TheCynicalSaint [they/them, he/him]

Just a weirdly mystical asshole looking for meaning in the meaningless, silence in the jumble of voices, sight in darkness, finding the rhythm in chaos.

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Cake day: March 10th, 2024

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  • I’m glad somebody finally said this, but I do have some critiques on the matter.

    I am a polytheist magic practitioner who has been sort of attempting to rebuild a bridge with, while at the same time deconstructing and getting to really know, my Christian-ish faith. I have dedicated my practice to knowing everything about The Demiurge/OTG (“One True God”) that I can do that I can better defend against it. In my personal studies, bibliomancy, tarot, scrying, spirit work, death work, I have found an odd thing.

    Yes, the “Abrahamic God/Yahweh” is intrinsically connected to The Demiurge/Yaldabaoth, but not in the oh so malicious way we’ve all come to know.

    Know, obviously do your own research here, but my research has led me to the following conclusion/s: Yahweh and Yaldabaoth are related in the sense that the OTG is a sort of pseudo-parasitic twin type thing that was originally a part of GOD before God split and became, well, everything. From my own personal soul searching, astral walking, shit show, I’ve come into contact with both the OTG and Yahweh. Distinct energetic and empathetic differences, one is self centered, egotistical, and downright evil, the other is, well, they feel like home, I guess is my best description.

    I’ve also confirmed this with other ''witchy" friends of mine, as well as through direct lines to my other Gods. I look forward to further studying it in hopes that it can be fully extinguished one day.

    I will add more later, I am currently writing this at 3:00 on a phone. I have a few books and such, as well as the TikTok of someone who’s probably a lot more qualified to removed this out than I am.


  • Given my mystic/esoteric follies, and my general flare for the dramatic, I tend to blend my mind’s eye form with what I try to appear as in astral: Usually some variant of myself, usually differently shaped, preferably with wings or horns, or both.

    I don’t care for my looks from the neck down, despite my husband’s constant insistence that I’m beauty incarnate.

    I consider myself the ruling entity of my Mind Palace, with the occasional spirit or other entity sometimes taking precedence. I’ve never thought of myself as important, most likely due to my being raised Evangelical, but I’m finding more and more people think of me that way, much to my utter discomfort and confusion.




  • Hexbear was/is a shit show. Then again, I hate politics and idiots with a burning passion. (Grew up in the South with Far right idiots belching brain dead arguments) It’s very hostile. I was semi-fine with hostility on Reddit, I’d happily bite and fight. But, I’m honestly trying to have a good experience, so Hexbear is a no-go for me.

    And for the inevitable herd of Hexbearians that will no doubt squawk this post to hell: I am a nonbinary, demisexual, melungeon witch, I can’t stand racists or bigots or *phobes, I don’t care for politics or politicians, but will happily vote for whoever doesn’t try to make my existence illegal!