Magic has been working me longer than I have been working it.
My craft smells of tobacco smoke, rum, blood, gunpowder.
Occasional shit, piss, and vomit.
It looks like bones, stones, blades, arrowheads, plant parts, animal parts.
I mostly live under a rock. Was shocked to find this here community on the world wide webs. I don't spend much time on world wide webs.
Outside my craft I was an anatomist once upon a time, cut open a fuck ton of dead bodies in the process, had lots of fun. Went to med school, became a doctor, learned a bunch of cool shit about the human body and pathogens. Shamanism fell upon me, then I got initiated into a witchdoctor clan. Now I'm mostly a recluse who helps the people that can find me by word of mouth.
Ask me whatever. I might ask you something if you say something interesting. I'm just here to learn from you.
Peace.
My craft smells of tobacco smoke, rum, blood, gunpowder.
Occasional shit, piss, and vomit.
It looks like bones, stones, blades, arrowheads, plant parts, animal parts.
I mostly live under a rock. Was shocked to find this here community on the world wide webs. I don't spend much time on world wide webs.
Outside my craft I was an anatomist once upon a time, cut open a fuck ton of dead bodies in the process, had lots of fun. Went to med school, became a doctor, learned a bunch of cool shit about the human body and pathogens. Shamanism fell upon me, then I got initiated into a witchdoctor clan. Now I'm mostly a recluse who helps the people that can find me by word of mouth.
Ask me whatever. I might ask you something if you say something interesting. I'm just here to learn from you.
Peace.
