Today’s Surprise Guest Blogger: Honorius of Thebes
Honorius of Thebes is the author of “The Sworn Book of Honorius,” an actual medieval grimoire containing 93 chapters of secret magical instruction on subjects ranging from the finding of lost treasures to the performance of rituals for the conjuration and command of demons. He is also the creator of the Theban Alphabet. Honorius refuses to talk about his life, but confirms that his death took place in Lisbon, 1163 AD, the result of a misplaced comma in a contract he had entered with Agrat bat Mahlat, the Dancing Roof-Demon.
First, let me say to David Waid: You do not summon me; I summon you. I do not dance upon puppet strings like you are the wizard. You are a functionary, a scribe, a writer of fiction, so called.
…we have an audience.
That in itself is a summoning. Behold! My eldritch name still thrums with illimitable power. For this reason alone will I condescend to share a dram from my cask of ageless wisdom.
Ritus est Omnia, a.k.a. Ritual is Everything
The angels in their cardinal points beneath the twelve-winded sky teach two truths: First, that ritual concentrates one’s mind. Second, that nothing of merit or value can be achieved without concentration.
Your word, “concentrate,” is stolen from the Latin com, meaning “together” and centrum, meaning “center.” The venerable Sanskrit word for meditation translates into your debased language as “concentration games.”
If you are carving a statue, writing a book, or performing one of the higher arts such as necromancy, you must therefore create rituals in order to aid concentration. It can be a habitual place, the things you surround yourself with, an invocation of gods or devils…
Bah! Why do I waste my time? Even this simple wisdom will be lost on you. Waid, who presumes to edit my words—may the worms of Gehenna gnaw his entrails—believes otherwise, but he is a preening buffoon.
David Waid apologizes for the rudeness of this month’s guest, but only in terms of utmost deference and respect for the august sorcerer.