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--- She who cannot hex, cannot heal She who cannot curse, cannot cure. --- She's a sweet little thing a Moonflower’s paradigm enjoying isolation and slumber by day waking up to start her magick pursuits around society's bedtime Some spells & her abilities, this Völva has bound to her mane But for her, that's a better vessel than a pendant on a chain And remember: When she dances, if she shakes her hair, her power is twice obtained. So if you're hooked on schadenfreude, Cease and desist; Please knock that **** off. Because, at the very least, you'll be returned with what you've caused. But if someone's harming you or you're being hurt, but confused whether the root of tormenting brews with a What or a Who Go ahead, take a deep breath Dolour will be overcame your Spirit's to be momentarily reclaimed the Völva's arrived and her prowess resides with cures and curses alike. --- She who cannot hex, cannot heal She who cannot curse, cannot cure. ---
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
She who cannot hex, cannot heal.
Cat's Claw Rose Petals double Yarrow Marigold Dancing under the Moon's luminescence that seeps into my kitchen I love these 3am happenings except when I slip up and set subconsciously mischievous intentions Cat's Claw Rose Petals double Yarrow Marigold chanting and dancing as the Moon's glow keeps shining entangling my soul as I rewrap fate's lining chanting and dancing the Moon's glow keeps on dazzling enchanting my soul as I go unannounced observers, lo and behold.
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC
Moon Ritual
An empath Just a ProSonderer Nothing more But quick to learn every human’s soul will be instinctively felt just as the breeze flows through that open window A soul it’s wandering to your heart’s beat on rare occasion it deviates from the tune nothing more —Because you don’t acknowledge its existence yet; Could you truly expect to progress in finding your soul’s mate when you don’t even know your spirit’s home?— A pair of souls is always made from a single star so when you find another that renders your talkative self speechless or leaves your smooth conversing ways to only a stutter Find another that leaves you in awe and wonder that makes your chest feel comfort in the ache when you're longing not only at midnight but in public midday for that other if its a flame that just won't fade no matter how long you stay tell yourself to not push this one away you're not in danger anymore let that person breach your barricades allow them a chance to understand your spirit’s ways you'll soon stop automatically encouraging them to go the day will arrive when you won’t be itching to show them the door chances are you'll find nothing's worth more then an empath finding their lone star soul in their own time And as a sondering empath I understand having that (impenetrably -fragile only to a certain fine-tuned touch- translucent but sporadically opaque) guard with others Seems like a darkly humored folklore a normal person’s usual day is just a daunting notion due to exhaustion from feeling everyone's emotion but when you meet that one you won't just understand their soul you'll have a brand new reading and it’ll feel horrifyingly confusing just remember there's a first time for everything when that someone intuitively understands you.
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
Curse of the Empath
An empath Just a ProSonderer Nothing more But quick to learn every human’s soul will be instinctively felt just as the breeze flows through that open window A soul it’s wandering to your heart’s beat on rare occasion it deviates from the tune nothing more —Because you don’t acknowledge its existence yet; Could you truly expect to progress in finding your soul’s mate when you don’t even know your spirit’s home?— A pair of souls is always made from a single star so when you find another that renders your talkative self speechless or leaves your smooth conversing ways to only a stutter Find another that leaves you in awe and wonder that makes your chest feel comfort in the ache when you're longing not only at midnight but in public midday for that other if its a flame that just won't fade no matter how long you stay tell yourself to not push this one away you're not in danger anymore let that person breach your barricades allow them a chance to understand your spirit’s ways you'll soon stop automatically encouraging them to go the day will arrive when you won’t be itching to show them the door chances are you'll find nothing's worth more then an empath finding their lone star soul in their own time And as a sondering empath I understand having that (impenetrably -fragile only to a certain fine-tuned touch- translucent but sporadically opaque) guard with others Seems like a darkly humored folklore a normal person’s usual day is just a daunting notion due to exhaustion from feeling everyone's emotion but when you meet that one you won't just understand their soul you'll have a brand new reading and it’ll feel horrifyingly confusing just remember there's a first time for everything when that someone intuitively understands you.
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