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I know, I know, Darque Lorde. There's a definite possibility that I'm just being paranoid - I'm really in two minds about this stuff in the first place, and I can't rule out the idea that around about the summer solstice I tend to find myself in the pub a bit more, and hence start *noticing things* that I might otherwise not have done. I'm inclined to be sceptical about my own theory, then - frankly, it does seem ridiculous, but on the other hand, my old flatmate, who was quite the unbullshitting occultist, who'd see ghosts and so on (thank God I can't do that,) used to talk about the wave of neg energy that would show up round here at this time of year.
It seems, and I could pretty clearly just be talking nonsense, as if the neighbour opposite annually unloads her psychic junk in this general direction - that she performs a ritual is not in doubt, so ... well anyway, what I did last year was a spell-type-thingy that GL was kind enough to send me via PM, and it did seem to work, there was a definite sense of a dark cloud lifting. So I could do that again, I suppose. It's just I'd rather not have to, every feelthy steenking year. Apart from the occasional strange post in the Temple, and an armchair admiration for A Crowley, teh magick isn't something I like to think about too much - all sorts of intelligent and sensitive characters, whose opinions I respect, do, but it's only around about the early summer that it ever crops up, personally.
I'd be happy enough to put all this down to nerves or whatever (that, after all, being what it's probably to do with, and to a certain extent, I'm not sure if I mean any of this,) but it's nevertheless the same thing each year - Her in the house opposite does her cauldron ritual, and then, look out everyone!
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