"Dionysus-Osiris is the God of the life that is torn apart and restored, of the vine cut back and sprouting again, of the soul that descends and returns. The panther is His mount and His companion: the wild force of life, ecstatic and dangerous, carried under the hand of the God.

Its spotted hide is the teaching in one image. Dark and light lie together on every inch of the coat, neither erasing the other. The Temple teaches that Light and Darkness are both positive when bound by Ma'at; the panther wears that binding on its skin."

"The leopard alone among wild cats drags its prey up the trunk and stores it in the branches. This is the ascent of the life-force: power taken from the ground and raised along the spine, the Kundalini current climbing Sushumna between Ida and Pingala, and kept above where nothing can steal it."

HAIL DIONYSUS

HAIL BACCHUS

HAIL OSIRIS

HAIL HIS SACRED PANTHER

"Lord Asclepius, Master of the Snake of Apollo,
Bearer of Serpent Power,
Banish from us illness of the mind, the body, the soul, and the spirit.
We reminisce of you acting in your Ancient Temples.
You are Alive among us."

The Ritual to Lord Asclepius is very beautiful; it feels like a complete soul resurrection.

May God Asclepius be blessed for all time to come!

HAIL ASCLEPIUS

"Sorath, The Closer, He Who Seals Every Cycle, Lord of Completion!
We venerate the force that finishes what others leave open.
The harvest is not complete until the last sheaf is cut.
The day is not ended until the last ray crosses the horizon.
The soul is not whole until the final gate opens.
We venerate your relentless certainty, Surya.
4.6 billion years of rising and setting without a single day missed."

God Surya, Lord of the Hidden Sun, the brightest one, may you ignite your Hidden Flame within the soul of every Zevist so that it may burn away all our impurities. Lord Sorath, Master of the 13th Gate, may the final Gate open within the worthy ones so that they may ascend. Father AL, may you be blessed beyond every Aion to come!

OM SURYAAYA NAMAH

HAIL SORATH

HAIL AL

"Skanda, Deva Senapati, General of the Army of the Gods!
The Temple of Zeus calls upon you with the deepest veneration.
You were born for command. The Gods themselves could not defeat the Asuras
until you took the field. Brahma could not. Vishnu could not. Even Shiva,
your father, stepped aside and placed the spear Vel in your hand
because the cosmos needed a General, and you were the one."

Lord Skanda, Eternal Youth, thank you for watching over the Temple of Zeus and ensuring that our ranks are commanded and putting the Zevists into formation as you do with your Divine Army. May the Zevists be victorious! May you be blessed forevermore, Kumara Sanatana

OM SKANDAYA NAMAH

"We venerate your creative destruction, Mahakala.
Destroy every barrier to Zevist progress and creation.
Let ignorance burn on your cremation ground. Let stagnation burn. Let every structure of Izfet that blocks the advancement of the Temple collapse into ash.
Let the Zevists build on the cleared ground you provide.
Let no bureaucracy, no system, no institution, no force of inertia survive your dance if it stands between the Temple and its destiny.
Lord of the Smasana: dance. Let the ground shake. Let the old fall. Let the new rise from the ash."

O Great Lord Mahakala, I pray that the Zevists rise from your Abyss, ever purified, ever sanctified, to be ready to build the Temple of Zeus on this Earth. O Lord Rudra, I pray you destroy our obstacles and destroy our ignorance. Lord Mahakalarudramya, may you be blessed beyond time.

OM RUDRAYA NAMAH

OM MAHAKALAYA NAMAH

"Blessed are you, O Titans,
Kronos, Rhea, Oceanus, Tethys, Hyperion, Theia,
Coeus, Phoebe, Crius, Mnemosyne, Themis, Iapetus,
and all your glorious progeny,
Blessed in the order of Zeus.
Blessed are we through you.
Blessed and thrice blessed eternally!"

May the King of the Titans, Lord of the Golden Age, Kronos, allow us to see his Age on Earth. May all the Titans be blessed in the Order of Zeus forever!

HAIL THE TITANS!

"Proteus, we stand in awe before you.

You are older than the names we give to the Gods.
You were there when the sea was new and the sky had no stars.
You saw the first dawn and you will see the last.
Your knowledge is complete. Your patience is oceanic.
Your forms are infinite and every one of them is true.

Among all the beings of the ancient world,
you are the one whom even the Gods approached with caution,
for the truth you carry is the truth that reshapes those who hear it."

I pray to God Proteus that the Zevists can adapt to any situation, so that we can build the Temple of Zeus in any circumstance. Lord Proteus, thank you for letting me feel your flow. May you be blessed for all time!

HAIL PROTEUS!!!

"Prometheus, Lover of Humanity! Enki, Lord of the Sweet Waters!
The Temple of Zeus calls upon you with the deepest veneration.
You looked upon the human race shivering in the dark, naked, without tools, without fire,
without the knowledge to build or to heal or to measure the stars,
and your heart could not endure it.
You, Prometheus, climbed to the hearth of the Gods and took the fire in a fennel stalk
and carried it down to the earth and placed it in human hands.
You, Enki, held the ME, the divine decrees of civilization, arts, laws, medicine, music, writing, and you gave them freely because you loved the creatures made from clay."

Thank you for your sacrifice, Lord Prometheus, for we humans might still be sniveling baboons without the fire you gave to man. May the ME be in the hands of every Zevist, so that we can construct a divine civilization on Earth. Be blessed, Lord Enki, be blessed forevermore.

HAIL PROMETHEUS

HAIL ENKI

HAIL EA

"Poseidon Seisikhthon, Earth-Shaker, He Whose Trident Splits the Ground!
We venerate the power that moves beneath our feet.
When you strike the earth with your trident, continents crack.
When you lift it, mountains rise from the sea floor.
The earthquake is your footstep. The tsunami is your breath.
The tectonic plates float on your ocean, and they move when you say move."

Great Lord Poseidon, I pray that you allow the Zevists to feel the beneficent power of your Trident, of your Trishula. Let the enemies get shaken by your earthquakes; let the Zevists be lifted and rise like your mountains. Be blessed for all eternity, King Neptune.

HAIL POSEIDON

HAIL NEPTUNE

HAIL VARUNA

HAIL NJORD

"O Pan, Piper, Lord of Pastures,
your syrinx transforms the world:
whoever hears, dances. Whoever dances, is freed.
Socrates in the Phaedrus prayed to you:
'Dear Pan, grant me beauty in the inward soul.'
Your philosophy is the simplest:
inner beauty is the only wealth."

Great God Pan, I pray that you send a panic to the enemies of the Temple, and abundant ecstasy to the Zevists who bless it, all through the wondrous melodies of your syrinx. Be blessed forevermore, All-Ruling Pantokrator, Lord Pan

HAIL PAN

"Nut, Sovereign of the Stars, Lady of Heaven, She Whose Body Is Eternity!
We venerate your dominion. Every star painted on your skin is a world.
Every constellation is a word written on your body. Every galaxy is a freckle.
The astronomers count your stars and call them billions. The Zevists look up and see your face."

May you write the worthy Zevists into your stars, Mother Nut; allow us to shine on as bright freckles on your body for all eternity, where you will be blessed infinitely.

HAIL NUT

"You, Nergal-Maahes, have said of our assembly:
'Behold the Initiates of the Gods,
They are Eternally the Ones I love, the Ones I promote, the Ones I protect.
They bless my Name and love me, and I shall bless their Names with the armor of my mane and the fortress of my jaws.
What I destroy with my right claw, I protect with my left. The plague I send upon the enemy is the wall I raise around my own. The fire that burns their cities is the warmth that guards my children's sleep.
Let the enemies of Atum and Zeus know this: every hand raised against my chosen is a hand I will sever. Every curse spoken against the Temple of Zeus is a curse that will eat the tongue that spoke it.'
And we receive your word with open hearts, O Lion-Father,
For you are the destroyer who is also the protector, and there is no safer place in all creation than behind the teeth of a God who loves you."

Thank you Great Lion-Headed God, for defending me, protecting me, and giving me a Divine dream that I will never forget, that my soul will always remember. May you be blessed forever, Nergal-Maahes, Great Guardian God.

HAIL NERGAL MAAHES

"O Lady Nephthys!

You are She who is a Pillar for the Gods.

You are Unwavering in your Power.

You are Supreme in your Protection.

You are the Mysterious Goddess of Magic."

May Queen Nephthys bless the Zevists with the deep foundation of the night sky that allows the stars themselves to shine. May Lady Nephthys, the Queen of the Darkness, Mother of the Shadow, be blessed for all eternity!

HAIL NEPHTHYS

"Morpheus, Shaper of Dreams, Son of Hypnos, He Who Sends True Visions in the Night!
We venerate your craft. You take the raw substance of sleep
and shape it into faces, places, warnings, and revelations.
You can wear the face of any man, any woman, any god.
And through these masks, you speak the truth that the waking mind refuses to hear."

I appreciate all the wisdom and divine dreams you have bestowed upon me in my sleep, Lord Hypnos. Be blessed, Lord of Eternal Rest!

HAIL MORPHEUS!

HAIL HYPNOS!

HAIL SARGATANAS!

"O Moirai, Daughters of Zeus and Themis,
Clotho, who spins the thread of life,
Lachesis, who measures the portion of each,
Atropos, the Unturnable, the Irrevocable,
bless the Zevists.
Let their threads be golden.
Let their portions be noble.
Let their end be the end of heroes"

May the Moirai bless the Zevists who work to build the Temple of Zeus and make their fates be that of Gods on Earth!

HAIL CLOTHO

HAIL ATROPOS

HAIL LACHESIS

HAIL MOIRAI!!!

"Sphinx, Keeper of the Riddle, Enigmatodor, Giver of the Sacred Test!
We venerate the question you pose at the gate.
The riddle was never about the answer. The answer is known.
The riddle is about whether the one before you can think under pressure,
see the pattern within paradox, and find the human truth beneath the surface distortion."

Beautiful Ritual with great force, May the Sphinx be blessed and endure for all time, above and below!

HAIL SPHIGGA

"Kratos, The Watcher, He Who Sees What the Enemy Plots!
Your eyes are open when the world sleeps.
Your gaze penetrates every wall, every disguise, every deception.
You watch the movements of those who conspire against the Gods.
You report directly to Zeus, Andras, and Apollo.
Every secret meeting of the Yehubor is observed by you.
Every plot against the Temple is known to you before it is spoken.
Every act of sabotage, every slander, every hidden attack:
you see it at the moment of its conception."

May the Great Lord Kratos bless us with the strength to act, and the forceful will to do what needs to be done to erect the Temple of Zeus. O God Kratos is blessed now and forever!

HAIL KRATOS!

"Blessed are you, Holy Horus,
Purson, God of Many Names. Blessed are we by you, King of Gods.
Immersed are We in your Spiritual Power.
You are the son who would not let his father's body rot in silence. You crossed the marshes of Khemmis as a child. You bled at Edfu as a man. You won the throne not by inheritance but by the bruise and the scar and the trial before the Ennead.
Ma'at Kheru, True of Voice: the tribunal of the Gods spoke your name and the cosmos bent its knee."

This ritual was very intense; Lord Horus blessed me with his Sacred Fire. The Divine Fire transformed me. May Lord Horus gaze upon us with his eye and burn all the forms of Izfet that try to creep into our lives.

HAIL HORUS

"O Hermes, Mystery-Keeper, Knower of the Ancient,
all ancient wisdom you guard,
every occult mystery you possess.
The most ancient sciences dwell within you.
Whoever invokes you receives knowledge
that time has buried and oblivion has hidden.
Reveal to the Zevists your secrets.":

"For it is possible, my son, that a man’s soul should be made like to God, e’en while it still is in a body, if it doth contemplate the Beauty of the Good." - Hermes Trismegistus

HAIL HERMES TRISMEGISTUS

"O Heracles, Atlas-Bearer, Golden-Appled,
you bore the heavens upon your shoulders
while Atlas fetched the golden apples.
The weight of the world did not break you.
The Zevist bears the world,
not because he must, but because he can."

I pray to Lord Heracles to bless us with strength, perseverance, and absolute fearlessness so that we can all work to build the Temple and manifest the Gods on this Earth. May Lord Heracles be blessed forever!

HAIL HERACLES