Magick is. . . something for which I never had a definition, really; do you have a defition for 'life' or 'breath'? It's the moment when time runs backwards, and the event of the future gives meaning to the randomness of the past; it's the pulse of untouched places, the presence that eye cannot see and ear cannot hear. It is. . . intention, I think you would say. Intention, made so, by thought and word and symbol.
As long as the crow laughs and sand melts into glass- as long as that, I will still have, I will still believe.
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winterfish
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Date: 2003-12-23 01:06 pm (UTC)Tell me what magick is to you, these days. Do you still believe in it; do you still have it?
-Traveller.
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Date: 2003-12-23 01:27 pm (UTC)Magick is. . . something for which I never had a definition, really; do you have a defition for 'life' or 'breath'? It's the moment when time runs backwards, and the event of the future gives meaning to the randomness of the past; it's the pulse of untouched places, the presence that eye cannot see and ear cannot hear. It is. . . intention, I think you would say. Intention, made so, by thought and word and symbol.
As long as the crow laughs and sand melts into glass- as long as that, I will still have, I will still believe.