There is a crocodile living on my tree. Tornado don't scare me. Laughter fills my house.I breath in.
I live in the Himalayas.
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The life stops at a certain moment. AND THAN STARTS ALL OVER AGAIN:
Finally
Finally I understood that this circle I am running is = the circle of my creativity.
There are many techniques for casting a circle, and many groups and individuals have their own unique methods. * Mine is chaos and love.
Traditionally, circles have been used by ritual magicians to form a protective barrier between themselves and what they summoned. @ guess what I do!
The barrier is fragile and sensitive to things passing through it. Leaving or passing through the circle often weakens or dispels the barrier. # My circle contains and concentrates the energy raised during some rituals.
There are many techniques for casting a circle, and many groups and individuals have their own unique methods. * Mine is chaos and love.
Traditionally, circles have been used by ritual magicians to form a protective barrier between themselves and what they summoned. @ guess what I do!
The barrier is fragile and sensitive to things passing through it. Leaving or passing through the circle often weakens or dispels the barrier. # My circle contains and concentrates the energy raised during some rituals.
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