Wednesday, April 14, 2021

Festa di Tana 2021 - Part 4 - "CCNA Post # 1000"


This is post #1000

Yes, post one thousand. Many of the posts for the past few years have 25, 12, or 6 items within one posting. The total number of views is currently 451,942. The chief purpose of the blog is to cater to people of Camunian, Tri-Valley Brescian, Valtellinese, Valchiavenese, Alpine Bergamasque, Swiss Italian, or just in general: Lombard ancestry. The second purpose if to cater to anyone interested in the ancient folk traditions of Europe, or anywhere in the world, and to revive them in some form. The third purpose is to explore some other themes of culture.. often those overlooked, the natural world and universe, mysteries and folklore, or the light and dark occult.


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"Once more into the fray..."

A couple of evenings ago I again got to hiking late, and I had about a 45 minute hike ahead of me. It was twilight already, and so I knew that I would be in complete darkness during the last 22 minutes of the hike through a wooded area. I still had about 22 minutes to walk through the grassy foothills first. At this point I heard a group of coyotes having what I call "a rally." This is when they gather and howl at twilight, but never did I hear this in this particular area; it was always far off in the distance.

These rallies are not to be confused with individual howls or many scattered howls when they hear the sound of a police car or ambulance coming from a nearby urban area. This is when they get together for some type of "shape up" to get ready and get excited to go out and hunt and forge that night. Most importantly for me was that these howls were emanating from a particular area which I had to transgress on my way back. There was no way to avoid it. When in a wild area, a human becomes part of the food chain in a way. The same dangers that raccoons, skunks, rabbits, etc. face out there in the dark, in this case coyotes, the human theoretically faces in the darkness.

When out there alone, you really are alone! It gets so dark and desolate; your cries for help would not be heard by anyone. I think there's a built in fear of the dark and wild from our ancestral memory of the dangers of the night for hundreds of thousands of years... perhaps millions of years. Although coyote or even mountain lions attacks are rare.. they're always possible. Also, rabid animals of many types are always a danger. The darkness truly does change everything. A 19 year old Canadian folk singer named Taylor Mitchell was killed by coywolves when hiking alone in a very remote wilderness in Ontario in 2009. I'm not suggesting that this area was anything as remote as that one, or that these coyotes are the danger that coywolves are, but officially at least she was reported to have been killed by "a pack of coyotes." Well, there are small groups of five or six coyotes out there; there's some reason for concern.

As I finally reached the mouth of the wooded area that I dreaded 22 minutes prior when I heard the group howling rally from this very location, I tried to think of it as a challenge. How many times in life can we challenge nature when nature has the advantage? I didn't ask for this, but often that's how challenges occur. As I got closer and closer to the dark entrance, I was forced to think of ways I could fight if I had to. I had my flashlight, whose batteries were starting to dim a bit after months of use. The mouth of the woods was at least visually a clearly black opening amid the large trees, a foreboding sight considering what I had heard earlier, and even the reports from last year of a mountain lion in the area, or how about a possible rattlesnake, or even the danger presented by a deranged person. People like Dennis Rader the BTK killer are out in the world.

As is always the case, as I entered the blackness I became part of the blackness. In theory, I was also a competitor in the dark. My eyes adjusted a bit, and I could then see the various vague shapes of the trail, trees, and the sky. There was an 8 minute walk through the darkest part before the trail would morph into the last 15 minutes of trail which was less ominous... a slightly wider trail with more sky, more light, a road in the distance. Did the coyotes move as a pack? Did they break up into smaller groups? Did they go solo? Every so often I heard some small animal make a noise, which was alarming. It's amazing to consider that had it been an hour or two earlier, this would just be a pleasant walk.

I moved the flashlight from side to side slowly, occasionally shining it far ahead along the trail, and once in awhile looking in back of me. I made it back to the street without incident. The threat level probably wasn't too high. People do camp in much more remote areas, in tents, with bears about, all the time. On the other hand, coyotes in southern California have known to drag children into the brush, never to be seen again. Its happened. There's a young woman who I encounter up there at times. She's kind've tall, and basically the coytoes probably wouldn't bother with an adult human. We're a mystery to them. However, it's often a matter of scale. They might think otherwise with a child. Our place on the food chain is an awkward one. We're supposed to be on top, yet can be taken down very quickly by wolves, rattlesnakes, bees, poison oak, etc.

 


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"The Grey" Ending Scene | HD |
 

1,392,803 views

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After their plane crashes in Alaska, seven oil workers are led by a skilled huntsman to survival, but a pack of merciless wolves haunts their every step.

Stars: Liam Neeson, Dermot Mulroney and Frank Grillo

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"Simply beautiful!!" -- OTRO

"One of the best and most emotionally powerful ending of all time with a depressing and haunting soundtrack. This ending is overlooked by too many ignorant and heartless people just looking for a f*****g wolf fighting. Highly underrated movie, one of Neeson's best." -- The Comedian

"Its not about wolves at all. Its about life.." -- Stan

"One of the most powerful and inspiring movies ever. Great acting by Liam Neeson as always. And this end scene is just amazingly good, right into the feels. And those people who think that the wolves in this movie represented real wolves and this movie was about just some men fighting against wolves are wrong. The wolves are just a metaphor for your worst fears and biggest problems in your life, which keep attacking and stalking you throughout your life and you either give up and die or face your fears and fight till the end." -- Racing Red

"I don't think people should look at this as a realistic depiction on wolfs and nature in general. It's moreover a poetic view on what life is about. Even though you know what the end result of your life would be, you still have the opportunity to fight for your life as long as you have it.

"The movie also proclaims that in many cases you don't fight for yourself only but also for the people around you. At the start of the movie is Liam Neeson's character suicidal because he doesn't think there's anything important to live for anymore. But after the crash he has this group of survivors to take care of and thus having obligations to keep himself alive for the sake of the others. One of the big drivers to keep yourself alive is your importance for others. If you don't feel important to others you don't feel obliged to live." -- Stefan

 


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The Grey — A Philosophy of Heroic Suffering


Why The Grey is a Forgotten Masterpiece (Analysis)


THE GREY - Movie Endings Explained (2011) Joe Carnahan, Liam Neeson
 

The Grey (Final scene) [FULL VERSION]

 


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Hoarding vs Minimalism

'Hoarders' is one of the original popular reality programs, and is currently airing new episodes on Monday evening on A&E. The polar opposite of a hoarder is a minimalist. The great majority of people lay somewhere in between both extremes. Naturally I believe that minimalism is best, but easier said than done. I think many people entertain a subconscious fantasy that one day there will be a personal or family museum somewhere, and that they must save everything for that day which will never come. The best you can do is have a home where we can feature some items, art, etc. for viewing. I admit I have a daydream about having a bar and/or eatery where I could feature unusual items of interest to me. Actually a couple of years ago I saw a property for about $300,000 which included a bar and some apartments in a location which I would like to perhaps live someday. Realistically, this daydream isn't likely to happen. Even if I purchased that property and tried to run the bar, I probably would use a different theme if any. In other words, I would do myself a favor by eventually doing away with things that are not of great importance to me... including some obscure items which may be mildly interesting to me. Like everyone else, I have some items of sentimental value which I would not part with. It isn't good to have too many of those types of things.

I never understood housewarming parties! Other people decorating your house for you? Your sports fanatic friend gives you a sports related item, your Buddhist friend gives you a Buddhist related item, your animal lover friend gives you an animal related item, and everyone takes a turn giving you an item and at the end of the day where's the room for the things that you cherish! It's so easy to hoard. Even if you take out some items for a project, suddenly you find that there is stuff everywhere; you had just condensed them for storage. The old question: do you control your stuff, or does your stuff control you? We can become a slave to the things meant to serve us. In my extremist minimalist philosophy, I believe that when people first enter a home they may want to buy, it looks beautiful all empty! Usually it's all downhill from there. For just one example, I have two full boxes of paperwork that I have to go through; much of it is just from mail. Having art and items around us which defines us is perfect, but it gets out've hand quickly. Even when people put things into storage rooms, they often don't come back. Subconsciously they really wish they could just "start over" again.

 


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"He always used to tell me that waking up each morning and seeing the sun was a miracle to him."

-- John Matlock on college roommate Joe Roth
 

Joe Roth: A life that keeps on giving

 

 

 

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In memory of Taylor Mitchell: Clarity

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'Clarity' written and performed by Taylor Mitchell from the album 'For Your Consideration' (released March 2009 by Back Road Tavern Productions, producer Michael Johnston)

The Canadian folk singer Taylor Mitchell was a rising star in the folk music scene with a unique soulful sound and a maturity way beyond her years. Having just released her debut album 'For Your Consideration' Taylor Mitchell was nominated for Young Performer of the Year by the Canadian Folk Music Awards in 2009.



Please support the following websites:

Taylor Mitchell Memorial Fund
http://www.taylormitchell.ca/index.php?show=24

Taylor Mitchell Website
http://taylormitchell.ca​

 


More comments on the artistry of Taylor Mitchell:

Whitney Pastorek (Entertainment Weekly) on the songs of Taylor Mitchell:
"They're the work of an old soul, a girl whose voice is still finding its strength but whose musical character was already fully formed — her songs are wistful, traditional country-folk, certainly worthy of the classic mature beyond her years chestnut."

Michael Johnston, close friend of Taylor Mitchell and producer of her debut album 'For Your Consideration':
"[She was] a brilliant, bold and beautiful light that people were naturally drawn to. She was so young and talented. Her big dreams were a perfect match with her big, kind heart. She was always positive to be around, and people jumped at the chance to work with her. They saw in her the rarest of the gifts: an ability to sing, not only from the heart, but in a way that transcended her age and experience and became something universal."

Lisa Weitz, Taylor Mitchell's manager:
"Taylor was just the most generous and open-hearted person, a big soul. You felt that generosity of spirit and a big heart. Taylor was a seeker and a sojourner, a teller of tales. She had such a gift for storytelling and songwriting. She could capture images, places and people so masterfully. She was seasoned beyond her years."

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"You should live your life the way you think you're supposed to live it, and not listen to the naysayers, and do what you think you're meant to do."
-- Taylor Mitchel 1990-2009

 

Taylor Mitchell (Wikipedia)

Urban Coyote Research Project


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Sunday, April 11, 2021

Incontri Tra/Montani - 30 Years

Incontri Tra/Montani means "Meetings Between/Mountains," and to the best of my knowledge was formed to provide a political voice to communities in the eastern Alps of Lombardy, Trentino, and also to other Alpine communities who are often overlooked. I think it's comparable to rural Upper Michigan building an "embassy" near the capitol in Lansing to provide a voice for the detached region. ITM turned 30 last year. I believe that province of Sondrio, the Brescian Tri-Valley, and the Bergamo Alps encompasses a strong cultural milieu as well. Naturally we would like to express solidarity with them.

 

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http://www.incontritramontani.it/

https://www.facebook.com/Incontritramontani/

https://twitter.com/itm1990

https://incontritramontani.academia.edu/incontritramontani

 

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INCONTRI TRAMONTANI - (PIEVE DI BONO-PREZZO)

gianni beordo

Trentesima edizione: Incontri Tramontani

 

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Museo Scuola Rango
"Bello!"

 

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A brief history

Incontri Tra/Montani was born in 1990 from a chance meeting between cultural associations of Valle Camonica and Val Trompia. From the observation of a lack of communication between the valleys and from the reading of the great difficulties in which the mountain communities finds itself (exodus, destructive interventions, youth unemployment, etc.), the idea arose of an annual conference that would begin to create a network of non-institutional relations between groups operating in the Italian, Swiss, Austrian, and French Alps with the aim of promoting mutual knowledge, collaboration, exchange of analysis and possible proposals.

In the term Tra/Montani there is a double meaning: 1) The need for dialogue and the consciousness of the sunset of a civilization that was at the center of the pre-industrial economy since all medieval "machines" needed the energy produced by the fall of water.

The study and reflection meetings on issues of common interest in Alpine resorts have been organized regularly since 1990 and touch on topics of various kinds and locations that are always different.

The ITM to which the Valle Camonica, the Giudicarie Valleys, the Val di Sole, Valtellina, Val Seriana, Val Cavallina, Carnia, and Val Verzasca adhere to permanently, has no official seat, nor a statute. It is a self-managed, spontaneous, and free thinking.

Membership of the ITM Group is open to all associations, study centres and cultural groups in the Alps.

'History of the ITM' by Giancarlo Maculotti (pdf file)

 

The following all collaborated in the realization of the ITM:

• Associazione Comitato Organizzatore Festa di Trate - Gaverina Terme (Bergamo)
• Associazione IVS Inventario delle Vie di Comunicazione Storiche (Milano)
• Centro Studi e Ricerche Archivio Bergamasco (Bergamo)
• Centro Studi Etnografici Val Imagna S. Omobono Imagna (Bergamo)
• Centro Studi Judicaria – Tione (Trento)
• Centro Studi Val di Sole – Malè (Trento)
• Centro Studi Valchiavennaschi Chiavenna (Sondrio)
• Circolo Culturale Baradello Clusone (Bergamo)
• Circolo Culturale Ghislandi Cividate Camuno (Brescia)
• Comune di Montereale Valcellina Montereale Valcellina (Pordenone)
• Cooperativa Arca Gardone Val Trompia (Brescia)
• Cooperativa Il Chiese - Storo (Trento)
• Fondazione Progetto Poschiavo Poschiavo (Svizzera)
• Fondazione Val Verzasca Canton Ticino (Svizzera)
• L’Arcilettore, Circolo di Sondrio (Sondrio)
• Museo Etnografico S. Caterina Valfurva (Sondrio)
• Museo Etnografico Tiranese - Tirano (Sondrio)
• Pro Vita Alpina - Längenfeld (Austria)

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Saturday, April 10, 2021

Festa di Tana 2021 - Part 3 - "the beautiful darkness"

"A Romance in Darkness"

From reverse label....

 

Apothic Dark

Red Blend

There's a romance in darkness, it draws our curiosity and beckons a desire to taste the unknown.

Apothic Dark blends dark fruit flavors of blueberry with opullent notes of coffee and dark chocolate for a rich, yet silky smooth, wine experience.

www.apothic.com

Vinted and bottled by Apothic Wines, Modesto, CA


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Apothic (along with related words) have numerous different meanings as they progressed through Greek and Latin to English over the centuries.

 

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How do the words "apothic", "apotheca", and "apothecary" correlate?How do the words "apothic", "apotheca", and "apothecary" correlate?

Tarquin_McBeard (reddit.com)

An "apotheca", in Ancient Greek and Ancient Latin, was a word for a warehouse or repository. As far as I know, this word does not exist in English. In later Latin, the word came to mean a shop or store.

This led to the derived term "apothecarius", meaning shopkeeper. It is from this Latin word that we get the English "apothecary", which had narrowed in meaning to refer specifically to the keeper of a drugstore.

And "Apothic" is apparently a brand name for some kind of wine. This word too is derived from "apotheca", because wine casks were stored in warehouses.

 

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apothic

Beautiful or stunning.

Staring deep into the apothic abyss, I found myself feeling as if there were a woman, somewhere down there that had my heart

by Fuzzy Andrews (UrbanDictionary.com)

 

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Apothic

(Definitions.net)

Epic doom on a biblical scale.

These apothic events led to the end of their civilization.

 

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apothecary

(Merriam-Webster.com)

noun

apoth·​e·​cary | \ ə-ˈpä-thə-ˌker-ē, -ˌke-rē \

plural: apothecaries

 

Definition of apothecary
1 : one who prepares and sells drugs or compounds for medicinal purposes
2 : pharmacy

 

Apothecaries, Bodegas, and Boutiques

Apothecary, bodega, and boutique may not look very similar, but they are all related both in meaning and in origin. Each of these words can be traced back to a Latin word for “storehouse” (apotheca), and each one refers in English to a retail establishment of some sort. Although bodega initially meant “a storehouse for wine,” it now most commonly refers to a grocery store in an urban area, especially one that specializes in Hispanic groceries.

Boutique has also taken on new meanings: its first sense in English (“a small retail store”) is still current, but it now may also denote “a small company that offers highly specialized products or services.” Of the three words, apothecary has changed the least; it has gone from referring solely to the person who sells drugs or medicines to also naming the store where such goods are sold.

 

Examples of apothecary in a Sentence

in olden days the apothecary had few drugs that actually cured anything, most substances being little more than pain relievers the historic village boasts an old-fashioned apothecary that's been there for almost a century and a half

Recent Examples on the Web To go with the Grey Hen's new look, modeled after a New Orleans-style apothecary, the cocktails will be served in brown glass medicine bottles and include ingredients historically thought to cure ailments. — Tirion Morris, The Arizona Republic, "These award-winning Arizona bars now serve takeout cocktails. Here's what's on the menus," 11 July 2020 The right tiny glass bottles, which will make your bathroom look like a chic apothecary, can transform your face better than almost anything, short of a visit to the dermatologist. — Jenny Singer, Glamour, "The Ordinary Peeling Solution Completely Transformed My Skin," 20 May 2020

These example sentences are selected automatically from various online news sources to reflect current usage of the word 'apothecary.'

 

First Known Use of apothecary

14th century, in the meaning defined at sense 1

History and Etymology for apothecary

Middle English apothecarie, apotecarie, pothecarie, borrowed from Anglo-French & Medieval Latin; Anglo-French apothecaire, ipotecaire, borrowed from Medieval Latin apotēcārius, apothēcārius, going back to Late Latin, "shopkeeper," from Latin apothēca "storeroom, storehouse, repository" (borrowed from Greek apothḗkē, from apothē-, variant stem of apotithénai "to put away, stow away" —from apo- apo- + tithénai "to put, place"— + -kē, noun suffix) + -ārius -ary


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15th century French apothecary


Apothecary (Wikipedia)

Apoth (Wiktionary)

Apoth (Urban Dictinary)

Apotheosis (Wiktionary)

 

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Nighthawk

Last night during a late hike along the trails, I finally saw it. A avian which was not an owl, literally flying at night; a hawk no less! It startled me at first, then I just assumed it was an owl; it wasn't. It was clearly a hawk by its outline. There it was, gliding confidently. Occasionally a bird could be disturbed at night and take to flight, while other times birds can make noises at night. No, this was a hawk likely hunting. The trails are filled with little brush rabbits in the darkness, as I also could plainly see last night. So now I know that "nighthawk" isn't just a fancy marketing play.

A night hike always has surprises. Prior to arriving, I saw a large wolf-like coyote; this always will get your attention. I suspect that, although wolves have long been eliminated from California, wolf DNA still lives on in some coyotes. This sight gave me an ominous feeling; would they attack me along the trail? If in a pack, it's always possible. However, I have encountered a half dozen small coyotes with no problem. The coyotes which I have observed in southern San Mateo County and southward appear to be the typical small variety; while I think some have arrived in the area from Marin County to the north... and probably beyond that. It's possible that they could account for the large sized ones. It was quite a sight.

While hiking I saw what at first looked like some type of "orb" floating across the field ahead. It stopped a few times, then kept moving from left to right and eventually crossing the trail. I thought "could this be some type of paranormal thing?" For a split second, I did catch a glimpse of it; it was a raccoon's eyes, mindful of me as it moved. Somehow it seems that there would be a lot less meaning to be out there if there were no animals, no mysteries about. Even the apex predator of the little region, the large coyote spotted earlier, adds just a slight hint of peril. Hypothetically, if the area was fully developed and paved over... the night peril would merely switch over to the more dangerous creature on two legs. The darkness and desolation is humbling.

At another point, I caught a glimpse of an unknown creature. It may have been a weasel with dark fur. I saw an orange and white weasel once some years ago. I suspect that was what is was, hunting for smaller prey (mice, shrews, gophers). There's a mystery to the darkness. Even if I'm not out there, there's a fascination I feel just looking in the direction of the dark canyon and knowing that there's activity out there.... creatures feeding on vegetation... others hunting for meat... a real struggle for life and death for them as we sleep.

At one clearing along the trail, I came around the bend and startled a raccoon. It scurried up one of several nearby trees, then stood on a limb and held onto a branch with one hand and peered down at me. It almost looked like a little ape in the darkness. After feeling some trepidation while making my way through some thick brush in the darkness amid some cracking sounds and sounds of footsteps, the raccoon provided some comic relief. Since raccoons aren't fast runners, it probably felt the better move would be the safety of a tree.

 

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Nightmare archetypes

"Deep into that darkness peering. Long I stood there, wondering... fearing... doubting..." -- Edgar Allan Poe

One of the standard settings for documentaries and footage of evolutionary struggle in animals is, of course, the African savannah. In particular, the brutal struggle between lions and hyenas. Hyenas are not cowards, despite their so-called "cowardly laugh." Their jaws are so powerful that they can break an elephants thigh bone to get at the bone marrow. Lions, especially male lions, are incredible brutes who can devour one hundred pounds of meat in one sitting. They have the eyes of a killer like perhaps no other animal. One interesting side note is that a male lion always dominate the lion pride; for hyenas, a female is always the queen of the pack. To digress, the African savannah at night is extraordinarily barbaric and bloodthirsty.

I have watched literally hundreds of documentaries and videos of the African savannah in my life. The desperate struggle of life there is in my subconscious I suppose; one of those nightmares that linger in man's psyche that we always read quotes about. A couple of nights after the previous account above, I was again hiking that same trail at night when I came upon the clear outline of a coyote's head in a dark grassy field, black against some distant urban lights. As I shined my flashlight at it, the outline remained black... only with eye shine to go with it! I knew it was a coyote, and had to wonder if it could become aggressive. Just after I took the light off from it, it took off running towards the trail. I again shined my flashlight at it, and could see it moving towards the trail behind me about fifty feet away.

I was fairly certain that it wasn't looking to attack me, but I kept my light on it. It seemed to cross over and move up a hillside. Still, the sight of that black head with white eye shine remained with me. Somewhat coincidentally, later that evening I came upon a video from last summer of a mountain lion which has been seen in a residential neighborhood only about four miles from the trails that I usually hike. I couldn't help but think that maybe a mountain lion could wander up there looking for some new hunting ground. The next night I was hiking in a more remote location in the nearby mountains. Actually I didn't intend on being up there in the dark, but it just got dark on me.

While I walked in the darkness, the images of the mountain lion from the video and my own memory of the black coyote head with the eerie white eye shine merged together in my mind with all the footage of carnage I've watched of the African savannah at night. It was indeed dark, and somehow the very real local presence of a mountain lion conjured up a perception of an African lioness, while the eerie image of that coyote conjured up the perception of a hyena. Somehow all of those quotes that we've all read over the years about "the archetypal nightmares that lurk inside man's dark subconscious"--which we never really take seriously while reading them--suddenly became very real to me!

 

 

As I shined my flashlight out into the dark terrain of grass and shrub, I couldn't help but think of all of those hundreds of videos of the merciless African savannah! The very real possibility of a mountain lion being out there because of the news story and video... made it seem altogether real to me. If that mountain lion was audacious enough to walk down the street of a neighborhood, it certainly could have took to these nearby trails. The fear of that real possibility somehow just got attached to all the other stuff.. the brutal savannah at night. I mean.. it looked like the same type of terrain from all of those videos, the same terrain, the same darkness, and almost a similar remoteness.

Those mountain trails are not somewhere that you want to be at night, which is why I stick to the nearby flatland trails if I go at night. However, here I was; about a forty minute walk back to the street where my car was parked. Now I think I have a newfound appreciation for all of those quotes about "man's archetypal nightmares." My mind was playing tricks on me up there, conflating some real possible dangers with my "African savannah nightmare" scenario. All of those dangerous animals: lions, hyenas, African hunting dogs, hippos, crocs, big poisonous snakes, etc... from all of those videos.

It's very dark up there at night, and as I walked through the blackness of the groves of trees for the last twenty minutes, the uneasy feelings only got worse. Also, I have run across several very strange people on trails over the years in broad daylight, and recalling all of those true crime programs on ID... all of those brutal crimes. Even the dangers of African animals could remind one of the horrific chimpanzee attacks on people in recent years. All one's fears come out in the darkness and desolation. Still, I can't help but think of the walk I took in a much more tame wooded trail a couple of weeks before during the little early spring heat wave we had; the warmth, the stillness, the hoot of an owl above, the howl of a coyote in the far distance, the full moon shining through the tree tops onto the trail... beautiful.


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Your mind is fooled

Roam in your flight

Your sight is blurred

Embrace your might

-- Poem from a Satanist whom I encountered online


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The woman with the hypnotic eyes

I believe that I mentioned this story once on here. It occurred at a time when I was having some type of powerful spiritual awakening. For weeks, every day seemed to bring more and more complex synchronicities. Some of it so unbelievable that I chose not to divulge it. There's just no way to review the events without it sounding crazy. However, I can tell at least this much.

One night I was driving nearby where I live; on the other side of the mountain... so to speak. I recall that it was just after twilight, with a little glimpse of the orange sky at one point far in the distance. The residential street was quiet, no traffic, and it was located nearby the mountains here; the peaks visible in the near distance. As I slowed for a stop sign, a somewhat unusual looking woman came into focus along the sidewalk. She was looking right at me. I don't recall if she was walking or not. She seemed to be late thirties to early forties, had somewhere between long and shoulder length dark hair, probably brown or hazel eyes which looked dark at least in the night, attractive without being beautiful, Mediterranean in appearance, maybe 5'6" to 5'7", wearing darker clothing with some type of cape dress, and last but not least... prominent, hypnotic eyes; the kind've eyes that don't blink!

There was so much energy in those eyes, and she was clearly looking at me, there was no ifs, ans, or buts about it! I found myself looking back into her eyes. They just drew me in. I wanted so badly to just keep looking, to feel the surge of energy, to unlock the mystery of her. Who was she? Why was she looking at me? What is she really like? What's her program? Far from an "energy vampire," she was emitting energy, if anything! The stop sign was another fifteen feet away, and if I just drove up to it I would have passed her. I slowed down slightly, still looking into her eyes. I had full control, I think. The energy from her hypnotic-like stare was more powerful than any feelings of silliness which I may have otherwise felt.

What could I have said? What if I had stopped and pressed the button to roll down the window next to her? Would she have said something? Would she be surprised, angry, calm? Somehow I kind've doubt she would be afraid. Did she have a message for me? Did she pick up something from me, such as a connection of some sort, or energetic recognition? Was she even real? Could I have just stated flatly what I was thinking? She seemed to have walked out from one of the residences, and there's really just no way that she could have been seeking some guy, etc. It wasn't that type of neighborhood at all.

I wish I had stopped and took a chance, rather than just wonder about it. I could have said hello, could have introduced myself, or could have complimented her. Would she have thought I was impressive, brave, silly, stupid? Maybe it wasn't about "getting with her" at all; maybe she had a program. In other words, maybe there was a mystery that had nothing to do with either formal or base sort've things. She couldn't have just been another woman. There had to be something else to it. It was probably a chance worth taking.

 

"It's judgement that defeats us." -- Col. Kurtz

 

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It's kind've like the old story about a flood. A massive flood was engulfing a rural town once. A good Christian man proclaimed that he was going to leave the fate of his family with God! As the water was rising, a policeman drove up and offered to drive them to safety. "Thank you, but no. We're going to have faith in the Lord!" As the water reached the house, a recuse team arrived on a boat and offered to ride them to safety. "No, thank you. We're going to stick it out and have trust in God!" As the water was rising and rising, the family had to take refuge on the roof top. A rescue helicopter came by, and they shouted into a loud speaker, offering to fly the family to safety. "No, we're going to put ALL of our trust in the LORD!!" the man yelled back.

As the story goes, the family all perished in the flood. The man was infuriated as he stormed to the Gates of Heaven. "God, why did you allow us to perish!? We put all of our trust in you, and you let us down!" God then looked at him and said: "What are you talking about? I sent you a car, a boat, a helicopter...."

 

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I've experiences some surreal or paranormal events in my life, but I never shared the experience with anyone else. Again, given the synchronicities which I had been experiencing, I suspect that there was something more to this experience. I may have felt that I was in control, it's hard to say for certain. She had something for me; maybe it was good, maybe not. She wasn't an ordinary person. For some reason, I'm thinking of a line from the film 'Heaven Can Wait', in which the angel-figure "Mr. Jordan" tries to bring the obstinate protagonist out've his fog:

"Joe, come here. I want you to look at me and listen very carefully to what I'm saying. This is not a dream. Life has a certain quality all its own; a certain feeling, and so do dreams. You know that this is not life, and you know now that this is not a dream. This is a place that comes after life, and after dreams."

I suppose I should add that in my perception relative to this event, it would mean aside from life or dreams. I should have at least received the message which she had for me. Sometimes your name is called....


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"I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses."

-- Friedrich Nietzsche





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Bananarama - Venus (Lyrics)

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Artist: Bananarama
Song: Venus
Album: True Confessions
Year: 1986

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"Venus: The Roman goddess of beauty and love." -- Bow to the Muffins

Bananarama - Venus (Official Video)


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Thursday, April 1, 2021

The runes, esoteric studies, and the paranormal - Coast to Coast AM Friday evening



 

Runes & Occult Practices / Open Lines

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Date Host George Noory
Guests Kaedrich Olsen, Open Lines

Occultist and paranormal researcher Kaedrich Olson will discuss his esoteric studies that led him to understand and teach others how to resolve paranormal issues, clear their shadows, and discover their own sacred path in life. He'll recount how his work began at an early age with séances and led to a lifetime of esoteric study and occult practice, specializing in runes and Norse mysticism. Followed by Open Lines.

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