Gold In The Undertow Reverse

Let yourself fall out of that trance.. there’s no wrong way to cast magick Poppet, we can’t lose all we’ve known for more than a millennium a ritual will mirror just one thing the heart and intention of the spell there’s no reason for a talisman unless you can understand it’s rhythm keep your invocation benevolent lest the threefold rule apply gold must live in the undertow Abracadabra, sparkle, and flow fifty cent words you have to look up some will see the craziest cat lady some see a Witch and her tambourine your vision is your perception sharp focus drawn out by intention daily outcome swayed by emotion let yourself fall out of that trance Poppet I give to you this offering..