A last hurrah
Jun. 19th, 2016 05:03 pmThis 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.
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.
Channeling: Starseed species
May. 28th, 2016 09:57 pmSo, Universe wishes me to channel this information tonight, after watching Zootopia with a couple of friendly gods riding along in my head to watch a human movie with me.
These are the sizes, names, and locations of seventeen species humans will learn of, including ourselves, once we enter the galactic community and look around for a while:
( Expect things you may think are fiction, but are not )
These are the sizes, names, and locations of seventeen species humans will learn of, including ourselves, once we enter the galactic community and look around for a while:
( Expect things you may think are fiction, but are not )
Universal words for mythic beings
Apr. 30th, 2016 09:28 pmIt appears that there is no language on Earth that does not have words of some kind for the following spirits or myth-related beings:
Dragon (Nagas are different creature but a related word, and not worldwide)
Unicorn (One-horn, Hornhorse, Ki-Rin)
Sphynx (Shedu, Xiao-Dao)
Ghost (meaning the spirit of a dead person)
Vampire (Barghest and Leucrotta are name-eater or mind-eater, Russalka is spirit-eater, most of the rest are said to eat blood)
Chlurichaun (Little Man, Wee Folk, The Help)
Dwarf (meaning a shrunken or short human; for the fae dwarf, see Chlurichaun)
Moon Dog (Fu Dog)
Wendigo (Yeti)
Satyr
Faun (Kangaroo counts as a type of deer)
Sorceror (a user of magics, typically with some inherent power and some external or ritual power)
Oddly enough, there are languages which do not have words for Gryphon; Khemetic is one of them. However, there is a word in Khemetic for the actual star-people from whom gryphons come, referring to a baboon-faced god (the Xabinar look like they have baboon-like faces) -- but this word is actually Persian. I was not able to channel it.
Satyrs are goat people, Fauns are deer people; Sheep people are a different group, not known worldwide. The sheep people are, however, known to Asians and some Europeans, as well as a group in the Central and South American continents. They are not originally known in Africa, though North America does have Bighorn sheep from which to derive a people. Australia, as usual, has no word for the non-marsupial ungulate.
If you include the Bog-man, then Mummy is also a worldwide-known thing. Bog-men are effectively a wetlands mummy, since the bodies are sufficiently preserved to be recognized as such.
Dragon (Nagas are different creature but a related word, and not worldwide)
Unicorn (One-horn, Hornhorse, Ki-Rin)
Sphynx (Shedu, Xiao-Dao)
Ghost (meaning the spirit of a dead person)
Vampire (Barghest and Leucrotta are name-eater or mind-eater, Russalka is spirit-eater, most of the rest are said to eat blood)
Chlurichaun (Little Man, Wee Folk, The Help)
Dwarf (meaning a shrunken or short human; for the fae dwarf, see Chlurichaun)
Moon Dog (Fu Dog)
Wendigo (Yeti)
Satyr
Faun (Kangaroo counts as a type of deer)
Sorceror (a user of magics, typically with some inherent power and some external or ritual power)
Oddly enough, there are languages which do not have words for Gryphon; Khemetic is one of them. However, there is a word in Khemetic for the actual star-people from whom gryphons come, referring to a baboon-faced god (the Xabinar look like they have baboon-like faces) -- but this word is actually Persian. I was not able to channel it.
Satyrs are goat people, Fauns are deer people; Sheep people are a different group, not known worldwide. The sheep people are, however, known to Asians and some Europeans, as well as a group in the Central and South American continents. They are not originally known in Africa, though North America does have Bighorn sheep from which to derive a people. Australia, as usual, has no word for the non-marsupial ungulate.
If you include the Bog-man, then Mummy is also a worldwide-known thing. Bog-men are effectively a wetlands mummy, since the bodies are sufficiently preserved to be recognized as such.
Four stones, four unicorns
Mar. 16th, 2016 08:37 pmSome of you may have heard that Earth has entered a new Age of spirit. This occurs each time Earth's rotational pole aligns with the center of the galaxy, and the half-Age when the pole is furthers away. The precessional cycle which assures this takes about 37,000 years to occur, so the half-Age is about 17,000 away.
It is a unicorn Age.
There are a few issues being worked out. However, thing is, everyone assumed there was ONE unicorn per Age, and they wanted one they knew about and thought they could control.
Unicorns come in fours. They are deer people, not horse people... though Epona, Mother of Horses, is also their mother. Because of this, unicorns can hide as horses or deer. And the primary unicorn of the Age cannot be controlled, because she represents the Age: Dream, whose art is Vision, Inspiration, and Play.
Without further ado, four stones, for the four unicorns of the Age:
For Pukkha the Elder (THE Pukkha), the History: Sidionite, a rainbow of agate in obsidian; for he is the Keeper of the Rainbow Promise. He is blue, with dark hue; he looks black in most lighting.
For Dream the Child, the Future: Larimar in platinum; for she is the gateway to the stars. She is red, with highlights; she looks chestnut in color, but can also be pinkish.
For Horse Woman the Spirit, the Dark (for Humanity refused their Medicine): Agate in all its colors, but separate; for she was torn from her purpose. She is yellow or dun colored as a unicorn.
For Tara the Mature, the Light: Quartz in gold; for in her is beauty eternal. She is white, though as a human she is a red-haired Irish woman.
At the half-Age, Horse Woman and Tara have agreed to change places, as they wanted before. At that time, their stones may change. Other changes are very likely to occur, but it is not for me to predict at this time.
Note on the namings:
* Unicorns come in fours. Each represents an aspect of life (Youth, Maturity, Elderhood, Death/Spirit), each represents an aspect of the Age (Future, Light, History, Dark). These are independent but interrelated; for example, Future usually is also Youth, while Dark is usually Spirit, but it is not unknown for the aspects to be mixed.
** Note also, Light and Dark are NOT Good or Evil, but themselves. You are forewarned.
Note on the stones:
* Sidionite is also called Xochi stone, and is a new stone for the Age. It will be found in volcanic regions, particularly those with mineral-rich land from which agate forms. It is a very high-energy shamanic stone, also associated with the Rainbow People and Quetzlcouatl, WHO IS Pukkha (and a shapeshifter). Rainbow People are healers, and because of this their energy is balanced fully.
* Larimar is a recently-found stone from the Caribbean. It is mostly sky-blue or clouded. It is a very high-frequency faery-aligned stone, pure unicorn energy. Platinum is the best metal for setting it, as it is a very high-frequency metal; silver is a limiter, being a medium-frequency metal, and iron or copper often interfere with its energies since they are low-frequency metals. Gold is aligned with dragon energies rather than unicorn, which is a different set of frequencies: less inspirational and more performative. Dream is otherkin (mythic) when she incarnates as a human, though she may not always appear to be unicorn, as she is a shapeshifter.
* Agate is a natural stone which is good for healing, and which will help support all therians, shapeshifters, and pooka-aligned beings (animal-type persons, including furries). Horse Woman is therian when she incarnates as a human, though there may be hints of other forms if you watch, for she is a shapeshifter.
* Quartz set in gold or with gold inclusions is a very high-frequency stone, particularly clear lithium quartz, which is a dragon-energy stone. The goddess Tara is already known to be associated with dragons and unicorns; what was less well-known is that she is herself a unicorn and a dragon. AND a shapeshifter, as one might surmise.
It is a unicorn Age.
There are a few issues being worked out. However, thing is, everyone assumed there was ONE unicorn per Age, and they wanted one they knew about and thought they could control.
Unicorns come in fours. They are deer people, not horse people... though Epona, Mother of Horses, is also their mother. Because of this, unicorns can hide as horses or deer. And the primary unicorn of the Age cannot be controlled, because she represents the Age: Dream, whose art is Vision, Inspiration, and Play.
Without further ado, four stones, for the four unicorns of the Age:
For Pukkha the Elder (THE Pukkha), the History: Sidionite, a rainbow of agate in obsidian; for he is the Keeper of the Rainbow Promise. He is blue, with dark hue; he looks black in most lighting.
For Dream the Child, the Future: Larimar in platinum; for she is the gateway to the stars. She is red, with highlights; she looks chestnut in color, but can also be pinkish.
For Horse Woman the Spirit, the Dark (for Humanity refused their Medicine): Agate in all its colors, but separate; for she was torn from her purpose. She is yellow or dun colored as a unicorn.
For Tara the Mature, the Light: Quartz in gold; for in her is beauty eternal. She is white, though as a human she is a red-haired Irish woman.
At the half-Age, Horse Woman and Tara have agreed to change places, as they wanted before. At that time, their stones may change. Other changes are very likely to occur, but it is not for me to predict at this time.
Note on the namings:
* Unicorns come in fours. Each represents an aspect of life (Youth, Maturity, Elderhood, Death/Spirit), each represents an aspect of the Age (Future, Light, History, Dark). These are independent but interrelated; for example, Future usually is also Youth, while Dark is usually Spirit, but it is not unknown for the aspects to be mixed.
** Note also, Light and Dark are NOT Good or Evil, but themselves. You are forewarned.
Note on the stones:
* Sidionite is also called Xochi stone, and is a new stone for the Age. It will be found in volcanic regions, particularly those with mineral-rich land from which agate forms. It is a very high-energy shamanic stone, also associated with the Rainbow People and Quetzlcouatl, WHO IS Pukkha (and a shapeshifter). Rainbow People are healers, and because of this their energy is balanced fully.
* Larimar is a recently-found stone from the Caribbean. It is mostly sky-blue or clouded. It is a very high-frequency faery-aligned stone, pure unicorn energy. Platinum is the best metal for setting it, as it is a very high-frequency metal; silver is a limiter, being a medium-frequency metal, and iron or copper often interfere with its energies since they are low-frequency metals. Gold is aligned with dragon energies rather than unicorn, which is a different set of frequencies: less inspirational and more performative. Dream is otherkin (mythic) when she incarnates as a human, though she may not always appear to be unicorn, as she is a shapeshifter.
* Agate is a natural stone which is good for healing, and which will help support all therians, shapeshifters, and pooka-aligned beings (animal-type persons, including furries). Horse Woman is therian when she incarnates as a human, though there may be hints of other forms if you watch, for she is a shapeshifter.
* Quartz set in gold or with gold inclusions is a very high-frequency stone, particularly clear lithium quartz, which is a dragon-energy stone. The goddess Tara is already known to be associated with dragons and unicorns; what was less well-known is that she is herself a unicorn and a dragon. AND a shapeshifter, as one might surmise.
Earlier, as in several months/years earlier, I was channeling species names and came up with "Xabiphon" for gryphons' actual incarnate People and their self-name.
It turns out, I misheard. The correct name for the Starseed spirits whose representative creature is the gryphon, is "Xabinar".
For several others, please see the post I made on starseeds.net, with a similar subject line:
Species names, locations, genetic form
It turns out, I misheard. The correct name for the Starseed spirits whose representative creature is the gryphon, is "Xabinar".
For several others, please see the post I made on starseeds.net, with a similar subject line:
Species names, locations, genetic form
Location noted
Oct. 22nd, 2015 09:33 pmSo as I was out tonight, I learned why I like to look at the constellation Orion, and why it has more meaning for me than the Big and Little Dippers (or Bears):
Arastke is just a few fingers' width to the right of Orion's belt. I've been looking at Home the whole time.
Arastke is just a few fingers' width to the right of Orion's belt. I've been looking at Home the whole time.
The four types of dragon
Jul. 22nd, 2015 11:15 pm* Dinosaur (particularly carnivorous types) - from Earth. Uncommon but well-known. Egg-laying, (mostly) meat-eating, mostly aggressive, and mostly territorial. Known in many cases to have feathers, scales, and forelimb wings; has a "tail body" (hindquarters neural cluster) but no chakra for it. The least interested in Earthly wealth, the most in "shinies". One of the two primary "reptilian" aliens. Most well-known, includes "feathered dragons" and similar creatures, as well as "terror beasts". Being of Earth, they have little or no interest in hiding themselves in any way, and are often the most free in discussing their Otherkin nature when incarnate.
* Dra'khan - from the star which formed the stellar gas void called the Local Bubble, and distributed across the Milky Way galaxy. Carry fetuses to term, live birth. Omnivorous despite carnivorous dentation, social and communal, prone to wandering in early adulthood. Smooth skin, fur and hairy mane, bat-like wings on their backs; color-changing spots on face below their eyes, an internal eye in the skull (literal third eye), and tail body with chakra. The most interested in wisdom, the least in material possessions (though this may change due to recent developments elsewhere); the most like humans emotionally. The primary protectors of culture and wisdom on Earth. Most Dra'khan are shape-shifters who have had many other forms and incarnations (at least five).
* Sirian - from Akh-Nazhdur (the Lesser Magellanic Cloud), entered the Milky Way through the Gate at Sirius Alpha/Beta. Egg-laying, omnivorous, emotionally distant, highly capitalistic. Four eyes, leathery skin with scaly regions, reptilian visage, known to worship leather-winged angels and gods. The most interested in Earthly wealth, the least in emotional connection. One of the two primary "reptilian" aliens. The most well-known of draconic types, Sirians are possessive and hierarchical regarding power and wealth. Most Sirians wear masks to hide their true nature and prevent human spirits from assaulting them.
* Arcturan - from the star Arcturus. Carry eggs to term, live birth (shark-like). Highly communal but also socially divided, omnivorous, prone to oversharing, known for facial whiskers/barbels. Not strongly religious, but may develop affiliation or affection for a particular philosophy. The most interested in daily life, the least in claiming territory. The least well-known of draconic types, Arcturans are more interested in scientific advancement and cultural phenomena than in hoarding and personal power. Most Arcturans are uninterested in hiding, but will cover themselves to avoid unwanted notice.
* Note on wyvern - Wyverns *are* in fact dragons, but only if dinosaurs count. "Wyvern" is the name given to dragons with forelimb wings and no back-mounted wings. That means that most winged dinosaurs count as wyverns.
Creatures occasionally mistaken for dragon:
* Peryton - an antlered, often winged, great deer. Sirian in origin, the peryton is the "questing beast" by which these people prefer to prove their hunting prowess. Also the origin of the Arthurian Questing Beast in Britain and northern France -- in this case, a peryton in "nightmare" form due to severe spirit-body injury. Some perytons are depicted as bipedal with forelimb wings, but the original was/is quadrupedal.
* Chimaera - The original Chimaera (pronounced "ki-MEHR-ah") was a god of Phoenicia, a Mediterranean island nation conquered by the Greeks. His porfolio included dreams, shapeshifting, and life-path guidance. Like Medusa, the goddess of beauty whose oracles handled snakes (in many cultures thought to bear wisdom) and wore masks to frighten evil spirits, his cult was silenced and his likeness was turned into a monster instead of a beautiful human who could take on several forms.
* Hydra and basilisk - The hydra and the basilisk are actually giant serpents, in their original form. The Lernaean hydra originated from the Amphisbaena, the two-headed snake served by the oracle of Hermes, merely boosted to monstrous aspect. Hydras are often depicted as if they were dinosaurs with multiple heads due to the legend of Hercules; however, the hydra is the same creature as the basilisk, merely from different cultures! The Harry Potter stories and movies got this one right. Typically a basilisk (and thus a hydra if it's not merely a giant lizard or snake) is said to have poisonous breath and/or bite, a gaze that can turn the unwary to stone (or rather, petrify with fear!) if one's will is not strong enough, and fangs that can pierce the strongest bronze shields and armor. This legend originated, oddly enough, with Komodo dragons, the Earthly lizards with a septic bite strong enough to kill a large animal in a day.
* Manticore - The manticore (or mantegor, for Romans) is a Pvilan beast with the face of a man, the strength of a lion, the mane of a wolf, and a stinging tail (not originally a scorpion tail -- that was added after the myth met the desert). This beast was known across the Equatorial region of Earth, by many cultures. Gryphons honored its symbolism of strength unyielding, as the original Xabiphon culture gives honor to those who remain unconquered in war. The "tail" is actually a lash or whip with steel claws (traditionally forge steel) for extra damage; in the original Pvilan, the word for whip translates as "tail" or "cord" depending on which of three languages is used.
* Dra'khan - from the star which formed the stellar gas void called the Local Bubble, and distributed across the Milky Way galaxy. Carry fetuses to term, live birth. Omnivorous despite carnivorous dentation, social and communal, prone to wandering in early adulthood. Smooth skin, fur and hairy mane, bat-like wings on their backs; color-changing spots on face below their eyes, an internal eye in the skull (literal third eye), and tail body with chakra. The most interested in wisdom, the least in material possessions (though this may change due to recent developments elsewhere); the most like humans emotionally. The primary protectors of culture and wisdom on Earth. Most Dra'khan are shape-shifters who have had many other forms and incarnations (at least five).
* Sirian - from Akh-Nazhdur (the Lesser Magellanic Cloud), entered the Milky Way through the Gate at Sirius Alpha/Beta. Egg-laying, omnivorous, emotionally distant, highly capitalistic. Four eyes, leathery skin with scaly regions, reptilian visage, known to worship leather-winged angels and gods. The most interested in Earthly wealth, the least in emotional connection. One of the two primary "reptilian" aliens. The most well-known of draconic types, Sirians are possessive and hierarchical regarding power and wealth. Most Sirians wear masks to hide their true nature and prevent human spirits from assaulting them.
* Arcturan - from the star Arcturus. Carry eggs to term, live birth (shark-like). Highly communal but also socially divided, omnivorous, prone to oversharing, known for facial whiskers/barbels. Not strongly religious, but may develop affiliation or affection for a particular philosophy. The most interested in daily life, the least in claiming territory. The least well-known of draconic types, Arcturans are more interested in scientific advancement and cultural phenomena than in hoarding and personal power. Most Arcturans are uninterested in hiding, but will cover themselves to avoid unwanted notice.
* Note on wyvern - Wyverns *are* in fact dragons, but only if dinosaurs count. "Wyvern" is the name given to dragons with forelimb wings and no back-mounted wings. That means that most winged dinosaurs count as wyverns.
Creatures occasionally mistaken for dragon:
* Peryton - an antlered, often winged, great deer. Sirian in origin, the peryton is the "questing beast" by which these people prefer to prove their hunting prowess. Also the origin of the Arthurian Questing Beast in Britain and northern France -- in this case, a peryton in "nightmare" form due to severe spirit-body injury. Some perytons are depicted as bipedal with forelimb wings, but the original was/is quadrupedal.
* Chimaera - The original Chimaera (pronounced "ki-MEHR-ah") was a god of Phoenicia, a Mediterranean island nation conquered by the Greeks. His porfolio included dreams, shapeshifting, and life-path guidance. Like Medusa, the goddess of beauty whose oracles handled snakes (in many cultures thought to bear wisdom) and wore masks to frighten evil spirits, his cult was silenced and his likeness was turned into a monster instead of a beautiful human who could take on several forms.
* Hydra and basilisk - The hydra and the basilisk are actually giant serpents, in their original form. The Lernaean hydra originated from the Amphisbaena, the two-headed snake served by the oracle of Hermes, merely boosted to monstrous aspect. Hydras are often depicted as if they were dinosaurs with multiple heads due to the legend of Hercules; however, the hydra is the same creature as the basilisk, merely from different cultures! The Harry Potter stories and movies got this one right. Typically a basilisk (and thus a hydra if it's not merely a giant lizard or snake) is said to have poisonous breath and/or bite, a gaze that can turn the unwary to stone (or rather, petrify with fear!) if one's will is not strong enough, and fangs that can pierce the strongest bronze shields and armor. This legend originated, oddly enough, with Komodo dragons, the Earthly lizards with a septic bite strong enough to kill a large animal in a day.
* Manticore - The manticore (or mantegor, for Romans) is a Pvilan beast with the face of a man, the strength of a lion, the mane of a wolf, and a stinging tail (not originally a scorpion tail -- that was added after the myth met the desert). This beast was known across the Equatorial region of Earth, by many cultures. Gryphons honored its symbolism of strength unyielding, as the original Xabiphon culture gives honor to those who remain unconquered in war. The "tail" is actually a lash or whip with steel claws (traditionally forge steel) for extra damage; in the original Pvilan, the word for whip translates as "tail" or "cord" depending on which of three languages is used.
Who I truly am
Jul. 22nd, 2015 09:55 pmI think it's time I wrote about this. It's going to shock a lot of people, annoy a few, and disappoint some. And as usual, it's going to alienate family who want to believe I'm merely insane.
Let's introduce the primary characters in this play.
I am Anyüs (AHN-yoos), a unicorn. My soul-name means "Of Dream" or "Of Vision". In spirit I am known as a child of dreams who in maturity is a psychologist and a powerful soldier of my people. I am often sent forth as a herald for J'rai, the lithe and gracile unicorns -- horn on forehead -- of our homeworld Araştke (ah-RAHSHT-kah), "Little Ribbon" or "Little Wrap-Around". The solid and robust unicorns -- horn on snout -- are called Ju'rema (joo-REE-mah), and I am known by another name to them (one which will be relevant to a whole other life). I am the spirit or soul who is rightfully incarnate in this person, whose given name starts with "Z".
Verastes the Maker is a dra'khan known for his abilities with technology, making, and creation. He is extremely well-known in the spirit realms of this world and many others, and his is the soul whom I once described as being "older than this universe". He was to be my muse and guide to technology, business, and social niceties in the software and games industries.
There is a chthonic spirit whose name is the sound of bubbling mud and blowing wind in the trees of Earth. It has wanted to punish humankind for excessive growth and the destruction of wilderness for some time. That chthon took on the role of an urge, the lowest form of devil. Urges, as their name implies, provoke unwanted emotion or behavior. It certainly did, for the entire time it possessed my body.
So with these players described, let us set the scene:
( Read more... )
Let's introduce the primary characters in this play.
I am Anyüs (AHN-yoos), a unicorn. My soul-name means "Of Dream" or "Of Vision". In spirit I am known as a child of dreams who in maturity is a psychologist and a powerful soldier of my people. I am often sent forth as a herald for J'rai, the lithe and gracile unicorns -- horn on forehead -- of our homeworld Araştke (ah-RAHSHT-kah), "Little Ribbon" or "Little Wrap-Around". The solid and robust unicorns -- horn on snout -- are called Ju'rema (joo-REE-mah), and I am known by another name to them (one which will be relevant to a whole other life). I am the spirit or soul who is rightfully incarnate in this person, whose given name starts with "Z".
Verastes the Maker is a dra'khan known for his abilities with technology, making, and creation. He is extremely well-known in the spirit realms of this world and many others, and his is the soul whom I once described as being "older than this universe". He was to be my muse and guide to technology, business, and social niceties in the software and games industries.
There is a chthonic spirit whose name is the sound of bubbling mud and blowing wind in the trees of Earth. It has wanted to punish humankind for excessive growth and the destruction of wilderness for some time. That chthon took on the role of an urge, the lowest form of devil. Urges, as their name implies, provoke unwanted emotion or behavior. It certainly did, for the entire time it possessed my body.
So with these players described, let us set the scene:
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Poetry: And Whispers In The Dark
Jul. 6th, 2015 11:17 amT'ema's adventure continues!
This is the epic completion of the triptych started with "Beyond All Terror and continuing in "Lies Its Memory. As usual it is being written mostly off the cuff, using poetic structure to help me get the story out where prose is more difficult.
Content warning: This poem has a stalking hero and a moderately violent confrontation in it. Be mindful of your headspace when reading it.
The day was cool but spring was coming,
And T'ema was ready for it.
She had been through a month of winter
And had little idea what was next.
The spirits told her these changes were normal,
Yet she hardly believed it.
Her oath nudged at her,
And she finished her breakfast quickly.
The paperwork to be finished took
Almost an hour, and then she was free.
Free to hunt, she thought.
( T'ema corrected herself. )
This is the epic completion of the triptych started with "Beyond All Terror and continuing in "Lies Its Memory. As usual it is being written mostly off the cuff, using poetic structure to help me get the story out where prose is more difficult.
Content warning: This poem has a stalking hero and a moderately violent confrontation in it. Be mindful of your headspace when reading it.
The day was cool but spring was coming,
And T'ema was ready for it.
She had been through a month of winter
And had little idea what was next.
The spirits told her these changes were normal,
Yet she hardly believed it.
Her oath nudged at her,
And she finished her breakfast quickly.
The paperwork to be finished took
Almost an hour, and then she was free.
Free to hunt, she thought.
( T'ema corrected herself. )
A myth of creation from Arashtke
Jun. 24th, 2015 08:25 pmWhen there was dark and only dark, there was nothing.
Then Auros (Ultimate, the One Soul, who has no gender) spoke, and light arose. In that light formed a dark thing, and it was a world. The world was a ribbon and on that ribbon walked people. All from a single word of Auros, whose power is above our own.
Auros shook itself, and tore in nine: Eight gods of truth, and one of leadership.
These then named themselves after their roles.
Pattern, Nature, Light, Dark, Healing, Honesty, Love, Purity.
Power.
These names persisted, watching the people walk and play. Then the people suffered, and cried loudly. The gods looked on them, and saw language forming.
With language, then there were People. And Truth nodded, writing it down.
Purity came to them, and they were cleansed of their suffering. So they swore forever to be pure. Of course they fell immediately. Love came and helped them back to their feet, and walked with them.
Then came a Dream, a child of Light who spoke nothing at all.
Nature took her in, and the world began to flourish, for Dream is also Growth.
Pattern taught her, and Dream became Understanding.
Dark opened her cloak, and Dream saw Truth beneath it.
Honesty smiled, and Dream told him Prophecy.
Then Healing came, and Dream sat at his feet and learned Medicine.
Dream grew older, and Love tried to pair with her. She smiled and danced with him, but nothing happened. Dream was already full in love.
Purity came to Dream, and Dream became woman.
Then Dream came to Love and they made love together.
Power watched, knowing the whole reason Dream existed.
Eventually, Dream came to Power and asked, "What will you teach me?"
Power said, "Yourself."
And the People began to Dream.
This is the tale of the gods of J'rai as they once were known.
Then Auros (Ultimate, the One Soul, who has no gender) spoke, and light arose. In that light formed a dark thing, and it was a world. The world was a ribbon and on that ribbon walked people. All from a single word of Auros, whose power is above our own.
Auros shook itself, and tore in nine: Eight gods of truth, and one of leadership.
These then named themselves after their roles.
Pattern, Nature, Light, Dark, Healing, Honesty, Love, Purity.
Power.
These names persisted, watching the people walk and play. Then the people suffered, and cried loudly. The gods looked on them, and saw language forming.
With language, then there were People. And Truth nodded, writing it down.
Purity came to them, and they were cleansed of their suffering. So they swore forever to be pure. Of course they fell immediately. Love came and helped them back to their feet, and walked with them.
Then came a Dream, a child of Light who spoke nothing at all.
Nature took her in, and the world began to flourish, for Dream is also Growth.
Pattern taught her, and Dream became Understanding.
Dark opened her cloak, and Dream saw Truth beneath it.
Honesty smiled, and Dream told him Prophecy.
Then Healing came, and Dream sat at his feet and learned Medicine.
Dream grew older, and Love tried to pair with her. She smiled and danced with him, but nothing happened. Dream was already full in love.
Purity came to Dream, and Dream became woman.
Then Dream came to Love and they made love together.
Power watched, knowing the whole reason Dream existed.
Eventually, Dream came to Power and asked, "What will you teach me?"
Power said, "Yourself."
And the People began to Dream.
This is the tale of the gods of J'rai as they once were known.
Another's dreams
Jun. 15th, 2015 11:26 amI 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.
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.
On magical beings
May. 15th, 2015 09:30 pmOkay, I am absolutely convinced that Janelle Monae is a unicorn Otherkin. The absolute perfection of motion, the insistence on magic and fantastical realism in her videos, the themes... and then the limber shape of her. J'rai tend to be thin and feel extremely tall for a human (original species form averages 8 feet, or 2.4 meters, tall). Ju'rema tend to be solid/hefty and be both tall and large for a human (big-boned, large body/limb ratio, often over 6 feet). Both types, when comfortable with their bodies, have immense power in the use of the physical form.
And unicorns are definitively magical beings. Just watching her, watching the laws of physics seem to bend when she dances (nevermind the tricks of camera and editing!) suggests either perfect study or some sort of enhanced ability. Either way, the effect is hypnotically magical. Spirit confirmation is a bonus, but I hardly need it here.
Regardless of identity, she's worth a watch. Jaw-droppingly awesome.
And unicorns are definitively magical beings. Just watching her, watching the laws of physics seem to bend when she dances (nevermind the tricks of camera and editing!) suggests either perfect study or some sort of enhanced ability. Either way, the effect is hypnotically magical. Spirit confirmation is a bonus, but I hardly need it here.
Regardless of identity, she's worth a watch. Jaw-droppingly awesome.
On family Easter visiting
Apr. 5th, 2015 12:09 pmSo... apparently one of my nephews is a therian (chinchilla). I knew this a while back, but he just keeps confirming the observation. I haven't noticed his spirit manifesting the outward form, but the way things are going I'm not sure it will for a while. Certainly his behaviors do, however.
The other one has the Sight (he can see spirits and probably auras), and probably other psychic abilities, but he's so young he can't talk coherently about what he's seeing (and some of it obviously scares him). But he came up to me and kept saying "Momma" at me when I was relaxed and manifesting my feminine side (my body is male). He didn't want his mother, he was apparently just making an observation.
I haven't said anything to my sister or her husband about this, as there is visible disapproval and denial of my abilities in my blood family. But it's clear that these boys need someone like me in their lives, so I suppose I have to do what it takes to stay present and available when possible. Eventually they boys will want to talk to me privately, and I'm hoping that won't explode like a nuke when the time comes, because if asked direct questions I'm going to give direct answers.
This is the unpleasant side of living in a family that's only somewhat open-minded but thinks they're educated enough that it doesn't matter.
The other one has the Sight (he can see spirits and probably auras), and probably other psychic abilities, but he's so young he can't talk coherently about what he's seeing (and some of it obviously scares him). But he came up to me and kept saying "Momma" at me when I was relaxed and manifesting my feminine side (my body is male). He didn't want his mother, he was apparently just making an observation.
I haven't said anything to my sister or her husband about this, as there is visible disapproval and denial of my abilities in my blood family. But it's clear that these boys need someone like me in their lives, so I suppose I have to do what it takes to stay present and available when possible. Eventually they boys will want to talk to me privately, and I'm hoping that won't explode like a nuke when the time comes, because if asked direct questions I'm going to give direct answers.
This is the unpleasant side of living in a family that's only somewhat open-minded but thinks they're educated enough that it doesn't matter.
Fiction: Character brief for T'ema
Apr. 2nd, 2015 02:38 amT'ema Huollo (Huollo ma T'ema) - T'ema is a medium-tall unicorn woman, rather like a humanoid ki-rin, with aspen-leaf ears and a five-inch horn with a slight upward curve (and no spiral) on her forehead. She disguises herself with illusion, taking on a new visage in each new city she visits, hiding her non-human features beneath it or with invisibility. Her actual short fur coat changes color over time as a side effect of her magic (always a color appropriate to horses or humans). She has a fluffy mane of hair which changes color to complement her coat. Her name means "Singer of Songs".
Origin: T'ema is a highly trained magician, able to draw on energetic resonance in order to empower her will. This magic can affect anything which resonates in matter, energy, and/or spirit. She can use illusions, heal, sense or communicate at large distances, and channel large amounts of energy due to her mastery of the form. Unfortunately, it has a drawback: when she uses her power, she must perform a service to balance her use of it. Usually that service is small, such as a gift or act of care, and only required when she uses magic for her personal benefit; sometimes that cost is large, such as leaving her home for a time to aid someone in dire need. She was transported from her world to Earth after one particularly large use of magic; she hasn't said yet on camera why she did it, and she isn't quite sure why this world needed her more than her own.
After becoming homeless in the transition to Earth, T'ema is growing homesick for her house and homeworld. Still, she has a lot of personal coping skills, and her magic empowers her body to be somewhat stronger and more resilient in general.
As side effects of past magical costs not paid, T'ema's fur coat shifts color over time, and in her natural form she has a moderately fascinating aura. While sometimes useful, she regards these as more of a curse since she'd like to be known for herself but not stared at or stalked. Being an alien makes it worse, as she is still learning how to read and use human facial and body expressions, and she can sometimes make mistakes; judging someone's intention is for her more about reading the energies of that person.
T'ema was magically taught English when she was teleported, and speaks a smattering of languages both modern and ancient from her homeworld. She has an excellent singing voice, and occasionally earns money by busking or as gifts from people courting her talents. She hasn't performed for any professional recordings, however. She has an exotic-sounding accent which many humans mistake for somewhere in Asia.
Uniform: None. She wears street clothes, but she tries to dress nicely so it's hard to tell. T'ema at home usually carries a satchel with herbs and ritual tools, but those were all left behind her; replacing them may help with her magic.
Qualities: Expert (+4) Singer, Good (+2) Craftwork, Good (+2) Resilience, Average (+0) Herbalism, Average (+0) Shamanism
Poor (-2) Homeless
Powers: Meta-power: Master (+6) Resonance Magic
Stunts:
* Illusion (includes illusory invisibility; fools cameras but can be penetrated with focused perception)
* Healing/Purification (essentially purifies the form when used to heal; can restore but not regenerate detached limbs; healing the mind and spirit is doable if more difficult, but counseling is often more effective due to the magical cost)
* Energy senses (T'ema has a passive ability from her training which allows for communicating with spirits and sensing various energies both spiritual and mundane, but it can be extended with magic to sense from a distance)
Vulnerability: Backlash Cost: Magic for self-benefit costs service. If it isn't paid, a magical backlash occurs, commensurate with the level of power used.
Motivation: Earn my way home.
Origin: T'ema is a highly trained magician, able to draw on energetic resonance in order to empower her will. This magic can affect anything which resonates in matter, energy, and/or spirit. She can use illusions, heal, sense or communicate at large distances, and channel large amounts of energy due to her mastery of the form. Unfortunately, it has a drawback: when she uses her power, she must perform a service to balance her use of it. Usually that service is small, such as a gift or act of care, and only required when she uses magic for her personal benefit; sometimes that cost is large, such as leaving her home for a time to aid someone in dire need. She was transported from her world to Earth after one particularly large use of magic; she hasn't said yet on camera why she did it, and she isn't quite sure why this world needed her more than her own.
After becoming homeless in the transition to Earth, T'ema is growing homesick for her house and homeworld. Still, she has a lot of personal coping skills, and her magic empowers her body to be somewhat stronger and more resilient in general.
As side effects of past magical costs not paid, T'ema's fur coat shifts color over time, and in her natural form she has a moderately fascinating aura. While sometimes useful, she regards these as more of a curse since she'd like to be known for herself but not stared at or stalked. Being an alien makes it worse, as she is still learning how to read and use human facial and body expressions, and she can sometimes make mistakes; judging someone's intention is for her more about reading the energies of that person.
T'ema was magically taught English when she was teleported, and speaks a smattering of languages both modern and ancient from her homeworld. She has an excellent singing voice, and occasionally earns money by busking or as gifts from people courting her talents. She hasn't performed for any professional recordings, however. She has an exotic-sounding accent which many humans mistake for somewhere in Asia.
Uniform: None. She wears street clothes, but she tries to dress nicely so it's hard to tell. T'ema at home usually carries a satchel with herbs and ritual tools, but those were all left behind her; replacing them may help with her magic.
Qualities: Expert (+4) Singer, Good (+2) Craftwork, Good (+2) Resilience, Average (+0) Herbalism, Average (+0) Shamanism
Poor (-2) Homeless
Powers: Meta-power: Master (+6) Resonance Magic
Stunts:
* Illusion (includes illusory invisibility; fools cameras but can be penetrated with focused perception)
* Healing/Purification (essentially purifies the form when used to heal; can restore but not regenerate detached limbs; healing the mind and spirit is doable if more difficult, but counseling is often more effective due to the magical cost)
* Energy senses (T'ema has a passive ability from her training which allows for communicating with spirits and sensing various energies both spiritual and mundane, but it can be extended with magic to sense from a distance)
Vulnerability: Backlash Cost: Magic for self-benefit costs service. If it isn't paid, a magical backlash occurs, commensurate with the level of power used.
Motivation: Earn my way home.
Things I am learning
Mar. 25th, 2015 07:51 pm1. My spirit was abused by spirits early in life, continuing for all but the last few hours.
2. I am a unicorn, who was wrapped in a dragon, who was wrapped in a giant enigma, who was caught in a conspiracy of Spirit to keep humankind alive at the Will of the Universe. I am finally fully unwrapped, but I am not yet fully revealed.
3. I am a unicorn. Everything else is illusion.
4. We are not horses. We're more like deer. We are not deer.
5. Wow I have been fighting hard to get away from dominant people.
6. I might not need to. I AM a dominant person...
7. I hate myself. And you can't help if you don't respect me.
8. I have the power to stop hurting.
2. I am a unicorn, who was wrapped in a dragon, who was wrapped in a giant enigma, who was caught in a conspiracy of Spirit to keep humankind alive at the Will of the Universe. I am finally fully unwrapped, but I am not yet fully revealed.
3. I am a unicorn. Everything else is illusion.
4. We are not horses. We're more like deer. We are not deer.
5. Wow I have been fighting hard to get away from dominant people.
6. I might not need to. I AM a dominant person...
7. I hate myself. And you can't help if you don't respect me.
8. I have the power to stop hurting.
Poem: Lies its memory
Mar. 19th, 2015 12:04 amThis is a continuation of "Beyond All Terror", wherein T'ema goes to Urbanburg following the urging of her magic, and begins to acquire clues as to the nature of Dan's assailants. It is set in the Polychrome Heroics universe by permission of ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ysabetwordsmith.
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"I love you" whispered in her ear;
She had no choice but to follow,
Eyes open for the chance
To find, to see, to understand!
No spirit was present and yet
It spoke alles omnes
To her wondering heart.
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ysabetwordsmith.--
"I love you" whispered in her ear;
She had no choice but to follow,
Eyes open for the chance
To find, to see, to understand!
No spirit was present and yet
It spoke alles omnes
To her wondering heart.
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Fiction / Poetry: No army
Feb. 20th, 2015 11:01 pm(Inspired by listening to some hefty power music. Now if only I could get T'ema's storyline to advance, too! "Umaxses" is pronounced "oo-MOX-seez".)
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Thunderous applause reached the center of the stadium, a roar of hands so loud they nearly drowned out the lone figure holding a microphone stand. The figure raised its hands, then called out in a chant.
Here am I, mighty Umaxses, speaker of power to the forgotten!
Here am I, and where I am come, there can be no other.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
No army, no army
Will take us alive!
Drums hammered and the crowd went wild, chanting along as the song rose in electronic form from speakers a dozen feet tall.
No master, no master
Shall hold our keys
No monster, no monster
Shall darken our souls
We are alive and no army can take us
We are the war, no warrior alive!
We are the sound of people victorious
We are the sound of sacred life!
The plants bow to us
They give us our dreams
The animals cry out
They give us their speech
The winds swirl wildly
They carry our warcry
The earth she trembles
For we cry out peace!
The singer jumped, and a timed explosion of smoke and fire releases a squad of dancers onto the stage with it. They swung and twisted, some drumming the air and some leaping with power. Lines of light on their bodies flickered and glowed, like the lines of spirit made visible in rainbow colors.
No army, no army
Can take us alive
No army, no army
Can take away truth
No army, no army
Can kill this power
No army, no army
Can end our souls!
No master alive
Can destroy the people
No monster that comes
Will finish the war.
The music pounded louder, surging, then faded slowly.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
For we are the mighty
And peace is our life!
The last line, "Peace is our life" repeated as electronic echoes flickered it away.
Finally the singer spoke.
"Peace everybody! Welcome! This is the ninth annual Voices of Power music festival. I'm Umaxses the Mighty, these are my friends. We all have music for you, and I know some of you've been invited to share your own.
"Bathrooms are where you expect 'em, the lines are long, careful the concessions. Safety is worth the effort! Now! Remember, the only truth is that Peace Conquers and Love Wins! With that in mind, let's hear another song."
The crowd cheered, and Umaxses stepped back while another jumped forward to take the mic. The speakers throbbed with new music, a folk tune this time, remixed into modern electronica. The new singer began to chant as well, and the crowd chanted back. Behind the song, cries of "We love you" were heard.
Umaxses joined the dancers and took joy in the dance.
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Thunderous applause reached the center of the stadium, a roar of hands so loud they nearly drowned out the lone figure holding a microphone stand. The figure raised its hands, then called out in a chant.
Here am I, mighty Umaxses, speaker of power to the forgotten!
Here am I, and where I am come, there can be no other.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
No army, no army
Will take us alive!
Drums hammered and the crowd went wild, chanting along as the song rose in electronic form from speakers a dozen feet tall.
No master, no master
Shall hold our keys
No monster, no monster
Shall darken our souls
We are alive and no army can take us
We are the war, no warrior alive!
We are the sound of people victorious
We are the sound of sacred life!
The plants bow to us
They give us our dreams
The animals cry out
They give us their speech
The winds swirl wildly
They carry our warcry
The earth she trembles
For we cry out peace!
The singer jumped, and a timed explosion of smoke and fire releases a squad of dancers onto the stage with it. They swung and twisted, some drumming the air and some leaping with power. Lines of light on their bodies flickered and glowed, like the lines of spirit made visible in rainbow colors.
No army, no army
Can take us alive
No army, no army
Can take away truth
No army, no army
Can kill this power
No army, no army
Can end our souls!
No master alive
Can destroy the people
No monster that comes
Will finish the war.
The music pounded louder, surging, then faded slowly.
No army, no army
Will stand against us
For we are the mighty
And peace is our life!
The last line, "Peace is our life" repeated as electronic echoes flickered it away.
Finally the singer spoke.
"Peace everybody! Welcome! This is the ninth annual Voices of Power music festival. I'm Umaxses the Mighty, these are my friends. We all have music for you, and I know some of you've been invited to share your own.
"Bathrooms are where you expect 'em, the lines are long, careful the concessions. Safety is worth the effort! Now! Remember, the only truth is that Peace Conquers and Love Wins! With that in mind, let's hear another song."
The crowd cheered, and Umaxses stepped back while another jumped forward to take the mic. The speakers throbbed with new music, a folk tune this time, remixed into modern electronica. The new singer began to chant as well, and the crowd chanted back. Behind the song, cries of "We love you" were heard.
Umaxses joined the dancers and took joy in the dance.
Poem: Beyond All Terror
Feb. 9th, 2015 01:06 pmThis is another poem featuring T'ema, the unicorn-woman walking a superheroic Earth (maybe Terramagne from ysabetwordsmith's Polychrome Heroics, but maybe not; I'm borrowing a bit of terminology anyway). EDIT - Ysabet has approved this as set in Terramagne.
I'm going to preface this with three warnings:
First, this is yet another seat-of-my-pants poem. Its quality may not be top notch, but it's something I have to get out. Also, lots of unrhymed lines with ragged meter; I'm just using the form to tell a story that won't come out in prose.
Second, this poem deals with torture (not shown) and some of its outcomes (visibly shown). Be mindful of your mindspace when reading it. One character is traumatized and homeless, which roughens a person over time (also T'ema has been living as a homeless woman as seen in previous poems). There is also a bit of strong language.
Third, this thing is really long. There may even be a second part to it. I don't know!
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Beyond All Terror
T'ema was standing in line at the day shelter
Waiting for her tray of lunch.
In burst one of the regulars,
His energy vibrating like plutonium
Ready to burst into particles.
She kept her senses open.
When it happened, the trigger
Was as small as a dropped cigarette.
The man was screaming in a moment
And had to be held by friends
So his wild swings didn't break a jaw
Or his own hand.
T'ema quietly hummed a lullaby,
Directing the peaceful, loving power
Into a calming aura.
A minute later, the man had sagged
Into a sobbing mess,
Head in his arms.
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ysabetwordsmith's Polychrome Heroics, I'm going to preface this with three warnings:
First, this is yet another seat-of-my-pants poem. Its quality may not be top notch, but it's something I have to get out. Also, lots of unrhymed lines with ragged meter; I'm just using the form to tell a story that won't come out in prose.
Second, this poem deals with torture (not shown) and some of its outcomes (visibly shown). Be mindful of your mindspace when reading it. One character is traumatized and homeless, which roughens a person over time (also T'ema has been living as a homeless woman as seen in previous poems). There is also a bit of strong language.
Third, this thing is really long. There may even be a second part to it. I don't know!
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Beyond All Terror
T'ema was standing in line at the day shelter
Waiting for her tray of lunch.
In burst one of the regulars,
His energy vibrating like plutonium
Ready to burst into particles.
She kept her senses open.
When it happened, the trigger
Was as small as a dropped cigarette.
The man was screaming in a moment
And had to be held by friends
So his wild swings didn't break a jaw
Or his own hand.
T'ema quietly hummed a lullaby,
Directing the peaceful, loving power
Into a calming aura.
A minute later, the man had sagged
Into a sobbing mess,
Head in his arms.
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Poem: Of Earthly Songs
Jan. 19th, 2015 08:59 pm(T'ema is back. Just a slice of life, inspired by a prompt in the January 2015 Crowdfunding Creative Jam, from alexseanchai: "Dreaming is free". Obviously this is a bit more of a free-form inspiration than direct interpretation.)
T'ema Huollo sat on the city bus,
Watching her fellow riders
One rainy winter day
After the holiday season,
When depression became more obvious.
A woman was sneezing
"Hard enough to break her nose"
As T'ema's people might say
And a man sneered at her, but
Said nothing as she blew her nose.
A family with two children
Clambered on board, multicolored children
Swarming the middle seat-rows while
The adults gamely shepherded.
This woman was pregnant.
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alexseanchai: "Dreaming is free". Obviously this is a bit more of a free-form inspiration than direct interpretation.)T'ema Huollo sat on the city bus,
Watching her fellow riders
One rainy winter day
After the holiday season,
When depression became more obvious.
A woman was sneezing
"Hard enough to break her nose"
As T'ema's people might say
And a man sneered at her, but
Said nothing as she blew her nose.
A family with two children
Clambered on board, multicolored children
Swarming the middle seat-rows while
The adults gamely shepherded.
This woman was pregnant.
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