So, I live in a household of magicians from various paths.
My landlord holds his focus in science (he used to work for NASA and Lockheed Martin) and is currently building psychic machines, specifically a plastic ball that works kinda like āBop Itā for witches. Donāt ask me how they work yet because the mathematical knowledge it takes to explain how is WAY above my abilities to understand or articulate. But a lot of the times I watch my landlord stare and argue late into the night with his whiteboard of math equations.
My partner is a sadboi wave producer on Soundcloud. They take streams of channeled information and weave them into spells constructed within the beat of their music. They recently began working on a Red Versus Blue-inspired track that expresses the ideas of a spiritual forge and have been testing out different clanking metal sounds. Very Hephaestus-y. If youāre interested in listening to their work, check out the artist āMnemosyneā!
My room mate practices the art of shapeshifting and kinda has her own working paradigm going on. She is an active part of the magician group: DKMU (Domus Khaotica Marauder Underground) whose manifesto it is to reawaken tangible magic in the world. DKMU calls it the āassault on realityā. Personally, I dont care for the term but I do agree with itās overall goal. However, my household and I believe reality is already pretty magical and surrealā¦itās just a matter of bringing to visible awareness/coaxing it to the surface. To the person who recently suggested DKMU to me during the May 15th ritual event, surprise surprise! It was DKMU all along!
Which brings me to the topic of this post: last night we went āglamourbombingā.
What is āglamourbombingā? Basically you hide magickal objects, spell instructions, weird messages, or empowered sigils around your city or town for people to find. When a person finds it, it creates a circumstance where said person is approached by magic, and given an invitation to participate in it by virtue of finding it. Itās basically the equivalent of hiding Hogwarts letters all around. We hide them well enough to where a person has to be just a little curious about their physical surroundings to come upon them-so by virtue of that curiousity, the invitation was meant for them.
My room mate and I hit up a bunch of public parks last night and began hiding these little glass beads with sigils (the LS sigil which, in the DKMU paradigm, helps initiate seekers into finding their own path to magic) and red-letter invitations all around. There was this one park we found that had a particularly spooky vibe. Another park had thriving patches of flowering white clover all around and I could SENSE the Fey activity there! I gotta go back there some time soon.
We finished our job somewhere around 3 a.m. and made it back to the house where I passed out soon afterwards. But I woke up this morning feeling a little happier than yesterday musing over how many people might find those sigilized beads and letters and be inspired, even just a little, to opening up their intuition or doing their first spellā¦
Maybe through these tiny acts, the world can be a more magickal place to live in.