Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Great Rite-athon
A beloved community elder had fallen gravely ill and was in need of healing.
Word went around that on such-and-so a day, at such-and-so a time, people should cast their circles and make love within them to this end.
And so it was.
“I love this religion,” said one.
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Wednesday, 19 April 2017
Sorry James, sometimes my love of stylistic terseness results in the cryptic, especially with a high-context post like this one.
In the contemporary Craft, one works magic by "raising power," which can be done through (among other methods) dance, chant, and sex. The latter method is what I'm talking about here: all across the local pagan community, people worked "sex magic" on Uncle Wolf's behalf.
There aren't a whole lot of communities in which something like that happens: hence the last line.
Magic's a funny thing. Type a few words, and you've accessed the secret paywall.
BtW, this is a true story. -
Wednesday, 19 April 2017Ha! Well, thanks for the response - that's certainly illuminating. See you around!
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I don't get it - is there an essay here? I can't find anything more than:
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A community elder had fallen gravely ill and was in need of healing.
Word went around that on such-and-so a day, at such-and-so a time, people should cast their circles and make love within them to this end.
And so it was.
“I love this religion,” said one.
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I'm registered, but unless there's a secret paywall hiding the content, I can't see anything else.