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Magical ideas that looked good on paper, but in practice...

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03:12 / 22.12.02

I had a biology exam once. I suck at science courses. I spent hours the day before studying. But on the day itself I decided to try some magic as back-up. So on the 30 minute drive to school I decided to do a glamour, and I tried to visualise myself as a Biology teacher from out of state driving to the campus to meet with an old colleague (my teacher) and try out one of his exams, to see if it was too hard for students.

So on the ride up I "invented" Prof. Edward Appleby (which I later remembered was a name from the film "Rushmore").

For 30 minutes I tried to re-create myself as this guy by saying his thoughts out loud. I even tried to change my facial expressions and my usual manner of walking (good thing I didn't bump into any of my friends on the way to class).

I really fleshed this guy out: His family, his childhood, favorite foods (he loved pizza) he had a passion for spy novels, had a crush on a female professor back at his college, the works. I even changed my voice. By the time I got to class I really felt like this guy.

Alas, I flunked the exam anyway. So I banished Appleby.

Remember that "Calvin & Hobbes" comic where Calvin dresses up as Stupendous Man to pass a quiz but flunks anyway? Kinda like this.

19:32 / 22.12.02

Interesting. It might be you actually didn't work too much on Prof. Appleby's own memoires about passing exams elegantly and successfully. Also, most of well known geniuses were not necessarily bright at school, in fact, they hardly were until they came with their thesis, after exams and stuff. And thinking of Appleby falling in love with a professor, well, that tells pretty well what he was doing during class.

You know, most professionals in medicine would not pass a single serious exam outside their specialty in less than two years following graduation, and I suppose this extends to most fields.

Nietzsch E. Coyote

22:38 / 22.12.02

You should have invented a grad student who marks and trys-out exams on a regular basis.

05:32 / 23.12.02

Or even a current student who took the time to study the material in detail and depth. Hm. Then again, if you're going to go through all that trouble...

Less searchable M0rd4nt

10:42 / 23.12.02

Invoking an air elemental in my bedroom to help me pass my GCSE Chemistry exam. Not that it didn't work, just that air elementals like to break stuff.

The Photographer in Blowup

10:52 / 23.12.02

Or you could have studied harder; that usually works

Didn't anyone tell you? Magick and science together never work.

Less searchable M0rd4nt

11:21 / 23.12.02

Or you could have studied harder; that usually works

Well, I was only fifteen at the time, still at the stage where you imagine that magick is the easy way to acheive things *rueful laugh*

Didn't anyone tell you? Magick and science together never work.

Apart from that one time, they've worked just fine for me.

17:15 / 29.12.02

Ok. Last year I decided my life was boring so I did this ritual to bring Fire into it. I used two sets of Tarot Cards. My personal servant (a wooden dummy), some incesnce and two pieces of music: Dnacing in the dark by Bruce Springsteen, and "Danza ritual del fuego" by Manuel de Falla.

I thought well I need the saprk right back in my life, nothing can go wrong, right? RIGHT? Wrong... very wrong. I got a job, went back to school to study Literature, and everything seemd ok. Then got a new girlfriend, then another one, had to choose between them, my best friend betrayed me for the one that I chose,everyday I slept for about two hours, dropped out of school (again), quit my job, broke up with my lady, got another job, got fired (Heh, pardon the pun), almost commit suicide three times, got back with my girlfriend, and broke up again, got another job, got hitted on by two coworkers one male one female, I resigned to get another job. Got back (again) with her just to fight, scream and hate each other, by the way I threatened to kill her first born on deceber 21, 2012, and she to send me right to hell (after all she claims she was once the bride of the morningstar and know was the concubine of Michael, so...).

I know what went wrong. In that same week I made two more rituals one to chatise the wolrd and the other to pas the threshold of DEATH, the three became one and there I was in the middle of chaos.

Now Im planniing in doing a ritual to improve to gargantuan proportion my sex life ^_^ Any suggestions? Hell I already started with my mantra "Im sexy as Brad Pitt". If GM can be cool as Bruce Lee, well...

As you can see I love bad ideas.

The Tower Always Falls

04:27 / 30.12.02

Topic abstract...

Anyhow, it wasn't a bad idea- but the method sure was. There's always supposed to be that "down-time" after a ritual or charging a sigil. Some people do the dishes, see a cheesy movie, etc. Basically something steeped in the material world to help flush out the magickal afterglow and get that lust for result and everything out of your head. Well, I wondered if I could somehow turn these mundane tasks into a ritual itself to acheive the needed gnosis and all that... I remembered Tom Robbins' "Skinny Legs and All" where a character took a Zen-like joy in doing the dishes. So i tried to turn dish-washing into a meditation.

Kind of worked. Except I made the mistake of using some pot to help me transition into a trance state more easily while getting my hands soapy. I had the sigil taped up in front of me above the sink and some lit candles to the sides to pay lip service to a vaugue ritual. So music is playing, I'm REALLY getting into doing the dishes, etc. When my cat picks just that moment to leap onto my leg and sink his claws into my thigh to show me how much he cares. I shriek and kick him off, which he takes the hint and runs to the opposite side of the room to just stare at me. And then I see his head turn veeeery slowly towards my sigil... which is now on fire thanks to my flailing knocking over one of the candles. The wall starts peeling and I'm beating the sigil with a wet sponge and getting soap and water all over me and the wall.

Good news, it worked. Bad news, I have a giant soot stain on my wall now...