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🌀 Through the Mirror
When the Mask Refuses to Come Off
Sometimes after Halloween, we realize the mask fits a little too well. Maybe that witch, that demon, that slutty priest — wasn’t just a costume.
There’s a strange relief in letting your shadows play dress-up. The costume gave them permission to breathe. Now, when you try to peel it off, a little voice whispers, “Keep me.”
That’s okay. The point of shadow work isn’t to destroy what’s dark — it’s to dance with it until you can’t tell who’s leading.
So this week, don’t rush to put your light back on. Let the trickster, the temptress, the fool linger. They’re all you. They’ve just been waiting for a night when you’d stop pretending not to burn.
Shadow Moral: The parts you hide throw the best parties.
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☿ Forecast for the Fried
The Cosmic Lost & Found
This week’s sky hums with retrieval energy.
The waning Moon drifts from Leo’s drama to Virgo’s cleanup crew, while Mercury whispers through Scorpio’s confession booth.
Pieces of you are scattered everywhere — old lovers, dead timelines, forgotten playlists. The cosmos is calling them home.
Take one breath and reclaim something: a dream you left unread, a hobby that used to make your fingers hum, a version of you that still believes in weird magic.
Ritual Tip: When you find a lost fragment, don’t just integrate it — flirt with it.
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🛍️ Dispatches from the Cult
Cult Edition 001: The Six Truths of Dankmor
Drop Date: 🜂 November 1 — Limited Run
The first apparel drop is coming, and it’s everything your higher self warned you about.
Six shirts. Six spells. One absurdly enlightened cult.
Each one’s a wearable mantra, printed on soft vintage cotton with a hidden mushroom sigil peeking from the void. Whether you’re confronting your demons or just trying to find your lighter, this collection was conjured for you.
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Shadow Work, But Stoned
The Dankmor creed itself.
For everyone who’s done therapy — but with incense burning, music looping, and the munchies hitting right as enlightenment arrives.
White text on black, Zen Dots font, secret mushroom in the O.
It’s not just a shirt. It’s a mood stabilizer made of cotton.
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My Ancestors Think I’m Hilarious
Honor the lineage, roast yourself at the altar.
This one’s for witches, Fae, and other mystical misfits who suspect their dead relatives are laughing along.
Cream print on midnight blue, soft-washed, sigil hidden under the s.
Perfect for séances, brunch, or both.
🜞 The full collection — including Currently Ascending, Please Hold, Consent Is My Love Language, Main Character in My Trauma Era, and Be the Glitch You Wish to See in the Simulation — drops November 1st at Shop.Dankmor.com.
Only a few dozen of each design exist. After that, they vanish into myth (or eBay).
☿ Shadow Moral:
If you’re going to join a cult, at least make sure it has good merch.
👉 Get first access on Nov 1 at Shop.Dankmor.com
Follow @DankmorTheDank for behind-the-veil previews.
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🜂 Meme of the Week
You can’t outrun your shadow, babe. It does squats.
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