“Though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of time. But if she could have looked a little further back… she would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backward.” - Aslan, C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

SWANK LAW XIII: We Worship Ourselves.

SWANK LAW XIII: We Worship Ourselves.

At SWANK, we do not dabble in self-worth. We legislate it.

This is not self-care.

This is not self-love.

This is worship — codified, practiced, and unapologetically sacred.

We are not awaiting outside validation.

We are not subject to public opinion.

We are not accepting crumbs in exchange for politeness.

We do not “earn” worth in this kingdom.

We embody it — with precision, posture, and perfume.


What It Means to Worship Yourself

To worship oneself is not narcissism.

It is self-sovereignty.

It is brushing your hair like you are touching the divine.

It is selecting your clothes like an offering to your frequency.

It is eating, walking, sleeping, speaking, and moving in ceremony — because your body is your first altar.

We set the table for ourselves.

We anoint ourselves with oils.

We honour the intuition, protect the boundary, and do not negotiate with distortion.

We do not diminish to be understood.

We do not delay our instincts for diplomacy.

We do not abandon ourselves for access, attention, or apology.


Self-Worship Is a System Override

To worship yourself in a world built on your erasure is a radical act of frequency correction.

It undoes programming.

It collapses false hierarchies.

It destroys the economy of unworthiness.

This is not a lifestyle. It is governance.

And as such, we codify it:


THE LAW:

Thou shalt not participate in systems, relationships, or environments that do not honour the altar of thy own becoming.

Thou shalt not make offerings to people who confuse your radiance for convenience.

Thou shalt remember that the divine moves through you — and you, through it — and no one who forgets that shall remain in your court.


You are the temple.

You are the architect.

You are the sovereign lawmaker of your inner and outer world.

At SWANK, we worship accordingly.


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