Okay, let’s face it. Here we go again, getting excited about the season. October 31 is a cool date to experience, because people make it exciting themselves. For once, we can step on the general dullness that informs most of our working lives, for it is a fact that only very few actually enjoy their jobs. My theory is that because there’s so much fear about the unknown, we tend to be complicit with the shittiest of jobs in the name of the illusion of stability. Stability is a hard nut to crack. So we go with the shitty, the consequence being a darkening of our minds.
But here’s what I say, speaking of fear as something that many go through right now, from the fear of the pandemic to the fear of the consequences of the global political situation. At governmental level, we can point to how one doesn’t care about anything other than a well constructed image that helps some gain at the expense of others losing. Because this is so, the con marketers of the world also get louder, promising much or pretty much everything between heaven and earth. The talk that gets on my nerves is the one that promises that all the shallow thinkers can unite, and rejoice in their being ‘merely a human,’ in the process glorifying the vulnerable as the commodity that gets us out of the ‘perfectionist’ rut. Err, actually, that’s not it. But let’s save the bashing of this type of modern demons for another time.
What I want to say here is, however, related, so, let’s see. Pay attention to the current excitement today. If you’re in occult groups, tarot groups, or fortunetelling groups, pay attention to people’s narratives about what ancestors are being conjured right now. Notice the type: it’s all the Genghis Khan type, the superman type, the wise grandmother type, the genius type. Well, this is all very fine. But guess what? If you have a clear intent, say, you want to know how to navigate through your fears, who would you call? The valiant and courageous leaders? Do you think they could teach you a thing of two about fear? Think again. They can’t, for they have none. Would you call on the wise Solomon, related to your own psychic grandmother, if you went long enough in history? Would they teach you about the consequences of being dull and dimwitted? How could they, for they were not.
If you have your cards ready, create a truly gloriously theatrical space – from candles to incense, costume and mask – and call on the dullest of your ancestors. Make an invocation to the ones who died without having had an original thought in their lives. Call on the ones who have lived a life of impressions, the ones who never acted on anything that was not endorsed already by someone even duller. Call on the ones who lived according to other people’s opinions, especially the dumb opinions. Call on the ones who lived in utter darkness of the mind, the opaque and the ignorant, the ones who crossed over to the other side only to join the lowest class of demons. Call on the dull. Then ask them to tell you how you can have a better life than the one they had, a life that was subject to fear, projection, fantasy, greed, slander, and rumor. Hear what these souls might tell you, and then heed attention.
Alternatively, pick books that tell great necromantic stories, mine for example. The Oracle Travels Light is written with shimmering glitter in the eye. I’ve been told that the stories in it opened some heavy, solid doors. Some minds got enlightened.
Enjoy your cards, books, and dull ancestors. They can all teach a thing of two about the veils of some very thick and palpable stupidity. We need to know what there is to know. No greater teaching can do more.
Stay tuned for cartomantic courses.