Full of coffee, empty of waking
I hear in echo a longing
Half ‘membered voice touches within
“Come, it’s time to go, to go.
Come, it’s time to go.”
Continue reading “Prose: Because I Had Dared To Go”
Changed the template and color scheme. Increased contrast between text and background. Changed font.
Still the same ol’ drivel, however. Just easier for the brain to recognize how bad it is.
This dream occurred in the afternoon of March 5th, 2010. It is my first entry to the Birch Grove, the same where I broke the bindrune. A close friend remarked, in that rendition, I appeared oddly vulnerable. I certainly feel vulnerable posting this. But the writing has remained tucked away long enough, and now demands to be revealed. In time, I’ll move the rendition to the proper posting date.
Continue reading “Dream: Verdant Mound”
I sometimes wonder if my mishmash of magick styles is self-defeating. I bounce between base elemental, theurgy, thaumaturgy, ceremonial, chaos, planetary, and my own bastard spice.
I’ve assumed godheads, and yet am the thrall of a god. Quite the contradiction, it appears. Yet it works for me.
I suppose, in the end, that’s what matters. Am I doing what works for me? Yes. Then I should stop worrying about it.
Wait, you’re promoting SOMEONE ELSE?
Yup. He’s having a giveaway. Good stuff. Quite tantalizing. Entry is a shameless plug. Required link: http://runesoup.com/2010/11/blog-giveaway-and-its-not-shit/
So I can stop reading this post here, then?
Yes. Stop reading. Because you should totally follow the link. And read the rest of his blog.
Continue reading “Shameless Plug: Rune Soup”
Laid down for an afternoon nap. The past couple nights have not been kind to me, and I needed a quick recharge. I laid down in my bed, alone in the house. The sound suddenly shifts around me, the air becomes cooler, and I get the sense I am not alone.
I reach out and feel I am laying on a bundle of freshly cut branches, covered with a cloth. I didn’t remember falling asleep. I merely closed my eyes and I was no longer in my home.
Opening my eyes, I prop on one arm to see I am laying on a green cloth, but with my pillow and my blanket with me. I hear a noise over me and turn towards the source.
Continue reading “Dream: Breaking The Bindrune”
I’ve received a few emails asking how I put the ASK bindrune together. I suck at teaching, but good at showing, so below is a quick graphic showing how the three runes were assembled. Note that Ansuz was turned over to face left rather than right.
Continue reading “Bindrune: ASK Deconstruction & Observations”
Did some digging and found how to post “summaries” to the main page. So those occasional long posts (read: 95%) will have a few paragraphs to allow you, dear reader, to determine if clicking through to another two thousand word monstrosity is worthwhile.
I’ll be going back through the (thankfully) short archives and adding the feature to all the long posts. Eventually. Once I finish the day’s chores. Nevermind, all done. If I missed a post, let me know. I’ll get it if I don’t get distracted by NaNoWriMo or Kitsu Saga.
If you see anything particularly egregious, or have suggestions for widgets that would improve readability, drop me a line or leave a comment. I can’t fluff my ego if I have no one reading, after all.
I didn’t mean to start anything. It wasn’t my intention! At least the bartender knows I wasn’t instigating. I almost started a fight at the bar, and all I did to provoke it, was leave!
All done for the night, buzz come and gone, I said my goodbye’s to my tablemates and made for the door. On my way, I passed a male couple leaning on each other in that intimate way. I had seen them earlier before. The taller one is talky and animated. His boyfriend is as stocky as he is short, and generally quiet. They generally keep to themselves in the back of the floor.
This night, their preferred seats are already taken. So they hold their refuge by the back door. Lots of traffic there, but mostly the people walking by have done their socializing, so few interruptions. This night, I am parked by the back door, so that is my chosen route for departure.
The talky one suddenly reaches out and grabs my arm, “Hey wait!” I’m in view of my friends, so I don’t worry. “I don’t want to yell this, lean over, please.” Ah, my curiosity. I lean over, and in a voice just loud enough for me to hear, he says, “Just wanted to tell you, you’re cute and pretty.” I stand up and look at him. “I’m sure you’ve heard it before, from your friends, but I wanted to tell you myself. Good night.”
Continue reading “Idling: On Love, Relationships, & Chains”
Just a little reminder of a little something that gently tapped me on the cheek this morning. Having been admonished not to be so reclusive about something that is ubiquitous, I expose my doodle for your amusement.
The first thing that strikes me about my arrangement, is Ingwaz and Berkana are staring back at me. That is an interesting pair to have sneak up on a bindrune made for intensity. It doesn’t help that this was inspired by Sol, Venus, and Mercury!
I fixed comments, so fire away!
P.S. I just now noticed, the rune letters spell “ask”. Red herring? Or a different way to look at it?
P.P.S. I also see three Kenaz’s, blocked by an Isa. Talk about Unintended Consequences!