Sekhmet. So hawt. She and I go back some. Lol
The forms I use daily…
1 Magician
2 High Priestess
3. Emperor
4. Hierophant
9. Hermit
3 Key 14 In a slight way but food for thought
4 Key 16 I am not at this level of yoga yet
(Whatever may have inspired the)
Sign of the Enterer
Thoth/Horus/Thme
Harprocates
Jesus/Osiris
My godform. Usually seated like the Dalai Llama. Usually bearing a Jo or bo staff, though blades, fire possible. Usually stoned.
Often in action and movement like Hermes.
Lightning and fire … Water and wind are weilded.
Catlike in life and movement.
Can modify nature.
Can heal or harm remotely.
Can be insightful through divination
Can reconcile matters aided by Elohim
That would probably be my #73 goetia entry.
Editorial note would be
Unillustrated because often appears to be or is asleep. Mofo must do a lot of soul travel.
I am the bringer of destruction. I am the protector of humanity. I am decay incarnate and plague bearer. I am the setting sun and the fire within. I am master of death and disease. I am the warrior and the bane of Kings. Men call to me to protect and to destroy. To many I am known as Kherty. To others, Samael and yet more recently, Alduin. I am the lower one, the poison of God and many other guises. Will you fear me, as many have and run from me? Or will you embrace my call? I am the son of Kek and Heqet. Nyaralathotep and Hekate. I am the nine in one and the one in nine. I am Nergal.
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Nyaralathotep.
There’s a A too many but so lovely anyhow. Wait. Now I feel a compelling need to make you tea. Earl Gray.
You should scroll up and see mine.
I already had and was in the process of explaining that we both have multiple outlets, don’t we? Lmfao. I am not surprised in the least to find you on here. Like me. Lol. Oh and by the way, you win. For being my favorite.
Three guesses…
Rhetorical question to avoid thread derailment and subsequent loss of limbs, life, sanity and hell knows what else…
Hermes with a horse fetish\head?
I prefer multiple targets in case I get bored.
LOL you are too funny, horse!
-stalks you with Semyaza-
Awe I’m a pigeon! Sweet. A pigeon and a horse with no name. To the desert!
Destroyers and devourers alike we are, brother.
Probably the late great Alan Rickman in bad mood
Or a singularity caused by an eccentric supercapitalist with raging foot fungus.