My Near Death Experience Arts and Thoughts

By BoJenn

We are in the season of the witch and before your fears close this page, try to be stronger than your fears and forge through the post as you might learn something beneficial to you.

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The Witch as Philosopher

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Not every philosopher writes in ink, and not every witch casts in fire. The Witch as Philosopher explores the meeting of intellect and intuition — where the art of knowing becomes the alchemy of being.

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The witch and the philosopher are kin of an ancient kind.

Both seek truth. Both dare to question the visible.

But while the philosopher dissects the world with words and logic,

the witch feels the world until it reveals itself.

The witch is a philosopher of the senses — studying through symbol, silence, and rhythm.

Every herb, every shadow, every dream becomes a paragraph in the grand text of being.

Knowledge, for her, is not only gathered; it is lived.

To the witch, a thought is a living entity.

To think with intent is to shape the invisible substance of the world.

She knows that an idea held long enough acquires gravity —

it bends reality, attracting the very matter that fulfills its form.

The philosopher seeks truth by logic;

the witch, by resonance.

Both paths lead to the same revelation:

that consciousness is the primary substance of the universe.

The difference is only in approach — one climbs the mountain, the other becomes the wind.

To live as a witch-philosopher is to balance both ways of knowing.

It is to question and to feel, to analyze and to surrender.

It is to let the mind bow to mystery without losing its brilliance.

In this age of noise and endless data,

the witch remains the quiet scientist of the unseen —

listening to patterns that modern eyes no longer notice.

She moves through the world as through a living book,

translating energy into meaning, and meaning into being.

Tonight, let your thoughts be your cauldron.

Stir them gently.

Add curiosity as fire, awareness as air, patience as water, and will as earth.

Watch what begins to take form.

For philosophy without magic is a skeleton,

and magic without thought is a storm.

But when the two meet —

when wisdom learns to feel and feeling learns to think —

a universe is born within you.

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My Art

But this is not a conclusion; it is an awakening.

A reminder that the truest vision

is not found in what we look at,

but in how deeply we are willing to see.