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13:50 Jan 06 2008
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More Pagan, Witch and Witchcraft Humor



Now for those of you who are new, and have never encountered persons calling themselves pagans, witches, goddess-worshippers, here's how to tell us apart--with a healthy bit of tongue in one's cheek.



1. Bright-Eyed Novice:



You just read this cool book about a religion where there's a Goddess and a God, and they meet outside in nature, instead of some scary old building. They think sex is GOOD not evil, and you want to know where to sign up.



Distinguishing Signs:



Mispronounces god/dess names, has to think a moment about which is deosil and which is widdershins. Has a shiny new athame (rhymes with "A-frame".)



2. Grand Old Wo/Man:



Actually remembers Woodstock (the first one.) Will tell you about the time they dropped acid with Kerry Wendell Thornley - or maybe it was Robert Anton Wilson. Anyway, it was somebody with three names. Or was it three people with one name?



Distinguishing Signs:



Luxuriant gray locks, listens very intently, knows all the famous Witches' and Pagans you've only read about.



3. Tree Hugging Nature Sprite:



Most prized possession: one of Judi Barry's old tree spikes. Simultaneously believes in universal love for humanity AND returning the planet to a pristine, uncorrupted state. Apt to remove clothes and fondle the shrubbery at a moment's notice. Can discuss compost in great detail.



Distinguishing Signs:



No meat, no fragrance, no leather, no plastic, no smoke, no drugs, no eco-exploitive products, no animal tested cosmetics, no TV, no car, but very tolerant.



4. Anal Retentive Ceremonialist:



Book collection actually holds up the ceiling in places. Is studying Greek, Latin and Hebrew all at once. Does "workings" instead of "rituals". All twenty volumes of their magical diaries are all in Enochian.



Distinguishing Signs:



Won't go anywhere without a book. Is constantly aware of which direction is east. Dresses according to planetary conditions, or whatever was on sale at Wal-Mart.



5. Womyncentric Gynocrat



A man's shadow crossed her altar once and she spent three weeks purifying it. She'll have no wands in her chalice, thank you. No boys allowed in her full-moon club. Can hold forth for hours on the magical properties of menstrual blood.



Distinguishing Signs:



Tiny axes or curved knives, just right for amputating a penis, are a favored symbol and often hang conveniently from her body parts. When a man approaches she rolls her eyes and stops talking.



6. Sexy Pagan Nymph:



Oh, they're so nice! All that warm, round, sex-positive flesh -- and you can actually carry on a conversation with them between orgasms... pant, drool...



Distinguishing Signs:



Cute. Horny. Displays prominent cleavage. Will recite love poetry to you under a full moon. Likes to do it outdoors. Often destitute. All too few of them.



7. Corporate Closet Witch:



"Hey, boss -- I'd like to take February 2nd as a personal day..." Has an entire chapter of their Book Of Shadows concerned with spells for purifying the workplace. Doesn't mind working on Christmas, especially if there's overtime involved. Quit being overtly Pagan at work since being canned by that born-again boss, but still refuses to say "Merry Christmas."



Distinguishing Signs:



Can assume a properly smiley work persona at the drop of a hat. Constantly glances around the room anxiously looking for co-workers and their spies. Non-distinctive style of dress, no conspicuous tattoos.



8. Childe Ov Kaos:



Can name seventeen industrial goth bands without pausing to think. Knows what a Prince Albert is. Personally feels that if no panicky headlines appear the day after you do a ritual, you screwed up. Painted on their jacket, engraved in their flesh and/or boldly displayed as jewelry is an emblem which resembles a combination of corporate logo and arcane symbol. If you don't know what it means, they'll think you're a dweeb.



Distinguishing Signs:



Easy to picture as an alternative musician or bike messenger, difficult to visualize as a school teacher or research assistant, impossible to imagine as a TV news anchor or bank officer. Always wears black leather, even when sleeping.



9. Pagan Celebrity:



At conventions, stays on the hotel floor that requires a special key for elevator access. Lurks around knots of conversation eavesdropping in order to see if their name is being mentioned. Arrives in helicopter especially for rituals. Starts every sentence with "I". If you ask them how it's going, they hand you a press release.



Distinguishing Signs:



Always has plenty of books to autograph and will personally sell them to you at a slight discount from cover price. Never seen unaccompanied by beefy amazonian bodyguards and doe-eyed hangers-on. Seems vaguely afraid of anyone they don't already know.



10. Scary Devil Worshipper:



Would never been caught dead skyclad. Rarely smiles, except in a snide, knowing way which insinuates you are an ignorant peasant worthy of conquest. Secretly enjoys Rush Limbaugh and read The Bell Curve with smug satisfaction. Fascinated with Nazis. Probably has never hurt a fly, but they want you to think they're capable of vast destruction.



Distinguishing Signs:



Lots of black and red. Men like goatees, women favor heavy black eye liner. At least one inverted pentagram somewhere on their person. If you see several of them getting tanked in a bar, it would be wise to stay far away.



11. Crowley-In-A-Past-Life:



Every magical gathering has at least one of these, along with several variants along the lines of Gerald Gardner, Tituba, Morgan LeFey, or somebody who was Atlantean royalty. Many of them were abducted by aliens recently, and have disturbing dreams rich with arcane symbolism that they will tell you all about, in great detail.



Distinguishing Signs:



Look for the intense gleam in the eyes, the backpack rattling with various psychiatric medications, and the garments that were clearly designed and tailored on another planet.



12. Ravin' Pagan:



Young and psychedelic. Can dance non-stop all night. Refuses to do boring Eurocentric rituals and prefers deities from sunny climes with lots of interesting local plants. Can say "Ayahuasca" ten times real fast and deliver long quotes from Terrence McKenna.



Distinguishing Signs:



Dresses in color combinations that hurt the eyes unless you've taken ecstasy. Bloodshot eyes, blissful smile, never goes anywhere without ritual drum.



13. Faerie Queen:



Is he a she? Is she a he? Are they a couple, or are those two a couple or are all four of them a quadruple? If getting answers to these questions could disturb you, best stay away. If, on the other hand, these kind of questions seem overly judgmental, you might have a real good time...



Distinguishing Signs:



When you look at this person, does every sex act you've ever experienced in your life seem hopelessly vanilla? If so, congratulations -- you've found a Faerie!



14. High Episcopagan:



Do their rituals have a script, a choreographer, a stage manager, an orchestra with chorus and last at least three hours? It's a High Episcopagan! They can memorize pages and pages of Olde English, have more ritual garbs than most people have socks, and consider their main pagan influences to be Gerald Gardner, Judy Garland and Busby Berkeley.



Distinguishing Signs:



Book of Shadows exceeds five volumes. Knows every note of "Carmina Burana". Don't ask them about that 18th century seed pearl trim on their ritual hat unless you've got an hour to spare.



15. Fundamentapagan:



If it's in a book, it must be true. If it's in an old book, it must really be true. If it's in an old book that was handed down from an oral tradition of people who couldn't read or write, then it must really be way true. Gnashes their teeth if anyone shows up at a circle wearing a watch, glasses, or other mechanical assistance. Believes that anyone who lives in a city, eats meat or has a regular job, dare not call themselves a pagan.



Distinguishing Signs:



Has hissy fits when somebody brings up the old "Crowley ghosted Gardner's books" argument. Goes around correcting everyone's gaelic/old norse/latin/babylonian.



16. Dances With Bunny rabbits:



Uses animal symbolism to express nearly all opinions and feelings. Charter member of PETA. Thinks meat eaters should be publicly executed. Has many, many, many pets. Has a spirit animal. Personally owns 927 models, pictures, and other depictions of their spirit animal.



Distinguishing Signs:



Not counting the pagan his/herself, how many animals can you see when looking at them? If the count surpasses five (including critters found on tattoos, jewelry, garments and undies), you've found a worshipper of beasties.



17. Priest/ess of Political Correctness:



Analyzes everything they read or hear for sexist-racist-homophobic-imperialist-Eurocentric content without paying attention to what is actually being said. Believes in personal liberty -- everyone has the right to be overbearing, dogmatic and holier-than-thou, not just the Xtian Right. Incredibly boring yet annoyingly self-righteous all at the same time.



Distinguishing Signs:



Beady hyper-alert little eyes are constantly in motion, waiting for someone to do or say something bad. Has loud and attention attracting hissy fits when confronted with everyday things such as advertising or corporate franchises. Rudimentary sense of humor is rarely activated.



18. Our Lady Of Intense Suffering:



Is constantly persecuted. You're probably persecuting her right now, you just don't realize it. Became a Pagan because she decided it was the most persecuted religion of all. Can't enjoy anything because it would be selfish to have any fun when so many are suffering.



Distinguishing Signs:



Tales of woe. Even less of a sense of humor than 17. Bristles when anyone says the words "masochist" or "whining".



19. I Am Not Spock (at the moment):



Knows at least three filks about Cthulhu and at least forty Star Trek jokes. Has found a clever way to create simple furniture from stacks of science fiction paperbacks. Can name ninety different kinds of space ship.



Distinguishing Signs:



Two fisted drinking style. Probably still lives with parents. Many cryptic buttons, badges, patches and other insignia. Too smart for their own good.



20. Het-Case:



Insist that they aren't homophobic; they just believe that Paganism is about a goddess and a god and they do it and what could be more obvious than that? It just doesn't "work right" if you try any other way! Are secretly afraid that gays and/or lesbians are dying to jump their tender hetro bones.



Distinguishing Signs:



Living spaces abound with depictions of satyrs with enormous genitals and huge-breasted, doe-eyed goddesses. Long manicured nails and wreaths of flowers (on females only -- men have big, bushy beards instead.)



21. Norse Code:



Heroic and vikingly, these pagans often get into trouble with festival organizers and park rangers due to their fondness for running around with a huge battle-ax in one hand and a full mead horn in the other. They throw the best parties, but if you're a wimp, you're expressly not invited.



Distinguishing Signs:



Look for the large, foreboding, biker-like persons wearing runes, with many pounds of amber dangling from their necks.



22. Pentacles, Inc:



Pagans have disposable income too, right? So how come they aren't buying my hand forged Venus of Willendorf necklaces -- they come in silver and gold, and each one has a genuine cubic zirconium belly button. Would you like a reading? Will that be Visa or Master Card?



Distinguishing Signs:



Has business cards featuring little embossed pentagrams. You've never seen so much Egyptian god/dess jewelry on a human being in your whole life. Rarely leaves the dealer's room and can't believe there are so many jewelry sellers present.



23. Monster Truck Pagan:



Can grow their own food, build their own house, sew their own clothes, home school their children and brew their own mead. Are looking forward to the bleak, post-apocalyptic world postulated by the environmentalists as they can't wait to run amok through the country, worshipping ancient gods, blowing up strip malls and rutting on the divider line of every interstate.



Distinguishing Signs:



Resourceful, clever and very well versed in the U. S. Constitution. Eats meat with visible twitches of pleasure. is aware that primitive religions have nothing to do with crystals, Atlantis or unicorns. Can assume a properly smiley work persona at the drop of a hat. Constantly glances around the room anxiously looking for co-workers and their spies. Non-distinctive hair, no conspicuous tattoos.



... You may be a monster-truck pagan if your anointing oil is 30 weight.

... You may be a monster truck pagan if cakes & wine means tailgate party.

... You may be a monster truck pagan if Autumn is the Burning Time.





Original Author Unknown


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Kontradiction
Kontradiction
01:36 Jan 14 2008

i'm so glad that we now can comment on journals. i put this in our jokes forum in my house and gave you the credit for it. thanks for sharing such a funny little *gem*



;)





 

13:42 Jan 06 2008
Times Read: 949


* Never summon Anything you can't banish.



* Never put asafoetida on the rocks in the sweat lodge.



* Do not attempt to walk more than 10 paces while wearing all of your ritual jewelry, dream bags and crystals at the same time.



* When proposing to initiate someone, do not mention the Great Rite, leer, and say, "Hey, your trad or mine?"



* Never laugh at someone who is skyclad. They can see you, too.



* Never, *ever* set the Witch on fire.



* Looking at nifty pictures is not a valid path to mastering the ancient grimoires. Please read thoroughly and carefully from beginning to end so that your madness and gibberings will at least make some sense.



* A good grasp of ritual and ritual techniques are essential! In the event of a random impaling, or other accidental death amongst the participants, (see next rule) a quick thinker can improvise to ensure successful completion of the Rite. Make them another sacrifice, Demons really love those those.



* Watch where you wave the sharp pointy items.



* Avoid walking through disembodied spirits.



* Carry an all-purpose translator's dictionary in case the ritual leader begins talking in some strange and unknown language.



* Avoid joining your life force to anything with glowing red eyes.



* If asked to sign a contract or pact and you are experiencing doubts or reservations, sign your neighbor's name. Malevolent entities rarely ask for photo ID.



* Blood IS thicker than water. Soak ritual garments an extra 30-45 minutes.



* While drunken weaving may be mistaken for ecstatic dancing, slurring the names of Deities is generally considered bad form.



* If the ritual leader should ask for a volunteer, resist the urge to raise your hand! While it is true that volunteering will most likely gain you stature and prestige amongst the group, thereby allowing you to advance quickly through the ranks, it is equally likely to get you strapped to a table and eaten alive by a drooling demonic horde.







Original Authors Unknown


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13:39 Jan 06 2008
Times Read: 950


The Witch's Ballad



by Doreen Valiente





Oh, I have been beyond the town,

Where nightshade black and mandrake grow,

And I have heard and I have seen

What righteous folk would fear to know!



For I have heard, at still midnight,

Upon the hilltop far, forlorn,

With note that echoed through the dark,

The winding of the heathen horn.



And I have seen the fire aglow,

And glinting from the magic sword,

And with the inner eye beheld

The Horned One, The Sabbat's Lord.



We drank the wine, and broke the bread,

And ate it in the Old One's name.

We linked our hands to make the ring,

And laughed and leaped the Sabbat game.



Oh, little do the townsfolk reck,

When dull they lie within their bed!

Beyond the streets, beneath the stars,

A merry round the witches tread!



And round and round the circle spun,

Until the gates swung wide ajar,

That bar the boundaries of earth

From faery realms that shine afar.



Oh, I have been and I have seen

In magic worlds of Otherwhere.

For all this world may praise or blame,

For ban or blessing naught I care.



For I have been beyond the town,

Where meadowsweet and roses grow,

And there such music did I hear

As worldly-righteous never know.


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Resolutions of a Witch

01:47 Jan 01 2008
Times Read: 929


May I be as the one who weaves the cloth

in a forest, deep hidden.

May I sit at the work, uninterrupted.

And may I remain an outcast, if that is what it takes.

May I know the seasonal procession in my spirit and in my body, celebrate Cross-quarters, Solstices and Equinoxes.

May each Full Moon find me looking upwards, at trees outlined on luminous sky.

May I hold wildflowers. May I cup them in my hand.

May I then release them, unpicked,

to live on in abundance.

May my friends be of the kind who are at ease with silence.

May they and I be innocent of pretension.

May I be capable of gratitude. May I know

that I was given joy, like mother's milk.

May I know this as my dog does, in her bones and blood.

May I speak the truth about happiness and pain

in songs that sound of the scent of rosemary,

as everyday and ancient, kitchen-herb strong.

May I not incline to self-righteousness or self-pity.

May I approach the high earthworks and the stone circles?

As fox or moth,

and disturb the place no more than that.

May my gaze be direct and my hand steady.

May my door be open to those who dwell outside wealth and fame and privilege.

May those who have never walked barefoot never find the path that leads up to my door.

May they be lost on the labyrinthine journey.

May they turn back.

And may I sit beside the fire in Winter

and see in the glowing logs what is to come,

yet never feel the need to warn or to advise, unasked.

May I sit upon a plain wooden chair, in true contentment.

May the place where I live be as the forest.

May there be track ways where there are caves and pools and trees and flowers, animals and birds, all known to me and revered, loved.

May my existence change the world no more nor less than the gusting of winds, or the proud growth of trees.

For this, I go in cast-off clothes.

May I keep faith, always.

May I never find excuses for the expedient.

May I know that I have no choice, and yet still make the choice as the song is made, in joy, and with consideration.

May I make the same choice every day, again.

When I fail, may I know forgiveness for myself.

May I dance naked, unafraid to face my own reflection.






By Rae Beth

From 'The Wiccan Path'

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