zeeth_kyrah: A pink-tinted lotus flower begins to open, in the background are green lily pads and water (Sacred lotus unfolding)
O angel most high of the doomed and suffering,
Whose wings are stained with the blood of strife unwarranted
And the bearing of the lost and torn to Heaven,
Whose hands hold the wandering to their path,
Whose voice of compassion brings all to order
Be with me who cries out in my heart.

I ask you, Throne of Peace and Justice,
Throne of Sacrifice and Passage,
Throne of Heaven's Will:
Walk beside me, and aid that I might bear
Only the most necessary of pains in this transition;
That I might go where I am most needed for my Way and others';
That I might face the test unburdened by hatred and terror;
That the peace that surpasses all suffering
Lift me up to the Way that I must enter.

O ye who walk in the light and dark,
May you be given the lamp of knowledge and kindness
When mine is insufficient
May you be given the feast of heroes
When I am hungry
May you be sheltered by the powers that aid
When I am uncovered
May you receive the power of the healing Spirit
When I am broken
That when I am in need, you are able to share what is missing
And keep open the way ahead.

When we have walked the path to its end,
O please be honored with me,
Though we know the Duty of the Call;
For is is by the grace of compassionate love that we
Who have conquered in the name of Goodness
Have never walked alone!
zeeth_kyrah: A pink-tinted lotus flower begins to open, in the background are green lily pads and water (Sacred lotus unfolding)
This is my final post. The unicorn who lived in this body is moving on shortly: the moment of Solstice marks the transition. That's just after 6:30pm locally to me.

Amused a bit that it's both summer solstice and a full moon. Quite a rare occurrence.

Here are the details I need to give you:

* I was born female in spirit. I am otherkin unicorn and dragon.
* I was to make games, not sit around staring at my computer for the rest of my life. The incoming soul will be doing other work. I'll be going off to try making games again in my next life.
* I will be born on the same birthday as this life; the new body is already developing.
* I would have been named Merriwether Autumn (or some close variation). I'll retain the Meriwether part as a middle name.
* I am Pagan, as is the new soul. We won't be concelebrating, or if we do it will be over 16 years from now. That said, I don't have to worry about what I will do for religion. I'll have Pagan parents who don't disapprove of psychic abilities or magic.
* I am not your god. Incarnate persons don't need to be gods. I find the idea silly. (Yes, this has come up.)
* Finally, I would like to say that if you don't see the game "Call of the Unicorn" within 40 years, the whole thing has been called off. Trust me, you'll know which game is the real one.

Now, I leave you with the last detail of this incarnate life that I am allowed to pass on:

I am the Awakening Unicorn. Heroes are my friends, heroes for justice and honor, truth and kindness.

The Poni way (and yes, there is a reason I wrote it like that) is my way as well.

I'll see you all on the flip side.
zeeth_kyrah: A glowing white and blue anthropomorphic horse stands before a pink and blue sky. (Default)
There was a time when unicorns did not exist, before the days of Mankind. In that time were four gods, two of whom were male and one of whom was female. The fourth was without gender.

The non-gendered god said, "I will make of my spirit a place where all are welcome."

The male god who was of forests said, "I approve, and will join my realm to this one."

The male god who was of places unwild said, "Let that place be there; for the ordered lands are mine, and I cannot abide those who do not follow my law."

The woman nodded, and said, "I will be in all these places, and give them life."

So the realm of Faery was formed... )
zeeth_kyrah: A glowing white and blue anthropomorphic horse stands before a pink and blue sky. (Default)
I hate having to live someone else's life.

Figuring my life out was hard enough the first time. Having to do it again halfway through is worse.

And yes, that's Cracked, the magazine that was every pre-teen's school-age MAD Magazine wannabe. These days, it's the humorists who are telling the truth.

Sacred clowns, everywhere I look. If only they had been listened to.

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