Sunday, January 29, 2017

Satanic Love Spell to the Cigar, Bring Back Lover Magic from "The Intranquil Spirit"

This spell is one of many available in the The Intranquil Spirit Spellbook for bringing back an ex or a runaway lover. The Intranquil Spirit spell is perhaps the best known of this particular style of coercive magic in North America, but there are many other entities who can assist with such work, both saintly and demonic.

The tool used in this prayer is a Cigar, which the petitioner regards as a living spirit as well. Appeals are made to both the cigar and outside spirits. Some people might be amazed that Saints can be called upon for what most modern magicians would call "evil work" but the fact is the entities that fall in the general class of intranquil spirits are a much more neutral than their reputation would lead some people to think.

Please note: This Prayer to El Puro is NOT in the public domain, this is my own English translation of the original Spanish prayer. Do not copy this without attribution to Talia Felix. 

Prayer to El Puro (The Cigar)

A type of fetish prayer made to the spirit of a magically-endowed object. This prayer also calls upon extra help from demons, spirits and saints. Write the lover’s name in blood on a cigar, and burn it like an incense stick while reciting.

Cigar, cigar, cigar, I conjure you
by the ability you hold and that
God gives you, I ask that you
penetrate the heart of
________, that he have no
peace for eating nor sleeping nor
playing any time he’s not by my
side; that he have no pleasure
with a woman, not widowed nor
married nor single, Satan, Satan,
Satan; Luzbel, Luzbel, Luzbel;
Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer, I believe
in you, I believe in you, I believe
in you to bring _______
groveling at my feet, that he
cannot stand on a floor nor sit in
a chair nor stay under a roof nor
sleep in a bed; that he be
desperate as the waters of the
sea; that he run and run and no
one help him until he comes to
plead at my feet; that he dream
of me, that he hear my voice, that
he follow my steps, that he see
my shadow. Spirits of Three
Advocates, Spirits of The
Sought-After, prick, prick,
prick. Saint Mary Furiosa, I ask
you to give me or lend me
something to penetrate the
heart of ________ and let
him have no peace unless he
comes humbly, cock crowing,
child crying, bird chirping, dog
barking, cat meowing, Satan,
Satan, Satan, I believe in you, I
believe in you, I believe in you.
Come, you bastard, come, you
bastard, come, you bastard.

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Hoodoo Magic Stop Gossip Spell

You need:

Sandalwood incense powder
licorice powder
Uncrossing Bath or 13 Herb Bath
Peace Water or Peace powder
galangal or chewing john root (optional)

Note you should have enough of the sandalwood incense to burn for 7 days.

Begin by bathing in the Uncrossing or 13 Herb bath to undo any harm your enemy may have brought.

After you are clean, mix the sandalwood and licorice together. Burn one day's portion of this, and as it burns, recite Psalm 37 (included after the spell.) Burn more of this and repeat the psalm each day for a total of 7 days.

As soon as it's convenient, sprinkle Peace formula in the 4 corners of your house, or whatever place where the gossip is becoming a problem.

If you know who started the gossip, chew a piece of galangal root immediately before you will see them again, and spit the chewed root in front of their house or car.

Psalm 37

1 Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity.

2 For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.

3 Trust in the Lord, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.

4 Delight thyself also in the Lord: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

5 Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.

6 And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the noonday.

7 Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.

8 Cease from anger, and forsake wrath: fret not thyself in any wise to do evil.

9 For evildoers shall be cut off: but those that wait upon the Lord, they shall inherit the earth.

10 For yet a little while, and the wicked shall not be: yea, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not be.

11 But the meek shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.

12 The wicked plotteth against the just, and gnasheth upon him with his teeth.

13 The Lord shall laugh at him: for he seeth that his day is coming.

14 The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as be of upright conversation.

15 Their sword shall enter into their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.

16 A little that a righteous man hath is better than the riches of many wicked.

17 For the arms of the wicked shall be broken: but the Lord upholdeth the righteous.

18 The Lord knoweth the days of the upright: and their inheritance shall be for ever.

19 They shall not be ashamed in the evil time: and in the days of famine they shall be satisfied.

20 But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of the Lord shall be as the fat of lambs: they shall consume; into smoke shall they consume away.

21 The wicked borroweth, and payeth not again: but the righteous sheweth mercy, and giveth.

22 For such as be blessed of him shall inherit the earth; and they that be cursed of him shall be cut off.

23 The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way.

24 Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand.

25 I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

26 He is ever merciful, and lendeth; and his seed is blessed.

27 Depart from evil, and do good; and dwell for evermore.

28 For the Lord loveth judgment, and forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.

29 The righteous shall inherit the land, and dwell therein for ever.

30 The mouth of the righteous speaketh wisdom, and his tongue talketh of judgment.

31 The law of his God is in his heart; none of his steps shall slide.

32 The wicked watcheth the righteous, and seeketh to slay him.

33 The Lord will not leave him in his hand, nor condemn him when he is judged.

34 Wait on the Lord, and keep his way, and he shall exalt thee to inherit the land: when the wicked are cut off, thou shalt see it.

35 I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

36 Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

37 Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright: for the end of that man is peace.

38 But the transgressors shall be destroyed together: the end of the wicked shall be cut off.

39 But the salvation of the righteous is of the Lord: he is their strength in the time of trouble.

40 And the Lord shall help them, and deliver them: he shall deliver them from the wicked, and save them, because they trust in him.

Monday, January 23, 2017

"Voodoo Doll" from The Return of the Native, by Thomas Hardy (1878)

The distant light which Eustacia had cursorily observed in leaving the house came, as she had divined, from the cottage window of Susan Nunsuch. What Eustacia did not divine was the occupation of the woman within at that moment. Susan’s sight of her passing figure earlier in the evening, not five minutes after the sick boy’s exclamation, “Mother, I do feel so bad!” persuaded the matron that an evil influence was certainly exercised by Eustacia’s propinquity.
On this account Susan did not go to bed as soon as the evening’s work was over, as she would have done at ordinary times. To counteract the malign spell which she imagined poor Eustacia to be working, the boy’s mother busied herself with a ghastly invention of superstition, calculated to bring powerlessness, atrophy, and annihilation on any human being against whom it was directed. It was a practice well known on Egdon at that date, and one that is not quite extinct at the present day.
She passed with her candle into an inner room, where, among other utensils, were two large brown pans, containing together perhaps a hundredweight of liquid honey, the produce of the bees during the foregoing summer. On a shelf over the pans was a smooth and solid yellow mass of a hemispherical form, consisting of beeswax from the same take of honey. Susan took down the lump, and cutting off several thin slices, heaped them in an iron ladle, with which she returned to the living-room, and placed the vessel in the hot ashes of the fireplace. As soon as the wax had softened to the plasticity of dough she kneaded the pieces together. And now her face became more intent. She began moulding the wax; and it was evident from her manner of manipulation that she was endeavouring to give it some preconceived form. The form was human.
By warming and kneading, cutting and twisting, dismembering and re-joining the incipient image she had in about a quarter of an hour produced a shape which tolerably well resembled a woman, and was about six inches high. She laid it on the table to get cold and hard. Meanwhile she took the candle and went upstairs to where the little boy was lying.
“Did you notice, my dear, what Mrs. Eustacia wore this afternoon besides the dark dress?”
“A red ribbon round her neck.”
“Anything else?”
“No—except sandal-shoes.”
“A red ribbon and sandal-shoes,” she said to herself.
Mrs. Nunsuch went and searched till she found a fragment of the narrowest red ribbon, which she took downstairs and tied round the neck of the image. Then fetching ink and a quilt from the rickety bureau by the window, she blackened the feet of the image to the extent presumably covered by shoes; and on the instep of each foot marked cross-lines in the shape taken by the sandalstrings of those days. Finally she tied a bit of black thread round the upper part of the head, in faint resemblance to a snood worn for confining the hair.
Susan held the object at arm’s length and contemplated it with a satisfaction in which there was no smile. To anybody acquainted with the inhabitants of Egdon Heath the image would have suggested Eustacia Yeobright.
From her workbasket in the window-seat the woman took a paper of pins, of the old long and yellow sort, whose heads were disposed to come off at their first usage. These she began to thrust into the image in all directions, with apparently excruciating energy. Probably as many as fifty were thus inserted, some into the head of the wax model, some into the shoulders, some into the trunk, some upwards through the soles of the feet, till the figure was completely permeated with pins.
She turned to the fire. It had been of turf; and though the high heap of ashes which turf fires produce was somewhat dark and dead on the outside, upon raking it abroad with the shovel the inside of the mass showed a glow of red heat. She took a few pieces of fresh turf from the chimney-corner and built them together over the glow, upon which the fire brightened. Seizing with the tongs the image that she had made of Eustacia, she held it in the heat, and watched it as it began to waste slowly away. And while she stood thus engaged there came from between her lips a murmur of words.
It was a strange jargon—the Lord’s Prayer repeated backwards—the incantation usual in proceedings for obtaining unhallowed assistance against an enemy. Susan uttered the lugubrious discourse three times slowly, and when it was completed the image had considerably diminished. As the wax dropped into the fire a long flame arose from the spot, and curling its tongue round the figure ate still further into its substance. A pin occasionally dropped with the wax, and the embers heated it red as it lay.