How To Become A Werewolf Volume 1-12

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Black magic and witchcraft
It was said that certain sorcerers and witches learned from Satan how to transform themselves into animal guise such as serpents, leopards, panthers, jackals, bears, coyotes, owls, foxes and other feared creatures. A sorcerer will do this to do evil to or kill his enemy. In South America sorcerers are said to kill and drink the blood of their enemies. Livonians said witches routinely transformed themselves into wolves by passing through a certain magic pool, another instance of baptismal rebirth in animal form.




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Pact with the devil
It is said that humans who enter into a pact with the Devil himself do so out of desperation and often, in an effort to seek revenge for the death of a loved one. In popular European superstition, the Devil is said to appear in the form of a coachman whose carriage is drawn by black steeds. The Devil offers a potion that provides the strength needed to carry out the revenge, in exchange for the person's soul. The potion is often in the form of a vial, the contents of which are applied to the human skin under the light of a full moon. The transformation into a werewolf will then begin immediately and the human has been completely turned into a werewolf forever

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Curse
Sometimes, the condition of werewolf is the result of a spell cast by a magician (St. Patrick of Ireland changed Veretius, King of Wales, into a wolf).

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Incantations
Note that these incantations are only supplied as examples to support the persistence of the Myth and its relationship with magical practices. They are known ineffective without the ointments, magic salves and other parts of the rituals.

Sacharow quoted an old Russian charm, to be spoken by one who wished to invoke the Moon-goddess and become a werewolf:

"On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan, on the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying in a green wood, in a gloomy vale. Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf, horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs; but the wolf enters not the forest, but the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale. Moon, moon, gold-horned moon, check the flights of bullets, blunt the hunters' knifes, break the shepherds' cudgels, cast wild fear upon all cattle, on men, on all creeping things, that they may not catch the gray wolf, that they may not rend his warm skin! My word is binding, more binding than sleep, more binding than the promise of a hero."

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Other traditional incantations


"Spirits from the deep, who never sleep, be kind to me.

Spirits from the grave, without a soul to save , be kind to me.

Spirits of the trees, that grow upon the leas, be kind to me.

Spirits of the air, foul and black, not fair, be kind to me.

Spirits of the dead, that glide with noiseless tread, be kind to me

Spirits of heat and fire, destruction in your ire, be kind to me.

Spirits of cold and ice, phantoms of crime and vice, be kind to me.

Wolves, Vampires, Satyrs, Ghosts!

Elect of all the devilish hosts!

I pray you send hither, send hither, send hither

The great grey shape that makes men shiver!

Shiver, shiver, shiver!

Come, come, come!"

(new ritual)

"Hail, Hail, Hail, great wolf spirit, Hail!

A boon I ask thee, mighty shade.

Within this circle I have made.

Make me a werewolf strong and bold.

The terror alike of young and old.

Grant me a figure tall and spare;

The speed of the elk, the claws of the bear;

The poison of snakes, the wit of the fox;

The stealth of the wolf, the strength of the ox;

The jaws of the tiger, the teeth of the shark;

The eyes of a cat that sees in the dark;

Make me climb like a monkey, scent like a dog;

Swim like a fish, and eat like a hog.

Haste, Haste, Haste, lonely spirit, Haste!

Here, wan and drear, magic spell making,

Findest thou me - shaking, quaking.

Softly fan me as I lie.

And thy mystic touch apply.

Touch apply, and I swear that when I die,

When I die, I will serve thee evermore,

Evermore, in grey wolf land, cold and raw."

"Make me a werewolf! Make me a xxx-eater!

Make me a werewolf! Make me a xxxxx-eater!

Make me a werewolf! Make me a xxxxx-eater!

I pine for blood! xxxxx blood!

Give it to me! Give it to me tonight!

Great Wolf Spirit! Give it to me, and heart, body, and soul, I am yours!"

(new ritual)

"Come, spirit so powerful! come, spirit so dread.

From the home of the werewolf, the home of the dead.

Come, Give me thy blessing! come, lend me thine ear!

Oh spirit of darkness! oh spirit so drear!

Come, mighty phantom! come, great Unknown!

Come from thy dwelling so gloomy and lone.

Come, I beseech thee; depart from thy lair.

And body and soul shall be thine, I declare.

Haste, Haste, Haste, horrid spirit, Haste!

Speed, Speed, Speed, scaring spirit, speed!

Fast, Fast, Fast, fateful spirit, fast!"

(new ritual)

"I (insert name) offer to thee, Great spirit of the Unknown, this night of (insert date) my body and soul, on condition that thou grantest me, from this night to the hour of my death, the power of metamorphosing, nocturnally, into a wolf. I beg, I pray, I implore thee-Thee, unparalleled Phantom of Darkness, to make me a werewolf, a werewolf"!

(new ritual)

"Tis night! Tis night! and the moon shines white over pine and snow capped hill. The shadows stray through burn and brae and dance in the sparkling rill."

Tis night! Tis night! and the devils light casts glimmering beams around. The maras dance, the nisses prance on the flower enameled ground."

Tis night! Tis night! and the the werewolf’s might makes man and nature shiver.

Yet its fierce grey head and stealthy tread are nought to thee, oh river!

River, River, River

Oh water strong, that swirls along I prithee a werewolf make me.

Of all things dear, my soul, I swear, In death shall not forsake thee."

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The magic salve
The "magic salve" that was used by humans to transform into wolves was a strong hallucinogenic. When rubbed over the body, it is absorbed into the bloodstream and causes effects similar to LSD. A person under the salve's effect could imagine that he was anything, or anyone. One reason that people during the Medieval Times imagined themselves as werewolves, as opposed to other things, is because of the mass hysteria over werewolves during this time.

One recipi includes the following ingredients :

fat from disinterred children
hemlock
aconite
poplar leaves
soot or cowbane
sweet flag
cinquefoil
bat's blood
deadly nightshade
oil


Other sources mentioned ingredients such as narcotics: Solanum somniferum , aconite, hyoscyamus, belladonna, opium, acorus vulgaris, sium. These were boiled down with oil, or the fat of little children who were murdered for that purpose. The blood of a bat was added, but its effects could have been nil. To these may have been added other foreign narcotics, the names of which have not transpired.

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Apuleius “The Golden Ass”

"Fotis showed me a crack in the door, and bade me look through it, upon which I looked and saw Pamphile first divest herself of all her garments, and then, having unlocked a chest, take from it several little boxes, and open one of the latter, which contained a certain ointment. Rubbing this ointment a good while previously between the palms of her hands, she annointed her whole body, from the very nails of her toes to the hair on the crown of her head, and when she was annointed all over, she whispered many magic words to a lamp, as if she were talking to it. Then she began to move her arms, first with tremulous jerks, and afterwards by a gentle undulating motion, till a glittering, downy surface by degrees overspread her body, feathers and strong quills burst forth suddenly, her nose became a hard crooked beak, her toes changed to curved talons, and Pamphile was no longer Pamphile, but it was an owl I saw before me. And now, uttering a harsh, querulous scream, leaping from the ground by little and little, in order to try her powers, and presently poising herself aloft on her pinions, she stretched forth her wings on either side to their full extent, and flew straight away.

"Having now been actually a witness of the performance of the magical art, and of the metamorphosis of Pamphile, I remained for some time in a stupefied state of astonishment... At last, after I had rubbed my eyes some time, had recovered a little from the amazement and abstraction of mind, and begun to feel a consciousness of the reality of things about me, I took hold of the hand of Fotis and said, --'Sweet damsel, bring me, I beseech thee, a portion of the ointment with which thy mistress hath just now anointed, and when thou hast made me a bird, I will be thy slave, and even wait upon thee like a winged Cupid.' Accordingly she crept gently into the apartment, quickly returned with the box of ointment, hastily placed it in my hands, and then immediately departed.

"Elated to an extraordinary degree at the sight of the precious treasure, I kissed the box several times successively; and uttering repeated aspirations in hopes of a prosperous flight, I stripped off my clothes as quick as possible, dipped my fingers greedily into the box, and having thence extracted a good large lump of ointment, rubbed it all over my body and limbs. When I was thoroughly anointed, I swung my arms up and down, in imitation of the movement of a bird's pinions, and continued to do so little while, when instead of any perceptible token of feathers or wings making their appearance, my own thin skin, alas! grew into a hard leather hide, covered with bristly hair, my fingers and toes disappeared, the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet became four solid hoofs, and from the end of my spine a long tail projected. My face was enormous, my mouth wide, my nostrils gaping, my lips pendulous, and I had a pair of immoderately long, rough, hairy ears. In short, when I came to contemplate my transformation to its full extent, I found that, instead of a bird, I had become-- and ASS."

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Lycanthropous Flowers
In the Balcanic Peninsula grows a flower that, people say, if eaten, transforms the eater into a werewolf. Lycanthropous flowers possess properties peculiar to themselves which are only discernible to those who are well acquainted with them. Their scent is described as faint and subtly suggestive of death, whilst their sap is rather offensively white and sticky. In appearance they are usually white and yellow marsh flower. They have to be plucked and wornafter at sunset when the moon is full.

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The Magic Belt
Polish legend said a witch could transform a bride and groom into wolves by laying a girdle of human skin across the threshold at their wedding feast. Later they would receive dresses of fur and would regain their human shape at will.

Among Teutonic peoples, it was thought donning special girdles made of the pelt of a wolf or the skin of a hanged man would effect the change. In the Balkins, the magic came from drinking water from a beast's footprint, or from eating a beast's brain.

When tied around the body, a strip of leather made from wolf skin can turn a witch into a wolf. However, there is a way to destroy the belt's magic power. If one throws a knife or a piece of shiny steel over the werewolf, he will instantly be transformed into his true human form and stand there completely naked. It was called "making blank" the witch, the wolf, and so forth.

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A.Wuttke: "Der Deutsche Volks und Aberglaube der Gegenwart" (1925)

"People (men, women, even boys) change, mostly just for several hours, into wolves by wearing a wolfbelt on the naked body (sometimes also on clothes). [this belt is made of] wolf's leather or human skin, especially the skin of a hanged man, often adorned with the zodiac, and with seven tongues on the buckle [which must be put] into the ninth hole; if they want to return to their human form, they open the buckle."