Your Superstitions and Strange Beliefs - or how to ward off bad luck, wicked juju, and the evil eye

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Generational curses, I'm a Catholic, and my Mom and Dad really believe in this stuff as well. Check out Fr. Chad Rippeger, sorry If I am mispronouncing his name, to find out more.
I'm curious, but not curious enough to explore all this guy's stuff. Can you give an overview?
 
@BallsMcLongDong - i can't quote you for some reason.
For anyone who thinks its worth a try, I found a lucky coin and did some "talking" to Lady Fortuna and i need to admit i got a raise, bonus at work and got about $1000 from family members, who suddenly wanted to give me money.
Make of it what you want :)
 
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I have a lot of feelings about dreams. I think they're "real". Maybe not in the same sense as what we're doing right now is real, but there's a reality to it, and you can feel it sometimes, you know?
Yeah I get it. My dreams are always a consistent world. It’s not real, but it has its own consistent reality, different places, consistent places - sometimes a new place opens up and I’ll go back there in the future. It’s very peculiar. It has its own rules but yeah there’s a sense of reality about it. It’s like different parts of that world come close to different parts of this at various times.
 
What does that mean? What did you do and how?
Well, for a start i looked for some "lucky" coin in my jar. I found one that had my year of birth on it and for some reason was from Switzerland ( never been there) so i asked the coin "will you be my lucky coin?" and flipped it.
Since then i just talk to the coin and pet it, i say for example how grateful i am for it being my lucky coin and for all good things that happened to me so far.
I know it might be silly, but so far i got good results :')
 
Well, for a start i looked for some "lucky" coin in my jar. I found one that had my year of birth on it and for some reason was from Switzerland ( never been there) so i asked the coin "will you be my lucky coin?" and flipped it.
Since then i just talk to the coin and pet it, i say for example how grateful i am for it being my lucky coin and for all good things that happened to me so far.
I know it might be silly, but so far i got good results :')
Isn't that the law of attraction doing its mysterious work?
 
I have a lot of feelings about dreams. I think they're "real". Maybe not in the same sense as what we're doing right now is real, but there's a reality to it, and you can feel it sometimes, you know?
I'm not really sure how much I agree with this, and to explain why will require some powerleveling on the way my brain works. Bear with me, though, I promise I have a point to this.

I have directional dyslexia and a very hard time visualizing motion as a result of it. Right and left I can get correct most of the time, but asking me to orient with cardinal directions is a hopeless endeavor. As a result, my memories are more like a filing cabinet filled with postcards; there's an image associated with a memory, and a backstory to go with the image fleshing out the details. My dreams, however, are more analogous to real life. They may have their own fuzzy logic, but things happen in them much the same way things happen in real life.

Premonitions aren't like my dreams at all, they're more like my memories. The earliest one I have is also my best example. The premonition was when I was 5, it was of a kid I had never met sitting on his knees with his arms above his head in front of a school desk. This wouldn't occur for another couple of years, but when it happened, it happened exactly like I "dreamed" it. All the other details of the incident are lost in the grains of time, but the effect was so strong on me that the image is burned into my mind all these years later.

I have all sorts of fun theories on why this happens, but ultimately I have no clue why, how, or when these things will occur.
 
I'm not really sure how much I agree with this, and to explain why will require some powerleveling on the way my brain works. Bear with me, though, I promise I have a point to this.

I have directional dyslexia and a very hard time visualizing motion as a result of it. Right and left I can get correct most of the time, but asking me to orient with cardinal directions is a hopeless endeavor. As a result, my memories are more like a filing cabinet filled with postcards; there's an image associated with a memory, and a backstory to go with the image fleshing out the details. My dreams, however, are more analogous to real life. They may have their own fuzzy logic, but things happen in them much the same way things happen in real life.

Premonitions aren't like my dreams at all, they're more like my memories. The earliest one I have is also my best example. The premonition was when I was 5, it was of a kid I had never met sitting on his knees with his arms above his head in front of a school desk. This wouldn't occur for another couple of years, but when it happened, it happened exactly like I "dreamed" it. All the other details of the incident are lost in the grains of time, but the effect was so strong on me that the image is burned into my mind all these years later.

I have all sorts of fun theories on why this happens, but ultimately I have no clue why, how, or when these things will occur.
When your premonition came to pass, did it feel like déjà vu turned up to 11? As in, if the feeling of déjà vu were a gnat bite, the resolution of your "dream" felt like a great white was taking a nibble. I ask as I've had a single premonitionary vision, at least only one that has come true as of my admittedly weak recollection, which involved pushing back a stack of plates in a washing-up rack whilst music with the lyrics "hear the dolphins crying" (see if you can guess where this one's from before opening the link, @NoReturn) played and it was like being hit by a truck.
 
Yeah I get it. My dreams are always a consistent world. It’s not real, but it has its own consistent reality, different places, consistent places - sometimes a new place opens up and I’ll go back there in the future. It’s very peculiar. It has its own rules but yeah there’s a sense of reality about it. It’s like different parts of that world come close to different parts of this at various times.
When your premonition came to pass, did it feel like déjà vu turned up to 11?
Yes, and I think all deja vu's are just premonitions that we've forgotten. In more recent years, my deja vus have started getting recursive.
You know what? On this note, anyone else been having dreams come back recently?
Every now and then I'll be going about my business and then I'll remember a dream from days, months, or even years ago.
 
Isn't that the law of attraction doing its mysterious work?
Alright, I'm done with all the chainsawing and can sit down. This is for you unlucky few.
So, I call her Fortuna. Or Lady Luck.
The law of attraction, synchronicity, all of it is just a fancy new-age terminology for a simple, archaic answer.

Luck.

Some people are born unlucky. I was. I won't powerlevel, but suffice to say you'd be really hard pressed to find few born into an unluckier life, and an unluckier childhood.
At some point, I moved out when I was 15 and pulled every string, every contact, everything I could to make it on my own. Got my own apartment under the table at 15 and worked 3 under the table jobs to afford everything. And I was tired of being unlucky.
So I started courting Lady Luck. I had heard the term thrown around, but for me it was deific.

Since then, I have enjoyed otherworldly unreasonable luck, enough that people that have known me for a long time comment on it. And otherworldly unreasonable bad luck. It's about a 90/10 split.
So the thing about Lady Luck is that she is capricious. As I've said. She's a woman after all. But there are ways to court her and stay in her graces. Sometimes nothing can be done at all.

The bad luck you enjoy is not a result of her input. It's random chance, and you happen to get the bad outcomes. She doesn't even really know you exist till you make yourself known to her.
When I teach people to court her, the first thing I start with is a lucky coin. You can use dice, but it's harder. Point is, you need a totem that she can put some magic into. Something involving chance. The older the better. Silver works better than gold or any other material, I've found. If you can't get something old and silver, start a new lucky coin. Something with your birth year. Something a little Luckier than just a penny that happens to have your birth year on it. Search for something out of your normalcy, or look harder at the things around you.

Entire futures have been decided on coin flips. And there are no better ways to court her than a 50/50. At first.
Carry it. Everywhere, everyday. I personally carry several. I also keep two silver coins in every pair of boots. Makes each step lucky. And if it doesn't, you've got change to pay Charon everywhere you go.
Make some decisions on a flip. Little things at first. What really matters is that you adhere to the flip. She will do what she does, but you better follow through. Good or bad.
I've gotten to the point where I don't flip coins unless it is something completely necessary, I don't do it for fun. If I flip a coin, and say "Heads, I cut off my leg. Tails, I cut off my arm." Something will be sawed off, no questions asked. I trust her. She's been good to me and I don't ever call on her lightly.
I once read a passage in a book, "God likes those best that bother him the least."

This ties into the second advice I give to people looking to court her.
Don't call on her for everything. Make your own luck when you can. When you can't, let her slip in. At first, you can ask her to influence small things. "Let me find my missing shoe. Let me make it home on a quarter tank" But once she starts intervening and takes a liking to you, treat her with more respect.
But you need to be someone worth her intervention. You need to be loyal, honest. Courageous and cunning. She doesn't like simpering, backstabbing, weak willed liars.

Work on yourself. Get fit. Get smarter. Get more knowledgeable about things. Improve yourself in every way you can.
Fortune doesn't exalt the timid, weak, or ignorant. When it does, it serves as a lesson. A trillion of those people have lived and died without anyone knowing their name.

There's no point in her putting a millionaire in front of you willing to give you his fortune if you can do 20 pushups if you can only do five. Or making your boss suddenly offer you a promotion you are in no way qualified for if you can't hold that position. In the meantime, you'll be able to do much more than you normally could. Which, in turn, offers more opportunities for her to intervene. Luck relies on YOU 90% of the time.

Third, be bold. Be brave. There isn't a place for her to intervene or push things your way if you don't take risks. I've gotten to the point where I have much to lose in life, but I will climb over that trench wall every time if it must be done. I will do what I can to mitigate being in that trench and needing to climb it, but at some point you must do what you must .
And if it wasn't my place to be lucky, it wasn't my place to be lucky.

I describe her like a boat motor.
You have to put the boat on the water, you have to pick the channel or river or tributary you take. You have to steer the boat. She just helps get you there faster.

If you never play a game of chance, she'll never have a chance to do anything about it. Now, this isn't advice to bet your life savings on powerball (yet). This is saying, take risks. But she loves those that are cunning. If YOU can influence the outcome in any way, do it. She doesn't like dumb people, or people incapable of really making the most of her intervention.
Once she notices you and intervenes, take it seriously.
Apply for that job, ask that girl out, but NEVER curse her for your bad luck. Everything done has the outcome for a reason. And not an incorporeal reason like "It wasn't the right fit, she wasn't right you'll find someone eventually!" But because YOU weren't fully able to take advantage of what her intervention would have brought.

Final, unless someone wants me to sperg more, PASS. THE. LUCK.
If you find a totem that brings you amazing luck. Like a lucky coin, or a dice that wins you a lot of money, or a deck of cards that always seems to work out for you.
Give it away. Pass it on to someone unlucky. Or a random stranger. A coin that won you a job interview at your dream job? A dice that got you $500 in a roll?
Drop it in a homeless dude's cup. Or leave it in the wallet or the purse of someone you care about who is having a run of bad luck.
Personally, mine is coins. The reason I carry so many is so I can give them out. I usually end up flipping mine into fountains. Usually at graveyards. The luck sits with the dead until someone cleans the fountain, then that lucky coin is out of my hands and being passed on to someone at random.

I know it's easy for unlucky people to handwave this all away as random chance, or law of attraction, or whatever. I used to be the same dismissive, overly analytical type. I liked my big words and easy explanations. But humanity has had a deity representing Fortune and chance since it's birth for a reason.

But when I tell you I have unreasonably good luck, I mean that in every fiber of my being. It is a Truth, there is no new age terminology or AI generated probability map that can convince me of anything other than deific influence from Fortuna herself. I'm happy to give personal advice in PMs.

I wish you Luck, friends.
 
There's no point in her putting a millionaire in front of you willing to give you his fortune if you can do 20 pushups if you can only do five. Or making your boss suddenly offer you a promotion you are in no way qualified for if you can't hold that position.
Sounds a bit like chaos magic, too.
 
I just sent this thing about the 13 bloodlines and the mystery schools to a conspiracy influencer on the internet. Then I walked outside. And some random car honked me and gave me the finger. It all kinda creeped me out. I felt cold on the back of my neck.
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