Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

I drew the sigil over my morning coffee to mark off the day as complete, then reminded myself from any further intentional recall, drawing, or envisioning of the sigil. As a result, I had a Tuesday much like any other Tuesday before the challenge started. It promptly went to shit.

So about that reminder not to over fire the sigil… It was either surround myself with “good cheer” at work or snap at the wrong person at the wrong time. This week is an important one at my workplace, with all sorts of showing off, displays of human kindness, and that sickening carnival atmosphere that…

I slept. By God, I slept. When I finally woke, it was out of desperation and panic. I was strangely afraid that I was out of coffee and felt a sudden urge to get out of bed to go make some. The light was a bit off in the room, but I expected that as I…

Ah, Saturday! No alarm clocks to get in the way. No need to leave by a certain hour. Just me, my bed, and the dream of sleeping in while a two foot tall glowing sigil floats in front of my face. I was lucid, and knew I was dreaming. The room was perfectly presented in…

I had personally committed to participating in the June 2018 Do Magick when it was first announced, and made a wee public commitment late last month. And then went radio silent about it immediately after. I am already entangled in some shenanigans that will limit the scope of what I can do for the challenge.…