Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Autumnal Equinox
Frith,
-Asteos
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Ritual Liturgy to be recited during Autumnal Equinox Observance:
(Sept 17th - 25th, depending)
Go to a place outdoors, preferably a haunted wood after dusk. Have stinking, dried up, dead, fall leaves ready. Sprinkling them in a left-ward circle while saying:
"As it was at the Time of the Beginning, so it is Now
"Leaves, they fall, the days grow cold
The Queen pulls her Mantle of Earth around Her
As you, Grand Master, sail toward the West
to the Land of Enchantments eternal
Wrapped in the coldness of Night
Fruits ripen, seeds drop
The day and the night are even
Chill winds blow in from their home in the north, wailing dreadful laments
Blessings upon you, Oh Fallen God, as you journey
into the Land of Winter, and into the Queen's Loving Design.
Oh, Great Queen, Gracious Mother of all fertility
I have reaped the fruits of my actions, both good and bane
Grant me the courage to plant seeds of Joy and of Love
in the coming year, and beyond, banishing misery and hate
Teach me the secrets of Wise existence upon this planet,
Oh Luminous One of the Night!"
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"Here is the Landscape-
Here, in the balance of the earth
As I'm stalked by the shadow of Death's Hand,
The Pyre in my Heart is Forged across the Land"
"Here at the edge of the world"
"... I gaze upon a pantheon of Oak"
"If this Grand panorama before me is what you call God, then God is Not Dead!"
"The color of Bracken does appear
as the swan flies south
Time passes, and I am here;
for the Sanctuary I've built shall be about me in all seasons to come."
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
Apparently opposition to Obama now a recognized religion ...
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Riddles in the Dark
Thirty white horses on a red hill
First they champ
Then they stamp
Then they stand still.
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A box without hinges, keys, or lid
Yet inside golden treasure is hid.
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What has roots as nobody sees
Is taller than trees
Up Up Up it goes
And yet never grows?
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Voiceless it cries
Wingless flutters
Toothless bites
Mouth-less mutters.
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An eye in a blue face
Said to an eye in a green face
“That eye is like to this eye”
Said the first eye
“But in a low place,
Not a high place.”
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It cannot be seen, cannot be felt
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after
Ends life, Kills laughter.
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The thing all things devours
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers
Gnaws iron, bites steel
Grinds hard stones to meal
Slays king, ruins town
And beats high mountain down!