I want to talk about how the power of theurgic systems, even the magic inherent in a new religion, fades and dies, and what we can do to protect the power we have, and even build new power that all can benefit from.
I remember, in my late 20s, hatching a plot to give my friends supernatural powers. My friends read over the proposed powers, looked at one another, and each of them separately voiced the same concerns, in different words: “I don’t want this to be real because I’m afraid my friends will somehow use it to hurt me.”
I could tell you that it worked. Whether you believe that or not is kind of moot. What’s interesting to me is the social facet of it.
The takeaway is that ordinary people would rather live in a banal world, would rather forgo any possibility of ever seeing a single spark of magic in their lives, would rather live in existential dread, than to participate in a system where there’s even a shred of a chance that their friends —people they’d known for years, people they cared about— would have any possible way to use magic to hurt them.
It’s especially interesting because these were people who professed to believe in gods, or magic, or something. But that was different. That was like, their imagination being loud, or coincidences, or weird dreams, or feeling energy, and you know, they imagined that they understood the gods. They knew what rituals or prayers could ‘propitiate’ them (IE, control them), that they could have their own version of their gods, their own version of their magic, their own personal metaphysics with which to understand the universe.
There was no ‘my version of Ted,’ however. Lucy had no prescribed offerings that would always calm her down. Casting even the strongest circle wouldn’t really stop Onyx from stomping in, if they had sufficient reason to do so. Supernatural powers meant that things could be confirmed or denied. This was different because it was shared reality, rather than private reality. That is to say, it was real, in the same way that taxes or telephones are real, not in the way that one’s personal version of Herne, different and separate from everyone else’s version, was real.
If asked if they planned to hurt their friends, they’d say no. If asked to name which of their boon companions would hurt them, they couldn’t say. And yet, in order to feel comfortable participating in any endeavor involving real magic, they needed to be assured that the rules would never allow someone to “go evil” and use them as a cudgel, nor could those rules in any way give one person an opportunity for advancement that the others were denied.
Eventually, we hashed out some unalterable metaphysics for the project: 8 virtues were agreed upon, and neutral, non-physical arbiters, who would accept neither worship nor bribe, were appointed over the powers, to grant them in proportion to the person’s mastery over them.
The philosophy of what the virtues meant became, rather suddenly, all we talked about. What was, for example, Love as a virtue? Behind that question lurked another, unspoken one: “How can we verify that the arbiters are truly being fair?”
And when they objected to certain virtues, indeed, even to the word “virtue,” it was because of their bitterness at the profound unfairness they had encountered in previous religions and traditions where those words were twisted, distorted, and used as a stick to beat them with, rather than an objective yardstick. It was this very bitterness, I believe, that robbed those traditions of their power and potency.
When people felt that all was fair, the magic was strong. When their confidence in the fairness wavered, the magic did, too.
I think about this sometimes when I look at our obviously collapsing society and our faltering democracy. Whether true or false, these things are falling apart because people don’t believe the system is fair. Why should they? House-buying jobs became rent jobs, and rent jobs became live-with-parents jobs, all in an environment where mega-wealthy people exist.
No one really wants to live in a system where such inequalities are possible unless they view themselves as temporarily embarrassed despots. And even for those people, the strategy is ultimately self-defeating.
What I’ve come back to, I suppose, is that the first work of the practitioner is personal work, but that’s been the supposition of every tradition I have ever been trained in.
The second thought I had about all of the above is this: the optimal and necessary time to build magic is specifically during these times of darkness, where the world is rife with people craving a sense of fairness. To build that magic most powerfully is identical to the endeavor of lighting a candle in a darkened world.
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right straight to the heart of the matter – I always love that about you even if I only hear your voice once every few years
I remember it differently. When you asked if I thought I would hurt one of my friends, I said yes. I was worried that if I had power that I didn’t know how to use properly, that someone would be hurt. That applies to others as well.
That’s fair. It was a fair bit ago at this point. I’ll have to noodle on whether or not that changes my opinion about my thesis.
Although, I do believe that as originally constituted, there was a very specific effect keyed to a word, so there wasn’t really an issue of not knowing how to control it. It was more a discussion of what we’d wind up doing with it once we had it.
The phrase that popped into my head while reading this is, “I trust myself to be myself.”
I know a lot of people who are terrified of having any power, mundane or metaphysical, because their desires scare them, due to poor understanding, lack of context, shame, etc. A particular loved one I’ll call M is terrified of doing drugs, and always has been, because she’s worried about “who she’ll turn into”—or as I would put it, what she would want in that state.
Me? I think she’d turn into a puddle of loving goo ready to give the whole universe the hug it really needs. M’s got this purity of being does not stem from sobriety or some kind of iron control. I’ve seen her, time and again, despite some really hard and awful contexts, ‘be good’ in her heart and mind and actions, with zero conscious process. She might think, “Oh lord, I don’t want to do this,” but she doesn’t /hesitate/, just maybe takes a moment to gird herself. But I’m not in her head, hearing whatever it is that tells her she can’t trust herself (my bet is that the church she was raised in stuck a fork in the works). I hope that my trusting her to be herself, and having that confidence in her, will help add some light to a path through this, but in any case, I’ll trust her to be herself regardless, in the same way that I trust gravity to still be ‘on’ without thinking about it.
I also trust myself to be myself, and I have both been put through some hard tests by external agents, and put myself through many as well. These taught me who I was, at the end of wit and energy and grace, and I trust myself to be /that/ up until the line of the hardest that I have been put through, and perhaps even beyond. I kick around ideas sometimes about what I would be the god of, if I were one, and one of the answers that I’ve attempted to destroy, and been unable to, was that I’d be a god of self-testing, or self-knowledge. (I know, on a certain level that only proved things… harder?) I work really hard to find all limits and boundaries, so that I know when I approach one, and how to navigate overcoming one en route to where I want to go. I can’t be maximally efficient and effective without that understanding. (Max efficiency isn’t the end-all be-all objectively? I really did take it to heart when I learned about Buckminster Fuller and his goal that he wanted to see how much good one ordinary person could do in a lifetime. That’s a fun challenge that appeals to me on a number of levels, including just my own personal pleasure. Efficiency is also /good design/, another passion of mine.)
I guess, to that point, the first work of any tradition is personal refinement. It’s the “spiritual alchemy” that CM and Thelema prepare people with. And some traditions actually only go that far. And that’s ok. Magic is the part that you’re more likely to figure out on your own. Therapy and personal transformation need more guidance and impetus. Moreover, you cannot escape your destiny unless you transform the shape of your soul.