Scared Sh*tless and Safety Helmets

I laid out a circle on the floor, set up a triangle, and got conjuring the demons of the Ars Goetia. I made a list of ones that I had not yet worked with, but was interested in establishing relations with. The first few went well. Spirits appeared, spoke, and provided real world results to verify the communication. I was high on magic, feeling like a mack-daddy wizard, just callin and conjuring night after night.

Until I conjured Asmodeus.

After some arduous conjuring, Asmodeus made himself known. I haven’t been in the presence of people that wanted nothing but ill for me since a confrontation with a middle-school bully, but here I was again. The being in the triangle did not seem very human-friendly AT ALL. I immediately thanked Asmodeus for appearing then issues the licence to depart. I closed the room and didn’t go back in for days. I avoided calling upon Asmodeus for the next two decades.

I use this story an example in my classes on how not every spirit is good. Yes, some demons are benevolent spirits vilified by Church and Patriarchy – but that doesn’t mean that there aren’t just evil-ass spirits as well.

My last post about Witches afraid of Witchcraft highlighted fears that people seem to be succumbing to without reason. Being afraid of a thing thing that is dangerous or violent was not one of those. The post didn’t suggest that you should just traipse carelessly through the world of magic, and that safety precautions were not needed. When you get into your car you understand that you can have an accident. It’s the same with magic.