This video is strange. It appears to be done in honor of Oshun (African Goddess of Love who was so poor she washed her clothes in the river until they became Golden). The song has lyrics about Bathsheba and David (Soloman's parents...read 2 Samuel 11). It speaks to me on a metaphysical level today - maybe - a little.
Today I am thankful for intention.
I have a hypnotism mentor.
He has a YouTube channel.
This guy says the darndest things.
He said that the subconscious mind is like a genie on steroids.
So....maybe all the interesting things that happen to me are due to my crazy subconscious mind rather than the 466 djinn I allegedly own.
I went to the Pagan store and bought a lot of candles and oils. The owner mixed them up for me and put them in a baggie.
She sold me something called "Road Opener Oil" so I can find a job.
I asked if it was like leaving cigars by the door for Papa Legba. In my tradition, Papa Legba is Dionysus (Bacchus, Liber and such). He'll teach you play guitar for candy, cigars and whiskey, if you leave his goodies at the crossroads or the front door.
The Christians say I have to sell my soul but I don't have one. I have auburn hair.
I'm not alone.
I love my redheaded sisters on South Broadway! I bought enough oils to cast spells on this entire city!
I'm just too lazy to do that.
******
I'm addicted to thrift shopping.
It's stupid I know.
I ran into a Christian thrift shop and found a brand new Voodoo relationship candle. I was too cheap and embarrassed to buy them at the Pagan shop for $18 each.
It was .99 cents at the thrift shop. Hell, it helps fund a church.
I bought it figuring it was evidence of some stupid intention I had created at the Pagan shop.
Voodoo candles are interesting. You can get them in red or pink.
You can get them in various poses, some sexual and some boring.
This was a boring, red one of a couple attached at the hip with sparkles in it.
So.....it's for love (maybe matrimony)......
I'm not sure what the sparkles signify (wealth???? feminine power???).
I figured it was meant for me.
I guess I'm tired of being lonely.
I decided that I would start by writing down what I want in a man.
Attributes: Kind hearted, likes dogs, likes kids, likes [censored], likes getting [censored], wants a monogamous relationship (I've lost a few friends to Aids), won't get pissed if I develop a Botox addiction, honest (but tactful), has his own hobbies, lets me have my own hobbies, likes music of most genres, understands why people collect guitars and saxophones....
Maybe an artist?
Maybe a mechanic (good with his hands)?
Maybe the Gods can surprise me?
I don't know.
I haven't really thought about too much. It basically comes down to "good man, doesn't hit, doesn't care to control people, is too busy to stalk anyone and just wants a good time in a good relationship..."
Right now,
I am sitting here having trouble breathing.
Yeah....I went to the store and promised to buy the teenagers a good dinner. Get this....shrimp was on sale for $1.79 a pound. I bought popcorn shrimp. I bought coconut shrimp.
I bought 5 pounds of shrimp! That's a cheap dinner. I paid more for the salad!
They love seafood.
I bought stuffed mushrooms for me because I'm deathly allergic to shrimp.
They fell asleep after eating, so I put dinner away.
Now, I can't breath.
I am realizing that I .....I need to find a guy who will eat all the shrimp I buy so I don't touch it prior to falling asleep at night.
I can't breathe.
I'm too cheap to go to the emergency room.
I probably should try some Benadryl before I faint. I'll take a quadruple dose.
*******
So...the Pagan spell goes something like this.....
Make a love oil (depending on what you want you can use roses and ylang ylang -or- if you want a romp in the hay get cloves and allspice).
Rub it on a candle. The direction depends on what you want. Do you want to find someone to attach to your hip? Or are you trying to push someone away?
Put a list of attributes you want under the candle (or carve it in the candle).
Don't carve a name on the candle. There's no fun in that! Although the universe tends to burn one specific name in my candles.
I think I'm just delusional.
Some poor guy named MOT is in for a world of hurt. If I meet a guy named MOT, I'm running for the hills!!
Maybe MOT is a chick?
Hmmmm......must be the Artemis oil.
Anyway, after you figure out what you want, wait for a Friday (or a Tuesday if you want to have a LOT of fun)......
Burn it.
******
I guess I've procrastinated long enough.
I'll take my meds now.
I think I have a death wish. Last week, at a company function someone gave yogurt with chocolate peanut butter sprinkles.
I couldn't breathe. I'm allergic to peanuts.
Maybe they didn't want to pay my severance! Just teasing.......
Maybe when I can breathe, I'll find a real spell to share.
I think I want someone who will keep me from doing stupid stuff.....like touching shrimp and licking my fingers. I can't even fathom how I got the shrimp in my mouth!
I must have eaten something without washing my hands????
My lips are blue.
Maybe I want someone who can dial 911, too.
Damn it.....
Love ya lots.
Stay safe out there!
I'll write when I'm in less of a brain fog.
S.
Next day edit: So....I fainted in the bathroom. I tried to brush my teeth and fell.
I awoke and lit a candle. I have a red love candle. It used to say MOT. The T morphed into a P and the O might look like an A.
I'm thinking my true love is named MOP or MAP. You know, I need a new mop!!!
Maybe the spell is working!!!
Tonight, I came home and ate a roll from yesterday's dinner. My breathing issue has started up again. I think someone touched the bread after touching shrimp.
Lesson learned....avoid cross contamination!
Let's see if I can find a love spell to share......
Maybe I'll wait.....Venus is retrograde. All a love spell will do during Venus retrograde is bring back an ex.
Don't cast a love spell until after tax day...unless you want to apologize to an ex for being a dolt.
I'll post it if I ever get around to lighting it.
Today I am thankful for intention.
I have a hypnotism mentor.
He has a YouTube channel.
This guy says the darndest things.
He said that the subconscious mind is like a genie on steroids.
So....maybe all the interesting things that happen to me are due to my crazy subconscious mind rather than the 466 djinn I allegedly own.
I went to the Pagan store and bought a lot of candles and oils. The owner mixed them up for me and put them in a baggie.
She sold me something called "Road Opener Oil" so I can find a job.
I asked if it was like leaving cigars by the door for Papa Legba. In my tradition, Papa Legba is Dionysus (Bacchus, Liber and such). He'll teach you play guitar for candy, cigars and whiskey, if you leave his goodies at the crossroads or the front door.
The Christians say I have to sell my soul but I don't have one. I have auburn hair.
I'm not alone.
I love my redheaded sisters on South Broadway! I bought enough oils to cast spells on this entire city!
I'm just too lazy to do that.
******
I'm addicted to thrift shopping.
It's stupid I know.
I ran into a Christian thrift shop and found a brand new Voodoo relationship candle. I was too cheap and embarrassed to buy them at the Pagan shop for $18 each.
It was .99 cents at the thrift shop. Hell, it helps fund a church.
I bought it figuring it was evidence of some stupid intention I had created at the Pagan shop.
Voodoo candles are interesting. You can get them in red or pink.
You can get them in various poses, some sexual and some boring.
This was a boring, red one of a couple attached at the hip with sparkles in it.
So.....it's for love (maybe matrimony)......
I'm not sure what the sparkles signify (wealth???? feminine power???).
I figured it was meant for me.
I guess I'm tired of being lonely.
I decided that I would start by writing down what I want in a man.
Attributes: Kind hearted, likes dogs, likes kids, likes [censored], likes getting [censored], wants a monogamous relationship (I've lost a few friends to Aids), won't get pissed if I develop a Botox addiction, honest (but tactful), has his own hobbies, lets me have my own hobbies, likes music of most genres, understands why people collect guitars and saxophones....
Maybe an artist?
Maybe a mechanic (good with his hands)?
Maybe the Gods can surprise me?
I don't know.
I haven't really thought about too much. It basically comes down to "good man, doesn't hit, doesn't care to control people, is too busy to stalk anyone and just wants a good time in a good relationship..."
Right now,
I am sitting here having trouble breathing.
Yeah....I went to the store and promised to buy the teenagers a good dinner. Get this....shrimp was on sale for $1.79 a pound. I bought popcorn shrimp. I bought coconut shrimp.
I bought 5 pounds of shrimp! That's a cheap dinner. I paid more for the salad!
They love seafood.
I bought stuffed mushrooms for me because I'm deathly allergic to shrimp.
They fell asleep after eating, so I put dinner away.
Now, I can't breath.
I am realizing that I .....I need to find a guy who will eat all the shrimp I buy so I don't touch it prior to falling asleep at night.
I can't breathe.
I'm too cheap to go to the emergency room.
I probably should try some Benadryl before I faint. I'll take a quadruple dose.
*******
So...the Pagan spell goes something like this.....
Make a love oil (depending on what you want you can use roses and ylang ylang -or- if you want a romp in the hay get cloves and allspice).
Rub it on a candle. The direction depends on what you want. Do you want to find someone to attach to your hip? Or are you trying to push someone away?
Put a list of attributes you want under the candle (or carve it in the candle).
Don't carve a name on the candle. There's no fun in that! Although the universe tends to burn one specific name in my candles.
I think I'm just delusional.
Some poor guy named MOT is in for a world of hurt. If I meet a guy named MOT, I'm running for the hills!!
Maybe MOT is a chick?
Hmmmm......must be the Artemis oil.
Anyway, after you figure out what you want, wait for a Friday (or a Tuesday if you want to have a LOT of fun)......
Burn it.
******
I guess I've procrastinated long enough.
I'll take my meds now.
I think I have a death wish. Last week, at a company function someone gave yogurt with chocolate peanut butter sprinkles.
I couldn't breathe. I'm allergic to peanuts.
Maybe they didn't want to pay my severance! Just teasing.......
Maybe when I can breathe, I'll find a real spell to share.
I think I want someone who will keep me from doing stupid stuff.....like touching shrimp and licking my fingers. I can't even fathom how I got the shrimp in my mouth!
I must have eaten something without washing my hands????
My lips are blue.
Maybe I want someone who can dial 911, too.
Damn it.....
Love ya lots.
Stay safe out there!
I'll write when I'm in less of a brain fog.
S.
Next day edit: So....I fainted in the bathroom. I tried to brush my teeth and fell.
I awoke and lit a candle. I have a red love candle. It used to say MOT. The T morphed into a P and the O might look like an A.
I'm thinking my true love is named MOP or MAP. You know, I need a new mop!!!
Maybe the spell is working!!!
Tonight, I came home and ate a roll from yesterday's dinner. My breathing issue has started up again. I think someone touched the bread after touching shrimp.
Lesson learned....avoid cross contamination!
Let's see if I can find a love spell to share......
Maybe I'll wait.....Venus is retrograde. All a love spell will do during Venus retrograde is bring back an ex.
Don't cast a love spell until after tax day...unless you want to apologize to an ex for being a dolt.
I'll post it if I ever get around to lighting it.