reply to post by Dock9
Nothing to apologize for friend, honest posts are always welcome.
There was a girl, a girl I very much loved and rejected me who after a year of trying everything I could to win back her affections I ran out of
anything else left to do.
I had tried a white magic spell that the same occult shop was happy to furnish the ingredients with and it didn't seem to have any effect.
A month later I went back to the occult shop which was in and of itself strange because the interior of the store looked like a hurricane had gone
through it, and when I arrived the shopkeeper was busy trying to tidy and straighten the place back up.
Oddly he was perspiring in the same way as my neighbor’s friend was later on that evening when I arrived. I showed him the spell I wanted to use and
he actually remembered me from the month before even though that had been my one and only time ever in the store.
He said no, you don’t want to try to do that spell, I gave you a spell, a White Magic spell, give it time to work, might take up to a year, but it
will work, if you did it right, and I sold you everything to do it right, and how to do it right, so I am sure, you followed those instructions and
did it right.
I told him I had, but that I didn’t have a year to wait. I was young and impatient.
He said well, I am sorry, under no circumstances will I sell you those items or help you do that spell you want to do, you don’t understand what you
are playing with. The store itself had been there for decades and was owned by an aging playboy, playmate of the year, who was an avowed Satanist and
So I asked him, let me get this straight, your owner is in to black magic, this is a for profit store, you have the items in stock and I want to buy
them and have the money to purchase them and you are flat out refusing to sell them to me.
He looked at me and said yes, I am flat out refusing to sell them to you, now please leave. He also seemed to be in some bit of nervous pain in his
cold sweat and when my neighbor’s friend started exhibiting the same signs and I thought back to how the shop was in shambles when I arrived I
really well was alarmed.
It was almost like everyone involved was being forced by some higher power to intervene and keep me from doing what I wanted to do at great costs.
Both the shop keeper and my neighbor’s friend were avowed occultists heavily into the black arts. You would think they would have been hopping all
over the chance to bring someone new into their practices and circle and to make a few bucks too. They weren’t!
In contrasts to Christians or Muslims for instance who would have had me baptized and on a plane to do missionary work at that point and likely
extracted what ever donation they could get in the offing these people seemed to be being compelled to keep me from getting involved.
To this day I still don’t know what to make of it, were they simply bizarre and erratic people? Were they being compelled in a certain way by either
some force of light or darkness, and where they purposefully trying to keep me from discovering something that they truly didn’t want me to discover
for some other purpose dealing with fate, the universe or my role in it.
I have had some strange and otherworldly things occur to me in life but this was one of the strangest and most enigmatic of them all.
I gave you a star for asking, see I am not put off at all.