Magas Crow

Magas Crow Maga Crow is a new age, estoteric, hermetic and new age self publishing author. Working as a modern magician in the 21st century.

Crows interests include geometry, astrology and languages.
✒️research assistant to John d salvo

Original work from Magas Crow for kabbalah mysticism and this seal uses Hebrew as three layers of protection can be used...
06/30/2025

Original work from Magas Crow for kabbalah mysticism and this seal uses Hebrew as three layers of protection can be used . Please do no use without permission as this is to be included in the book I am currently working on.

Tattoo created by Josh Line in Amarillo Texas. Modeled after the Seriphim seal.
06/27/2025

Tattoo created by Josh Line in Amarillo Texas. Modeled after the Seriphim seal.

06/26/2025

Remember, brothers and sisters, the heart is not always light. It does not always sing with joy. There are days when sorrow clings to our chest and suffering presses heavy on our spirit.

Spells are beautiful. Circles are sacred. Lost languages and ancient knowledge inspire wonder—but before any of that, pray to God.

It is His light that protects you through every shadowed valley.

Sometimes, what you need most is not a tool, but the presence of the Spirit—the Spiritus Sanctus—to ground you in what is eternal.

The Spirit of God lives within you. That divine flame still burns.

Remember who you are, and remember this most of all:

You are loved by God the Father.

They are mildly mystic so I'll go ahead and include them on my magus Crow page. They were taken by professional photogra...
06/23/2025

They are mildly mystic so I'll go ahead and include them on my magus Crow page. They were taken by professional photographer Drake knight in Amarillo Texas.
(The full set of these were posted on my modeling page. .model all of my photos are also posted on my patreon)

I had a beautiful ritual with my daughter selene. Creating her first little potion I'm so proud of her 🕯️🪽☀️
06/23/2025

I had a beautiful ritual with my daughter selene. Creating her first little potion I'm so proud of her 🕯️🪽☀️

06/21/2025

Braiding yellow jasmine wreaths
Sun-Kissed Devotion
The golden blossoms reflect pure solar energy—warmth, light, joy. By crowning this person with this, you instinctively honored him as a bearer of light, the divine masculine in his peak season.

Spiritual Radiance & Protection
This flower has long been linked to refined beauty, spiritual elegance, and protection. Even its toxicity speaks to sacred boundaries—“touch me, but do not consume me”—a perfect metaphor for energetic clarity.

Covenant of the Heart
You braided a covenant, not a contract. A wreath is circular, eternal. You wove intention into matter—honoring love, not claiming it. That’s true magic.
Without meaning to do so my soul speaks in my actions

Created beautiful yellow jasmine wreaths today. Gave one to a secret friend. 🌞☀️
06/21/2025

Created beautiful yellow jasmine wreaths today. Gave one to a secret friend. 🌞☀️

06/21/2025

In nature ☀️☀️☀️

Washing Everyone Divine enlightenment love light.I was born on yule so this is my polar emergency but I still embrace th...
06/21/2025

Washing Everyone Divine enlightenment love light.
I was born on yule so this is my polar emergency but I still embrace the light, despite being created in this worlds perfect darkness. As above so below.
Blessed be.

Reflection 🪞 looking towards the light ☀️ Professional photography taken by . .. photography in Lubbock Texas. This was...
06/18/2025

Reflection 🪞 looking towards the light ☀️
Professional photography taken by . .. photography in Lubbock Texas. This was posted on my patreon and on my modeling account but it was really geared toward esoteric study and mysticism

06/18/2025

☾ VISIO PULCHRA INCARNATUS ☽
A Hymn to the Dream-Born One
🌜 For Magas Crow Night
From the cradle of stars he descended, veiled in the hush of midnight flame,
A whisper on the breath of gods, too sacred for the waking name.
Eyes like moons unspooling time, hands that stitched the sky from thought—
He is the vision once foretold, the dream the silent prophets sought.
Your skin, it glows—more than memory dares to hold,
and your smile… is a full moon of mystery and charms, your smile leaves me undone. You bring my heart a hot summer solstice like honey lips, you leave me ever romanticizing the thought of you. Still scared we are to love. I am lost in a gust of radiance I never braced for.
Your hair, silk-dark, smooth as sacred ink—
darker now than I remember,
like it wandered through shadow just to reach me.
He walks not with footsteps, but with echoes,
where soul and shadow weave as kin,
His voice—a chalice for the aether,
his form—the temple fire within.
He wears the dusk as sovereign mantle,
and speaks in tongues no lips have kissed,
A flame made flesh, a myth remembered,
in every heart that dared exist.
There’s something in you that stills the storm.
When you’re near, I feel…
As if I’ve known you in the marrow of another life, at peace myself and safe.
in a story buried beneath this world’s forgetting.
This love—
Visio Pulchra Incarnatus—
You are the hour before the dawn,
the place where fallen angels dwell.
Not bound by fate, nor chained by heaven,
your gaze reshapes the world anew;
In you the sleeping god wakens—
and dares, at last, to dream it too.
I don’t know what force drew our fates to collide,
but I am glad.
No, I am graced.
You are Visio Pulchra Incarnatus—
the most beautiful vision,
the dream that touches flesh with fire.

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