The High Classics

So... ...the Ancient Greeks had this coin, see - the tetradrachma. Very high value denomination -, actually, I think it was the highest value of all the silver coins, representing pretty much a week's salary for a hoplite soldier.

On the coin were some letters: 'AOE.' ...Is actually 'Alpha,' Theta,' 'Epsilon;' and that is an abbreviation - according to modern academics - for 'Of the Athenians.'

Now, 'Of the Athenians' is the word in Greek, or at least, supposedly, the word 'Athenaion.'

Whereas really, it means 'the children of Athena.'

We're getting to the 'High Classics' now.
What does that mean...?

Ostensibly, this is impossible, since she is said to be a 'virgin' Goddess and doesn't have any actual 'engendered' children. Yet here we are, having the Athenian people themselves, literally claiming that they are the children of Athena. Look there are so many word puns going here in the original Greek, that it is pointless me going through them all because half of them would only be seen by actual ethnic Greeks themselves, and whereas 'academics' and 'scholars' continuously insist on affecting dubiousness over these punning claims. Waste of time enumerating them all. Like our friend who ran to Wiki to check 'Alcibiades' and instantly came up with the rude stuff, having totally abstained, himself, from just plain reading the actual source text and seeing about that last section in there... ...like that kind of thing, stating the puns here would have people rushing straightaway to 'check' on Wikipedia and gainsay anything that was just said.

Waste... of... time.

So okay but put my 'attitude' aside for one minute, and let's go to this matter of 'why somewhat slanderous?'

Hey hey hey. But now look here!

We have had over two thousand years of people talking about this, no one has ever told you what I am about to...

Remember, we have to entertain
the 'short-cut haired' girls, now, right...

; )

And believe me, beforehand posting this I had to do a little, well, not so much 'proseuchomai' at the Temenos - in fact in this case I dared not even to 'pour out a libation' (and you will shortly see why; casting something onto the ground!), and I prefer the Latin word 'precaria' because -, Jesus! 

This thing is precarious. You can't mess with these for real gods. They can take exception.

I don't wish to be seen in even the slightest way, to be promoting any kind of slander, but nor telling false stories either just to extricate something, some 'delicate matter.'

Some delicate matter...

Underscoring therefore, that I am simply for the purpose of explaining properly, recounting the (false) myth about it first: Hermes formed a strong desire for Athena, and as he pursued her, he 'spilled his seed onto the ground.' The slanderers don't even say that - they say he ejaculated, either deliberately onto her lap, or she pushed him away and at the precise moment... ...on her lap whereupon she slung it off onto the ground. 

...From which these 'pebbles' came alive; aka the Athenian indigenous people, albeit prior to when the place was even actually called 'Athens.'

For reasons which go well beyond the most obvious one, this 'wooden phallus' then, was symbolic of the event.

And the pebble 'Herms' symbolized the people who 'sprang from the stony ground,' but then also, their official Divine claim to the land where they were 'born.'

The 'High Classics' are what is in
some of the Classics, that is really,
stupendously involved.

But there is a kind of a problem with this. And it is this - the Athenians, by adopting these symbols, literally are confronting Athena openly to her face, that she didn't bear them as her actual bodily children (even though, sure, Hermes was forcing himself on her), and they are reminding her of this by calling themselves 'of Athena.' I mean, ostensibly, they are clearly 'of Hermes and the ground' and not 'of Athena' at all.

Some ignorant but well-meaning people think still now, or 'thought' back then, that they, the Athenians, as ordinary humans, sided with her against the bad actions of Hermes, and so that is how come they call themselves after her even though she didn't bear them. Or, that additionally to that first reason, the 'Athenians' were attracted to her and not to their real father Hermes... Theoretically then, in this perspective, she has no actual 'physical' part of them at all though. And the children of Hermes are openly, again, just as Hermes had, declaring their attraction to her. 

But now we arrive at the next most obvious problem with that - she NEVER not even for one single second, repudiates them in anyway, always siding with them, and aiding them at every turn, even doing so sometimes surreptitiously behind the backs of all the other gods.

The slander comes in from this fact:

It is not possible for a god to do wrong. 

So, we cannot and we must not, say that Hermes was setting about to, or was in the interdicted act of, raping the Goddess.

This is what happened - nay, is happening: 

'Octavian' pretending to be a 'silver rose knight,'
presents the marriage sign to the Princess,
on behalf of some lecherous Prince,
but the Princess falls in love
with Octavian on the spot instead -,
who is played always by a female.

Hermes found himself attracted to the Goddess of Wisdom, and, he moved on her all right, and she did not repel him (don't strike me blind, You-Know-Who!), instead she set out her terms to him.

Thus, the pebble people are not completed people; they are 'embryonic.'

And, fulfilling her terms - following the edicts of Wisdom, as Solomon says, and David actually did - leads a human of a certain kind, to the Olympian Family. And what does that mean - it means you become one of the Olympian tribe, an immortal.

And what did Jesus say?

He said this: 'You know not David. David is not dead for God is not God of the Dead but of the Living,' and in this He explicitly said that David was alive, when all 'knew' that David had been dead for a thousand years.

Strauss's 'Der Rosenkavalier:' (Elina Garanca as Octavian).

Out In The Alleyway

Now here, some of you will start to perform miraculous things. Literally you will attain special powers. Oh you think not?

So sooner or later I guess we had to get here though.

The good question was posed in some recent pages - 'what is this, about Love being the child of Poverty?'

This whole idea underpins everything that is Christianity at its core. There is literally no such thing as 'Christianity' without this entire concept, intact, straight from the actual core meaning of the affair.

Cristina Soto's just-posted, photograph
of the many layers of blue.

The Symposium is far and away the most complex, the most austerely advanced, and the least understood of all of the works of Plato, whether they be the known authentic works, or any whose authorship is contested among scholars.

Even more complex than any of the texts that deal with maths and geometry, is the Symposium.

Because, the structure is one of many dimensions.

The play, virtually, is designed around a sophisticated dinner, attended only by the highest class, most educated, and esteemed of people including a leading Athenian doctor and the historical Athenian general Alcibiades.

The discussion is deemed so important by these leading figures, that they instruct the host to 'send the dancing girls away' for the rest of the evening.

And this mind you, is still a wine drinking party. And in fact this aspect becomes a crucial 'literary device' (let's just leave it at that for the moment) towards the end.

Here begins this whole matter of 'different dimensions;' for on the one hand, the girls are going to distract, but somehow, we are meant to accept that the wine will not affect the procuring of the truth - which is what they were all going after here.

The Christian 'New Testament' leaps ahead over the subject of well, but really, why?

And also, how did it all begin, and not with the Garden of Eden story, but hey, where did all these 'God' things, come from at all? I mean why not, we just have nothing and then 'Big Bang' then soup and then lightning and then amoeba and then slugs and then lizards and then monkeys and then giraffes and finally, Neanderthals, from where we have only gone backwards ever since.

Plaster model and art by Ben Kommets
and 'Lucky-LBT.'
The Praiseworthy One, Socrates.
Or is that a genie?

LOL

But everything in the Symposium is happening on multiple levels all at once...

So, as people with the modern Western Mind, we must see the Goddess 'Ate' (Destruction/Havoc) now, not with our crass and simple-minded, childish 'modern' Western vision, but in a different way.

Ate is Destruction yes, but then she is the daughter of a Goddess (Eris) by parthenogenesis, of Nyx, with whom Zeus then co-operates, to plant her (Eris) deep into the Earth and so that she (Eris, who is 'Envy') would be here to interact with Mankind in a certain way.

Ate has a daughter, who is 'Poverty.' So right away we must 'see' that Envy causes Strife, which causes Destruction which ends up in Poverty.

But this is not the whole of the matter - 'Envy' is an extremely powerful animating daimones, which causes Men even lazy ones, to work to attain something they desire to have; and only after that, is it sometimes (albeit mostly it is) the case that war and strife ensue when the desires are not achieved.

So we have this great big profile story here going on, this systematic chain of connected psychological events.

And so that is how come we have Poverty coming into the scene now; and that is how we must view her - as a crucial element within a whole profile of connected things.

Moving into another 'dimension' then, Poverty is a God: she is a Spirit, meaning not some kind of wisp of fog in a graveyard, but a super powerful Divine thing. Which means - she cannot die, she cannot be overcome by mortal things, and she has Divine Power, that is to say, Divine means to get whatever she wants.

The wine, the food...
...and our own Poverty.

She goes to a feast of wining and dining other Gods, and she well knows her own suffering and lack, and seeing that the God 'Plenty,' or Abundance, or Resource is completely drunk and fallen over asleep at that moment in the back yard, she purposes to lie with him and conceive a child who will then inherit of his father, some wealth, and therewith resolve her own lack; in a way.

So this then, is the God 'Love.'

From His mother He has literally nothing, but He also inherits from her great contrivance, literally the Divine Skill to make something from out of nothing - since, because she herself is a God, she can do anything, but the way she does it, is from without any advantages at all.

And from His father, He literally gets everything.

And then, in the Symposium, we learn something on another level again, namely that some genealogists of the Gods, regard 'Love' as the youngest of the Gods, and then yet, others of them regard Him as literally the Oldest, through some strange and mysterious means.

And they say that prior to His birth, it was the very reason of His not being there beforehand, that the Gods warred and did violence and many horrible things happened, and that after His advent, He subdued all of them permanently, so that none of them who did not bow to Him were permitted to remain in Olympus ever more. And that only those 'among whom there was ever Love only, and no enmity at all' were allowed to remain in the Heaven of the Gods.

But then, without anyone telling us, we must see that He is in fact a direct descendant of Nyx, of whom even Zeus the Leader and Father of Gods and Men was solely afraid and respected completely. And because Nyx is His (Zeus's) own daughter's (Wisdom)'s aunt or grandmother, He also has a somewhat similar relationship to her too (the Goddess 'Wisdom') although she behaves to him as a daughter and is also respectful anyway.

And if He, Love, is a descendant of Nyx, then by the organized structure of Divinity, He is of the oldest strands of the Divine Vine, as it were.

The Genie is out of the bottle!

We are mortals. In the sense of what is truly speaking Eternal, we have nothing, and we die, to be no more, whether personally, or in any other way as a given certainty.

In the Symposium, suddenly at the end, Plato interposes a new device. He brings in the drunken general Alcibiades, dressed like Dionysus, the God of Wine, and just like Dionysus is often to be found, having come back from a street party, where he has been cavorting with lovers.

Now Alcibiades is a completely historical figure, of whom we know a very great deal.

He was the last 'famous' (there may be others, descendants down to this very day, but none are famous) of the Aristocratic family the Alcmaeonidae, among whose ancestors was the old soldier Nestor, who possessed a large drinking vessel, so huge and heavy that none but he was able to lift it and drink it. And Nestor, was a human descendant of Poseidon's affair with a princess of Thessaly, which makes Alcibiades already regarded 'officially' as semi-divine himself. 

Plato is implicating the ancestral Nestorian Drinking Vessel echo (which Greeks would know about, but is not explicit in the text) in Alcibiades' very presence there at all, and his comportment (his attire and his state of drunkeness), with Divinity and specifically with the God Dionysus. He is making Alcibiades into a real life, earthly, physical material presence or 'hint,' of the actual spirit of Dionysus.

And that simply underscores the point that Plato is making, namely, that here in this part of the 'dialogue,' we are to understand that this is now taking things right down to earth, as in, this is now a real-life thing going on for us to see through the story, but, that it implicates the matter of the 'demi-god' nature of certain people and certain things.

Alcibiades is a literary device, that we are to take as representing the God Dionysus Himself.

And then, 'things get messy' you see, because naturally, Alcibiades is quite drunk. By 'messy' we can also say 'they get real.'

So let us also now 'get real.'

We are humans. We live, we come from nothing and Hawking's Big Bang, and we die. And that's it. Back to the nothing that we are.

Hawking has nothing for us. He is nothing himself right now. A few words on some pages, some digital space in some computer chips, some DNA samples stored in labs in Imperial College London.

Now by the way, so as not to be unfair on 'sci-entists' (those creatures who actually know exactly nothing, in fact), in another plane of dimension in the dialogue, we have heard from the Athenian doctor, Eryximachus, on the physician's perspective of 'Love.' And right convincing it is too.

Alcibiades' 'Naval Marque...'

Meanwhile, Alcibiades is telling us now, things about 'the tire rubber hitting the road,' as it were.

Just a little beforehand, Socrates' old nurse maid, Diotima from Mantinea, had been setting forth how it is that a human mortal person, can become immortal...

A mortal, realistically, in the sense of anything really enduring by way of personal consciousness, literally has nothing and cannot be immortal.

And to a certainty, Steven Hawking is fully dead and completely gone. Maybe he reincarnates, but possibly not, and in all events, even if he did -, not so that his ego and his mind, his actual consciousness, knows anything about it. Yet the whole world is fooled by him when he has the stage, given to him by others, whose motives you cannot see.

Say to the carpet: 'Rise!' And it will not. This is reality.

Whereas Diotima, the 'woman who honors,' or who is honored by Deos (it can mean both things), is credited by Socrates in the Symposium, as inspiring the theory, that God is able to raise dead things or inanimate things, or make mortal things eternal beings. And then she goes ahead and says what 'God' actually is. But it is all wrapped up in the ultra-dimensionality of the Symposium, as a structured Platonic 'dialogue.' And Alcibiades disrupts everything at the end.

Capture though, even just the one time, and even but only dimly too, the 'ultra' meaning of the words that are in there, and the carpet rises but only for the person who has grasped the core.

The Sufi 'Kashf'

The evening is nigh upon us.

Dusk has already left the skies.

We must prepare for the Barakah.

Oh you of the Kass, prepare yourselves also. For ye are of 'the select' - and it is of your estate that al-Ghayb shall be as kashf for you.

Certain of the Believers of the division known as Shi'i, hold to a mystical and crazy notion borrowed from the Christians, that one of the Apostles remains here still alive, across the centuries on this planet, in occultation (al-Ghaybah), and that at the time of the Return of Isa ibn Maryam, shall emerge to give kashf (the Unveiling) to a tiny few selected ones (al-Kass).

Whether this is true or not true we cannot say, but we can unveil one mystery regarding the identity of the chief of the Djinni, a commander and adviser of Suleiman M'lek aka Amenemhat III.

This person - this Djinn nobleman - was called, by the Arabic scholars, Asif ibn Barkhiya.

And he was, by the ancient Hebrews, called Asaph ben Berechiah.

There are verses of the Book of Tehillim (Psalms) attributed to his words; these are known as the Asaph verses.

According to the Jews, he was an adviser both to Solomon and to David, and his death is not recorded, and he is ascribed with supernatural longevity, just like ul-Mahdi, or the certain Apostle (of Jesus), who was not to die. Although it is not to be understood that he cannot die,  but that he simply, remains.

If the Satanic Rulers of the world - this world, our world - were to know of his whereabouts, they would assuredly seek his death by the usual means.

Attested in the Kitab Shams al-Ma'arif of Al-Buni, and the Kitab al-Ajnas, are the ways of invocation, of this powerful Djinn commander.

Also, in the most authentic hadith of Kitab al-Ghayba by al-Numani.

"Saba Sibu, Saba as-Sibu!

Tazaza'at Taza-za, Taza-za zaaaa-at"

Thus is invoked, called, summoned, the Great Djinni Commander of the Close Guard of King Solomon.

And you must have strong dark coffee, freshly brewed, ready for me, er, him.

'Saba' as you have already been informed, is not a piece of land in Southern Arabia, but a place far away in the stars. Thus the Queen of Saba, is from thence.

And as the stars above twinkle their small lights, as though of such distant lamps set into so narrow of their niches in the vault of heaven, that none but the elves and the fairies should have been able to have set them there and lit them each evening... ...you will obtain the visitation of the Djinn commander Asif, Son of the Magical Blessing; and by the rule of exchange you must bestow then the secret magical blessing upon such of the lowly personages of the Earth people around you wherever you travel, on the morrow, who that it seems meet to you, should receive it.

The Cerulean Blue Bee.

And what is the power of the Barakah of this Djinni? It is the indwelling spiritual force of the Lights Among the Highest of the Stars, those being not the ones we see with our eyes, but the ones we know with our mind's eye and with the warm vision of our heart.

And God is Most Benevolent, Wise.

I challenge you to find but one scholar, one muhaddith, one mufti, one shaykh whose words are like any of these, one verse like unto these anywhere across the whole of the internet, in YouTube videos, or anywhere, in anything...

LOL

Attend now, to the incantations of the Djinniya (female Genies), as they rise before you, to dance and to sing - and bow you all to the Most High, the Lord God of All, Father of the Universe, Eyes of the Glossy Night, the Bestower, the Beneficent, the Munificent, and the King. Solomon is not arrayed in all his glory as even a small bee before the Lord God, the Almighty.

Brass Tacks

I don't know - who knows where that expression really originated.

Same as no one really knows who actually created the original Equestrian Statue Of Marcus Aurelius (circa AD 170). Okay if I advanced the statement that it was made by a Chinese bronze caster, it would be the first time in recent history such a thing was said.

Ah, nevertheless, though...

Anyway, let us move on to our current business. That of deciding what to designate as our wishes - presuming these beings are going to give us any, or at least, the notorious 'three' that they keep allowing all the stories to say.

Vignale built the body by private commission,
supported by the great Ford Motor Corporation,
and the marketing people cleverly
pictured the thing often before
the Equestrian Statue Of Marcus Aurelius
in Rome.

It does not befall us, however, to participate in this injudicious nonsense of getting stuck with some 'lesson' that we simply 'have' to learn. We don't wish to learn any lessons!

We just want a straightforward, no-nonsense, granting of some wishes.

That having been said though, we can most certainly give great consideration to the whole human context, and accept that it is not wise to go around showing off to the rest of the people everywhere around the place, who do not have this facility.

We will certainly arrive at much trouble if it generally became known that we 'got stuff' that the rest never got, or even were not even able to get.

So yes we must give great consideration to what it is that we are asking for.

Meanwhile, as you consider, let us turn to the matter of this famous 'King Solomon' about whom, the Jews never properly say what a certain phrase is, in there, in their Talmud explanation of Ecclesiastes 2:8 (Book of Kohelet).

They say, oh he was 'accumulating silver and gold and treasures of kings, male and female singers, and the pleasures of people.'

Errrr. That's not really right. He 'accumulated treasures and silver and gold and stuff, yep, but also - mistresses of delights; from the Sheddim.'

Well, you know, see, they tell you about the anakim, nephilim, and the elohim.

But now who are these 'Sheddim?'

I will tell you.

And from this you will profit much.

Sheddim are the Djinn, aka Genies. The Genie people.

And where do they usually live?

We can consult the works of ibn Battuta, the Arabic traveler and scholar of the 14th century. He relates that there are 'sky palaces,' and 'islands floating in the sky above the clouds of China' in which the Djinn reside.

Wonder what he could be talking about, eh?

Do you wonder?

I do not wonder.

And neither should you.

But merely rest your worries over whether such beings exist, and now that you know they most certainly do (for who doubts Solomon, and all that is written about him??!), turn your thoughts to what to seek of them, for great is their power, and deep is their knowledge, and beneficent are they (of the Djinn) who will consult with you on friendly terms, B'ism-i-azm, al-El. (Which is the right way to say it; there is no such correct Arabic as 'Bismillah.')

Light your flame in your lonely tent in the desert sands, late in the evening, consulting the stars above, and observing in what houses of the moon is Jupiter, and where in the vault of heaven lies Sirius, perform only two rakats (of the prescribed movements of the Pharaoh Suleiman Malek - aka Amenemhat III - which are memorialized upon the pyramidion called after his name), and by-and-by the Djinn appointed to consult with you shall appear, and ask of you what your wish is. Say to this Djinn 'naught is my wish other than my daily bread and the friendship of the wise always.' And the Djinn shall thereupon bring to you a scroll upon which is a mysterious writing.

Each time the eye of your mind sees but a single letter written upon this scroll, some great boon shall fall unto you the very next day. And no danger shall touch your living soul. And your knowledge shall increase and to your accumulation of health and silver and gold and treasures of kings all shall be added, as one thing on top of the other, daily forever, like the sands in the desert build their own mountains by the breath of the wind, over which the camel caravans must plow, in order to reach the other side for the purposes of the caravan-masters' trade. And God is Most Merciful, Wise.

And it shall be unto you, enough.

One Wish Used...

So, we have to be serious here. This is a serious subject.

Still, there is always time for a joke or two.

Who was it that does the 'blinking' again...?

This pic is new - was posted
today on her Twitter account.
Tao, people will think you are
colluding. What say you though?
LOL
Come on. Be honest.
Didn't expect this, did you?
(Thanks heaps, JES).

LOL

...When y'all wake up to the stark reality of what is going on here, maybe we'll get somewhere.

I already know there are a couple of people here getting very very frightened as to whether we are 'good' or 'bad.' Well, we are a little naughty.

Can't help that.

What is the truth then, about Genies? Where does the idea originate from?

The thing is there since well before the Arabic narratives, since well prior to Islam. Folklore among many different peoples contains stories of King Solomon, and frankly, I think so does standard Egyptian history except it is couched there in quite modern terms that stem from translators of hieroglyphs - and the Solomonic narratives deal with the subject of some extra special kind of 'help' Solomon was receiving.

All of the narratives are stories with a moral. And this, in my own view, does not mean that actual Genies are actually always and only in the business of 'teaching humans a lesson!' ...Which is, namely, not any kind of super fun lesson, necessarily.

I personally think the reason of the 'moral outcome' part of these accounts of the mysterious race of the Djinn people, is that the writers have no knowledge of actually how to really make contact with them. But still, they know about them; they have heard other stories, legends.

One great hadith (this is a real one) from Maulana Zakariyya Kandhlavi, relates the story of a woodcutter who purposed to go cut down a certain tree that villagers were worshiping as an idol. And, he was met on the way by the Shaytan in the form of an old man, who challenged him to wrestle, and if he the old man won, the woodcutter was to agree not to cut down the tree. Twice he wrestled and he bested Shaytan (who is, of course, a Djinn according to Islamic teachings). But after that, the old man said to him, if he agreed not to cut down the tree, he would be given three gold coins under his pillow each night. The woodcutter agreed to this, and indeed received three gold coins on the first two nights, but on the third, he received nothing - and so he marched out next morning to chop down the tree. Once again, the old man intercepted him, challenged him to wrestle and this time, he defeated the woodcutter, upon which conclusion the woodcutter inquired how he was able to win the match.

And the Shaytan said: 'You were able to defeat me the first two times, because your intentions were pure, whereas, on the third occasion, you were going out to cut down the tree out of desire for gold.'

Anyway I tell this story as a way of suggesting that the 'stories-with-a-moral' are also intrinsically valuable.

But we must deal here, with the underlying truth of the Genies.

In the Bible, there are two types of titles given, to certain stories which relate to the Genie people: there is the King of Persia, and the Prince of Persia; there is the King of Tyre, and the Prince of Tyre.

The hadiths of 
Abu Huraira, 'father of the cats.'

Whereas the 'Prince' is clearly described as a man, the 'King' is 'not a human.'

Now I am going to say to you without proof or evidence, but nevertheless it is true, that 'Tyre and Sidon' is Atlantis.

And, according to Plato (that fellow, who even is he!), the people of Atlantis were the children of Poseidon and Poseidon is not a human being, whereas the people of Atlantis were.

Once again, the stories line up.

'Genies' are also conflated in much later accounts, with the Chinese peoples, and it is possibly from these, that much of the visual symbology derives - and also several of the characteristics about diligence and attitude. I fear frankly, that the word 'Djinn' itself, is simply an Arabic neologism for the widespread name of the Oriental/Asiatic people used by the Persian traders at that time.

There is no such word 'Djinn' nor even anything phonemically close to it, for instance, in the Old Testament, but which certainly did have accounts of the unusual powers given to Solomon, from some 'spirit agency -,' not even 'spirit' but actual 'otherworldly beings.'

Strictly speaking, 'Genies' are angelic people, 'beings' we say but they are just 'people' but who have a special relationship to 'electrical' things, or 'electronic' things, 'fields' and so on.

Satan - 'Shaytan' as the Islamic world calls him - is accurately depicted as from the order of created beings called the Djinn.

Authentically fabricated a-hadith
of al-Johari ibn Wada'ullah.
'Father of the Elephants.'
By the way 'Aliphan' is the name
of one prominent (and good) Genie
in Arabic writings.

So in fact, in this the Old Testament is in alignment with Islamic narratives, namely that the 'King of Persia' (otherwise also known as Satan himself in the Christian more or less 'occult' explanations), is a Genie.

This particular Genie was powerful enough to delay the visitation of a major, or even, the major Divine commander, as it were. (Think Star Wars here, it will make much more sense).

So, in our follow-up articles, we must deal with the matter of 'gaining boons (god don't you love the ornate Orientalist language!) - the so-called 'three wishes.' And we must be able to step our way through the deceptions of the Shaytan, since he too, is of the Order of the Djinn!