occult

Like the moon shining bright Up high with all its grace,I can only show you at night And hide half of my face.

There is no greater power than the one others do not believe you possess.

When evil altars are invoked, great destinies are altered

I don't hold with paddlin' with the occult," said Granny firmly. "Once you start paddlin' with the occult you start believing in spirits, and when you start believing in spirits you start believing in demons, and then before you know where you are you're believing in gods. And then you're in trouble.""But all them things exist," said Nanny Ogg."That's no call to go around believing in them. It only encourages 'em.

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? _

The perplexity, the potential_ God__ own crucible was not for angels.

Witchcraft involves being willing to understand and embrace your true self. It is about exploring your light and learning to celebrate your darkness.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms _ just the two of us are still alive _

The psyche__ attachment to the brain, i.e., its space-time limitation, is no longer as self-evident and incontrovertible as we have hitherto been led to believe. _ It is not only permissible to doubt the absolute validity of space-time perception; it is, in view of the available facts, even imperative to do so.

Who knows? Life may just be a Positive Conspiracy bent on putting us in the right place at the right time every living, breathing moment of the day. It just takes a certain kind of perspective to see this. Realizing this can put our "analyzer" on hold, our interpretive mind on "ga-ga" and our hearts on breathless.

Evil knows its time to end is soon at hand, hence why it is more than determined to succeed.

I promise to tell you everything you want, but first I want something from you in return. What do you want? Olivia asked. I want a kiss, William said. You and I, we're making a deal of sorts...a bargain that we will keep each other's secrets...

Don't call anyone a devil, because within you, you can experience hell and the devil, and the devil is nothing, but you!

[L]ike poems, cruising carves privacy out of public spaces. Poems are a kind of private communication that occurs in public speech. And I think cruising is that too: a training in reading occult codes; a way of seeing a significance in the world that most people don__ see.

The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life.The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage.Dare to breach the surface and sink.

You are the most powerful tool in your life. Use your energy, your thoughts and your magick wisely!

Blessed are those that know the path out of their carnal flesh, for they shall attain intuition.

You won't become what you want to be, else you become what you fear to be.