How to build a lucky mojo by Hognathan
Find your twins gather common loved, objects from your childhood, as this is closer to your entry into the world, place Tonka beans, ‘molly’, bergamot’, between them, and pour in the clear

St Patricks driving off the toothache serpents by Hognathan
Toothache for anyone escaping abroad is a night mare. The elements seem to be full of serpents. The Egyptians said that toothache was the serpent in the muddy clay of the bank. I found carving, with a compass on a rough heal, the seal of solomon adds gravity to my heals serpent control. (J.H yes, just send the serpent to less painful place.)
Idea One. Flush then out by holding KY jelly in the mouth, and this is where the fun comes in a pebble, this will stop you needing water, so keep your gums dry hopefully.
Idea Two. Close your mouth and suck your bottom lip, against the serpents. Maybe a seal of solomon on the lip outside.
Idea Three. Overdose on 4 asproclear or 4 ibruprofen, at 4 p.m each day, this is medically unadvisable because it makes the stomach bleed, but do it for a while and it helps the next.
Idea Four. Put a knife in your mouth, because the lightning ( and maybe something to do with it ), 'and repeat in a west country accent. This special cornish charm 'Peter, sat on a marble stone weeping, christ came past and said what aileth thee peter, christ my lord my god my tooth doeth ache, arise oh peter go thy way thy tooth shall ache no more.'
Idea Five. Now something St Patrick would have been proud of, tap the back of your heal, clench your teeth, straighten your bones, lie on the ground, to conduct the vibrations, and drive only the painful serpents away from your teeth, possibly drive them to a sharp fall where they will not return for, for sometime, alternatively lie on the ground and let someone dance round your head in a similar way.

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Lost paths by Hognathan
Finding me, 15 years ago, might have been difficult, stepping assuredly along old tracks, unscaped parks, cobbles, castles, where ever I walked. Gave me the idea, I introduced a nightscope, later people strapped lights to their heads, but its not the same in the pitch dark to lose oneself in the past.
I introduced strobing, I think, a slow strobe on the path infront, gives you the unerring, jump into the void of a raspberry bush, it conditions all your responses likewise, which would carry back into normal life.
One day, my blackened figure, clumped down a valley on the Viking way, below a dayglo road, shunted its pelican, a noise chuff, chuff could be tracked over the engines, in the gloom, steam rose from a nose, a dragons, deer like head, 15ft kneck, faun antlers, swept back ears, steam billowing from the jaw, and spouts of steam chuffed out 8 inches into the frosty air, 120ft/3 rings, of body coiled around.

Meanz by Hognathan
In Rome disabled meant, you’d been through the wars, loyal to Rome, and Rome with a future needed you. Basing prosperity on work, is just like communism in a guise. Except you don't give people medals for achievement. Who'd be left in your unskilled town, only the disabled. Old and disabled have no new lump sums, and are not price linked. One mans, success over many is the Meanz. Dim get dimmer, and poorer, just like Moscow.

Heinz ‘The Panther’ by Hognathan
Rolled up fingers, palm out, remove strong physical attacks, so surround your pilots head, with panther hands on long flights, use your forhead to project wish through (palm)