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How does it work? Hypersigil-ish?
Jeeze, I dunno. It just does. I'm wary of the word "hypersigil" because... it sort of doesn't mean anything. You know?
I started doing this about 3 1/2 years ago, mostly for little stuff, personality overhauling, that kind of thing. I was getting some okay results (getting better jobs and things like that) but I kind of stopped when I began travelling.
My biggest project is a book consecrated for major personal change and magical advancement. I started it about 3 years ago.
This thing is fairly wild, sort of a quest item. It looks totally innocuous, just this girly excercise book, until you open it up... See, I was consecrating it with a short mirror-written passage outlining the kind of changes I was after (revelation, advancement, knowledge, power) and being at that time a bit of a twinkie, I was planning on binding it to me with ash from a sigil and a bit of saliva. But the magic had other ideas and I'd no sooner finished the mirror-writing than I had one of my most spectacular nosebleeds evah, all over the title page.
Anyway I was duly filling this thing up with scraps of narrative, random thoughts, dreams, notes, metaphors, ect., when I moved country.
And I lost it.
Now, this is around the time, I'm pretty sure, that someone decided I was getting a bit too big for their boots and slapped a binding on me. Funny thing: it wasn't two weeks after my New Year's uncrossing spell that the book mysteriously re-appeared amidst some unrelated papers.
So since that time I've been re-engaging with this artifact to some effect. It's not the nicest little volume, to be sure; it's more of a space to big myself up, explore the darker stuff, to go wild, without worrying about restraints or limitations. It includes scenes of bitter defeat as well as of victory because I need to be ready for both, to know that I can get up from defeat. As well as the text, it contains several iterations of a transformatory sigil which I sometimes trace, taste, use as a mediation focus, whatever. I try to either write in it or read from it every night.
I've recently developed a practice of taking scraps of paper from the book, adorning them with this sigil and some keywords ("Strength," "Power," "Courage," "Passion," that kind of thing), ritually burning them and drinking the ashes mixed with wine. I'm part of the Book. The Book is part of me. |
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