May Address

Hello!

I recently went on an expedition to obtain a certain occult knowledge that only seems to be associated with Blackpool.

While I was there I chanced upon engravings on an outside wall of the town hall, which inspire for the most part. One might witness a striking tusked demon with his elfish horn ears, tangential to a pair of Lancashire roses – symbols abound!

He shares so much in common with the Green Man. He is not, however, one of his kindred. His seaweed facial hair and his cockleshell frontal lobe are reminiscent of Aquarius. His shell-like beard is, again, another reminder of the deep. This, my friends, is Poseidon, the Great God of Oceans Deep.

Blackpool has an ancient occult connection with Poseidon. It was knowledge of this union that I sought on my visit there. I encountered the correct merchant of the Temple. He bestowed the rites to convene with the Aqueous One. I employed the Pictish scroll, as the ancient ones did, and harnessed forces to use for the benefit of fellow Hexers. I have stored sufficient magical essence for seven of the most potent spells. Please place your curse now for consideration. My preference would be to curse someone or determine whether I was cursed myself.

Until later,

Theo

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May 2008 Address

May the First is the first day of Summer, ravishing season of nature’s rosy bounty. Ah, Summer!

What few people in the Anglo-American world seem to know is that Hallowe’en is not the major Western occult festival of the year. No – that honour goes to Walpurgisnacht, the night of 30th April – 1st May. Of old, this is the eve when the ancient powers of Old Night rove the world, to celebrate with their chosen few. Some call these forces demonic, or even Satanic: on this Hexing forum, we prefer not to even define these forces. Why? Because these powers elude paltry human names and methods of description: art, literature, poetry – all fall short of their dark, ineffable majesty. In other ages and cultures, they went by different names: Texcatlipoca; Mulciber; Dagon; the Black Captain – but all are different names for the same, eternal phenomena: dark forces that were old when this world was young.

Weep not for the Darkness, my children: it will remain when the ruins of our cities affright the lonely moon.

In this spirit, we offer our finest Hexing services for your delectation during this sacred month. Baron Rene Chevalier has dusted off his strangest, most esoteric tomes; meanwhile, Angelo Alvarez has been sharpening his knife and preparing himself for some sacrificial blood-letting. These two Hexing superstars are at your disposal this month. I wanted to include Albert Little in this Hexing Smorgasbord, but received the following ‘po’m’ from him:

Bide ye in the dusky wood,
All through the dancing day;
The hazel’s furry catkins sport
To Faery minstrelsy;

But I shall not consult the elves,
Nor kiss the well-bred foal, –
Until we see fair Hy-Bresail
And I collect my Dole.

Whatever it means, he knows how to say it! Happy Hexing, my Children of Shadows!