Faring Forth is not a miscellany of reflections but a threshold.
It stands as a gate into the living stream of Hermetic and theurgic operation,
where philosophy and practice do not merely converse but conjoin
in the reformation of soul and body.
In this place, alchemy ceases to be a figure of speech and reveals itself as operation;
pathworking ceases to be fantasy and shows itself as true ascent and descent through the planes of being.
The traditions gathered here—Hermetic philosophy, Chaldean fire-theurgy, the alchemical art of fixatio, and the disciplines of later initiates—are not relics of a forgotten age.
They form a chain still unbroken, whose links are fire and light.
To step within that chain is to consent to the same purgations, absorptions, and incarnations endured by the adepts of old.
Such work does not flatter: it burns, dissolves, and remakes.
Those who accompany these texts will find not abstraction but practice.
What is written here is less a commentary than a summons,
less a record than an initiation.
Rowan Drakenson’s writings, including Solar Dominion, belong to this current.
They stand within the long discipline that runs from the Hermetic treatises through Agrippa and Paracelsus, from Lévi to Bardon.
Their concern is one: how the influx of the divine may be received,
fixed in the marrow,
and radiated outward into the fabric of life.
Let’s begin with precision:
This is not mysticism. This is not metaphor. This is not spiritualism.
This is architecture. This is field structure in motion.
The moment before everything changes is not a moment of arrival. It is a collapse. The Gate does not open. It does not allow or deny. It does not challenge, test, or respond. It simply reveals that nothing has ever moved but you—and even that movement was containment.
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You are not a vessel. Not a student. Not a mystic seeking communion with celestial forces. You were built to stand between Suns.
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The ruins we call temples, myths, or cults were not spiritual attempts to understand the divine. They were systems of dominion. Not based on belief, but on alignment.
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The illusion of a singular solar authority has shaped consciousness for ages. One radiant force at the center, one arc of divine light, one sun to rule and reflect. But this was never the whole story.
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Daily life is no longer what it once seemed. There is no journey, no sense of self progressing through meaning or experience. There is no narrative of growth.
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There is a threshold some encounter, not as passage, but as structural shift. This is not a portal. It is a split. It does not open to invite you forward. It arrives to sever.
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We are taught to see light as the origin—to trace back to the first spark, the big bang, the divine radiance. But light is not the source.
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From the moment consciousness begins to stretch toward significance, it is pulled toward the light.
Light: radiance, clarity, vision, power. The universal metaphor for truth and divinity. In nearly every esoteric tradition, solar language dominates. We speak of will, illumination, ascension, sovereignty, divine order, and golden light.
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The octahedron is an eight-faced polyhedron that embodies acceleration, resonance, and structured ascent. Traditionally linked to the element of Air, its sharp symmetry and vibratory clarity also align it with a metallic current—symbolizing precision, conductivity, and refined articulation.
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