Forgive the low hum of Hauntomantik Correspondence during this past month’s transfiguration symphony — a thorough and bountiful one, a nominal transmutation all around, growing pains be damned! Even within the tower-card pantheon of “New Reality Tunnel, who Dis?” life-defining adventures, this has been the most ordained and intentional of all the magickally parallel event yet. And I almost didn’t understand the gravity, the sheer wow of this psychickal control-burn world-churn, as I instinctively fought hard to remain chained to the syncopation that preceded it due to my stubborn resolve of deadlines and release schedules. Alas, it won, I surrender, everything I had planned beforehand is completely dissolved, and now I able to echo an evolution from within a far more conducive atmosphere.
After the wilderness years that followed my exodus from Oregon in 2019, I’ve now returned with the prodigal longtooth smile, and a ragged getup stained by the wilds of these past six or seven years: colorado blacksnow dusted knees, eclipse tour desert boots and “Seattle Freeze” burned longcoat, under a brow furrowed by the never-ending Goldie Lox itchy-city quest that has enveloped my entire adulthood. But I still longtooth smile with a resolve that plans for a shower and shave, besides, I come with a roe of odd treasures in tow. I smile because, of course, my first choice, the one I made by train 20 years ago, always wills out, doesn’t it. So here I am, a third time no less, but now with the wanderlust of shop setup surely quashed. The third time’s the goddamn charm, ain’t it, Lady Oregon?
Consider this Hauntletter a re-introduction to the affair of consistent posting, a harbinger for the consistency I still aim to maintain. So allow me to carefully address my hopes regarding an ability to find firm rhythm regarding the various projects that got jilted and punched away during this trans-figurative and highly Hauntomantik rebuild. Let me play “safe” by saying the following inventory and respective plans are wholeheartedly intended with a caveat that things are always changing, always mutating. One major revelation awarded within this Ouroboros hayride was the realization that I over-estimate my own time-capital and serially disgruntle myself by unfortunate deadline planning. So I remain hopeful the following reaches their birth fates accordingly with abilities to refine, ruin, reconstruct and realign if the project needs it, especially.
Before the major move, I was on a role keeping to a hauntomancy eclipse symmetry and lunar release calendar for the ALGOL E.P.s that construct the full-length Revelator Rosz debut once all three are released. Imagine amongst the chaos of 60 hour work weeks, house discombobulation, frequent travel trips to ordain this current trajectory, and all the while I was releasing the heaviest of my magickal communion with musick with ALGOL ∴ I DISOLVER (and respective videomancy!). The first song servitor was achieved long into the hypnagogically unhealthy escapades of incessant tinkering to birth “SAGUARO STARR” under the Virgo eclipse to the world.
I then had to finalize the first of the narrative and Hauntomancy correspondent E.P.s in full, in short order, as the Piscean eclipse was just days away. Somehow, I managed:
To continue the corresponding lunar schedule, I was to mirror the release of ALGOL II∴ECO by lunar calendar, and was able to, somehow, complete and conjure the recording and mix of the servitor song, DIM THE SUN, in early October’s new moon:
I even managed releasing a Hauntomancer / Pragmagick, with hopes I would have birthed ALGOL II by late October full-moon and follow suit with ALGOL III and so on.
This was patently absurd and borderline abusive to myself. Moving to another state is an all consuming project unto itself, but trying to weave a musickal rebirth around an intense work schedule on top of it all was just mean.
After the move and around Halloween that maddening lunar Spektre subsided enough to hurt through the first missed self-imposed deadline when I realized how much I’d like to remix ALGOL I, let alone, further work on ALGOL II to really put forth a sonickally appropriate sigil. I’m still ironing out ALGOL II, and allowing it the space to transmorgify and continue to crystallize without forcing a birth as I had with ALGOL I. And although I’ll always be absurdly curious for what would’ve come from that rushed version of ALGOL II, I’m ecstatic for what its quickly turned into since letting breathe.
This is all to illustrate a similar resolve to all the projects with prior birthdates ordained before this revelation, and the eradication of that forceful and frightful creator within me that fears if spending too much time on something that may or may not sacrifice the synaptic wants to move on to new projects. I aim to rid that ghost and continue to resolve in the anti-hustle, pro-art Spektre I’ve always been. The lunar release schedule will resume once the moons are exalted accordingly, and not allowing the lunacy to take hold among a frenzied need for release!
This December marks the major ghost bust, the ECO-gust, of the old era’s remnants:
Pragmagick has both audiocasts of logged liminalstreams and brand new interview episodes recorded and queued but long delayed due to the computer jockeying necessary to seem them released, once the final backlog audiocast is out, it is my prime directive to kill the broadckast’s current iteration dead with a supreme recalibration and hopeful Phoenician reborth of this 7 years-long sporadially released, ill-fitting and laborious venture into the exceptional multi-medium Journo wing of We The Hallowed I know it can be.
The plan is more in-person, salon oriented affairs akin to its genesis - liminalstreams will push to be topic or thematic such as LIMINAL OCCULT LIT BY FIRELIGHT - a new sub-series I intend to be routinized that brings back the educational aspect with reading undersung and rare but foundational and anarchic occultnik literature by our new fireplace. Patrons and the respective Discord just voted on the premiere text, and out three intentionally chosen for their heavy influence, The Psychick Bible won out to be the first read and discussed by firelight. It’s scheduled for Thursday Dec. 4th at 8pm, so save the date: https://youtube.com/live/VRvAXD5DJvc?feature=share
EDIT: Postponed this Liminalstream for Sunday 12.7 at 6pm PST due to unforeseen moon sickness and allowable time to shed the wolfskin
So yes, the audiocast current will catch up with this year’s Hauntquinox, the final Seattle interview with dear friend and goldhearted Alchemist will be thr last multi-medium episode as we had known it, and later this week’s fireplace liminalstream will sing its intended new beginnings.
The closing syncopations of ALGOL’s musickal cycle is rounding out the ‘25 to ‘26 overlap — its 2nd, ALGOL II ECO, will certainly be out before years end with the 3rd, ALGOL III RESONAR, reserving the most currently impactful songs with heavy collaboration with Mary Joon to follow suit not long after. These narrative E.P.s shall be casted and amber’d before their reincarnation as the full-length megazord in 2026 (February most likely)…
The long-queued essays and hauntomantic investigations of the HAUNT MANUAL is a weekly intention as there are many sitting in my drafts just needing some hard won morning routine to mean-green ‘em in this machine in preparation for the intensely developed graphic primer, THE SPEKTRIVIUM, to be first issued at years end for SOMATICK MAGICK patrons and subscribers. I’ve compiled the many design variations and graphic cartography at https://hauntomancy.univer.se
And what would be a foundational megazording or the megazords of not the motherzord of them all: the recalibration of We The Hallowed’s TETHERS, the art-religion scripture that is largely finished writing with Eric Millar art far along, preparing for the design and layout treatment for this nominal work that has intended to be released foe over a decade now!
These disparate spectres — ALGOL, The Tethers, Hauntomancy, Divergent Magick — were always secretly one beast. Their symmetry haunts on, beautifully so, as the current tuned itself to the next without my engineering. ALGOL, after all, was the first sanctified Hauntsigil — the proto-talisman of the praxis — and its resonance echoes throughout the coming TETHERS and the Spektrivium primer to follow.
Below the bungalow my partner and I fought like hell to secure, I have finally conjured a new Dimming Room — my multidimensional studio for audiomancy, videomancy, ritualcraft, and hauntological documentation.
This was a true graduation and return to hallowed ground all at the same time.
And with that comes a new, defiant vow:
I intend to stay, dammit.
For the first time in my life, the wanderlust has quieted, and I feel the pull of home — a home worth defending with creation, discipline, and devotion.
Yet the work of crafting it pulled me from my usual rhythms. I overestimated my ability to output while in the chaos of reconstruction. Only this week has the Room become fully operational again — battlestations aligned to all mediums for whenever the ghost barks.
To mark the return, I filmed a short rite-proper chronicle of the space in full videomantik regalia — a small hyper-sigil of what’s coming:
• We The Hallowed’s THE TETHERS (collective scripture)
• SPEKTRIVIUM, Hauntomancy’s graphic primer
• ALGOL + narrative E.P.s on cassette/CD with hauntomantik ephemera
• The updated, expanded Divergent Magick Grimoire II: Deuces Wild
• New Pragmagick transmissions aligned with the restored praxis
All to arrive across the threshold of 2026…
Everything before now was the prologue — fruitful, yes, but strictly preparatory.
Now begins the era of hauntomantik resonance — I’m living proof of the practice’s magnanimous generative applications, so I’d like to cheerlead it, if I may!
Haunt on ∴
Revelator Rosz
I WANT TO GIVE A MAJOR THANKS AND APPRECIATION TO HAUNTS NEW AND OLD, SOURED AND BRIGHT-EYED, UNDEAD AND UNDEAD. YOU HAUNT ON, especially Eric J. Millar for his invaluable partnership in weathering the proud tides of human error within this golden era of WE THE HALLOWED and Joel Hatmaker for the long patronship and support of WE THE HALLOWED. ORG among other things. Major thanks, in no particular order, to Temple of Babalon Choronzon (Bobby, Leah, Stashia & Groucho), Frater Perseus, Kenned Doll, MetemPsychotic, Saroth The Mage, Lya & Azure Edwards, JJ Reine De Blanc, Jenny Rocky, Elena SorcerersHomie, Alex Leadbetter, Lynz Pinzer, Bibi, Brittany Brown, CW Chanter, Jonicide, Jilly Beans, Corrie Anne, Spooky, Vanessa Sinclair, Carl Abrahamsson, Tony Davis, Arnemancy and you, dear ghost, for your ongoing support.
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