'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 !
You called me i came
So i called out your name
You ran screaming to reason
To love fear and hate
When all that was needed
Was to bow to your fate
You may not of known
The power you'd spoken
The seed's had been sown
The heart strings been broken
This was never a game
To be played with like children
Now we burn at the gates
Of the Gods of creation
Poem by Y.Zsigo
Demiurg by Mateusz Twardoch
'All initiated woman and men are gateways to the kingdom, where its keeper and protector
is the Horned King and at its heart the seething breasts of the Great Mother.
Yet we do not belong there, for we are made of other stuff.
The Great Art is not just to enter this Garden of Splendours,
or abide to long in the Kingdom of Creation, but instead to return unscathed, enthused,
back into the middle world and to build a life upon it !'
Feed the Demon
When battling ones enemies and those of imbalanced force that wish to influence negatively on us or our beloved's.
There is no need for warfare, no need for pacts with Demons of the same recourse.
All that is required is that ones enemy be fed to their own Demon, the one that has attached itself to them, the one that stole life force from others and that will now feed upon its host.
The one that called it forth into the world, influenced by the lies of all demonic force's, that if you side with them, if you agree at any level to their terms of so called empowerment, in hope of riches, glory and control, that eventually you to will meet your demise by the claws and lips of that which deceived them.
In this way the debt is balanced, the demon satiated, the enemy destroyed and the Shaman/Magician free to wander all Three Realms as he pleases !
Santa Sara working @ Quick Trix Group