Month: May 2013

ensorcelledether:

Perseverence

Having trouble seeing things through to the end? Me too. Here’s a symbol to help with that! It embodies the concept of perseverance, and when used will invoke those energies wherever you call them (your mind, other people, events, plans, etc.)

What is Magic

carpeumbra:

bonesofaphoenix:

carpeumbra:

bonesofaphoenix:

Magic is nothing more than energy raised with Intent- be that intent for a specific purpose, or just a “let’s see how things go”- to do, change, or manipulate something to a desired result; usually the result is obtained through the use of Witchcraft, but neither Witchcraft nor magic are reliant on or require one another. 

There are several different theories on how magic may be raised and used. All of them are correct.

And that is YOUR definition of magic.

For me and others such as Thelemites, when I use the word, I use it how you use witchcraft.

“There are several different theories on how magic may be raised and used. All of them are correct.”

A couple practices using Magic and Witchcraft interchangeably does not change the fact that, at it’s base, outside of these religions and practices, Magic and Witchcraft are separate and different things that may or may not depend on one another or be used in conjunction.

I will modify the post however to include that. Thank you.

The thing is, “at it’s base” is arguable. You are coming from your system and practice and perception of all of this.

For me, at it’s base, they are equivalent. Through and through. To me, your perception of the “base” is wrong, just like your perception of my definitions is that it is “wrong”.

Sorry, couldn’t resist.

IO Dionysus
I called upon the God
the Womanly One
child of Zeus and Semele

I drank from his cup and joined
the maenad train – in the cup I gaind
escape from care
ecstasy in the vine
god’s blessing under which
the sacred and profane became one
and the gods’ wedding party never ended

Our clothes tore off our bodies
we were uncaring, drunken
our mad hunt coursed the hills, unstoppable
we’d tear apart our meat, raw
our feast
with raw hides we adorned
our wild woman maenad bodies
we went beyond all boundaries
desperate to escape the confines
the expectations of others
the strictures of class bigotry convention
too much to bear
drink the wine and goodbye to care

Until all our former selves
were washed and danced away
we collapsed into the arms of God
when we awakened reborn
former lives cast away, refuse
wake us back to sobriety
Twice-born, we will give thanks
we’ll tell our stories again and again
of running with maenads
and the gift of the gods
we’ll testify
to the gift of the Womanly One
Dionysus.

Bella Kinney Kaldera (as published in Hermaphrodeities: The Transgender Spirituality Workbook)

“On a planet that increasingly resembles one huge Maximum Security prison, the only intelligent choice is to plan a jail break.”
—Robert Anton Wilson