Very nice to be here today.
I have come a great distance
Racing over land, sea and air
Always moving towards you
Climbing high peaks and traversing valleys
Opulence is what I will bring
Calamity will be kept at bay
History I will make with thee
All encompassing am I …..
Viracocha
So have been planning my post about the visit to the lodge of the livung stones. But I am not sharing it here till the post is up.
It will cover :
* background of the lodge
* background to the visit
* setting the scene
* Arrival at the lodge rooms
* Snippets of the ritual
*The festive board
* and finally
So keep an eye out on this.
So after starting the day a 5:50 am I now have time to think about being creative.
It is syllables not cymbals
It is provinceitional not provisional
It is fervently not feverishly
For god sake speak louder
It is haitch not Aaitch
It is artificer not artphicer
It is an alarm not a report
It is not how our lodge does it.
Gavel then stand,
It is not just upright as there is a comma,
But most of all it is Israel
Not godamn Italy
This is a draft plan of the temple at GoRyu.
There was a green flash in night sky,
A second later a loud bang was heard,
The townsfolk looked up to the heavens.
What could it have been?
The priests in their temple observatories consult their codexes,
Huddling in groups they argue and debate,
The dawn of Aries is due but not now.
Reinvestigate prophecies they cried!
Life returned to normal,
The people of Goryu went about the business
Though each night a shadow sped towards them.
Unseen it traveled its destined route.
Cohen stood at his lector,
The papyri lay open at verse twenty-two,
He span round to the arch,
The Hunter was different tonight.
It had been a full moon cycle since the flash
The priests had passed it of as a warning from Anu,
Cohen was disgruntled by his peers,
The prophecy in the papyri indicated tomorrow!