When you embark on the Left-hand Path and light the Black Flame, you go balls-to-walls… and the walls that you hit, my friend, that´s Karma. On the Left-Hand Path we encourage the balls, not so much passing through the walls.
The remarkable self-empowerment and spellcasting success that is achieved and replicated by every new convert to the Left-Hand Path, is the best recruitment poster we have, and often the sole point of our hope, so anything that goes against this bold audacious narrative is graciously omitted from discussion. It doesn’t sell, and the typical new arrival to the Left Hand-Path is pretty desperate. The Neophyte is ecstatic to find out that they can manifest stuff just by the virtue of their desperation, and by letting go of self-limiting cultural imprints. This cheat works for a while, and regrettably, most followers of the Left-Hand Path will never see past the Basic Bitch Trick, nor will they ever want to explore why dafuq sometimes magic doesn’t work. They will just assume it does, and they will rationalize themselves into believing nonsense that squats there right with Delusion, next to the Pitiful Self-Fulfilling Prophecy of all sorts. The failed Black Magician, which is to say almost every so-called Black Magician out there, is mostly adept at conjuring up Health, Wealth and Riches which only exist in their own mind, and in the eyes of a small circle around them, and cannot stand up to real scrutiny, or which fall apart as soon as the rooster crows in daylight. Very few will swear by their magic, and magical or not, their real-life achievements very often are sub-par. Of course, that kind of magic is easy to practice.
I used to know a big name Occultist in Eastern Europe, whose name I am not going to drop, who wrote in his last ever book on the Occult –
“I have come to the conclusion that most magicians, with all the powers of magic at hand, haven’t manifested even that which regular folks were able to manifest without the aid of magic.”
Then, he proclaimed all of his work void, and abandoned his career as an Occultist to become a massively successful author of crime thrillers.
I´ve had people believe that they caused horrible destruction in my life and almost killed me, when in fact nothing ever happened that would come any close to their stories. I realized this is by far the most common way the modern Black Magician chooses to address the gaping holes in his philosophy – by deluding themselves that their magic´s worked. The opposite effect is even more baffling, which is when people are dead convinced that you had worked magic, and some crazy shit happened, when in fact you for a fact know that you did not. It is on those occasions that I muse whether we all inhabit the same time-space continuum? Do we exist on the same timeline? I have my doubts when I hear of the mighty deeds of Black Magic through which I have ruined countless lives of people that I never heard about. When I then listen to tales of their heroic comebacks at me and the tragic losses they have caused me by reversing those undeserved Death Curses on me, I shed a tear every time.
