Originally posted by silver_tears
I don't believe in magic per say, but I believe that a person can change their life through positive thoughts, energy, and desire. And things like love spells and such may work if you have the desire for them to.
That
is what magick is all about. Anyone who tells you otherwise is a poser trying to appear badass probably trying to cut lockets of your hair for his fakeass Vodo dolls.
Not to say there isn't curses and hexes, but very few witches dare mess with that. Even I, who am pretty liberal with the darkarts refuse to go there. The powers from where those spells originate are not very friendly, and you better be ready to work on thier terms, or you're in for some serious karmitic beatdown..
Me and mom debate this ALOT. She does the spells properly, ritualisticaly, and trusts The God and Godess to protect her..
I however, do things on the whim. Allowing darkness to enter the spell so the trial isn't so long.. Things happen instantly, things have bigger conclusions, things.. threaten my life..
Alot of times I would have "visits" with hostile intent. No-one likes to be manipulated, especialy when they aren't going to get anything in return. Like say, my body..
Also messing with the him does a number on your body. Trust me, I have unexplainable joint pains, my pancrease doesn't work right, my body is always cold, my fieces smell like sulfer and are watery ALWAYS, and my heart rate moves slowly. But that wasn't half as bad as when I started.. I don't want to scare you, but to tell you It was almost like someone else was controlling my thoughts, I wouldn't eat, my hair grew dull and brittle (it came back when I took control again) and I would have panick attacks. I vaguely remember, and as my eyes grew darker and my panick attacks grew harsher I could only look in the mirror and think "this isn't me, what's going on?"
Sometimes I wonder if they were succesful at possessing me..
When I was little (2 or 3) I use to do and say things to make mom cry, she told me about how I'd call her ***** and whore and when she'd wash my mouth out i'd grab it, eat it, and laugh. I thought maybe they were mindgames as I do that, but she said "at 2?!" 😂
I don't know why I'm so attractive as a host for these symbiotes, though after that hole suicide attempt thing it hasn't happend. Still use the necro-element though. It's my destiny. Wether I like it or not.
But I would never put a hex on someone. The drawbacks would be more then I'd ever be willing to pay. I'm not a malicous person, I'm just impatient for change, and I desire so strongly for my life not to be the way it is desperation comes over me.
Sometimes I believe that's what evil is really all about.. Do yourself a favour, if you don't think you're ready, don't do it. If you get tempted cause of desperation, remember you're not ready.. You don't want to be me and hurt physichaly and emotionaly everyday of your life..