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In one month and six days I will turn twenty-four, as fate should see it, and I'd say that time is an inescapable current the flows in only one direction, at only one speed, and everything else comes down to one's perception. I always knew that the age twenty-three held many secrets for me - what I never anticipated was that time would become irrelevant for me, that I would be destroyed and reborn again, and that I would be sitting here tonight writing an entry in this journal. I've changed in a thousand unconceivable ways, been forced to, after seeking to - seeking is the first sign and the answer to the call, the act that brings the spirit seeking to you just as you seek it.
From traditional voodoo, houdoo, celtic bardism, the indonesian, hinduism, buddism, Asatru, Draconism, Traditional Folk Magic/Root Work, High Magician, Dark Mage, to an all expansive animistic world-view, my practice as furthered ever deeper into the many mysteries our ancestors left riddled to teach us. From trying to fly to becoming the serpent in the land, I have become whole. There comes a point when faith takes over, where all the knowledge you could ever dream of is made clear that it will never reside within a book. You find yourself giving more, loving more, living more, showing more, being open, being at peace at all times, not just in passing moments. This comes after the overall destruction of who you thought you were, of corse, as you see, you can't get something for nothing, as it is in these days, so too was it in the old.
Admitance to the Otherworld, and the true initiation of the witch, happens when one seeks, is confronted by the otherness, answers honestly and spontaneously any questions, and then is destoried quite painfully only to be reborn again, but that is the pursuit of the witch; to die before dying, the aim of any true practitioner of any true Traditional Witchcraft. This ensure that upon the death of the physical body the soul rejoins with the spirit and is not "recycled" back through what many of the modern witches call "reincarnation". The only way to gain admitance however is to gain favor, and to actually attempt to gain access. It seems MOST people lack the courage it does truly take to step into the true, real, blinding darkness that forbodes such mystery. When they get to the edge and real things start to happen, such as feelings of dread, that uncomfortable buzzing in your stomach, the hair standing up on the back of your neck; that's when everyone wants to turn around. When they are actually getting the attention of the Otherness they were seeking, and yet not what they were expecting. It's sad, but true (at least for the little fluff-bunny-"pagans") that you have to travel the darkness to get to the light, and your not done yet, the LIGHT DESTROYS YOU.
I've advanced, grateful for all I have, at the end of the child cycle of my life, and have progressed through trial and error, through heartache and pain, to be destroyed and reborn a man, fully grown in the "Father" stage of my life. In the last year I was assaulted with violence three seperate times, and the last nearly took my life. I have battled for my life and lived, I have battled myself and survived, and I have chosen my path in life with the Spirits that guide and call me Brother. I can finally say that I am a Man.
I have
From traditional voodoo, houdoo, celtic bardism, the indonesian, hinduism, buddism, Asatru, Draconism, Traditional Folk Magic/Root Work, High Magician, Dark Mage, to an all expansive animistic world-view, my practice as furthered ever deeper into the many mysteries our ancestors left riddled to teach us. From trying to fly to becoming the serpent in the land, I have become whole. There comes a point when faith takes over, where all the knowledge you could ever dream of is made clear that it will never reside within a book. You find yourself giving more, loving more, living more, showing more, being open, being at peace at all times, not just in passing moments. This comes after the overall destruction of who you thought you were, of corse, as you see, you can't get something for nothing, as it is in these days, so too was it in the old.
Admitance to the Otherworld, and the true initiation of the witch, happens when one seeks, is confronted by the otherness, answers honestly and spontaneously any questions, and then is destoried quite painfully only to be reborn again, but that is the pursuit of the witch; to die before dying, the aim of any true practitioner of any true Traditional Witchcraft. This ensure that upon the death of the physical body the soul rejoins with the spirit and is not "recycled" back through what many of the modern witches call "reincarnation". The only way to gain admitance however is to gain favor, and to actually attempt to gain access. It seems MOST people lack the courage it does truly take to step into the true, real, blinding darkness that forbodes such mystery. When they get to the edge and real things start to happen, such as feelings of dread, that uncomfortable buzzing in your stomach, the hair standing up on the back of your neck; that's when everyone wants to turn around. When they are actually getting the attention of the Otherness they were seeking, and yet not what they were expecting. It's sad, but true (at least for the little fluff-bunny-"pagans") that you have to travel the darkness to get to the light, and your not done yet, the LIGHT DESTROYS YOU.
I've advanced, grateful for all I have, at the end of the child cycle of my life, and have progressed through trial and error, through heartache and pain, to be destroyed and reborn a man, fully grown in the "Father" stage of my life. In the last year I was assaulted with violence three seperate times, and the last nearly took my life. I have battled for my life and lived, I have battled myself and survived, and I have chosen my path in life with the Spirits that guide and call me Brother. I can finally say that I am a Man.
I have