Pheonix Rysen

High Summer also called Lamas and Lughnasadh is the first of three pagan festivals celebrating the harvest of the year. This harvest is normally of grains like wheat. I can only imagine the toils of bringing in the harvest during the hottest months of the year. This is the time when we give thanks for all the Mother has and is still producing. While the power of the Sun God is waning. Colors should be that of a grain harvest. Offerings should include grain based item. "Traditionally" a man made of bread was made and offered. A re-enactment of a man going from Father to Sage would be appropriate.

In times past I have been typically a loner. These days though I willing admit to wanting a tribe. A group of people to share experiences with. Prior I was happy with simply experiencing things and writing about them, but i have changed. This new me wants to share experiences, hear how others experienced the same thing, and possibly find a deeper and better way to communicate through it all. Yes as shocking as it is, I want to communicate more.

I wonder how many are expecting this to be about dreaming of making a voodoo doll? Actually it is about a dream of being a voodoo doll. A rather interesting one. The dream starts with my laying supine on a surface and two other individuals there. A male on my left and female on my right. I have pens stuck in all my major points and mouth stitched shut. Well the stitching the mouth shut obviously didn't work, because here I am sharing the dream... Either way the two others are chanting and besheeching some entity. I am rather amused and curious about the proceedings, so I just lay there. Then the male starts to tap on my lips, which hurts and I try to say stop, but can't. So instead I kick them in the head and walk out. Interesting dream.

Everyone makes, takes, gives oaths in their life. Informal ones of being at the same location on the same day at about the same time. To formal written and witnessed. And we all break them at one point or another. You heard me right, we all break all of our oaths at one point or another. Those called trust worthy or honorable either don't make oaths they know they can't keep, know how to craft an oath so they can't break it, or know which oaths to break and when. It's also a matter of knowing How to break those oaths. If you are sick and call out of work, you have broken an oath, but done so in a matter that is socially acceptable. However if you use this socially acceptable excuse to break your oath too much it becomes unacceptable and you will need a new excuse or face termination. So why bother with oaths?

We all have our illusions. Some based on ignorance, some on willfully choosing. Sitting watching people I see the 20somethings strutting about in ignorance of how nasty life can be and those older strutting all the same like they are defying the truth they know. Fuck you. I will stand tall. Fuck you, I will not break. It all says but, is that accurate? We all break. We all have a line or lines we will not cross.