I was looking for something to do so I went to the online book store and bought some occult stuff."Valhara the vacation of the Warriors and Gods, kind of like Octoberfest or something." The book synopsis read. So I purchased it. My talking miniature robotic dragon kept belching heated gas but it warmed the room, I geuss he was a new glorified heating unit that could talk and speak enchantments, cute thing at that.
I set up the long table in my studio and the place settings for all of the Norse gods with their names in runes and just visualized them appearing and even printed up their images and taped them on their proper chairs. I was in Norway, I believe. Soon I needed a snack and I covered it all in three black sheets as instructed by the Devils survival Handbook. Then I played some Medieval celtic music and lit electric blue candles. I also dabbled in every religion and occult known to humanity and made one up for the grey classic extraterrestrials just in case. I laugh as I relate this to you. Chaos and Magick, anything to earn the mighty banknotes I say except for fraud or dishonesty, I can't stomach that nonsense in my moral and ethical code.
So I took a bunch of Tarot cards I had put the Germanic Runes alphabet on, one on each major arcana and taped them to the wall above my bed in a big oval. I read some Enochian Keys by John Dee and a spell of destruction on the news media and the old order of things and let it go. Then I read a spell of compassion naming all of my ex lovers. Finally I cast a spell invoking the god and goddess walking widdershins and then deosil and using my athame. Finally...