If you arenāt interested in the baneful magic thing Iāve been doing to friggin move on with my life and let go, you should probably just keep scrolling. But if youāre interested, below this cut is my experience so far.
This spell work is entirely for the sake of ensuring that someone never ever comes into contact with me again by absolutely tearing the person several new ones.
After I placed red pepper and my nails into the curse box everything went nuts. I got called the next day by his wife as she assumed he was in an affair with me. I was not. I learned of a lot more disgusting actions he supposedly has taken so thatās also why Iām doing thisā Iām no longer his only victim. For the sake of her privacy I wonāt be discussing the gritty details of her side of things (not my place), but suffice it to say itās enough that it drew blood.
Before you say āwhy would you put something thatās a part of your body in there??āā I donāt consider my nails a part of my body, not after I cut them, they end up in the trash otherwise. I have dissociated what was a āpart of meā and thrown it away. Additionally, itās more the hair that is associated with a witchās magical power, and the nails are more negatively associated.
In Japanese tradition youāre not supposed to leave them in open spaces as spirits and witches will take and use them for evil. In a few Jewish traditions theyāre meant to be disposed of ritually and kept short, especially during grieving periods. Nails, unlike hair, have less personal power attached to them as hair does.
Symbolically, I am giving the person the box was meant for the part of himself that he grafted onto meā the part he convinced me was āmeā but was little more than an emulation of himself. By putting the nails in the box, Iām permitting the mirror he tried to construct within me the permission it needs to wreck his shit.
My nails are also really sharp when long, so putting them in the box is the grafted personality directly attacking. Animals use their claws, after all, to fight for their right to live. And Iāve earned it.
So no, I donāt think nails and hair work the same for baneful magic at all. Nails are attacking, hair is defensive. Youād be much better suited to use your own hair in a spell for loving yourself.
Another tip for that: if you donāt want to use your nails, get black nail polish thatās good at peeling off easily, get it in black for drawing out the negative energy, and when you feel itās time, peel it off and use it instead of nails.
Now that itās all sealed up, itās time I tell you all the things that went into it:
1. A ceramic disc with a rare element in it (the cursed object that best encapsulates it all and the epicenter of attachment)
2. A thorn from a bush (the bitter side of sweet, itās also a huge 2" thorn too, represents the knife stuck in my back)
3. Rose thorns from the decaying part of the bush (cursed with a decaying love)
4. A few rusty nails (items the fae wanted me to put in there, guess theyāll be getting in on the action)
5. A perfect āgloveā of my pet geckoās shed skin (to never feel comfortable in oneās skin again)
6. Every hematite ring Iāve ever broken (4-5 rings total, all the energy left over the years of agony will haunt the person)
7. Clipped fingernails (constant scratches and attacks from the fake personality he made up to harm me)
8. Red chili flakes (to make him stop talking about me)
9. A ticket to the 2018 Slender Man movie i saw with him (to invoke paranoia)
10. Crushed selenite/ āstardustā (simulates the Ash Phoenix Isthangrās Cremated Remains, which are Ganimās version of Hell)
11. A clipped feather dropped in our front yard from a small wild bird (I clip the upper plumulaceous portion and save it to burn so it can never be reunited with the lower plume and calamus, which are shoved into the box through a narrow crevice, represents āclipping oneās wingsā to keep them from taking off)
12. Beeswax (seals the box closed pretty well, couldnāt brute force it if I tried, represents the Six sealing in the evil)
13. Teal candle wax (the least favorite color, used to add insult to injury)
14. Dolomite on Pyrite (standard āgift rockā he often gave when he didnāt have a gift, using that āgiftā as an anchor that represents a stone-cold heart)
15. Black jute cord holding rock to box (binding the anchor to the box, ensnaring him in his final fate)
16. Black candle wax dropped all over rock (to blot out any positive associations with the rock and to completely seal the curse in place)
Since Iām going up to Wisconsin for vacation, the next step is (logically) to release it. I intend on ritually dropping it into the water. Though it isnāt anywhere near as many shipwrecks compared to Superior, Lake Michigan still is (in some places) a shipwreck graveyard. The final step, allowing the stone to drag the box into the deep, will have the intended effect of amplifying his greatest fears. Heās terrified of heights and that extends to not being able to touch the bottom when swimming, and heās terrified of death, which the box will forever be surrounded by.
Am I a monster for going to this length? Perhaps. But after what I have gone through and what his wife is allegedly going through in this moment, I canāt stand for it any longer. Once I get back from vacation, Iāll be following up with a return-to-sender for the remaining malice (found through an egg cleanse) as well as a cord-cutting candle ritual for the sake of ridding myself of this wretch.














