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Personal Happiness – Forge Joy from Within

Happiness isn’t stuff or someone—it’s your fire, lit deep, carved by your own hands. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (drain/gain) grind, awareness (your fierce will) wakes, kinship (shared struggle) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or gut push? Hell yes—earn it. This is survivalism’s core—here’s how to claim it fierce and true.

What’s This About?

Joy’s not handed over—possessions rust, people falter—it’s your choices, your sweat, blooming when effort pays off. Grind hard, see wins—happiness swells, esteem rises. Slack off, flop—both sink. Easy gifts? Quick buzz, then gone—unearned fades, no root.

True Will’s your compass—clear belief, no waver—guides bold moves. Test it—keep what works, ditch what flops—effort’s gotta yield, or it’s a lie. Stuck? Shift—your reality’s off, or resistance begs a harder hit—either way, you carve your joy, not them.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s spark. Opposites clash—ease fades, effort holds—and awareness wakes: you’re not a beggar, you’re a maker. Kinship hums—your grind steadies others, echoes their fight. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, won real—joy stuck. Handouts die—happiness is your steel, forged deep.

That second wind—lifting, pushing—splits the astral. That’s your joy’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Effort: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Push hard—goals clear, results stack—joy grows. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging happiness.
  • Crack the Flop: No yield? Shift—gut checks, will tests—gym grind or life shove—same forge, truth snaps—ditch duds, hit harder. Esteem fuels—keep it real.
  • Track the Glow: Log dreams—dim turns bright, you rule. Flat or lost? Up the grind—your will lags. Joy dreams mean you’re live—self hums.
  • Radiate True: Live it—effort bold, wins earned. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Joy’s yours—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—effort peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the now.

My Take

I’ve chased—stuff, others—faded fast—‘til I hit the gym, carved my wins—cracked orbs, joy held—lived fierce, mine. You’ve got this—flood it, forge it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce truth, survival’s glow. Earn bold, warrior-lit.

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Life is Short and Sacred – Forge a Fierce Existence

Life’s a brief, holy blaze—yours to claim, rich with joy and gain. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (doubt/faith) grind, awareness (your sacred will) wakes, kinship (shared quests) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or gut truth? Hell yes—seize it. This is survivalism’s core—here’s how to burn bright and win.

What’s This About?

Short, sacred—life demands you thrive, not limp—three keys unlock it. Body first—temple, pure—fuel it right, breathe deep, move hard. Self-esteem next—rock-solid belief you’ll smash barriers, shape your fate. Truth third—your paradigm, clear and yours—act bold, conscience loud, no wobble.

Doubt’s a thief—external crutches sap you—hesitant, frail—your path’s unique, not theirs. Know it, live it—happiness and prosperity flow when you stand true, not bowed.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s flame. Opposites clash—weak bends, strong holds—and awareness wakes: you’re not frail, you’re forged. Kinship hums—your fire honors theirs, lifts all. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, stood tall—lived fierce. Life’s fleeting—conviction’s your steel, sacred and sharp.

That second wind—lifting, knowing—splits the astral. That’s your life’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Temple: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Eat clean, move daily—body hums. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging strength.
  • Crack the Doubt: Self falters? Stand—believe hard, act sure—gym grind or life shove—same forge, esteem snaps—obstacles break. Truth rings—trust it, no waver—will holds.
  • Track the Truth: Log dreams—fog turns clear, you rule. Weak or lost? Up the grind—your truth lags. Bold dreams mean you’re live—path hums.
  • Radiate Sacred: Live it—body strong, will fierce, truth loud. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Live yours—they live theirs—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—truth peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the sacred.

My Take

I’ve drifted—doubted, dimmed—‘til I hit the gym, forged my truth—cracked orbs, stood sacred—lived full, fierce. You’ve got this—flood it, forge it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce life, survival’s blaze. Burn bold, warrior-holy.

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Giving Our Power Away – Forge Your Own Might

Victimhood’s a trap—handing your power to others, expecting fixes, you’re snared. The OAK Matrix fuels your break: opposites (slave/free) grind, awareness (your fierce core) wakes, kinship (equal grit) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or gut stand? Hell yes—take it. This is survivalism’s rebellion—here’s how to rip it back and rule.

What’s This About?

External rule—government, gurus—chokes you, serves itself, not you. Blind soldier kills on command—weak, pawned—your “True Will” says no, thinks sharp, acts bold. Every plea to them bleeds your juice—time lost, power gone—waiting’s death. Live your will—world shifts—equals rise, no crutches.

Nature cuts—propping up failures drains the strong—let ‘em fall, hit bottom—closure heals, tough love works. Co-dependency’s a lie—resources rot on the lazy—your power’s yours, not theirs to squander.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s spine. Opposites clash—victim bends, master stands—and awareness wakes: you’re not theirs, you’re you. Kinship hums—your strength frees others, mirrors their fight. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, ditched the leash—lived fierce. Surrender kills—will’s your steel, unyielded.

That second wind—lifting, defying—splits the astral. That’s your power’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Core: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Act now—will drives, no pleas—stack power. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging might.
  • Crack the Crutch: They push? Stand—gut says “mine,” hold fast—gym grind or life shove—same forge, power snaps—let ‘em fall, you rise. Tough love cuts—closure flows.
  • Track the Will: Log dreams—pawn turns king, you rule. Weak or flat? Up the grind—your core’s slack. Free dreams mean you’re live—strength hums.
  • Radiate Force: Live it—own it, fierce truth. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Power’s yours—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—will peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the fight.

My Take

I’ve bowed—gave power, sank—‘til I hit the gym, stood lone—cracked orbs, took it back—lived bold, free. You’ve got this—flood it, hold it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce might, survival’s roar. Claim it, warrior-unbound.

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Moral Absolutes – Forge Your Unbent Truth

In life’s gray haze, some truths stand firm—unshakable, yours to wield. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (false/true) grind, awareness (your iron will) wakes, kinship (shared honor) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or gut stand? Hell yes—own it. This is survivalism’s spine—here’s how to carve it fierce and free.

What’s This About?

Right’s murky—wrong too—yet absolutes cut through: your “True Will” and paradigm—unique, cosmic, yours alone—map your spot, your why. Effort’s the key—cumulative, yours—no handouts, no slack. Honesty’s non-negotiable—lie lazy, destroy blind, control for “good”? That’s filth—force only flies in defense.

Power’s yours—never gift it to gurus or causes—they’ll bleed you dry. True Will hums inside—inner voice, not preached rules—trust it, test it, live it. Absolutes hold—break ‘em, and you’re lost; forge ‘em, and you’re steel.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s creed. Opposites clash—control binds, will frees—and awareness wakes: you’re not theirs, you’re you. Kinship hums—your truth honors theirs, lifts all. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, stood my ground—lived sharp. Compromise kills—honesty’s your steel, unbending.

That second wind—lifting, standing—splits the astral. That’s your truth’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Will: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Act true—effort stacks, no crutches—own it. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging destiny.
  • Crack the Lie: Lazy? Lies? Cut ‘em—gym grind or life shove—same forge, truth snaps—control flops, defend fierce. Inner voice calls—listen, test—will holds.
  • Track the Core: Log dreams—gray turns clear, you rule. Fog or weak? Up the grind—your truth lags. True dreams mean you’re live—self hums.
  • Radiate Steel: Live it—honest, unbent. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Stand absolute—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—truth peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the now.

My Take

I’ve drifted—bought lies, bent—‘til I hit the gym, found my will—cracked orbs, cut through—lived fierce, free. You’ve got this—flood it, forge it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce truth, survival’s core. Stand bold, warrior-true.

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Carving Our Destiny – Forge Fate in the Now

Your destiny’s yours to cut—power’s here, now, if you grab it right. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (then/now) grind, awareness (your sharp will) wakes, kinship (cosmic tide) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or timed strike? Hell yes—shape it. This is survivalism’s chisel—here’s how to carve it fierce and true.

What’s This About?

Now’s the blade—past feeds it, future bends to it—dwell back, you’re sunk; plan endless, you’re stalled. Most chase quick hits—long goals blur, unreal—balance is key: learn yesterday, act today, win tomorrow. Big moves lock a year out—Akashic ether hums it—dreams hint, autumn equinox sets ‘em. Small tweaks? Lunar tides tweak fast.

Timing’s king—solar churns, lunar pulls—body and soul sync to it. Events clump—chaos peaks, then lulls—strike when it’s ripe, or the universe fights you. Inner voice knows—listen, spot the close, seize the chance—mastery’s carved in the present, not forced.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s cut. Opposites clash—past drags, now drives—and awareness wakes: you’re not stuck, you’re steering. Kinship hums—your moves ride the tide, lift all. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, timed it—won big. Rush flops—timing’s your steel, forged sharp.

That second wind—lifting, syncing—splits the astral. That’s your fate’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Now: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Act sharp—new move, close it—stack wins. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging destiny.
  • Crack the Wait: Past haunts? Drop it—future looms? Hit now—gym grind or life shove—same forge, timing snaps—closure flows. Inner nudge—trust it, strike—tide turns.
  • Track the Pulse: Log dreams—blur turns clear, you rule. Flat or off? Up the grind—your timing lags. True dreams mean you’re live—fate hums.
  • Radiate Will: Live it—present fierce, moves sure. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Time’s yours—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—tweaks peak. Solar equinox? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the now.

My Take

I’ve lagged—past clung, plans piled—‘til I hit the gym, struck now—cracked orbs, carved my way—wins stacked, steady. You’ve got this—flood it, time it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce fate, survival’s edge. Carve bold, warrior-timed.

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Our Inner Child – Forge Youth’s Fire Anew

Your inner child knows—wild, free, bursting with life—and you can claw it back. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (spent/full) grind, awareness (your primal surge) wakes, kinship (shared juice) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or fierce push? Hell yes—reclaim it. This is survivalism’s deep well—here’s how to tap it and thrive.

What’s This About?

Kids blaze in—past lives’ stash, a surplus of seven energies—spiritual glow, mental snap, emotional zip, etheric ties—free, unspent. Puberty flips it—tank’s dry, angst hits—body’s forced to forge its own. Teens leech—parents first, etheric cords pumping—then friends, trading vibes, a crutch for what’s hard.

Cycle spins: give easy, seek more, lock in—co-dependency traps—then drain, break, rebuild. One energy’s your gift—others grind—till you train, generate all, surplus flows. Inner child wakes—youth’s joy, adventure—earned, not lost, a balanced life reborn.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s spark. Opposites clash—child fades, adult fights—and awareness wakes: you’re not burned out, you’re rechargeable. Kinship hums—your bonds fuel you, your fire lifts them. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, kid-rush hit—lived bold. Loss stings—grit’s your steel, youth reclaimed.

That second wind—lifting, forging—splits the astral. That’s your child’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Surge: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Push one—easy energy first—stack surplus. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging youth.
  • Crack the Crutch: Lean hard—parents, pals—then shift—gym grind or life shove—same forge, generate own—flow flips. Closure locks—tasks done, juice grows.
  • Track the Glow: Log dreams—drained turns wild, you rule. Flat or lost? Up the grind—your spark’s low. Kid-dreams mean you’re live—vibes hum.
  • Radiate Joy: Live it—play fierce, love raw. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Surplus shines—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—youth peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the spark.

My Take

I’ve dulled—teen drain, lost it—‘til I hit the gym, forged my fire—cracked orbs, felt that kid-rush—lived free, fierce. You’ve got this—flood it, forge it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce life, survival’s blaze. Glow bold, warrior-young.

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Chapter 1: The Crypt’s Shadows

This is the first book in the Series Gaia’s Pulse: The OAK Ascendancy. Kael and Elara begin their journey to find the Proto-Core and heal Gaia’s fractured pulse.  They meet Valentine and others on their journey.

Author’s Note: Chapter 1’s Kael/Elara unity mirrors Gaia’s ascension, uniting opposites in the frequency war to heal her fractured pulse. Their love against the shade’s chaos reflects the loving embrace of duality, a spark for Gaia’s rebirth. It is going to be posted on Royalroad.com with one chapter posted daily.

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Actuality vs. Reality – Forge Truth That Wins

Reality’s your blade—actuality’s the forge—know the gap, and you cut through life’s fog. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (blur/sharp) grind, awareness (your fierce lens) wakes, kinship (collective nod) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or gut truth? Hell yes—wield it. This is survivalism’s edge—here’s how to see clear and conquer.

What’s This About?

Actuality’s the raw mess—universe humming, chaos buzzing—too vast for your head to grab. Bees see colors you miss, dogs smell what you can’t—worlds overlap, unseen. Reality’s your slice—what senses catch, mind shapes—subjective, yours. Collective reality? Agreed bets—drive right, not left—keeps us rolling.

Close your reality to actuality—results hit hard. Fantasy flops—no juice, just fluff. Truth works—use it, ditch the rest. Close-minded wins—doubt-free, laser-tight—open drifts, lost. Forge your paradigm—inner flashes, true will—lock it, and you’re unstoppable, lifting all as you rise.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s sight. Opposites clash—chaos blinds, clarity cuts—and awareness wakes: you’re not guessing, you’re knowing. Kinship hums—your truth aligns us, if it’s real. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, saw the path—won sharp. Illusion drains—certainty’s your steel, forged true.

That second wind—lifting, locking—splits the astral. That’s your truth’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Truth: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Act sure—test it, keep what works—stack wins. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging clarity.
  • Crack the Fog: Doubt clouds? Close it—gut flash, will locks—gym grind or life shove—same forge, reality snaps—results flow. Friends nudge—heed ‘em, refine—truth holds.
  • Track the Edge: Log dreams—haze turns clear, you rule. Foggy or flat? Up the grind—your lens lags. True dreams mean you’re live—will hums.
  • Radiate Steel: Live it—close tight, act bold. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Truth wins—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—truth peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the real.

My Take

I’ve flailed—open, lost—‘til I hit the gym, locked my truth—cracked orbs, cut through—won real, fierce. You’ve got this—flood it, lock it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce sight, survival’s blade. See bold, warrior-true.

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Living a Balanced Life – Forge a Full Fire

Balance is your blade—sharp, steady, cutting through chaos to keep every need alive. The OAK Matrix fuels it: opposites (lack/full) grind, awareness (your broad surge) wakes, kinship (shared roots) binds. Crack an orb with a gym grind or daily shift? Hell yes—wield it. This is survivalism’s whole dance—here’s how to live fierce and complete.

What’s This About?

You’re complex—unique—but needs boil down: self, love, work, dreams—twelve houses, seven energies. Neglect one, and cracks spread—overfeed one, and others starve. Ancients mapped it—ego to death—astrology’s wheel spins true. Balance isn’t soft—it’s power—each day hitting every mark: body strong, heart open, mind sharp, soul lit.

Physical’s base—sweat, senses, now—etheric ties bind family, sex drives life, joy fuels play, will shapes you, learning links us, intuition guides, unity grounds. Small acts—daily grit—build it all, no heroics, just steady fire. Skip it, and you’re half—hit it, and you’re whole.

Why It Matters

It’s your warrior’s frame. Opposites clash—neglect drains, balance fills—and awareness wakes: you’re not lopsided, you’re full-force. Kinship hums—your strength steadies others, mirrors their fight. I’ve felt it: gym grind, breath deep—second wind cracked an orb, hit all fronts—lived bigger. Chaos kills—balance is your steel, forged wide.

That second wind—lifting, living—splits the astral. That’s your life’s forge.

How to Forge It

No drift—here’s your steel:

  • Flood the Full: Gym—lift ‘til second wind cracks—breathe deep, flood sexual/bio-electric energy—charge your grit. Hit all—exercise, love, play, learn—daily chunks, close ‘em. If an orb cracks—a surge—ride it; you’re forging balance.
  • Crack the Gap: Skip one? Pain grows—shift small, gym grind or heart shove—same forge, each need hums—closure locks power. Friends nudge—listen, tweak—life aligns.
  • Track the Flow: Log dreams—chaos turns calm, you rule. Weak or flat? Up the grind—your balance lags. Full dreams mean you’re live—whole hums.
  • Radiate All: Live it—broad reach, fierce pulse. Your charm’s a steel roar—others feel it, they rise. Hit every mark—you lead.
  • Cycle Tie: Lunar full moon? Flood it—balance peaks. Solar summer? Forge high—win big. Daily noon? Grind fierce—own the day.

My Take

I’ve skewed—chased one, lost all—‘til I hit the gym, paced it—cracked orbs, hit body, love, mind—lived whole, fierce. You’ve got this—flood it, balance it, rule it. This ain’t soft—it’s fierce life, survival’s full blaze. Stand bold, warrior-complete.

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Duality- Sexual Alchemy
The greatest secret of all time is the use of the male and female
energies to perform what is sometimes known as high magic. Because
of the puritan ethic that dominated society in the past death was often
the result of revealing too much. It is hoped today’s society will be
more tolerant of this sacred mystery.
In chapter one we explored the normal stages of male ego
development. Ego development and spiritual growth proceeded
through a series of stages or steps culminating in a type of awareness
beyond mental awareness that has been called Cosmic Consciousness.
This is the direct perception of self evident truth and the archetypal
nature of existence. This path of development has also been termed
the mystical path. It is driven through prayer and meditation.
In chapter two we took the opposite and suggested it may represent
the normal stages of female ego development. In retrospect we can
see this path represents biological stages of development with
emphasis on three distinct phases each female may progress through.
These are the stages of maid, mother and crone. They are driven by
biological factors. Family, relationships and service are very
important.
These two opposite paths both appear reasonable and logical and
we are confronted with paradox. Both views extend from the lowest
levels of awareness to the highest levels of awareness. Both are
natural opposites of the other.
Classic books like “Men are from Mars;Women are from Venus”
give further evidence that males and females do experience life
differently. I will go so far as to claim that males will default to a
spiritual/intellectual view of living while being intensely drawn
toward sensual/biological experiences. Males will be drawn to the
female path and experience it briefly but they can not sustain contact
with it.
Females will be intensely drawn to a spiritual/intellectual view of
living but default to sensual/biological experiences. They will be48
drawn to the male path and experience it briefly but can not sustain
contact with it. They will loose interest in constant head tripping.
Another factor of interest is that almost any female can experience
the complete range of ego development through dating, pregnancy,
child birth, and menopause. Some females may be more successful
than others but they all reach the pinnacle and regain their connection
with Goddess. This is a holistic path.
The male path is quite different in that many males are not able to
progress up the steps to the higher levels of ego development. They
remain stuck at uncompleted stages for their entire lives. Progress to
the next stage is not allowed until the current stage is mastered. This
is a linear path.
We form relationships with the opposite sex to help us grow as
individuals and as love partners. The dynamic energy exchange
between these two paths propel us to become whole.
In this chapter we will form connections between the two views
that reflect personal experience and help balance our inner male and
female aspects. The degree format is not used in this chapter. Instead
the male and female are seen as interacting with each other at ten
separate levels.
The similarity between this chapter and such practices as “drawing
down the moon” are noteworthy.
The man and woman agree to work together as an inseparable team
to accomplish their desired goals. Since they are meeting primarily on
the mental plane it is vital they have as many interests in common as
possible. These common interests will help to bridge the vast spiritual
gap that will face them later in the work and strengthen their sense of
purpose. They are drawn together through a magnetic attraction called
love. Romantic love relationships are sacred. Combined their energy
is magickal.
The man should have a very idealistic and spiritual nature. He will
be using male energy as a catalyst to lift her spiritual nature to those
spiritual heights where she can contact the Goddess within.
When this contact is made she becomes the Goddess and by
transforming his generated energy causes it to manifest objectively as
healing energy or she directs it for stated magical objectives. He has
the surplus energy she needs to achieve her goals. Alone his energy is
wild and undirected. Together they can achieve miracles.
Using the male and female energies correctly is a form of tantric
sex magic. This may or may not involve sex or orgasm. What is49
required is foreplay and sexual tension that is prolonged until intense
sexual, emotional, and spiritual energies are generated between them.
Through physical contact these energies merge into her aura and
stabilize. If they are fully clothed holding hands together will allow
this exchange of energies to take place. In essence any type of
male/female interaction will create sparks. This is the spark of sexual
excitement.
In magical work sincerity of purpose is important, not ritual.
Whatever is done must be original and meaningful to them alone. It
must inspire emotions and arouse their desires. To perform this type
of sexual alchemy takes time. Mentally and emotionally explore each
other step by step. There are ten steps.
Each of the following objectives must be mastered completely
before going on to the next. Each objective describes the male and
female response as the male generates spiritual energy and invokes
the Goddess within her. These steps are the two previous chapters
combined as they describe the romantic interaction between two
people in love.
There are ten stages or objectives that relationships progress
through under normal conditions. See if you can recognize these first
five.

  1. In this first objective the male struggles to be both body and spirit.
    He strives to become one with the Christ spirit within him while still
    maintaining an awareness of his physical body.
    He looks at her and recognizes the Goddess. He sees her as a
    spiritual being placing her on a pedestal and mentally kneels before
    her. He has expectations and standards for her that are so high only a
    Goddess could fulfill them. He does not feel worthy of her love. She
    feels his energy coming into her aura and body.
    Mentally she identifies with the spiritual Goddess within her and
    opens herself to embrace his energy. This is true Goddess love. She
    acts through instinct and recognizes what sensations his energy
    produces in her physical body.
    All options are explored. She allows this. She loves herself and the
    whole world. She accepts his worship of her. She is the Goddess. His
    love makes her feel lovable.
  2. In this second objective she becomes the ideal for him as he gets to
    know her better. Mentally he tries to understand her. She is beyond
    logic and reason.50
    All answers merely bring more questions. She is a great mystery.
    She is good, she is evil, she is life, she is death, she is sin, she is
    salvation, she is illusion, she is reality.
    His intellect is inadequate and he tries to intuitively understand her
    instead. He is in a complete intellectual fog and at her mercy. Words
    can’t express his feelings toward her.
    Her body rejoices with eagerness. Everything is right. She is a
    physical Goddess. Her body obeys her mind. she feels stability and
    peace. She has no expectations of him at all. Everything is new and
    fresh. All is fulfillment.
    She feels his energy influence her sensually. Her emotions are
    becoming aroused. There is great joy and freedom in exploring these
    new sensations. She identifies more and more with her body as she
    sees its effect on him. Her body can not be wrong. It can deal with
    anything that comes along. He is wrapped around her little finger. She
    uses her body deliberately to get reactions from him. She uses body
    language.
  3. He begins to trust his intuition above other things. She is the
    Goddess and he is in love. There is no one else for him or ever will
    be. She is his Goddess. He is content to bask in her radiance, to
    merely be close to her. He never felt he could find someone that was
    so right for him. It’s like a fairy tale dream. He wants to have sex with
    her. Her energy makes his entire body shiver.
    Her new body awareness is strange and she feels timid, shy, and
    uncertain. She feels weak and powerless compared to him. The very
    force of the emotions he is generating threaten to overwhelm her.
    Instead of reaching spiritual heights the force of his emotions is
    plunging her down the steep incline into sensual materialism.
    Recklessly and joyously she forsakes all spiritual values and lets it
    take her where it will. This is also part of being a Goddess. She wants
    to have sex with him.
  4. He finds joy and peace in daydreaming about her. He lets his
    imagination run wild as he explores fantasy after fantasy. His
    daydreams become more real than she is. It is what she spiritually
    represents that he is in love with. He tries to draw this Goddess down
    into her physical body with his imagination. When they have sex he is
    making love to the Goddess and not to her.
    She feels apprehension and sorrow at her sudden exposure to the
    intensity of his emotions. He is now generating tangible psychic force51
    and she must accept it and transform it. This force at first seems
    hostile and threatening. It stirs her emotions wildly. This is her first
    eye opening exposure to the forces that can be generated this way.
    It is both terrifying and exciting. How can he have so much energy?
    It is too much for her so she tries to channel his energy upward to the
    Goddess. Sex is not what she thought is would be and she
    instinctively feels that something is not right about how he feels about
    her. He doesn’t really know her.
  5. He realizes she is holding back and having difficulties with his
    energy. He turns his vast creative energies exclusively toward
    developing a type of energy she can work with. Through trial and
    error he examines the nature of the energy he is sending her. He
    perfects and refines each type of energy until he can send each type to
    her at will. Physical sex entraps both of them and she becomes
    pregnant.
    She is totally overwhelmed by the varieties and force of the energies
    he is sending. This is a totally new experience and she becomes afraid
    of loosing herself completely in this wild vortex of raw sensual,
    emotional, and spiritual forces.
    Even though she tries to be careful she finds herself being dragged
    deeper and deeper into his wild energies and she can’t escape. She is
    loosing control. He is beginning to dominate her. Then she becomes
    pregnant.
  6. At this point it is time for him to slack off and forget about
    romance for awhile. He should just enjoy her company and share
    social activities with her. They are going to have a child together.
    Sensual pursuits are fun. As he turns the power down she relaxes and
    they both turn to a life of total hedonism and enjoyment. She enjoys
    his company and needs his energy but only a little at a time.
    After a while she craves larger and larger doses of his raw energy.
    She learns how to deal with it effectively. It begins to give her power
    and energy and she can return some of it back to him in a new form.
  7. He thinks seriously about forming a permanent relationship with
    her. He pours his energy and vigor out to her with an intensity that
    borders on insanity because it is so strong.
    As she receives his energy she becomes completely self-centered.
    This is the only way she can effectively direct the forces he is
    generating. She has to be in total control, there can be no weakness.52
    She uses her will to focus his energy toward those things she desires.
  8. As she takes total control he begins to suspect she doesn’t love him,
    that she is just using him to get what she wants. What about the things
    he wants? He has to fight these doubts and be patient with her at this
    time. All she seems to care about is the child.
    The entire world spreads out before her. She can carve out of it
    whatever she will. She can use him and his energies as she wishes to
    achieve her dream. There is no mental hesitation or uncertainty. She
    goes for the achievement of her dream. She is having a baby!
  9. He seems to be only a servant to her but then he remembers that is
    what he wanted to be. She is the Goddess. He wanted to build her
    dream for her and now she is using his energy to do just that!
    Working together they are both achieving those things they wished
    for. This is the beginning of high magic. They are making a family.
    She is the Goddess, a force of nature, unstoppable. She perceives
    the karmic need for excitement, thrills, and vitality. She knows when
    to support him and when to bitch at him to get him fired up enough to
    do something. She gives him inspiration and takes from him what she
    needs.
  10. Blinded by his love for her he sacrifices himself. He projects
    everything he has and is into her. He is free of all personal desires and
    plunges into spiritual death and rebirth.
    She accepts his sacrifice. She embraces all that he is and resolves to
    make him complete in all things. It will take all of her power to
    completely contain his expansive energies but she sacrifices
    everything she is to do this.
  11. They merge. They are one. They are a single unit, a new being.
    There are no barriers between them. They have become one soul and
    one family.
  12. Their entire personal universe is now recreated on all levels in
    their image. All is realized, all is complete.

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