Category Archive: Personal Consciousness

Apparatus of a Falling Star

When you are ready to become the dreamer…
When you are ready to relinquish your sleeper …
Carve us out of our selves.

How “They” Chose, and other astral anomalies

How certain secret societies choose their members, test their members, and what they expect of their members. The use of the astral world for control and “magick”.

Left Unspoken

We are the words. The words we cannot say. The words we cannot bear to think. We are all of these words, and many more, unspoken words.

Dragon Blood

“Mere belief is what fuels religion. From absolute proof however, there is derived absolute certainty in one’s condition and one’s heritage. […]Knowing beyond any doubt […] that one is of the Blood opens wide the doors to the infinite.[…] above all it needs its firstborn to know who they are themselves.”

The Secret Life of Archetypes

Until a few years ago I was a staunch materialist. Even as a very young child, I could not swallow the existence of Santa Clause or God without puzzlement and questions. I was… Continue reading

Her Mother was a Monster, Her Father was a Lion

In the sun, she wields a bow, and her marksmanship channels the arrow.
In the moonlight, she wields the sword, a sword made of glowing heat, a sword with no metal, but only light.
She only wields weapons while wearing a blindfold.

KATHRYN ‘kaydee’ KING

“Very few are interested in matters of the occult. In your university, it seems likely that those books rarely saw the light of day outside that dusty old library. But, in my store, none would be considered rare or obscure. The books we sell here are…unique. I don’t think you would know of them. I can tell you are a wise girl, but here we deal in things which your average person, no matter how persistent, could never get a hold of. While they are very expensive books, we are selective of our clientele. You’d have to be very special to read any of the books we have here. Do you think you are special, Katy?”

KD Chronicles

Perhaps you already know what I’m referring to by now. It’s the so-called ‘God-gene’ possessed by reality benders. In the elder days, they didn’t need to decrypt a person’s genetic code to find those who possessed it. You see, those who had it were considered incarnate divine presences – and that wasn’t our ‘primitive ancestors’ mistaking parlor magic tricks for true power. It would be impossible to mistake a fully manifested Shining One for anything but a superhuman at the least. But the trait has been dormant in humanity for a long, long, long…time.

The Tower of Angel

When I was a little girl, I knew of a tower that used to rise into the clouds and where everybody lived together in harmony and paradise. But the tower burned, and fell…and dragons were born from its ashes.

The Wonderland Effect

When I see a monarch butterfly, a strange grip seizes my stomach and my heart skips a beat. Even fantasy can impinge on reality. Somebody else’s story may become one’s own.