Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

  • Idling: Vain Worry

    I sometimes wonder if my mishmash of magick styles is self-defeating. I bounce between base elemental, theurgy, thaumaturgy, ceremonial, chaos, planetary, and my own bastard spice. I’ve assumed godheads, and yet am the thrall of a god. Quite the contradiction, it appears. Yet it works for me. I suppose, in the end, that’s what matters.…

  • Dream: Breaking The Bindrune

    Laid down for an afternoon nap. The past couple nights have not been kind to me, and I needed a quick recharge. I laid down in my bed, alone in the house. The sound suddenly shifts around me, the air becomes cooler, and I get the sense I am not alone. I reach out and…

  • Fixing Things: This Place Be Jumping!

    Did some digging and found how to post “summaries” to the main page. So those occasional long posts (read: 95%) will have a few paragraphs to allow you, dear reader, to determine if clicking through to another two thousand word monstrosity is worthwhile. I’ll be going back through the (thankfully) short archives and adding the…

  • Idling: On Love, Relationships, & Chains

    I didn’t mean to start anything. It wasn’t my intention! At least the bartender knows I wasn’t instigating. I almost started a fight at the bar, and all I did to provoke it, was leave! All done for the night, buzz come and gone, I said my goodbye’s to my tablemates and made for the…

  • Idling: Thoughts on my Lover

    Such soft hands. Another feature no mocker has ever faked. Hair as delicate and delightful as flame in the wind. He has his mother’s eyes, brightly green and vibrant. His mother’s love has marked his scent, of delicate flowers and honey. Tall and thin, yet solidly built. I’m afraid to embrace his frame, from fear…

  • Dream: Green

    I had just woken up from an overly dramatic dream. Despite the detail, I considered it to be of no import, and made getting coffee my number one objective. Coffee acquired, I sat down at the long kitchen table, propped up my slippered feet, and nodded a good morning to my dear beloved roommate as…

  • Dream: Just Another Face

    I was in the dverg’s chamber again. It is really a chamber he had made for me, a gift of sorts. He had first brought me here when he taught me a healing sleep during a migraine. He calls it my chamber, I call it his chamber. Laying on the dirt bed, I was shivering…

  • Dream: Whose Leash?

    Been sitting on this all day. A long day to wait. A short writeup to hammer out. A good beer to assuage my self with. As the dream starts, I have everything under control. Every. Thing. My job, my coworkers, my family, my peers, my servitors, the spirits that speak to me in dreams, everything.…

  • Test Post: Pictures

    Don’t mind this post. I’m playing around with Picasa and embedded pictures. And answering a friend’s question: “What does this snake ring look like?” Any further questions?

  • Dream: Lions, oh my!

    The neighborhood dogs are making quite the racket this morning. Whatever is in the street, they are not too happy about. Alerting to an intruder, I better at least look out the window to see what they are protesting today. Why, look. There are a pair of lionesses in the street. Wait, what? “Mom! MOM!…

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