My posts here discus mystical experiences, devotional reflections, and theological musings as I walk a blended path of pantheism and psychological polytheism.
Blast to the Past with Goddess Aphrodisia Content Warning: this story is a work of fiction but some of the scenes and feelings may be very real and intense. ENTRY My fantasy is so real that it could be played out in an actual scene, recorded in a file, or produced as a video, especially …
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My world was still fuzzy with the deepest trance and most intense arousal I have ever experienced, but to be fair, all of Goddess Aphrodisia’s erotic hypnosis files had been having this effect on me–lingering tingles, intoxication, and heart-felt devotion. I had been experimenting with such files since 2022, but I hadn’t found a content …
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Have faith, my child, But cling not long to “one true path” For discipline and devotion, love and longing, that reach the peaks Will calcify to legalism and a cold clutching, that lead to nothing. Have faith that the fullness of each phase comes from Nothing: Adore Nothing in origin, home, and source. Remember Nothing …
Who, in the sunlit world, I have been overexposed to his wards of tabooand underdeveloped to his ways of wisdomWho, in the moon-drenched realms, I have tasted the addictive pleasure and powerand delved into ecstatic dreamsFor he lives in every part of this world and every part of me,counterpoint to the God within, reflection to …
Hecate, Hecate, Hecate, please hear my call. I give myself to you in longing, love, limerence, lust, and loyalty–willing to serve, to kneel, to be dedicated by disfigurement, to be initiated by loss, longing to be bound to you, overshadowed by your magic in the moonlit night of your pleasure and power, in the liminal …
Any magick any woman wishes to weave May it be woven and threaded in me Tighter and deeper, spells never to leave Imbuing, consuming, and woven in me: the cry for help, the need for support, the enchanting air, the intelligent look, the glamorous sheen, the seductive glance, the curt command, the critical glare, the …
Carl Jung: “Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.” Hecate: Open the heart within the cage of ribs, breathe me deep into the lungs, nourishing key times and times again at your crossroads in your new moons, to drink …
During a series of spreads with the Faeries Oracle by Brian Froud, Lys of the Shadows seemed to be working with me as a mentor for a practices and projects on the sensual path, expressions of spirit dance and perhaps crafting expressions such as this very blog. One significant character to show up is the …
Sariel, known as the Lone Seeker and the Ascendant in Peter Mohrbacher’s Angelarium, was lost to time, wasting away in waiting for a return to the receding heavens. My daily draw and prose poem follow: From the dark depths of the vast deluge, white hair flowing from a balding crown, submerged in clouds of despair …
Picture this: a prose-poem, even the title without measure, mythic, imagistic, orgasmic in eternally grounded expansion… The serpent singing in infinite unity, the glittering jewels of Indra’s net, facets of the endlessly arising, phantasmal Face, The subtle mind, the crown of wisdom beyond the speed of light, a non-dual prism of every color and no …
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