Among the darkest and most forbidden practices of Middle Eastern black magic lies a ritual so potent and cruel that only a few living sorcerers still dare to perform it. Known only through whispered lineage, this curse is not written in any public manuscript nor offered to those who lack conviction. I was taught this ritual by an 83-year-old shaikh deep in the countryside of Egypt, a man revered and feared in equal measure, who still practices from a weathered stone house surrounded by desert silence. His words were few, his eyes distant, and his warnings clear. This ritual, he said, was not for vengeance alone. It was a final sentence, a curse designed not to harm but to destroy, not to wound but to shatter a person’s very essence. Its origin stretches back centuries, hidden within secret branches of Arabic occultism. It is a curse that brings madness, physical deterioration, and spiritual annihilation. The victim becomes something less than human, broken like a rabid pig wandering in circles, unable to find peace, reason, or release. When this curse takes hold, it does not target one part of the victim’s life, it consumes everything. It begins with the mind. Thoughts twist into paranoia, dreams become nightmares, and the ability to think clearly vanishes. The victim begins to feel watched, haunted, and hunted. Sleep becomes impossible, and rest offers no relief. From the mind, the curse spreads to the body. Pain erupts in the joints, the stomach, the chest, and the eyes. Medical intervention brings no solution. Their skin may pale, their voice may tremble, and weakness takes over their limbs. As the days pass, the decay spreads into the victim’s external world. Finances collapse, relationships break under pressure, and professional...
