The Spell that Changed My Life Forever
Picture it. South Carolina, 1989. I was just a shy, lonely boy who was different. I knew I was different, but I never felt safe putting a name to it. My peers knew I was different too. Unfortunately, they didn't mind giving a name to that thing that made me different from everyone else. Sissy, faggot, homo.......not a day went by that someone at some point didn't feel the need to remind me how I was different from the other boys.
My only reprieve it seemed that there were other people in school who were different too. (just different in a different way) so when I wasn't the target of bullying someone else was. Nonetheless, those times were few and far between, I was the most popular target it seemed and it made my life hell.
Then one day I was in Mrs. Boulware's study hall reading magazines. I came across a story in the Weekly World News titled Secret Chants to Bring You Money, Love, Health, and Happiness! The story claimed that these chants had been found in the ruins of an ancient monastery. At that time I had a strong interest in magic and the supernatural, although I had yet to undertake a serious study of the subject. Once of the spells/chants interested me in particular. It read:
To Bring Happiness
"Repeat the words Lo-an-an Ta Fa Ri once every day for seven days. Use a soft, melodious voice and think happy thoughts as you chant. You should find your life more joyous and fullfulling."
I was so unhappy with my life, I was willing to try anything. I set about to perform the ritual and quickly discovered a bit of information that they writer of the story left out. The week that you perform this ritual will probably be the worst fucking week of your life! BUT....if you can get through that week.....your life will get better.
At least that's what happen to me. After the week was over things got better. People picked on me less, I started to make friends, I grew less shy. In addition, since that time no matter what has happened to me in life..no matter how bad things have gotten....things just have had a way of working out.
Of course there was, in all likelihood, no truth to the story whatsoever and the writer probably fabricated all the chants herself. But that's what made my experience so much more magickal. My sincere belief in the efficacy of the chants and my strong desire to bring happiness into my life created the magic that produced results!
Even after 21 years, my belief in this spell is so strong that I absolutely refuse to repeat the ritual a second time for fear that it would undo the original spell. I know that sound silly, if this blog entry has taught us anything it is not to discount the power of belief. It is only after a great deal of thought and meditation that I've decided to share this information with my readers know because I know that at one time or another we all feel alone and powerless but I also know that you never need to feel that way again.