Most Excellent Mistress Suprema ... am I talking to myself as I twiddle? Ha, ha, ha ... of course, what else? Today I carried a picture of you around with me ... really, by my side as much as possible, carrying it from place to place in my hand when possible. You are a bit slippery, like a Witch, you disappear. Where did you go? Oh, yes I forgot and left you on the kitchen table, or on my car seat ... ha,ha,ha ... you didn't disappear ... I did ... into my thoughts and preoccupations. You are next to me now however, honestly your smile seems even bigger at the moment.

Are, you really real Lady Suprema? Well, you certainly can be real in my mind, crazy people believe all sort of things. So do "normal" people, but we just pretend not to notice how irrational we are in many ways. My rational mind tells me that the door is wide open. Do I believe in Witches? ... no?, then why have I always had this fear?

Becoming involved with Magic, with rituals, will have consequences ... THAT I DO BELIEVE. One remembers and forgets things all of the time, like what it feels like to be too cold, or too hot, or sick, or well, or happy, or depressed ... one forgets how powerful dreams can be, night dreams, day dreams, lucid dreams, dreams of flying, frightening dreams, dreams of pleasure. One forgets masturbation dreams and even obsessions when the are sated.

When all is said and done Suprema, as I sit here in the semi-dark, stopping to twiddle now and then, looking at your picture I reflect on the things I accomplished today as I carried you about, discarding things, cleaning things, working at things ... it was a good day. I say thank you ... to an empty room? ... no, to the empty me that is seeking you ... even as I realize that in the great scheme of things I am a mouse lusting to feel you pick me up by my tail and take me to your Witches circle.