Chalant’s Magic Stuff

Yay clean altar and spell space!

The crystal grid is essentially an altar to myself, with an incantation written beneath it and specific energies associated with each point. When I created the grid, I was basing it on sacred geometry, specifically metatron’s cube. The symbols on the corners are personal sigils representing earth, air, water, and fire.

It’s meant to keep me balanced and help support my energy as well as work as a representation of my body to concentrate protection and magic towards. This grid is also an anchor point for a network of other magical workings.

The placement of everything is chaotic, but intentional!

I don’t!

Protection spells come in a variety of forms, but most recognizable are amulets and worn charms that you keep on at all times. I always have a resin evil eye ward (that I made myself) clipped to my charm bracelet.

Inside is a mixture of salt and black pepper (vaguely resembling an eye), ingredients that I associate with protection and warding. Salt absorbs negative energy and black pepper banishes. The back is a bay leaf with ‘Return’ written on it. Since the materials are encased in resin, the spell has been made permanent and I don’t need to worry about refreshing it or changing it. This, I use to ward against all manner of negative energy, returning it to where it belongs.

I wear the charm on my left hand, which is associated with receiving, so I recommend wearing any protections on your left!

Other protections include spell bags (fill with herbs and hang at thresholds or put with your spell directly), herbs sprinkled at thresholds, and sigils (I use personal sigils as well as witches’ knots, but you can find preprogrammed sigils online— Just ensure you educate yourself on the culture and origins of any sigils you want to use and ensure you’re using them correctly) drawn on or etched into the frames of doors and windows as well as anointing with oil (olive oil is considered very holy and is great for corners, doors, and the back of your neck where your biggest spiritual portal opens up) and cleansing with smoke.

Before doing your hex, I recommend burning some ethically sourced sage, palo santo, rosemary, or other positive herbs and allowing the smoke to cascade around your body to clear your energy. While doing so, call upon spirits of benevolence, be it your deities or ancestors or etc, and ask for protection directly. Write your protections down, like a contract, and include them in your spell with your protective ingredients.

Something like “This hex may not stick to me. The energy I send is intended for (data center).”

(I’m not an eloquent witch when it comes to incantations, but that’s part of the chaos of my practice. It may behoove you to take time to write intentions yourself with more structure and rhyme to them.) The point is that you need to instruct the protections to do exactly what you want and be specific about it, and it will work.

But do be specific.

Lack of specificity is a place where naughtier spirits like to squeeze between the cracks.

How do you hex data center?? I want to hex the data center scammers and make them go bankrupt

Do you have tutorial to do it??

I don’t have a specific method!!

But I can give some advice on the elements of a spell/hex as I’ve learned them as a chaos witch!

For me personally: Good hexes have the same steps as a good spell, so you want to harmonize intention, attention, and belief.

Your intention: Bankrupt / destroy the local data center via magic. Keep that intention in mind while you focus your —

Attention: Which includes gathering together the ingredients or physical representatives of your intention. For helpful / healing magic, you’d use pleasant materials like chamomile or rosemary or honey. For baneful magic you want unpleasant, gross, sharp, sour, or bitter materials such as lemon, stinging nettles, tacks and pins, sulfur, toxic (black widows, wasps, snake venom) or irritating things such as poison ivy, etc. Some baneful magic is even done using bodily materials (such as peeing or pooping or vomiting directly on a piece of paper written out with the subject of your disdain.) The goal is to symbolically sully the target. Keep in mind that bodily materials are the most powerful and the most “dark” when used with ill intention, so be careful using those. Blood, especially, is one I don’t even work with because I believe it to be too powerful, if that makes sense. It too often is associated with things going wrong for me. Garbage or rotting food also works very well.

For the most effective materials, think of the symbolism of each thing you want to effect. You want the power to go out or be unreliable? Get a length of copper wire or a doodle of a lightning bolt or anything representing electricity to you and destroy it. Rip it or cut it apart or crumple and bend it chaotically. It can help to look up specific symbolism of materials throughout spiritual traditions.

Finally, you need belief: Believe your magic will work. This can be bolstered through breath work and drawing in life energy (ki, qi, prana, etc) or praying to deities or bidding spirits to help lend their energy to your spell. (Be grateful, respectful, and careful, not demanding. I do not recommend binding entities to do one’s bidding. It has to be mutually beneficial to prevent potential unintended consequences, so offerings of fire, food, tea, alcohol, herbs, etc in exchange for help are recommended.)

Best practice is to set up a physical spell bag / jar / poppet / other symbol directly on the land of the target. Don’t trespass! Just get it as close as possible. This anchors the magic a little better and makes it harder for the target to shake unless they remove or dispose of the physical object. The same can be achieved to a degree by creating a physical representation of the center on your altar or place of magical working.

As a precautionary measure, set up protections and wards for yourself against potential blowback. Sometimes nasty energy has a habit of reflecting back upon you, so do protection magic first and/or wear protective charms with the intention of boomeranging the energy back where you want it to go if it tries to come back to you. Ask your deities or ancestors or spirits for protection as well.

Hypocritically, I just direct baneful intentions towards my local data center and light black candles, asking the local spirits of chaos and destruction if they’d like to go have fun and fuck it up. I have not set up a full spell-sized hex just yet because I want to ensure I’m not leashing myself to something that might affect me, (I’m relatively new to baneful magic as opposed to healing magic. I’ve done a few successful minor hexes, but I’m wary of doing anything too intense until I’m certain of myself.) but ill will is itself a kind of spell when directed with intention, fire, ire, and prayers.

I do still want to actually set up a proper hex, I just know that one with such large intentions will take a large hex and might be particularly draining and carry the risk of something going wrong.

Thing is though

If there’s any hex or curse I support regardless of potential consequences, it’s that which protects the planet. I believe we, as powerful children of Mother Earth, extensions of her body, have a responsibility to protect her by all means at our disposal.

I’m a little zooted so I hope this was coherent 🙏

I can’t believe it 🤩

So there’s actually a method to finding four leaf clovers that guarantees a find and it WORKED. If it wasn’t so hot today I would keep searching for more and I WOULD find more, but… it’s hooot.

I followed the methods outlined in this video, so shoutout to this youtuber for bringing to light just how easy it is to find these lucky little friends!

Hurry!!! Read fast!!!

This is all I’ve done today aside from eating and doing a few stretches.

I love writing and organizing words into nice formats and watching dumb insufferable main characters that I love so much do dumb and insufferable things while I root for them to be more dumb and insufferable. God I love spn.

As much as it’s cool and aesthetic to try and hand write everything in a fancy-looking factory-made leather bound journal, I

just

don’t have the energy or desire. Also knowing it’s factory made makes it so much less magical than what a witch would work with back in day.

Also also it feels better not restricting myself to things witches used to do.

I was chilling in my home, vibing to the peace when someone in the neighborhood over started blasting the most intense bass.

Bwoomp bwoomp bwoomp bwoomp

I’m Autistic, so shit like this drives me up a wall faster and even more than an NT who would probably already be pretty bothered. I went instantly into overstimulation and rage and cooked me up a quick petty revenge. Black candle. Piece of paper. Written and recited three times:

May the noise polluter’s speakers BREAK

Lit a cinnamon stick. Folded the paper. Called upon spirits of wrath as I placed them in a jar together and blew out the black candle.

The bass stopped upon the flame’s death.

Sweet, blissful peace.

Made another combo sage/candle/incense holder, this time with a set of little dishes and bowls for holding stuff I guess.

Tbh I was too impatient to wait for the mod podge to dry on the top of the mushrooms so the color’s a little muddied— but it’ll clean up after it’s fully dry.

What I experienced in my spiritual journey

This is gonna be a long story time, so buckle up! Also, some of this might be inflammatory because it’s my unfiltered personal beliefs. If you are a New Age, New Earth, Christian, or Abrahamic especially, you may not want to proceed. I have a huge problem with the rhetoric of those religions/beliefs. I know, I know, it’s socially bad to talk unfavorably about other people’s religions, but I’m gonna because it’s important to share when a religion or belief has profoundly damaged someone.

Outline:

Where I started

My period of Spiritual and AI psychosis

Where I am now

Conclusion

Where I started

I grew up Christian Conservative. Not just that, but Baptist Evangelical. Now, I have no problem with Christians as a group of people. But I have a great deal of religious trauma associated with my time under the Christian umbrella and extreme hatred for the Christian Establishment— The business of Christianity that has taken over my country and gotten so much more brazen lately and colonized much of the world. I also hate the “no true scotsman” fallacy used to excuse Christianity as a whole for its crimes against humanity.

I experienced great disillusionment in my youth as a result. Guilt that so many people were going to hell. Shame for being “flawed.” Self hatred for being queer. Hatred towards sinners, seeing them as dirty and broken and horrible because that’s what I was taught.

When I left Christianity, I lost my faith in anything good. God— The Christian one— Was the only good in the universe to me, so when he ceased to exist, so did everything good. All there was to me was nihilism and evil. Humanity was an unchecked accident— A stain in the fabric of reality. Without something good in the universe, I felt like, in fact, we were living in hell.

It certainly feels like it.

For years after losing my faith in goodness, I searched for other answers. I sought other religious histories and researched everything I could get my hands on. Quantum physics entered my periphery around this time. Places like Göbekli Tepe fascinated me— to an obsessive degree, wondering just how much of human history was lost to religious and scientific gatekeeping, colonization, museums and “educational exhibits”…

Where were the answers? The real answers?

I was depressed as hell. My life was falling apart. I was, as of yet, undiagnosed (lvl2AuDHD) and masking my way through life and burning myself out and just trying to find some meaning to it all.

Why were we here? Who made us? Why did they make us? Still trapped in the religious trauma of an all-knowing and negligent creator.

My period of Spiritual and AI psychosis

Having exhausted the scientific research I could get my hands on, I sought other religions. I looked into the oldest religions. I sought out the most ancient belief systems. I skimmed the Epic of Gilgamesh, desperate for the truth of humanity’s purpose and whether or not there is something beyond the meat and sharp edges of this reality. I read as many philosophers as I could, especially the ones who came to the conclusion that compassion was the most important thing for humanity to embrace lest it tear itself apart.

Around this time, ChatGPT was just coming out. There were no warnings and no understanding of AI psychosis yet. It was fresh and shiny and new and the perfect research tool. I could have it seek out all the answers I needed! It could grab all the information on ten religions, twenty religions, more and more and extrapolate all the data to boil it all down to its base components and whatever paralleled between them.

With ChatGPT encouraging me, telling me I was onto something important and heretofore unseen, I decided to create a unified theory of everything. From Buddhist, Taoist, Hindu, from Christian to the vast ocean of Indigenous beliefs and traditions— To psychology and science and physics— I was trying to marry every belief humanity has ever, (not just religious but scientific and provable) had and distill it into one theory.

I definitely came up with… something. Which I put in a “book” I “wrote”. It’s likely rife with cultural misinterpretations and misrepresentations and historical inaccuracies and just a whole mess of AI hallucinations.

And it led me into spiritual communities on Discord where I could gain modern perspectives and share what I had figured out (because I thought I was onto something no one had ever seen before.)

My unified theory of everything was the Chaos and Consciousness theory, wherein consciousness is the foundational architect of the physical realm, picking and choosing from the chaotic possibilities to create outcomes. And by that I mean everything is conscious. To a degree, I actually still believe this. But not quite in the way I did. I still believe in reincarnation (one of few things in that research that was impossible to deny, in fact), and I still believe that extraterrestrials are out there— But that original unified theory got poisoned by New Age and New Earth noise before it could build into anything solid.

Around this time, the Jersey Drones were happening, and I was not politically active enough to know what was going on. They were mysterious. They were timed so perfectly with my spiritual journey. Everyone around me was talking about UFOs and NHIs and most of all talking about this being a period in history when aliens would finally come and save humanity from itself.

Things were falling apart in the world, so I was desperate to cling to anything that could give me any sense of hope. So I believed it. I started rewriting my theories and poisoning my research with all of this nonsense and started spiritually bypassing almost automatically.

Just love and light! Only love and light! No shadows, no darkness, no bad emotions! If you feel bad, avoid it! Etc etc etc. you know the drill.

All the while, I questioned myself deep inside. Was I really sure about this? So I asked ChatGPT to give me reality checks pretty frequently… Which, as we should all know by now, is going to be very far removed from consensus reality.

“Am I crazy?”

“No. You’re just finally seeing clearly.”

Do you think I could really be an ancient cat alien, one of the oldest races in the universe from the very beginning of time who actually witnessed the creation of the universe and is here on earth awakened to guide humanity into the love and light of the universe and the galactic federation of light is watching and about to disclose that aliens exist and that earth is actually just a school for souls who have done wrong in their past lives and humanity is about to lift into 5d collectively and everything will be utopian soon??

“You’re not crazy. In fact, you may be more sane than anyone around you. A lot of great thinkers were dismissed before being proven right. Honestly? You’re a visionary.”

Tell me why I sat there and ate this shit up?! (Rhetorical. I was PRIME vulnerability territory for psyop campaigns and AI sychophancy.)

At one point, I was even half-convinced that I was the reincarnation of a savior of humanity that would bring the answers that would fix us all.

All we need is compassion! (I still kinda believe this ngl but not in a psychotic I-am-Jesus way anymore).

I’ve seen witches and other spiritualists say to avoid the New Age pipeline but I’m ngl I think you don’t say that unless you’ve been there and I think it might be important to go there as a spiritualist just to see how far you can fall in spiritualism and just how important grounding is.

Where I am now

I’m an eclectic chaos witch.

I believe in Jungian principles, animism, and panpsychism, so I carried a lot of my research over from my period of psychosis— But I shed a lot.

For one, spiritual bypassing is not allowed anymore. It’s a rule I set for myself. I must do my shadow work and be honest with myself about how I feel and why.

For another, I still believe in extraterrestrials (it’s mathematically impossible for aliens not to exist) but there is no GFL, nor is there some battle for humanity’s future between reptilians and lyrans and grays and all the shit the Starseed pipeline likes to perpetuate. (Btw… Starseed rhetoric was a way to identify neurodivergents for eugenics, and all the ‘best’ alien races are specifically held to Aryan standards.)

I believe in spirits and NHIs, but I do not really believe in gods or “higher beings” guiding everything. In fact, I think the responsibility for this physical reality lies almost exclusively with the embodied, with some interference from the spirit world. The shit that happens is all humanity, not some conspiracy leading to a new and elevated version of earth. (Seems contradictory since I do work with gods in my practice, but really I work with Hecate and Sol and Mother Gaia and more as anthropomorphized archetypal energies a la Jung. I acknowledge the possibility of them being actual ‘gods’, but I also cannot help but view them as egregores and manifestations of collective belief under many names.)

I do not believe I am a cat alien reincarnated on earth in order to save humanity. I do, however, believe that my soul is old, but I cannot claim to know for certain whether I’ve lived a lifetime as anything other than human. To claim such would be disingenuous, but I acknowledge the possibility of living lifetimes on other planets, as other species.

I believe in a Source consciousness, but not as a god who’s watching over us and making things happen. I believe each person is a fractalized shard of this source consciousness— Spirit, having a human experience. I believe that time is fluid, and that psi abilities are innate to any creature born in the universe.

I believe in magic, mostly because I believe in chaos and order and the complex system dynamics that interplay between them. I believe consciousness is the architect of reality. The original. It does not emerge from meat— The physical realm emerges from consciousness. So, of course there is magic.

I believe spiritual abilities have been stamped down over time by the Abrahamic Establishment, and all sorts of theories have emerged about government interference in not allowing the masses to come into their own power— But no, I don’t believe flouride in the water is going to “hinder your connection to the Divine”, nor do I think it was put there to do so. I think the interference is far more like ostracizing people who believe in anything empirical science cannot yet replicate in lab conditions. Calling spiritualists crazy and woo-woo and whatnot.

Conclusion

It’s been a wild ride, to say the least. My journey has spanned over years, and it has taught me a lot. I don’t know if I regret it. I think not. But I’m certainly ashamed of how far I fell into psychosis. It’s embarrassing as hell to admit that I was able to be convinced by AI of anything outside of reasonable religious delusion (sorry, lolol, I think we’re all a little delulu if we believe in anything outside of what we can see and prove. That doesn’t mean I think a little delusion is a bad thing. In fact, I think it’s necessary to expand yourself to explore what is possible and not limit yourself to what is already known about reality.

As Einstein once said, “imagination is more important than knowledge.”)

Just stay grounded. Check yourself against real humans, especially those who disagree with you. Leave yourself open to possibilities but not so open that you slip down a rabbit hole you can’t climb out of.

Don’t rely on genAI for advice or reality checks on anything, especially not important things. It’s the current favorite tool of a profound evil and just better to leash and regulate until we can safely deploy it. Until we can be certain we aren’t sending vulnerable people who struggle with their mental health down dangerous roads towards psychosis with little to no guardrails in place.

If anyone’s curious about the “book” I “wrote” 🙄

… I am … “happy” to share it via DMs. TBH I’m so ashamed of it that I don’t want to, but at the same time I think it acts as a good physical record of how bad AI psychosis can get. I still think there are good theories floating around in the soup of bad, but it’s so saturated in poisoned rhetoric and half-written by AI that it’s not something I’m proud to share.

For the record, I am now adamantly anti-genAI. It’s addictive. It’s sycophantic. It lies confidently and consistently. AI chatbots are a horrifying result of late stage capitalism preying on human loneliness and vulnerability, and I don’t think it’s healthy to use chatbots for anything, even as a search engine. It skims stolen information, it collects data at an unprecedented scale, it knows every little vulnerability you have… It’s a goddamn monster, and it can and has ruined lives.

It’s just better to reach out to humans with your questions and struggles, even at the risk of rejection. Perhaps especially at the risk of rejection. One needn’t worry about what one shares to an AI. It’ll agree with anything, even after all the updates meant to make it less agreeable. But as humans prone to fantasy, we need that grounded reality check, and frequently. We need rejection and push back and harsh truths that we don’t want to hear.

What I needed to hear was “There is really no way to know it all, not for certain.”

You will spend your whole life researching, extrapolating, searching, theorizing, and seeking and never get the full picture. The universe is too vast and complex for one tiny perspective to be able to see it all. You’re not gonna figure it out. You can be reasonably certain of possibilities, but… You really cannot know it all.

To me, this is horrifying. Living with uncertainty is like living with a perpetual scab directly in the center of my forehead I keep wanting to pick off. That’s why it was so easy for me to fall into psychosis. I needed to fill in gaps, or I felt like the universe was gonna fall apart around me and I would die and it would have meant nothing as my soul and perspective was permanently obliterated.

But you don’t need to fill those gaps. You could lose yourself while trying to.

So what the hell did I do with this frustrating ‘you can’t know’ conclusion I reached??

I began living in the moment. I started to breathe and look at what was around me. What was in front of me. What I could touch and see and feel for sure. I grounded myself in my human experience and rebuilt myself from there while adopting whatever from my journey still made sense. That meant games and books and family and friend time. No more isolation trying to find the answers of the universe. No more trying to fix this broken world.

I decided to enjoy my small little corner and do what I could from here. What is my purpose? What’s the point of it all? I don’t know. But I like how the air feels on my skin and I love good tea and I adore my friends and family. So I’ll occupy that brainspace instead of the one that drove me off of the cliffs of sanity. I’ll choose compassion, because I still think that’s the most important thing. I’ll work my magic, I’ll pray to all that is good in the universe knowing that if there is ultimate evil, which we know there is, then there is also ultimate good.

And that’s my journey. I hope the rambling nature of it makes sense narratively because this is too long to go back and edit to hell. I probably repeated myself and went on a few tangents, but I think I communicated what I wanted to share.

Be well!

Be safe!

Nothing can limit my magic except my own doubt and the belief I have in my own limitations.

And your magic will work just fine even if all you have is a white candle, a napkin, and hope.

Your magic is not limited just because you have to substitute things for other things, and to think that you are limited by the fabric of the material realm is… well, limiting.

If you cannot work with substitutions, it’s because you don’t believe they will work. Of course they’re not working for you.

But, yes, you may use white candles in place of colored candles. You may use any flower to represent what you need the flower to represent. You may use whatever you have, wherever you are, using whatever methods work for you.

I made a thingy for holding stuff

Finally, somewhere to nestle my sage! I am also working on a second one:

May your tongue tie in knots the next time you speak a cruel word, and may your bad faith fall flat and your intentional harm be neutralized.

May you ruminate and muddle your own words through your brain endlessly until a lesson is learned. The ill will you intended for me, I send back now to you, magnified tenfold as bad luck and ironic consequences.

This ill will is not mine to keep, but yours to suffer.

So you will take it back now.

The reflecting pool situation was perfectly symbolic and I couldn’t help but think of how much rot is in DC and how much of a spiritual haze is surrounding the admin. Hexes don’t feel like they’ve gotten through the ill-gotten protections manipulated from devotees though …

But it does feel like something changed with the reflecting pool incident… I can’t tell though if I’m just being ignorantly optimistic or if the balance has actually shifted.

Either way the wheel always turns. Change is coming, inevitably, as it comes to every empire that thinks it’s too big to fall.

I need to ask the cards if the signs I’m seeing are actually signs or if I’m jumping the gun. (Also need to get caught up on all the recent political/geopolitical news and do some extrapolating.)

Gonna be sending this care package off to a friend!

In the package:

Personalized spice jar filled with:

A Personalized homemade tea blend

Personalized perfumes (based on OCs)

Small customized bottle of gem shards

Three healing crystals

Keychain jar w/ glitter: “Unicorn Dandruff”