S/e/r/p/e/n/t who is cursed across every age
Let the Seven Arows of Sekhmet pierce your flesh
Let the Fists of Sutekh land upon your shoulders
Let the Club of Wepwawet split your skull
D/e/f/i/l/e/r who is defeated before the Rising Sun
Who is destroyed by the Voice of the Tears who Rise
Who is unmade in the sight of Ra and of Horus
Who is cast into the abyss of his own making
Who is twisted and cut apart and broken
Fall upon the Sword of the Sun
Fall upon the Spears of his Children
Be struck down by Heru with the healing of his Eye
And let the Bronze Claws of the Powerful cut thy belly
Let your miasma spin toothless into the abyss
Let your entrails spill upon the ground
May the ground be purified of your blood
May the Breath of Sekhmet burn away thy viscera
May the Breath of Sekhmet burn away thy wretched eyes
May the Breath of Sekhmet burn away thy flesh
May the Breath of Sekhmet char thy bones to ash
May the Breath of Sekhmet destroy you utterly
May the words of Djehuty be spoken against you
May the words of Khonsu be spoken against you
May the words of all Tears be spoken against you
May the sorrow of Ra rise against you and strike you down
those who serve you be devoured by Ammut
those who serve you fall beneath Seven Arrows
those who serve you be burned by Sekhmet and unmade utterly
May the name of this
S/e/r/p/e/n/t be forgotten
May the name of this
S/e/r/p/e/n/t be unmade
May this foul
perverted shade of Wadjet Who is Blameless be annihilated utterly
Dua Sekhmet who cleaves the enemy
Dua Sutekh who crushes the enemy
Dua Wepwawet who bludgeons the enemy
Dua Djehuty who curses the enemy
Dua Khonsu who blinds the enemy
Dua Heru who heals his people with his eye
Dua Sekhmet who heals her people of these plagues
Dua Netjeru who destroy the enemy
And the Tears of Ra whose voices sharpen their blades
Paganism, like most other movements, has a leadership problem. Rather, it is plagued by an endless parade of such problems, ranging from abusive behaviors, bigotry and hateful views, to simple ineptitude. All too often, the most problematic of these leaders paradoxically retain their reputations and places of import in our communities, their failings handwaved and met with the too familiar litany of “They aren’t perfect, but they’ve done a lot of good work for us.”
The last few months have seen accusations of abuse against the likes of Isaac Bonewits, founder of the Druidic organization Ár nDraíocht Féin (or ADF), as well as Yeshe Rabbit (of many names), who founded the prominent Bay Area coven known as Come As You Are, or CAYA. These issues, sadly, are not new to paganism, which has wrestled with abusive leadership since the earliest days of Wicca’s foundation.
I’ve been pretty bad about updating this, I know. Life or something.
But a few months ago Thorbeorht Linleah, un-noted theodsman and dubious scholar of Seaxneat, wrote a post in response to my older highlight on the abusive and bigoted nature of Theodism that effectively amounted to “#notalltheodsmen.” I was going to link to that post, but in the long tradition of heathens owning their words in accordance with their stated values, Thorbeorht seems to have taken it down, so I can only provide a screencap of WordPress’s notification I got.
Also in the grand tradition of heathenry, Thorbeorht has recently decided to disavow “postmodernism” in Heathenry, quoting C.S. Lewis of all fucking people to back up his argument, in favor of the more pure traditions of the theodish expression of Anglo-Saxon ethnic religion, using language pretty much straight out of McNallen’s big book of “I swear I’m not a racist buuut…” and has gone on to migrate from the aggressively “SJW” outlet of Facebook in favor of the free speech-centered outlet that hardly anyone who isn’t alt-right seems to use, Minds.
Truly, the world is full of surprises.
I’ve talked a bit on this blog about my fondness for adapting our practices– and the stories we tell– based on our locale. Many of us are not residents of the lands our gods were first known in; even those who are, the land has changed a great deal in some cases, developed or been otherwise disturbed.
One way I do this is in creating ‘modern myths,’ a vainglorious way of styling my short stories. I have a lot of them- some posted here (and scarcely ever read compared to my more ‘dramatic’ posts), others collected elsewhere (like my poorly edited, self-published book). My most recent piece is as much an exercise in fun as anything, but I figured I’d share it, mostly because it’s short and might be amusing.
Submitted for your entertainment: A story about a wily coyote.
We’ll now take a break from the regularly scheduled programming (My Being Pagan series that none of you were aware is going to be a proper series) for a few musings on Kemeticism. Specifically, on Ma’at.
I’ve had several conversations recently with a peculiar manifestation of Christian baggage, both in a total newcomer to Paganism and from someone who has been tentatively engaging in it for years. Most people, as I talked about last week, come to paganism with an adversarial view of Christianity, but what I didn’t spend time on is the fact that others arrive because some fundamental aspect of their former religion simply didn’t work for them.
This can actually be more difficult to deal with because rather than simply overlooking aspects of holdover baggage, or dismissing pagan ideas because they associate them with Christianity, some people may in fact cling to elements of Christianity and attempt to force a cross-shaped object into an Ankh-shaped hole, as it were, because they *don’t* hate their background. The issue with this is that it can still result in a critical stagnation in someone’s growth because they default to the easy road, rather than the productive one.
In my decade-plus experience of being part of the modern pagan movement, I have noticed a recurring issue across nearly every tradition I’ve encountered, among pagans both new and who have been involved for decades. It’s an issue that I struggled with for a time and that most first-generation pagans are going to encounter. That issue? Not being pagan. Bear with me.
I’ve been away from blogging for like, months. I am trash at running a blog, that much is clear; in fairness I’ve been transitioning to living in Poland which, as it turns out, is like… A bit different from Texas. Part of it is just that I don’t have a lot to blog about that’s pagan-relevant though and I just have not felt like writing in the last while.
That said, I feel like for my relatively few followers it’s worth noting: r/Asatru, whose moderators I took a few shots at in my great book of grudges some months back, who pointedly argue “we are not affiliated with White Marsh Theod beyond one member of our team” has now invited a second member of White Marsh and noted transphobic thrall of one Forvrin to moderate on their subreddit along with Theod-worshiper/possible member/who-keeps-track-of-this-Habsburg-family-tree-anymore Mark Stone.
For those keeping score, that means that heathenry’s largest community on reddit is run by pedophile defending bigots which will come as little surprise to like… Anybody familiar with Reddit. Truly this is the heathen renaissance. You know, because there’s so many more dicks on public display.
Steven McNallen, dubious Asatruar of more dubious fame as former head of the racist-as-fuck Asatru Folk Assembly, recently announced his new project, “The Wotan Network.” In the regrettable video in which this was announced, the old coot has eschewed any real pretense of paganism and has effectively opened the door to anyone of any religion (because he’s such an accepting guy) so long as they’re sufficiently willing to contribute to the fight to preserve the white race (oh, wait).
While I wait for Mr. McNallen’s inevitable appointment to a staff position in the White House following this announcement, a few thoughts are bouncing around my head. Why do people even still listen to this guy? How is he still around? Why is it never these kinds of people who succumb to dementia or something like that, instead of incredible, moral and upstanding people like my great grandma? What ever happened to Steve to make him such a cunt?
Most importantly of all, though, over all of that, is one thing: Oh my god you are the worst ever why will you not just fucking crawl in a hole and never come out again you are like the worst racist old uncle in the history of racist old uncles why is your search history nothing but “hot gaping Stormfront bukkake.”
You suck, McNallen. Go away.
I made a post yesterday which, I want to be clear, I stand by entirely. There have been a variety of responses to it so far and I expect there will be more, but what I regard as the official response from White Marsh Theod has been offered on r/asatru. I would like to give answer to it openly and publicly (EDIT: Due to concerns about shifting narratives from respondents and an accusation that my earlier post is “dangerously close to libel” in its citing of a public record of the State of Texas, I am posting a screenshot of the above post where Forvrin confirms that “No question of these facts are in dispute” for posterity in the event of its removal or editing.)