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It is only when nothing is considered sacred that this destruction is able to occur. The origins of androcentrism are written into Genesis as a dominator meme, the script runs thus: everything belongs to us and for us, amen. It is a rapists charter. Christianity has been laid aside, the justifications have changed, but the mechanism remains flexing its iron jaws. Jahweh is now the market piggybacking on industrial civilisation, the tools it has are more than bronze axes, its appetites insatiable, rare earths, metals, oils, gas, animals, fish, birds, plants, cattle, men. John Michael Greer highlights the logical fallacy of infinite growth on a finite planet, but this is the slogan of those who will cut down your last trees, poison your last wells and slaughter your people. It is a continuation of the actions we find enshrined in Isaiah. We may be called perverse for our beliefs, but this is an obscenity. We must engage in deliberate enchantment, draw the line which cannot be crossed. Our land, our ancestors, our bodies and our kin are inviolable. Our enemies can be slain.

Our civilization is not one of life. It is not the lioness muzzling the breath from a gazelle, nor the striving of a virus, nor the honesty of a bronze blade. It has no sense or awareness, no presence or orientation.

Witchcraft is defined in that it acts. This is not a path of contemplation, but of engagement. There can be only one reason to engage, and that is that the action is imperative. Witchcraft grew from need. In shamanic culture the role is very clear. The shaman is expected to deal with issues of life and death on a daily basis. Hunger is a reality, starvation, war, disease, cursing, theft, murder, childbirth, hunting. For us, huddled in the narrow apse of the technological age, these concerns seem remote. Each of these skills has been prised from us. The shaman must act because the stakes are high, it is survival, life that hangs in the balance. He is expected by his community to produce results, or be considered worthless. His night flights have purpose, his cures and curses are in demand. His reading of omens, his telling of story, his organising of hunt or war, are vital. Compare this to the state of the West. Our ritual specialists do not have to demonstrate any competence or effect. There is no need but simply want. With nothing to play for, with no stakes on the table, the game inevitably becomes an empty charade.

Nature will rise. We are not only coming for your children, we are your children and all those who will inherit the ruins of the world. Welcome to the Apocalypse. This is the moment when we realise that the climate is broken. It's all blood and roses from here on in. As witches we should prepare to fly on the wings of the storm.

This is not simply destroying the mythic structure of the Christian Church which gave man nature to despoil, just as it cut down the cedars of Lebanon, but the final ugly phase of Yahweh: corporatist fascism. We are the final line of resistance.

While our culture laments, what have we done wrong? Has no concept of sin, but only consumption. It still knows that something is going dreadfully awry. Infantilised it helplessly repeats, what, what have we done wrong?
It is simple: Mankind has broken the covenant with nature.

We will not follow the smoke to the stars until we are burned on the pyre of the earth. Love is the war to end all wars, and the war is upon us.