The diaphanous moment of knowing

Baal Kadmon Magick

I woke this morning to do a Rune Meditation, nothing special, I pick a Rune randomly and focus on it and its accepted meaning. As with most meditations, I let my playlist pick a random song as my background and let it loop until I am done with my meditation. This song came on.

I remember when this first came out on Audio CD in the late 80s. I bought my copy at a place called East West Bookstore, right by my apartment. The store is long gone, but I remember it well. They were playing this and I knew right then that I had to have it.

I recall playing this song for hours on end as I was studying Hermeticism. It was also on when I finally “got” the Bhagavad Gita, it was like a flash of insight and then it faded away. It’s that sublime, diaphanous moment of knowing, that when you try to express it, it is gone. You see its wake, but you don’t see “it”. I picked up my pen, hoping to record the moment. It was then, that it became a ghost. I know you know what I am talking about.

I hope you enjoy this tune. This is a nice way to wake up on a Sunday Morning.

And yes, I always wake up at this ungodly hour.