#veneficia

[poisonerspath]

Really looking forward to this publication of Alraune! If anyone is interested in submitting an article there is still a little time!!! Please do not DM me about this, I am simply sharing! Posted @withrepost • @hexen_press 🐍 ALRAUNE 2 : CALL FOR CONTRIBUTORS We are very pleased to launch the call for contributors for the second tome of Alraune with a new edition entirely dedicated to the Poison Path. We invite writers and artists to partake to this new collaborative project by sending their contributions to [email protected] The second edition of Alraune Journal is dedicated to the exploration of the Poison Path with a focus on personal gnosis and practices offering a reification of what has been gained through the Poisoners dealing with the Spirits and Genii of the Verdant, Divine and Daimonic Intoxication. As the many plants haunting the enchanted grove of the Midnight Eden possess their own particular signatures, we aim to offer with this second release a unique panacea of visions, experiences and practices, reflecting in their diversity the various modalities of expression, gnosis and personae of those engaged in the Poisonous Artes. A compendium of refined Veneficia offered as the Serpent's Gift of Gnosis from Practitioners to Practitioners. It is to acknowledge this diversity and offer new avenues of reflection that we invite contributors to this second issue of Alraune. We aim to gather a compendium of practices and experiences from various traditions, myths, inclinations and sorcerous fates, to widen the perspectives of those walking the perilous way of the Poison Path. > Read the full call: https://www.hexen.fr/en/11-alraune-2 Please share and many thanks for your support. 🔥🙏 Calligraphy: @infekt777 #poisonpath #alraune #alraunejournal #hexenpress #pharmacopoeia #entheogens #poisonous #veneficia #herbalism https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck_U7JqL2zG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[poisonappleprintshop]

I finally completed this Monkshood drawing, exactly a year to the day I started it. Better late than never, right? ☠️ Monkshood’s power has been feared and revered since antiquity and it is known as the “Queen of Poisons,” as it is one of the deadliest plants on earth. It is a classic herb of the witch and sacred to Hecate, who grew it in her poison garden located in the pre-Hellenistic kingdom of Colchis. Monkshood’s deep blue-violet color and hood-like shape have garnered it associations with the Virgin Mary as well as Venus. Both in Austria and France, Monkshood has nicknames that translate to “Chariot of Venus.” Lastly, like all poisonous plants, it thrives in the underworld domain of Saturn. 🔹♄ ♀ ♄🔹 #poisonappleprintshop #sketchbook #monkshood #wolfsbane #aconite #aconitum #aconitumnapellus #poisonpath #chariotofvenus #hecate #saturn #poisonousplants #herbwitch #witchesweeds #poisonwitch #veneficium #venefica #veneficia #hecatesgarden #poisongarden #queenofpoisons (at Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEsJOjeHwOT/?igshid=4agewxkg7dn7

[skepticaloccultist]

Folkwitch Vernal Equinox

Issue two of Folkwitch is now at the printers. After considerable author delay I am pleased to say it was worth the wait. Some fantastic pieces in our second outing.

Issue three preorders will be announced without warning sometime in early April. Limited to just 48 copies per issue with handmade covers. Issue 2 is sold out. We should begin shipping FW2 late next week.

As well there will be a surprise email sent to a select few readers this Friday the 13th. To those whom have followed our progress and supported our endeavours over the years. Privy to a very limited edition publication coming shortly.

[skepticaloccultist]

Foxglove Full Moon Curse

"Foxglove, Foxglove how you do fit, like a spirit that wanders without remit.

Foxglove, Foxglove tell me no lies, how do you know the name I despise?

Foxglove, Foxglove your kiss it means death, for they that falter do take their last breath."

  On the paper of a wasp's nest found abandoned at the crossroads, inscribe a few words that name your victim in odes.

A dance should commence that steals their heart beat, the key is to place a dread salve at their feet.

Three foxgloves are taken at the fullmoon after midsummer, crushed with the butter of a virgin sheep's slumber.

Now pray thee tell of a sudden departure sweet, that victim may only dance in their grave, as wormmeat.

"Foxglove, Foxglove how you do fit, like a spirit that wanders without remit.

Foxglove, Foxglove tell me no lies, how do you know the name I despise?

Foxglove, Foxglove your kiss it means death, for they that falter do take their last breath."

[skepticaloccultist]

Seven Pumpkin Seed Spirit Conjure

Seven Pumpkin Seed Spirit Conjure

"Seven pumpkin seeds to conjure seven spirits wise, That each will grow to hold the spirit for which it is baptized.

A penny as an offering as wights are due inclined, or lest we risk the danger of a spirit who's maligned.

A hemlock root taken under the new moon's subtle shade, to trace the poison with which we work our malefic blade.

Two hare leg bones bound that the spirits do your bidding, for fear of vengeance sweet upon the barrow that their sitting.

Four henbane pods full to seed as incense offering, that arrangements are agreed of wicked contracts authoring.

A red candle to burn the incense at evening's twilight, with which the visions of our spirits will undoubtedly unite.

The feather of a crow given in the summer heat, to sign the pact and seal the covenant complete."

[skepticaloccultist]

A Faithless Necromancy

A Faithless Necromancy

Thirteen stems of henbane, dried through the winter's moon, Woven to a wreath worn upon one's head, a witch's boon.

Six blackthorns bound a sigil, three paths the witch does cross, The starry night opens transversed dimensions, spirits loss.

In the blackened new moon the witch does call these rhymes three, for there at the crossroads do we know the form of true reality:

  "A brass button offering does the spirit require, never will the heart of man know of faith's true liar.

A red candle remains the question lingering of doubt, we strew the seeds upon the grave as we dance about.

A shell to hold the promised curse that the spirit keeps, for the faithless know that it is only death man reaps."

[skepticaloccultist]

Rowan Berry Winter Banishing

Four old coffin nails left to rust in winter's rain, to bind the earth to break the bond of winter's bitter chain.

Three snail shells, harvested from the owl's roost, a must. traced upon the floor, but first we grind them down to dust.

A mad march hare's shoulder bone, taken in spring's twilight, to inscribe the names of those to who the charm will work its might.

Then we laugh as laughter can, to make the goblins leave this land, chant twice the words to follow, for the days are short and hallow:

"We see thee, for seeing is true sight. We hear thee, for hearing is but right. We know thee, for past and present are but one. We sow thee, that the new year has begun."

A bit of red sealing wax, to mark the shape upon the door, whence the visitors will knock and bring Yule tidings of yore.

A clutch of mugwort flower buds, taken under the summer's moon, burned to cleanse the air of spirits foul, yet banished soon.

That string of rowan berries red, dried in the autumn's sun, hung above the door through which one's guests will surely come.

Then we laugh as laughter can, to make the spectres leave this land, chant twice the words to follow for the days are long and callow:

"We touch thee, for touching is true passion. We hold thee, for embrace is but compassion. We know thee, for the future we are from. We are thee, that the light will once again come."

[skepticaloccultist]

Hand Marbled Dust Jackets & Coffee

Spent the afternoon drinking coffee and signing and packing the limited edition preorders that come in hand marbled dust wraps for the first 33 orders of issue three of the Skeptical Occultist! There are still copies of the standard edition of the Skeptical Occultist journal available in our shop. But they are going fast!