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The number one myth of modern magic: is that it is not quantifiable energy. This mistake has haphazardly led to a never ending comedy of errors and one actual thought form which in fact makes it seem operational. Crowley referred to thought forms as engines to express their practical magickal applications. The first modern scientific evidence of thought as quantifiable energy was tossed aside as a useless anomaly. The implications are not comfortable to consider. For example: the first verse of the Dhammpatta states that thought proceeds its objects. A concept that can easily be grasped hypothetically but is not so easily realized. What makes this uncomfortable is it implies personal responsibility. That is undesirable in a world gone awry where war, famine and plague exists abroad outside of our walled garden. Personal power and responsibility implies ability to do something about it. And if we could , why wouldn't we. Not to mention the more closer to home problems in our own families and communities. Magic is great. It works. It is a science that is not yet understood. We are all connected. When we transform ourselves we transform the world.

So I was just looking at my blog statistics and the day before I moved (three days ago) 20 people viewed my blog. hmmm?

The past two years have been an acceleration of growth and experience for me. The more I talk to people the more I realize that other people are experiencing it. Which reminds me of Stranger in a Strange Land, by Robert A. Hienlien. http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/350.Stranger_in_a_Strange_Land During the escalation of action in the novel, the characters experienced the same kind of thing.

Content of your charachter...

Most people who sit around and complain about being discriminated against use the argument that they are not being judged by the content of their character. What character, people only know what you show them. The burden of proof is on you.

Dark Dreaming the Divine: Descensum

Dark Dreaming the Divine: Descensum: " In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?" ...