On the fifth day of the lunar calendar (ending in a few hours), Horkos was born to Eris. Here is a short prayer I wrote, and remember: read your obligations in every Terms of Service (typically the part with all-caps YOU or USER), baptism without consent is meaningless, and don't sign or vow anything until … Continue reading A Prayer to Horkos for the Fifth Lunar Day
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In Which Some Comments Are Made About the Word Theurgy
In my blog post about reading Iamblichus’ On the Mysteries, I said that theurgy is “basically a fancy word for traditional cultus.” The post has gotten a lot of reach, with most referrals from Facebook (where I can’t see anything), but it was also posted to a Reddit board called r/Occult by someone. A Reddit … Continue reading In Which Some Comments Are Made About the Word Theurgy
For Eternal Artemis
Artemis dances, encircling, turning. She counts out the shape of eternity. Her forms and movements, aionic measures, make the beginning and limit of all. Everything she does is with boundless grace, descending with vibrations like footfalls. Beyond those heights, marking sacred measures, her brother's firm count reflects her turning. She, the Hunter of Hours, captures … Continue reading For Eternal Artemis
Some Offerings on a Blustery Night
There's nothing like making offerings to Deo and Persephone on a night when the wind is blustery and harsh against the windows and the sky is shaking with rain. I bought some pomegranates this weekend on sale. I've been meaning to offer some of the seeds, so tonight, I cracked open a ripe pomegranate and … Continue reading Some Offerings on a Blustery Night
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We Are Daphne
A conversation on Twitter in late 2018 reminded me that, back in 2009, I was in the late stages of writing a song for Apollon. Apollon was my guide to Hellenism and the one to whom I was most devoted in my early adulthood. When I was 23-25, I was in a transition period, and … Continue reading We Are Daphne
Three Years of Twitter Verse
From 2009 to 2012, I spent many nights — often after the Kyklos Apollon ritual, which is why so many of them were written on Sundays — writing weird verse on Twitter. These are all of those tweets, as I am closing that old account.
