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[Music] Begin by closing your eyes. Focus on your breathing. Allow it to gain a rhythmic momentum. In through the nose, out of the mouth. Continue to do this and envision the room around you. Envision the space. Don't concern yourself with the minute details. Just allow that inner sight to perceive it.
As you begin to perceive your surroundings in this mind mana, do not detach from it as if it's all in your head or as if it's seeing it from some far distant place. Know that it is around you in the place which you sit and envision around you in that space.
Now, a black mist which slowly begins to materialize out of thin air in every direction around you, creeping up upon you, stalking you. Understand that it's not coming into being, but it's always there. This force is always present and prevalent throughout all creation.
Inhale slowly and notice that it's drawn to your breath. See how it contracts and draws closer to you. Holding the breath, hold that air in your chest. Notice how dark this blackness is. That's how close it gathers this coagulated mass, almost touching you. As you exhale deeply, releasing the air which you've contained within your chest, you sense and feel the darkness flood outwards away from you. Its presence and its pressure not so intense, its presence not so in your face.
Inhale again deeply. As you do so, this overwhelming blackness begins to seek back closer to you. The darkness this time is lingering closer than it was before. Its presence, each time it draws closer and closer, it becomes thicker and more present. Allow the sensation of it to smother you, feeling it churning and swirling all around you in every direction until you exhale once again, allowing that light side mist to drift back into its place. As the air leaves your lips, a sudden release of pressure that's felt again.
Now breathe in deeply, slowly, allowing this to draw into you. The darkness this time, it moves with greater ferocity, like a stealth predator, and you are its target. As you inhale, hold the breath again and allow your senses, your intuition to peer into the abysmal dark substance around you. You'll detect a profound intelligence and a sentience looks within it. You aren't aware of it, it's aware of you.
Exhale as the darkness floods back out backwards. You'll notice the magnetism around you, the continual contraction and expansion, the energetic swoon in the push and the pull becoming more and more prevalent.
Inhale again, feeling the dark fog gathering closer to you, squeezing next to your body, feeling it caress you, its hooks wanting to dig deep into you. Become one with it, sensing it stripping you of all that you assume to be as it crawls all over you, sniffing you out. Exhale, feeling it move away before it can return all the way.
However, inhale quicker this time as it draws closer to you. Hold the breath as it gathers. Try to hear the voice, voices that emanate from it. It sounds, it may speak, howl, growl, or incomprehensibly emit unhuman sounds. As you exhale, it moves, but slowly. It doesn't move away as easily as it did before, as if it's gaining the upper hand. As it slowly and instantly moves back to the corners of the room, churning, waiting, gaining greater strength.
Breathe in as it lunges forward with greater enthusiasm and ferocity, its presence growing undeniably in terms of potency. Yet, you do not hold your breath. It remains in its place, close to you, holding you captive within its black and sarcophagus of darkness. The dark currents becoming accustomed to you as you are to them. The dark energies that are present in every fiber of reality have accumulated in this formless mass and begins to assail you.
Now, do not fight it. Stand your ground. This darkness should be invited and not banished. Accept it. Open up to it. This time, instead of inhaling through your nose, exhale through your nose. Inhale deeply through your mouth. Open your mouth as you do so, as the blackness enters therein into your mouth. As you exhale, only weakness is expelled and not the darkness.
As you inhale, it grasps on you, deepens and spreads its essence, filling you up, overflowing and overwhelming you. As you exhale, the darkness is no longer affected by your breath. It continues to crawl into you. The longer is your breathing, the stimuli that it requires to move its own intelligence guides it now as it peeks into your mouth, your nose, the pores of your skin.
Breathe it in. Breathe out the fear. Breathe in the blackness. Breathe out the weakness. Breathe in the darkness. Exhale the worry. Breathe in this power and exhale all that does not serve you until all becomes blackness, until even you become blackness. Allow yourself to be consumed as you consume it, the ebb and the flow and the melting into the unformed abyss, solidifying in each second as you behold in your inner vision the absolute darkness, like a midnight kaleidoscope, void of any color, shape, or order.
Feeling yourself drawn deeper into it, falling through the rings of reality into the dawning of something older in the sands of time, and yet more sacred and more profane than any concept imaginable. Allow that dark whirlwind to take you, to guide you until you melt into it and it into you, till you notice everything becoming thicker, so thick it suffocates you. Welcome it. Breathe it in. Invite it.
See yourself encapsulated by a black oval, the sacred black egg, an unbreakable obsidian shell, incubating something different, something not new, something old, something that is asleep within you, something that needs to be nurtured. As you are confined in its abyssal shell, feel the warmth that can be felt from beneath your feet, slowly rising upwards as a liquid, as some strange fluid filling the egg. The thick waters rising ever so slowly, its warmth reminding you of your shape and your form as it rises slowly, covering you. Its warmth relaxing your body, anointing you as it rises, filling the egg entirely.
You notice that you begin to float within it. It is no longer the consistency of any blackened water. It is thick and it pulsates. Although it is something of a sinister nature, it is warming, welcoming. This is the amniotic fluid, the womb of the dark mother, who cannot conceive any living child, cursed to give birth to lifeless husks. Her tears, her blood, and amniotic fluid creating the elixir of the dark mother. That elixir engulfs you now. No mortal could conceive of the abominations which take root within such things. Things born within it are not mortal or human, nor living entirely. They are things that shake the very divine established order. There have been called many different things: Asuras, Devas, thieves, demons.
Feel it churning around you now. This egg is where it all begins, the nucleus of forbidden transmogrification. Sit there a moment as these energies course through you, metastasizing like a devilish fungi from the depths of your being. As your breathing becomes more slow, more shallow, no longer the rhythmic motion, allow it to move however it desires. The black egg encompasses you of its dark-blooded veins, floating upon the darkness.
Feel this new sensation. Dwell within it. Feel the change slowly becoming apparent. There are things within it awakening, formless forces as it begins to intensify and attach itself to you. The bloodline of Cain and Lilith, the witchkin bloodline, the late storm in all mankind, in all generations, the dark bloodline within man becomes active, no longer dormant, but awakening. Awakening now, the black alchemy of your DNA has begun. Basking it. Feel it overwrite what you are now. Feel it augment an activistic heritage that you never knew you possessed. Sit with this silence for a moment and breathe it in.
Asa Al, Assana Bas, Al Ro, Al Kamak, Al Ant, Rockas, Al, Al. Envision yourself blackened, as dark as the darkness. Allow your form to change and become that which you desire, symbolic representation of the inner demon. Do not wait, simply become. You are not transforming, you are regressing. You're awakening and blossoming that which looks deep within your ancestral heritage, within the heritage of all man, within the heritage of the witchkin bloodline.
Envision around you now, rings of fiery red, three of them encompassing you. Feel them moving counterclockwise as you breathe in and breathe out. They spin with greater momentum, moving faster and faster, around and around, creating a magnetism from the top of the shell to the bottom of the shell. As a red light begins to seep in, bleeding into the shell of the egg, filling it, entering it, casting with it, each moment growing thicker and thicker. A tal flow demonic energy pours therein, cultivated by these infernal rings. Breathe in this infernal essence along with the essence within the shell as you listen to the chant once again.
Rock Kamas, Alana Basaka, Alas. A dark metamorphosis has begun. Breathe in deeply, gather this newfound source of power, energy, and the forces that you have collected. Hold the breath. Hold it. Do not wait to be born. You must tear through the mother's womb. As you exhale, break and smash the egg to pieces until you are still encapsulated in that darkness, but your new form is free. As the darkness intermingles with you and this new form, baptizing you with its poison, this nectar.
Feel the union of your inner darkness and the outer darkness. Feel the infernal essence being reawakened within the bloodline. As you breathe, the darkness breathes with you. It looks upon you with a newfound kinship. Listen to that darkness as it reflects the inner self. Call out to it with all your heart's content, not in words, but in a silent calling of your heart's desire. In that darkness, you may call out to any demon that you wish. In that darkness, you may make any connection with any denizen of hell that you desire. In that darkness, you may now proceed with any demonic ritual of your choosing.
This meditation will give you a newfound source of power, a greater connection, a greater immersion of demonic and infernal forces, energies, and currents. I will also empower you with the correct resonating energies as before, as well as initiating the black alchemy, awakening the dormant state that is within the witchkin bloodline, awakening the inner demon. Breathe it in for a while. Breathe in the remaining darkness. Or in this state, in this form, proceed with any operation you have planned for.
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