroth have taken possession of the sensual realm of the mind, and sometimes the heart “rots” simply because life is not sustained within it, feelings do not stir, love does not blossom.
Because the Tree of Klippot is “inverted,” Belfegor is positioned higher in it — closer to the Flow of Power of the Sephirot — than the more mighty Asmodeus and Astaroth, and even than Beelzebub and Lucifug, finding himself directly beneath the two-faced Mother of demons – Lilith and Nahemah.
It follows that the Dark Mother most often inspires the “putrefaction” of the heart; she, who hates every kind of love and encourages mutual consumption, “strangles” the heart, depriving it of even small moments of feeling.
At the same time, the “putrefaction” of the heart is often compensated by an overdevelopment of lower sensuality, as evidenced by Belfegor’s distinctly phallic, even priapic, attributes.
Sometimes, conversely, the “putrefaction” of the heart is expressed in a listlessness of the sexual sphere — if, due to individual psychological peculiarities, sexuality cannot be corrupted in such cases, it is suppressed.
Belfegor often encourages selfish sexual behavior, overt or veiled prostitution, or other forms of selling oneself.
In general, all his efforts are aimed at “scattering” the emotional sphere, which should be rooted in the heart, across other areas of the mind, depriving it of unity and focus, and thus “rendering the heart superfluous,” transforming it from a bright Sun into a cold and fetid cave.
Clearly, to fight this Demon one must perform the reverse operation — concentrating and strengthening the emotional sphere, trying to revive the heart by giving it resuscitation in the form of inspiring actions and ideas. But most important is to establish harmonious relations with others, to build non-exploitative relationships, not refuse help and not flee from love.
Rot can be overcome; the main thing is to detect it in time and take steps to remove it, before the demonization of the Psychocosm has gone too far and it turns out that there may be nothing left to save…
Enmerkar, what if a person has been led away from understanding the “path” and away from Magic since early childhood? Yes, this happens to everyone, but it seems like some are specifically targeted. Life situations, phobias are created as early as possible so that their influence remains forever. So that a person is weaker than the average.
Dear Lis Randy! I do not know your circumstances, so these are just general assumptions:
1. Not the same initial conditions. A person realizes their Path, moves forward, makes efforts, learns, makes mistakes, etc., see Enmerkar’s articles. And suddenly it turns out that where others have ascended the hill, he is merely climbing out of a pit. This can cast one into despair for a long time, immobilize, take away hope, but one must still climb out of the pit.
2. Next, using a female example. Here is a girl whose meaning of life is dance. Nature has gifted her with strong will and work ethic, plasticity, musicality, excellent sense of rhythm and poses, and – as if in mockery – a short and heavy skeleton. And no matter how hard she tries, she cannot become a ballerina, only a laughingstock. But as a folk dancer, she can achieve success, recognition, inner peace, and DUENDE. Could it be that the path you chose closely resembles your true one but is not it? With your will and intellect, you are even making some progress on it, but the same efforts may yield much greater fruits on the authentic Path.
3. I write this, but I hope it does not apply to you. Yes, there indeed is a kind of world-shaking ability. And then… “Teacher, why are there no legs in this?…”
Seek, ask Heaven and Earth. Good luck!
Also. Your fortune seems like a trap, for the outcomes of the period of fortune do not satisfy you. Try not to perceive this period as a breath of air, but go through it calmly, methodically, and pragmatically.
I do not claim to be a specialist, but I think I understand what is being talked about. And I imagine myself, possessing all the Power that I am endowed with, literally, bestowed upon me, well, by God, perhaps. I would burn the whole world to hell, burn it consciously, ruthlessly and mercilessly. They say matches are not toys for children. Or a troublesome cow doesn’t get horns from God. A plain truth. Something about Universal Wisdom… Ah, in general, I really like the answers through time. A connection of eras can be traced. )
Hello.
Out of the blue, no one and nothing attacks. Attacks are the result of certain actions. The other question is, why does the environment perceive these actions as dangerous?
Everyone has advantages, and each has their own. Pressure can be seen as an obstacle from which to push off.
Obviously, a vivid example of being consumed by Belphegor is the “bored egoist,” known from the classics. Though, how to say. If the egoist is bored, then there is something for him to be bored about. The other matter is if he is not bored actually, but is merely a poser – here, things are indeed dire.
Why are there discrepancies in the correspondences of demons? On the one hand, Asmodeus and Astaroth correspond to the klippot Geburah and Gedulah, but on the other hand, according to the “Goetia”, Asmodeus is a king (i.e., corresponds to the Sun, therefore the klippot Tiferet, Tagiriron), while Astaroth is a duke (i.e., corresponds to Venus, therefore the klippot Netzach, Aarab Zarakh).
Frater_K.B.V. these correspondences help me orient more clearly in the current world of consumption.
And I use the Goetia as a criminal reference book.
Thanks to the correspondences indicated in this article, I allowed myself over many years to open my heart.
Only after I realized its main enemies.
And the two main enemies of the Human heart are Hasid and Goyur, I have such correspondences, names. And a Samurai woman with her son, the Master of Nothingness, a helper, comforter, and entertainment.
What are harmonious, non-consumeristic relationships?
These are relationships of an open heart. They do not aim for profit.
If relationships have no purpose of providing benefits to partners, then why are they needed? In this context, I understand benefit as any increase in awareness or strength (energy) of the being.
If consumer relationships can be described by the scheme “you for me, and I for you” (https://en.enmerkar.com/magus-way/dux-obladaniya) – then non-consumeristic relationships can be described by the scheme “I for you, you for another.”
Harmonious relationships (https://en.enmerkar.com/magus-way/garmoniya-maga) can be represented as the integration of various characteristics necessary for ongoing development. For example, the integration of earth (fertile soil) and water (constant irrigation) allows grass to grow in that place. Maybe I’m missing something?
Harmonious relationships are those relationships in which each of their participants is stronger than themselves.
Harmonious relationships, non-consumeristic relationships are when there is no substitution of values in humanoid contacts. Value substitution is when powerlessness is passed off as strength and is even sold to a gullible consumer, or gifts of disutility are thrown in. Consumeristic relationships are about capturing human souls and their irresponsible exploitation.
Obviously, an example of harmonious relationships can be the constant union of a male magician and a female magician, resulting in each of their paths becoming more effective than if each remained alone. It’s like in physics – when waves with the same frequency add up and their phases coincide, the amplitude increases. But in reality, we most often see the opposite situation. Usually, what one partner lives for causes jealousy in the other. And in the world of ordinary people, family often ends up being the place where one engages in the active consumption of resources of the other. If each man and each woman is a Star, then the joining of Stars most often represents a pair “black hole – white dwarf,” where one does not shine at all and lives off the glow of the other, while the other shines dimly. How many people can be found who can say: “Whatever I achieved in life would be possible without a family and children.”
In general, it seems that as soon as a person breaks free from the traps of one demon, they fall into the trap of another. For example, if a person sees by living examples that families are ruled by the Spirit of Possession (Nachema), they begin to avoid starting a family – and thus may fall into the trap of “Free Love” of Asmodeus. There are quite a few young witches today who become such because they do not want to fulfill social female programs (to get married, have children, etc.) because they feel disgust towards the prevailing Spirit of Possession in families. And as a result, they openly worship at their rituals the same Nachema. As they say, what you fought for, you’ve stumbled into. And different personalities, who position themselves as “Black Magicians” and “Satanists” (and not those Satanists who see healthy egoism in Satanism as opposed to what they don’t like in Abrahamic Religions, but rather the exalted and “gnostic” Satanists), set themselves against society because social values and relationships disgust them, and they see concepts of “Evil,” “Darkness,” etc., as an alternative to social values and relationships, without considering that the very demons they see as helpers and liberators feed off the very things that repel such subjects in society.
It seems to me that even the very idea of Liberation has a destructor within it. It’s one thing when it comes to an Adept who has reached the threshold of the Abyss. For him, indeed, all human attachments are chains that hold him back from Transition. But in the case of an ordinary person, or perhaps even a Magician just beginning their Path, attachments can be a support for the Heart. Does premature loss of attachments not leave the heart empty, making it easy prey for Belphegor?
I had the experience of communion with the SAH… and in this way, I was deceived and fell into captivity. And then from captivity to captivity.
I was not aware that I was living in the world of Klippot, most likely I was born in it and was supposed to live and die in it.
Also, the first thought that came to mind was to lose attachments to loved ones, or rather the environment, the family I lived in. I wanted to change the Temple, home.
But it turned out that I did not find a new environment, Temple, home that would match my ideas of Tiferet.
So it is precisely at the moment of this wandering in the light and shadow of Tiferet, connected with breaking ties, that Lilith comes and evaluates the candidate.
If the candidate is unprepared she discards him to the bottom of the Tree of Klippot to Satan and Moloch.
And from there the candidate can begin to consciously ascend to the Tree of Life.
It is problematic to be born and live on the Tree of Klippot while contemplating the Great Work.
The only possible thing is to minimize your desires, i.e., feelings of manifestations to a minimum in order to have a chance to survive and rise toward the light, feeding on small sips of holiness and correctness of one’s path.
An Adept, knowing the value of the light of life, holiness and possessing the experience of awareness of this light can recognize the predator.
As Enmerkar writes in his publications and poems, once one reaches the bottom, it is possible to push off from it to ascend.
Only by reaching Malkhut of the tree of life or touching it on the tree of life can the Essence declare itself as a human, as a seeker of the philosopher’s stone, SAH, etc.
Perhaps, Belphegor is also somehow related to greed and miserliness. This may be that very Koshchey who hoards gold. After all, it is the cold and closed heart that prompts accumulation and hoarding in an attempt to fill the void. One way or another, it seems that this demon can be felt as a kind of state of poisoning – only this feeling is not in the stomach but in the palm above, in the middle of the chest. Sometimes he feels like a hole in the center of the chest, where an unpleasant cold is felt, similar to some unhealthy anxiety; sometimes emptiness and fatigue is felt there. Sometimes through this hole in the center of the chest, it seems that one’s strength is leaking out. In general, it feels somewhat like that.
Also, it seems he is somehow connected to such a concept as fuss.
And laziness, whose lord is Belphegor – is, obviously, primarily laziness to make specific efforts towards Achieving Knowledge and Communing with the Guardian Angel. For Achieving Knowledge and Communing with the SAH (Achieving Consciousness Tiferet) means the end of any power of Belphegor (unless the seeker, due to their ignorance, declares Belphegor as their SAH, and thus comes to a false union with this demon and ultimate subjugation by it)
“But the most important thing is to find a way to establish harmonious relations with someone from those around, to build non-consumer relations, to not reject a hand extended in help and not to run away from love.” – to learn to trust, as if to jump into the water, where there is no bottom and if you suddenly weaken, you can only rely on the hand of help nearby. For someone who is used to relying only on themselves, it is difficult to learn to trust another. Of course, people sometimes betray and spit in the soul, but not all and not always. There are those who will not betray. It is important not to miss them, not to pass by those with whom it is truly possible to build harmonious relationships. We are learning. I am grateful to the author.
Yes, sometimes reading my comments, I wonder who wrote them? – I don’t know that person))
Yet I believed in those words when I wrote them 10 years ago…..
The main thing is to remember where we come from and where we are going 🙂
March 24, 1996
That time I used the scheme of Gonorius. When I just started applying the methodology of this Grimoire to my goetic practice, I had to gather a number of supplies, especially it was difficult to find the epitrachil. However, by the time of this summoning, all the necessary items had already been gathered and tested.
To the incense, I added herbs that stimulate sexual activity and relate to the Sun – in particular, St. John’s wort, hawthorn, and rhodiola.
After prayers and invocations, the summoning had to be repeated eight times, although already at the stage of purifying the air, there was a sense of some heaviness around.
Suddenly a sharp smell hit my nose. Of course, smells are a usual attribute of goetic operations; they are always strong and usually unpleasant, but at that moment I didn’t immediately realize what the smell was. At first, it seemed to me that it smelled like bleach, and only later did I understand that it was the strong smell of sperm…
Just in case, I anxiously looked at myself, thinking that maybe the herbs had affected me, but thankfully nothing inappropriate happened to me in the Circle, and the source of the smell was still the Triangle of Art.
After the tenth recitation of the spell, the air began to shimmer and electrify, as if in the mountains before a storm, or near a high-voltage line in damp weather. Once again, I looked around, expecting a trap, but saw nothing suspicious.
In the meantime, it was hard to breathe, my head hurt, it seemed my blood pressure had risen. “I just needed a hypertensive crisis” – I thought – “that would be a sight to behold if they find me in the Circle paralyzed, in a room smelling of sperm.”
After hesitating for a few seconds, I continued the incantations with a stammering tongue.
It seemed the air was heating up and filling with a black viscous smoke or some gas. It was clearly getting darker. Along with the smell of bleach, there was a musty odor, like in a long-closed cellar.
Finally, above the Triangle, a shadow began to gather. It gradually took on the features of either a dog or a monkey. “Yeti” – I chuckled in my head.
A very unpleasant, croaking voice said:
– Hi there.
– What is this familiarity?! – I was outraged.
– I am part of that power… well, you know – it croaked unpleasantly from the Triangle again.
– You have no power. There’s no reason to stage a performance here – I tried to assert authority.
– Alright-alright, how fierce we are – the voice grew even creakier – what do you want, you freak?
– I want you to say your name!
– My name… I’ve… well, it’s not just about that. – a grotesque laugh.
– State your name!
– I am the Master of the Caves. And also – the master of other holes and little holes. – again a laugh.
– Not much of a master. You have no power.
– I have all the power. And every day it increases. And so you – are my slave.
– I am not a slave, and certainly not yours!
– Of course, you serve me. You serve me every time you look with desire at someone you do not love. You serve me every time you hurt someone you love. You serve me every time you lean towards something not for yourself.
– You have no power over me.
– I rule over everyone who closes their eyes to the light of their heart. I rule over everyone who neglects their feelings, who betrays themselves, who sells themselves. Is there anyone who has never betrayed their feelings? Is there anyone who has never closed their eyes to the sun of their soul?
– Even when people betray their love, it does not mean they serve you!
– Really? So who do they serve then? Just do not tell me anything about God. People serve us. People serve me.
– People are free. They do not have to serve anyone.
– People are slaves. And they enjoy being slaves. People fear freedom, but above all, people fear themselves. And as long as they live in fear – they completely belong to us.
In the meantime, the smoke dissipated a bit, and a figure became clearly discernible in the Triangle – a huge monkey, baboon or something like that, sat cross-legged, with a huge erect phallus rising between them. The monkey’s face was covered with some kind of pimples or sores, and atop the head was a crown. Or maybe this image appeared to me from all this conversation? But the smell was very palpable, and it did not diminish; on the contrary, it filled the blood, it seemed to be absorbed into the fabric of the cloak and further – through the skin into the blood. And a feeling of painful excitement spread through my body. It did not resemble ordinary sexual excitement; rather, it felt like poisoned blood, as with malaria or hay fever. Breathing quickened, and due to the viscosity of the air, it became painful as well.
And the voice continued to creak and creak:
– You are in my hands, everything is in my hands. I dominate bodies and souls; I control actions and desires.
– No. You have no power over me. My heart is alive and free.
– Well, if that’s so – it won’t be for long.
I began to recite the exorcism spells, while the demon started laughing. Its laughter was either croaking, or cawing, or growling with a moan. These sounds echoed in my ears for a long time afterward.
The first thing I did when the Triangle was empty and the thoughts dispersed – I rushed to fling open the window, breathe in the fresh air, striving to exhale all the filth that seemed to have permeated me completely. When that felt insufficient, I ran out into the street and wandered around the city almost all night, trying to throw out of my head the stench and the croaking voice that had melded into one.
Yes…. We, born to fly – learned to crawl.
We extinguished ourselves hopelessly,
We rejected hands that wished to use us,
And remained hungry for love.
We burnt our souls, cut off our wings,
We crumpled inside our impulses.
We covered the light with dust – dark dust,
And playfully embraced mannequins.
………And yes, if the heart is alive and free, it is only for a short time.
Can you call not demons, but angels? Are there practices?
Yes, of course, it is possible, and it is no less dangerous.
Cool. There is a lot to think about. Enemies abound, both externally and internally.
The expression ‘you must live for yourself’ is particularly dangerous. This poison has permeated many.