Open Sorcery

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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More about me here.

Please note that, with rare exceptions, any and all names mentioned in this blog are pseudonyms except our own. We want to be able to speak freely without doxxing anyone.

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  • Nice.

    69 day post streak on this here hellsite.

    -Allēna

  • Big light? More like big act of aggression 😭

    This is how it feels to have someone walk into my room and turn on the big light without warning. It’s torture. It’s evil. How dare you. Jail for the criminal. Jail for the criminal for one thousand years.

    -Allēna

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  • Painted this piece yesterday.

    It doubles as the icon for a Discord server about feral anarchy I am now co-running with my friend, the wonderfully feral mk (it/its). I’ve been having fun, hehe. Boredom, begone. -Allēna

  • I am less tired than yesterday, but still tired.

    Have a meme about it.

    This has Racine, Wisconsin energy. Also possible Cleveland energy. (care to confirm, Doom Guy?)

    Also, this is what attempting to navigate the high school yesterday felt like. Aggressively beige and maroon snowblindness. Here’s hoping today is better.

    -Allēna

  • flow (anti)state #5

    previously published in fsm.ink and that negation zine. 🙂

  • Dear blog diary,

    I am in a high school of all places, doing my best to act normal, and bored out of my goddamned dome. Please send memes, adrenaline straight to my bloodstream, and treats.

    Thank you.

    Management, aka. Allēna

  • My last three (3) braincells attempting to decide what I’m doing today.

    One of them is autism, one of them is ADHD, and the other is the desire to not do anything productive at all. I think the dogs that are fighting are autism and ADHD, and the woman screaming is my desire to not do anything productive at all. The woman just wants to sit and watch more trash TV until some form of inspiration hits, and then she’ll do something. Except there are two huge dogs going goblin mode in front of her 😭

    This is my current mood. I’ve been resting a lot because my guts still hurt off and on, and honestly watching TV that I like is helping my brain rest and get more inspiration for my writing in the long term. Plus, as Laz has said before, it’s nice to be able to be a fan of things again. It’s been years since we’ve been able to do that.

    Aside from this post and talking to people, will I get anything else productive done? I’m not sure. But I’ll do my best if I’m so inspired.

    -Allēna

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  • A creation of Eight’s from a year ago.

    Eight’s mixed media tomfuckery goes hard. I have no idea how else to explain this nonsense, but I feel it must be immortalized here 🤣

    -Allēna

  • How artblock feels in a single image:

    The sheer DISTRESS on this man’s face says it all.

    -Allēna

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  • I was weed-free and hungry for the first time in the better part of two weeks today.

    So Emerson got me a surprise – a birria burrito with a horchata. It was delicious. He’s so sweet to me. Unfortunately, our polycule’s lemon of a car is back in the fucking shop because it is misbehaving again, so there are no in person adventures to be had for the time being. However, my hunger means that I’m likely finally getting over this bullshit for good, whatever it is. I’m glad to have my fucking appetite back.

    -Allēna