The Good Magician took to wishin

and the white witch was just some bitch

leading us to the question tragic

of whether we really can work magick.

It all depends, as one should know,

on what’s divine and what’s for show,

Because deep down it take true Skill

and Enthusiasm its bound to kill.

The first wave Wicca

Know they Stoley

From crazy old Aleister Crowley,

But if the art is to survive,

Through Non consumed occult we Dive,

Like Hermes Great, to fix the work,

and not be brainwashed by some jerk

Until the Aeons to us come,

our selfhood subtracted by wisdom’s sum.

If consciousness itself transcends,

we need to work towards better ends

than being wrong or being rites

or believing in some real life sprites.

We all can pen our own best Gospels,

but for the knave, it’s knigh impossble

To with Gay science Honor Ancients,

and for real magick have the patience.

Those not ruled by society can try

But even eccentrics heave a sigh,

Because they try the wrong approach

and useful topics never broach,

until it all seems like a game,

A Puzzle Made of Mosheh’s Fame.