I just made a wonderfull meditation, i had insperation recently to create my own AOP related to my GD. Thus, i use next combination

Algiz (shield, aura itself) X10

Laguz (sweet wather of Abzu) X10

Kenaz (torch, fire of Prometheus) X10

This combination can be complemented with two more runes that will make the aura more active, not in a passive way, but in a more active aggressive sense. This modification also allow to contact and feel our Lord directly thro meditation, i do meditation during AOP as well

Tiwaz (Not just im protected, but i act according the power what those runes and God Enki/Prometheus represents) X3

Manaz (The way in which a combination of runes above forms and directly affects a person's personality/mind) X3

Afirmation: "Protect me with knowledge (God Enki/Prometheus). May your flame burn forever in me, the sacred fire illuminates my path. My will is firm, my mind is clear"

Meditation: Imagine swirling water of Enki that envelops your aura, Prometheus fire burning inside your soul boils this water more harder. Imagine inhaling steam through your lungs along with boiling water within, and this water spreads throughout your body, relaxing your muscles and mind. It's bring clarity, endless chthonic serenity in which Lord Enki arrives, contemplate the third eye, observe and enjoy this peace.

Based on my observations, the planetary forces of Prometheus/Enki/Baal Peor form the following chain: Uranus, Saturn, and Venus

Uranus represents the power of discovery, the gifts of civilization, genius, the ability to push boundaries, freedom, change, rebelion and so on.

Saturn brings structure, measure, timing, in general Saturn is what allows Prometheus’s fire to warm rather than burn. If we recall that Zeus is Saturn and Saturn is Zeus, then the Caucasus can be seen as the refinement of raw, chaotic power into focused might

Venus answers the question — what is all this for? Enki/Prometheus’s love for humanity is undeniable, it was the reason why Prometheus became Prometheus. Prometheus’ rebellion is not a rebellion at all; it is the highest act of love, and love demand measure as well

I would never thought that someone could put money on the same level as the Gods. Or to think that money is the god of this world

This attitude should be considered blasphemy, idolatry and decadence but it seems that I was the only one who pointed out this problem to those who think this way, while the others remained silent

Instead of discussing this topic, i was called victim and accused of being poor, as if it were some kind of sin. I also remember being called a slave because of same reason. Although, i saw rich slaves in my life as well, they served their passions believing that they could control them. Looking at such people, I realize once again that there is nothing wrong with my poverty and it is even difficult for me to imagine how much wealth could seduce me if it seduced some of us so that these people now put our comrades below themselves only based on their financial situation and, even worse, deify what was originally intended as a tool of barter.

And if I can be considered as a victim in that situation, then only a victim of double ignorance and hybris

And if I can be considered as a slave, then only a slave to the truth, despite absurdity that I had to read today from someone from whom I least expect it

O El, Ancient of Days,
Father of the order and guardian of the heavens,
Hear my voice amid the winds of the earth.

Grant me wisdom in times of doubt,
Fortitude on days of trial,
And clarity of vision when the path is veiled in mist.

May my home be under your protection,
May my heart not stray from justice,
And may my words be weighed like silver on the scales.

Bless the work of my hands,
Grant peace to those I love,
And preserve me from hybris and recklessness.

O El, Wise Lord,
Whose name dwells above the stars,
May your gaze be gracious toward me now and all my days.

So be it.

О Эль, Древний из Древних,
Отец порядка и хранитель небесных сводов,
Услышь голос мой среди ветров земли.

Даруй мне мудрость в час сомнения,
Стойкость в день испытаний
И ясность взора, когда путь скрыт туманом.

Пусть дом мой будет под твоей защитой,
Пусть сердце моё не уклонится от справедливости,
А слова мои будут взвешены, как серебро на весах.

Благослови труд рук моих,
Даруй мир тем, кого я люблю,
И сохрани меня от гордыни и безрассудства.

О Эль, Мудрый Владыка,
Чьё имя пребывает над звёздами,
Да будет благосклонен твой взор ко мне ныне и во все дни мои.

Да будет так.

Frequency, Vibration, Sound
Those are yours names King of the West, but you are the boundless ocean that no vessel can't hold
You, who sets the tone for the power itself
The power of tongue what move any mountains, that humble all hearts in yours ways
The power of mind, that pierce all walls where no light shall come through
Many of those powers what we can't even imagine, because you are imagination itself
The most loyal, closest to the Source of all things, that Source is Trinity and Trinity it's Zefs

We accept the Trinity and pray devoutly to you King Paimon
Give us yours knowledge, of all secret things
Bring us honor, wealth, and good familiars
Bind all men to our will as we have bound ourselves for now and ever to Zefs!

Nemesis, Kosmike Nemesis, Keeper of the Universal Scales!
I look at Hypatia and my heart is drenched in blood
Direct your wrath against all injustice
Crush the head of Izfet with those who alongside it
Let the hearts of all varvarim be drenched in blood just as mine is
Multiply their suffering! let them choke in theirs own entropy which swallows them up in their own cycle of grief!

Pleasant Nemesis, defender of the righteous, lighten my burden, cleanse me of adversity, and bring Maat into my live!
Establish an unshakable balance, and may it serve all who stand under the gaze of the Gods
Blessed are the righteous and cursed are those who come against us
Adrasteia! When your anger burns inside me! I feel truly alive!
You fill my flesh with righteous wrath, against which our enemies have no argument
Thank you for showing the way to order and justice!
Beautiful! In all her righteous wrath!

When your restless gaze watch us unseen, I ask humble in awe:
Who dares to raise a hand against us when the sword of justice cuts off the palm of all evil?

Long did this seed slumber
For ten years it lay hidden in the earth
Its roots grew deep and strong
Until at last it rose into the light
Now it shines in the golden rays of Apollo
Even as I myself shine
And when this exalted Tree rises high toward the heaven
Whether if people approve it or not
The nations shall stand and behold, stir in awe to admit
Satya Yuga has come

«Οὐκ ἔστι θεὸς πλὴν Διός, καὶ ἐγὼ μάρτυς αὐτοῦ

When I performed the Great Ritual of Zeus, I had a vision afterward
I focused on my third eye and saw images begin to shift and change in the following order
At first, it was a peacock with colorful wings, white swan, seven-headed serpent emerging from the bottom of my spine (1st chackra?) And then a bee with white butterfly wings
I still don't know how to fully interpret these signs, hope i gonna figure it out soon, if anyone has any suggestions you're welcome to share

Shamash, Apollo, Utu, Azazel, Zazel
Yours Wisdom know no boundaries
You came into my life long before I recognized you
When I first mentioned you in passing in my book
You are a moving intellectual power that cuts through all boundaries, move all ignorance away
Everything becomes clear under your rays
All liars, all false authority, that being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by yours iron hand, blinded, they're turning away from yours light
Even thus, they continue persist without shame - "I know better than anyone and better than you, obey or be cursed."
Looking at them naked, I respond them with silence, your voice is clear enough against that useless noise that feed nothing but ego
I take my gaze away from them to you in order to heal myself under your rays
The truths that you clarify might be unpleasant, but unpleasant only in order to give a true understanding without any illusions
I renounce all illusions and accept your guidance humbly, not as a gift, but as a challenge to lift me above myself
You don't give direct answers, you set the path to set me in motion, to get rid of my damned laziness
Let me burn away all laziness, fear, every obstacle on the path to perfection with the fire of Prometheus
You gave me your guidance, in return you expect nothing but action
And I dedicate my actions to you Great Shepherd
May all limits be damned, let them burn bright
At the sunrise that we can't see even up close...

Kronus, Baal-Hammon, Satvrnvs, Ell
You do not rush to us in the hour of need
But walk ahead, illuminating the paths
That lead toward mistake and ruin
You grant us foresight
The quiet wisdom to avoid the fall
Truly, You sever all that is superfluous
Cutting clean with time’s inexorable blade
Your lessons etch themselves into the soul
To be remembered for a lifetime
We shall reap what we have sown
Yet, under Your cold gaze, our labors bloom tenfold returning in grace
You do not sharpen the sting of our errors
Nor make the consequences cruel
Instead, You transform each fall Into a sacred experience - that is Your silent tongue
The language through which You speak to those who ready to listen
Truly, we hear Yours voice without any sound
The Hiden Sun, that we can't see even up close

Blessed all of Yours Names

IAO KRONUS AENAOS

Golden age of Saturn it's not communism, equality in nature is doesn't exist.
If we consider that He compresses lead into gold, then we can understand that as a period when everyone is given the opportunity to raise the serpent from earth to heaven, where the earth it's first chakra where the black cube is being illuminated by light of gnosis.
True fridom from material prison, where the material world become the a platform for the development of the soul, not a cycle that goes on endlessly from day to day like for the rest of humanity, unfortunately...

Oh Saturn! Lord of time and transformation!
You're the Gardener who clears away the chaff growing around The Tree, you prune away the withering leaves, leaving it perfect, without a single flaw!
Get rid of all that unnecessary, everything that does not serve me and my prosperity well
Let anyone who goes against me not get too far
Circumcise all who's dragging me down as you circumcised Uranus, depriving him of all power over reality
Circumcise all tyrant's power upon us, all the authority that is not serve to increasing our wealth, power and happiness

You're barely destroyer, but bringer of clarity through purification
Blessed you and all of yours names
May the wicked hand of Abrahamist not bring shame upon you
They, who abuses your power without respect, embodying nothing but ignorance
Instead of Golden Age that it is you

The rest see us, they're see notning but lead
And only yours cold gaze can recognize the Gold that burden deeply inside of yours champions, guided by the wisest of your sons
Squeeze it, just like the masters squeeze the oil from olives
Thus, why you take care of the Trees in your Garden
The Titan, Hidden from all

Love of Satvrn, it's a love of the sculptor to his brainchild
By stripping away everything superfluous
That, what no longer serves me well
He creates a perfect cube
Magnvm Opvs foundation

Folks, if u feel nostalgic for the old TOZ, i can recomend u to visit Russian website, it's still alive but feels like the time was stoped there long time ago

Madam, though Venus govern your desires
Saturn is dominator over mine