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A collection of images featuring the esoteric, arcane, occult, mystical, hermetic, cosmic, hæresiarchal, magickal, and metaphysical.                             Curated by @TreehouseProm
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"There is speculation of course that the Moon was once a part of Earth before separation (cosmologists hypothesize we may have been struck by Mars or some other planetary body in the early snooker-inspired years of the solar system) and the notion that there can and will come some kind of conceptual reconciliation brings us to the idea of the Qabalistic apocalypse known as the ‘collapse’ or the ‘descent’ of the 32nd Path.

On the Tree of Life structure, the 32nd path connects the lowest material sphere of MALKUTH with the 'astral plane' - or imagination as you and I know it - represented by YESOD, the Moon.

In our own real world, this collapse expressed itself in the material world when the twin towers of the WTC were reduced to dust by determined extremists.

When this event occurred, reality and fiction began their slow collapse into one another, exactly as predicted by the occultists a century before. After the fall of the towers, 'reality' became more fictional and 'fiction' became more 'realistic' – think ‘plausible’ superhero movies, Fake News, Deep Fakes, VR, AR, the rise of magical thinking etc. " —Grant Morrison, Xanaduum #18 (part of instructions to Rian Hughes on how to draw The Moon tarot card), 2022

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Say the planet is born at midnight and it runs for one day. First there is nothing. Two hours are lost to lava and meteors. Life doesn’t show up until three or four a.m. Even then, it’s just the barest self-copying bits and pieces. From dawn to late morning—a million million years of branching—nothing more exists than lean and simple cells. Then there is everything. Something wild happens, not long after noon. One kind of simple cell enslaves a couple of others. Nuclei get membranes. Cells evolve organelles. What was once a solo campsite grows into a town. The day is two-thirds done when animals and plants part ways. And still life is only single cells. Dusk falls before compound life takes hold. Every large living thing is a latecomer, showing up after dark. Nine p.m. brings jellyfish and worms. Later that hour comes the breakout—backbones, cartilage, an explosion of body forms. From one instant to the next, countless new stems and twigs in the spreading crown burst open and run. Plants make it up on land just before ten. Then insects, who instantly take to the air. Moments later, tetrapods crawl up from the tidal muck, carrying around on their skin and in their guts whole worlds of earlier creatures. By eleven, dinosaurs have shot their bolt, leaving the mammals and birds in charge for an hour. Somewhere in that last sixty minutes, high up in the phylogenetic canopy, life grows aware. Creatures start to speculate. Animals start teaching their children about the past and the future. Animals learn to hold rituals. Anatomically modern man shows up four seconds before midnight. The first cave paintings appear three seconds later. And in a thousandth of a click of the second hand, life solves the mystery of DNA and starts to map the tree of life itself. By midnight, most of the globe is converted to row crops for the care and feeding of one species. And that’s when the tree of life becomes something else again. That’s when the giant trunk starts to teeter.

Richard Powers, The Overstory (2018)

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