A Brief Overview Of Black Magic

We explore the magical world of the dark arts and see how black magic is still practiced in the modern world ...

Mention the words "black magic" and images of bloody rituals and voodoo dolls come to mind - and for good reason! It is strongly associated with Satan and was thought to be practiced by witches who had made pacts with the devil during the Salem witch trials of 1692. This form of sorcery was believed to create toil and trouble for unsuspecting victims. In this article, we'll explore the magical world of the dark arts and see how it's still practiced in the modern world.

The existence of black magic can be traced back to the ancient Egyptians and Persians, but the practice was most predominant in the Middle Ages. Regardless of the desired outcome, the procedure usually included profanation of Christian rites, complete with evil masses to worship animals and reptiles. Some of these rites were soaked in blood. Animals and even young children were often used as sacrifices and orgiastic dances were performed.

For believers, practicing black magic or being the recipient of an evil spell, hex or other form of harm is very real. Black magic is used to call forth the powers of darkness and evil in an attempt to control natural forces through the use of spells, incantations and other means. Its counter force, white magic, is not thought to cause harm to others but uses the same methods. Black magic is also still practiced in many traditional cultural groups around the world including voodoo practitioners in the United States.

Thaumaturgy, sympathetic magic, and divination are all forms of black magic. Thaumaturgy is the act of miracle working and is commonly used for giving blessings, performing magical healing and in curses. Sympathetic magic is based on the principle of "like producing like." It's most common representation is the voodoo doll. Divination is used by fortunetellers in a variety of unusual methods. Cards, bones, the entrails of animals, runes and the stars and planets are all utilized by individuals attempting to glimpse into the future..

Countless men, women and children are believed to have fallen victim to the powers of black magic. The magic prowess of witches and shamans were once blamed for common diseases and mental illness. Dark magic was combated with amulets, talismans, herbs, incantations and even exorcisms. There are many people today who still believe in the magical world of curses and use magic to try to destroy their enemies.

What is Your Vampire Personality?

It’s not true that vampires have no heart, says Lapin, author of The Vampire, Dracula, and Incest. "A vampire has a heart, but it is imploded [psychologically]," he says. That's the origin of a vampire's need to suck blood.

"Vampires may have a psychological need to control others," says Barbara Almond, MD, a Palo Alto, Calif., psychiatrist and psychoanalyst at the San Francisco Center for Psychoanalysis. Vampirism could represent a fantasy – whether it’s a Halloween costume or a state of being. "The fantasy would be taking over and controlling others by bleeding them."

Vampire in Guadalajara Mexico

The story is told that long ago there was a vampire ghost who stalked the countryside of Guadalajara in the early 19th century. Livestock and newborn babies were attacked in the middle of the night and all of their blood was drained from their lifeless bodies. The local citizens were on alert and during the dark hours of early morning a man was seen skulking back into his house after another reported attack of El Vampiro. A mob was formed and they burst into his house and killed him while he lay in his bed. A crude wooden stake was driven through his heart and he was buried unceremoniously in El Panteon de Belen. The stick was fed by his preternatural blood and soon it grew into a massive tree that burst open the tomb of El Vampiro. Legend has it that if you cut a limb from the tree you will see blood mingled with the sap ooze from the stump. An old prophecy claims that one the tree completely overgrows the grave and pushes the coffin up to the ground, El Vampiro ghost will be free to rise again and take his revenge upon the citizens of Guadalajara.

his story fascinated and frightened Maria, and she would often stare at the opened hole of the crypt of El Vampiro ghost whenever she visited the cemetery. Sometimes she was sure she thought something moved in the shadows, but her mother told her that her imagination was overactive from watching too many movies on television. But as she grew, the fascination with the crypt and the certainty that something was moving in its stygian darkness motivated her to visit the grave more frequently.

When she was 11 she her curiosity about the site was peaked and she decided to investigate the grave up close without anyone to bother her. After her parents had gone to bed she snuck out of the house after midnight and stealthfully walked the busy streets of Guadalajara and climbed the walls of El Panteon de Belen. The caretaker was usually guarding the grounds with his dog but luckily for her they had retreated to some location or another and she was not harassed as she made her way through the moldy and decaying crypts to the great tree. When she arrived at the grave of El Vampiro ghost she stood undecided for a few moments as fear gripped her heart, but she then cast these feelings aside and boldly skirted the makeshift fence that was erected to keep out the curious and vandals during normal visiting hours.

The cracked top of the crypt seemed like a bottomless pit as she carefully crawled toward it. She saw no movement now, only a gaping black pit where nothing was discernable. Fear once again seized her heart, but she once again pushed these emotions aside and moved on with sheer determination.

She let her legs drop down into the hole and took out the small candle and lighter that she had tucked away in her dress pockets. With a quick flick she lit the wick and the small illumination gave her just enough light to find a footing in the crypt. She lowered herself down only to find herself in a cramped oblong tomb not much larger than the metal casket she stood upon. There was just enough head room for her to slouch while on her knees as she beheld the old iron casket in the dim light. The metal was thin and very rusty, and it seemed to give a little as she distributed her weight on its lid. There was some writing on the lid at the head and she scooted herself to get a closer look. When she did so the metal began to buckle and flake as the corroded metal gave way and a small hole began to form at her knee no bigger than a baseball. She shifted her weight away and leaned to read the writing, but it was too rusted and the lighting too dim for her to distinguish what the old lettering actually said.

It was then she felt something touch her leg.

It was ghost that was coming out of the coffin.

She screamed and bumped her head on the inner lid of the crypt, but the daze that overcame her did not prevent her from quickly making her way out of the crypt’s hole with remarkable speed.

She ran all the way home, and it was not until she opened the door did she see the blood.

It was trickling down her arm from a cut on the top of her head, and she had bled so much that the top half of her dress was a crimson stain. She managed to sneak in her house undetected and quickly disrobed and washed the cut on her head, luckily it did not seem that bad and the blood had stopped flowing. Her hair would hide it as it healed, and she washed her dress in the sink to hide all evidence of her nightly excursion.

She did not sleep at all that night though, for at every slight sound in the night or movement on the street outside of her window she was brought back to the terror she experienced in the crypt. She was sure El Vampiro was after her. After all, not only did something come out of the coffin and touched her, she had bled in the vampire’s crypt. Surely once he tasted her blood he would want more.

She felt sick the following day partially because of the lack of sleep and partially because of the throbbing headache she felt from the wound on her head. But she did her household chores without complaining or telling her parents what had transpired the night before. And even though exhausted from the previous night without sleep and a full day of work, that evening she could not rest but instead lay rocking in her bed for hours fearful of the thing in the crypt. Finally she succumbed to exhaustion and fitfully fell into a half wakeful slumber. She awoke to see a dark figure standing over her bed. It was a tall man with no discernable features who just stood there watching. Maria screamed and her parents ran to her bedside.

For two nights the mother slept in the room and even though she slept soundly the girl seemed to weaken. The wound also refused to heal. The doctor had no idea why the wound would seem to heal during the day but reopen during the night. Maria was adamant that it was the work of the vampire ghost that attacked her, but her parents just regarded this as foolishness. That all changed on the third night after Maria’s fateful excursion. The mother sat with Maria for a while, until she fell off to sleep. Then she made herself ready to retire into her bedroom, but first stopped in the bathroom to freshen up before bed. On her way to her bedroom she quickly checked on Maria. Peering through the half opened door she saw her daughter lying asleep in bed and what looked to be a man standing over her in the darkness. She screamed for her husband and burst the door open and in the half second before the specter disappeared she swore she saw at look up at her with glowing eyes of fire. And once again the wound on Maria’s head was bleeding. The family was now convinced they were dealing with no normal wound, but they had no idea what to do.

While Maria’s family was not religious, Maria’s grandmother was a stout Pentecostal and she asked her minister for help. Although he had no formal training in such matters he did believe in the supernatural powers of darkness and decided to help anyway he could. Rev. Guivez visited with the family one night and talked at length with Maria. He anointed the wound with oil and prayed over her and the family in her bedroom. Immediately a porcelain doll flew off a nearby shelf and crashed into the wall just above the Reverend’s head. The minister was shaken up but still having his wits about him immediately demanded that the activity cease and the entity that was appearing and causing the harm to the girl immediately leave the room. Within seconds the room became cold and a mist began to swirl next to Maria. Every person there swore it looked like it was taking the shape of a man. Reverend Guivez immediately invoked the name of Christ and demanded that it cease and desist, and to his surprise the mist began to fade. With new found authority he demanded again that the ghost entity leave the house immediately; and suddenly they heard the house cat in the next room screech in terror. The father turned to see it run frantically around the house as if insane and then jumped out an open window, and into the heavy traffic of Nardo street. It was run over and killed instantly.

The apparitions stopped and within a few days Maria’s wound began to heal for good. She never again went to El Panteon de Belen, not even to celebrate the day of the dead. She grew up to be a well adjusted young woman with a fantastic story to tell. After everyone in the church and the neighborhood heard of Maria’s tale, Reverend Guivez soon was called to many people and places where spiritual deliverance was needed. He quickly found himself doing more exorcism than marriages in his ministry at the Pentecostal church.

According to the e-mail that I received from which this story comes, the tree over El Vampiro’s crypt was cut down . Only a stump remains. There was no blood as they took the saw to the old wood. But that has not stopped the stories of El Vampiro’s hauntings. To this day his crypt has a vast hole on the top beckoning visitors to El Panteon de Belen to come in for a closer look.

If you visit this ghost cemetery in Guadalajara, do not be tempted to explore the crypt yourself.

You never know what you might find.

A Human hull transformed into an everlasting prince of the night, a Vampire. So much is gained, but not without loss.

One with so many powers is now powerless to gaze into simple looking glass. What does this malaise represent? Not turning back? A relese from mankind, yet the need for he mankind, in order to survive?

Do YOU believe in Ghosts? Do you think we, who do, are weird or strange? Read on and you might just assent to our belief.

We, who believe--not necessarily psychics--know there are many unsolved mysteries in this world. Those who don't believe, say there are no such things as ghosts, spirits, demons, vampires, haunting and so on, but rather strangely, will likely never agree to sleep alone in a graveyard at night. And some, are even paranoid of the dark. What gives?

Well, I hope you will give me and my fellow believers a chance to convince you about the "cosmic unknown".

Since you are still here, good, at least you are curious. Or maybe, there is more to your curiosity than you care to admit - please share with us if you dare.

Is Someone Using Black Magic On You?

Due to jealousy, heart burning or some base cause, the Tantriks use cheap tactics to overcome the adversaries, which ruins one's life. Are you also under such a spell?

We must have peace and happiness in life, and to achieve the same we work hard. But we do not get in return to the proportions of our labour.

We get very little even after the best of our efforts, we toil to get success in our business but the profits are too little. We do not want any discontentment or discord in our family life, but inspite of our best efforts, the peace and tranquility of our family is disturbed.

On the other hand people work very little, but get too much in return. Businessmen have ample wealth just be putting in little efforts, bit we are disappointed even after continuous efforts. It leads us to conclude, that there are some evil forces which make our strategies unsuccessful.

Tantrik Prayog : Major Causes

Whenever you face such situations, feel assured that someone has used Black Magic on you, as a result of which all your efforts become ineffective.

Though such prayog is not easy, but some Tantriks expertise in it and torture innocent souls at the behest of selfish and greedy people. Such Tantriks have made Black Magic their profession, and use it on others indiscriminately at the behest of their adversaries, to mint money. Thus the happy life of the people is spoiled.

Such so-called Black-Magicians, no doubt can harm others, but they do not possess the powers to counter such Tantrik moves. As a result the victim keeps on suffering and sometimes it leads to the death of the victim. It is in fact very easy to cause harm through Tantra, but very difficult to amend the damage done. In order to learn the art of saving, one has to undergo Sadhna and Siddhi, and only a Tantrik of high caliber can do so.

Some bad effects of Tantrik Prayog

1.	Continuous illness. All treatments fail.
2.	Constant worries, suicidal tendencies, or a desire to move away from home and family.
3.	Continuous illness of any member of the family.
4.	Too much weakness associated with obesity and being short tempered.
5.	Sterility, without any physical deficiency or without any medical reason.
6.	Repeated miscarriages or death of the children.
7.	Sudden unnatural deaths in the family.
8.	Problems in the construction of house, factory or any other building.
9.	Shortness of money, inspite of hard labour.