Sorcery experiences

[serloco]

I remember long ago I had reached a park by a river. It was a new scene for me.  There was boat and it had the name depicting of my last event I had just left from moments ago written on it. The name a refection of my energy and a communication to me, that told me it had seen, sees me now, and it forming now with me. There is a speaker up on it's mast playing an eary song, ghostly, into the moist night air. I pace on the dock, and speak to this spirit with my awareness. The songs comunicate to me, my energies into music and life forms. I see the connection of the host seeing me, and she translates my awareness into forms, and as well as focuses to the city as well, in the night around me. Not formed, yet forming in every and any way. We write some different forms of music and song, in a few different positions and ways, and we see that others can forms their own song to, in this way, and perhaps make it better. Someone comes along later and sits with me and starts talking with me. I see the Spirit and the enitity creates into the channel of the music her music and it becomes different and in her own way and energy, adding and expanding to the spirit of the music. A train goes by and I gaze at it and begin to alter its speed with my attention ever so slightly, then I see it and so I catch it and the train begins to suspend, then stop.  My companion sees this and starts up instantly to break my attention. The suspended time breaks and the train proceeds as if never stopped. I could see the fear. I look instead at the train graffiti as art, and form, and see that the train is coming from nowehere at all, is being formed in my awareness as it rolls on these tracks. I can see the darkness down the tracks from which it really springs into life and form, and so i shine into it the words reflecting my awareness and art etc. The words on the side of the train now also speak to me, and for me.  And what of their contents? Dark space to fill? Value to assign? It was late and so i went to sleep, so wandered into the dark a little into the park, not seeing with my eyes but knowing with my seeing that i would find my spot to sleep. 20 feet in I found a perfect set stone for my body that allowed my legs to rest on the ground but had rock in a nice layed back chair that was set as a recliner. I looked over in a lighted area and saw a pillow under a pasenger car that was no longer used. I woke up to the seagulls singing and watched their flight, and recalled some things i had learned and tied them up in my attention.  I watched them moving, flowing to my attention's focused direction as if I were their lead bird directing the flock. I let it go after a little.  I left to go get some food and there was a heler/kitchen two streets over I knew.  I found it the other night in an unformed dreamhaze and I wanted a shelter to sleep and looked up and there was the sign "Shelter House". I went over and ate some burgers they served for meal and they had the best desserts in abundance. I could see many things here, and so cast many things into effect, magically. I saw bags of donations being given full of dark energy, so that the clothing was custom made and taylored to the people who would get them and need them. I placed as much magical detail in it as i could at the time. I wanted to be very specific about every detail because the details manifest perfectly. You could even see the energy signatures of the people they were made for in it. It was cool for then. One of the staff told a lie and it upset me. I cast a spell on his form as he stood in the cafeteria with other staff and his nose started growing on his face. I fed the spell as it went and held it for a while. He noticed and began very shocked and panicked, then trying to wave his head around and make it stop. I fed it more. He then pretended as if nothing were wrong but you could see him upset. I felt very happy.  My ally was very powerful sometimes then and would materialize almost anywhere to the forms of my attention right into and as reality. I remember once my ally form called "next" or "looking forward" acted on me and as focused in I sasw a girk avbout to hit by a car in the street in front of me, and she screamed about to die but my attention ripped her to the side and saved her as she stood there in the middle passing cars. The energy in my attention then is designed manifest but was not controlled and the manifestation nearly was of death, but I saved it. The vision manifested exactly as that position of awareness is designed to do. It was first designed to scan the energy body but internally and externally outward to see what was going to happen. And then one could reeneter with different energies and outcomes seen. All before the action happens. Just with the attention. Any action you entered then would be as you expected. It took many paths and made different forms of prophetic life. Different forms of time's awareness.   You can set up a moment in the future from the past and fill it with all the exact energies you want it to have, and even had the currents and energies from the past sent there right now as you casted them in the past, into the future when you now are.  because as you are thinking about the future your attention is present in it, a door if you can see it, and you cast your energies into it, you are anyways.  Prophets learn to see time, and then to master it. Horrors do not jump out of my attention so much any more lest one of my monsters devour it, or castrate it on the spot.  Time's flame is always lit, now.