Hoodoo in East Texas



Eh, fuckit. Self censoring is stupid, especially when the best things can be said plain out.
I don't have a future in politics, and maybe by then nobody will care I wrote this today. Can't kill my art, can't kill my spirit. I got all I need. And I got magick.

Whether it's just another part of the muse working in my subconscious or it's the observation that nature is no mistake, I believe in spirit and magick. I believe in personal power, personal spirit helpers and guides, I believe that a real hoodoo work is set by intention.

I've done a few spells. That's probably a huge surprise (or maybe not), but I have. They worked, what's more, and that's probably less surprising than me working them. A more recent example was when I wrote this, offered it to the spirits and did some other things and then the girl who I wanted revenge on disappeared from my life. (But not before she ranted a whole bunch of nasty stuff online that could condemn her for being the nutjob she is. -Yep, I said that too.)

Hoodoo Blues
(in mimic of hoodoo blues lyrics of old)

Oh girl - you done gone an done it now

Mama done found out the truth of you

Quit pretendin, sweet-chile you ain't

Wishin sure can't help you out of a hoodoo

Judgement's a comin, you ain't no saint

Ya done let your sheep skin slide

And I done seen your other side

Woman done opened up her mouth

Let them black lies come tumblin out

She gonna get what she deserves

Girl gone get what she deserves

She's gonna get what she deserves

This Old Hoodoo Mama

Done pay for that graveyard dirt

Girl brought that grin, but she ain't no friend

She done lied to hear the truth

Then put it in her pocket with her sins

She gonna get what she deserves

This Old Hoodoo Mama

Done pay for the graveyard dirt

Gonna get them snakes to come rollin out

She gonna flail and shake and shout

Gonna get them lies tacked in her head

Or she gonna break instead

Girl gonna get what she deserves

She gone get what she deserves

Girl's gonna get what she deserves

This Old Hoodoo Mama

Done pay for that graveyard dirt

A strong hoodoo doesn't need to be bantered around, but cursing someone in public has been done and seen to work. This was some mess that was all public, and it worked in the public. I don't mean to sound proud, because we are what we are. Our power comes from what we are, but the willingness to use our natural powers lies only with us (not everything in our arsenal of protection and prayer is formal or God-given, for I disagree that God is involved in our daily lives on a micro-level but is more a universal presence that is given form through our individual beliefs).

I personally believe that the more the rootworker/hoodoo means it, the more powerful the spell will be, the fewer "ingredients" you should use and the sooner the results.

I might have just put the poem and all this on here today as an affirmation to my belief in magic and in using it, but I also might have something to sprinkle on the forehead of the damned and very soon.

Let those you love know you'd protect them with your body, mind and spirit. Let them be protected by your caring and let their transgressors feel your wrath. Sometimes doing drastic things is called for and the consequences of evil forced upon those who must be stopped before the worst can come.