Category Archives: Sorcery

Escaping Humiliation

humiliation scars deeper than the lash

renting a Mustang does not alleviate humiliation

It is only very recently that I have had the courage to take a long, hard look at my life.  The implications of my actions over recent years are severe.  Obsession, overindulgence in the wrong people and things, dissipation, confusion, despair, joylessness are what mark my days.  A struggle with addiction to alcohol. The proximate cause of that addiction ~ an unhappy destructive toxic affair.  The waste of time, money, and love now weigh heavily on my mind.

And yet, I was very unwilling and almost unable to finally break that bond ~ a bond that had no future except walking deeper into the dark slough of despond.  Call it sexual immaturity, desperation, or lack of self-worth ~ I was deeply attracted to someone who has been, is, and would go on being extremely bad for me.  If she could, she could well spell my doom, for in many ways she is a witch.

I needed to open my eyes and understand the extent of my bondage before I could begin to see a way out.  Escaping from a black widow is not the easiest thing for a man to do.  I was caught in an unhealthy unproductive place, ignorant of the truth and its implications.  I was obsessed by a person, the idea of her, a pattern of behaviour and the booze that went along with it.  Even in the midst of everything I knew it was all bad for me.  I had severe doubts in my own future, and dark thoughts of my own demise.

It will be all right, now that I have realised that I don’t always have to pay for my past mistakes.  I had a false picture of myself and the situation I was in, but now I can hold fast to the best vision of who I am and the man I shall become.

Now I have freed myself from constant deep humiliation I can know resurrection, renewal and revival, my long-dormant inner man coming back to life.

Despite everything, this is a time for me to be happy, joyous, and free.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

six times I traveled to Southern California to meet my own nightmare

Songs on Saturday ~ I put a spell on you

you say ‘witch’ like it’s a bad thing…..

Some very sexually confident women are as close to being a witch, an enchantress, as most men are ever likely to meet.  It tends to make for a very one-sided relationship.  I should know, I’ve been exactly where Annie Lennox is singing about.  After a while it stops being fun.

If you fall in love with a witch you are in for an interesting, tortured time.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

for all a man knows

a which may be lying right next to him

Random Jottings ~ Vampyres

loving a vampire usually ends quite badly

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never kiss a vampire in the pale moonlight

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when vampires go flying and bats are seen

the moon laughs and whispers

’tis near Halloween

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she told me it was love at first bite

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vampires embrace the moonlight shadows

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‘I have a bloodthirsty mind, and you’re on it Darling’

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loving a vampire ~ a short life full of draining incidents

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every good vampyre deserves a chance to bite a virgin’s neck

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she’s the only vampire I know who takes her phone into her coffin

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

oral sex with a vampire is interesting

Random Jottings ~ Desire

always desire to learn how to love

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if you desire a dragon, remember things could get heated

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some say that desiring a dragon isn’t quite normal

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he said it was her faults that made him desire her

he was lying of course

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all that real men desire, real men will attain

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when men achieve their dreams and desires

they can still be dissatisfied

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when most men say; ‘I love you…..’

they really mean; ‘I desire you…..’

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when most men say; ‘I desire you…..’

they really mean; ‘I want to fuck you…..’

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never give up on your desires

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

he desired a virgin princess

what he got was an angry dragon

lost love’s journey’s ending

the heart’s darkest wilderness is not a place of this Earth

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I have journeyed far

through Xanadu, Samarkand, Shangri-la, and Elsinore

I traveled not for love alone

but to fulfill my quest, meet my fate, and free my soul

my heart torn apart by ardour

I wandered by the mountains of the moon’s raging river

in darkest passion’s burning fervour

I could take the pain and stand the rain as should warrior

a warrior proud, steadfast, alone forever

I wouldst take you far to Shangri-la, a land of never never

so join me, my princess most proud and fair

be my Lady, my Goddess, Queen of Camelot and Elsinore

to be together, as it ’twere long ago and before

lost love’s journey’s ending, together now and forevermore

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

darkness cannot drive out darkness

only the dawn’s early light can do that

Food on Friday ~ Rosehips

rose hips are the fruit of the flower of love

no matter what they say, rose hips are indeed a fruit

High summer presses its heat and humidity down on us, and yet in England the hedgerows are already beginning to ripen with wild harvest.  One of the hedgerow’s natural bounties is the false fruit of the dog rose, (rosa canina), more commonly known in England as rose hips.

p1050177You can do a lot of stuff with rose hips, from making syrups and jams, to my preferred use which is to make a tincture of rose hips and rosemary in apple cider vinegar.  As well as sweetening and adding taste to the cider vinegar. the rose hips also add diuretic, lithontriptic, and mild laxative qualities to your brew.  As for rosemary, this stuff is almost a cure-all.  I just add an odd number of fresh sprigs to the bottle, (for good fortune it must be an odd number.)

The finished product, (ready in about 6 weeks and will keep for a year or a lot longer), is a great basis for a salad dressing.  Diluted in water it is also a first class tonic and as part of a whole-body cleanse.  There may be no truth whatsoever in the persistent rumour that this concoction is a very potent female aphrodisiac.  However, it is well known to be a cure for practically whatever that ails you.

You can also make a true tincture of rose hips using medicinal alcohol, (or vodka).  For those of us with a real taste for booze, just make a rose hip brandy or vodka.  I have even heard of rose hip gin, and although I’ve never tasted it, I have it on very good authority, from a very close friend, that this booze is the bomb.

The dog rose is an important plant to the herbalist, because the leaves, petals, and hips all have their uses.  In a hedgerow, the plant may reach six feet or more in height, its flowers can be anything from white to a delicate pink, and if will guard its bounty with some particularly persistent thorns.  (You can also use the hips, leaves, and petals of the cultivated rose, but I would look for a rose variety that’s as close to the wild rose as possible.)

Some say that you must be very careful when picking fruits, berries, and salad leaves from the wild ~ the uninitiated may pick themselves a deadly poison.  And that everything belongs to somebody, so be discreet.  All I know is that the mixture of rose hips, rosemary, and organic apple cider vinegar is as near to a sorcerer’s brew as anything I know.

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canina1jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

 

a rose by any other name is still as sweet

even if it’s a dog

Random Jottings ~ Witches

she walks barefoot in the moonlight and whispers magic to the wind

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magick is not something she does, magick is who she is

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lie awake in the night and listen for the witch’s promise

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loving a witch is difficult

it’s no picnic breaking up with one either

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don’t wish for a kiss from a witch in the moonlight

it might ruin your whole evening

it might ruin your whole life

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love a witch

it’s a short life filled with incident

and slimy things in jars

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

she has something very much darker than ice-water in her veins

Random Jottings ~ Werewolf

some werewolves are women, they’re the most frightening

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she wore black, shame it was her fur

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in the silvery moonlight, the werewolf’s eyes gleamed a yellow gleam

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he’d tamed the werewolf, but what was he going to do with her?

the hair and teeth weren’t a problem

but her growls in bed upset the people in the next apartment

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when the moon rose, so did the werewolf

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he had the silver collar, he had the silk sheets, he was bloody stupid

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

he was her true love

shame he was a werewolf

but he was great at fetching sticks

Ancient Roman Sayings Every Man Should Know

cogito, ergo sum

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a healthy mind in a healthy body

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do not burn your bridges behind you

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don’t let the bastards grind you down

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there is no such thing as pure pleasure

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lightning most often strikes the highest tower

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you are never less alone than when you are alone

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lustfulness and fear are the proofs of a degenerate mind

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every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

plenam lunam dura est domina

the full moon is a harsh mistress

Random Jottings ~ No Such Thing

the theory of everything makes perfect sense when you’re drunk

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quantum physics tells us that;

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there is no such thing as green energy

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in exactly the same way that you can never get something for nothing

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common sense tells us there is no such thing as a free lunch

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experience tells men that there are no women who just want them for themselves

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and all women feel exactly the same about men

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

and just right now

there is no such thing as freedom

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