To be eaten and to be married to the god might not be so different.
C. S. Lewis, from ‘Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold’
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To be eaten and to be married to the god might not be so different.
C. S. Lewis, from ‘Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold’
bide your time. you are a snake in the grass.
me: hey bud, should I do magic about this on this day?
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cool cool cool alright heard thanks buddy
"The gods, too, are fond of a joke."
— Plato, Cratylus
[Archives] Image du livre 4 (Porte-moi)
2020
Princess who says “let me consult with my advisors” before staring off into space for a full 30 seconds until she snaps back with a different posture and tone of voice
Anatomy of Emotions
i, too, enjoy alcohol, theatre, androgyny, experience bouts of madness and sometimes want to tear to shreds those family members who question my identity
reminder to cleanse your tools once in a while
readings started feeling funky and did the thing and yea. holy shit. should've done that sooner lmao
your visage as a giant statue. flashing back and forth in equal parts flesh and stone, bending down towards me like a willow.
hand raised above my body, crushing something between your palm and fingers. this viscous, liquid gold crawling down your arm and on top of my head. it is shimmering a deep, molten brown as it lingers down my neck and back.
I open my mouth, and you laugh. it reverberates against the walls we are housed in.
"Ariadne’s heroic excellence is that she knew how to allow herself to be loved. The idea that truly allowing oneself to be fully seen and to be the beloved as an act of heroism is a powerful lesson."
- The Waters of Mnemosyne, by Gwendolyn Reece
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Feeding my new eikon with a favorite perfume of mine, Bath of Venus by Black Phoenix Alchemy. As this will be the centerpiece of my shrine as I work my way through the spells of the PGM, dedicated to She of love and magic, it felt only appropriate to drape her in perfumed scarves and ancestral garnets.
Bath of Venus has become a staple of my glamours and love workings, in no small part because its rich and spiced smell reminds me of Peruvian Agua de Florida if it were steeped in a milky tea. The formula, as described by its chemists:
Velvet rose petals, white silk, red benzoin, sweet black labdanum, honeyed wine, kyphi tar, scarlet amber, and frankincense-smoked carnation petals.
While I adore this potent, Venusian blend, it was a limited stock which has long since sold out. This bottle, my very last, is kept for occasions which demand the utmost Venus energy... Such as honoring a new divinity in Her new shrine.
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