The Cunning Farmer

The Spear That Roars For Blood

Note to the reader:

I hope you all are well and staying safe in the bizarre, slow motion apocalypse we call the 21st Century in the USA (or wherever you may be). I am trying to find time to work on the next few chapters, which will be about the four realms of the magical cosmos we spoke about in the last chapter, starting with the super-celestial or heavenly realm and its denizens, and historical and practical methods for working with them, also known as theurgy. I have some good ideas, but I need a good run of rainy weather, to use as an excuse to sit down at the keyboard and write, so many farm tasks have become so urgent.

Meanwhile, I’d like to share the present writing with you. It is a meditation written on the occasion of one of our country’s frequent public massacres, which are becoming an accepted part of life here. It is motivated by …