The Mass of Babalon and Pan

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

Part the First: The Invocations

The temple is as usual, except for the presence of two or more cats and dishes of food for them in corners. The cup is not placed upon the altar. The Priest is in the tomb, head bowed.

The Deacon enters and places the Book of the Law on the high altar in its usual place, then opens and places the Book of Babalon on top of it. He turns to face the congregation.

Deacon: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law!

Congregation: Love is the law, love under will.

The Deacon moves to the center of the temple.

Invocation of PAN

(drums)

Deacon and Congregation:

Deacon: Goat-footed god of the woods, Lord of Lust, be thou within us!

All: IO Pan! IO Pan! IO Pan!

Deacon:

Lord of open meadow and tangled forest
Lord of the Hunt and the sweet thrill of the chase
Be present and welcome in the sun’s glory!

All: IO Pan! IO Pan! IO Pan!

Deacon: Lord of the primal chaos within us, enter our hearts, that we may be drunk with thy bestial joy and innocence of lust!

All: IO Pan! IO Pan! IO Pan!

Deacon:

Gird us with thy wild free strength
Of liberty and lust, life and love,
That we may be worthy to receive She that we invoke!

All: IO Pan! IO Pan! IO Pan!

The Deacon moves to the tomb and opens it. The Priest rises to kneel with spear upright, eyes open and head up, alert and waiting. The Deacon returns to the center of the temple.

First Invocation of BABALON

Deacon and Congregation:

Bride of Chaos! We call thee
Harlot of fornication
Abomination’s mother
Our life’s blood we offer thee
Every drop is for thy cup
Enter upon thy great beast
In thy name BABALON!

All give the Hailing sign, then are seated.

Eris enters: Who calls me, by my sister’s name?

She is ignored by all but the Priest, who begins to rise and is waved back to a kneeling position by the Deacon.

Eris: Thou hast called me, oh accursed and beloved fool! Ye Dare. I have asked of none other, nor have they asked. Else is vain. But thou hast willed it.

She wanders randomly about the temple, tossing glitter and rubber snakes and such at the congregation, as the Deacon ignores Eris, and motions them to rise and leads them in the second invocation.

Second Invocation

Congregation and Priest:

Harlot of fornication!
Take the lust of our desire
Abomination’s mother
Our life’s blood we offer thee
Every drop is for thy cup
Enter upon thy great beast
In thy name BABALON!

All give the Hailing sign, then are seated.

Eris (exasperated): She hears thee not, for thou callest her not. Thou wishest a blood-thirsty harlot? (she begins to chant, while drumming a 7×3 beat on a congregant’s drum…the congregation joins in, clapping and drumming)

Pomba Gira, Feminina del Eshu, Maria de las 7 Encrucijadas
Pomba Gira, Feminina del Eshu, Maria de las 7 Encrucijadas
Pomba Gira, Feminina del Eshu, Maria de las 7 Encrucijadas
Ashe, ashe, ashe…

(Enter Pomba Gira in full gypsy regalia, with knives in her belt and holding a tambourine)

Pomba Gira: Thy tears, thy sweat, thy blood, thy semen, thy love, thy faith shall provide…Ah, I shall drain thee like the cup that is me…

She begins dancing, whirling, flirting, her knife ready and sharp, her smile predatory, shaking her tambourine and both threatening and seducing the congregation, knife to a throat here with a thirsty smile, stroking someone lasciviously there with a lingering kiss, shaking a skirt in the face of one, stealing jewelry from another…eventually she sees the priest and dances over, begins wriggling up to him and frottage-seducing him…he is transfixed, fascinated, as she surreptitiously takes out her knife and, holding his gaze with her eyes, starts to imitate Lorena Bobbitt)

(Eris halts the imminent castration of Priest by rolling a golden apple across Pomba Gira’s line of sight. Pomba Gira withdraws her knife and follows the apple with a fascinated expression, sitting in place and admiring it when she picks it up)

Eris (looking around at congregation): Is this the goddess of thy desire?

(The Priest shakes his head but the Deacon ignores her and, signaling to the congregation to rise, begins the third invocation. Eris again wanders randomly about doing random things to the congregation and dropping odd objects here and there, including cat toys)

Third Invocation

Deacon/Congregation:

Abomination’s mother!
Our life’s blood we offer thee
Every drop within thy cup
Thy destructive creation
Is golden fornication
Enter upon thy great beast
In thy name BABALON!

All give the hailing sign, then are seated.

Eris: Thou art children, then, that wish for a mother? She whose Name you call prefers to consort with men, with gods…but mother goddesses we have in abundance, small and feeble ones…(calls) Come, my sister, wayward children cry for mother’s comfort, mother’s discipline…(she begins drumming and chanting again, taking the nearest instrument to her)

Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba
Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba
Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba
Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba
Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba
Mahakali Jagdhatri Jaganmata Jagadamba

(Enter Kali, in Kali-ma aspect, soothingly maternal and comforting, dressed in a bulky overmantle in the proper colors and offering food and hugs to the congregation…Eris continues to chant and drum, and Kali throwa off the bulky clothing to reveal a tigerskin wrap, and becomes flirtatious and aggressively sexual in a Top/Dom sort of style)

Samhlada Viparitaratatura
Samhlada Viparitaratatura
Samhlada Viparitaratatura
Samhlada Viparitaratatura
Samhlada Viparitaratatura
Samhlada Viparitaratatura

(Eris changes the chant again)

Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka
Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka
Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka
Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka
Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka
Madanaprita Madaghumitalachana Khadgahasta Bhayanaka

(during the chant Kali grins fiercely, removing a cover on her belt to reveal dangling skulls, flayed skins, and knives…she waves a knife thoughtfully at the congregation, fingering the flayed skin on her belt, then dances frenziedly to and around the Priest, placing her left foot upon him and taking her largest machete to cut off his head as he kneels and then bows his head, transfixed in place waiting for the slaughter)

(Eris tosses a golden apple across Kali’s line of sight, and Kali withdraws her machete and retrieves it, sitting down where she picks it up to admire it, fascinated)

Eris: So, is this the goddess of thy desire?

Deacon: Direct us, then, oh she of chaos and mayhem. We seek the goddess Babalon.

Eris: Describe who thou art seeking to me.

Deacon: The goddess of light, life, liberty and love, a goddess with the wisdom and courage of a warrior to inspire and to lead the battle against restriction and injustice, she who loves as she wills, who she wills and where she wills without shame or explanation, she of joyous abundant life, warm as the sun yet changeably bright or dark as the moon, she of the fire that burns within us as a constant flame of desire and longing…

Eris: She whom thou hast called Whore and Harlot as thy ignorant colleagues named her for her freedom and independence? She whom thou depicted as overwhelmed by vampiric bloodlust for the emptied hearts of men, in thy jealousy and fear of when her moon’s blood proclaimed her childless while fertile, and a warrior? She of freedom and joy and Love under Will, whom thou and thy ilk sought to chain as thy lustful slave, to serve thee and thine as a degraded vessel of the feminine, controlled and overwhelmed by the very hint of male admiration?

(a clap of thunder is heard)

YE FOOLS!

Muddy not the aethers with thy schizophrenic seekings, lest thou invoke me again, and in a mood less compassionate and more…interested. I tell thee to look once more within thy Book, which thou hast not perused with diligence:

Verse the 5th: I shall not converse with thee further.
Verse the 6th: Hear, then, the words of these my sisters who have interest in your offerings.
Verse the 7th: Believe them not, for they will take thy soul for their food in my name, and I love thee.
Verse the 8th: Know then, fool, that I am Eris, and much have I to tell thee.

(She yawns, throws a random handful of plastic spiders or confetti at the Deacon, and exits, followed by the two other goddesses as she takes the golden apples from them)

All respectfully rise as the goddesses exit, giving the Hailing sign.

The Deacon draws a deep breath, then goes to the altar and takes the Book of Babalon, apparently reading it as he turns a page, looking for something. He kisses the book 7 times and replaces it, then turns to the congregation.

Deacon: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law! I proclaim the law of light, life, love and liberty in the name of IAO.

Congregation: Love is the law, love under Will.

The Deacon returns to the center of the temple. He circumambulates the temple in a unicursal, stopping to pet or play with the cats as he approaches them. He returns to the center and vibrates: ZAMRAN CAFAFAN ELOL ARGEDCO TA BABALON

Fourth Invocation

Deacon and Congregation:

Freedom and independence
Is thy joy of life and love
Moon’s light thy shining beacon
Huntress, warrior, lustful one
Graceful Healer, thy beauty
Shines in our hearts and minds
IO IO BABALON!

All give the Hailing sign, then are seated.

Bast (enters, with a purring cat in her arms): Thou callest me by my sister’s name. She hears, for she has the friendship and admiration of my subjects, and one serves her as her companion and mount. Seek her again, for she has now turned her ear to thy calls – but take care lest thou offend her…

(She goes to the Priest and raises him) By the power of love and healing within me, like that of my sister whom thou seekest to invoke, I bid thee arise.

Priest: (taking cat to hold, if it so desires) How might I be worthy to invoke she whom I adore?

Bast (taking censer and basin at appropriate moments): Let the fire and air combine to consecrate thee in the name of thy father the Sun. (makes three crosses upon the Priest with censer) Let the earth and water combine to consecrate thee in the name of thy mother the Earth. (makes three crosses upon the Priest with finger dipped in basin)

Be worthy of she that comes, wash frequently, and may you find fresh prey and receive happy purring…

(Bast turns to the Deacon) Seek her in the freedom of Love under Will.

Fifth Invocation

Deacon and Congregation:

Freedom’s fire thy warrior’s sword
Light, life, love and liberty,
Thy radiant beauty we adore
And thus invoke thy mystery
Sun and moon shine bright upon
Thy chaos wed with wisdom’s tree
IO IO BABALON!

(a voice sings softly from behind the veil)

Seek me in the joy of your deepest heart, where Love and Will entwine, combine,
Seek me in the magic of the seven planets, in the soul of the aeons, in the very heart of Time, where the universe balances in the dance…
Seek me, for I can be found wherever the uncoiled splendor of the soul spreads wings to fly…

Sixth Invocation

Deacon and Congregation:

Freedom’s fire thy warrior’s sword
Light, life, love and liberty,
Thy radiant beauty we adore
The dance of Time we seek with thee
Sun and moon shine bright upon
Thy chaos wed with wisdom’s tree
IO IO BABALON!

Eris reappears and sets her 3rd golden apple in front of the Priest with a smug and secret smile. She says nothing.

All fall to their knees with hands clasped over the head.

Seventh Invocation

Deacon and congregation:

Freedom’s fire thy warrior’s sword
Light, life, love and liberty,
Thy radiant beauty we adore
Time Is, and was, and so shall be
Love and Justice, Sun and Moon,
Healing and Wisdom art thee
IO IO BABALON!

Enter Priestess, wearing sword and robed in blue and gold, holding cup and paten. The congregation is seated.

Part the Second: The Mass of BABALON and PAN

(Eris and the other goddesses join the congregation. Eris does not cease creating random distracting events, wandering here and there, and tossing odd objects out during the continuation of the Mass, but does not speak again. The Priestess places her paten and cup on the altar, picks up the BoB and the BoL, pages through them, then shrugs and tosses them aside, or, if possible, onto a nearby fire. She turns to the congregation.)

Priestess: Yea, it is I, BABALON. Know then, that all ye have known before of me is false. Thou hast sought me in the secret joy of thy heart in the stillness of Time, in the balance of Love under Will. Therefore am I come among you. (she smiles suddenly) Rejoice! Let there then be joy and revelry and feasts and bacchanals, for freedom, once won, must be savored!

(the drums start, and she dances through the temple lightly, ending in front of the Priest)

Priestess: Art thou then a god, to join me in my dance? (she lifts the sword and taps him with the flat of the blade on the head)

Priestess: Arise, and release the bonds of dust and fear!

(the Priest stands and takes the sword from her, dropping it behind him. She allows this, but takes his spear and tosses it with the sword)

Priestess: IO Pan, Priest and King, Lord of the Forests and of all wildness and debauch and lust! (she kneels, adoring, then rises)

Priestess: Free thyself of thy mortal coverings!

(she rips the robe away from the Priest, revealing him only in loincloth. She takes the wooden staff placed nearby, and presents it to him.)

Priestess: Lord of the forest, Priest and King of wild debauch, take thy staff and be free among us! (she kneels, looking upwards at him)

Priest:

IO IO IAO
IO PAN, IO PAN PAN IO ISKHUROS, IO ATHANATOS IO ABROTOS IO IAO.
KHAIRE PHALLE KHAIRE PANPHAGE KHAIRE PANGENETOR.
HAGIOS, HAGIOS, HAGIOS IAO.

(He takes the Priestess’s hand and raises her)

Priest: Know, then, that I am Pan, Lord of the wild free spirits in the lusty hearts of men!

Priestess: Join me then, to administer the virtues to these our brethren.

(She takes his hand and they begin to move east. The Priest is distracted by the other goddesses seated in the congregation, trying to sit in Pomba Gira’s lap and feel her up, playing with Kali’s belt and offering to be spanked, patting Eris on the butt and trying to steal a kiss, nuzzling Bast…The Priestess gently steers him back from each of these encounters and continues on. They eventually move to the altar, where he seats the Priestess. She places her hands upon him as he kneels before her, hands on her thighs, staff held jointly between them).

The Collects

The Elements

Deacon: Air and Fire, Water and Earth, Wood and Metal combine to create the Spirit within us!

All: Love by Will, so it shall be.

The Angels

Deacon: I call upon thee, Raphael, Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Haniel, Tzadkiel, Bakriel, the powers and principalities, thrones, dominions and virtues, seraphim and cherubim…Unfurl the winged splendor that uncoils within us that our spirits fly free and wild through the magic of the aethers!

All: Love and Will, so it shall be.

The 49

Deacon: I call upon the 49 Good Angels of the Heptarchia Magicka:

King BALIGON, Prince BORNOGO, and Bapnido, Besgeme, Blumapo, Bmamgel, Basledf,
King BOBOGEL, Prince BEFAFES, and Basmelo, Bernole, Branglo, Brisfli, Bnagole,
King BABALEL, Prince BUTMONO, and Bazpama, Blintom, Bragiop, Bermale, Bonefon,
King BYNEPOR, Prince BLISDON, and Balceor, Belmara, Benpagi, Barnafa, Bmilges,
King BNASPOL, Prince BRORGES, and Baspalo, Binodab, Bariges, Binofon, Baldago,
King BNAPSEN, Prince BRALGES, and Bormila, Buscnab, Bminpol, Bartiro, Bliigan,
King BLUMAZA, Prince BAGENOL, and Bablibo, Busduna, Blingef, Barfort, Bamnode…

Be welcome among us!

All: Love is Will, so it shall be. (All are seated)

The Consecration of the Eucharist

(The Priest rises and places his staff beside the Priestess, who continues to hold the cup and paten. He opens her robe and, dipping his first two fingers in the cup, makes seven crosses, in the order of a triangle from her breasts to her navel, then on himself in the same pattern, then over the paten and cup together.)

Priest: IO BABALON!

(a bell sounds)

Priestess: IO PAN!

(the drums sound)

(The Priest kisses the Priestess upon the mouth, then upon the places where the crosses were drawn in wine. He takes his staff and touches it to the paten.)

Priest: Be this bread the body and spirit of the gods!

(He takes a cake from the paten and turns, showing it to the people, then returns it to the paten. The Priestess places the paten beside her. The Priest begins to take the cup, but the Priestess stops him by placing her hand over his and removing it. The Priest lets his hand drop to her thigh as she lifts the cup with both hands to touch the top of the raised staff.)

Priestess: Be this wine the essence and joy of the gods!

(She hands the cup to the Priest, who turns, showing it to the people, then returns it to her. He kisses her again.)

Priest: Thus is the covenant of resurrection upheld! IO BABALON!

Priestess: IO PAN!

All: IO BABALON! IO PAN!

(The Priest takes a cake from the paten and draws a unicursal over the Priestess with it. He breaks off a piece, and returns the rest to the paten. He joins hand with the Priestess on the cup and the piece, and together they drop it into the cup.)

Priest and Priestess: HRILUHRILUHRILU

(The Priest takes back his staff and turns to the people:)

Priest: Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law!

All: Love is the Law, Love under Will.

(The Priest turns back to the Priestess and kneels before her. She takes his staff and gives him the broken cake from the paten. She places the paten beside her.)

Priest: In my mouth be the essence and spirit of the gods.

(As he consumes the cake, the Priestess rests her hand lightly on his head, then as he looks up, takes the cup and offers it to him. He takes the cup.)

Priest: In my mouth be the wild free joy of the earth’s bounty.

(He drains the cup.)

All, with Priestess: IO PAN!

(He fishes out the soaked piece of cake, which he feeds to the Priestess.)

All, with Priest: IO BABALON!

(She takes the cup from him and places it beside her. He rises, and turns to the congregation.)

Priest: All that would also be gods, come and partake!

(He sits crosslegged at the base of the altar, between the legs of the Priestess, holding his staff upright in his right hand. The Priestess fills the cup and hands it down to him, and he offers it to each as they come to the altar, as she offers the paten. The Deacon is the first to partake of the communion and stands beside the Priest and Priestess, assisting as needed, throughout.)

(The Priest occasionally sips from the cup or offers it to the Priestess for a sip in between communicants, and acts lecherously towards those female communicants that are willing to receive his advances.)

(After the last communicant has partaken, the Deacon closes the veil of the temple on the Priest and Priestess, taking the staff from the Priest beforehand.)

(The Deacon draws a unicursal with the staff upon the congregation.)

Deacon: May the gods bless you and bring you to the accomplishment of your True Wills and of Love under Will. IO BABALON! IO PAN!

All: IO BABALON! IO PAN!

(All exit the temple.)

Love is the law, love under will.

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