#high magick

[bluepurpleviolatte]

"...the deeper parts of our psyche don’t understand words. That’s not how they communicate. Fundamentally, those aspects of our consciousness use images, and if you keep reinforcing a particular image — say, lying sick in bed — that’s what it sees, not the story behind the image. That part of you isn’t so good at detecting preferences; it just sees the picture. In one way of speaking, it starts running a program based on the mental image, which makes it more likely that the image will manifest in the material plane. And before you know it, you’re lying sick in bed, exactly the way you didn’t want to be."

-Damien Echols, High Magick

[bluepurpleviolatte]

"For me, magick is love. Whenever you bring in divine light to manifest one thing or the other in the world, what you’re actually doing is pulling in love. This is why real magick is never a dark or scary thing, because the very act of practicing magick brings you into harmony with the Divine, no matter what name you call it. When you practice magick in this way, you become a better person, and that makes the world a better place. Helping other beings is what love looks like in action. And practicing magick in a way that brings more divine energy into your life means that you help everyone you touch. When you send a thoughtform to someone — say, someone close to you who needs healing of some sort — what you’re actually sending them is love in the form of divine light. And the reason you do so is to make them whole, to make them happy.

What we normally think of as love is actually nothing more than attachment. In the core of our being, we know that true love is unconditional. True love doesn’t waver or disappear if our loved one screws up or goes off the rails. Going forward, it’s important that you distinguish attachment from love. The foundation of magic is all about living in harmony with love, manifesting love, and applying that love in the world. In this way, we become copartners with magick in the ongoing act of creation."

-Damien Echols, High Magick

[bluepurpleviolatte]

"You can’t do magick to affect someone else without changing yourself first. ...when you invoke a pentagram, what you’re actually doing is magnetizing your own aura in order to attract whatever you want to manifest. So bringing in the energy of Jupiter to attract prosperity is a good idea, whereas gathering Saturn energy to hurt someone else means that you’re bringing that power into your own aura, and you can’t help but absorb some degree of it. It’s like putting poison in your mouth so that you can spit it at someone else; more than likely you’re going to end up swallowing some of it yourself. Magick means making intelligent choices, and few problems require resorting to maliciousness. For example, you could send negative energy toward someone who’s been slandering you, or you could simply use magick to protect yourself from their lies."

-Damien Echols, High Magick

[blackcoffeedreams]

[khaosritual]

Iykyk

[terrorxeyes]

[suzilight]

The Grimoire Encyclopedia by David Rankine

HADEAN PRESS

Amazon paperback

[willofhounds]

"Harrison," declared James, "Your name is Harrison Charlus Potter. After my grandfather and Lily's father."

Lily smiled tightly as she said, "That's a wonderful name, James."

"Lord Potter," came a male voice to his right.

He looked up to find the Head Healer there with a piece of paper. He recognized it as the paper they used to test magical levels at birth. So he turned to the side and allowed the man to draw the blood necessary. The healer took Harrison's tiny wrist in one hand and that's what they caught sight of lettering. It was in an unfamiliar language and unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Without warning the healer sucked in a breath of surprise before disgust flickered across his face. He nearly shoved the paper at James. It was such a shock to the younger man he didn't know how to react at first.

Then he growled, "What the hell?! What is wrong with you?!"

"That child," spat the healer, "Is a squib. He has no magic."

In that moment James's world shattered. His son was a squib. A child without magic. How? Rose had magic normal amounts for her age and heritage. It was supposedly impossible for one twin to be with magic and the other without.

Disgust was clear on the other healers faces as well. He could see that they thought their time had been wasted on trying to save his son. To save a singular child without magic. Despite the changing world one thing remained the same. Squibs were thought to be no better than muggles.