Just bought some tigers eye crystals hope they come in soon.
On the night of the solstice and the night we enter into Capricorn (my sign) I make it a point to meditated and then do some tarot card readings.
My reading for the upcoming year is
Nine of pentacles, Ace of pentacles, Ace of swords.
A promising year indeed.
As I dance upon the sea of chaos
Moving to the rhythm of the song of life
I am one with the music and the chaos and for the most part, I am happy
As I spin and twirl, attracting the gaze of many
Looks of amazment
of desire
of worship
of jealousy
And I gaze back, scanning the crowd
My eyes pass by, hesitating on a few but never stopping completely
Unsure of whom exactly I search, but I'll know him
How could I not
I am looking for my dancing partner.
I am doing some research on vampire myths so I can expand my notes for a fictional novel I'm writing. I can't believe how much crap is out there, fake spells and rituals on how to become or turn a vampire.
I'm not looking for a magic spell, all I am looking for is ideas on how to construct a ritual so if I want to put a scene in my story about turning a vampire I can.
It dosn't have to work, it's fiction.
Anyways it really annoying when you have a legitimate interest in something and all you get are pages of garbage.
Mortals are all the same.
They don't understand anything. They are just children roaming around preaching the garbage they've been fed.
I'm so SICK of people preaching to me. FUCK those people.
It would please me to see them put in their graves.
You didn't try hard enough.
You can do better.
He's not good enough for you.
You are a quitter.
You need to be more social.
why can't you just be normal?
I look at the chair where he used to sit, and I remember that half smile he gave as he quickly looked away when I caught him looking at me as the professor went on with the lecture. I remember watching him bite his nails just like I do when I'm angry or have not had a cigarette in a while. I also remember catching up to him after class and asking him about his latest writing piece and how his blue eyes would shine as he talked to me with a bit of a reserved manner.
But now he's gone and he is never coming back, it's been a month. I didn't go to the funeral, it just didn't seem right to go. I paid my respects in my own way.
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I'm sorry
Oh no :(
Thank you for your concern. Really I'm okay.
I was not made for this time, I was supposed to live in a different time period for sure.
As we transition into December, the energies at the core of my being are extremely unbalanced. Tumultuous like the high winds of a hurricane wreaking havoc on flimsy structures. I am hitting a low point on the emotional spectrum and I don't know when I'll be back to normal.
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