March 19, 2011

spiriTual madness

dear just because you cant see it diary,

doesn't mean it isn't there. the dumbest questions i've ever heard, or one of them anyways, "does a tree still make noise when falling down in the woods- and nobody is there to hear it?" well duh? what do you think einstein? go ahead and mark me down for, "prolly." i love the way my dog sits down. she's so fucking polite it damn near kills me. how can one dog be so perfect? i don't need to necessarily see the full moon to know how close the bitch is- i can feel it. i did spells last time it was this full and this close- and every damned one of those spells worked. so much so, in fact, one of the spells (the unibomber) is still here today. you must be careful- oh so careful- when you dabble in the spiritual world. it is some powerful shit. it wasn't until 2010 that i personally took a dive into the more primal spells- ones i left to my sisters always. while i feel a more zen person- balanced in all areas- able to connect now in every aspect of intervention- whereas before- i would seek only the good- always running from the evil. i am now ready to defend myself against all that come. i have the wonderful stones of Karma- like jewels in a crown- diamonds in a ring- the path in the palm of the chosen. the wax drips, the material rips, the tide flips, and my sister is sighing in her sleep.