Señor Humberto (who forbids me from calling him Shaman in public) has recently written an interesting article on Mr Farrell's occult periodical the latter runs together with his utterly gorgeous bambolina of a wife (who is the reason I hate him so much). The article itself covers personas people involved in the occult in one form or another, identify with. It does a good job transforming labels I usually employ, such as poser, wannabe, or self-proclaimed into more refined terms, as well as dissecting them in more detail. Like all articles on that site, it's a good and helpful read, especially for beginners seeking to find their way in this community (that remains in shambles).
On the other hand, there is the private, even intimate side of the occult, namely one's direct relation to and interaction with the beyond. People can relate to otherworldly entities as pompous fucks or self-righteous whatnots if they so please. Truth be told, the beyond simply does not give a crap regardless of how much an R.R. et A.C. one brags of being part of, or how many times one insists they're a powerful witch whose spells always work.
