#glitchedpup

[glitchedpup]

You thought you devoured me on that rainy evening as we tangled underneath the shining stars and flickering city lights in that high rise apartment.

Yet you are the one left hollow with aching hunger and thirst for me as a man in the desert lusts for the cool waters. My scent intoxicating and mesmerizing, haunting your memories and my gasps haunting your dreams.

I warned you. I told you. I am a feral beast. And a lethal drug.

[thegodthief]

glitchedpup replied to your post: Do Magick: Day 15 – Pivot

Patron saint of necromancers and witches… Huh. Well you certainly do follow a theme. *smile*

I try to avoid themes, actually. Part of why it took me so long to accept the imagery of the corvid for myself is because of how cliché it is. I side eye bandwagons. I ignore “That happened to me, too” chains.

St. Cyprian has been riding the popularity circuit through my twice and thrice removed connections for almost a year now. And up until this morning, I have successfully avoided any first degree or personal entanglement. Mostly because of said commandment that I still have not been able to source.

It’s not even a “Cyprian is the devil’s man” kind of bullshit that I would expect from the cults I was involved in. This is a much more personal and specialized prohibition. “Cyprian will rewrite your head and you will never be disentangled from the occult.” If this seed was planted during the cult years, then I am not surprised I freaked out like I did. Deep fear is very fucking deep.

But... I’m already hip deep in the occult, and my experiences means I’ll never be disentangled from the occult because even waking up in the morning into a vision can be a mystical experience for me. (And that’s before coffee!) Shit, even going to Mass is an occult experience for me. (The shimmer was there this week.)

If I have a theme, it is Madness™. Granted, on the other side of the bell curve (at last), but that’s the defining thread of my life. But to be “Of course, it’s Cyprian. You are X therefore Y.” Ah... no. It’s not. And I am bothered.

[thegodthief]

How does one find their way again when it feel like your lost? Have no idea where you're supposed to be going, and the guides you hope you have seem silent? It seems like I so often find myself stuck, but with no real will or drive to do anything or go anywhere

Keep going until something changes your direction or you find what you were looking for. If that occurs, note the new goal, and go.

[thegodthief]

I was looking at tarot decks (innocently....) and I noticed the Raven Prophecy. So, a i was glancing at it, what does AMazon recommend? The Bone Fire Tarot. *chuckle* Are the Keepers branching into prophecy i wonder?

... 😐

[doing-something-unholy]

Forgive me, Father for I fear I have appetites for impure things. For pain. For pleasure. For power that is not mine to claim. I try to be a well behaved and mannered woman in the light of his Holiness... but I often feel so...dead inside. Why must the darkness feel so much greater than the light?

Well, having an appetite for... certain things doesn't necessarily make a sin. And if it makes you feel so wrong to ignore it, have you considered it's a sign from God? The Lord works in mysterious ways, His will is not always obvious to follow. He may be calling you to power for a reason, could you elaborate on what exactly you crave?

[thegodthief]

glitchedpup replied to your post:glitchedpup replied to your post:One day, I’m...

Chocolate covered almond toffee . It is very yummy

Hmm... This requires further investigation.

[thegodthief]

glitchedpup replied to your post:One day, I’m going to live up to my reputation of...

I offer hugs and heath bars? :(

So... uh... what’s a heath bar? If caramel is involved, hopefully in small amounts cuz I’m not a fan.

[thegodthief]

Oy. Your healer psyche can take it easy. Humor is a wonderful coping mechanism to life :3

Mxtl’s sense of humor is... well... hmm. ~serious thought~ Black.

How she didn’t wind up being the Boneburner, I have no fucking idea.