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The Man Who Should Have Been Interesting

Now that I think about it, the party had a few strange instances; there was a fair old crowd of pagans and alternative thinkers among the party-goers. It makes for varied discussions to say the least.

One sombre gentleman with the sort of face that is permanently tense, sat down in front of a couple of us. 'You seem to know a lot about Wicca,' was his opener. I know a fair bit about the alternative scene, and while no Professor, am reasonably clued up on Wicca, its virtues and its flaws. He asked, he got answered. Then he started on a few revelations of his own. Turns out he was recruiting for a coven of Tubal-Cain.

Anyone interested in the re-creation of paganism in the 20th Century may know that Wicca is most popularly divided into two mainstream forms, Gardnerian and Alexandrian. The first, formed by Gerald Gardner, is quite classically based and somewhat genteel. The second is a bit more hard hitting, a bit more showbiz, a bit more eclectic in its borrowings, though both owe a lot structurally to freemasonry. But there are many other forms beyond these two including Buckland's form, Seax-Wica, which is based on Anglo Saxon magic, and Cochranian Wicca, which is based on the work of Robert Cochrane, who formed the witchcraft tradition of Tubal-Cain, and then popped his clogs sometime in the 60s. It's not a form I know much about, though some say it has - or had - a lot of beauty in it, others consider it exceedingly sinister, and still others say it all connects back to those rural secret societies, the Horseman's Word, the Miller's Word, the Toadmen - basically 18th century guilds come fledgling trade-unions for those who wanted to keep their professional craft methods quiet and guarantee decent treatment/ fair wages for members. They did the whole masonic frat initiation thing; seems that wheresoever a group of more than three keep secrets, someone has to roll up their trouser-legs and quote the bible.

Anyway, he spoke about all these things, and the Nephilim, and the Watchers and the Book of Revelations...and despite my glowing readiness to like anybody when I am happily off my head, I could not shake off my growing sense of him being rather dull. It is strange that someone with so much arcane knowledge could be so lacking in charisma. My brain veered off, and I deserted his company for a big bowl of booze-soaking beans. Maybe I have grown shallow, and his information made me yawn. But it's a sad man who proves less interesting than a bean.

Here is something with a bit more sparkle:Enjoy World Elephant Day! http://worldelephantday.org/



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