@SW-User I have been on this road since I was 5. I’m 46 now. People told me I was dark. I believed them, but without that lie I wouldn’t have began a life long search for the truth. The draw back about the truth is that once you find it you have the burden of living it.
I passed through all the nations trying to understand what and who I am. I have met Enochian Witches, Fae Witches, Norse & Druid Withes. I have practiced the Oglala medicine wheel, the medicines and the guides and totems. I searched through Alchemy and even the Dahomey narrative of Vodun and suffered the lies of its halfbreeds and the big snake adored as gods.
It wasn’t until I found out that I was Jewish that everyone was explained for me. The encounters with various personifications of energies people give names, personalities and pseudo being to. I understand the plight of the Cuckoo bird laying its egg in another’s nest.
I understood low born, mid born and high born half breeds. Most of all I got some of my fragmented memory back. Knowledge was a vacuum. Faith was the only way to subjugate my brother, his consort and the innumerable children I have had with her that surround me like a cyclone of darkness. The same darkness that people thought was me for so many decades, but I am still in here and my dad and my brothers are still here for me even to this day.