I thought I would switch focus this week and go back to a thread that I had begun a while back in which I discuss my thoughts about magic. Specifically, magic from my point of view. I am sure that I will offend all sorts of other people, but then, that is what makes magic so much fun! Magic, in general, is a very personal thing, despite what mass produced occult literature might have you believe. If you have read much of what I write (I know there must be about two of you), you will understand that I am disinclined to believe you can simply open up the latest paperback occult tome, light a candle, chant some pithy poem and then expect fortune to smile down upon you and drop your Amazon wish list at your front door courtesy of this new super-hot FedEx guy/girl who asks you out on a dinner date (though, in my imagination, I get the guy AND the girl). Nevertheless, I wholly endorse a magical path through life, difficult as it may be, because I believe it makes you, not necessarily a better person, but certainly a deeper, more thoughtful, and focused one. To that end, I thought I would present some additional thoughts on magical practice with our guide, Mr. Dean R. Koontz who happened to provide some interesting quotes from his latest novel, Ashley Bell, which was the genesis for this post.
I thought I would switch focus this week and go back to a thread that I had begun a while back in which I discuss my thoughts about magic. Specifically, magic from my point of view. I am sure that I will offend all sorts of other people, but then, that is what makes magic so much fun! Magic, in general, is a very personal thing, despite what mass produced occult literature might have you believe. If you have read much of what I write (I know there must be about two of you), you will understand that I am disinclined to believe you can simply open up the latest paperback occult tome, light a candle, chant some pithy poem and then expect fortune to smile down upon you and drop your Amazon wish list at your front door courtesy of this new super-hot FedEx guy/girl who asks you out on a dinner date (though, in my imagination, I get the guy AND the girl). Nevertheless, I wholly endorse a magical path through life, difficult as it may be, because I believe it makes you, not necessarily a better person, but certainly a deeper, more thoughtful, and focused one. To that end, I thought I would present some additional thoughts on magical practice with our guide, Mr. Dean R. Koontz who happened to provide some interesting quotes from his latest novel, Ashley Bell, which was the genesis for this post.
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She walked along the path a little further, noting the richness of the sounds around her. They did not necessarily always grace her ears musically, as there were dissonant chords embedded, but the layers were pleasing. As she rounded the corner, she felt a disquiet mounting like a shadow slowly consuming a room. Ahead were forks in the footpath. As she gazed forward, there was no view to be had as to where either led, for both were concealed behind the fullness of the wood. She was struck suddenly by a realization. She had begun along a familiar course, but somewhere along the way, unbeknownst to her, she had become lost. The fullness of her will and intellect brought down upon this circumstance did nothing to alleviate the fear growing within her. There were no guiding stones upon either way forward, nor could she be sure that retracing her steps would bring her to familiar ground. This was the most uncomfortable intuition of all. In fact, she was certain that, somehow, that which she once knew to be true, wasn’t. She was not even able to easily pierce the growing dread that began permeating every inch of her spirit. The dissonant chords began to overtake the melodious; the darkening wood seemed to be a reflection of her internal state. She knelt and let the shadows have her.
"For a long time, I was afraid to be who I am because I was taught by my parents that there’s something wrong with someone like me. Something offensive, something you would avoid, maybe even pity. Something that you could never love." - Nomi from Sense8 “The real violence, the violence I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.” – Nomi from Sense8 I think about these lines. I think about them a lot. The fact that the second quote is spoken by a transgendered person while relating a small piece of her history to another who is struggling with his own demons just goes to show that it applies generally. I naturally apply it to myself and my own situation as a transgendered female. Hell, I just struggle with the idea of carrying that label. In a previous post, I believe I have explained why I dislike that particular label. Trans, as a prefix, implies a movement across something. In the case of a transgendered individual, we do not identify with our biological gender, so we move (trans) from the incorrect biological gender to the correct biological gender. Once you have completed that very difficult journey, you are no longer trans-anything. You are what is at the conclusion of your journey. Thus, when my journey is finished I will not be a transgendered female, I will simply be a female. That being said, this journey creates a lot of scars that aren’t always visible on the surface.
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Lasciel AnnwynnI am one of those. Yes, that kind. I poke around in the corners and lesser explored paths of life looking for it's mysteries. There is so much magic in the world when you open your perception to it. Look with eyes of wonder. Archives
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