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Tarshishim
The Tarshishim Box Set Contains:
i. The Tears of the Gods volume
ii. Journal Notes, fragments of unfinished stories, novels, manuscripts, essays and other pieces of essotera
iii. a Celestial map
iv. a silk pouch with Mandrake seeds
v. double-pages illustrations by Santiago Caruso, expressly done for The Tears of the Gods, printed on thick deluxe paper
vi. a double-folded heavy box to hold the volume and all the extras.
At the Court of Rudolph the second, John Dee and Cornelius Drebel create a device to realise the vision of Hermes Trismegistus to make Humankind dwellers in supercellestial realms, privy to divine knowledge, consorting with Angels in a Universal Empire of Hermetic Wisdom. The unseen effects of this resonate down the centuries in a multitude of settings. The tortured architectural demonologies and enchanted thickets of Gothic nightmare that are the streets of Prague - The formal Thameside gardens of Elizabeth the first's Court - a London in the freezing grip of Polar Demons - The ice-storm lashed shores of the Baltic - The Steppes of Russia - The dazzling Court of the Tsar - The treasure filled temple of magic that lies beneath a Cathedral of St Petersburg - A house of cabalistic secrets owned by the Ba'al Shem of Wapping - The modest home of a Welshman too 'Angelic' to be earning his living as a journalist - The intrigue laden cloisters of Oxford - The ruins of blitzed London where a solitary Magus pursues his Art - A vast cathedral of light where the gathered cabalists and magi of the ages, including Dee, Meyrink, Crowley, Roerich, Blavatsky and Fortune, come face to face with all the Orders of Angels and Demons that the device has helped them to summon.
The return of Ron Weighell to the fantastic literature is the return of the Blood to the Heart of the Mysteries.
A living mystery of the occult European literature, Ron Weighell is amongst the last greatest initiates of our time. We are confident that The Tears of the Gods is the single most important esoterical work to appear since René Guénon's La Roi du Monde and Das Grüne Gesicht of Gustav Meyrink. Not for the lukewarm nor for the post-modern dilettante.
The Tears of the Gods
i) Consorting with Angels
ii) A Sudden Sunshine
iii) The Black Lake of Night
iv) The Summe and Substance of the Conference
v) Fishing for Coral
vi) The Chain of the Exilarchs
vii) The Voice of the Silence
viii) The Law of Unintended Consequences
ix) The Lion Serpent Begets Gods
x) On the Side of the Angels
xi) Control
xii) Satyrs Gathering
xiii) The Water of Speech is Quenched
xiv) Lampetia and Phaethusa Weep
i. The Tears of the Gods volume
ii. Journal Notes, fragments of unfinished stories, novels, manuscripts, essays and other pieces of essotera
iii. a Celestial map
iv. a silk pouch with Mandrake seeds
v. double-pages illustrations by Santiago Caruso, expressly done for The Tears of the Gods, printed on thick deluxe paper
vi. a double-folded heavy box to hold the volume and all the extras.
At the Court of Rudolph the second, John Dee and Cornelius Drebel create a device to realise the vision of Hermes Trismegistus to make Humankind dwellers in supercellestial realms, privy to divine knowledge, consorting with Angels in a Universal Empire of Hermetic Wisdom. The unseen effects of this resonate down the centuries in a multitude of settings. The tortured architectural demonologies and enchanted thickets of Gothic nightmare that are the streets of Prague - The formal Thameside gardens of Elizabeth the first's Court - a London in the freezing grip of Polar Demons - The ice-storm lashed shores of the Baltic - The Steppes of Russia - The dazzling Court of the Tsar - The treasure filled temple of magic that lies beneath a Cathedral of St Petersburg - A house of cabalistic secrets owned by the Ba'al Shem of Wapping - The modest home of a Welshman too 'Angelic' to be earning his living as a journalist - The intrigue laden cloisters of Oxford - The ruins of blitzed London where a solitary Magus pursues his Art - A vast cathedral of light where the gathered cabalists and magi of the ages, including Dee, Meyrink, Crowley, Roerich, Blavatsky and Fortune, come face to face with all the Orders of Angels and Demons that the device has helped them to summon.
The return of Ron Weighell to the fantastic literature is the return of the Blood to the Heart of the Mysteries.
A living mystery of the occult European literature, Ron Weighell is amongst the last greatest initiates of our time. We are confident that The Tears of the Gods is the single most important esoterical work to appear since René Guénon's La Roi du Monde and Das Grüne Gesicht of Gustav Meyrink. Not for the lukewarm nor for the post-modern dilettante.
The Tears of the Gods
i) Consorting with Angels
ii) A Sudden Sunshine
iii) The Black Lake of Night
iv) The Summe and Substance of the Conference
v) Fishing for Coral
vi) The Chain of the Exilarchs
vii) The Voice of the Silence
viii) The Law of Unintended Consequences
ix) The Lion Serpent Begets Gods
x) On the Side of the Angels
xi) Control
xii) Satyrs Gathering
xiii) The Water of Speech is Quenched
xiv) Lampetia and Phaethusa Weep
139 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2012
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Ron Weighell
37 books12 followersRon Weighell (1950 - 2020) was a British writer of fiction in the supernatural, fantasy and horror genre, whose work was published in the United Kingdom, the U.S.A., Canada, Germany, Ireland, Romania, Finland, Belgium and Mexico.
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August 6, 2019
This review was previously posted on the Side Real Press website in 2012.
I first became aware of Ron Weighells work about 25 years ago when his articles and stories began to appear sporadically in 'Ghosts and Scholars' magazine and culminating in a huge volume of fiction 'The White Road' for Durtro Press(1997). He has certainly written some fine stuff; 'Carven Of Onyx', 'The Greater Arcana' and 'The Case of the Fiery Messengers'. His works draw heavily on the occult, especially the classical grimoires and works of Elizabethan magus John Dee, together with Austin Spare, Crowley and fiction authors such as James and Machen. He has recently re-emerged on Ex-Occidente and gets the 'box-set treatment' similar in style to the earlier (excellent) Mark Valentine edition, ie: a book and a loose sheaf of papers. We will come to the packaging later- but what of the words?
The Tarshishim of the box name refer to the entities who help in the movement of energy from heaven to man and the novella 'The Tears Of The Gods' describes the attempts of initiates from the time of Dee onwards to shield this knowledge from falling into the hands of the impure hearted who may wish to utilize this for more selfish ends. As I have said, Weighall is a knowledgeable man and this erudtion is made apparent on virtually every page as the tale moves from 17th Century Prague to the present day. We have Jewish mystics named, books which you might think are made up (but aren't), signs and methods of protection and reference to various occult orders throughout the ages. It should be good fun in a 'Foucaults Pendulum' kind of way. Except that it isn't.
The novella structure is basically far too short to support this bombardment of titles and references which sit too seriously and heavily upon its pages. This yields two results; the 'conspiracy' aspects that span the centuries fail to attain the solidity needed to seem plausible, while the more poetic elements,one feels Weighell is more than just an academic student of magic(k), are weighed down by too much extraneous historical material. Its a lose/lose situation that is only marginally redeemed as we move into the later stages of the book and the plot moves more centre stage.
This is even more galling when one reads the 80 odd loose pages collectively titled 'Summoning the Ancient Dust- Journal Notes' as these are very good indeed.
Standouts are 'Kingdom of Darkness', an opiated tale of death and dream, followed by Weighells thoughts on Coleridge and Poe; while 'Suburbs of the Black Lyre' reveals the final photographic folio of Orias Sabnak in all its mystic hideousness. The tales are not devoid of literary and occult references, but in these cases they enhance and expand they narratives in which they are placed. The whole folio has a more poetic feel than the novella in terms of language (the best parts of 'Tears...' are where Weighell waxes more lyrical) which only emphasises the shortcomings of the novella further. I would have much preferred the folio as the book and the novella reduced to 'Journal Notes'.
We must, for this is a very expensive item, speak of the packaging. E.O./P.L. generally cannot be faulted for the quality of their products and the standard of printing is up to the usual (excellent) standards, Both book and sheaf are illustrated by the wonderful Santiago Caruso - and the images are among his best work. Some are posted on his website.
Sadly the binding and box are not without flaws. My d/w (I am informed there are three variants but only seen one) has a full wraparound pair of wings in blind tooling on heavy black paper. This paper is too heavy for the tooling (or perhaps the latter too heavily pressed down) and this has wrinkled at the edges of the design.
The box itself exists in both purple and buff cloth variants. In my (buff) version the weave of the cloth is too wide for the black blocking to adhere properly and the image is somewhat fragmented and ghostly. For some reason the binders inserted two circular underlays the cloth where each side of the box folds over. They look unsightly (as if a shard of card had been accidently caught between box and cloth) and seem to serve no purpose. It would also have been nice if one of those loose sheets of paper had been signed by the author.
Overall this seems a volume of missed opportunities. Ex-Occidente publish great material in lovely editions- it is a pity that for me, this one fell short on both counts.
I first became aware of Ron Weighells work about 25 years ago when his articles and stories began to appear sporadically in 'Ghosts and Scholars' magazine and culminating in a huge volume of fiction 'The White Road' for Durtro Press(1997). He has certainly written some fine stuff; 'Carven Of Onyx', 'The Greater Arcana' and 'The Case of the Fiery Messengers'. His works draw heavily on the occult, especially the classical grimoires and works of Elizabethan magus John Dee, together with Austin Spare, Crowley and fiction authors such as James and Machen. He has recently re-emerged on Ex-Occidente and gets the 'box-set treatment' similar in style to the earlier (excellent) Mark Valentine edition, ie: a book and a loose sheaf of papers. We will come to the packaging later- but what of the words?
The Tarshishim of the box name refer to the entities who help in the movement of energy from heaven to man and the novella 'The Tears Of The Gods' describes the attempts of initiates from the time of Dee onwards to shield this knowledge from falling into the hands of the impure hearted who may wish to utilize this for more selfish ends. As I have said, Weighall is a knowledgeable man and this erudtion is made apparent on virtually every page as the tale moves from 17th Century Prague to the present day. We have Jewish mystics named, books which you might think are made up (but aren't), signs and methods of protection and reference to various occult orders throughout the ages. It should be good fun in a 'Foucaults Pendulum' kind of way. Except that it isn't.
The novella structure is basically far too short to support this bombardment of titles and references which sit too seriously and heavily upon its pages. This yields two results; the 'conspiracy' aspects that span the centuries fail to attain the solidity needed to seem plausible, while the more poetic elements,one feels Weighell is more than just an academic student of magic(k), are weighed down by too much extraneous historical material. Its a lose/lose situation that is only marginally redeemed as we move into the later stages of the book and the plot moves more centre stage.
This is even more galling when one reads the 80 odd loose pages collectively titled 'Summoning the Ancient Dust- Journal Notes' as these are very good indeed.
Standouts are 'Kingdom of Darkness', an opiated tale of death and dream, followed by Weighells thoughts on Coleridge and Poe; while 'Suburbs of the Black Lyre' reveals the final photographic folio of Orias Sabnak in all its mystic hideousness. The tales are not devoid of literary and occult references, but in these cases they enhance and expand they narratives in which they are placed. The whole folio has a more poetic feel than the novella in terms of language (the best parts of 'Tears...' are where Weighell waxes more lyrical) which only emphasises the shortcomings of the novella further. I would have much preferred the folio as the book and the novella reduced to 'Journal Notes'.
We must, for this is a very expensive item, speak of the packaging. E.O./P.L. generally cannot be faulted for the quality of their products and the standard of printing is up to the usual (excellent) standards, Both book and sheaf are illustrated by the wonderful Santiago Caruso - and the images are among his best work. Some are posted on his website.
Sadly the binding and box are not without flaws. My d/w (I am informed there are three variants but only seen one) has a full wraparound pair of wings in blind tooling on heavy black paper. This paper is too heavy for the tooling (or perhaps the latter too heavily pressed down) and this has wrinkled at the edges of the design.
The box itself exists in both purple and buff cloth variants. In my (buff) version the weave of the cloth is too wide for the black blocking to adhere properly and the image is somewhat fragmented and ghostly. For some reason the binders inserted two circular underlays the cloth where each side of the box folds over. They look unsightly (as if a shard of card had been accidently caught between box and cloth) and seem to serve no purpose. It would also have been nice if one of those loose sheets of paper had been signed by the author.
Overall this seems a volume of missed opportunities. Ex-Occidente publish great material in lovely editions- it is a pity that for me, this one fell short on both counts.
January 7, 2021
The Box takes on a whole new dimension with the final work here contained at the end of the Journal Notes (now aptly seen in a new light by their loose leaf nature). I was going to say these Journal Notes are some form of ‘end-interpolation’ (a term I invented earlier) but anything less than seriousness here would be a faux pas on my part. The gestalt is in that last unquoted line of ‘Suburbs of the Lyre’. And it is also in one of the Box’s items of loose leaf artwork showing a hooded figure from whose hidden face there beams a torch-beam flash of vision or searing pain or photographic memory…
The detailed review of this book posted elsewhere under my name is too long to post here.
Above is its conclusion.
The detailed review of this book posted elsewhere under my name is too long to post here.
Above is its conclusion.
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