Hehe, I can just hear the call now: A=agent, C=caller
A: "Hello, $insurance company, this is $agent, how may I help you?" C: "I'd like to file a claim." A: "What is the nature of that claim?" C: "Well, I created an egregore, and let it roam around too long without a purpose or somewhere to rest. It wound up trashing my house. Would this be considered an act of God, and therefore covered by my policy?" A: "Sir/madam, I'm not certain that this would be covered by your policy. I can contact my supervisor, $supervisor will review the claim and get back to you within ten business days. Thank you for calling $insurance company and have a nice day." *click, dial tone*
Konstantinos' Gothic Grimoire is a good read, if you can get beyond the "I'm so gothic my dog barks Bauhaus!" attitude. I'm an old school goth/rivethead and I find that attitude tedious at best. That having been said, he's one of the few writers in the Llewellyn stable that actually has something to say, and a lot of his energy work exercises are actually quite good.
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As the water grinds the stone, We rise and fall As our ashes turn to dust, We shine like stars... --Covenant, "Bullet"
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