The Art of Tea

Some of you have been looking for a simple ritual to learn prophecy and help you make contact with a demon. In this case Philotanus, patron demon of tasseomancy.

You know how they say that a watched pot never boils?

This is true in a way far more profound than we realize a simple demonstration of the reality of nonlinear time and a doorway to let you access the realm of the spirit world.

Come along with me, and I will show you the Art of Tea.

To begin, you’ll need a kettle, a teapot, and some tea. Some paper, a pen, a teacup, a strainer and (if possible) a clock that ticks audibly in your kitchen.

It is handy and desireable, if entirely optional for you to have a clear teapot and a kitchen thermometer on hand.

As the quality of the sacrifice depends on the quality of the tea you make in the ritual, study up on subject and buy a high quality expensive brand.

Tasseomancy is an ancient prophetic tradition practiced by many cultures that brew herbal infusions

both as a method of divination of the secrets that are hidden and as a form of meditation for connecting with the soul.

It is a gateway drug to herbalisim, through the heaing power of tea but it can also be a spiritual revelation showing you the unseen.

Philotanus is the patron of the tasseomancers:

a demon of forbidden knowledge, seer of concealed things the one who lurks in the traces in your teacup showing you all the secret things concealed in this moment

letting you see through the lies and reveal what is hidden. And all he asks in return is the leftover herbs from your tea.

Philotanus is lurking in the moments that we usualy ignore and the easy and natural way to get into those moments is to meditate upon the process of making the tea,

with complete and total mindfullness, letting each moment extend longer and longer as you become more and more aware of each and every detail of that moment.

You fill your kettle, turn on the heat, and for once in your short life you choose to put down your distractions and stare intently into the kettle to pass the time,

just listening to the ticking of the clock getting slower and slower and slower as you stare at it waiting; the neural network in your brain slowly returning to its default mode activation, your mind begins to enter a state of meditation.

And in that infinite moment while you’re waiting for the kettle to slowly come to a boil you let your mind wind down from the stress of the worldas you embrace the silence between the ticks of the clock growing longer and longer as your perception changes letting go of the linear flow of time and just letting the moment extend as long as you can until eventually the water comes to a boil and you return to the flow of events in order to pour it into your teapot, cut open the bag and add the tea.

While satating aloud the enn of Philotanus:

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Let it echo in your mind as you stare into the teapot and watch the whispy trails of essence as they diffuse from the herbs into the tea, making patterns in the water

that your mind begins to try to interpret as images, scrying on the teapot like a crystal ball, you let go of the physical image and let your mind succumb to the power of parideolia and notice the shapes

in the water like a child seeing faces in the clouds as your mind keeps on repeating the enn of Philotanus as you drop back into meditation and let that infinite moment extend again. Listening to the clock

and hearing it slow down again just like it did before, disconnecting from the flow of the world and entering that sacred moment where the demons are.

And as the slowly steeping tea begins to darken, beyond the visibility of patterns…

Your mind begins to open to the images from beyond slowly coming into focus behind the darkness, showing more and more detail as you focus the inner eye

The visions that you see are gifts from Philotuanus awakening your clairvoyance to spread out into the world

My acolytes have told me that visions can be distrubing:

often showing you things you’d have rather left unseen. That’s just the demon, demonstrating his power over you to see right through all your illusions and reveal exactly the things that you’ve been hiding from yourself.

Philotanus has the power to see through everyone’s lies, and that necessarily includes seeing right through you.

That’s OK, he accepts you as you are; even knowing all your deepest secrets: the ones you’d never reveal.

Stir the teapot in a pentagram, repeating the enn once for each of the five corners of the pentagram:

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Listoach pandemonium et gemenet Philotanus!

Pour your tea, strain it well, but not well enough to eliminate the grit of tea at the bottom of your cup

Let the steam and the aroma of the tea fill your senses noticing every little detail of the smell before you taste and tasting the tea like a connoiseur, savoring the flavor

and noticing how it interacts with the aroma of the tea, gently taking small sips and letting the demon share your mind.

To some Philotanus appears as an apparition, and I am told that he can be a rather ghastly sight.

While for others he is prone to demon posession, causing the body to draw sigils and automatically write.

This is why it is handy to have pencil and paper, should He wish to record an insight after taking you over.

But, most of the time, you simply sip the tea and listen to His voice in your mind making conversation, spilling the tea, as it were, on all your enemies secrets

or if your lucky guiding you to spiritual revelation about the deeper secrets of the world around you while you sip and ponder alone and note the images that appear to you in the surface of your tea,

slowly receeding away with every sip.

Free from the tyrrany of the outside worlds time as you linger in the moment by your own choice, giving yourself a time to be slow and ponder until you reach the bottom of the cup and find Philotanus’ parting gift for the session:

a vertiable constellation of herbal specks arrayed in the bottom of the teacup for you to interpret.

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