Open Sorcery is the world of Lazarus Halliwell.

Excellence and batshittery, done on purpose.

I’m Lazarus. I make art, music, poems, plays, and magic for the quiet, brilliant, broken ones. If that is you, welcome home. I adopt your kind.

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  • Eight made this three years ago, I think.

    It’s based off our song “Ten Million Nevers“, which was released in 2017. It gets more and more eerily timely with every passing year.

    -Allēna

  • I wrote this today.

    It’s called “the denouement”. It’s about Zelda.

    13 years 
    13 years
    I peered through the bars of
    your wintry love into the flame
    and I saw the future
    laying on the kitchen floor in 2022 -

    13 years
    13 years and decreasing -
    I declared to you
    that you'd see the end of it all
    but not much more

    11 years
    10
    you fancy yourself inimitable
    invincible
    sophomoric survivor
    but you drink your rage and heartbreak

    9 years
    9 years
    I know the signs of alcohol poisoning from
    watching my first husband
    watching my father

    8 years –
    you terrified me the first time
    scarcely a week in

    7 years
    and you cheated the first time when
    we’d barely been together for two months
    I thought I could finally rest
    fucking fool was I

    6 years
    6 years left
    I watch you try to outrun your demons
    again
    again
    again
    but they've always been faster
    or perhaps you've always loved them more
    than you could ever love me

    5 years
    4 years
    and I watch the tests roll in
    I know how it goes
    first the heart
    then the kidneys
    then the liver
    then the rest
    then the cash out, the flare out
    alone

    when you are spent
    who will be there to catch you
    except the bottom of the bottle?

    -Allēna

  • Emerson and I saw the film Amadeus today at the Oriental Theater here in town.

    It was honestly badass to watch it again with a great set of speakers on the big screen in such an awesome venue. 💛

    -Allēna

  • I had my long expected neurology appointment today.

    Based on the EEG and observations, the seizures look nonepileptic, but we’re getting an MRI on the 28th just in case and to establish a new baseline on the Brainhole anyway. The poor, sweet doctor was taken aback when I attempted to describe the differences in feeling between the right and left sides of my body. I don’t think he’d seen anything like it yet.

    Overall things went pretty well. He also suggested keeping a headache diary, so if I have a bad headache that day, I’ll do my best to write it down here, as well as what I think the trigger is.

    -Allēna

  • I performed at Linneman’s last night and it went phenomenally!

    I was so scared before and after that my chest felt like it had been hit with a frying pan, though..

    -Allēna

  • I feel like I finally made a breakthrough in my fatigue today.

    I also finally finished the movie Arrival and I’m currently watching the Imitation Game. Emerson and I are taking turns with the TV every other night so we can both watch what we want to watch without one of us hogging the TV for too long.

    Emerson also made a take on tom kha soup for dinner after falling in love with it at a restaurant the other night.

    -Allēna

  • Emerson and I managed to pay a visit to our favorite witchy shop today.

    It’s called Tres Ojos and it’s lovely.

    Other than that I’m still exhausted and I wish I weren’t..

    -Allēna

  • Moderate to severe fatigue and weakness persists,

    BUT Emerson and I went to a cat rescue yesterday and saw SO MANY good babies. He wanted to adopt a petite void named Zack but couldn’t afford the adoption fee.

    Zelda is AWOL, I’ve only seen them for a few hours since New Year’s Eve when they came home last night to crash after leaving their cats locked in their room for a bit over two days.

    Mercifully the cats are free now. Who knows where the fuck Zelda is or what (read: who) they are doing.

    I’m so tired. I can’t wait to move the fuck out of this shithole.

    -Allēna

  • I was so tired and weak yesterday that I didn’t do much at all.

    But Emerson did make these fantastic open faced steak melts and I worked a bit more on developing my set list for Linneman’s on January 5th. We also watched Priscilla, the Priscilla Presley biopic. It was fucking cool.

    -Allēna