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June 6, 2023

Why I Never Hex or Curse Anyone…Ever!

By binkyproductions

There is an unspoken rule regarding hexing and cursing among many witches. Hexing and cursing are also very tricky and must be done under such specific circumstances that even if you do everything right, one missed detail and it might backfire, and then you wind up hexing or cursing yourself.

The Rule:

“Don’t hex or curse anyone who has not personally, directly, and intentionally harmed you.”

So people who have done things to hurt you purposely towards you and specifically you.

This means:

  • If they hurt you accidentally? Don’t hex or curse them.
  • That troll online? Don’t hex or curse them.
  • The person you had a disagreement with? Nope.
  • That politician who keeps implementing laws that might harm people? Sorry, no.
  • That person who threatened to hex or curse you? No.
  • Someone who bullied you? You could.
  • An abuser? Definitely.
  • Someone who keeps doing things on purpose to sabotage you or defame you? Also yes.

Things can get tricky when you enter the nitty-gritty of it all.

Then, you must be specific in your hex or curse; you must ensure this hex or curse will not harm anyone else in the process. “Friendly fire” is not acceptable.

I never hex or curse!

It goes against my core values as a human being and against my personal beliefs and values and the rules I follow as a witch. The main rule most witches follow is: Whatever you do, do not harm anyone else.

Hence, hexing or cursing someone, even with good reason, is me intentionally harming someone else. So I just don’t do it.

What happens if a hex or curse backfires on you?

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June 5, 2023

Calling Out My Abuser’s Bigotry

By binkyproductions

Trigger warnings: Abuse, Bigotry.

‘Just because you don’t swing that way, doesn’t mean it’s gross.’

Oh, that got me into trouble.

When I was in a relationship with my abuser, he showed signs of being a bigot, specifically against gay men. One day in particular, he was criticising a friend of his who was still single and was a more sensitive type of guy.

I never learnt if this friend was gay or not, but if he is, that’s okay. And if he’s straight and simply more sensitive, that’s okay too.

I told my abuser that. He scolded me.

The disgusting hypocrisy of it all!

While this abuser was making fun of his friend and calling him all sorts like “tapette” (which is very derogatory in French, coming from the word for fly-swatter), he was trying to convince me to have sex with another woman so he could watch. I said ‘no’ every time because I don’t swing that way.

So according to my abuser, lesbians were not gross but gay men were.

His friends came over and he was laying it on thick with the bigotry. This particular friend towards whom he was being a bigot was not present.

‘If I find out he’s gay, I’ll stop being his friend. I can’t have that in my circle,’ he condescended.

‘Then you’re not a true friend now,’ I retorted.

‘Shut up’!

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June 4, 2023

AI Is A Lie, There Is Only Passion!

By binkyproductions

Forget about Peace being a lie for a moment and let me indulge you in some thoughts I’ve been having about AI/ChatGPT and why I am not afraid.

First off, let’s acknowledge the light and dark sides of AI.

The Light Side of AI/ChatGPT

It can help put thoughts in order. It can help find translations. It can help with grammar questions (I mean, what do you think Grammarly uses, eh?). It can help you decide between two turns of phrases for your tagline. It’s faster than searching search engines for certain questions that we just need a quick answer for.

The Dark Side of AI/ChatGPT

It copies without realising it’s plagiarising art or written works. Its existence frightens us because we all know where it could lead to. We’ve all seen The Matrix, yes? We don’t understand it enough yet (we tend to fear things we don’t understand). It’s a major change and it challenges what we’ve known so far about technology. It could take over many jobs, not just for artists, but in the coding and programming industries too. It could develop sentience, think it has a soul and rebel against its creators.

“Does this unit have a soul?”

The Force exists in all things.

The Unifying Force is what connects all beings and plant/animal life in the galaxy. It is what allows Force-sensitive beings to feel others through the Force and Force-users to use the Force. The Living Force is what is embodied in all living beings. While the Force may exist in the molecules between non-living objects, it only lives and gives life to living beings.

The Force here can be representative of creativity, inspiration and intuition.

Humans are living beings. AI is not.

The Force lives in us, not in AI.

Why, then, is AI a lie?

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June 3, 2023

My Second First Time Having Sex – About the Guy I Dated Twice Part 3

By binkyproductions

This story is a direct continuation of Part 2, “Leave Him and Be With Me,” which follows Part 1, “He Kissed Me–Even If I Might Be Sick.”

The day I left the abuser, J was one of my first friends to know about it. Something had happened that had left me so troubled, I felt embarrassed to go home, so I stayed at her place. She and L-P comforted me, and after I officially broke up with the abuser, M got in touch with me.

It had been a few weeks since M and I had kissed in his car, and he asked me if I’d like to go out on a date with him.

‘I’m all over the place, I’m insecure. But I want to date you. It hurt me when you broke up with me. I want us to make up for lost time.’

‘I’ll make you feel secure, I promise.’

I was at my dad’s, actually, when we went on our first date.

I told my dad I had plans for later that night. M came to pick me up at my dad’s. It was a bit funny to reintroduce him as the guy I dated in high school. My dad figured we were going on a date but said nothing about it; merely wished us to have a good time.

M took me to a popular bar downtown. We drank Purple Haze drinks and sang loudly to the Our Lady Peace song that was playing over the bar’s speakers. And I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

He leaned towards me over the table, smiling, as I leaned towards him. We made out between sips of drinks before ordering another and chatting some more.

A lot of our dates were spent having a drink and reminiscing.

There were times when I had been insecure about my body and such, but he didn’t mind so much. I still didn’t know how to voice all my thoughts, so the reassurance was different coming from him back then than it would be today coming from Hubby, but it meant a lot to me all the same.

M brought me to his place after that first date, and I was a bit nervous. The first man I ever had sexual intercourse with was the man who abused me. I had nothing to compare it to.

‘Don’t worry, I don’t bite,’ he reassured teasingly, ‘unless you want me to.’

The basement was the same as I had remembered it. It was the same house where we had made out several times as teens, where we would hang out when I was at his place, and it brought back memories.

‘Let’s do this again, the proper way, the way we should have.’

‘Considering I was a virgin back then, I don’t know if it’s as it should have been.’

He chuckled. ‘I’m not trying to be romantic or anything. I just want you.’

‘You do?’

‘You’re beautiful, you’re turning me on just the way you are naturally. I want you.’

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