The Self Dreams The Double. Once It Has Learned To Dream The Double, The Self Arrives At This Weird Crossroad

“The self dreams the double. Once it has learned to dream the double, the self arrives at this weird crossroad and a moment comes when one realizes that it is the double who dreams the self. Your double is dreaming you. No one knows how it happens. We only know that it does happen. That’s the mystery of us as luminous beings. You can awaken in either one.”

— Carlos Castaneda, Tales of Power

messy witch aesthetic

-sigils scribbled on wrists, on used napkins, on the backs of receipts -hastily mumbling glamours while you get ready because you’re late again -always forgetting to keep track of the moon’s cycle -constantly performing finding-things spells because the floor of your room is an abomination and where on earth did that chunk of amethyst go?? -knowing that if you don’t write a spell down/tag it properly/put it in a place where you’ll find it then it’ll be lost forever -standing in the shower for forty minutes and only remembering the glamours/spells you wanted to work on after you get out -picking up every coin you see and dropping them in an old jar as a money spell -how am i already out of cinnamon i literally just bought some -enchanting your phone alarm so that maybe you’ll actually get out of bed on the first try for once -always having salt on the floor -i have thirty variations of the same spell tag on tumblr but the spell i’m looking for isn’t under any of them oh my god -never being able to decide which method for drawing sigils you like best, so all of them are a complete mish-mash -half-melted candles everywhere -starting a new notebook every two weeks and never finishing one -wanting to have a consistent practice and aesthetic but never managing to find the time so you guess you’ll just stick to reading your tarot cards on the floor in front of the TV while eating chicken nuggets

there's something very comforting about sunsets. and to me comfort is everything.

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