the witch hunt - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

During the height of the witch hunt, the angel-witches had a saying. They said, "It makes no sense to ask a tree how it grows. We are as natural as anything in this world, made by a loving God to defend divine creation."

The witch hunt was a hunt of sweet honey wit, the good Fay of Tales. So, back then, being one of us was often fay-tal, fatal. They got lists of us - "Fay tal(e) list tick". Showing ourselves is a bold move. Our lore, our ways, are in our subconscious brains, our stories, songs, myths, sayings and proverbs - the moment we have a breakthrough we publish. We are as keen to discover every pathway to a more heavenly future as any good person is. On that you have our word and bond.

The only ones able to hunt the bad witches are good witches, we can work alongside your standard security systems to end what the agents of negative chaos do. We would join your witch hunt of the conduits of evil, for they are our enemy as much as they are yours, perhaps even more so.

There has always been good magic and bad. There is a magic of the cosmos, divine and godly, that guides the loving hand for purpose of healing the entire being - body, brain and soul. Is not music and dance forms of magic too? The bad magic comes from a force that gains a sick delight from destruction and pain, it works through greed, fear and hate. Yet the Christian church became so paranoid, unable to distinguish the good witches from the bad and they hunted us all. They chose that what a person had or hadn't done had no relevance, yet only their beliefs and way of living - be it positive or negative. And here are the roots of much of today's intolerance, of the modern witch-hunts. Instead of really looking at people, seeing their pains and griefs, their needs and vulnerable hearts - instead what is asked is what faith they are. I wish you'd allow the good witches back, for our healing powers are real. With words we can make real changes because the power of the positive universe chooses to work through us, because it trusts our hearts and motivations to help creation.

I remember the night I became aware of the magical field, that I could interact with reality in a new way, the night I discovered my husband was more than he had appeared. At first he tested what I could do, then I matched him, then I beat him, his brain unable to shut my own down. He panicked and called the police. They came for me that night, the magical police, beneath a steel-grey cloudy sky. After came the tests, to see if I could resist subliminal instruction, if I could still make my own choices under the haze. I could. I remained lucid and calm when others become paranoid and violent. I was the first to pass their test to that level. And so they made the choice to release me, to make my own path in this magic-unfriendly world - a world of Harry Potter enthusiasts, the same world that hunted witches. They say I am a descendant of the fairy queen, a sort of good witch who once brought peace and prosperity, that I have the same talents she did. It's been the most confusing time, harrowing I suppose. When you watch suffering on movies it really translates so poorly, suffering is far worse, healing is far slower, emotional injuries are difficult to repair. They left me to heal myself because after the incident, and because my brain was blasted open to the bad magicians too, I was a risk. If they could prove I was a witch, that magic was real, they'd have moved in on anyone connected. The witch hunters of old took names under torture and then repeated the same process on those they named - genocides of thousands, mostly women and girls, all of whom had done nothing at all. If you think that the age of "grab your pitch forks and run" is over, think again. So we hide. I'm alone to protect them, my memories altered, erased, where it is required for their protection. I still have hope though, not because of who I am, but because of the divine help of God, the spirit of creation, the force that runs through every good witch.

When the witch hunters came, the one I had believed would be my protector, as I had been his, gave me up in one rotten heartbeat.

With the rise of the nation state came to meddling in personal faith, the need of one voice, one perspective to raise armies and make killers of farming folk. And so the witch hunts were part of that, the genocide of our natural healers and those whom connected us to nature. Through God we gained these abilities, yet it was those drunk on power and greed who stole them.

The rise of competition between the various churches enhanced the blood lust for the witches with no distinction between the healers and those who did harm. They acted as a police that takes no distinction between heroes and murderers, that kills them all and then wonders why the natural world and society become so unstable. Without the practitioners of positive chaos, negative chaos will consume all. It's that simple. You need your healing witches, and witches work with words. You can trust us or let the negative chaos swallow our Earth.

He said they would kill us all, kids too, if they knew the extent of what I can do. So I let them take me. I let them do what they did. I buried my magic deep in my bones so that my family would live. Apparently, that you've lived a good life and tried to help others matters less than their fear, their paranoia backed up with only half-baked science. I've suffered not because of sin, in this life or any other, as some barbarians assume, but because I am a good witch and we live in a world that would hunt us for no other reason than fear. Even though we speak of love, of saving our natural world, people become so primitive in the face of what they cannot comprehend. Most cannot comprehend how a tree grows, or the complex ecosystems they travel through daily, yet they accept them as an essential part of the natural world. So are we. Don't ask a tree how it grows, don't ask us how we tap into the divine magic. We simply do... and chances are that some of your kids will become able to do the same. I think a world with magic out of the closet would be best for everyone, how about you?

Forget the television drama version of witches, for what we do is more subtle, and it is something science can research aspects of. Perhaps one day science will be able to have explanations for what we can do. I'm not sure though, because this interaction between the divine force and the good witch is so personal. I hope so though, because such things reduce fear and make us safer, more respected as practitioners of the will of the universe. It would help to combat the sinister witches too, the ones who are on the opposing side, choosing personal gain, emotional indifference and destruction. If you can learn the difference between the good and the bad, then we're all for a witch hunt, we'll be your witch hunters.

Good witches work with and through the synchronisations of the positive universe, we are agents for the divine power, for the will of a loving and healing God, as natural as any other part of creation. We simply let good magic flow through as as a copper wire lets electrons flow. Without that divine energy we are as that metal, so ask yourselves, if you fight the good witch, are you not fighting God's energy? Cannot a good witch be seen as an angel? Did you ever wonder where the angels of Earth went or who slew them? The witch hunts you see, could not tell the difference between angels and those who channelled evil.