With each great work of magic, one dies a little. The secrets are slowly revealed and the spirit is drawn out. The more the spirit is fed upon, the greater it becomes; and slowly it disintegrates. When you show your spirit to the Crow, it will feast upon your true answers, unveiling the questions and exposing your slow death. The Crow is the seeker; it will search for the beauty and the ugliness in which you possess. It loves the carcass you leave behind for it makes the Crow stronger and live longer. But now it holds all your stories and is the essence of your darkness. The Crow will carry your hidden powers through its existence until it too, is ready to be feasted upon. The Crow knows how to mock your existence, and thrives to make you squirm. The Crow wants you to be hungry for more; a cloud of mystery is always upon it. Relationships are developed with the Crow, even if you don’t want its advances, it will always know the right dance to entice you. The Crow is your instincts, your intuition, and your vulnerabilities. It will thrive when you are weakening, and laughter you will hear. The air of mystery will always be within its wings, strengthening its every flight. What stories of yours are being carried in the silent air, from one location to the next? The Crow will sleep among the unworthy, thrown out like its daily meals. Its stories of all that it sees will be your guidance and your nightmares. It is your dark fantasy. To get close will mean to be revealed. Your skepticism is its prey and the irony is you want more, so you can question what it already knows. The Crow loves your ego and shares your secrets with all that will listen, especially you. If you open all your senses to the Crow, the words are poetic, meaningful and full of life; your joy is found within the circles of sneering, playfulness, magic and mystery. To dance with the Crow is to experience your birth and death all in one breath. You will then know what it means to live.
