I don’t know since when it has become fashionable for wicca to prostitute itself to political correctness.
When I started training, my very gay High Priest made it crystal clear that the Craft was not for the flimsy and easily offended delicate minded. The green agenda and friends of the earth was out and so was the LGBT or whatever it is called – the gay movement.
Let’s just say, that the wicca I learnt many years ago resembles nothing of the watered down broth it’s coming to today.
Thank you Karagan from bringing in your very mainstream, anything goes, approach to it.
We know that for some years you have been really wanting to be free to admit that it was Jihmal and not Lady Aysha (or whatever her name is) to give your 3rd degree, but you knew back then – nearly 10 years ago – you would have been sent packing back where you came from if Scott would have had his own way.
I have always maintained that Scott is more of a psychopathic bastard than you are but he at least there was a time he understood the mysteries of the religion he taught . You, on the other hand Karagan, have become a populist wiccan priest in drag.
You haven’t even left Malkuth, you’re so self absorbed in your own sexual identity. I’m not sure you are a priest at all. You are certainly NOT a High Priest when even Dolce and Gabbana accidentally touch on the very mystery you should have been rather well versed in by now.
Just look at the standards of your followers: like Sharon Day for example. A paranoid schizoid who did the rounds of London’s covens when she became convinced the mother of another ice skating contestant had put a curse on her daughter because on that occasion she didn’t win. This is a woman, now Alexandrian witch, who proves that having a law degree and marrying a lawyer does not necessarily prevent a person from being gullible and making one lovely milking cow for the New Age funny farm. Just like those art dealers on a cruiseship discovered when they managed to sell her fake Dali prints for £100.000. It takes a special kind of stupid to buy art from dealers on a cruiseship. It takes a special kind of desperate attention seeker to join you in berating a couple of successful fashion designers for having an opinion that does not conform to the rest of the herd. Still you believe you’re powerful witches who stand out from the sleeping crowd as some kind of elite,right?
But hey, Dolce and Gabbana were a gay couple in a catholic country long before the gay right movement came about to wipe the noses of those who feel persecuted for wanting to ostentate their sexuality at all costs. Being gay didn’t stop them from gaining international fame in a sector they had talent for, long before there was such a thing as a gay market. So you need to worry not about a possible loss of custom and popularity and can reassure you they’re not the only gays who see it that way. They can say what they like about what they believe to be a traditional family because there’s so much more to them as human beings than the label gay or fashion designer. Chances are, they love their mama and papa and their mama and papa has loved them so unconditionally they have grown to believe they are the miracle of an act of love between two people.
“The family is not a fad,” adds Stefano Gabbana. “In it there is a supernatural sense of belonging.”
Now Karagan: if Gabbana has understood that without performing the Great Rite and you haven’t, you’ve no higher consciousness than those who breed just because they have functioning reproductive organs and all their friends are having babies. Now it’s finally clear why you’ve had such poor discernment in telling apart those with true lineage from the Alexandrinots . You’re farther away than you can ever imagine from being a High Priest, nevermind an Initiate and so much lower than those you look down your nose to.
Sorry for being so brutal in shattering an illusion in which you have invested so much of your time, but mundane political agendas and the craft of the tradition to which you lay claim to do not mix, which is why someone had to say it and give you a chance to wake up and see the wood from the trees.
Perhaps you might want to consider retaking your initiations.