Confessions of an American Witch

Given my long absence from Facebook (disappeared summer 2024), I know that there will be some people curious about what triggered my disappearance. And whether I am back for good, or if this is just a brief check-in for some unknowable search engine quark that I am trying to cross off. Maybe we should ask She Who Demanded My Complete Silence . . . or He Who Must Have All Students . . . or He Who Said That Only Traitors Voted For the Wrong Politician--and why each of them said it was okay to kill me to address my many crimes against the only person (leader) in the community that has any say in what you do today. Yes, it is my ego that is the problem here. The most important person to declare herself the boss of me was my baby sister, who after the death of another one of my siblings decided to threaten me with a prison sentence. Basically, if I didn't give up being an author, she was going to get me tossed in jail for not turning my dad in. The claim is that the eighteen year old me...

Given my experience as a lodge officer and student of the Hermetic Golden Dawn and its offshoots, occasionally I need to explain (if only to remind myself) why I am not allowed to teach and lead in GD.  A who's who of the Golden Dawn community. I was not selected by a lodge to be a leader, or teacher. No, I accidentally declared myself one when attending my first Open Full Moon in fall 1996. Finding myself in the presence of a hundred-plus Denver witches, all who seemed to be experts in some esoteric field or another, I introduced myself with the only thing that I felt confident in discussing: Hermetic Golden Dawn, Thelema, and Aliester Crowley. It was either that, or talk about being an erotica author, right? Everyone who heard that initial introduction of mine, which included the mention that I was a published writer, no one ever allowed me to move past, or forget that intro. I got rewarded, or punished for it, depending upon the ego of the occultist. A couple of shop owners used...

 Given my multiple month silence on this blog, and its recent birthday, let's do a status update. Khari's Garden with a little grape vine. We are still doing the Garden Parties. Because Khari gets bored without friends and company around. The same reason that she is polyamourous---and I am not. All my events have been killed, and with good reason . . . a colon test came back bad, so I have a physical health problem on top of the mental ones. Oh, and me blogging about my secret Mormon daughter and wife for the first time in 22 years was me being Paranoid Delusional, according to a newly minted medical doctor who never saw me before, who checked with other expert, who did not speak to me. Took me off the majority of my meds (bipolar and anxiety/panic) and put me on an anti-psychotic that crashed a brick through my sphere of sensation. The proof that I was delusional was that Khari could not verify that my daughter, Zee, existed. Because I had never talked to her, or anyone, about...

Hear me, America--and the spirits of the Forty-Two Judges of the Negative Judgement--I speak for myself, the Chief Adept of a mighty current of Golden Dawn being born, as well as that of the rightful sworn-in Chief of our land, the President of the United States. How my device decided to display this photo. Hail Usekh-nemtet, O Wide-strider, who coming out from [Annu] Heliopolis, I have not committed sin, or done wrong. Hail Hept-seshet, O Fire-embracer, who coming out from Khheraha [Kher-aba], I have not robbed. Hail Fenti, O Nosey, who coming out from [Khemenu] Hermopolis, I have not stolen. Hail Am-khaibitu, O Swallower of Shades, coming out from Kernet [Elephantine], I have not committed thefts, nor slain people. Hail Neha-hra, O Terrible of Face, coming out from Rosetjau, I have not slain men and women, nor have destroyed food offerings. Hail Restau [Shu-tefnut], O Double Lion, who coming forth forth from the sky, I have not reduced measures [have not diminished the bushel]. Hail ...

 Years ago, my main supplier of herbs switched hands to a witch I could not support, so I had to learn to make do with subs in my herbal needs in incense and whatnot. Egyptian clives about to go to seed. Sometimes with better results, I find that Egyptian clives seeds serve the same purpose as Devil's Dung, but without that storage odious aroma problem. If garlic had seeds, this would be its babies. I am fresh in stock . . . until I have to burn it all on Trump. That's pure black gold to the "Go away and come back no more" incense.

 As you watch me build these Godform Reference books, remember that ultimately each godform consists of seven layers--each one must be build up by the Hierophant Adept. Three different sources and counting. Mistakes will be made. By Names and Images. As cherry on top, let me give you a brief idea of where I am headed with my formation with the gods and goddesses of the Forty-Two Judges of the Negative Confession. Physical : A position in space (Temple). Please note in the case of the Forty-Two, as part of an Engine, they slowly move in a chain, two rows of twenty-one. But they are present in all Outer Order Golden Dawn initiation rituals; therefore, their power is significant on the initiate, for their decision to cut the student out of the system can come at any time.  Elemental--Enochian : Each godform in GD is associated with at least one square. Astral-Emotional : Mythology surrounding the gods , much that we have sadly lost. Astrological : The Forty-Two work though the po...

In her attempts to get gold stars for her decision to nuke my Mormon wife out of my life, Khari made it clear that she thought I would be a bad father. Announcer, please . . .  How to produce an artistic genius--slide one   "Weighing in at six pounds, six ounces, we have the Riverside Shakespeare . Know the first line to that poem, or song, then this is the book for you--it has the indexes. Heavy, too. Raise a daughter hefting this once a month, and you build Supergirl , able to crush bricks." During my community college years (my 40s), me and another parent of a daughter got exposed to the idea that the way to keep Shakespeare (or any great author) alive in your memory was constant refreshment.  We had a professor who read a Shakespeare play a month. Toss in the Homer and the Milton from the class, and her daughter was sure  to have exposure to classic literature. I know that at least one kid grew up in a more enriched environment, thanks to that idea. I know becaus...

For those who care about such things, yes, I did indeed take part in the Global Bind Trump ritual this month. Used the Denver City Golf Course for my Scottish witchcraft. After months of preparation, which book got used? A planned part of my Global Bind Trump "if I have to do this every damn month while he's in the Oval Office" was to do at least one ritual on the public golf course. At this point in the blog post, I must say that I am sorry to my secret Mormon wife. She thought that my use of the public golf course as a power base for black magick and witch war activities to be wrong; she might had a golfer as a brother, given the attitude.  So before I did my ritual "in the dark of the night," I said a prayer at the Catholic Church. Virgin Mother, if it must be done, let it be done. Again, sorry Ginny, it was that Catholic Church that supports that school. That one which I threatened to send my own children to, if they misbehaved. Yes, that horrible place. I s...

 Sad, that you missed the event, don't be. Here's the best bit. My artwork. Nice, right? How did I not end up in Egyptian art school? Yep, if anyone show up to my no-longer-advertised event, I make them aware of how easy, it is to make a power book--allowing one to post political messages all over. I am starting to memory some of this. Another bit that I have filed to memory. We are working from page two. Here'e page one. Sometimes, simpler is better in a Power Book. I am being loud . . . in my own garden. By names and images are all powers awakened and reawakened.

As a psychic, I am sure that Dharma and her overlord, our Commander-in-Rage, Judas Trump, have wondered how practical my study book would be for combat magick. Not a weapon in sight. Honestly, if I had to bug out for the Aliens are here, I would not be reaching for my big old study book. No, it would be the lighter book on top. Peek inside. Go on . . .  I have been found clean of sin, Osiris and Thoth. I have not profited from grain shortages. I have not reduced rations. I have not belittled the god of my city.  I have not made impure the waters of the temples. I have not stolen the offerings of the gods. I have not disputed the rightful king of the nomes.  I have not slain the sacred cattle. I have not poisoned the ears of serfs. I have not increased the rents of the priests. Call this my Zombie Day--Book of Shadows. Honestly, the big fancy Book of Shadows are great for lodge and OFM (Open Full Moon) work; but as an experienced slinger of the mystic arts, I planned ahead...

When I was younger, I used to wonder how supervillains got away with being bad guys. Didn't I just scream Professional Menace in my younger days? Being older and more experienced, today I know it is because it's serves their interests for you to be a villain. It's not that they can't see how corrupt you are; it's that if they admit to it, then they would have to see their own darkness also. Better that they reflect their darkness onto you, giving you power to work their underground dealings, ruling luck.  I keep thinking that the day will come when Khari will take a look at the growing "Necronomicon" study book that I am creating for the Justice Forty-Two Project, and she will pull the plug. Scrub the shuttle launch at the last moment; save the school teacher's life; not go for the we must do this, or else we suffer detention as a nation option.  But then again, I understand everything that I am putting into my Book of Shadows. Or at least, the skeleto...