People oh so rarely appreciate the value of what is before them.
Grimoires these days tend to recommend beginning magick with more casual requests, things which would be fun to have manifest, but aren’t going to radically change the course of your life.
When you get deeper into magick, and you do use it to direct the course of your life, there can be all this stress that builds up around your rituals. Do I need more magick, will this one work? Will I be ok?
Being around negativity only makes this worse. There are those people who have become so bitter and jaded that they suck the fun out of everything. It’s just a game bro.
I, personally, am so inclined that if I get into something, I tend to go all in. That’s just how I do it. That is what is fun to me. Fun means being challenged to me.
Is it fun when you have allegorical bullets whizzing past you in a challenging situation? It definitely can be, but I can understand that this takes its toll. It doesn’t matter who you are, what you’ve been through, how tough you may or may not be. Being under constant threat is not a desirable situation to be in. It erodes your psychology and weighs you down.
This is why, from early on in my practice, I have taken a keen interest in money magick. Most people’s financial reality is untenable. One push, and it all falls apart. They may or may not be taking fire, but there isn’t much protection against even a simple accident like tripping and falling over. This is akin to being constantly under threat and is not a psychologically desirable state to be in.
One of the characteristics of C-PTSD is pronounced despair. Despair makes you feel like no change is possible. Misery makes you cry, but despair is a vacuum that sucks you in and clouds your judgement to a far greater extent, in my opinion.
How you get the so-called “complex” PTSD vs the regular kind is by being trapped in a tortuous situation in which you cannot escape. This is why it is more common among prisoners of war, especially those kept under harsh conditions, than those who experience a single traumatic event.
Being unable to exercise your will and being forced to conform yourself to people who have no concern for your well-being, over an extended period of time, will have a psychological effect. If you are intensely Godlike in your meditative abilities, then perhaps you can get out mostly unscathed, but such conditions rarely afford you the time or the peace to be with yourself and practice and take your mind away from constant calculation of what you absolutely need to do to get to the next day, or even just the next interaction.
I, at this time, don’t really have a “primary profession,” I kinda just do stuff, and some of that stuff is intended to support me financially. For your knowledge, I have a book on the fashion business, which I have opened and which I keep next to my Japanese textbooks, and I have a book on the music business, which is still in its plastic wrap, and which will never be opened. See what I’m getting at here?
People are often stuck in rigid patterns of identity. “I am this,” they tell themselves, “and so I cannot do that because I am not that,” as though these things were mutually exclusive.
I believe that magick gives the potential to have a truly extraordinary life. No, I do not wish to spend my days accepting the boring toil of “work” and wallowing away my time on activities which merely distract me from the pit of despair rather than nourishing me with endless stimulation.
Much the same goes for the people in my life. It is what it is, I don’t hang out with casuals. I’ll play with the casuals, that’s fine, but why would I choose the casuals over the ones who are in as deep as I am? Casuals just don’t give a fuck. They just don’t! I see no enjoyment in what they are doing. I see no thinking, no learning, and overall very little engagement in the activity at hand.
Normally I like to say, “I would say I don’t understand this, but in fact I have a pretty good idea what’s going on,” but I’ll admit this one’s a bit of a stumper. Like really people, why are you here?
I don’t usually like to say this, but really there may just be some smooth-brainness going on. I can’t believe that these people experience the same level of satisfaction that I do, but perhaps that is simply an ego response from me, and perhaps this whole sentence is an ego response.
You ever watch any of those piano videos on youtube with someone playing arpeggios really fast that have like 3 million views? Very few people have any idea what is going on. Literally all that is is rote-repetition of a motor skill. An achievement of learning, to be certain, but there is no artistry in that, nor is there thinking, it’s just like walking.
I don’t say all this to disparage people, but to draw attention to the possibilities of experience, especially with magick. I mean they’re just so lame. That dude who’s eating shit but clearly gives a fuck and is engaging in learning? That’s not lame, that’s awesome. That dude who learned how to play an arpeggio kinda fast (laughs in bebop) so he could get all the girls to look at him at the party, that’s lame. What, you think I have any trouble capturing attention? Tell me, do you really think I would want to spend my time with someone, if I am being artistically, who can’t fuckin hang? Eating shit does qualify as hanging, just to be clear. Everyone who gives a fuck eats shit all the time, such is the nature of pushing the boundaries of artistic ability. Woah dude, that one was fucked up, haha.
But then you have the people who are deathly afraid of shit-eating. Is that always what is going on? I don’t think so. For the fuck-givers, sure. But it is a simple fact of reality that not everyone is a fuck-giver.
In everything that I have ever given a fuck about, there has always been the casuals. I believe that within each individual population, there is a higher percentage of egotistical maniacs among the casuals than among the fuck-givers, with the percentage decreasing as skill increases. To clarify, the casuals make up by far the vast, vast majority of the overall population. Some fuck-givers get capped because they don’t understand how to learn, and some get capped by the other situations in their life. A tragedy, to be certain.
If I set aside the noise from the life casuals, I can see within myself the belief rooted in experience that magick most definitely works, and that really it works quite well. You have to experience all the different kinds of magickal results a bit to get a feel for how this all comes together, and I have done this (you can always go deeper).
I won’t try and squak that my lifestyle design is the Best and that everyone who doesn’t live like I do is a fool, but I believe there are many merits to the principles I have picked up. I dislike getting bogged down. I like multi-disciplinary artforms which incorporate a wide set of skills which all require development. I dislike authorities with power over me, most of the time generally speaking outside of very specific environments. I like having the ease of knowing that I can do whatever I want, more or less, in this material world.
With each year, more chains are broken. An inexorable machine of freedom has been set in motion.