This hodge-podge heretical holler of a video/audio cast is the final cross-current release between HAUNTOMANCER & PRAGMAGICK of the Seattle era. I don’t believe I’ve been able to tend to these currents since the HAUNTQUINOX liminalstream during the autumnal equinox (which still warrants a podcast release, and will, in due time.)
This transmission was a nightmare to cobble together—not because of any of the subject matter directly (although I’m sure the combined eclipse resonances discussed carry some blame), and not because of any prodcuction issues in creating its segments—but because of the tundra of confluences (beyond just the eclipses) and the heavy somatick staticks abound bore a sore stasis. It was tethered together on the nape of a new head’s growth, and it may be discernible through the ramshackle technomantik issues apparent in the final draft.
Amidst sacrificing a 5-year hard-won atmosphere into boxes and trunks fit for bigger and brighter while punching the malkuthian timeenergy captital-suckage of a tireless work/life balance is reason enough for the silence as of late, but I couldn’t simply arrange this bric-a-brac episode together without some form of mercurian grump-glitch throwing a bone at every plan laid. Using everything else outside my usual tools and talismans proved quite the feat, but this is but the growing pains of the headless. Still a wild body be-bopping and jigging in arrhythmic meter while the new head grows—no mouth to tooth a scream but a whole lotta leg to run ragged even still. And we got here, didn’t we?
I am Oregon-re-bound as resident for the third (!) time the almost four decades of life I’ve lived. It’s been three or so months with this knowledge, and here we are in the last churn and burn of the Seattle stasis with Halloween being the (technical) final date of our Seattle residence. After battling a psycho-gasm of freelance hours (of which I am grateful to be wholly exhausted from), spent mostly apart from the ol’ lady and best boy who began their new aeon a month early. So after wandering the immediate past like an old Victorian ghost amidst the ruins of the past five years, my sweater clad weeping ghost couldn’t help but comb the disarrayed two bedroom flat that bore the past five years of resonant hollers.
The Portland decision was not without heavy meditation, consultation and evolution in tow. And it is especially Hauntomantik within its sequencing.
Haunt Manual readers will remember that the Portland relocation had almost occurred a few years prior—a stymied probability and result from the Spektre (nee Spectre) Working in 2022.1 That alone requires some heavy ponder-wanders, but I’d like to quickly discuss the previous two, successful Portland relocations: 2012’s, after successfully beating the boundless empty of my horrid Arizona year as an exiled and drug addled sumbitch, and years prior to that in 2004, as an elastic boned 19-year-old, wet-eared and ready for the brutality that await. That’s right, I’ll be returning to autumnal Portland as resident in a perfect “20 year nostalgia loop.”2
I mention the prior, pre-Hauntomancy, PDX attempts of 2004 and 2012 as a means to exalt the significance Portland has constituted within my linear timeline. No matter how far stretched my wild wander waived, the umbilical taut of Portland always snapped me back. It was the first place I wandered to as full-time stranger, ne’er a known person or kin around, and it was the only place I’ve ever willingly returned to, a place minded for its utility and grace within my timeline, especially as refuge post quarter life burnout. However, this time it feels like a homecoming of sorts—not escaping towards, retreating to, or brandishing the Tower Card I’m wont to do in a new atmosphere, but finally on offensive footing—we don’t need to return, we didn’t need to uproot as Seattle has been treating us perfectly fine, no, this time we chose to run roughshod of current rhythm and chose to return. It comes after heavy meditations and a willingness to think in longer terms than 5 year fits. I’ve survived this long, not for lack of trying, and I’m hoping to rest my hat somewhere as sanctuary within a longer time-frame. Portland has always been a symbiotic place that bleeds in-between my wanderlust fits, so why not choose to have it be no-matter-what.
The 20 year nostalgia of it all would’ve sufficed in the heavy ponder department, especially considering the eternal re/occurrence that awaits me this November, I mean, it was the fall of 2004 that I jumped off a train near the SE Powell train yard and stayed at the (now defunct) Portland Hostel on Hawthorne that birthed my relationship to the place…and here we are, 20 years later, a bit weathered—calmed and ready to begin again.
And then S.J. Anderson entered the chat and introduced me to more rhyme and meter than I’m equipped to fathom. Everything is also culminating under the shadow of two eclipses’ from the years’ past, two eclipses that Haunt Manual readers will know were quite exalted and mapped along the cartography of Hauntomancy’s genesis. But first, let’s readdress the Eclipse syncopations within the past few years of HAUNT MANUAL…
Subscribers and followers of the Hauntomancy Lore know how cosmickally connected it, and my overall metaphysical correspondence, is with eclipses, specifically. I’ve long discussed how the August 2017 eclipse was spent in the wilds of Oregon on a three day exorcism I’ve dubbed “The Night Thief Ritual”, 3a formative working that resulted in the ramshackle formation of this very trajectory. Or how 2023’s western American musickal tour between my Revelator Rosz musick and my ol’ lady’s Moon Division conjoined twin was specifically conjured around the Great American Eclipse saga,4 booked around October’s near-totality viewing in New Mexico, on a Moon Revel Eclipse tour across various states.
Well, I’ve decided to conjure the first true Hauntomancy talisman in Revelator Rosz’ debut album, ALGOL, broken into three narrative E.P.s that correspond to each of the Hauntomancy Troikatychs’ specific nodes (i.e. The Phantokon troikatych form of Spektre, Aspektre, Prospektre and The Howlround Troikatych’s formula of Disolver, Eco, Resonar) with the first act, ALGOL I DISOLVER birthed under September’s pivitol eclipses:
September 7th’s 2025 total lunar eclipse saw the birth of the first songsigil from ALGOL, “SAGUARO STARR.” It was imperative I revealed this major work under September’s eclipses, specifically, because the 7th was a total lunar eclipse in Virgo (my rising sign), and the 21st a partial solar eclipse in Pisces (my sun sign). So, as a mercurial skinprism representative of of the Pisces/Virgo paradoxical archetypal meld, and a further exaltation of the eclipse magick casted in ‘22—’24, I would at long-last exorcise the long-labored and achieved apotheosis of this great work with a song servitor, a harbinger of what’s to come, a Hauntomancy holler to make-known the debut album “ALGOL” is close at hand.
ALGOL, of course, is an evolution from the shelved and anandoned original debut album now casted to talismanik cassette tape, Rosz Al Ghul, embraces the dark star communion of my artistic heteronym, Revelator Rosz, that also connotes the cosmick resonance of a pragmagick life within my eclipse-born trajectory of communion-based artmagicks.
ALGOL, both demon head, and the head of the headless rite, is actually three dim stars viewable as one transmuting one in astronomy. Thusly, it made perfect sense to continue my three-fold prismatic paradigm with three DIM (or Dim Session based) stars of its own in three disparate and Hauntomancy specific conceptual E.P.s that circle around a third of the debut album’s songs each. Birthing it into the shared somatic with a talismanic work in the form of a “single”, or SongSigil, has been long devoloped by former Revelator Rosz works such as “MANY NAMED.” Another reason for breaking the debut album into this triptych of audiomancy is a two-fold intentional rhythm:
Piecemeal release to fight the doldrums of conceptual longform albums lost in the deluge of this flippant playlist culture by giving each song and narrative act its day (I.e. “singles” are actually sonically specific versions with accompanying remix motifs and each E.P. birth will allow its accompanying web/print installation and video components to time to construkt
Thread the Hauntomantik tethers within each narrative acts’ parallel Hauntomancy “Phantokon” phase (Spektre, Aspektre, Prospektre) and named for the “Howlround” troikatych specifically (Disolver, Eco, Resonar)
I spent a sleepless three days amidst the heavy work schedule punching ghosts and hypnagogic fits to enact the cosmick deadline, and I did, releasing a specific “SUPER BLOOD MOON” mix of the Song Servitor with my dear friend, Logan Ford, supplying the specific analog-photo sets of his New Mexican homestead to accompany the desert-bleached cautionary tale:
The partial solar Pisces eclipse of September 21st 2025, in turn, would see the birth of the first act of ALGOL E.P.s, correlating to Hauntomancy’s SPEKTRE form and DISOLVER function by aptly being subtitled the latter. ALGOL I DISOLVER establishes a Hauntomancy-specific conceptual extended play, circling around three distinct songs that make up a third of ROSZ ALGOL, or simply ALGOL.
And so it was. On September 21st, I birthed the first act of the ALGOL triptych, ALGOL I DISOLVER into the world with the ALGOL specific songs available on streaming, but the Hauntomancy attuned version with audiomancy tracks only available through bandcamp:
I should mention that amongst all this I still found time to conjure some correlating videomancy for the ALGOL specific tracks, whether with Logan’s analog-photography sets, or fully edited DIMMING ROOM introductions to my cavalcade of Spektres inner and outer:
The signal to noise ratio within the astrological community, writ large, is increasingly volatile. Which is why a voice like S.J. Anderson is so important in its ability to effortlessly weave the raditudes of resonance within a plaintive timbre. Which is why it was so easy for him to synchro-punch my plexus with a revelatory video as of late.
As I was battling my own ability keep with my cosmick calendar of releases, I found solace in SJ’s general astrological posts. And things were starting to feel a bit too heightened, too loud for flimsy structure that lay ahead, when SJ released a video that revealed a wonderful new dimension to the eclipse energies abound. I decided to react to the video during a Patreon-Only liminalstream amongst the chaos.5
Further SJ ANDERSON links (please follow!)
Dr. Ben Dykes UAC 2018 Lecture with PDF
Link:
https://uac2018.sched.com/event/AGkN/introduction-to-traditional-mundane-astrology
Instagram: https://instagram.com/user/sjanderson144
Patreon: https://patreon.com/sjanderson144
Schedule a reading: https://www.sjanderson144.com/
Needless to say, and viewable in the hypercut above, I was flabberghasted and admittedly melt-minded discovering this mundane astrology prism of eclipse energy calculations. And, of course, he chose the three major Eclipses I have marked within the cartography of Hauntomancy’s genesis. A genesis, mind you, I’m planning to calcify with the SPEKTRIVIUM print-primer, a graphic introduction to the Hauntomancy practice released when ALGOL III is eventually birthed.
You can check out the SPEKTRIVIUM’s ever-evolving design language at the rotating https://hauntomancy.univer.se — a minimalist site I intend to continue updating with Hauntomancy’s various trans-positional rite semiotics and cartography
I planned to mirror September’s cosmick docket with ALGOL II’s births. The full Aries moon of October 6th was chosen as a perfect songsigil battle-cry within a new atmospheric cycle, and October 21st’s new moon would see ALGOL II’s birth. A perfect cosmick rhyme and meter to September’s successful ALGOL I rollout.
Oct. 6th, under the new moon, Mary and I tracked her wholly unintended but amazingly welcome vocal harmonies to ALGOL II’s harbinger single, DIM THE SUN, in a beautifully audiomantik interpolation of the E.P.’s intended first “single.” “DIM THE SUN (DIVIDE THE MOON MIX)” birthed under that intended supermoon energy, and another cosmick node was tethered.
Then we inched into the confluent energies of the eclipses ever more so, and the somatick feats of deconstructing a life and rebuilding it elsewhere began to show its weight literally and figuratively, then my energy became too sour, too rare to allow for the much needed spontaneity of the ALGOL II ∴ ECO specific audiomancy to conjure its intended powers.
I won’t get too into the weeds here, as a separate investigation of the exact dates specified would be nominal. But long-story short, the ‘Night Thief Ritual’ of 2017’s total eclipse took hold around spring of 2019 within the major shift of homestead and initial stages of my Oregon exit. And Moon Revel’s October Eclipse in New Mexico ‘23 as well as my liminal bath/redux of April 2024’s are currently converging in a conjoined and rarified resonance. And look what’s happening, the chosen return to Oregon with a brilliant new homestead, the stunted planned birth of ALGOL II ∴ ECO during a major move, and the transfiguration of an entire stasis in chaotic churn.
As revealed in the ex-hex segment of the connected videocast, I found myself unable to keep to my self-imposed and hard-fought cosmick calendar. I couldn’t muster the needed recording time with Mary Joon, rendering a large portion of my proposed ALGOL II ∴ ECO tracks unfinished. And I felt as though I’d be cheating the cosmick offering by half-assing anything under the cheat-code of “remix” or some such bullshit. But I’ve since realized that the eclipse arrithemtic will’d a dynamic new offering instead of the rhyming release planned, a revelatory trans-medium construktion within the much hungered HAUNT MANUAL / PRAGMAGICK currents, now satiated in a joint release that further bleeds this epoch into the lore-ography taking shape. My cosmick offering, my harvest yield, is one of actualized revelatory journalism, and the ability to saunter mid-storm through the heavies of this excruciatingly epic seasonal drift.
ALGOL II ∴ ECO will release, hopefully by the end of this eclipse confluent shading around November 5th. But I’m weary to announce a definitive release date as I have a hard time visualizing my stasis within the Oregon triptych of my life, the third installment of it’s new status as my everyday. But I’m excited to spring forth the bounties I know are lying in wait, to share in the ritual exaltation of a new Dimming Room and its finalization of ALGOL II & III before years’ end, and with it, the chrystalized initiatory volume of Hauntomancy’s ritual cartography in print form and its correlative schema with WE THE HALLOWED’s push into SOMATICK and in-person salons and transmission as we once had all those years ago in Portland backwhen.
It’s as if the past six years was a prodigal-bout to reinforce how significant Oregon is to us as wandering souls, now here, my third-go in an alternate universe that is so remarkably unalike the previous two bouts, and thankfully, much more measured, dignified in intention, and hell-bent on chasing the Spektre’s resonance of that 2017 eclipse that is still running butt-naked in the wilds of the Oregon forest, headless and howling, waiting for its new head to take it home.
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