came home real fucking incensed about Trumptruck's latest murders of Syrian civilians, and spent an hour preparing and casting a binding spell on him. Not the group one that's been going on, but I'll do that one too on the next appropriate date. thanks and blessed be especially to the wise Crone aspect of the archetypal triple goddess, whom i invoked for her aid, her experience, and her righteous anger. may Trump's power dwindle and dissipate like wax does into smoke.













