tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14032178223477046352011-12-11T02:11:53.946ZBy the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.comBlogger301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-8126570599793325222010-09-23T21:19:00.001+01:002010-09-23T21:21:58.966+01:00

So, I'm back from Ireland and already missing it. So many things left unseen, so much to still experience. Here's some pictures: Two days were spent roaming around Dublin. Really, no time at all to get even the feel of it. We did manage to find the allmighty Epicurean Food Hall (really...only the Irish...) and of course, Temple Bar, the tourist Trap. The other days were spent around the

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-13182475863897245302010-09-17T02:00:00.000+01:002010-09-17T02:00:35.962+01:00

Packing and preparing for my trip to Ireland! Har Har! See you in a few days.

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I follow a lot of blogs and lately I've come across a few blog posts on Piracy. Plutonica nicely sums up the bloggers discussion on the matter with further links to different posters and their opinions. I'm still waiting on Jack's history of piracy and its relation to a capitalist society but has already put out some sources for further reading. I really don't have much to contribute to the

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 “…It is also not to be omitted that some wicked women, turned away after Satan and seduced by the illusions and phantasms of demons, believe and profess that, in the hours of the night, they ride upon certain beasts with Diana, goddess of the pagans, and an innumerable multitude of women, and in the silence of night traverse great spaces of earth, and obey her commands as of their mistress, and

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In classical literature the witch either helps or endangers the hero’s fate, playing the role of everything that is untamed in the hero’s nature, or, if conquered, the role of revealed mystery and insight. On children’s books she is meant to personify fear, fear of everything that may escape their dominion – all the powers beyond the children’s conscious self are, therefore, not lost but

Babalithnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-53027857295421724772010-06-23T05:52:00.014+01:002010-06-24T16:53:58.385+01:00

It is sometimes ignored how what we may call by the name of “cerimonial magick” (tho inspired on renaissance) is but a romantic viewpoint of the Tradition, brought about by romantic orders such as the Golden Dawn, and many others of its likeness, thus, being initiation within them based on logic, moral values and certain routines, a virtual initiation, which is not, in truth, so different from

Babalithnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-55563795608108249502010-06-14T18:44:00.000+01:002010-06-14T18:44:45.494+01:00

Ask me anything.

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My way or the highway is one of the stupidest and most indicative statements of impotency that I have ever read, heard or had the pleasure of seeing in some person's physiognomy. Being heirs to some spiritual tradition is fine, being custodians or waving fancy titles is fine to, but it is just as fine to disregard them altogether and go for the juicy stuff. Paradigm folks, paradigm. In the end,

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We're all mad in here A few years ago a friend of mine got involved in some serious witch warfare. With his group scattered and destroyed, he naturally wanted his revenge. Long story short, the antagonist group got away yet again with their actions unpunished and with an even firmer standing and the others receded and licked their wounds, one of them even changing country. Whilst I wasn't

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From the existing documents, the seeds for post modernism were planted some 26 centuries ago, when the Greeks decided to innovate by rational inquiry and research and thus Philosophy was born. It may not have been called by that name back then, when man was still trying his best to break from the conservative order and one may even argue that the status quo has always played the same controlling

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-57276470769519501552010-04-29T22:07:00.000+01:002010-04-29T22:07:13.115+01:00

On this night of the 29th of April, the protective powers of the maia (Cytisus Striatus) are used on every entrance. We find these bright yellow flowers adorning windows and doors to keep out the maio, or donkey or carrapato: malignant forces often equated with the Devil. It's a small reminiscence of a feast where, depending on location, boys or girls were adorned with these flowers and

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-13243986679765797632010-04-25T20:58:00.000+01:002010-04-25T20:58:11.203+01:00

A few months ago I recommended "The folk-lore of plants" as a very good read. What I didn't mention was that the book required a very nice dose of goodwill and a certain detachment to be able to stomach without putting it away with a feeling of disgust. Indeed, Mr. Thieselton-Dyer made some rather crude and uncanny remarks regarding the people he considered to be of a "lower race" and "primitive

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-12230666691017009152010-04-13T20:45:00.001+01:002010-04-13T20:45:36.982+01:00

"Infernal and earthly and heavenly Bombo, come. Goddess of waysides, of cross-roads, lightbearer, nightwalker, Hater of the light, lover and companhion of the night, Who rejoicest in the baying of hounds and in purple blood; Who dost stalk among corpses and the tombs of the dead thristy for blood, who bringest fear to mortals Gorgo and Mormo and Mene and many formed one. Come thou propitious

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 With a full blown-spring, great weather and carte blanche to extend the "garden", i went to one of my favourite places in the hopes of bringing home some cuttings to plant. I hadn't been at that particular spot for a few months now and went there to find  an empty and grassy area with only a few Salvia officinalis "purpurascens", the ever existant Spearmint and few dry Lemon Verbenas. What a

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 It is all too frequent to hear and read about the great virtues of the wild land and the untamed places, where the green genii dwell unrestricted by human hand. Exalted such as they are, these places would no longer be "wild" or "untamed" if a host of well-meaning hippies and other "nature-inspired" folk would make such areas their favorite and frequent dwelling place. Bearing this in mind,

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-69661200521990675582010-03-28T20:11:00.005+01:002010-03-28T23:39:23.955+01:00

"1 teaspoon Dragon's Blood Resin (powdered) 15 teaspoons alcohol or vodka 1 teaspoon gum arabic (ground) Soak the powdered resin in the alcohol until dissolved, then add the ground gum arabic. Filter through a cloth and store in a dark bottle."  This is one of the many examples of the magical ink recipes that proliferate through the internet and chances are you will find it repeated in

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-55748305987965242592010-03-05T21:56:00.003Z2010-03-05T21:58:56.283Z

Hekate, the mistress of the hidden faces, whose power extends over the three realms of Earth, Sea, and Sky, bears her countenance in veiled grace. Both a chthonic goddess and a sky divinity, She is the axis that binds the cosmos and her titles and functions unravel Her as the hidden initiatrix and witch queen, guide to the underworld and ruling power of crossroads and liminal places. It is to

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-813126293952697222010-03-03T16:21:00.004Z2010-03-03T16:28:24.041Z

I've been kinda busy with work and other pursuits so i'm just stopping by to give readers a text that I re-discovered whilst investigating for 3 new tinctures i'm about to make as a by-product of my work with Daniel Schulke's Viridarium Umbris and Ars Philtron. I'll post about them later when they are actually sitting and waiting for the Spirits to work their magic, in the meantime, let me tell

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Last Friday the mailman brought this little book and whilst not the one i was oh so needy to get my hands on, it actually dragged me into a reading frenzy. I liked it, i liked it a lot, here's why: For some years I've noticed two trends in the occult publishing community. In one side of the spectrum, it seems to become more and more common the raging voices of malcontents that either don't

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-40992374460940918752010-02-16T00:59:00.006Z2010-02-16T01:19:04.088Z

1968 marked the Western world with the publishing of an M.D thesis that became well accepted in both academic and popular circles. "The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge" was the first of a series of volumes pertaining to Carlos Castaneda supposed apprenticeship under the guidance of Don Juan Matus, a Yaqui Shaman. Despite being later debunked by Richard deMille and riddled with

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-45552571264697872282010-02-11T01:07:00.001Z2010-02-11T01:07:30.659Z

As I lay there I knew if that if the man dressed in a suit with his back to me would turn I wouldn't see a face, there would only be the innards of a skull, as if he was made by nature to coexist in the world after a shotgun discharge, despite all laws and reason. I tried to shrug it off, it didn't matter, I wasn't participating in it, it was just another image, but the mongoloid child staring

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-59584448979837085832010-02-09T16:02:00.000Z2010-02-09T16:02:19.408Z

Was talking with a friend the other day about how some new technological device that incorporates a multimedia board just came out and was still in a phase where its not so useful. To my wild imagination, such a device would be awesome, especially if it allowed you to read documents and , regardless of the document format, take notes and create links based on tags, much how it already happens in

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-6895151667713624362010-02-04T22:45:00.002Z2010-02-05T19:53:11.497Z

We stood together and clasped hands, fearful that all out efforts would be in vain. “Nothing will take us from here” we said, as the wind nudged slowly forward.  Turned to stone we waited, as the gate grew to immense heights, so humble and small it seemed to us, that our fear subsided and we dared to come in. Inside, the halls were of wood made of stone, nothing  as was supposed to be.  The

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-23784693197118094012010-01-23T21:44:00.001Z2010-01-23T21:46:10.637Z

The Mörksugga - whose name translates as "Sow" - is a Swedish folklore figure from Dalarna. Dalarna is a highly forested area dominated by mountains, foothills and the lake Siljan as well as a number of smaller lakes. In this county of dark forests and swamps it's not hard to imagine that a figure of terror would emerge to scare children into safety, after all, we all had at some point in our

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"Abraxas is a new independent journal of historical and contemporary occultism. Through its pages will be manifest the voices of working occult experience and the visions of esoteric artists, alongside keen insights of original scholarly research. Abraxas will offer the reader a rich resource of thought-provoking essays, vibrant art and poetic myth from some of the most inspirational thinkers,

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-53408888394397316602010-01-10T22:40:00.004Z2010-02-21T19:07:16.111Z

For Christmas a dear friend of mine from Finland sent me some straw crafts with which I became immediately in love with. In his package  there were several snowflakes and two olkipukki, straw goats.   Made with the intent of being used as Christmas tree decorations, I'm thinking of dyeing the goats red and use them as representations of the Lord of the Woods whilst the snowflakes will be

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-90144124235513292842010-01-07T23:52:00.002Z2010-02-21T19:07:50.810Z

 I still don't have a camera available - and I blame C. for that - so I can't show the nifty stuff that has been boiling and rolling from the cupboard to the cauldron, so, here’s another book.  For those that don't know, Hoodoo is a syncretic African-American folk magic tradition - do not mistake it for Voodoo, which is a religion - that has, at various points in its development, mixed African

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-69889206131658169462010-01-05T19:17:00.000Z2010-01-05T19:17:42.441Z

Book stores are my temples. Within those sacrosanct commercial spaces my knowledge hungry mind finds the repose necessary to face the adversities of life in this Satan ruled world. For years I've stalked those aisles, either hunched or on tip toe, on the lookout for the next treasure to add to my piling collection of literary pearls. Both gold and excrement passed through my hands and ah! how

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-45612257176170229912009-12-28T19:21:00.002Z2010-02-21T19:08:30.951Z

Not always is quantity synonym for quality, but there are exceptions. Nevill Drury has authored more than 40 books on subjects such as Art, Anthropology, Shamanism, Western Magical Traditions and Music. It is also from him that we get, possibly, the most comprehensive and up to date documentary on the Pagan community : "The Occult Experience", featuring personalities such as Margot Adler, Selena

Alexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16518590199125784565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1403217822347704635.post-80096439920296244552009-12-27T21:12:00.000Z2009-12-27T21:12:50.741Z

Its not quite new year's yet but I'm already making my little great list of next year's resolutions. Amongst them is to actually update this blog - all old messages were terminated - and make of it what I originally intended, a tracker for both books and crafted things.. Nothing like a witch on the web to get my nerd senses tingling. Unfortunatly, im still a camera short to actually be able to

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