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Goofer Dust


For a year I debated with the decision of adding this powder into my website. Every single time I told my self not to do it. I believe in the power of ill intentions, I know there is evil people out there that will inevitably use this dust for the wrong reasons. Having said that, I can not deny the punishment this product will bring upon the wrong doers, the pedophiles, abusers, rapists, criminals. I came to the conclusion that I must rather help the abused, the people thats under oppression and suffering, the victims of violence and rape, etc... than sit here and debate for another year the selling of this product.

The Cemetery Dirt used in this recipe comes from a very sacred place, and it carries all the suffering and thirst for justice of the Spirits that linger within its soil.

I asked for their permission and offerings were giving, so I ask of you to treat this Dust with the outmost respect. Understand that if you are justified they will help you if you just ask, but if you are not, your evil will find it self back to you!

YOU HAVE BEN WARNED



Goofer-Dust BY THOMAS LUX (dirt stolen from an infant’s grave around midnight) Do not try to take it from my child’s grave, nor from the grave of my childhood, nor from any infant’s grave I guard—voodoo, juju, boo-hoo rites calling for it or not! This dust, this dirt, will not be taken at dawn or noon or at the dusky time, and if you approach this sacred place near midnight, then I will chop, one by one, your fingers off with which you do your harm. Goofer-dust: if you want it, if you need it, then erect downwind from a baby’s grave a fine-meshed net and gather it one-half grain, a flaky mote, an infinitesimally small fleck of a flake at a time and in such a way it is given to you by the day, the wind, the world, it is given to you, thereby diminishing the need to steal this dirt displaced by a child in a child’s grave.



BLACK DUST BLUES

by Ma Rainey


It was way last year, when my trouble began

It was way last year, when my trouble began

I had done quarrelled with a woman, she said I took her man


She sent me a letter, said she's gonna turn me round

She sent me a letter, said she's gonna turn me round

She's gonna fix me up so I won't chase her man around


I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before

I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before

Lord, I was out one morning, found black dust all round my door


I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet

I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet

Throwing dust about the house whenever I tried to eat


Black dust in my window, black dust on my porch mat

Black dust in my window, black dust on my porch mat

Black dust's got me walking on all fours like a cat


Check out my Goofer Dust



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Ruby
Ruby
Feb 01, 2022

Is there supposed to be a recipe for the Goode dust or

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