#quantum daemon

[dandibuja]

Deep in the wastes of Vaarn, a Sourcerer bargains with a Quantum Daemon

[rhaenin-time]

Being a native who's studied colonialism means that I know wayyyyy too much about blood quantum. I know how stupid it is, how it's tied to eugenics, but I also know how it "works."

Which means I can use my stupid-power to do this:

Well this took a turn.

[azure-cherie]

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Welcome to my blog , I'm a 20 year old Astrology student and an intuitive reader ,i am basically into vedic astrology but i like tropical astrology as well and use it for persona charts , Nakshatras and asteroids forever have my heart. Hope my blog provides something good for you to look into .

i am no professional, i am a student of astro and tarot, i am not your guru never even try to expect that from me !!!

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𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

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Self care pac.

Your admirable traits .

What are you doing damn right currently.

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what would others think of you when they'll know that you're into astrology,tarot, spirituality, witchcraft?

what do people instantly assume about you .

☾︎𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒☽︎

your next love partner ♡︎

What can you do right now to improve your finances in future $

What you need to leave behind as you enter the new year

𝓜𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓐𝓹𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓮

𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨

PAC : General messages for you

🔸Positive things people say behind your back 🔸

𝒫𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒹 : 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊 .

PAC : Messages from ancestors ✨

Which type of seducer are you

PAC : Messages from Aset

PAC : Their sexual fantasies of you 18+

𝐴𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑦

Nakshatra mood boards

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Vedic asteroids to look for in your chart:)

❤︎Venus trine pluto

Basic Vedic Astrology 🌜

Ketu and your daemon

Colours of the rays of various planets , which you can wear to strengthen it🪄

Types of Zodiac signs with correlation to Nakshatras :

Nakshatra's and birds through mythology and interpretation✨ : swan

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𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝗹 𝗥𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗮

Mini Nakshatra analysis for the series : DARK Netflix💫

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

𝓥𝓮𝓷𝓾𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑˚̑*̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.

𝓁𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈ℴ𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ𝓈

Asteroid Soma 2815 in signs

𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲𝓭 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 11911 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓼

Asteroid Kaali 4227

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Surrealism/Subconscious art

ASTRONOMY DAY

Correlating Astrology , with Astronomy and Quantum mechanics.

Thank you 🌷

[visenyaism]

who is the most inbred of the targs? like has the least amount of other dna. this isnt meant to be a weird blood purity thing i just find it interesting. cuz i was looking at the family tree and it kinda seems like viserys and daemon? they have 3 generations of sibling marriage behind them at least rhaenyra has some arryn to add a little variety. but then daemon and her have kids theyve gotta be pretty fucked.

I cannot give you an exact answer because I made a solemn vow many years ago that I would never be one of those weirdos calculating valyrian blood quantum on main. however probably daemon and viserys or daemon’s kids yeah

[venusintheblindspots-blog]

A few fun facts about Netty

* Nettles survived as the lowest caste in society (more than likely on her own), for sixteen years.

* Every man who has tried to mount Sheepstealer has failed, including Alyn of Hull, a bastard of House Velaryon, confirming that he has Valyrian blood. Nettles has not been confirmed as a dragon seed, but she is the FIRST and LAST rider of the wild dragon Sheepstealer. Regardless of blood quantum, she did what most tried and failed to do.

* Nettles fought bravely in Westeros’ most deadly war, the Dance of the Dragons.

* She pursued Aemond One-Eye, arguably one of the best warriors during the Dance of Dragons, and was willing to meet him in combat.

* When Queen Rhaenyra had called for her head, she was defended by the Maesters and Lord of the Maidenpool, as well as Prince Daemon Targaryen.

* Her mount, Sheepstealer was one of the last known surviving dragons.

* After the Dance, Nettles was worshipped by the wildlings of the mountains who would bring gifts to her to prove their courage and coming of age as men.

* Of the many characters in Fire and Blood, Nettles was amongst the group of characters GRRM wanted to explore more.

[asrielbelacquaaaa]

Notes

NOTES FROM ASRIEL'S NOTEBOOK

Theoretical Properties of Dust Particles

Initial hypothesis: Dust is more than matter—it is a carrier of consciousness, responsive to thought and self-awareness.

Equation:

Where:

D = Dust density in a given region

C = Level of consciousness present (quantified through psychic energy measurements)

T = Temporal factor; Dust concentration increases near regions of high emotional resonance

λ = Wavelength of energy resonating within Dust particles

Measured change in Dust density at higher consciousness levels suggests a correlation coefficient of 0.85. Further testing needed to confirm relationship in regions of varying population and psychic energy.

Inter-world Travel Calculations

Assuming energy to penetrate barriers between worlds is directly proportional to the harmonic resonance of Dust particles.

Energy equation for barrier penetration:

Where:

Eworld = Minimum energy required to breach

ℏ = Reduced Planck’s constant

ω = Angular frequency of Dust’s resonance in presence of strong consciousness

R = Resonance factor, based on Daemon alignment and consciousness level

Preliminary experiments: Tested resonance on artificial Dust replication. Result: Field interference at boundary zones when R > 3.2. Failed to sustain stable opening beyond 10 seconds.

Inter-dimensional Tunneling Experiment 2.5

Objective: Create a sustained passage to a parallel world, keeping the barrier stable.

Required instrumentation:

A source of high-frequency electromagnetic waves tuned to match Dust resonance

Quantum stabilizers (designed to limit destabilization during the passage)Stabilization constant:

Tested with adjusted barrier material (Bmat) and field control strength Fc​.

Results showed collapse in spatial consistency; further refinement needed in harmonic tuning.

Calculations:

Where:

Pstability = Probability of tunnel maintaining integrity

k = Resonance constant of Dust within the dimensional threshold

kthresholdk​ = Critical threshold for tunnel stability

Conclusion: Calculations indicate higher levels of Dust concentration could stabilize the gateway, but risks of particle dispersion are significant. Further refinements needed in energy source and calibration.

thanks for the headache @kingofthewebxxx

[ozai-the-bonsai]

I CANNOT GET ENOUGH HODT CONTENT I NEED TO INJECT IN IN MY VEINS AT THIS POINT ARGHH

(I should be studying for the fucking upcoming exams next month but hbo decided to invoke the fangirl phase just at the right time fml)

Who is gonna fuck me the hardest - Daemon Targaryen or introduction to quantum computing? Stay tuned!

[whimsicalmeerkat]

Fic Master List

All the cool kids have these, so I figured I'd make one as well. Splitting them up by fandom since I have a bajillion fandoms and fics. List updated as of 2/24/2024. Some of the links go straight to my works on AO3 and some go to a post I've made here on tumblr. It's a work in progress.

Drabbles | 3 Sentence Ficathon

Teen Wolf: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent/Derek Hale, Derek Hale/Peter Hale, Derek Hale/Laura Hale

Men’s Hockey RPF: all archive locked, click the link to see pairings etc.

Black Jewels - Anne Bishop: Daemon Sadi/Lucivar Yaslana

Original Work: various m/m and m/m/m pairings

The Hollows - Kim Harrison: Trent Kalamack/Rachel Morgan, Jenks/Matalina

Spider-Man/Deadpool

The Witcher: Emhyr var Emreis/Geralt of Rivia, Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Psy-Changeling - Nalini Singh: Aden Kai/Vasic Zen, Kaleb Krychek/Judd Lauren, Lucas Hunter/Hawke Snow, Judd Lauren/Walker Lauren

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard

The Authority: Apollo/Midnighter, Apollo/Midnighter & Jenny Quantum

Perilous Courts - Tavia Lark: Julien Sandry/Whisper, Bellamy Sandry/Rakos Tem, Daromir Azri/Vana Dire, Vana Dire & Bellamy Sandry, Corin Marcel/Audric Sandry

Radiance Series - Tavia Lark: Evain Marha/Leth ka Tariel, Karis Cooper/Ronan Vizia, Arthur Davorn/Shaesarenna Nightven

Demonic Disasters and Afterlife Adventures - Shannon Mae: Adam/Minos

Chosen One Universe - Macy Blake: Victor Eastaughffe/Orsen Riggs, Victor Eastaughffe/Orsen Riggs & Gus, Bentley "Bebe" Baxter & Eduard Eastaughffe, Jedrek/Nick Smith

The Epic of Gilgamesh: Enkidu/Gilgamesh

Last Binding Series - Freya Marske: Robin Blyth/Edwin Courcey

Marvel Cinematic Universe: Loki/Thor

[clonerightsagenda]

His Dark Materials season 3 continues!

These were slightly less grueling although part of it might be that I had a task to work on while watching. I still get the sense that they dragged out every beat with a bunch of additional conversations whenever they could. Maybe that would be more welcome if I was watching this week by week as they were released rather than in a row.

Episode 5:

Oh thank god the mulefa do have their seedpod wheels, just not all the time.

I bet Mary wishes her degree was in botany, zoology, or anthropology, not theoretical physics.

We really speedrun the mulefa plotline in this. I wonder if it's difficult for show only people to follow? I naturally can fill in the gaps without thinking about it too much. The take that Eden is a savanna filled with rollerskating elephants remains bold.

They put Mrs. Coulter back into skirts... the monsters. Mrs. Coulter x pants is the real flagship of this tv show.

Will misgendered his daemon but then immediately switched to "her" when he talked about her being with Pan. Maybe the reminder that Pan is male tipped him off.

Going to the land of the dead and saying 'do you guys want to like. leave' remains a power move. Love a good harrowing of hell/afterlife breakout. The walls being piles of cast off objects from the living world is an interesting addition.

Roger: I've changed. My mom: I got a lot older. Me: It turns out if you die you can still go through puberty. It's part of our torture.

They cut the liar/Lyra bit with the harpies which is a shame. I guess they sort of used it earlier with the guard in the entry area of the land of the dead calling her a liar. Still all the harpies stuff is kind of out of order, with Gracious Wings saving her before they made their deal. Also instead of human heads the harpies look like they are part turtle.

Will and Lyra: languishing in hell Mary: hot girl summer

They sure dragged the bomb thing out. Honestly I don't hate it missing Lyra because the target locked too early, considering 'a ghost magically knows about the bomb and they defeat quantum entanglement by giving her a haircut' was kind of an ass pull. I also don't necessarily hate the rift being the angels retaliating, since it makes Metatron a more major player before his defeat and it makes the increasing loss of Dust a more direct part of the 'battle'. It does sort of undercut so much of the damage to the worlds being humans fucking shit up in the name of the Authority though. The angels in the book really don't do much, and I think that's by design. Also talking to you, Good Omens showrunners.

Episode 6:

Nooooooo not more voiceovers

Ruta lampshades it in the books but really how did Lord Asriel build his massive compound with foundries in like 2 months after crossing universes with nothing but the clothes on his back.

Asriel seeing a giant rift rip open between worlds: clearly this is about me

Mrs. Coulter: Our daughter is dead. Asriel: *read 4:16 pm*

Mrs. Coulter is like what they say about converts being the biggest zealots except she's converted to parenthood

Sergei got sucked into the rift? Ok so they racebent Ruta, made her clash with Serafina as the more violent/impulsive one, gave her the tension with Mrs. Coulter, and then killed her off even though she doesn't die (at least onscreen) in the books. Not a good look, guys!

Adding some Roger/Will active jealousy rather than Roger just sadly observing how close he and Lyra are now while Lyra doesn't even realize it. Suppose that's harder to do in video. But Will are you really gonna beef with a dead kid. Let him have this

Asriel and Iorek talking is show!original but I'll let it slide because it was satisfying to see someone finally hit Asriel

Will's dad finally (vaguely) drops the lore about the wrong world killing you, even if he didn't make it sound fatal in the same way. You guys couldn't have even had him dramatically coughing up a little blood in the last season? That's a classic

IDK why Will's dad got to explain what happens to ghosts while Lyra keeps saying she doesn't know. Babe you have the alethiometer

They didn't have Lee and Will's dad stick around to be a gay ghost warrior duo! I'm genuinely surprised considering how they went out of their way otherwise to give LMM more scenes.

Mrs. Coulter heart to heart with the golden monkey. Golden monkey sympathy arc has been THE most surprising adaptation change tbh. Not even joking about this

[daemonsquarters]

*A video file is sent to Daemon.*

*Playing it reveals a dark room. Various machinery whirrs in the background.*

Hello there.

*Its voice is refined, with a hint of an accent long since masked.*

*From the shadows, a large beast lumbers forth. A massive... Rat? Wearing a labcoat?*

I am Doctor Malcolm Roenn. I am a member of The World of Sekaiju's scientific community. I am known for discovering Temporal Energy. I am simply announcing that I will be sending messages your way in the future... Also, I have some questions.

*The doc adjusts his glasses, pulling out a piece of paper, which he quickly grumbles about whilst reading, before looking back at the camera.*

What is Zero? How was it discovered?

Are you aware of Tempus Vestige? Are you aware of me or my accomplishments? Are you aware of the existence of Temporal Energy, or even Temporite?

*The beast pauses, wondering whether he should even ask the next question... He inevitably does. Curiosity must not go unsatiated, after all.*

...Are you aware of The Grand Spirals?..

...Anyway, that will be all. I bid you farewell, madam.

*Bwiip. Video ends.*

Well, greetings, Doctor Malcolm Roenn. I am Daemon, previously known as Doctor Ophione Clua. It is refreshing to receive these more professional questions.

I... happen to have just given a pretty large explanation of Zero earlier, so I will redirect you to it, though I did not explain how Zero was discovered. From the records she has left, it was my own mother, Medusa Clua, that discovered Zero, while studying quantum science. She would largely study it on her own with a few select other scientists afterwards, and while it was quickly commercialized, it took a long time for the true nature of Zero to be revealed to the public.

I have heard various whispers of this 'Tempus' from other questioners. I have also vaguely heard of this 'Temporite', so affectionately referred to as "rock cancer". You yourself were not quite on my radar, however.

Th-the Grand Spirals... I... I know nothing of those... those.

That is all on my end for now. I suppose, since you brought up your achievements, I should inquire as to what said accomplishments are.

[flamingkorybante]

hello! I've come to ask you the same question I've asked your partner @thegodwhocums by their recommendation :D so here's the thing: what's your tip to achieve a state of enthusiasm? happiness to you both

Hello! I’m glad you asked @thegodwhocums first because I kind of feel like their experience may be more useful to most people? Like okay, let me start by telling you the quick (quick for me) version of my history with the Daemon Agdistis, and then we’ll see if we can try and translate it into advice that would be useful for literally anybody.

I first encountered Agdistis through Raven Kaldera’s book Hermaphrodeities (I know). In 2015, I was organizing a weekend long-queer sex and magic camp named after a line from a James Broughton poem (I know) and one of the nights of the festival was a trans and gender variant theurgic ceremony. Each of the ritualists picked a trans or gender variant spirit, deity, or entity that they worked with or felt a connection to, and invited that entity to ride them for the duration of the night and transmit blessings to the participants. I had been working with Cybele for a few years at that point, so it seemed intuitive for me to open myself to her genderpunk aspect-slash-child, Agdistis.

I had been preparing for some time; I wrote an invocation, I shaved my head, I wore silver, I covered myself in jewels. We lit torches and carried them across the field into the ritual space, ringed by trees, centered on a bonfire that was already blazing. Each ritualist in turn invoked the entity they were hosting and invited the participants to come to them for gifts, anointing, blessing, and touch.

When it was my time to speak, I said:

I am Agdistis, strangest child of the Mothers. See me bursting out of the earth, my Mother, running, overflowing with gender like the seconds after a firework explodes, hairy breasts, vivid lips in colors you can’t imagine inside a corona of beard, fluttering my fingers through a catalog of meanings to take what turns me on and leave the rest in piles on the sidewalk for the next passerby. See me smooth and featureless, a jumble of appendages with no context, slipping through space like a fawn, flickering and illegible and unafraid. See my body, cunt and no cunt, cock and no cock, voice and no voice, shape and no shape, simultaneously drawing and repelling gaze and touch like the center of a star.

I was born of the wet dream of the father of the gods and arose, shaking ichor out of my eyes, bearing the glory of every gender, holding the powers of giving forth and receiving, bigendered, trigendered, all-gendered, like an uncollapsed quantum waveform holding in my wild selves infinite potential.

I am the bringer of chaos, and I danced through the world leaving a trail of madness in my wake. Those whom I touched, bled on, fucked, those who loved me, were irreparably transformed.

The pantheon themselves were terrified of my expansiveness, my beauty, and my tremendous power. They told me I had to choose, I had to be a man or a woman, I had to deny all parts of me but one, and I flipped them the bird and danced away.

 Of course, as the story goes and always has gone, they hunted me down, mutilated me, maybe killed me.

 If you seek to be terrifying in your weirdness, my children, you may call upon me. If you seek to hold so much power in your illegible genders and your unknowable and familiar bodies and your wild dancing that you are a threat to the worldview of the people who are comfortable in the status quo, if you leave footsteps of fire as you walk through the world, and if the world retaliates with violence and pain and blood, if parts of you are severed and tossed aside, if they try to take everything from you, then you are mine and I love you and I will hold you until there is nothing left of the universe.

I can’t really tell you what it felt like to have them inside me for the first time. This is what it means to be a mystery — not that I’m forbidden from telling you in some way but because it’s not possible to tell you in a way that conveys anything about the experience. It was like being picked up and thrown. It was like a five foot tall fish hook entering you through the cunt and coming out your mouth and dragging you along. It was like the opposite of vomiting but with your spirit instead of your stomach. 

And then I went crazy and stayed crazy for about a year. They had rolled into my body like a bulldozer and left all of my psychic defenses a catastrophe. They had busted the lock off the door to my spirit and now it wouldn’t shut all the way. I couldn’t keep them out. They poured themself into me unpredictably — when I was trying to work, when I was having sex, when I was on the subway, when I was at bars. I would hear their voice purring out of my throat and know that they had pushed me out of the driver’s seat again. I didn’t know what to do; I couldn’t stop it but I also didn’t want it to stop. I felt high on their presence all the time. I wasn’t eating — I didn’t need to eat, didn’t need to feel anything but them. I couldn’t think about anything but how much I wanted.

I wrote:

You drop me to my knees in the dirt, spit wildness onto me, tear me open

with laughter. You seep like oil into the cracks in me

and solder me into something unrecognizable.

You crash through me like white water and I ride high and don’t feel pain and

laugh like a lunatic and rub my hair in the dirt and drown in it, lungs full of flowers,

belly fully of ivy, mad, mad, mad.

You come in tumbles and road rash like I am skinning myself to feel this way always. You come in bloodlust and the rolling boil of a euphoric high, you come in trembling anticipation and lightning bug touch and then you come as the hurricane.

You want to hear me beg, demon, reach out and feel my hunger for you. I cannot beg with words tonight; I must beg with my wet mouth and my constricted breath and my arching back.

When you drain out of me in the comedown night, you leave me cold and panting and giddy with shame. I stumble and crash, missing you like air, hungers twining together into overwhelming implacable undifferentiated more more more.

It took me a year to figure out a solution and everything in my life was already warped around the shape of them. I tried to learn to ground, to put up bubbles of golden energy or whatever, I thought about making protective tools, like a faraday cage for my head. Finally I came up with an agreement — a contract, written clearly and offered willingly. Offering exactly what I could offer and no more, and asking for exactly what I wanted and no more. Offering that they could inhabit me me under certain circumstances, when invited, and I would give them offerings of everything they could see with my eyes, all the pleasure they could find through me — but only when the contract was in effect.

I realize I promised you a short version of the story and trust me, this is short for me. But it did work.  I wrote the contract out by hand, I rolled the paper tightly around a wire, and I wire wrapped it around a palm-sized labradorite, and when I put the amulet on, the daemon takes the wheel.

You can read the text of the contract and see photos of the amulet here:

If I’m being totally honest I wouldn’t say I recommend doing it that way. I didn’t starve to death or get involuntarily hospitalized or fuck up my job or tank my relationships but I very well could have. It’s pretty common to have a period of being Dramatically Fucked Up as you are stepping into being a mystic and obviously me giving you a word of warning isn’t going to prevent it from happening to you if it’s going to, nor should it.

But I guess here’s the advice I can actually give you.

You can negotiate. Even if our experience of culture is secularist, there’s probably some stuff that’s trickled in there about deities being omnipotent or at least being the boss of you. That is not globally true. Circumstances under which a particular deity is the boss of you include: if you have been dedicated to that deity through your own (or, by some accounts but not all, someone else’s) action; if you have an agreement (also known as a “covenant”) with that deity. That’s p much it. If a deity shows up in your world and tells you that you have to obey them, be suspicious. If you choose to enter into relationship with an entity, you can negotiate terms. Be realistic about what you can offer and keep to your commitments. Ask for what you want, be specific, and be prepared to get it in the most disruptive way possible.

Have a trip-sitter. We’re talking about altered states, whether achieved through consuming substances of some kind, dancing your ass off, meditating, getting the shit beaten out of you, rhythmic chants and drumming, getting fisted, whatever, all roads up a mountain lead to the top. Any practice that YOU find gives you little flashes of being able to touch something world-endingly enormous, something that breaks your head open and lets the night sky in, something that you come back to yourself after a little speechless, a little transformed. And then if you can, have a buddy with you — someone who can give you a sternal rub if your spirit wanders too far from your body and can’t find its way back, who can take notes on what comes out of your mouth, who can make sure the Horned One doesn’t accidentally suck fifteen strangers’ dicks with your mouth. Set some parameters with your buddy as if you are going into a psychedelic experience, even if you’re not consuming anything. Identify circumstances under which they should try to call you back to your body, and what grounding methods usually work for you to do that.

As far as the practical like mechanics of opening up and letting them in, here’s how I do it. 

1) Cleanse. It seems like you can cleanse in whatever way works for your practice — khernips, regular smoke, herbal baths, a straight up shower, it all seems to work fine. Honestly I don’t think Agdistis cares about this but they are the theurgic equivalent of a dumpster diving punk and your other gods may be more fussy.

2) Make the invitation. In my practice, that means putting on the amulet and reciting the couplet. You can make agreements about what your invitation can look like — I think having some kind of talisman to demarcate the difference between regular time and possession time helps.

3) Relax your grip on reality. If you don’t already know how to do this, things like drugs can help you get a sense of what it feels like, but I was taught that drugs are a shortcut and you should be careful not to use them to the exclusion of figuring out how to take the long way round. Once I have the amulet on, I close my eyes, slow my breath, and imagine myself undoing a line of latches that runs from between my eyes along the center line of my skull back to my brainstem, slowly, one at a time. When the last latch is open, Agdistis rushes in like a river to fill the space between me and the world.

I don’t know if this is helpful but I hope it’s at least interesting to read!

[discipulusmaleficus]

(suffered a whim and drafted a new, wordier post for the fundamentals of my Weird Magic System Nonsense (1, 2) bc I never bothered convert pt. 1 from handwriting to text and it's ugly. I do not promise this is comprehensible, coherent or interesting.)

Magic is not a solved science. It's difficult enough trying to integrate the different models and techniques used by various magical traditions throughout the world even without trying to throw quantum mechanics into the mix. Furthermore, for historical and cultural reasons, much of the magical community remains reluctant to entertain certain investigations.

(Besides, wouldn't want to make yourself redundant, would you?)

I have vague and silly ideas about it, though.

RE: MATERIAL AND EXTRAMATERIAL SPACE

Magic, like material matter, most likely takes the form of particles and waves (which are the same thing ;) ). (No I do not have names and basic properties for the fundamental magical particles and I am not going to. I was considering charges of hot/cold and wet/dry despite these not meaning anything relevant to our macro understanding of these things, though.)

Now.

As a rule, material particles live in the mostly-flat three dimensional space we are familiar with navigating, and do not have the magical energy to leave it unless charged by an outside force.

As previously noted, magic takes place in six dimensions. Anything not on the material plane is on the astral plane, making it much larger and more confusing to navigate.

Similiarly, as a rule, pure magic exists Around the material plane and will only ever -- usually never -- be briefly visible or solid from our perspective. It can, however, bond with and influence both solid and magical particles -- in fact, essentially every molecule has magical elements. Magic is prone to loosely orbiting the material plane, though this effect peters out the further you get from it. (Have fun getting lost in the void.)

Purely or primarily magical entities include ghosts, curses, most daemons, and abominations such that how best to describe or categorise them is a lively debate.

RE: SOULS OR AURAS OR WHATEVER

All living things have some biological systems that extend into the astral plane. In intelligent species, this is what we call the 'soul'. Its anatomy is complex, fluid and poorly mapped, and can vary on an individual basis far more than our physical forms. Certainly, though, it is -- in most people -- capable of forming prehensile appendages, of absorbing and channeling magical energy, and of something resembling sight, touch and taste. Good passive defence against hexes correlates with less sensitivity.

Magic as an activity is, at its core, simply the ability to make use of said extramaterial Bits to achieve useful work. Our minds aren't really equipped to comprehend the full picture here, so anything sensed spiritually is generally subconscious or translated into an easier-to-digest form which varies person to person. This is also, of course, why mages are so often reliant on visualisation, symbolism and instinct.

Although they can naturally be pried apart temporarily, damage or extended separation is liable to cause brain damage and no doubt any other number of lovely things. Getting lost outside reality will generally render your body a vegetable, although there are some isolated reports of such examples going on to recover and develop new, different identities.

Typically, even when astral projecting, it's possible to maintain enough of an umbilical cord that this isn't a major issue. Total separation releases energy and requires energy to undo -- which is part of why one can harvest energy from animal and human sacrifice, as well as why young idiot mages occasionally need help getting back into their bodies.

[lucascecil]

Third Doctor - Project: Blue Box

TV Stories

◆ Spearhead from Space

◆ The Silurians

◆ The Ambassadors of Death

◆ Inferno

◆ Terror of the Autons

◆ The Mind of Evil

◆ The Claws of Axos

◆ Colony in Space

◆ The Daemons

◆ Day of the Daleks

◆ The Curse of Peladon

◆ The Sea Devils

◆ The Mutants

◆ The Time Monster

◆ The Three Doctors

◆ Carnival of Monsters

◆ Frontier in Space

◆ Planet of the Daleks

◆ The Green Death

◆ The Time Warrior

◆ Invasion of the Dinosaurs

◆ Death to the Daleks!

◆ The Monster of Peladon

◆ Planet of Spiders

Audio Adventures

- 3rd Doctor Adventures & Audio Novels

◆ Scourge of the Cybermen

◆ Prisoners of the Lake

◆ The Havoc of Empires

◆ The Transcendence of Ephros

◆ The Hidden Realm

◆ The Conquest of Far

◆ Storm of the Horofax

◆ The Rise of the New Humans

◆ The Tyrants of Logic

◆ Primord

◆ The Scream of Ghosts

◆ Poison of the Daleks

◆ Operation: Hellfire

◆ The Unzal Incursion

◆ The Gulf

◆ Conspiracy in Space

◆ The Devil’s Hoofprints

◆ The Annihiltors

◆ Kaleidoscope

◆ Supernature

◆ The Conservitors

◆ The Iron Shore

- The Companion Chronicles

◆ Old Soldiers

◆ Shadow of the Past

◆ The Last Post

◆ Binary

◆ The Blue Tooth

◆ The Rings of Ikiria

◆ The Sentinels of the New Dawn

◆ The Doll of Death

◆ The Magician’s Oath

◆ Tales from the Vault

◆ Find and Replace

◆ The Mists of Time

◆ The Scorchies

◆ The Many Deaths of Jo Grant

◆ Ghost in the Machine

◆ The Three Companions

- The Lost Stories

◆ The Mega

- Classic Doctor, New Monsters

◆ The House That Hoxx Built

- Short Trips

◆ Landbound

◆ The Blame Game

◆ Walls of Confinement

◆ The Christmas Dimension

◆ Blue Boxes

◆ A Home From Home

◆ Taken for Granted

◆ Damascus

◆ Gardeners’ World

◆ The Switching

◆ The Other Woman

◆ Still Life

◆ Pop-Up

◆ Time Tunnel

◆ The Same Face

◆ Sphinx Lightning 

◆ Lost in the Wakefield Triangle

◆ Waiting for Gadot

◆ A True Gentleman 

◆ The Threshold

◆ Crime at the Cinema

◆ Decline of the Ancient Mariner

Books

◆ Dancing the Code

◆ The Eye of the Giant

◆ The Scales of Injustice

◆ Speed of Flight

◆ The Devil Goblins from Neptune

◆ The Face of the Enemy

◆ Catastrophea

◆ The Wages of Sin

◆ Last of the Gaderene

◆ Verdigris

◆ The Quantum Archangel

◆ Rags

◆ Amorality Tale

◆ The Suns of Caresh

◆ Deadly Reunion

◆ Island of Death

[harrelltut]

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[eimearkuopio]

The version of Re:Your Brains currently on Spotify feels like it's running just slowly enough to have given me uncanny valley feels. Dear time travellers, personally I prefer the version that involves walking backwards into the future at a rate of one subjective second per objective second, with occasional glances over one's shoulder. I accept that some of you may view this statement as hypocritical, but the good news is, I'm 100% human, broken down into 25% Catholic, 25% hypocrite, 25% neo-ortho-pagan, and 25% TBD. My goal is for everyone to get 1 quantum Horsepower of life per birth, and ideally one death per birth and one birth per death, but those are very much long-term goals that I intend to spend the next 20-50 years accomplishing depending on how my story and context align with my accidental/finite self. The difference between an Echo and a Reflection probably comes down to rotational symmetry, but I might be wrong. Good news is I think I'll have time to find out; bad news is I've been deliberately ignoring all bad news in the hope of being a good Tabernacle for the Garden Party, and a good Host for the @LANtis party.

If what I'm saying is intriguing but makes no sense, we're on Week 4 of my solo, so it should be safe to ask me questions. If you're not sure, wait until at least 06.11.2024 (or possibly 11.06.202X if you're American and not sure of the date - oh, that actually has a meaning that I only just noticed!). But I genuinely believe that things will be better on average going forward. There will always be the poor and the less fortunate. No revolution can bring everyone with it, but a rotation can sometimes raise the quality-of-life floor pretty impressively if you have enough patience to trust in Maxwell's Daemon and pretend to be meeker than you are. Les Misérables and Maskerade don't tell the same story, but they have a lot of the same characters if you squint. I know the parallel with Phantom is more obvious, but Javert and Esme Weatherwax have a lot more in common with one another (and with me!) than you might think at first glance. 💜💚🩷💙🩵

[theunitedstatesoffemale]

How To Make A Trick A Treat

I won't question this. That is not my desire.  Here is my goal:

HOW TO MAKE A TRICK A TREAT.

I love to write. I love to create, basically.  I have a few books of poetry that can be purchased (selfish plug) and if I am not creating, I am bored and I just plain out don't like it. But when it comes to my mental, emotional, and spiritual health, one of my favorite forms of alchemic healing and prophetic, prolific soul transformation is writing. So here is a blog for me to discuss how to take something "dark" and make it "light".

Let's face it: we need the sun and moon. We need light and dark. I don't know how they do it in states and countries when it's either more daylight than night or vice versus. I like balance. I need it. So when we discuss, or rather, I discuss "dark" and "light", let's talk the difference between your shadow self and soul and truly malignant and evil beings (since today is All Hallow's Eve, I will basically put on blast negative spirits, beings, entities AND people).

I don't know about you but I like sleeping when it's all dark. To me, where there is darkness there is rest. Peace and restoration. A time to shut down or quiet down enough to be still and travel to places within me and in other spaces of Time, Space, Local. I like that. I'm a Christian Shamaness, which means TO ME that YSHUA of the Hebrew bible also lovingly and sacredly known as Jesus Christ, Jesus of Nazareth, is real and then some along with what GOD, male and female (that means GOD and GODDESS. No detracting or minimizing the Feminine Divine here. That's my Momma and Daddy we're talking about. Deal with it).  And all that GOD/GODDESS, to me in Hebrew El Elyon Elohim created - rocks, crystals, energy, elements, words, thoughts and deeds made sacred through purifying intent, spirit, soul and body - has the life of my Heavenly Parentage, who created the Universe for their children to bless in the reaping and to teach as well. What we sow we reap. It's a law that one cannot get away from, and it's present in various thoughts, spiritualities, religions, paradigms and as I study quantum physics (I'm enjoying Pam Grout, Gregg Braden and others) I understand that in dealing with the spiritual and soulful, some things need to be addressed that mainstream or New Thought/New Age believers or workers have as I have read, hear and studied, either ignored or make irrelevant or rather, part of a dying religion or faith.

I love Jesus. In that one name there are many names and in course with believing in Him, I believe as well in the spiritual architecture or framework in hierarchies in this faith of His.  I don't do or believe in religion.  To me, it has put GOD in a box and has been the primary way I have experienced being in proverbial caskets so therefore I take the Bible, the writers of it lately with a grain of salt because religious man had their way with something sacred and ancient, toying with it as they do in systems and well, I believe in Jesus and His message, principles and character. I also believe that there are demons and diabolical entities, male and female. So many believers in Christ are not aware of demonology or angelology (the study of angels, spelling in question..HA!).  I personally due to my own faith structure believe a third of celestials, from seraphim to archangels to elemental angels some call fae,  before Time became non-Love, non-Life, non-GOD yet two thirds remained to stand guard, assist, worship GOD and do the will of the ALMIGHTY.  I believe what the New Testament says about being "ambassadors of Christ" and in being a shaman worker in the way that I am, I take this very seriously.

To say I have dealt with malignant and downright evil people and things is a small statement.  And let's not forget there is a difference between a "demon" (anglicized for fallen celestial) and a "daemon", in Greek for a warrior who has passed who chose or was chosen to be a guardian.  I don't know of any churches personally that teach the difference or acknowledge but in "studying to show yourself approved before GOD" and "My people perish for lack of knowledge", I do not want to be one who doesn't have knowledge or isn't studying or searching for the higher consciousness of Christ and of GOD, where the bible says we could "have the mind of Christ". So that means we could know and experience the love that has no height, width, depth or length, the Love that conquers fear perfectly. So on a day and night like this, there is, to me, always battles, confrontations, strategies to be made and as a believer it is my duty to partake of the Love that strategies to conquer evil.

So how does this correlate with "How To Make A Trick A Treat" and mental health?

The picture I posted with this blog is me. The many, perfect me's that make up the imperfectly perfect me. Some are not so perfect.  And today, as I have sought to lay down the search for my identity and rest, I find that I am requesting to be a spiritual and soulful gateway not just for the ancients and for the deities who serve Love (to ME, GOD is Love and GOD is the MOST HIGH so the sons and daughters of GOD that the Psalmist writes of and says are heavenly beings are NOT sons and daughters of man and women...get it?).   See, I tend to use spirit and Spirit, my soul and the Soul of GOD, my Abba and my Mama, to heal and to rest because sometimes the light is too bright and because of my mental and emotional health and difficulty finding outside treatment for the Dissociative Identity Disorder diagnosis I only received ONCE after a lifetime...and OLD lifetime of hospitalizations and programs and paradigms of old...I have had to reach outside the box of the Christianity I had known and some may even call me a "witch".  I have been told "you are a witch and the bible says I should kill you" by a Christian family member who then took back saying it for whatever reasons, but the fact she said it AND believed it is something that has always had me questioning if I was evil or crazy.

And I am neither evil nor crazy. So there!

How to make a trick a treat.

Believe in you. I believe in me. I believe I am a Most High Daughter of the Most High GOD.  I also have now chosen as said daughter, to not fight what I could use as a second armor of GOD. That is where medication and treatment come in, even though I'm not in the type of treatment to help me integrate the many of me that are now so silent my memory is gone of substantial past and history but awaken when they desire and it is a...challenging existence.  So as I say "believe in you", I actively believe in the What I am because the Who?  There are deep questions of who I really am, my age, my name, my birthplace and I don't dislike "Deborah Ramos" because that is one beautiful name but it isn't me. SHE isn't me because once upon my lifetimes I have lived in these years due to the dissociation, I was told and made to be a "Trick", not a "Treat".  Labeled a sin and a demoness yet I gotta tell you, I'm neither. And in understanding that, the worlds I survey as a creatrix and as a goddess (daughter of GOD, people) and the truths I have chosen to live by and believe, well, the worlds are beautiful. With shadow and sunlight and fire and earth and water.  I belong simply because it is time to "be".

Be beautiful in my skin that doesn't at times feel my own.

Be secure in the knowledge and wisdom and discernment that come with Spirit that my Momma Wisdom who Jesus said knows Her children knows me and I am loved, loved, loved...

Did I say I was loved?

So no matter what is done, what is said, burned, blood-let, chanted, tried to tie and bind or kill and destroy or hinder me by men and women who just hate me because of my faith and other reasons I don't really care to try to find the why's to...no matter what they do or sow, I am reaping beauty. I am my own treat and a gift to others and as for my mental health treatment, I ain't fighting the tide anymore. I believe I need a little more help and I don't have to be like the Magdalene with her seven demons or the Gadarene being tied to a rock in a cemetery, chained rather because of her disorders and sensitivities that had made her a toy or puppet because she was NOT loved or UNDERSTOOD or trained up to be a spiritual master or worker or a Graced One. "Grace" I was taught is "the ability of GOD", not this gentle thing all the time and in that Grace, I live.

I live.

I love.

I believe.

And I am.

I AM.

Therefore, I have turned trick on the Tricksters and have made myself what my Momma and Daddy GOD have designed me to be.

A treat.