Alan Richardson and Magic

In this episode, I was delighted to chat with British magician and prolific occult author – Alan Richardson. Alan talks about how magic has always been a part of his life, talks about his interactions with some of the magical personalities of our era and about his love of writing books on magic.

Alan has written books about Dion Fortune, Aleister Crowley, William Gray and others as well as a host of books on a variety of magical topics. You can find his books on Amazon at Please do stop there and buy a book or two! Books mentioned in the podcast include The Old Sod, Sex and Light , The Templar Door, The Sea Priest , Dark Magery and by G. Michael Vasey, Chasing the Shaman and The Mystical Hexagram (co-written with SC Vincent) also available on Amazon.

Reviews of a number of Alan’s books may be found at and a written interview conducted by G. Michael Vasey with Alan may be found at that site as well.

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Black Eyed Kids – Scary Podcast episode today.

Today’s podcast episode of The Magical world of G. Michael Vasey is about the Black Eyed Kids and features guest Darren Marlar of Weird Darkness fame reading a story from one of G. Michael Vasey’s books on the topic.

Don’t miss this scary episode…. but don’t listen to it before bed either!

G. Michael Vasey talks about the Black Eyed kids using material from his books on the topic. Weird Darkness podcast host, Darren Marlar, is the voice talent for the audio versions of the books and he narrates a story too. Listen in to the strange phenomenon that is the BEK. What are they? Why are they here?

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Chilling Tales of the Black eyed Kids and The Black Eyed Kids by G. Michael Vasey available at Amazon and other book stores (in audiobook format narrated by Darren Marlar!)

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How About You Really Help?

You know there are a lot of people angry about a lot of issues right now. Everyone has an opinion and is picking up on one side or another of causes stirred up by the media and social media in particular. Many, do not stop to think, check or rationalize what they are seeing and immediately in a rush of emotion go ahead and post something that later, they will probably regret. It is amazing to me how many people I have never heard utter a word about racial inequality are all of a sudden up in arms. I really believe a lot of it is virtue signaling. It’s a look at me people, I’m on this thing!! Aren’t I a good person?

Well, let’s see if you are.

It’s simple.

My boys live in Texas. Two of them lost their jobs as a result of this COVID thing. Neither received any iota of help from the Government there – no unemployment, no check for COVID relief, NOTHING. Too poor to afford computers, their access to the internet is limited. Too poor to pay hefty phone bills, their ability to stay on the line 3-4 hours waiting for a Government employee to actually answer the damned phone to help them is too expensive.

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One of my boys, Liam, lives alone in Houston in a small one room apartment. His previous job paid more or less minimum wage and was a 2-hour bus ride away. He was let go. The only person he could turn to for help was me but I’m in no state to support two kids in the USA – not any more. I do what I can and I paid for the roof over his head and a little more to help while paying for my tax attorney to help him with the IRS in collecting the 2018 ant 2019 tax refunds and COVID payment he was eligible for but they wouldn’t give him.

Finally, he will get his 2019 refund …. in about 9 weeks time. We are still working on the other two. The IRS. An amazing organisation that appears to work against Americans in every respect. The issue – he needed to prove who he was!!??? And how should he do that? Yes – via a website he can’t access or a phone call he cannot afford. Amazing!

All the many problem facing the US of A come down to one thing – poverty. There are millions like my son living in poverty with no safety net and no one that cares. The Democrats I hear you say? Hell no. They gave up representing those that need them years ago in favor of marxist ideologies and revenge against Trump. There is no one looking after the poor in the USA and eventually, they will rise up…..

However, back to my point.

Liam found a new job. Its minimum wage but he was thankful and cheerful – I will learn some new skills Dad he told me cheerfully. But the painful truth is he is struggling. He has Asperger’s syndrome and he had major spinal surgery a decade ago. He needs help.

I am now back in Europe – 6,000 miles away. With no travel and disruption that is the lockdown, my ability to help is basically sending him a weekly check. Like all parents in this sort of dilemma, I am at my wits end. I want to help but I’m not able to….

So, I am asking you to help restore his faith in the good of humanity and mine too. You have loose change…. please send it to him to eat, to pay his rent and to pay his bus fare?

You can (its a facebook page)  donate here.

Even better, if you live in Houston, TX maybe you have a better job for him? Maybe you can point him in the direction of organisations I am unaware of that can help him?

If so, I am ALL EARS…. please let me know.

This is about a kid who really tries to be self sufficient who stays out of trouble and rarely complains. Let’s show him please that WE DO CARE.

Please share and let’s make this go viral….


I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

A wonderful story with a hint of other realities…

Stepping Stones

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Well. It’s impossible not to, really, once you’ve been accidentally dive-bombed by one.

First, a little background information. I was born blind in one eye. This has made me incredibly sensitive to any risk of damage to the good one.

Ironically, every eye injury I have ever suffered has been to the ‘good one’; and I usually don’t do things half-heartedly. So much so, that as a result of one such injury there is a high-resolution image of my good (but seriously damaged) eyeball published in an ophthalmology textbook, under the “don’t do this” section…

Fast forward to a particularly onerous shopping trip. I can usually last for an hour. This, however, was opening day for a new wing at the local hell spa super-store, dedicated to all sorts of wonderful things you never knew you needed, and the better half was intent on checking out…

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Perun and Closure

IMG_4192.HEICTonight, I set out on my walk with the idea that this really was my last time with Perun. Aptly, thundershowers were all around and I was treated to some amazing views of Perun’s magnificence. He was truly all around and everywhere I could see……


IMG_9934.HEICI visited my tree and decided to sit on the bench nearby. The timing of this moment was just as the Sun was setting above the Castle and so the path I had just walked was flooded with lights and it was tempting to believe that I was being given a glimpse of the force of light that is behind Perun. As I meditate on the God and being the God, the word that came into mind was ‘vigilance’ and as it did so the wind from the nearby storms rustled the treetops making it seems as if Perun was talking with me through the rustling of the trees.

As I continued my unhurried tour of the Castle grounds, He was all around me and the air was filled with magic. It was a treat – a special treat – I think. The Cathedral was ablaze in the sun yet a rain shower was behind it and a huge rainbow opposite it. The rain is seen as the result of Perun winning his battle with Velos – the horned God and the rainbow seemed to me to celebrate His victory. Even a half moon shone down on the scene so the Goddess was watching on.

A little later, I came upon a blackbird. The little creature did not move as I approached and only when I tried to reach out did it move slightly away. I knew it had meaning for me by its behavior as it eyed me out of one bright eye and then the other before hopping a few steps across the path. We watched each other for about 5 minutes before I said goodbye and the bird rose up and away into the sky.

IMG_2767.HEICIs it too much to see the blackbird as a symbol of the underworld that awaits me as I transition over to Veles and the polarity of Earth and Water? I thought it an interesting encounter full of meaning and magic.

Tomorrow, I will cleanse and banish as I have moved with Fire and Air for several weeks now and before switching polarities, I feel I must find the middle ground again – the plane of reflection. I see the relationship between Perun and Veles much like I see the relationship between Geburah and Chesed – in order to know one, one must experience both and the balance between. It is also interesting that once again, I walk the hexagram but this time, in a Slavic tradition.

Butterflies and Doves

IMG_5277.HEICAs my exercises with Perun – the Slavic God of thunder –  continue. It has been remarkably thundery weather in the region and I have been feeling a lot of … well .. anger.

Tonight as I slowly walked around the Castle here in Brno, I had to stop, sit and bask in the Sun as He lowered himself toward the horizon. His heat bathed me and I started to think again about Perun gathering energy slowly and releasing it suddenly. He had done so the night before and I photographed Him in the skies spitting and snarling with anger. Maybe my anger is a reflection of His anger? Maybe my anger has been slowly building while focusing on Perun and will suddenly discharge somehow?

butterflyI have been asking also about Totems. As I walked away from where I had been sat, a beautiful butterfly appeared from nowhere and danced around my head. It landed briefly in me and then disappeared only to reappear a little ways down the path. Again I sat and watched the butterfly dance its fluttering dance several times almost landing on my head. I have never seen a butterfly behave this was before and so I took note.

Apparently, the butterfly represents spiritual rebirth, transformation, creativity, endless potential, vibrant joy, change, ascension, and an ability to experience the wonder of life.

IMG_3589.HEICI continued my walk taking in the sheer beauty around me. I stopped at my tree and touched it trying to feel its healing presence and thinking about how Perun had marked this tree by smiting it with Lightning.

IMG_0054.HEICIMG_2885.HEICI stopped for a while also to look over the city and photograph for the 1000th time the Cathedral on the hill opposite bathed in sunlight. It was at this point I noticed the grayish colored birds swooping and diving between the trees. At first I thought Pigeon but then realized I had never seen Pigeons flying like this and so I looked up these birds – doves! Again, I wondered what a dove might represent?

The dove brings forth a calming presence in times of pain, strife, and difficulties. It signifies love and peace, and it serves as a messenger or a liaison between your thoughts and your reality. The dove meaning resonates with the balance between sky and earth, and thought and matter.

The dove meaning reassures you love and grace will always be in your life. There will always be that promise of something beautiful and meaningful. When doves appear to you in your dreams or in your daily life, it signifies devotion, holiness, and divinity. It’s a wake-up call for you to be in touch with your spirituality and to develop your higher self.

How apt I thought as I walked a little further and watched as a dove dive bombed me just to make sure I understood it was there for me in that moment.

My journey with Perun is almost over I think as I feel anger and an exhaustion, which I do not much like. I feel I must now seek to balance things out with Veles the Slavic God of the underworld that engages in perpetual battle with Perun always ensuring equilibrium and balance. My focus on the Fire and Air of Perun needs a little balancing with the Water and Earth of Veles. Isn’t this, after all, the meaning of the doves?

Row, Row, Row the Boat

The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey PodcastEpisode 4 of The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey talks about my first weird experiences with elementals and ghosts but also with how I saw the world as a truly magical place. Using stories from My Haunted Life narrated by Alan Philip Ormond….. and myself, I hope to leave you with the very powerful idea that imagination is the key to everything – reality, magic and life… it uses true paranormal stories as well to emphasize the point.

41OdxZtE8gLAvailable on Saturday, please do tune in and give it a listen? And if you do, would you be kind enough to follow it?

Coming up future episodes will feature the Black Eyed Kids…. so be prepared to be scared… and a real treat – An interview with writer Alan Richardson…..

Episode 4 will be available here from Saturday morning.


Podcast Episode 3

BauerleIt’s out and getting some listens…. I talk to writer Thomas Bauerle who now lives in The Philippines but spent many years teaching English in Japan and collecting ghost stories on the side. His book, Kanashibari, is a collection of his own experiences and those of people he spoke to in Japan and is a scary read indeed.

Catch the podcast here and please do follow it, like it and generally help me promote it a bit?

And if you might be interested in Thomas’ book – you can find it here.

gary vasey new coverThe next Episode is already recorded and loaded up Called “Row, Row you Boat”, it talks about magic, the supernatural and imagination, and features some stories from My Haunted Life read by narrator Alan Philip Ormond. It will be out on Saturday.

One Moment…

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“One Moment in Annihilation’s Waste,
One moment, of the Well of Life to taste–”
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

It was one of those thoughts that flash through the mind in a millisecond. The kind that leaves behind a flood of understanding so complete that you instantly know the whole story… and just as instantly lose your hold on it at the thought passes, as insubstantial as a rainbow. You are left with no more than the conviction that you have realised and understood an important concept… and you couldn’t put it into words to save your life.

I had been leafing through a book I haven’t read in years and was thinking about it on the drive to work. Nothing special, just an old favourite that held a phrase I wanted to put in context. Skimming through the text, I was aware that in the years since I had read…

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Having ditched my four twitter accounts recently I felt good. Twitter is the silliest social media site of all. People shouting from rooftops and others taking up the shout. Ridiculous.

Add to that it’s a veritable cesspit of the ugly side of life – extreme politics and opinions, porn and tons of other nasty stuff. I was pleased with myself. Good riddance!

Then, I have a conversation with a marketing expert over at where I chose to host my new podcast – The Magical world of G. Michael Vasey (Do follow or like…. please!). How to market a new podcast?

“The biggest thing by far is to have a twitter account….”


“Twitter is the best place to attract visitors and listeners..”

Big groan

Or, as Alan Richardson says (and it makes me laugh every time).. fu..k, fu..k. fu…kety fu..k…..

So. I have another and new twitter account.


Please do follow me and I will follow you back.