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A rough draft of the spiritual autobiography of Joseph B Wilson. The history that lead to Toteg Tribe.
Copyright 2003 by Joseph B Wilson
Apparently the pictures we had exchanged did not convey our likeness very well! Although they
were already at the airport when I got off the plane at Los Angeles International in the middle of the
night we wandered the terminal for hours looking for each other, and passing each other at least
three times. We finally connected and they drove me to their home in Culver City.
Bill and Helen were both older than me, Bill by 15 years and Helen by 10. He was a clerk with a
trucking company and she was a housewife. At that time they had the two children they were going
to have, Butch about seven years old and Fawn under one year. We liked each other immediately
and got little sleep the first few days I was there because we were constantly talking.
They had a long standing interest in occult matters and although they did not seem to be as well
read as I was in some areas they were more knowledgeable in others. They told me of their
experiences with the Ouija board and their interpretation that Aphrodite and Pan wanted them to
reestablish their worship. They introduced me to some of their friends, and took me to what they
called a "coven" meeting conducted by one of their female friends. It was very ceremonial, and
foreign to anything I had experienced before. I recognized it's primary elements as modifications
and adaptations from A.E. Waite's Book of Ceremonial Magic.
One thing we agreed upon was that we would like to have a community of neighbors who were
involved in similar spiritual practices. Bill was dissatisfied with his job and they both told me that
after I was settled in Topeka they would be interested in moving there. I agreed to help them do so.
They both claimed to be knowledgeable of sex magic. I told them about my initiation and teaching
by Barbara. Helen suggested we practice together. Bill nodded his approval, so Helen and I
retired to a bedroom. It was unsatisfactory, since I discovered that her interpretation of sex magic
was derived from reading and misunderstanding some of Aleister Crowley's books, not from
personal instruction.
The next day when Bill was at work we decided to try again, but that session pleasantly
deteriorated to purely physical pleasure. That night after Bill got home we talked about it for some
time. I explained the difficulties of maintaining mental concentration on the intended magical result,
and suggested that if we were to do that again we must have a clear goal shared between both
partners in mind.
Bill suggested we just attempt to get a manifestation of Pan and Aphrodite to come. We agreed
upon that as a goal. I told them that I had smuggled an ounce of marijuana back from Thailand with
me, and told them of my experiences while meditating under its influence. Neither of them had
tried it before and said they wanted to do so as a part of the next experiment. So we smoked
some marijuana then went into the bedroom.
Bill made some purification prayers, then read Crowley's Invocation to Pan and another similar
poem that he had written to Aphrodite as Helen and I removed our clothes. This time she and I felt
our consciousnesses flood with the aspects of divinity that we were calling. I guess we had a kind
of channeling. Later Bill told me that he asked Pan and Aphrodite questions and that they had
given him answers, although my trance was deep enough so that I don't remember that happening.
I don't particularly care for experiences where I can't remember what they were.
On January 2nd, 1968 I took the letters and other papers that Bill had accumulated regarding The
Waxing Moon and caught a flight to Lansing, Michigan where I was met by my father and reunited
with Daisy and the children. I spent a couple of weeks there getting reacquainted with the family.
Daisy asked me bluntly about Som and Helen and I told her the truth. She said she didn't like it, but
guessed it was only fair. During this time my brother traded me a dose of LSD in exchange for
what was left of my marijuana. Since I had read that people using LSD frequently had out-of-body
experiences I wanted to try it in an attempt to consciously project my astral body and do other
magical things. The experiment was a disappointment.
Shortly thereafter we moved to Topeka where we rented a two-bedroom house located about two
miles from the Air Force base. I was assigned to the 1370th Photo Mapping Wing's
Organizational Maintenance Squadron. During this time the mission of the Wing (later to become
the First Cartographic and Geodetic Service) was to map the world. They did this by flying over
every area in the free world and taking aerial color photographs which were then pieced together.
The unclassified maps were released to the public. The color in the photographs could be
interpreted as to mineral content and sources; and I'm certain that they were used for other
espionage purposes as well, so much of the mission remains classified to this day.
