Warped Gratitude Blog

Today I am thankful I learned my computer or phone must be hacked. I'm dumping both my android phone and my windows laptop. I'm tired of the stupid games. I emailed my divorce lawyer on my laptop a little over a month ago.  His legal assistant called my android phone several times. We played phone tag. Finally, I received a phone call from the lawyer's number about ten days ago. The woman that called asked me a lot of personal questions about myself and my ex-husband.  The person said that they could not help me come up with a plan to remove my ex from the house or help with anything.  They also told me mediation wouldn't work. They gave me a weird number to call. I thought the matter was settled. They couldn't help me. I needed a new lawyer. Well......I did until Michael lost his job. Now, I'm stuck. The weird thing is that the real legal assistant called yesterday.  Again, the phone number registered the same. She said that she ne

Today I am unsure if I'm thankful that I cast the spell to chase my stalker off. Ask me again in three months. I have a job that pays $30K a year.  I only work on the weekends.  It's okay.  I'm trying to rebuild my therapy practice during the week..... the key word here is....trying.  Enter the stalking....the craziness....the gps boxes on my vehicles, the spy-ware on the computers and phones, the in-laws who just seem to know where I'm going to be and get a thrill out of watching me slurp coffee..... I'm still a little freaked out.  My blood pressure is through the roof. I'm sucking down Kombucha tea like it's going out of style. My boss says that my job is permanent.  HR says it is temporary. I have no insurance, so I'm self-medicating. All I wanted to do is make the stress and the stalking stop. So........ I smeared pepper oil on a black candle and wished for the stalking to end in a way where no one died. Then..... l

Today I am thankful that it's fall. Wax is cheap in the fall. That make it so much easier to make candles. It's been about seven years since I cast a spell to protect the local police department.  Unless someone moved the hematite I placed in the parking garage, they should be okay. I had a premonition of arson. In the dream, people in a parking garage stairwell were caught and couldn't get out.  I put hematite around the parking garage and in the city building. Then I cast a spell. I was caught casting it by a well known officer.  He caught me watering a young tree with a potion.  For many years, that tree grew larger than the rest. Truth be told, I don't know if the spell worked or not.  We never really know.  It's just superstition.  Spells are just acts of faith. We've had some crazy crap happen out here.  No officers were killed. Maybe it worked. I do know that it freaked the holy heck out of the people I knew. I guess I'll do

Today I am thankful for being schooled in the dark arts.   I nearly asked my necromancer buddy to cast the spell.  I nearly asked my gray arts friend to cast it. She doesn't live here.  She doesn't know bad things are. I know another djinn mistress who seems to have a way with getting dark wishes granted.  She offered to help.  I allegedly have over 400 djinn.  I've given them the task of helping the poor as a means to gain favor with Allah.  I guess I could ask them to save drowning children escaping civil war.  If djinn are real, I'm sure their true master would be Allah.  Allah must be pained by the deaths of innocents. My close witchy friends don't want to touch the spell, they are so angry that they feared what would happen if they lit the candles. I need to do something. ****** I decided to cast the same spell I cast twice before. The one in which my father-in-law died before the black votive burned down. The one that was cast th