beyond good and Evil

"He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee."

Nietzsche

"The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact :
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman."

SHAKESPEARE.

cunningham.

MOONLIGHT.

A Woman stands in her garden.
The wind lifts her white scarf into the air as the silver light rains down upon her.
In her upraised hand lies a six-sided crystal.
She gazes at the shimmering stone, sensing its erratic, disturbing vibrations.

As the breeze dies, it silences a stand of ancient pines that encircle the figure. 
The Moon seems to glow brighter, & the Woman feels its soothing light radiating down from the sky.

The stone calms.
Its bizarre vibrations diminish & then grow strong, uniting to form a single, regular pulsation of energy.

As the Woman holds the stone higher, its power spills down into her arms, flowing through her like a series of pleasant electric shocks.

She grows vibrant & powerful. 

After an unmeasureable time, the figure lowers the stone & impulsively touches it to her brow.

Her work is done.

Magic is as natural as stone, as real as our breath, as potent as the Sun.

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Morning Star

    In Nomine Dei Nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi, Ave Voluptartis Carnis

william blake

maiden

She who waits
She who hunts without hunting
She who will never be touched and not touch
She who returns to the womb of her mother
          the cave and the earth to seek silence and dark
          in the night, in the winter, the maze of the heart
          to renew her lone power, pledge love to herself
          and arise white and new from the earth again
She who courses the sky in the change of the moon
          who is crescent and disk, who is sickle and bowl
          turning back to herself
She is ever herself.

WBY

For everything that's lovely is

But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.

O Never give the heart outright,

For they, for all smooth lips can say,

Have given their hearts up to the play.

And who could play it well enough

If deaf and dumb and blind with love?

He that made this knows all the cost,

For he gave all his heart and lost.

☽❍☾

Ice in the North will melt into the Earth. 

She will soften and breathe again. 

Water, sweetened by the lungs of the Earth, our Mother, runs

South To the houses of the people, and the clouds give birth and

die. 

They tremble on beds of air giving birth.

Their trembling rocks the Earth with thunder; all their life is

gone.

Their last breath is in our cup,
        Let us drink the rain.

Bide within the Law you must, in perfect Love and perfect Trust.

Live you must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give.

For tread the Circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out.

To bind the spell well every time, let the spell be said in rhyme.

Light of eye and soft of touch, speak you little, listen much.

Honor the Old Ones in deed and name,

let love and light be our guides again.

Deosil go by the waxing moon, chanting out the joyful tune.

Widdershins go when the moon doth wane,

and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.

When the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two.

When the moon rides at Her peak then your heart's desire seek.

Heed the North winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim the sail.

When the Wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast.

When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss you on the mouth.

When the wind whispers from the West, all hearts will find peace and rest.

Nine woods in the Cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.

Birch in the fire goes to represent what the Lady knows.

Oak in the forest towers with might, in the fire it brings the God's

insight. Rowan is a tree of power causing life and magick to flower.

Willows at the waterside stand ready to help us to the Summerland.

Hawthorn is burned to purify and to draw faerie to your eye.

Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning adds its strength to the bright fire burning.

White are the flowers of Apple tree that brings us fruits of fertility.

Grapes grow upon the vine giving us both joy and wine.

Fir does mark the evergreen to represent immortality seen.

Elder is the Lady's tree burn it not or cursed you'll be.

Four times the Major Sabbats mark in the light and in the dark.

As the old year starts to wane the new begins, it's now Samhain.

When the time for Imbolc shows watch for flowers through the snows.

When the wheel begins to turn soon the Beltane fires will burn.

As the wheel turns to Lamas night power is brought to magick rite.

Four times the Minor Sabbats fall use the Sun to mark them all.

When the wheel has turned to Yule light the log the Horned One rules.

In the spring, when night equals day time for Ostara to come our way.

When the Sun has reached it's height time for Oak and Holly to fight.

Harvesting comes to one and all when the Autumn Equinox does fall.

Heed the flower, bush, and tree by the Lady blessed you'll be.

Where the rippling waters go cast a stone, the truth you'll know.

When you have and hold a need, harken not to others greed.

With a fool no season spend or be counted as his friend.

Merry Meet and Merry Part bright the cheeks and warm the heart.

Mind the Three-fold Laws you should three times bad and three times good.

When misfortune is enow wear the star upon your brow.

Be true in love this you must do unless your love is false to you.

These Eight words the Rede fulfill:

"An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will"

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For I have seen love

and his face is choice Heart of Hearts,

a flesh of pure fire, fusing from the center

where all Motion is one.

 

And I have known

despair that the Face has ceased to stare

at me with the Rose of the world

but lies furled

 

in an artificial paradise it is Hell to get into.

If I knew you were there

I would fall upon my knees and plead to God

to deliver you in my arms once again.

 

But it is senseless to try.

One can only take means to reduce misery,

confuse the sensations so that this Face,

what aches in the heart and makes each new

 

start less close to the source of desire,

fade from the flesh that fires the night,

with dreams and infinite longing.

J.W. COCAINE.

i

como Narciso soy

To stare, big-eyed Narcissus into some spring

Is beneath all adult dignity.