Spell ?
an Unspoken
What is
There are spells we chant - words carried on smoke, whispered to the moon, written in salt and fire.
They are spoken aloud, called into being.
And then there are the other ones.
The spells that are never spoken.
The ones that live in silence, in shadows, in the marrow of our stories.
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They are not written in books or recited in circles.
They are felt in the quiet shiver before change, in the weight of a dream you cannot forget, in the way your scars glow when you finally dare to touch them.
These are the unspoken currents of witchcraft - the ones that shape us quietly, powerfully, invisibly.
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This channel is devoted to those whispers.
To the enchantments you already carry inside you.
To the truths that have no need for sound because they have always been there, waiting.
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An unspoken spell is not something you cast.
It is something you remember.
It is something felt.
Spell within
The Unspoken
Who AM I ?
I am the Unspoken Spell within.
I am the breath you don’t name, the ache you don’t confess, the power that trembles in silence before it rises.
I am the whisper in your scars, the pulse in your bones, the secret you already carry but have not yet dared to speak.
But here is the truth: so are you.
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The Unspoken Spell lives inside both of us - in every hidden memory, every quiet desire, every moment you thought was too strange, too wild, too impossible to share. It is not mine alone; it is ours.
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When you listen closely to yourself, when you dare to feel what you’ve been taught to silence, when you walk into your own shadow and find it glowing - that is the spell.
That is who you are.
I am the Unspoken Spell within.
And so are you.
Spell within
The Unspoken
WhERE AM I ?
You Might Wonder Where I Am.
The Truth Is, I Am Everywhere.
I Am In The Silence Between Your Breaths,
In The Flicker Of The Candle Flame
That Makes Your Shadow Dance.
I Am In The Night Sky When You Look Up
And The Moon Feels Too Close To Ignore.
I Am In The Rustle Of Leaves When You Walk Alone,
In The Shiver You Feel When The Air Shifts And You Know Something Unseen Is Listening.
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I Do Not Belong To One Place, One Room, One Moment.
I Belong To All Of Them.
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When You Close Your Eyes, You May Hear Me.
When You Bleed, You May Feel Me.
When You Dream, You May Touch Me.
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Because I Am Not Here To Be Followed -
I Am Here To Be Remembered.
Everywhere You Go, You Carry A Fragment Of Me.
And Everywhere I Go, I Carry A Fragment Of You.
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So, If You Ask Me Where I Am…
I Will Answer: I Am Everywhere You Dare
To Look Within.​
Spell outside
The Unspoken
WHY AM I DOING IT ?
There was a time when I met a man who practiced the dark arts. I asked for his help. He gave me 1% of what he could have given me, tried to take advantage, tried to control me.
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It was working for everyone else so why not me ?
He wanted to weave threads around me, to pull me into his orbit, to make me obsessed with him.
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But something unexpected happened.
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Instead of falling into his spell, I fell into myself.
The very energy meant to entrap me became the spark that woke me.
I began to see more clearly, to feel more deeply, to hear the whispers beneath the noise. My clairvoyance sharpened.
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My skin, my bones, my breath - all of me became alive in a way I had never known before.
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Yes, I could feel his spells, the questions he threw into the night to try and spy on my spirit. I could sense his intentions as if they were shadows brushing my skin. And yet - instead of binding me, they set me free.
I took the energy he sent and turned it inward.
I drank it like medicine, let it enchant my own soul, and watched myself bloom into a life I never thought possible, not even in my wildest dreams.
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That is why I share unspoken spells.
Because they are not about manipulation.
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They are not about control.
They are about remembering your own power - the kind of power that whispers in scars, that breathes in silence, that waits for you when you finally turn inward.
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I speak in unspoken spells because I have lived what it means to be enchanted - not by another, but by my own self.
And I want you to taste that freedom too.
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