I'm a Wizard and learned a trick when I was 17.... you wanna see spirit entities?

My compost pile ends up in the toilet. I tell those thing i don't want to jump on for the ride but some times they don't want to leave.

Elle is a fish smelling cunt, regardless how she manages to delete comments from a thread that doesen't belong to her.

Know your place ya lazy woman.

My toe nail fucking hurts.

Like The Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentegram, perhaps?

The Bible is in no way, shape or form the words of any God. It's the words of the Catholic Church, Shakespeare, and the like. Period!!

Poor deluded soul.

It's a shame how you come across as fairly intelligent, then reveal that you fell for the Bible story. Which is designed to quell your personal development with fear.

But since you're so full of yourself, and seem to fancy yourself a bible man.... Tell me ...is god omnipotent?

Does God have a "perfect plan" that allows him to inow exactly what will happen?

Why does God demand genocide of people he created in the land of Canaan?

Why does God demand blood sacrifices to offset sin?

Why does God feel anger, jealousy, and vengeance?

Is god perfect, are those feelings actually "good"?

....or do s god as flawed as a typical toxic husband who is made toxic by anger, jealousy, and vengeance?

Happens way too often!

I did this before seeing the question of “do we dump this outside the body?”

As I went in internally to gather my flu virus, jealousy, and marriage for compost I was digging these things out, from inside a gray area surrounded by a purple ora. It was human shape but no face arms or legs, like my energy.

When I got to cleaning out compost from my marriage it was black like slime.

I will let you know if I see any changes.

I had a lot more to dig out but, these 3 items are my most intense at the moment.

Witchery

“Retard Productions”

King James VI and I, was a PROTESTANT and it had nothing to do with Shakespeare who was also.

Idiot!

One time on a savia trip at the end, after being put on an operating table and operated on by grey like aliens, there was this smallish entity that seemed far away but was a shadow reaching into the back of my head, pulling stuff out and throwing it in a trash can.

and you did this because it was entertainment for you? Opened yourself up to demons?

The demons and ghosts I ran across were vanquished within seconds. Who wants to put up with that type of toxic energy/influence and being their food source.

Nope. Not a good idea.

It's far better to learn how to send them back from where they came from and put attention on what is spiritually nourishing.

the pieces of myself that i 'didn't understand' early on, ended up being things like dreams written in me that I hadn't had yet...

And memories of such visions I had already had though buried and awaiting their triggers to be their guideposts again in the waking life.

The difference between the worldly understandings of spiritual practices is that the world constantly has us surrender ourselves in the same ways that we're to subject ourselves to the One that gave us all this existence in the first place.

The idea of surrendering the broken and seemingly deformed pieces are the atypical mirror image along the lines of the wordily understandings.


The mirror image is the counterfeit.
The great counterfeiter is whom?


While alchemy itself mirrors a vast amount of spiritual truths and practices, and would take volumes to explain, I'll just point out that when we give these things and the things we do understand as offering rather than compost...


We see way more than just demons in the journay.
We see the heavens too.

You don't need to be a wizard to practice learning from your mistakes.

The hundred one keys rule is not what you think it is. What type of writters do you ge uh thinker with?

Nice thread, got any more of them tricks?
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Once when I was at an extremely difficult point in my life, I happened across a patch of Trout Lillies while out on a hike. I was intrigued and did a bit of research and found that these lowely, nodding flowers have a special relationship with ants. Attached to their seeds is a special food ants love - so the ants carry the seeds into their nest and feed the food to their babies. And then, since ants are neat and fastidious, they carry the rest of the seed out to their designated trash heap, which just happens to be the perfect fertilizer for the seeds. The flowers take 7 years to bloom and some of the oldest patches are over 300 years old.

So this symbiotic relationship inspired me to begin taking all my painful memories and, once I'd consciously leached all the lessons (the 'food') I could out of them, began to imagine balling them uo and kicking them off a cliff down to this huge compost pile that grew giant beautiful flowers.

And it really helped! I sorted through and cleared out a lot of junk that way.

I don't need to do all that anymore, though. Now when pain comes up I just imagine I'm standing on the edge of a cliff with a huge, endlessly deep cavern below me. I'm facing away from the cliff, with my heels right on the edge. I step forward into the next moment while the cliff falls away behind me. I never know what the next moment will bring, but I choose to focus on it and move forward.

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Physical laws rule the physical realm.

Conscious laws rule the conscious realm.

Energy is nothing without form, frequency (color), relative influence.

The WIZARD 🤣😂 I can only think of Seinfeld.

Your post also made me think of this - metamorphosis

'Are Butterflies Two Different Animals in One? The Death And Resurrection Theory...

"[T]he radical change that occurs," he says, "does indeed arguably involve death followed by reincarnation."

"In effect, the animal is a chimera, an amalgam of two, where the first one lives and dies ... and then the other emerges."

...the caterpillar section of the DNA has been turned off, and the butterfly instructions have been turned on.

"[T]here are indeed two very different sets of genetic instructions at work," he writes, and this switch, turning "caterpillar" off, turning "butterfly" on, means that "most of one body dies and the new life is resurrected in a new body."

[link to www.npr.org (secure)]

I have something similar going on. Except I have crow and the crowman from worzel gummage also by the compost heap.

Im onterested in bringing the angelic kingdom into the circuitary. Can you speak into that please?
What would that look like?

Have you ever heard of imaginal discs? They're tucked away inside caterpillars during the embryonic stage and carry all the genetic information necessary to be a butterfly. But they lie dormant until the caterpillar spins its cocoon and releases enzymes that literally dissolve its entire body. From this goo only the imaginal discs, and enough nerve cells to keep the memories of life as a caterpillar, remain. And rom these imaginal discs grow a whole new creature - new eyes, new wings, new legs, new organs, new everything. And for some caterpillars the imaginal discs start to develop into butterfly parts before the cocoon is even spun. You can't see it from the outside, but inside wings are beginning to grow.

Maybe humans, probably only on a metaphysical level but who knows, have something like imaginal discs lying dormant inside of us, too. I suspect I've maybe even known some particularly wondrous treasures whose metamorphosis began before they curled up for that last and deepest sleep. Walking amongst us, they look perfectly ordinary from the outside. It's only when you look far far inside that you realize they've already got everything they need to fly.

Abandonned thread before even sharing the technique in question. Cant take such person seriously.

No, I didn't know that. Fascinating, thanks for sharing.

The pineal gland is another one of life's magical mysteries.

Ok instead of bitching, i will just ask a question relevant to the topic and we will see.

These unwanted, negative and toxic parts, where to start if they are buried deep? How do you associate them to an image? Do you use your thoughts to follow the process of moving them into the compost pile? Most important: how do you make the compost pile? I mean, how do you convince yourself this will work as intended, and is not just some inner fantasy?

No.
Go away, wicked one.

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