The learner put reading the tome of power
Learning mystical cognition upon the hour
Little did he cognize what put in store
Little did he cognize but wanted more
The words exuded mayhem and mystery
The pages seemed to incorporate all history
Poor, aweary with the fiddling human race of existance
and wishing for calgon to take me away
And slowly as his cognition grew
Slowly he knew what he had to do
Chant Chant the words he spoke
Chant Chant the words by rote
Chant to the star to the east and north
Chant your powerfulness make it come up forth
The powerfulness of the learner did rise
So did his psyche to his surprise
He didn't believe that it was true
That he could make what he could do
And so in fearfulness he rejected the black
Of a powerfulness awful and substance of fact
A powerfulness as old as Desire and Dream
Not for this man, so it would seem
When I was around 14 old age old, my sister was dating this cat who was cool because he was weird. It was and looks so long ago that it experiences like an ancient memory, another lifetime. My sister who is four old age aged than me was 18 and very popular. I was in love with my sister as I surmise all small blood brothers are until they happen love in the word form of another. First came my mother, then my sister, and lastly my wife. My girls seemed to have got wiggled somewhere in between.
I can't even retrieve this cats name but what I retrieve mostly was that he told us all that he was a sorcerer. He claimed that he could make magic, read minds, the whole nine yards. The funniest portion is that he was so different and eldritch without being strange, that we believed him, all of us. I believe I believed him the most, mostly because my sister seemed to believe. I wanted her to expression at me like she looked at him, just not in an icky kissy way. I had noticed that my sister was disbursement less clip with me and more than clip with aged boys. Before the other boys, I had been her chief companion. We sang together, played together, and according to which one of us was the most frightened on any given nighttime of a boom storm, we even slept together. We were inseparable and I love her like no 1 else, even if she did throw a pique and take it out on me once and awhile.
One day, when my ses eldritch fellow was visiting I got up adequate courageousness to inquire him about his magic, his powers, his deep cognition of the occult. Surprisingly, the replies were quick, positive and very enlightening. He told me everything I wanted to hear and set a spin on it to do it look like the most precious and trustworthy trade ever, with just a small spot of bad male child danger for zest. I was hooked. From then on out I read everything I could about the supernatural and charming that I could acquire my custody on. Of course of study I never allow on to my mother, being that the household was Orthodox Roman Catholic and all.
As I was laying on the bed in my sleeping room 1 after twelve noon in the summer, a knocking sounded on my door. I really didn't desire to acquire up to reply it, being busy contemplating the existence with my newfound knowledge. I looked over to my small brother, pleading and demanding with my eyes that he answer, he was closer anyway. He too was busy in his ain contemplation concerning the broad human race of sports. His ego made paper football game work force with their dull colours danced around my feet as I trudged to the d
I opened the door hearing to its familiar squeak and was surprised to see the eldritch wizard, my current mentor, standing in the portal as if waiting for me to take down my enchantment of protection so that he could enter. Instead, he handed me a book. A heavy blood redness tome with a designing on the screen I had grown familiar with in my studies. The star of the Wiccan practictioner glowed bright gold as if to state that it was in the presence of power. My power? I didn't know. All Iodine knew was that I couldn't wait to happen out. I looked at my wise man with surprise and wonder, whispering, "For me?", and upon recognition that this was so, hastily grabbed the cherished book and promptly close the door, but not before I squeaked a cordial thanks.
From that nighttime and extending into an full week, I studied everything that book had to offer, The Satanic Bible, with wonderment and fear. I learned of things seen and unseen but mostly I wanted to larn of things that I could do, right away. I felt as if clip were shutting in on me and that I had to move soon or lose out entirely. I was going to do my sister expression at me like she utilize to and inquire her ego why she ever stopped in the first place.
I picked a night, a hebdomad from the start of my apprenticeship, or maybe it picked me. Whatever the lawsuit It was decided by fate that I would happen my powerfulness that night. The easiest way, or beginning in the book was called an out of organic structure experience. I had read of them before in many of the other books I had read and it seemed like child's play. Just a frolic out into the metaphysical playground. The lone difference between those books and the 1 I now read was that this 1 told of getting lost, possessed, and seeing things that people should not see. For my ses award and mine, I would weather it.
I put down on my bed and began to read. I read until I understood. I pictured what I was told to image and I said the words that I was supposed to say. There must have got been some portion of me that didn't truly believe and that portion was just about to give up when I felt the change. The room, the world, the existence hiccuped, and and bicker me out of my body, just like in the book.
I had done it? I was a success! I had come up into my power! I looked around, floating above my organic structure to which I was attached by the aglow bluish cord of life often referred to in books I had read before. Just when I was about to make some exploring, the human race turned Grey and I was filled with a fearfulness so tremendous that to depict it would be impossible. I knew that something, one of the somethings about which I had been warned was about to claim me. Why shouldn't it? In my haste and embarrassment because I shared a room with my brother, I had neglected to set up the religious rites of protection that I should have. I was unprotected and just game and the lone topographic point I had to run to was back into my ain body.
I retrieve thinking as I retreated, that if I should survive, I would never dabble with the achromatic humanistic discipline again, not even to affect my sister. The adjacent twenty-four hours I threw the book in the rubbish and my sister and I steadily grew apart. I never ever establish out what happened to her eldritch fellow other than that they had broken up. I didn't care anyway. I had lost my powerfulness and my sister and almost my life, and I counted that lucky.
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