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Welcome, Friends, Cousins, and fellow Wayfarers wandering a world in distress, to the Wayfarer’s Tavern. I’m Mormhran the Libertarian Bard rectifying the language of liberty and life from both libertarian and pagan perspectives. Today I discuss Blessings and Curses

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Just a Blessing

Blessings and curses, are they just words or something more powerful? Just ask any Conjure Doctor about certain words spoken with the right heart behind them.

Three choices with obstacles:
work with them;
work around them;
destroy them.

“I don’t understand,” Richie said. “It’s just a blessing.”

“Oh, but they are words, my cousin. Just ask Aunt Debbie about certain words spoken with the right heart behind them. That is part of why we are trying to steer the gang away from some words of power. I mean, think about this afternoon. I was about to quote Confucius, let our little lady know that she was being too familiar for a lady. Did you see how quickly she changed with just one word? In fact, right now there is a former cop waiting trial because of a few words softly spoken by the right heart.”


“He and his friends barged into the Ocelot Land to wreck havoc and ruin a happy show. Man pulled a gun on me, I had it in my hand, and turned it around, ready to end it. My father simply asked me to hand him the gun. That’s it. Now, the man will stand trial, instead of feeding worms. The power of the right word, spoken with the right heart. Well, liniment, bed, then dinner.”

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To bless is to offer help. To curse is to accuse and bind. Most people use words to bring themselves closer to either the people around them, or the position they wish for. For most of these people a curse or cuss word is just energy spent, emotions dissipated, desires met.

For those of us who relate to nature, to magic as intelligent blessings and curses are linguistic manifestations of deep emotional needs. Often, we will do either as an act, not just a phrase falling from our mouth. “May goddess bless you,” Is all fine and dandy, until that’s all you do. Words, on their own, will not plant crops, built homes, provide jobs, pay bills. Words alone will do hardly more than burn calories and help us feel good, without really doing anything good. If that’s all you want to do, then a hearty “Frack you” could do more because now they might walk away and never return. Oh, and more calories burned, and if drama is added, better feelings.

The good libertarian, I mean, Samaritan didn’t tell the wounded traveler, “Go with god and be blessed.” They did the most libertarian thing he could think of, mended a wound and tended the wounded. Yes, libertarian, because the investment might not seem profitable on face value. One day, however, that wounded traveler might see that Samaritan on the road in much need of help with similar bandits, and offer help in their own way.

There it is, isn’t it? A blessing is an investment in future gain, though not always financial in nature. And curses, again an investment, either in justice or self-defense. Think about who you would curse, the innocent child rolling in the streets after their balls? Or the sorry excuse of an adult who just reported your kid for using cannabis? “My child did you no harm and you would lock them away and ruin their life for it? Fai on you, Sir, Fai on ….” Sorry, getting carried away, here.

Because a word is a promise, we are not likely to offer either blessing or curse unless we are ready to back it up with action. It’s like pulling a trigger on an empty crossbow stock.

Then again, sometimes a soft word can be the bolt from a crossbow, letting a fresh option enter a list of choices. Or better yet, “Son, let me have the gun,” can change the world, for everyone, maybe for the better.

Forgive, oh Muse, this clumsy tongue
and let him learn,
let him accept who he is,
let him grow from that,
let him live again.

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I’m Mormhran the Libertarian Bard hammering out liberty and love between the gods, ancestors, my cousins and friends, all over the world. I’m PODcasting from the Pleiades star cluster in the western heart of Riverside County of California.

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Were we to put thirteen pagans, heathens, druids and Jediists into a hot tub and ask them this question we would get a self-cleaning coven and fifteen answers, with none knowing where the fourteenth came from. Someone like me would struggle and badly sift the whole into a singular answer. I’ve heard much the same happening among libertarians. Please, take that into account while enjoying this essay.

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