Doc Santee’s Gallatea then, and My Manniken Now

Originally posted on Coven of the Catta:

If you want the “then” story, read my book. If you want the “now” story, call or email me.

Doc Santee’s Gallatea at the entrance to the original Coven of the Catta Covenstead Temple. Robe was originally red but faded to this colour. Wiki the name for the myth.


Close up. Poor pics taken with old camera 33 years ago in hard copy then scanned and manipulated but the best i can make them.


My Gallatea (with more names added) without wig in outfit she came in standing in front of part of Vodoun altar one morning.

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Heavily edited by twisting the image to be SFW on this public blog page

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Goodbye COC on FB….

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All Photos Copyright GLHoke 2014 and i would warn you magickally not even to download them as you do Not want her in your pc or house but she is “friends” with Doc and me…

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Blau Stern Schwarz Schlonge:

NSFW etc all that politically incorrect BS…..

Originally posted on Cassie & Sophie NSFW:

One of the bonds that Sophie and I share is that we have very similar tastes in what we think is sexy. Also while being together we have come to appreciate the things that turn each other on but which may not have held so much fascination for us before.

We habe a Tumblr site where we find and share photos and images that we think are interesting and sexy. Tumblr seems to be a bit more permissive than WordPress so we are able to share images that are a bit naughtier than tend to be allowed here… But as an exercise we decided to choose a few of the tamer images we have posted there and write about why we think they are sexy. And maybe in so doing we will find and/or reveal a few things about ourselves that we haven’t shared before.

The first is one of…

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A Few Days in the Life of an Appalachian Witch 19-25 July 2014 when my pc was down but now up and here are the Photos and some Experiences

I’m going to make this short and sweet with some vinegar. Below are some pics i took the last few days when my pc was down, which is now fixed, and my tv is now my monitor so i can see better to write and i now have two monitors i can run at the same time or watch tv or a video while i surf on the other monitor, so my desk looks like the launch station at NASA, LOL. The tech said i did not need two of the three pieces of hardware i bought because it is already in my pc so i can get back that money, yea.

I am taking down the COC FB page because it is a PIA and just a place i reblog what i write on COC and BSSS and reblog from yr sites. Have i told u all for 15 years how much i fking HATE FB? f anyone wants to really be my real friend my email is so stop messaging me thru FB which will be asleep by this Friday New Moon days end.

I am going to just upload a sht load of photos then try to squeeze more comment in at the end. You can try to figure out what the photos mean and email me if you want more info.

Anyone who wants for cheap or nothing the remaining faceted or cab stones needs to contact me ASAP as they are going going almost gone. All u FB fanatics who can send off 10 private messages or texts but “don’t have the time to call” will lose out on hundreds of dollars of high quality stones worth hundreds. You can do so thru comments but an email would be better for privacy’s sake.

OK, the photo dump,which will be my next to last reblog to COC FB then one final video which i cannot upload onto WP only FB and then Adieu FB. Enjoy!

Pics of an Old jeep only for off road i may buy for cheap which i can use to access my property across the stream since i do not have the money to sue the king of the mountain. And pics of a super cool street rod he owns too, his toy, his baby.

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 The oldest strangest “old school” hex sign on a barn i have Ever seen.

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Some local, well not that local, ever farther out in BFE that i am, churches and old graveyards going back to the early 1800s mostly German some Irish.

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Poor Lady EWH 3* COC lost the Long battle to keep her 18 year old cat alive, using herbal and other alternative medical methods, but lost the battle and she died peacefully a couple days ago. Then the one unfixed male cat of her daughter’s and the one unfixed female cat of her pseuro-daughter, well fill in the blanks, anyway the poor thing went feral in the house and had two kittens one stillborn EWH did CPR on and the other dark to light grey one who Did survive. The feral cat was taken to a farm where she will be happier. The baby EWH carried around in her bra and fed with kitten milk and rubbed his belly to poop was OK for two days until she had to leave her with the girls who did not do the same, so she passed on too. My theory was that the elder cat’s spirit transferred to the womb of the feral cat and when the stillborn died went into the living one to try to try with EWH another 18 years, but shall i say “stupid girls”? Anyway, here is his only good picture and i cropped out as much of EWH as possible so sorry for some cleavage showing here. Light a candle for the elder and baby cats please and prayer that she and he be reborn into the womb of a healthy happy mother in a good home. Thank you.

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And to end on a happy note – I met a Native American Witch lately who may be able to teach me some of their ways, with my other teachers Lady EWH and her Apprentice in NY. I may get that Jeep above to get to my land across the stream. It is completely off road, no title or license needed, has a winch on the front and can literally almost climb a tree, LOL. I bought a terrarium and want to get a small snake that eats only crickets, not mice, but cannot find such a snake at the local pet store. So, Brother DJ and i looked around his property for snakes under rubber sheeting covering wood, no luck. I have mostly water and garter snakes here and the rare copperhead if it is a drought, but also the occasional black snake. I have no fear of them and know how to handle them. So, my plan is to catch a small one, raise it in the cage, feed it crickets, then when it is ready for mice and moles release it into the wild behind the house. Oh, and i got one that had been killed by cats and was in a guys freezer for four years so i was told to unthaw it and dump a lot of salt in to mummify it so then i can get the skull and bones for a Damballah Vodoun rattle. And, another guy gave me a bunch of deer antlers, two full sets, and 6 separate. Of course i did cleansings and offerings to their spirits. Those will go on top of walking sticks and horned crowns for HPTs.

Note – all the pics above Copyright GLHoke 2014 and the pics of the vehicles taken with the permission of the owner to publish here.

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Come Red Robin

Blau Stern Schwarz Schlonge:

My comment – I don’t even know what to say. what a roller coaster of images and emotions for the waning just beginning, waning moon, waning summer, rain rain rain here. Either way, reblogging so TY and BB.

Originally posted on From Peneverdant:

Herb Robert, Red Robin,
Pink Geranium,
come as Stinking Bob

with Foxes reek,
Death Come Quickly now,
tendril in on Dove’s Feet

with Red Shanks
bold as Dragonsblood,
Bloodwort come

snapping Crane’s Bills
in an orbit of Cuckoo’s Eyes,
Hooded Felon of the woods.

Come Great Spirit,
Adored Mischief-Maker,
Sacred Flower of Puck.

Herb Robert

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Scandinavian Midsummer Festival – from the Sarah Anne Lawless website

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I cannot reblog this directly since it is a website, and her pics are her copyright, so am just putting in a relevant Tumblr pic and here is the link.

I encourage you all to “follow” her site as it is most interesting and go to her home page to see what it is all about.


Here’s another good link Slowly catching up on old blog posts waaaaaay behind. Blessings.

Personal UPG of the Star Goddess of Sirius-B from 12 June 1986 from the Archives of ZAXON Publishing


On 12 June 1986 I have a three part UPS, each part lasting about 3 hours, from morning to noon to midnight, of the revealing to me of my own UPG of a Star Goddess connected with Sirius-B. For 9 months i had worked to open my Crown chakra to the Stellar forces, and on this day it all blew open like a crater sucking in programming from the Star Magicke Tigle Terma from Her.

I laid on my bed face down and wrote in a notebook blindly. I visited with Lady Phoebe and other friends and was manic and most of them snapped their heads back and had little to do with me afterwards, thinking i had gone over the edge. Only two friends days later approached me to learn more. The rest were freaked out. I was freaked out. It was truly an UPG (Unverified Personal Gnosis) shamanic experience within the context of the Typhonian Currents channeled by Frater Belarion and Frater Kenneth Grant. Later I laid out under the stars and traveled there again.

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The writings are in three parts, the first part being the raw date written in the notebook, the second part being an analysis within the context of the Aeon of Hrumachis, the third part being a practical method of meditating and projecting there again using various pop sci fi culture and ancient AEgyptian God/esses.

I will not publish it here. When i try to do so my pc crashes or large storms come and for the last two months i have contemplated this post i have broken glass and mirrors almost daily.

If you have an interest, and are a friend of mine online at BSSS or COC or COCFB feel free to email me and i will share them with you by email in PDF form. Be warned, they are raw Tantra. and not to be emulated as i said they are MY UPG and mean nothing to anyone but to MYSELF. But on this 27 anniversary i feel like sharing them with those who “have eyes to see and ears to hear”. Only Soror Ayizan, FF, Soror Nema, KG, and a handful of adept friends have read this, and most forgive me do not have the wide deep training and experience to understand them.

Copyright 1986 Frater ZAXON

Copyright 2014 GLHoke

Copyright 2014 HPT SMSBF

Copy of EnochianAngel

Pictures from Tumblr sites

Photos from the Local Wanderings of an Amateur Photographer Witch

I take my smart LG phone with a nice up to 5mb camera everywhere and snap pictures constantly. Maybe half are worthy of manipulating using Paint.Net freeware. Enjoy the pics, and please remember all are Copyright GLHoke 2014 except the one tat i took on a guys arm whose source i found but not the particular artist, so my apologies to him. A perusal of that site listed below may reveal that. And some photos of me are taken by friends. Blessed Sunday post Full Super Moon!

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I saw this gorgeous Mermaid tattoo on a heavily tattooed guy who is from North or South Carolina but he got it at Independent Tattoo in Oregon and he graciously let me photograph it. Funny thing there were two heavily tattooed guys, him and me, standing in the high end jewelry store in our little downtown and i bet the skilled workers there had their mouths dropping open. Its no wonder we almost just stripped off our shirts revealing all, which may have made the normal staid customers gape or run, LOL.

TO noticed my three rocks piles together in the sun shadow look like a skull man or hooded emaciated monk and another horned elemental on the left of the skull.

10 July (2) 10 July (3) Politically incorrect warning – free hat from a yard sale and no i am not into that cult but where i got it is the center of it in PA. Got the license place from the thrift shop, so, if u put it on yr truck upside down does it mean Devil? LOL. LEGNA like Legba? 10 July (5) I slept over at the Hex Haus the other night and woke to this sight outside.11 July (3)   Beebalm blooming in two colours on the same plant. Soon it will be covered with bees and butterflies.

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I stopped by and introduced myself to a nice lady who i would swear by her magickal garden is a natural witch and she let me take these pics of her Goddess statue out front.

10 July (10) 10 July (11) 10 July (12) Just some rearrangements of stones around the property, and i planted a nice white pine between the Goddess and God statues int he center of Snakehenge.

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11 July (2)  A nice big fossil of something on the way to some friends. 12 July (1)

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Out in the friend’s creek a flat muddy stone with a dead crayfish claw, probably left by a heron. Now who drew that pentagram and circle??? Hmmm

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Snaky tree root and stones.

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The Goddess of the circle forming around her at The  Black Bear Cabin and New Covenstead of the Coven of the Catta. one pic with flash the other without showing the solar glow lights in her broken arms.    IMAG3193 IMAG3194

I saved the best for last. Now this is in my mind a MIRACLE, not of magicke, but of Nature. I found this turtle half dead on the road a few weeks ago, came back to rescue it and it was dead, drug it home in a bucket and put it in the swamp behind the Black Cabin covered by a metal old mild crate to keep the bear etc from eating it. Within two days the flies and maggots had stripped her to the bones, but the eggs were miraculously soft, not rotten, and felt viable. So, i brought some up about where she would lay them and placed them shallow in loose soil. The other day i walked past the original place where she was laid (since then recovered broken shell and most of her bones including the head, vertebrae, clavicles, hip bones, leg bones, etc) and there were two hatched eggs there. I swear to the Goddess they were split open like a snake or turtle emerges from the leathery shell. They were not eaten and were not rotten. Of course i gather the eggs, put them into momma’s shell, dug up the ones i had buried finding nothing (I think they hatched and took off, not even leather shell case left), then placed her skeleton and the egg casings in the Black Cabin with the other turtle shells and a skeleton of a possum who had died over there. I feel like i did something of worth, saving her young, and it feels very good. But fact is snakes and turtles have been around for so many millions of years that this is their survival technique, that even though the momma is dead, the eggs survive in the abdomen to hatch if a scavenger does not get them.


Reassembled skeleton minus shell

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Hatched egg shells

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Placed in her broken shell


Placed in the shell in the Black Cabin with the other skeletons and shells, which i keep a bowl of water there for their thirsty spirits until they are reincarnated.


Featuring the Updated Shadow Tarot Deck and Dancing With Demons Book by Linda Falorio

Linda Falorio has remastered her classic book of paintings and writings called The Shadow Tarot. They have graciously gifted me with a copy, which comes in a box wrapped in black spider web material. It is frigging awesome, and deliciously dangerous. Here i have the Tarot on the lower left in front of a pic she took of me decades ago in front of the real size paintings, this one of the Zonule of Parfaxitas. To the right is gZa-Rahula. I manipulated the pic into various forms.

She also has out Brand New a book entitled Dancing With Demons i have yet to read, but i am sure it is something the late Kenneth Grant would be proud of. Check out her other writings and artwork from the links at the top of her website.

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The Shadow Tarot Copyright Linda Falorio 2014

Photos Copyright GLHoke 2014


Photo Dump Blog Post from the Life of a Witch 5-6 July 2014

 It was a beautiful sunny day yesterday, took a run out to my friend T’s Buy Sell Trade where we wheel and deal. He had is awesome cycle out which is rare because “it gets dirty in places hard to clean” LOL. Well, so do I as it is hard to get a scrub brush into my ear to clean up my mind, LOL.

All photographs Copyright GLHoke 2014

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Went down to the relatives wooded area where we had the 4th to retrieve some of those old foam airplanes you put together, must have been on the local store shelf for decades by the style of the jets. I love this one deep pool and here are some shots.

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I took this one years ago, one of my favourites of the ripple and the carp and the blue sky reflected in the water. Photography is all about timing and light.


  An old big moss covered tree stump. You see after events i also go up and clean up any plastic toys that may get blown by a storm or swept away in a flood, putting them in a safer place for the environment.

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The ultimate “Man Belt” – my grandpa’s old tool belt willed with Captain Black little sweet or vanilla cigars, Combination fire or cig lighter and bottle opener, an old knife of my dad’s, a flashlight in case i am over at the Black Cabin after dark because of the bears, and something small and thin yet powerful that goes bang.

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An old shelf i put outside the house with iron cat and bug made at the foundry Dutch Jeff used to work at, and a wren house my dad made. a cat wind chime and of course an upright horseshoe.

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The new altar all set up and lit up. Yea.

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A Winter’s Deipnon

Blau Stern Schwarz Schlonge:

My comment – “Powerful. The emotions will always be there, never to be killed, dangerous to suppress because they ooze out in bad ways. They are to be witched (“bent”) towards the Light and good thoughts. You are breaking out of an old leathery snake egg buried too long. You will rise like a Phoenix or like the flying serpent Quetzalcoatl …… “

Originally posted on thepurplebroom:

The Earth is quivering beneath my feet, vibrating with the thumping of footsteps or drum beats, heartbeats- h-eart(h)beats. With every pulsing vibration I find myself closer to collapsing. The wind is not howling, it is screeching. I cannot bring myself to carry on moving, so I drop to my knees.

As my knees hit the ground the tears start to rise from the heat in my cheeks, these are not tears of pain, they are tears of ecstasy, of  rapture, of Her closeness. I offer wine and burn flowers. I cannot let the winter ice over my heart; there is a beauty in being able to acknowledge that sometimes there might not be anything to say, but there are still emotions to feel.

I feel my shell start to crack, as I kneel at Her feet, kissing the ground. I cannot see Her face, but I can feel Her, Serpentine…

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