My Hand of Ice and My Hand of Fire (A support spell for psychic fighting)

(The spell that I'm giving you right now is truly effective only when you're a martial artist with strong psychic or spiritual attributes, recited to better facilitate the channeling of one's fifth element into each blow, increasing its physical output from 30% up to 70%.

All you need to make this spell works is a burning piece of wooden ember-real wood, not charcoal!-and a piece of ice, preferably non-refrigerated, and if possible, both of them must be of the same size and the ember is on your left, the ice on your right.

As always, perform the three basic psychic rituals-grounding, focusing and channeling-and after spellcasting-you can do this as much as you want until you're "in tune" with yourself-invoke God's secret name 9 times and touch both the water and ember at the same time.

Then go to your battle in half an hour's time, but remember to finish your fight in two hour's time.)

I beseech thee O Lord of Judgment Day
To give me the seal to open all seals
Of my bodies of four, from the top to the bottom
From corporeal to astral, the physical to spirit
Where the pranas may show, the way to Thy Smiles
From here to eternity and back once again

Unlock me my hands of fire and ice
The bedazzling water and the courageous heat
So I may now travel through all the four realms
To find Thy grace on Throne On The Waters

Though forsooth the sky is all and seven
And the seals of Your Book be seven as well
I could go no more without Thy Consent
For we are but one in all of physics

I invoke Thy Name though I may not worthy
For my time they now come and could not wait
As I now have found the sense of my being
One heavy a task, so grant my wish please!

Hymn Of A Dancing Dust (A spell for healing)

I bequeath all suffering like a dust in the air
Floating in the light of all great white morning
And like a star as it glows when the moon is in hiding
Let this dis-ease, this ilness now be parting!

I release thee pain, on winds of all sunrise
I release thee sadness, on grounds of all greens
I release thee imbalance, on waters of the free
I release thee wounds, on fires evergrowing

O winds of all seasons, of faith and all hopes
Bind thyself with the earth, of time immemorial
To cure and to embalm, all that is painful
And to free this great soul
From all that's un-needed

O flames of all joy, that burns in all children
Bind thyself with the waters, of mother's first milk
To release this poor soul from all that it suffers
And to bring it upon, the threshold of smiles!

So free and rejoice
For the light is in thee
So free and rejoice
For the light is with thee

Now rise from your ills, like new and like one
Go home to your love, your life and your world
Waste not this tears, for life is your joy
Waste not once more, for now you are cured!

(Note: this spell is universal, meaning it can be used by any mediums, psychic or spiritual healers and shamans regardless of whatever your orientations in life. Prepare yourself beforehand by performing whatever rituals, metaphysical observations, occult or magickal methods of your following and cast this spell in tandem with whatever methods or rituals that suit your nature or faith, but ONLY when your heart and mind are in the right place, if not...remember the Power of Three! Good luck.)

This Miraculous Green Home

I'm giving a sigh for days gone by
Of those I remember, and those I forgot
On this fleeting stare for a sun well-set
For this smooth dry wall and dusty old floor

And this sweet, sweet palace; this miraculous green home
Is all but a glimpse to the eyes of time
For 'tis a home that I've lived and sighed
A place I long thought would last forever

But soon this too will also move on
Just like the days I've spent in my college
The old sweet school of my faded teens
The much earlier one that cradled my childhood
The house that I've spent before all those times
And a place far beyond, the house of my birth

And fade it would be, to just another memory
To join all my love, in the place called the Past
The place that I know, I could never go to
And I know it this time, that it will be for real...

And as I stand on the eve of my new life
This miraculous green house, the home of my youth
Will only be just a fleeting moment in times long past
This day, this final evening of my life just starting
That signifies the end of my life in the shadows
Of which that keeps on repeating itself of late

Just like the last days of ITM Pahang
The white orange sunset of my lecture hall

The moment so vague of my last of last days
In Sekolah Menengah Dato's Sri Amar Diraja Muar

Of my final of final days even before that
The gloomy half-remembering
In the hall of Sekolah Rendah Kebangsaan Ismail Satu

The days of this house before I went to school
And even further beyond
To the first house of my birth...

But soon these too will become a memory
To join all the memories in the land called the Past
For i'm bound to the present on a one-way train for the future
Cannot escape from it, so there, the end!

Yours Truly,

Saiful Nizam Shukor
KL
2008