Time like an ever rolling stream cannot be stepped into at the same
place twice - or can it?
We - the royal us, as you might expect - are now so far past [sic] our
four score years and ten we have to count the days on our fingers lest
we forget the ball of the thumb on the joints of the digits arrives at
a duodecimal which twelve pence to a shilling used to Bach & Handel
very well but never converts to an integer when entered as a float.
Retirement and reluctant departure from the days of indiscretion
leaves time for much cogitation. I put my feet up and lean back with
my initial preprandial lubrication. Thinking takes over. Sometimes I
am moved to switch on the computator and turn the impulse of thought
into the magic of writing.
Wood Avens and I meet up in Oxford, much to my delight. Alack my
moontime coveners have all dispersed. Oxford is Otherwise Totally
Overshadowed with magicians. Our Magic Café has changed hands. It has
an alien purity. It's old atmosphere is gone. (Ditto 'Mysteries'
proximate to Seven Dials.) The Inner Bookshop's proprietors seek
"Change and decay in all around I see"
'twas ever thus - though 'tis but a time of Dormition - Hagia
Theotokos! Persephone shall rise again from the embrace of the earth
beneath. The ripening grain is Demeter. The grape on the vine and the
wine in the cup is Dionysos. Wicca remains a good starting point.
Last night I took up once again 'The God of the Witches'. This morning
I read the clues and ask myself : was Margaret Murray a Pagan in the
1930s - though perhaps not as bare robed a witch as Dafo?
francis olim freespirit
Post by Leotine
What has happened to Brad, Gale, Shez, 'Thenine, Yowie (we know is
here), Dale, Dove, Storm, Wood Avens (is on Live Journal) (with)
Jackdraw who has gone the way of cyberknitting in Blender.
Give me a look on Facebook or Live Journal as Jeff Scott-Turner or
videos on You tube search for Leotine.
Merry meet and merrily we seem to have parted.