how i became a death/bone/chaos witch
alright. i figured i should document this before i post too much and its still easy to find.
let me be frank. i am enthralled by death and terrified of it. i’ve always found death, in all forms, fascinating and beautiful, and yet i find myself unsure and frightened by my own. the only times i’ve ever felt safe and sure and calm has been when faced directly with death, as in surrounding myself with bones/furs/parts, dressed in black, observing funerals and death rites, studying roadkill & other dead things, it might sound weird or sick, but its simple. im not “into” death, as in sexually or obsessively. it brings me peace in the inevitability of my own one day and the idea of an afterlife. i read sad stories of people being taken too soon and feel that creeping fear, but then i feel a sense of calm and understanding, hope that they are at least now at peace. i look at roadkill and imagine the pain the poor being went through, and the calm serenity they must now feel where ever they are. death has always frightened and fascinated me. i now work closely with it, using bones/blood/fur/etc in my craft and focusing on honoring death and the renewal that follows it. by doing so, i’ve felt the most peace and understanding of the unknown ive ever felt. watching maggots feasting on a raccoon corpse, seeing vultures circling tragic deer roadkill, a freshly dead animal transforming into clean white bones, all this and more. death magick to me gives me control and security in the unknown and inevitable. i use to be all about “love and light” while still integrating a kinda gremlin/chaotic vibe. but as ive progressed and moved further into my love of bones and animals, a life long pleasure, ive learned that death and bone magick is truly for me. sometimes, late at night, when my mental illnesses decide to play the most, i still feel that tinge of fear towards death (as you should because it is unknown and inevitable, its only natural and human) but then i look at my bones, i look towards my hades altar and i feel calm again, peaceful knowing even in the end my bones will remain and i will be looked on with love as i look upon the bones i possess. fear is natural and while shadow work, bone and death magick are all dark and spooky and can turn scary if youre not careful, its so rewarding and encouraging! i will ALWAYS always be a death witch. ive been one for about 2 years now, a witch in general for 10 years though i believe its always been apart of my life. i am excited to share what ive learned and learn more and grow with all of you young death witches!!
