Showing posts with label magick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magick. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Blog Recommendation: "Witchcraft is not Safe"

 "Witchcraft is also not glamorous and sanitized, it’s pissing into bottles full of nails and glass and accidentally getting some on your fingers; it’s blood and bone, it’s using things you’ve come across (or that have come across you); it’s making deals with things you’d damn well better keep an eye on and have a backup plan for; it’s often the mother of cuts and scrapes earned during pitch black hikes with entheogens pumping through your system; it’s not mass-produced and packaged for convenience."


http://seohelrune.net/witchcraft-not-safe/


This entry is my first introduction to this blog, which I now plan to dig into.  It was a powerful, evocative piece that reminded me of my high school and college years - sometimes you run into shit that doesn't fit into a neat and tidy concept, that doesn't just go away because you yell "get out", that has more solidity in this reality than what the "sane" witches believe is possible.  And when that happens you need to know how the fuck to deal with it on the fly, or you need to retreat to your fucking candle baths and leave the real witchcraft to the rest of us.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Some fun watching and reading for a lazy Sunday





The Secret of the Ouija Board
IN 1891, THE first ads started appearing in papers: "Ouija, the Wonderful Talking Board," boomed a Pittsburgh toy and novelty shop, describing a magical device that answered questions "about the past, present, and future with marvelous accuracy" and promised "never-failing amusement and recreation for all the classes," a link "between the known and unknown, the material and immaterial." Another ad declared it "interesting and mysterious" and testified, "as Proven at Patent Office before it was allowed. Price, $1.50."

Sunday, August 14, 2011

A bit of philosophy

Magick isn't about necessarily getting grandiose riches and results.  It's that when shit hits the fan, you land on your feet and get the least shit on you out of everyone involved.