Thursday, October 26, 2006

And We Will Never Die, Not One Of Us


When people become desperate in love (and who has not reached this state at least once, if not several times), they sometimes look to the other world for help, the spells to make someone think of them, to make old lovers return, to make a person become faithful. The spells I have seen are always too complicated to follow, involving a new moon or a full moon, red and black candles, and an assortment of other crap that one does not easily have on hand -- eye of newt or the devil's shoelace -- Oh yeah, let me pull that out from behind my box of stale Triscuits! Will a Victoria Secret lingerie potpourri bag also serve as a mojo bag? Doubtful. Still, I love the names of special herbs (Jezebel Root is inspired), have been to the tomb of Marie Levaue in New Orleans years ago, and think that mental energy is sometimes just as powerful as anything else. This, of course, is a tenant of almost all religions -- what you do will come back to you -- the law of karma, the golden rule, the voodoo belief that what you will do wish on someone will come back to you threefold.

When I lived on the eastside of Detroit during my first few years here, I had a friend on the block who told me that people didn't mess with me because they thought I was a witch on account of my pale white skin and black clothes. I had a built-in protection from harm and didn't even have to hire the guy who hired himself out to protect you (he went by the name The Wall) when you were going to and from your house. I had struggled with deep-seated fear and anxiety for so long that I didn't think it would ever leave, and yet when I moved to Detroit, it did. Once an FBI official came to my house and asked me questions about a childhood friend that they were considering hiring. He ended the interview by telling me that Detroit hadn't gotten its reputation as being the murder capital for nothing and that I better be careful. I didn't know if he meant to help me or harm me, but the spell didn't take. I let him out of my house and walked over to the window where I watched other people's televisions cast a blue glow in the night, that beautiful Detroit night.

Michelle's Spell of the Day

"The only curses I know/ my words, your memories." Hank Ballenger

Cocktail Hour

Drinking movie suggestion: Angel Heart

Benedictions and Maledictions

Here's to the Tigers!

16 comments:

Dr. Feelgood said...

Another astoundingly remarkable photo, Michelle. The two things that really stand out: 1)the outfit that appears to zip all the way down;2)the green bottle of that Absinthe stuff(next to the bottle with the snake in it). I don't think I've ever seen #'s 1 and 2 in the same photo. Proving once again that you are unique. That absinthe stuff is supposed to be really strong and, according to the doctor on Fox and Friends, alcohol is carcinogenic. So be careful, Michelle. Try as hard as possible to postpone the inevitable.
Yours,
Feely

The Cineaste said...

Woody Allen tries to avoid death by having himself cryogenically suspended in his great comedy, "Sleeper." A laugh riot.

William Wordsworth said...

The clouds that gather round the setting sun/Do take a sober coloring from an eye/That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality...(From "Intimations of Immortality")

Oscar winner said...

Michelle, thanks for the film suggestion of "Angel Heart." With characters like Harry Angel, Louis Cyphre, Epiphany Proudfoot and Toots Sweet, it's a really excellent choice. Bravo.

Degas said...

Froggy is out of the picture due to his doing absinthe.

Degas redux said...

How you say, Froggy "polluted"?

Joe Falls said...

Go Tigers! We're not dead yet!

Bob Talbert said...

Yeah, we're not dead yet! Gimme a hot dog! Go Tigers!

Laura said...

To bad there's not a "witches R us" store where you can go to pick up all the ingredients you need to make your potions. I would be in that store right now buying up everything I needed to make a good weather potion so that we could forget about rain outs and get on with the World Series. Go Tigers!

Sheila said...

I was reading a wicca book with spells in it and I had to stop because it was giving me a headache. I was interested in the planetary signs and the meanings and all that but when it came down to ingredients and what you needed to do... I gave up!

Cheri said...

I have a few Wiccan books on my shelves, obtained over the years for zodiac and curiosity. Some of the things are utterly rediciulous, like praying to the Goddess for money and such, but aren't our prayers to God really the same thing?

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JR's Thumbprints said...

I'm here to tell you, that no spell will keep you safe on the streets of Detroit. I've met plenty of characters from the heart of the city that just don't give a shit. They treat violence like it's some television show and they're the celebrity.

Teri said...

OMG girl loved the blog. Found it only bcz lil sis n I are havin a laugh at her hubby's expence. He said she cast some witch spell to make him shit himself. So I decided to look for a Talk shit walk shit spell cuz that's exactly what he did. Talked shit about both sis n their daughter now he's got the trots! LOL Dumb ass its flu season! Wish I had some Absinthe right now it's so nice and warming. I just have to drink too much to get a buzz, damn my resistance. I wish your site was more current. Peace girl!

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