The Witch, Dark Matters and Magick.
Here in the dark, when I just am, it doesn’t matter. It isn’t matter. I’m fluid, no longer frozen light but endless waves lapping at the ocean of being.
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Joanne Elliott
The Witch, She Dances.
Told to trust no one, we use fear to keep us safe, but it has only kept us from actually living. It’s time to rage. It’s time to welcome in the witch.
