Göoo #7 · Witchcraft

“There is an intersection of tangible things, not one but one hundred invisible intersections.
The silver threads that only the shamans see, the colorful auras, the magic sage, the miracle waters, the restless dead, the shining souls, the creepy creatures in the woods and in the seas, the secret names of things.
Who gets ill by a paper, gets cured with poison. Who prays to an ancient god, begs to a modern saint. We search, no matter what, not to be alone and helpless to the will of nature.
Make a translucent layer of the uncontrollable absurd, find a powerful ally, learn his language. Is the ritual, the offering, the secret ceremony. Have a soul and know how to use it.
Opposite to science, requiring verification and testing is enough to probe itself. The faith of those who believe without visual clues, makes them see. It duplicates the world, expanding the force, putting wings to worms and fear to the alleys, but it also cures the dying, tight the loved person, and brings back those who’ve gone forever, even for a second.
The matter is to believe. Believe to see, and not the opposite way.”