Templo de Diana ~ SeguntoSynchronicity abounds at such an astounding rate in our lives. On two separate occasions, two people suggested we should visit Sagunto here in Valencia. Both spontaneously, without reference to each other and completely out of the blue, without being prompted by any previous conversation of good places to go etc. The timing of us finally going on this Full Moon couldnt be more perfect. Needless to say from the moment we arrived magic poured forth as bright as the spanish sunshine. Following our intuition we found ourselves at an ancient Temple dedicated to the Goddess Diana, with the original wall and ritual baths still intact. As well was a wonderful small exhibition on the creation and inspiration of the origins of Theater and how the original performances were always ritualistic and had an alter built to honor the god Dionysious... We are in the process of creating our own Ceremonial Theater and the relevance of this day and its direct message straight from the heart of Diana's Temple was not lost on us. Click on images below to enlarge POMBA GIRA 'With her shadows embraced she becomes Queen upon her Throne'   POMBA GIRA We made offerings of sweet red wine and sung to her sensuality To take that which was broken, defiled, dismantled and heal her She came in a dream her red dress flowing like blood across your body Cleansing the unclean, nurturing your power, your life force, your sexuality Finally returning home to yourself. Pomba Gira guide us, lament for us, for the down trodden, the ladies of the night Now made Queens with splendor and magic That bought them from the gutter To the golden throne’s on which they sit Now made from loves powerful potions of seduction.    The ‘MagickalChild’ is birthed whenever ‘The Other’ is communed with through those who combine their Souls creatively and with magickal intent .
Invocando a los Muertos MAGIKALCHILD SERIES Model; Mark Azito Imagery; Y.Zsigo What is Magic.The clearest and most concise understanding of what magic is from a modern perspective would be hard to find. In fact most of what Alan Moore has stated in the short video i would take as a Magical Manifesto and encourage all artists to engage consciously in their creations Dying swans They are gasping for air retching their last breath They had gathered to be with us to bring wisdom Yet you took their beautiful necks and strangled them Looked into their loving eyes and poisoned them With twisting hands you stole the golden promise Choked life from their broken hearts and beaten bodies I thought you were different not one of them not like all the others But you became far worse than the innocence killers More murderous than the greedy simpletons of yesterday You dressed as a queen in a gown of white feathers Spoke tongues of angels and whispered togetherness Forever was the promise you spoke so delicately They had gathered around us under the willow weeping Two young girls smiled sweetly as you held me A naked boy stood as silent as a statue before us Naivete perfumed the floral setting of our dreams We were beyond space entwined within time Together finally like two birds flying into eternity Your beautiful hand reached out to beckon them closer As the feathered flock encircled us like priests and priestess You smiled and they came nearer their fear falling behind them Come closer come into me i will never hurt you i promise They believed you in that moment they trusted us Then you took their necks and shook them violently One by one they lay jerking and shaking before me Their divine bodies in spasms like snakes burning The young cygnets dark eyes pleading with me Why did you do this why would she lie to us I turned to you in disbelief but you had disappeared And all that was left was green grass soaked in black tears  Wordz by ‘ Y ‘ MagickalChild A ‘MagickalChild’ is birthed whenever ‘The Other’ is communed with through the combined soul of creativity and intention. The Powerhouse of Potential'If the Gods and Spirits are anything at all they are creative potential. Offering vision and power to those with the integrity to wield it, but make no mistake it is our truth that create's from this powerhouse and it is our lies and games that destroy it !  |
