PBP- Buer

Before I get started I want it clear that I do not want ANYONE to use this knowledge wrongly. I am about to start into a Demonology Post and I want everyone to be as cautious as humanly possible. This is not knowledge to fool around with to any extent. Demons need only an invite in the vaguest of forms to enter your life and Fuck you over. Let it be said that even behind all of my gods and my walls and my barriers I still felt vulnerable, and I was taught how to defend myself.

Now to the actual blog.

I am going to talk about Buer, a Fallen Angel and 10th of the 72 Spirits of Solomon.

Buer has the face of a lion, and five legs with hooves each pointed at the points of a star. His face is wizened to the point of looking like an old man but still young enough to show his distinctly feline features.  Each step of his hooves send sparks of fire into the air that light up his face. Despite this, the smell of honeysuckle drifts in the air. At least to me.

Supposedly he gives good familiars and teaches moral and natural Philosophy, the logical arts, and the virtues of all herbs and plants. Interestingly enough, these are several of the things that all heroes are taught from Chiron. I say that this is interesting because the only time that it is said that Buer appears is when the sun is in Sagittarius.

Despite the above saying that he is good, I am too weary of beings with power. And Buer has a lot of power. He is a President in Hell where he governs more than 50 Legions of Demons. With that much power he could easily wreck someone’s life on a month by month basis without repeating a single demon. When you think about that, it is just scary.

I cannot say more because I don’t want to try summoning and capturing or working a deal with him. So my experiences with Buer ends here.


B for Bragi

Bragi… What to say about Bragi….

Well I can say one thing that is backed up by lore. Bragi is the ultimate bad ass.

How do I know this?

Because the norse believe that the more tales you can sing about in the form of poems the more manly you are… Bragi is the GOD of POETRY.

I really can’t say much about this guy. Just that he is a bad ass. If you need a lesson in bad assery go to Bragi.

You know Chuck Norris? Of course you do. Who doesn’t?

Well Bragi is like Chuck Norris on Norrisroids. Which is like Chuck Norris Steroids for Chuck Norris.

He is so bad ass he wrote the book on bad assery. Literally.

I can’t really say much about him but what I find funny is that he is one of the most mellow beings that I have ever met. Also he is a great teacher and instructor for Writing of any kind.

I know Djehuty is also good at that but I will go to him for wisdom. Writing I look to Bragi.


Not much else to say on him though. till next time

Awesome Astral

I know a lot of people are saying how dangerous and scary the Astral is.

Is it that bad? Sometimes. Should you go in carefully and with a guide until you have some form of greater protection? No shit!

However, I love the astral. Some people might think that that is just because I am new to it, which is not true. When I was little, I use to tell my mom that my soul leaves my body when I sleep and I would go and play with my guardian angels. For as long as I remember, I have always had one foot in the Astral, and you know what? I like it.

Have I had some fucked up things happen to me? Yes. I was imprisoned in Hell and had my skin ripped from my body for months on end. I am an insomniac because I have PTSD from that. You want to know how I fixed that? I went to Father Hades and asked him to train me so that I may protect myself when I am in the astral. He sent me to Chiron for a little while then began to personally train me himself. Still does actually.

I look at my life and see that I have spent a lot of my time in the astral. There is much to learn and much to do that absolutely captures my heart.

The Astral is one of those places that if you can’t take the good with the bad then you should stay the fuck away from it. At least that is how it is for me. But I have danced with Faries, faught Joutons, met and forged steel with dwarves, and even slept with goddesses. And those are things that I cannot see myself giving up on or carving out of my life.

I will not tell someone that I don’t know or can’t see lots of potential to go to the astral because it can break a man, but to those that can hold their own I give a hearty cheer to.