Daily Archives: July 7, 2017

Thor’s Cave III…

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“All this cave hopping,” said Butch.

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“I know, it’s good isn’t it,” laughed Serafina.

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“All this cave hopping makes the Old World New again.”

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“One might almost call it initiatory.”

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“I’m saying nothing,” said Brown Rabbit once more disappearing into the cave.

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A Bibliomantic Tale VII…

The Silent Eye

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Harlech Castle

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“Patrick McGoohan’s, ‘The Prisoner’, displays many thematic similarities to Franz Kafka’s, ‘The Castle’ and ‘The Trial’.”

Authority

Pages One-Five-Two and One-Five-Three

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No 8 (Light)

O God, the longer I gaze upon your face, the more acutely do you seem to turn the gaze of your eyes upon me!…Thus when I meditate on how that face is truth and the best measure of all faces, I am expanded into a state of immense wonder…

Those who look upon you with a loving face will find your face looking at them with love… Those who look upon you in hate will similarly find your face hateful. Those who gaze at you in joy will find your face joyfully reflected back at them.

– Nicolas of Cusa

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“Nature reduces all physical constructs to rubble and all mental constructs to hot air.”…

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No 9 (Dark)

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The Wyrm and the Wyrd: Beached

The Silent Eye

In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea!
If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore,
Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.
Tolkien.

I know very little about seagulls. We do get them here where I live, far inland, raiding the landfills… but they seldom cry. There is something heart-aching about that sound that pulls at the soul with an indelible longing. And always, when I hear them, those lines from Tolkien wander through my mind. It is not a discontent with what is, but rather a yearning for the possibilities of what might be; a feeling very similar to that of childhood and the first sight of a summer sea. That too was carried on the cry of the gull. And we were heading for the beach…

The plan had been to take the train into Harlech and walk back…

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