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CHAPTER FIVE
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into the Temple, your desire no longer trapped inside but freed,
unchained and unrestrained, no longer devastating your mind
and heart with stagnant lust, but willing to devastate all of
existence to bring such into action immediately.
12. Call out: "By the Powers of Darkness, I command that ________
be brought to me, to the fulfillment of my desire. Cause her
heart to turn to me, her mind to turn to me, and her body to
turn to me. By the Powers of Darkness, my will be done." As
this is spoken, feel your wishes riding on the same currents of
air which carry the words, released from you, into the Temple,
and into the heart of creation.
13. Blowout the candles, the red first and then the black. Breathe
in the smoke and smell the melted wax - these are the heralds
of your will's manifestation.
It is important, directly following a ritual wherein your will is
asserted upon the fabric of the universe so strongly, that you engage in
some mundane activity. Watch television, listen to music, playa game
or prepare something to eat. Get your mind far away from the Temple
and the Works of Darkness therein performed, as the meaty brain is a
delicate thing and is only burdened when faced with the challenges of
assigning logical and linear values to the incomprehensible.
Shortly, you will feel as if the ritual was a dream, or was
performed in some ancient past life, not quite real, but a shadow of a
memory. As it fades from memory completely, the reality of the
Working will startle you with its success, the fruit of your desires laid
at your feet by the Powers of Darkness.
The first time that I can recall having achieved success with
this above type of "love spell," I was sixteen years old, had just moved
from a large, west-coast city into a predominantly Mormon southwest
community, and found myself a frequent "strike-out" with the local
young women of the Church. I sat in my desk in first year German, the
stench of my pre-class cigarette wafting from my blue flannel jacket
and my unwashed nose-length hair. The bell had already warned the
students that they were all supposed to be in their seats as I was, having
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