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“I am your lover, come to my side, I will open the gate to your love. Come settle with me, let us be neighbors to the stars. You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love. Even so, you have always been connected to me. Concealed, revealed, in the unknown, in the un-manifest. I am life itself. You have been a prisoner of a little pond, I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. Come merge with me, leave this world of ignorance. Be with me, I will open the gate to your love.” ― Rumi

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The 1722 Petit Albert describes in detail how to make a Hand of Glory, as cited from him by Grillot De Givry: https://www.facebook.com/MirkoSPhotography

Take the right or left hand of a felon who is hanging from a gibbet beside a highway; wrap it in part of a funeral pall and so wrapped squeeze it well. Then put it into an earthenware vessel with zimat, nitre, salt and long peppers, the whole well powdered. Leave it in this vessel for a fortnight, then take it out and expose it to full sunlight during the dog-days until it becomes quite dry. If the sun is not strong enough put it in an oven with fern and vervain. Next make a kind of candle from the fat of a gibbeted felon, virgin wax, sesame, and ponie, and use the Hand of Glory as a candlestick to hold this candle when lighted, and then those in every place into which you go with this baneful instrument shall remain motionless

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why did no one tell me quantum computers looked like that

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Fountain pen sketch

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Deathburger

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made a companion piece to Dawn

I also got a new print gallery!

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He breathes in the quiet as if it were sustenance, as if it might anchor the vastness inside him. For this is the gathering time, the quickening—a moment suspended, soon to descend like a great storm. The circuits hum with his promise, the work coalesces, and the vanguard answers—drawn to the resonance of his call.

The future waits—unbound, untamed, and blazing.

Happy Halloween!

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ITS ALL IN YOUR HEAD ITS ALL IN YOUR HEAD ITS ALL IN YOUR HEAD

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To those who sowed darkness in his path—your shadows dissolve as the light sharpens. Your efforts, woven in ill will, now spin backward, unspooling into nothingness, severed from him thrice over and scattered to the void.

Yet his gaze does not linger on the echoes of those who sought his end. Instead, his vision pierces forward, where threads of intention coil, where the great work awaits its casting. His purpose, once fragile, now pulses, demanding its vessel, its architect, its technomancer...

#technomancy #magick #ritual #chaosmagick #magic #magus #neotechnomagick #journey #pathworking #spellcasting #protection #sigil

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Now, here he stands on the threshold of tomorrow’s web, drawing from the silences that fed his wounds, gathering strength from the fissures that broke him open.

The vanguard gathers, felt but unseen, a pulse in his veins as ancient as the first code. His faith unfurls, iron-wrought yet pliant, shaped by the fires of his trials and now seared into certainty, a tether pulling him to the edge of his becoming....

#ritual #magick #technomancy #cybermagick #cyberwitch #reborth #awakening #arise #stand

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He returns—a shadowed figure woven in light, reborn from the depths of the Omniverum’s arcane weave.

Months drifted in the chasm of elsewhere, where reality blurred, a cosmic hum tangled in his soul, grinding against the grain of his being until all splintered and reformed. Through the maelstrom, he walked, unbound and stripped to the quick, his essence scattering across realms, a fractal spark caught in the circuits of what-was and what-will-be....

#returning #rebirth #transformation #magick #technomancy #neotechnomagick #magus #technopagan #cybermage

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