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You say mistake, Ï̶̢̡̢͇͎̞̘̳̤̫̥̖̩̮̪̞͋̓͒̊͆̽ ̵͓̙̯̦̥̬̦͖́͌̍͐͑͑̈̋̄̚̕͡ͅş̵̡̢̛̮͓̮̥̲͈͚̮̫̗̗̻͊͆̓̇͆͆̏͌ą̵̛̯̥̭͕̱̣͍̜̫̈́̅͊̾̈́̈́̈͐̌̚̚͜y̴̭͍̮̲̮̗̫̜̥͍̹̠̌̅̇́̔̃͌̌̓̀̌̕̚͟ͅ ̸̺̇̃͂̾͗̾͐͑̀̈́̽̅̀̕͝w̷̡̫̼̫̗͖̗͐̽̑̽͜é̵̛̤̗̳̐̉̀̇̓̀̊̉̈́͐͡l̷̨̺͇͓͗́͌̀̾̾͂̊͡l̸̢̦̭̅̔̾̐̌͆͂͛̊̇͗̐̕̚͡͝ ̵͎̙͓͍͙̺͕̰̩͂̎́d̵̠̮͋̄̂̂́̀̅̏̍͊̈́̚ǭ̶̨̟̳̦̝͑̊́́͊̐͌͐͐͌͋͘͝͡n̸̡̡̡̦̣̘̜̼͖̠̗͗͛͗̆͑͌̅̊́͘e̸͍͎̘̍̆̔́̋͛͗̕͠͠.̵̬̬̬̝͑͗͟͟ ̶̬̝̰̠̦̱̣̞̎ͅ

Yes, I would like to live deliciously.

“Heard you been talking shit.”

I don't get it.

OP just wanted to live deliciously, maybe with a taste of butter.

Hey now I have a fren. 🐐

I said this sounds "bad for me", "bad. for. me."

There’s a reason it works on intentions because then, it’s independent of language.

Study Esperanto instead.

sommoned an ikea table by accident

RECTUS

DOMINUS

That's the clincher. Goat or demon doesn't matter. I'm gonna try my hand at duolingo

The idea that Latin is the language of magic sounds like some Victorian bowdlerisation, entrenching the public school system that trained the administrative classes of the British Empire as having not only worldly but esoteric significance, and/or fetishisations of that era by those too conservative to look beyond. Before, they would use (actual and/or made-up) Hebrew or Arabic (orientalism, IKR?), or actual constructed languages or pastiches thereof occultists believed existed and had magical significance, like John Dee’s Enochian.

I would imagine that, if magic in the spell-casting sense existed, it would be in an ancient language the last of whose speakers died unfathomably long ago. Perhaps imperfect fragments had been passed down for millennia like script-kiddie sploits, gradually degrading with each transcription; perhaps, every so often, some sensitive soul would get a dream-revelation of long-lost parts of it. It would not be a language adjacent to the corridors of power, and would not be Latin, Classical Greek, Sanskrit or anything with worldly prestige (perhaps the scions of wealth would learn something supposed to be it at Eton, or the well-connected in sufficiently advanced Masonic initiations, but these would be either completely made up or else so mangled that they may as well be). Perhaps there’d be some of the old language in what linguists speculatively call Proto-Indo-European, though it may have died out long before this; surviving remnants of lost language groups like Basque would be more likely to have fragments of it, though even that would be grasping at straws. Though some would say that it somehow lives on in, of all places, the chaotic and insalubrious creoles, argots and cryptolects of the most wretched slums, travelling among the hidden networks of superstitions, resistance movements and informal economies in ways that would have kept H. P. Lovecraft awake.