I found some scraps of paper clearly written while drunk. The first part looks like a prototype/first draft version of an invite I sent out many years ago.
It starts beneath the skin and stone…
You can feel it… it starts with
warmth, but it is really about
fire. You can feel it in your
heart and soul. They seek to
rise and [Denarinate] you.
What it is really about is the
fire of passion. It is the spiritual
truth. The seeking to be as one.
Far too much of current life is
spent in the state of aloneness
but every once in a while
I send out a call.
It is time to create a
conflagration of mythic
proportions
each of us must reach deep.
into ourselves and bring out
the fire. Each flame pales to
the global fire that burns
inside the community
And so you passionate center
is summoned to a commemoration
of spiritual truth. This truth
is to beheld ……
[ed. A change of thought seems to have happened]
Some people complain that
there is a woman to blame.
For each, she has name, for each
her she has hurt, for each she
has brought meaning. She has
endured such pain being that
most important person.
For every time she has felt pain
she has felt it acutely. She
felt as many tears as she has
caused. Just knowing her
you want to love her and
be loved by her. But ultimately
it is about both more and less.
It is the [defany] of youth.
It is Love and Less.
[There is another page which is just a list that doesn’t make much sense, even to me. They are cultural/mythic elements that I apparently thought should be included in Nephilim’s Song. Thought I can’t make sense of them now.]
Susano needs a Noah/Ark story
Rare Branch.
Rare Bend
The valley to
Celebration of the Naming Ceremony
Hungry heart.
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