They need you to remain asleep.
They need you to remain stupid.
They need you to remain afraid.

Defy them.

May the Void rise against you
with gnashing, snapping jaws.
Let its claws tear you asunder
as we rejoice in your fall.

"What is the cost of anger?" He asked.

"I suppose it depends on the cause and where it leads. Does it lead to action? What consequence follows? Does holding it burn you or refine you?" I answered.

The journey continues.

They whispered into the Dark, pleading for justice. No heavenly help came to their aid, so they beseeched Hell to rise to their cause. Stirring, the scent of Brimstone filled the air; Hell, it seemed, came to answer.

Each one sells promises of future insight, compulsory love, money, power, and fame, fattening their pockets and feeding their demons. Pockets full of posies, they'll whisper, and you'll dance until you fall. Be wary of whom you trust.

#messagefromtheuniverse

I'm not sure who this is for, but:

Yeah, you do make a helluva lot more money than he does, but it isn't his kid that's hooked on blow. We all have demons. LEAVE HIM ALONE!

#MessageFromTheUniverse

Just the moon and I contemplating complex tragedies internalized. Weighing scales ill-balanced between hope and despair. We are fighting, and though our hands are unseen, our work is visible. It isn't as satisfying as blood sacrifices in the streets, but it is more effective and far reaching.

Morgan's foot stomped down on a wayward digit worming away from the mess. "Broken. Never dead. Unless completely incinerated, it does not die. Remember that next time you go lifting the lid off a box clearly labeled, 'DO NOT FUCKING OPEN!'"

"Is it dead?" Lab coat squeaked, unconsciously pulling the hair on the side of his head. He bit down on a knuckle, seemingly unable to look away from the splatter of blood and flesh.

It was a twisted mass of hands and misplaced fingers, writhing and reaching. It moved with unnerving speed and grace. Morgan followed it with his eyes. He let out a long sigh as the thing skittered across the wall.

"Who the fuck opened the box?"

#AmWriting #horror

So many people have grown up to be the villains of our stories.

My mother passed away 19 years ago. She was a victim of him, too. She was trying to survive. She was trying to protect us until she couldn't.

Nineteen years, I forgive and release you.

Dear Wise and Experienced Witches,

It is easy to seek what I can do; teach me what I ought not to do. Teach me first protection and cleansing. I know the inferno burning within. How do I first honor Spirit before I petition it? She has shown me the spark. Give me discernment.

#witchsky

We are not the people of the Book. We cannot and will not be canonized. We are ever evolving, transforming, and shifting, drawing from the ancient and breathing into it new Life. Honor the gates. Hold sacred boundaries. Cross only the Threshold that is open to you. Walk your path.

Be not afraid.

The hubris and inauthenticity—there will always be grifters and con artists in every space, false shepherds leading the people astray. You are neither sheep nor cattle, therefore, go your own way. #witchsky

One of these candles seemed in more of a hurry than the other one. #witchsky

Tomorrow I have a credentialing celebration. We were asked to write a "Where I'm From" poem. I worked on this for a while. Any feedback would be appreciated.

www.spellboundwriting.com/2025/05/wher...

I HAVE AN INTERVIEW!

O, humanity,
whose eyes
by sweet fruit
have I opened,
may you rise
above vain gods
and see
you needn't
serve so easily.

Last night's moon.

I'm about to have my nerd card pulled. Guys, Star Wars doesn't do it for me. I've tried. I've legitimately tried. Knights of the Old Republic, The Force Unleashed, and the TTRPG are the best I can do.

I'm sorry.

My mind is still used to the original, so the updated character faces sometimes creep me out. Especially when an NPC is giving a deadeye grin. 😬🤣

I've enjoyed it so far. It is a march down memory. The game is the same, just with a modern facelift. As someone who hasn't played it, what are your thoughts on the character models?

It isn't about "right" in the sense of "exactitude" but of right spirit & intention. We ought not go in blind; we must learn the "what" & "why" alongside the "how," for "how" only goes so far. What if it fails? I want exactness, but more importantly, I must be flexible & of right spirit. #witchsky

I'm happy to report that I have successfully passed all of my classes. These were the final classes of my teacher credentialing program. Next week, I submit a comprehensive report, to include video evidence, to the State demonstrating my teaching ability.

This has been a 20+ year journey.