Tag: runes
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Dream Journal: 2015-10-18.01
The Shamblings understood. Only they didn’t call it “ingwaz” or “sacrifice” or any of those high-crowned words that would spawn a thousand tweets of faux philosophy and/or ad hominem insults.
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Dream Journal: 2015-10-08.02
“Sacrifice.” That’s the “missing” Ingwaz rune to me. Not senseless sacrifice, though. It’s the sacrifice of the seed to the ground for the harvest later. It’s the sacrifice of the first born of the herd to assure the rest of the lambing season is prosperous. It is the sacrifice of something you have now, so…
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Dream Journal: 2015-10-08.01
Dreamt Odin sat my obstinate ass down and grilled me on the Elder Futhark. I recited them coming and going but each time I thought I spoke them all, I counted only 23. (Fuck. Blum. And his blank rune, too.) “You’re missing something. Find it before someone else does.” Yes, Sir.
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Health
“It’s said that you know of runes.” The voice was filled with bluster and daring. “It’s said I know of many things, some I do, and some I don’t.”, was my reply. “I bring to you a challenge, runesciber. Would you dare to take it?” “And what challenge do you dare call me by that…
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Claiming The Fire
It was easy to get to the foot of the Tree. Above me, the canopy blotted out the stars as it held heavens upon heavens in its boughs. Below me, the roots spread far and wide before descending into the rich earth. I spied little holes here and there. Some were the dens of animals.…
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Another Change in Plans
What did Daddy always tell me? “Don’t trust a drink you didn’t fetch yourself.” True, but that doesn’t apply here. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.” Yea, that’s it. While he was referring to fights (and yes, I do finish all fights that I start and a few that I didn’t start but got caught…
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Dream: Man or Mouse
I knew I was asleep the moment I opened my eyes in the darkness. I did not go gently into the Dreaming, it was quite the tumultuous ride. I was wary but did not feel I could force myself awake right away. I knew I had to wait it out. The floor beneath me was…
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Dream: Beer & Bikers
Movement. Strange colors approach and quickly pass to fade behind me. Vibration. Loudly felt and loudly heard. Am I asleep? A sharp discordant sound wakes me fully and I swerve quickly into the empty neighboring lane. Bah! I was falling asleep on my motorbike! Above me the stars twinkled in gossip. On my right, the…