The Rosicrucian Seer: Magical Writings of Frederick Hockley
Frederick Hockley
Language: English
Pages: 220
ISBN: 0933429150
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Frederick Hockley (1809-1885), was a major - if often overlooked - figure in nineteenth-century occultism. He was an active "seer" who engaged in scrying, and took an interest in ritual magic, alchemy and spiritualism. He was also a Freemason, who in later in life was associated with the Societas Rosicruciana in Anglia and other esoteric fraternities. In addition to his own writings, Hockley sought out and copied Grimoires and other magical, alchemical and kabbalistic texts that had lain hidden in private collections around England. Many of Hockley's early manuscripts were commissioned by the bookseller John Denley (who had acquired Ebenezer Sibly's stunning library, the source of many of the texts that Francis Barrett used in compiling The Magus), whilst others were for his own use. After his death Hockley's library was dispersed, and is it known that many Hockley manuscripts made their way into the hands of members of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn. Such was the high regard in which Hockley was held, that of the group's founders, W. Wynn Westcott, not only wrote that Hockley's manuscripts were "highly esteemed," but also posthumously claimed him as Adept of the Golden Dawn. "The Rosicrucian Seer" not only reveals much about Hockley's life and esoteric activities, but also provides invaluable insights into the occult milieu of nineteenth century England that gave rise to the Golden Dawn and inspired its members.
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India Company, in the presidency of Madras; the magician signed, and the boy again answered, "I see a red-haired Frank, with a short red jacket and white trousers; he is standing by the sea-shore, and behind him there is a black man in a turban holding a beautiful horse richly caparisoned!" "God in heavenl" cried Major Felix. "Nay," the boy resumed, "this is an old Frank; he has turned round while you are speaking, and by Allah he has but one arm!" Major Felix's brother lost his arm in the.