And but one word with one of us? couple it with
something; make it a word and a blow.
- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

There seems little point in practicing magic unless you want to do at least a few extraordinary things with this incarnation.
-Peter J Carroll, The Octavo

Like “love,” “hope” is one of those ridiculously disproportional words that by all rights should be a lot longer.
- Jim Butcher, Turn Coat

The starry-eyed idealists of today have submerged their critical faculties beneath a tidal wave of slop marketed by those old hippies who now sell a user-friendly dilution of their original enlightenment.
-Peter J Caroll, Psybermagick

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar
- Blue Öyster Cult, Astronomy

Offering's a complicated business.
- Jake Stratton-Kent

Another related point is that theological eclecticism to the tune of replacing this structure with pagan deities so it appeals to personal taste does the ritualist no favours as it undermines their ability to leverage a power dynamic that is better understood and has been employed countless times.
- Julio Cesar Ody, Magister Officiorum

Only fluffy bunnies need apply.
- Jake Stratton-Kent

Now moves. Even in storytime, dreamtime, once-upon-a time, now isn’t then.

- Ursula K. le Guin

...the practioners of magic have always been syncretists, experimenting intraculturally and sticking with what worked.
- Michael M. Hughes, Magic for the Resistance
#MagicResistance

Bakery and metallurgy are just different applications of alchemy, and all three are closer together in practice and mystery than most people might expect.
- Sam Block aka polyphanes Digital Ambler

Poetry

I will come for you
no matter where
no matter when
no matter how far.
Though I have to rend
the very fabric of space
and time --
I will come for you.
No God
No Angel
No Devil
will dare bar my way
when I come for you.

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I don't know that I can
wait 'til tomorrow
to taste those lips again.
Its but a few more
hours to wait --
it seems the minutes
will never end,
before I can get your
body next to mine;
'til your hips are
under mine.
Look up at me with
those storm cloud eyes,
smile at me and ask me
to kiss those lips,
ask for more and
it will be yours.

(with thanks to reywD for letting me steal his album title repeatedly)

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Descend Summer King, Lord of Day
Midsummer is past
And the veil beckons.
Ascend Winter King, Lord of Night
Midwinter draws nigh
Take up thy spear.

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I have had a
recurring dream:
you are asleep
safe in my arms,
simply brothers
and nothing else.
To hell with the
swordsman's advice;
to the wall for you
is where I'd go
and I want you
to know.

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Kindle a flame
on this longest night
not to hold back
the dark and the cold
but to rejoice
in the rebirth
of the infant sun.
Today the King is born, again.
Long live the King.
Sol Invictus

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