Magickal paths you've studied/practice:Witchcraft, Shamanism, Ceremonial, Necromancy and Sex Magick.
Other paths of interest:Alchemy, spiritualism, OBE, Astral Traveling, and well, anything else.
Do you practice divination? If so, which form?: Yeah, I usually work with Tarot but I've done skrying, runes, and omen reading. I'm actually quite good at Tarot, (I've been doing it since I was 12) and had gotten paid for many readings, but I really don't like reading for the public (or many people for that matter). People have a habit of being....uh...dependent.
Do you have psychic talents? Yeah, yeah I do. I remember one time I had gone down to a publicly owned wildlife reserve with a few friends. I've always felt a little...apprehensive there, but always put it off. This time we had gone at night and sat outside underneath the moon. It was a beautiful night, but immediately standing outside I got this strong sensation of needing to go towards the edge of the woods. Now, remember it's dark, the woods were thick with briars, vines and not to mention bears and wolves so my better judgement prevented me from following, but I couldn't shake the overwhelming desire to go into the woods. I knew if I did, I would find something there that I really wasn't prepared to find. So, I did what any person would do, I got into the car and said.."It's time to go now..!"
Now, as we're leaving the reserve I could vaguely make out a figure chasing after the car, it looked like a young woman. At this point I "blacked out" and saw in the front seat two men who seemed to be rather drunk. One was rather chunky with thick wooly facial hair while the other was thin and clean shaven. The thicker one of the two was driving with a beer in his hand while the thin one was seemingly nervous even with constant reasurrance from his collegue. Now, this was the part that disturbed me. On the floor was a young woman in a lilac coloured shirt bound with rope and duct tape. She had looked up at me with wide fearfilled eyes that just..well..creeped me out. Now, coming back to 'reality' I immediatly put this off as some sort of dillusional mishap that happened because I was lacking oxygen due to too much cigarette smoke. (No I didn't automatically believe I was touched by the other side, and yes I was skeptical at first.) Actually, I was skeptical for a number of years before I told someone. The person I finally told was a medicine man, I thought if anyone could make sense of it, it would be him. As I told him he became rather quiet and grabbed the phone right away. Now to make a rather long story short, he called his friend who was a lawyer who handled a case about a girl who had gone missing when she was 15 after getting off the bus 11 years ago.
The lawyer came to speak with me about my 'vision' and asked me various things such as "what colour and model was the vehicle they were in" "what did the people look like" "what was the girl wearing." "would you be able to speak with this girl again if we needed?" so on and so forth.. Actually these questions were quite stressful and I thought it was rather rediculous to be scrutinized and analyzed over a vision I had years ago. Halfway through I wanted to get up and scream "Good Lord just leave me alone and pretend I didn't say anything!!" The asked me where I had this vision and if I could take them there again. (Of course I knew this place rather well, it was sort of a rendevouz my ex and I had down by the lake (IMG:
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At this point I was introduced to man who had actually known the girl that had gone missing. I spoke to him about it all, and he confirmed a lot of my vision. Even the two men I saw in the vehicle. Apparently they were her step-brothers and she was ..well..rather permiscuous and was very much literally coming between them (another words she was having sex with both of these guys). The older one was very jealous and possesive and the younger would do anything he wanted. I was of course rather interested and began asking him what they looked like and what sort of car they had. Now that's what threw me for a loop for a while. He told me that the brothers had a white suv and a taurus, not the red ford pick up I saw. But...their father did. So, after waiting a great while for this lawyer to show up, I took them out to the spot where I had the vision and we proceeded to try and find this girl. Believe me, it doesn't happen like it does on the t.v. shows, where the psychic finds the body in a matter of hours. I didn't find anything and was completely stressed out. Within a week I went from thinking this vision was an act of folly to walking in a tick infested wood looking for an 11 year old body that may or may not be there (yes, I am insinuating animals would have taken it).
Not to mention the whole time I was being followed around whilst people asked me "could this be the spot?" "how about this spot?" "Is this it over here?" *sighs* So, needless to say, we found nothing that day. Since then I haven't gone back. I've tried automatic writing, but a part of me didn't want anything to do with it. I lived in a small close minded town and really didn't want to make myself a target of hate attacks and obnoxious people, so I kept quiet about it since. That and friends started calling me "the oracle" which actually ticked me off to no end (specially since they came over at odd hours of the night and in one instance a friend stayed a whole week afraid of going home and living on her own without my "advice") Heheh..how did I remedy this? Simple, I just said.."Look I'm human, and believe it or not I DO make mistakes so be forwarned, I'm not perfect. You have to make your own choices! That, and I want to sit around in my underwear and watch family guy for god's sake!!!" That and my husband told her to get the hell out...hehe..that could have a lot to do with it too.. (IMG:
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So, since then I've been completely hush hush about my practices and anything else. Some people might be happy to be revered for things like that, but I was actually more afraid of being uncovered and having people either cling to me like some sort of life line, or showing up on my doorstep with torches and pitchforks.
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Favorite poet: Hmmm..I don't really have a favorite poet.
Favorite musical artist or band:Either Tool, Johnny Cash, Tom Petty, System of a Down...
Favorite book/s:Modern Magick, Relic, The Road Less Traveled, Familiar Spirits, And..well many others but I'm not going to put them down.
Favorite film/s:Shaun of the Dead right now..lmao!!!
Favorite quote:It's in my signature box..
Favorite television show:Man, I love Futurama and Samuri Champloo!
Do you have any hobbies?Yeah, I draw, paint, read, knit, and sculpt.
Anything else you wanna tell us? I cried at the end of Metal Gear Solid 3.
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+ Kinjo - Member Profiles Sep 11 2006, 08:51 AM
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