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Right, let's see...
Completely abandoned the magickal paradigm I've been working in for two years(all the santeria/voudoun stuff)? Check.
Bought and used a well-cool new magickal staff for use in my new Discordian-style rituals? Check.
Worked out how to draw Phil Hine-style spiral pentagrams of Eris? Check.
Dispelled recent run of bad luck cause by slight miscalculation during last month's hypersigil launch and simultaneously bound and overcame my emerging, vengeance-driven Chaos Fascist persona? Check.
And, the element of the ritual I'm most proud of...
Pulled off a shit-hot Jack Nicholson impression? Check!
Goddess, I love magick...What other hobby/religion/thingummybob allows you to spend half the night going around working yourself up into the belief that you are, and I quote 'the dark messiah of an age of pain and rage', and then the other half of the night loudly blowing raspberries at yourself, mocking your goth ritual poetry, and writing 'cancelled' in red ink over all the curses you were gonna throw while in your evil mode? (Eris is the goddess of bureaucracy as well as chaos, remember!) Man, there are times when I just love this shit...And one of them is now.
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