How to construct temples on mental and astral planes

“Architecture is frozen music” – Goethe

“Divine geometrizes” Plato

“Cosmic Order is a harmony of Divine sounds’ – pseudo-Pythagoras

“Spirit of the people is represented by their architecture’– an old thought of mine.

architect (n.)

“person skilled in the art of building, one who plans and designs buildings and supervises their construction,” 1560s, from Middle French architecte, from Latin architectus, from Greek arkhitekton “master builder, director of works,” from arkhi- “chief” (see archon) + tekton “builder, carpenter,” from PIE root *teks- “to weave,” also “to fabricate.” Old English used heahcræftiga “high-crafter” as a loan-translation of Latin architectus. Middle English had architectour “superintendent.” Extended sense of “one who plans or contrives” anything is from 1580s.’

Online Etymology Dictionary

https://www.etymonline.com/word/architect

Those with a metaphysical sense who peered into architectural secrets attempted to create something similar to nature, in accord with it but perfecting it towards the divine, so that the magnificence and art of the worlds of nature, men, and the invisible, perfected, ideal -- were brought to the fore.If we may indeed construct objects for our public space, why not take a leap further and construct them in the mental and astral spaces too? It is far from escapism, it is the expansion of our inner territory.

Our holy grounds, figments of our imagination's beauty and genii, great cathedrals of imagination, a contemplative haven. The modern world is not beautiful, public spaces are ugly in the modern cityscape; parks are rare moments of breath for the city; and rarely is there enough to escape from the concrete giants that were not meant for people, but for working ants.

The mismanagement of public space, whereas the skyscrapers suck the energy of the city in, and leave the underdeveloped urban and suburban landscapes poor and insignificant. That is especially visible in highly populated places in which people are dehumanized, in which the total city is the vampire, feasting on the millions that inhabit it.

In such circumstances, if we are in no position to change the infrastructure and the public space management policies, we may at least attempt to create a magnificent, elegant temple for ourselves and our loved ones. That does not mean shirking the responsibility for public space management and disenfranchising ourselves politically. Let us not commit the error of compensating ineptness and helplessness with magic, otherwise, we will be turned into perfect slaves of power on the terrestrial scene, ruled by imaginings and illusory castles from which the Wizards of Oz give orders.

It is meant as a resplendent virtuality to enrich us, not to run away from this world into infantile dreams. Dependent on our gusto and our architectural style, which is governed by our preferences, we may elevate such a construction, bit by bit, with mnemotechnical details painted and carved in stone, or, if skill allows, create a magnificent temple, conjured out of nowhere.

We leave a mental imprint of our imagination on the mental plane every time we build it, wherever we want, be it on the moon, somewhere in the stars, or in our favorite forest, an unspoiled place.Elevating it to the astral sphere, sanctifying it, and protecting it is another case. The more we return to our temple, the stronger it becomes, we may visualize it, and we may fill it with beautiful sounds and scents. It is an illusion, yet a practical one. There, we may work ritually and ceremonially in hidden ways. I believe it is possible to connect to such a temple in dreams, yet, with all due honesty, I have not successfully entered my temple; my soul and Sahem (soulcraft) were destroyed a long time ago.

It was a small, elegant temple, constructed like a Byzantine church, with an opening to the spheres, and a statue of Isis in a veiled, seated position. It is surrounded by columns, spacious, and suspended in the stars and voids. Stars can be seen between the colonnades of my great temple and astrolabium, my place of seclusion and withdrawal from worldly affairs. It is no more than 10 cubits tall.

As a child, I read ‘The Cathedral of Memory." That is another place I love, it is my library. With mighty tomes, and all my memories, not accessible to anyone save me and Mnemosyne, my goddess of memory, who guards the most important thing for a working magician—his memory and knowledge—

This short essay suggests that it is a great idea to attempt to construct such a temple in a drawing or in a 3D design studio, and then, once it is projected, to furnish it with thoughts and ideas, to paint the phantastikon with notions of beauty, aesthetics, perfection, and truth. To take the ‘physical architecture’, to vibrate it on the mental plane, and to sanctify it on the astral plane. It is an invitation to find a place to meditate, work, act, and rest.

I'm not an architect, yet it encourage me to read Vitrivian architecture and essays on architecture by Ignacy Potocki. There are many methods, and here I’m merely sharing some of them. I highly recommend Francis Yates' book "The Art of Memory," in which she meticulously describes mnemotechniques from across the centuries—yet! She is an invaluable scholarly resource for methods, means, and ideas for a metaphysician or magician. May you build magnificently for those who are tired of this world!