spirits of fire

I often draw simple, seasonal doodles on the envelopes of the letters I send to a friend. I am a wretched artist, but my little illustrations make her smile, and that’s more than worth making a bit of a fool out of myself.

I am currently in the very nascent stages of teaching myself how to do simple hand-lettering because I think it looks really cool, and more importantly, it can be done without using any materials that would cause the prison’s mailroom staff to deem the envelope contraband. (like glue, glitter, crayon, stickers, or marker.)

After much practice (and cussing) here is the back of an envelope which I added a bit of lettering to so it would look SLIGHTLY less like a preschool art project. I’m proud of how the lettering turned out!

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TONIGHT: MASS SPELL AGAINST DONALD TRUMP! Here’s the spell!

(Light white candle)
Hear me, oh spirits
Of Water, Earth, Fire, and Air
Heavenly hosts
Demons of the infernal realms
And spirits of the ancestors
(Light inscribed orange candle stub)
I call upon you
To bind
Donald J. Trump
So that he may fail utterly
That he may do no harm
To any human soul
Nor any tree
Animal
Rock
Stream
or Sea
Bind him so that he shall not break our polity
Usurp our liberty
Or fill our minds with hate, confusion, fear, or despair
And bind, too,
All those who enable his wickedness
And those whose mouths speak his poisonous lies
I beseech thee, spirits, bind all of them
As with chains of iron
Bind their malicious tongues
Strike down their towers of vanity
(Invert Tower tarot card)
I beseech thee in my name
(Say your full name)
In the name of all who walk
Crawl, swim, or fly
Of all the trees, the forests,
Streams, deserts,
Rivers and seas
In the name of Justice
And Liberty
And Love
And Equality
And Peace
Bind them in chains
Bind their tongues
Bind their works
Bind their wickedness


(Light the small photo of Trump from the flame of the orange candle stub and hold carefully above the ashtray)
(Speak the following loudly and with increasing passion as the photo burns to ashes)
So mote it be!
So mote it be!
So mote it be!
(Blow out orange candle, visualizing Trump blowing apart into dust or ash*)
(Pinch, blow, or snuff out the white candle, ending the ritual)

(Sourced from Huffington Post)

✨Have fun witches, let him have it ✨
Remember that if you don’t have certain components for this spell, you can always change it to fit your own craft!

Oliver Sykes
-Bring Me The Horizon

Note to self: flip it

Flip it.

Ex: If your mom is giving you a lot of instructions about something you already know and you start to feel overwhelmed by them, and the nagging evil voices whisper, “she thinks you’re incompetent and stupid and a baby, that’s why she does this” and darkness starts to knock on the door of your heart,

flip it

and immediately pray inside, “God, thank you for giving me a mother who loves me so much that she wants to try and help me and pass on her wisdom”,

“thank you for this chance to grow in patience and humility, Jesus”,

smile, say thank you, objectively assess the advice for truth and goodness, and go about your business.

because the people near you generally do what they BELIEVE is good and helpful, even if/when they’re wrong, and it isn’t

Healthy boundaries with others are different than being rude and hard toward others.

All is grace and God knows better than I do what I need: everything He gives and everything He permits is for my good because I’m not as self sufficient or hyper-competent as I think I am, and all that happens in my day is something He either ALLOWED (like the cruxifixction) or INTENDED (like the annunciation), and thus, works toward a greater good. Always.

Oliver Sykes
-Bring Me The Horizon

For some context, I run a group of 3 people (a halfling rogue, an elf/bird cleric, and an owlbear monk) with a homebrew campaign in a world that I created. At the end of the campaign they had accidentally entered a portal to another realm and were now inside a surreal version of an abandoned library. 

Rogue: Can I try to read the books?

Me (DM): You try to read the book but all the words make no sense and keep moving around on the page. You basically forget everything as soon as you look away from it no matter how many times you read it.

Rogue: … Can I burn it?

Cleric: WE GO INTO A MAGICAL LIBRARY THAT PROBABLY WANTS US DEAD AND YOUR FIRST THOUGHT IS TO LIGHT SOMETHING ON FIRE?? NO. I DON’T LET HER DO THAT

The whole party later got attacked by a giant magical being that had been protecting the area, and almost killed 2 of the members, including the cleric.

Rogue: I’m just saying if you had let me burn down the library, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

Cleric: Shut up.

Calling all Witches!

I have yet to decide if I’m gonna go through with this, but let me propose an idea here.

A real school of witchcraft, here on tumblr. Tuition-free, no expenses needed. I understand the lack of an actual building may not be appealing, but this is the best I can do. It would be a four-year education system, similar to a college.

Here is a list I created of courses this school may* include. (*Courses may be added or removed due to level of demand.)

-Spellcasting/Spellcrafting (I,II,III, and IV, for each year.)

-The Origins and History of Witchcraft.

-Studies of Fire/Earth/Air/Water (One element for each year.)

-Studies of Wicca/Paganism (Probably an elective, each lasts a semester.)

-Curses and Wards(I and II)

-Spells and Charms (I and II)

-Spirits and Familiars

-Creating, Charing, and Casting Sigils

-Plants and Potions

However, we’d need some help to make this happen. This is getting long, so I’ll put our needs under the cut:

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Feanor armour concepts for an illustration I’m doing for class. I don’t think I’m going to end up mirroring the exact designs in the illustration since they are too complex and beyond my current painting abilities but it was fun to design. Very final fantasy because I love their armour designs:D