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Relationship Status:
Zodiac Sign:
Scorpio/Libra Cusp
Do you remember your past lives?
artist, other
Path or Tradition:
Eclectic Celtic/Native American Shamanism
Do you have a religion?
Unemployed Actor
Magic of choice:
White Magic, Earth-Gaia Magic, Shamanism, Celtic, Crystals, Natural Magic, Scrying, Reiki, Animism, Divination
Where you perform rituals?
inside your house, forests, pagan circle, mountains, mental ritual
Forest of choice:
Oak Creek Canyon Forest in Northern Arizona
Among my preferred tools for Magick rituals:
What about Drugs?...
What about dancing?
Clubbin', I dance around a mystic fire, Dancin' for the Gods, Other
Food orientation:
Carnivore, Fish eater, Sushi lover
Vegetarian's dilemma: Do you think eating meat is a crime?
Favorite food:
Spaghetti, Pizza, Steak, Hamburger, Belgian Waffle, Fried Eggs, Lentil soup, bananas, mexican tomatoes, Nutella, Kosher dill pickles, Italian peperoni, meat balls, hot dogs, Macaroni & cheese, Fettucine Alfredo, Nachos, Burritos, Black Angus steak, Grilled anything, Other
Type of Ethnic food you like:
Italian, American, German, Cuban, Brasilian, Mexican, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Greek, Spanish, Scottish
Preferred beverage:
Partner Preference:
Searching for a Neopaganic adventure?
Neopagan friends
Any Pets?
A Chihuahua named Cerro.
Pet Details?
He's adorably cute, golden with a white patch on his chest, and a small white blaze on his forehead.
Yummy.......Shish ka baby.......
Erotic Orientation:
Fetish, Water Games, Role Plays, Hot Wax
Sex Drive:
Erotic,Tantric, SexMagick status:
Political Orientation?
Very Liberal
How would you like to end up?
An Old Egyptian Vampire is inside the Great Cheope Pyramid at Giza, do you enter?
Yes absolutely!!
Do you like Italian "Pandoro" Cake?
Don't know
About this site:
Too soon to say...hmmm...

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At 1:15pm on December 23, 2008, Stagsinger said…
Dancing the Hunt
by Herne 12/09/08

I hear the throbbing drums
I feel the cool grass beneath my feet
I smell the smoke and feel the wind caress my naked body
I hear the call of the Horned One, bellowing from the woods
My soul leaps within me to hear it
My feet begin to stamp out the heart-beat rythym
Of the thump-thump-thumping of the drums
I call back to my God, bellowing out my praises to Him
Around the fire I dance, head thrown back
Primal cries ripping from my throat
Then I hear Him coming
Sense the presence of my God as He joins the dance beside me
His hooves stomping out the rythym of the drums
Wtih my God by my side I whirl and leap around the fire
In trance I invite Him to enter me
And am surprised when I feel His Spirit enter my mortal shell
Together we dance the dance of life, of death
We step the steps of the hunter, the hunted
For a time that seems ages we two become one
Lost in the Dance of the Hunt
When the dance is complete, and the drumming slows,
We part company and I weep to feel Him leave
I collapse to the ground in ecstasy
And release
At 1:14pm on December 23, 2008, Stagsinger said…

The misty dawn has broken on this shortest day.
The Holly King, in winter's green, is ready for the fray.
For half a year the leafy crown has rested on his brow.
To take the crown and cut him down is his brother's vow.

For six long months he ruled within his forest hold.
Throughout his reign, the foliate king, felt himself grow old.
The crown of leaves grew heavy still, the end was in his sight.
His weapons honed and armor shone, he readied for the fight.

The younger king was born, to issue challenge bold.
And take his place, with youthful grace, his brow to wear the gold.
His battle skills sharpened, the verdant crown, is his by right.
With shield of yew and sword new he went forth to show his might.

Twin brothers take the field, to battle for the crown.
The steal blades sing, they fight to bring each other to the ground.
With fatal strike the crown of green falls from his regal head.
He's proved his worth, the blood pours forth, his brother lies there dead.

The misty dawn has broken on this longest day.
The Oaken King, in summer's green, is ready for the fray.
For half a year the leafy crown has rested on his brow.
To take the crown and cut him down is his brother's vow.

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