Blessed Be Death
To make a friend of death is essential . In the world today, the masses worship youth, which is to heap useless praise on a rotting fruit. Death is the only thing promised in nature. Youth is a frozen moment our ego attaches to what once was. The glory days. They are only as real as the memory which gets more faded as the illusion of time passes over it. To cling to this is to sap your magic. It is to chase an empty ghost. Time is better invested in the present moment. If you are caught in your own trap, you do not have the energy for magic. If you are fighting to change things that are meant to be, you are also treading water. To align one’s will with the shadows of the universe is the proper use of black magic. It is too often seen as useless fixations of hedonism. The left-hand path is supposed to be the fun path and be that as it may, it is certainly not fun trying to elevate yourself by merit of false virtue. Light and love are wasted words. How much light and love are...