Your story is your operating system; Hack the code.
Narrative Alchemy is the practice of treating stories as spiritual technology—seeing inherited scripts clearly, releasing what isn't yours, and consciously authoring new myths to live by.
It's where Jung meets chaos magic, where the imaginal becomes operational, and where inner transformation reshapes outer reality.
I build games, practices, and frameworks that make this work tangible. Magus Eternal is one of those tools—a tarot RPG designed as a container for threshold crossing. The Narrative Codex is another—a living archive of techniques, lore, and experiments.
This isn't coaching or therapy. It's spiritual technology for people ready to hack their own operating system.
The Soulcruzer podcast…narrative alchemy in audio form. Call it an audioblog, call it threshold work, call it confessional mysticism.
One day I’m working through tarot as spiritual technology. The next, I’m exploring Nietzsche’s eternal return as lived practice, chaos magick techniques, or games as containers for transformation. Depth psychology meets the esoteric. Ancient wisdom meets the AI age. Theory becomes practice.
This is what narrative alchemy sounds like from the inside: raw, real, unpolished. Experiments in treating stories as code and consciousness as hackable.
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In this episode, I explore journaling as narrative alchemy, revealing how ancient alchemical stages map onto a powerful writing practice.
Here’s the original article: Journaling as Narrative Alchemy: Writing Your Way Into a New Self
Man and His Symbols is an accessible gateway into Jungian depth work. This illustrated exploration of archetypes and symbols reveals how transformation happens in the imaginal realm, below conscious awareness.
Hillman's "acorn theory" illuminates the path to Authentic Purpose. His poetic yet rigorous approach gives language to the daimonic self and the ineffable aspects of personal mythology.
Mary K. Greer's seminal workbook transforms tarot from divination tool into technology for self-knowledge and narrative sovereignty. Packed with exercises that treat the cards as doorways to the imaginal realm, this is required reading for practitioners ready to use archetypal imagery as active imagination practice.
Johnson demystifies Jung's most powerful technique with step-by-step guidance for engaging the imaginal realm directly. This slim volume transforms abstract theory into actionable practice—essential for practitioners ready to move beyond conceptual understanding.
The clearest introduction to chaos magic as pragmatic practice. Strips away dogma to reveal the core mechanics of belief as a tool. Perfectly bridges the gap between depth psychology and results-orientated transformation work.
While the hero's journey has been overused, Campbell's original text remains vital for understanding narrative structure as psycho-spiritual map. Read it to learn the pattern, then transcend it.
This groundbreaking work bridges the mystical and scientific, revealing how tarot actually works through the lens of neuroscience and cognitive psychology. Essential reading for practitioners who want to understand the neurological mechanisms behind symbol work, pattern recognition, and the imaginal realm's interface with the predictive brain.
[Sigil] Guardian daemon of thresholds and transformation. Works whether you see it as archetypal force or powerful metaphor. → Explore the sigil
We’ve inherited a story of success that looks a lot like farming. Put your head down. Work the land. Plant the seeds of skill and discipline. Grind away for years. Guard your harvest. Repeat. It’s the agricultural model of achievement: steady, linear, and long-term. And it has value. Persistence matters....
This week has been about laying scaffolding around a vision, the kind of quiet construction that doesn’t always look dramatic from the outside but changes everything on the inside. I’ve been shaping Soulcruzer into something more than a blog, more than a collection of scattered essays and passing thoughts. What...
The chessboard is the world; the pieces are the phenomena of the universe; the rules of the game are what we call the laws of Nature. The player on the other side is hidden from us. We know that his play is always fair and patient. But also we know,...
I discover hope’s source code on a Thursday morning, staring at my coffee cup like it holds the secrets of the universe. Which, in a way, it does. The revelation arrives not as lightning but as slow recognition. My mind has been running hope protocols all along, background processes I...
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The Alley of Consensus The concrete stretches endlessly in every direction, a monotonous expanse of gray that swallows the horizon. Buildings tower above me like tombstones, their surfaces scarred with identical posters that scream in bold red letters: TRUTH. ORDER. OBEY. The words repeat in perfect rows, layer upon layer,...
“When you lose small mind, you free your life.” That lyric cuts right into the marrow of things. It’s a perfect koan dressed up in nu-metal clothing. Small mind is that cramped, anxious, grasping perspective we get locked into when we’re running on habit, fear, and borrowed life scripts. It’s...
Solo camping near Hay-on-Wye Day One (1) The Arrival The tent stakes bite into the soft earth beside the Wye, and I realise how long it’s been since I’ve heard this particular silence, the kind that comes when you strip away everything except what fits in a rucksack. No folding...
Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it. – Mary Oliver Mary Oliver, the quiet bard of the marshlands, slipping truths between cattails and crow calls. Her words aren’t just a poetic mantra; they’re a distilled philosophy, a three-beat rhythm for soul-led living. Pay attention. Be...
A Mythic Invitation for the One Who’s Ready to Remember Somewhere between the rituals we forgot and the algorithms we obey, a quiet knowing stirs in your chest. It speaks in the voice of ancient rivers and half-remembered dreams. It murmurs while you scroll. It calls when you walk alone....
In every old tale worth retelling, there comes a moment when the hero finds themself circling the same path—through dark woods, across barren fields, inside a maze of mirrors. No dragon, no villain, just the echo of their own footsteps retracing the same worn groove. It’s the moment before the...
A Friday Dispatch from the Edge of Becoming “If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.”— The Gospel of Thomas, Saying 70 Some lines...
I pulled a card from the Osho Zen deck for my evening ritual. What came to the surface was Adventure. A small child, back to the viewer, stepping into a forest glowing with radiant rainbow light. The path ahead illuminated not by certainty, but by wonder. And in that moment,...
“Even this journaling is habitual…”“Are these loops who I am?”“How do you break out?” This morning, while the coffee was still ritual-warm in my hand and the fog of sleep hadn’t yet burned off, a familiar thought spiral spun up: Am I actually moving forward… or just rehearsing the illusion...
A poet walks into a Parisian café carrying scissors and a stack of yesterday’s newspapers. He slices through headlines, obituaries, war reports, and weather blurbs, scattering words like tarot cards across the table. He isn’t interested in what was written but in what could be—what hidden messages lie in the shuffled fragments...
Take a Look Around https://youtu.be/o3UHMV3jrZk?si=D51rRvCqONyh8U6W Scene One: A Cultural Snapshot in Sonic Form The year is 2000. Nu metal is in full bloom. TRL dominates after-school hours. Everything feels like it’s accelerating—dot-coms rising, falling, and rising again, paranoia creeping in under the surface of Y2K’s afterglow. Enter Take a Look...
Where the Mind Ends and the World Begins: Thinking Like a Spider There’s an old tale told among the Ashanti of West Africa about Anansi, the trickster spider-god who brought stories to the world. He wasn’t just a weaver of webs but of narratives, connections, understanding. Anansi knew what modern...
Following the thread of this article, I’m curious to explore some ideas about what we would need to do to change our thinking about writing. What would our thinking have to change to? In reply to On the Virtues of Hypertext, or the Unexpected Pleasures of Surfing the Web |...
