THE ASCENSIONIST MUSIC VIDEO
The Ascent begins. Symbols take form.
Release Date: 09.01.2017
The music video for The Ascensionist presents a symbolic journey from confusion to conscious ascent. The Wanderer moves through a sequence of trials that mirror the process of inner transformation. The path begins in disorientation and wilderness, then gradually reveals glimpses of order, choice, and purpose.
As the journey unfolds, fragments of a symbolic language begin to appear. Geometric forms and archetypal images surface throughout the film. These elements quietly trace the stages of the climb and hint at a deeper structure guiding the ascent.
By the time the summit is reached, the path has revealed itself. Yet the final act of The Ascensionist is not to remain above, but to return below, completing the cycle of ascent and descent that defines the journey.
THE WANDERER
The journey begins in descent.
The process of ascent is, paradoxically, the process of return.
To rise, one must first fall.
The one who has fallen crawls through the mire, seeking footing but still without sight. He becomes The Wanderer, cast into wilderness and blind to purpose or direction. No clarity. No compass. Only inertia and the weight of unformed matter.
This is gross matter incarnate. The state before intention. Before refinement. The dense foundation from which all ascent must begin, symbolized in The Lexicon by The Cube. Matter in its most inert and unawakened form.
AB SA RO KA, a guttural mantra of dissonance. Four syllables that approximate language but signify nothing. A profane utterance scattered across the checkerboard.
Fragments of meaning begin to appear, though they are not yet understood. The mountain looms in the distance. The Cube remains untransformed. And the first archetype waits silently in the wings, the figure who will eventually wield the tools of creation.
But none of that belongs to The Wanderer.
Not yet.
It is not yet meaning.
It is only the beginning.
SEVEN SISTERS
The heavens open for a moment.
The veil lifts and the firmament briefly reveals itself. A fleeting vision of something beyond the temporal. Radiant and out of reach.
The daughters of Atlas rise upon the shoulder of the bull. The Pleiades call like sirens to any who still possess ears to hear.
This is the call upward. A whisper of what lies beyond.
Within The Lexicon, this moment is marked by the appearance of The Star. A simple form, yet one that signals the first recognition of a greater order beyond the wilderness.
But ascent requires presence, not just vision.
The mansions of the firmament must be dwelt within to be understood. Passing through is not enough.
The veil has lifted, but only for an instant. The knowledge glimpsed here remains guarded, hidden behind the threshold of intuition and mystery, the domain of the second archetype within The Arcana.
The son begins his movement with twelve disciples. Each step mirrors the sky.
THE ASCENSIONIST
The will to ascend must be chosen.
From formless wandering comes the first act of creation: choice.
Volition is the moment when ascent becomes possible, a tripartite union of forces aligning into purpose. Thought, brought into right alignment with emotion, gives birth to a new force. The result is The Blade, the first tool, the first weapon, the first clarity.
Within The Lexicon, The Blade marks the moment when intention becomes action. Where The Cube represents inert matter and The Star reveals the pattern above it, The Blade introduces division, precision, and the shaping of will. Chaos is no longer endured. It is cut into form.
This is not The Ascent itself.
It is the consent to ascend.
No one rises by accident.
The mountain does not lift you.
You must choose to climb.
CALLED NOT TO A NEW RELIGION, BUT TO LIFE
The first vow is silence.
The aspirant lays himself bare.
He casts off all attachments, material and ideological alike. No creeds. No idols. No systems to cling to. Only a single act of surrender, a declaration of internal poverty.
This is not a conversion.
It is not the adoption of a new belief.
It is a call to life. Unfiltered. Untethered. Unguarded.
And so the vow is taken.
Within The Lexicon, this moment is marked by The Cross. The Cross represents alignment, the intersection where belief and action meet. Where The Blade introduced will, The Cross demands that will be carried.
Not to speak is to speak.
Not to act is to act.
At the altar, the final weight of The Wanderer is laid down. The cube of matter is transmuted.
The silence itself becomes a blade.
And what is not said clears the path.
THE GREATER LIGHTS
Revelation through duality.
The fog lifts. The miasma of the wilderness recedes, and for the first time the two pillars are seen, polar aspects standing guard at the threshold.
Light and darkness.
Masculine and feminine.
Ascent and descent.
The dual forces that govern all manifested things.
These are not obstacles. They are revelations.
The Hermetic axioms, seven in number, become illuminated. They do not create the pillars. They reveal what has always been there.
Within The Lexicon, this moment is marked by The Sun. The Sun illuminates.
As the crux of the lowest octave in The Arcana, this is the moment when Day must be separated from Night.
The opposites must first be seen clearly.
Only then can they be brought into balance.
THE LESSER LIGHTS
The path narrows in shadow.
As the sun rules the day, so must the moon govern the night. With the pillars now revealed, the trials begin.
The path forward twists through repetition, cycles of seeking, forgetting, remembering, and seeking again.
By day, the path appears visible.
By night, it must be divined.
Each step becomes a question.
Each return, a test.
Within The Lexicon, this domain belongs to The Moon. Where The Sun illuminates the world directly, The Moon governs reflection, uncertainty, and return. Its light is borrowed, indirect, and often incomplete.
The aspirant searches for a single luminary, a solitary light that might contain the answer. But no such light exists.
There is no shortcut.
No bypass.
The only true way out is through.
SEVEN VEILS
The trial of death begins.
The climb grows perilous. Antagonism sharpens. Shadows close in.
On the very steps of the altar, the serpent appears, not with force but with seduction. The deceiver tempts most cunningly where the sacred resides. An alluring dance veils the truth. Each movement a lie. Each layer a trap.
To follow is to fall.
The silver cord is loosed.
The wheel is broken at the cistern.
The essence of the chalice is spilled.
Within The Lexicon, this moment is marked by The Circle. The loop that closes upon itself. Cycles. Return. The enclosure within which temptation repeats until it is faced.
There is no going back.
This is not symbolic death.
This is the trial itself.
All that was carried must now be surrendered.
Only what remains can ascend.
IN THE ARMS OF KINGS AND GODS
The ascended awakens in structure.
The trial has passed. Death has been faced. What remains now stands upon a plane foreign to most faculties of perception.
There, the one who ascended beholds a tree, a structure of order, revelation, and divine symmetry.
The brazen serpent, no longer deceiver, now offers redemption, absolution from the weight of death. It coils not to constrict, but to elevate.
The path is made visible.
What once seemed chaos now resolves into hierarchy, grades of ascent rising through the Sephirot, from the root of Kingdom to the Crown of ultimate fulfillment: Kether.
Within The Lexicon, this moment is marked by The Crown. The Crown signifies authority, order, and the governance of power. Where The Circle tested the will, The Crown establishes the structure that must guide it.
This is not the end.
But it is the moment when the map is revealed.
BABYLON THE GREAT (PART I)
The work is finished. The choice remains.
Attainment is complete. The Ascent has succeeded. The matter has been made light.
The leaden cube, once dense and bound to earth, has been transmuted. What was heavy now radiates.
But at the summit, a question remains.
The resplendent realm of Metatron beckons with permanence. But so too does the voice of Babylon, calling not with temptation, but with need.
To remain above is bliss.
To return below is sacrifice.
The Bodhisattva chooses to descend, not in defeat, but in compassion.
Within The Lexicon, the order once revealed through The Star begins to fracture. Light splinters into competing directions. The harmony of revelation gives way to the multiplicity of voices.
The Chaos Star emerges.
The seeds of Babel are sown.
As the masters say:
As above, so below.
The cycle begins again.
