Magic Is Just Science We Don’t Understand Yet

I went outside this morning and saw five white ravens, each one singing a melody that uplifted my soul.

Then I walked down the street and four different people told me I was very beautiful and each one offered to give me a piece of jewelry they were wearing.

I went to the corner store and the cashier told me he was saving some discount tequila for the perfect person and that based on the radiance of my aura, he knew I was the chosen one, so I got free tequila and also he gave me $100 and a scratcher, and I won $50.

That $150 was exactly as much money as I needed to buy a 4th dimensional megacrystal from the wizard shop that is only visible to beautiful, powerful people. And they had the one crystal I needed for my spell in stock, but that cashier said my karmic record was one of ultimate justification and that everything I believe is right, and so I could have the crystal for free.

Then I went to the library to see if they had an ancient book of untold power checked in, and not only was I able to check it out, but twelve hot librarians presented themselves to me and told me they were each available for casual dating or maybe some long term commitment, whichever I wanted. Although I was very flattered I did have to turn them down, since I was already busy riding my own dick.

Then the scene turned dark and became inverse. The angels became demons but they were not rising above me, but bowing at my feet as their true god. The Four Horseman rode between them, parting the sea of my abyssal kingdom and each Horseman delivered unto me a gift; one was the withering of the magic of my enemies, one was the skulls of my enemies, one was the subjugation of my enemies, and one was to make my enemies engage in emotional warfare with each other so that the love of their friendship was like the most bitter curse of their enemies.

The wax did end up cooling down like that and you can see 100% of the scene, but I can't take a photo of it to prove how good I am at magic because the sheer magical intensity is destroying my camera, like trying to photograph radiation.

Hi Rowan! Thank you for the question

Blood: What price do you believe magic demands, if any?

That is a tough one. I believe magic is part of the energy that flows through everything. A practitioner of magic can sense and perhaps see these "strands" of the weave, and through magic, manipulate them.

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[Alt Title Text: A Slightly Deeper Ask Game for Practitioners of Folk Magic, Traditional Magic, and Spirit Work]

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Nettle: What are your plant allies, and how did you form your relationship with them?

Lantern: What was a spirit encounter that profoundly impacted your practice or worldview?

Fur: What forms/shapes do your familiars take, and how do they make themselves known to you?

Grove: Where is your favorite place to work with the land and why?

Formula: What would the “recipe” for your practice look like? (Tradition, intuition, land work, ancestor work, scholarship, etc.)

Fog: What relationship do you keep with the spirits of the dead and how do you maintain it?

Hearth: What folklore, regional practice, or historical tradition most shaped your craft?

Iron: What is a magical no-no you personally refuse to break?

Vessel: What physical object in your toolset feels truly inhabited by spirit?

Cobweb: What is something about witchcraft/magic that you had to unlearn the hard way?

Salt: What is your most-used ingredient, tool, or materia, and why?

Owl: What is an omen you received that turned out to be insanely accurate?

Ember: What is a spell, rite, or working you wish you could go back and relive?

Tallow: What offering has gotten the strongest response from spirits?

Heirloom: What part of your practice feels inherited, even if nobody taught it to you directly?

Black Cat: What are some boundaries that exist between you and your familiars or spirits?

Thread: What do you see as the thread that ties all the pieces of your your practice together philosophically or spiritually?

Offering: What aspect of your practice demands the most sacrifice from you?

Stone: What landscape feels the most spiritually charged to you? Forests, rivers, graveyards, crossroads, deserts, coastlines?

Ballad: What is a text, myth, ballad, or folktale feels spiritually “true” to you?

Ward: What protections do you maintain even when you aren’t actively practicing?

Foundation: What core foundations does your practice stand on? (Animism, reciprocity, devotion, rebellion, healing, sorcery, etc.)

Hearthkeeping: What mundane chore or act secretly feels magical to you?

Serpent: What spirit, deity, saint, or force do you approach with the most caution?

Storm: What natural phenomenon feels most spiritually significant to you? Fog, thunder, tides, drought, wildfire, etc.?

Petition: What role does prayer, petition, or devotion play in your work?

Crossroads: Does your practice belong to a specific place, or has it adapted wherever you go?

Transformation: What part of your practice has changed the most over time?

Mask: What misconceptions about traditional witchcraft or folk magic frustrate you the most?

Broom: What does your hearth mean to your practice?

Blood: What price do you believe magic demands, if any?

Hush: What is a ritual or practice you only do in secrecy?

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