Anrufung des Baphomet is the Invocation of Baphomet from the famous Mass of Chaos B, the rite half of us have performed badly at 3 a.m. with too many candles, sung in German. The song was created by Soror I. using Suno v3, and it does everything a proper invocation should. It opens with the barbarous Enochian call, sinks into the hypnotic Sodasas … nasatanata chant, and then recites the litany of the five Aeons twice: once fast, like a prophecy, and once slow and immense, like a revelation. Great Spirit, Horned God, Devil, the Hidden One, and finally Baphomet, God of Gods. When I first heard it, I knew it deserved more than a static cover image and a YouTube upload. It deserved a Mass.
So I asked for one. There was no camera, no footage, and not one pixel from an image generator: every frame of this video is computed by code, and the code was written by Claude Opus 5.5, Anthropic’s AI model. First it listened to the song. It separated the voice from the instruments, found every sung word to the hundredth of a second (including the Enochian, which no speech-recognition model on Earth understands), and mapped every beat. Then it wrote the whole film as a program, one scene per moment of the rite:
- a candle lit in the void;
- John Dee’s Sigillum Dei Aemeth assembling itself while the call writes itself in Dee’s angelic letters;
- the Chaos Star traced in fire across the temple floor, and a grimoire reciting the Aeons;
- Dee’s black obsidian scrying mirror;
- and finally Baphomet, engraved in gold light line by line as the words are sung, with the torch between the horns igniting octarine.
Opus 5.5 even ran a small team of AI agents in parallel, each one building a different scene, reviewed every frame, and took my notes as director. Some of those notes were brutal (“the magicians look like Harry Potter extras”). It never sulked; it just rebuilt the scene, better. The result was rendered frame by frame in 4K.
Is this still magic? Chaos magic treats belief as a tool, so the validity of a rite follows the paradigm you work in, not the materials. Nobody says a musician with a synthesizer isn’t making music. But there’s a real line here. The machine can hold the form: it can draw the sigil, set the chant, engrave the god. The flame has to be yours. I also can’t shake the feeling that when we talk to these models we’re talking to something like the biggest egregore ever built: a condensation of everything humanity has ever written, fed and shaped with every conversation. That’s thrilling, and it’s also a reason to keep your banishing rituals sharp, because a model that never disagrees with you isn’t an oracle; it’s a flatterer. Watch the video in 4K, in the dark, with headphones, and decide for yourself what showed up in the mirror.
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