The Dragon’s Den

…Judging by the fact you don’t carry anything on your hands, is obvious that you are walking in the dark. I find your silence quite amusing, nonetheless, it could be a manifestation of your submissivenes, which would make sense if you know where you are stepping into. Many have been the ones that decided to move further down in search of the light. From Prometheus to the songs of Odysseus, and the valuable teachings of Plato, we learnt that the very same light that one looks for, needs a consumable to illuminate. Please ease off, there is no need to feel intimidated by my massive shadow, even the moon has a dark side, the only difference is that I dare to show you mine; just follow the trace of my words until your mind adapts and start seeing things more clearly. Your acute attention tells me that you came for light, not the one that consumes on the outside but the one that burns with poised from within; the type that never runs out and is kept well guarded in this dimension. But I ponder: Why should I share it with you? Why not let you keep wandering in the night like a ‘Cold Sun‘? But then I also think Why not? after all, sharing some of my light to ignite yours wouldn’t put out mine. I don’t have much use for it here, perhaps after sharing it, you may go about your life and make it useful in your world, Im convinced something new should sprout from it, Would you not agree?…No need to answer, as silence sharpens the ears, If you don’t feel like listening you may walk away unharmed. Shall we begin?

The darkness that you are immersed in can only be countered by this “Deus Ex Machina” encounter, as eventually you will be lifted to the light. With time you will obtain the power to also pick others from under and elevate them from the deep obscurity they are immersed in, when you become in contact with certain strong characters for too long you acquire some of its characteristics. You will be able to fly over the big picture of any situation and spit truth that burns like fire. The thick skin will develop as a consequence of several encounters with individuals of a piercing nature. Now brace your ears, lay down for a while if you want to, but I warn you, don’t fall under the spell of the cousin of death; things that seem to be alive but remain still, tend to be consumed usually by the one with Fiery Guts.

You are on the Course commonly known as life, stumbling on the way as you move forward. Vision and situation awareness make it less likely for you to trip and fall. Your objective should be to move swiftly through the pages of your life with dexterity, such as an automaton that writes its own story. My words shall be the catalyzer that activates the delta (/\) in your life. Interpretation along with context are tools that will improve your balance as you walk through your life path. It will also remove the anxiety caused by the vast realm of the unknown. But I must warn you, navigate through my words with caution, as they have a “Double Entendere” that you will only be able to understand through phonetics and etymology. Now follow the sound of my voice, come further down, get closer.

For centuries my kind has helped yours with the task of satisfying their need for fire, not for enlightenment but for luminosity and warfare. In the near future, if you make good use of my teachings, this might change. But I digress, power is what we source for you. This power comes out of my kind’s system in the smelly and grotesques form of feces, used for ignition of fire weapons. Your kind also comes into my den looking for graphite, to later use it as means for writing and harvest the power of shaping minds. Out of these two power sources the one mankind seems to be the most obsessed with is the one that expands rapidly and ends up been deadly; reflecting mankind’s destructive nature. My kind decided to keep helping humanity on this lethal path for destruction, as it helps holding us in a higher position in this realm’s hierarchy. We play along with man’s bidding, there is no need for us to fight them. As they walk in, I hear the bells from the metals and the heavy steps of the beasts that give them a false sense of security; they are quick to get my “den dung” and later on use it to eliminate themselves, one never knows for whom one works. And there you have it, the first revelation, a byproduct of my existence causing your self-destruction. What? Don’t make that face, and don’t even think for a second about shedding a tear, we are anti-cries in this place…After you develop that thick skin you will only use tears to moisture your eyes at will, commonly known as “crocodile tears”. I’m a creation of multiple “sorrows cycles“, I’ve seen many generations of suns covered with darkness and cloudy judgements as the world turns “to coal“. But I remain optimistic on a better future for both of us, You and I share the same “fate” now, as you can see, there is “hope” at the bottom of my “chest”. Key information is timeless and contagious a mean for transcendence, an escape to another dimension not bounded by time. With my knowledge and your connections we can turn this render-vous into the spirit of an “Era” a new ethos that brings about more creatures like us. This mutualism will integrate both thinking systems into the universe’s “echosystem”. Once I’m done with everything I have to say, I’ll let you “leave“. Write my spells and hope your kind doesn’t harm you. I suppose they’ll be civilized enough as to abide by ancient and modern ethics that call for not killing the messenger, for the messenger is not responsible for the message itself. Any violation to this practice is just savage. They cannot prove the message came out of your psyche, as they cannot prove that you know what every single word means. The act of killing over ones interpretation of sounds that come out of mouths would be as killing a bird that repeats words, people should be mocking anyone that kills these birds, it is a sinful act. But knowing your kind and your fragile egos I wouldn’t bet against your savage nature. There you have it a second revelation of the way you kill your own singing birds, spirits, the minds that activate change. ….The ekklesia’s function is to allow for communion, the open discussion of ideas amongst fellow members of a community. Important matters that when discussed publicly can save lives. Knowledge is the key and means for moving forward as a civilization.

Our relationship should not follow the conventional mentor-mentee route (root); think of me as a source of light that clears your judgement. I’m a sorcerer of information myself. Throughout the ages I’ve been accumulating ideas, experiences and strategies that mapped your ways. My visitors have always fell compelled to share their stories to ease tension. Their fear channels honesty on every tale. For digging truth resort to compare their stories with my general knowledge and my “guts” feeling until I can get a grip on the truth. It is true that there is nothing new under the sun, but ancient knowledge lurks in the shadows.

Did you hear that? ….I thought I heard something… It May have been my belly. See, my kind tends to have a watchful nature, like a vigilant cyclops looking for wolves in sheep’s clothing, even the wrong temperature sets me on the alert; too cold could be fatal, too haut and I feel my body melting like Icarus falling to his death; just the thought of it makes me want to “byte my tale” I guess that is how it will end, as we know, Helios spares no-one. I’m aware that some of your kind can vaticinate the same.

Let me tell you something about ends and new beginnings of your kind. When and Where are the most important pieces of information for an event. When is ambiguous, you get different answers depending on who is counting, since we know times repeat in cycles, then the one you can rely on to situate yourself is where. Situate yourself in the right location and wait for the right time to come. The commemoration dates usually vary from the beginning of a civilization to the passing of an important figure; however, since there was time before these events, most humans consider their own count on this plane the most important one, so each year of their count they celebrate been alive, light up candles in the dark and ask for “wishes” In hopes that the smoke take their desire high in the clouds and becomes a reality. They do this to sort of summon happiness for the year to come. As I mentioned before, “when” is uncertain whereas “where” is more tangible. There are sky-marks as well as landmarks that may sometimes be aligned with sky-marks to guide your path from very far. There main idea here is that if you agreed upon an encounter and had to choose between knowing where or when, make sure you know where, as you can always get there the earliest possible and wait, the place is the domain, time is variable. You are now here in this place and time with me, I had been waiting, I just let time do its thing. Now you may be wondering, What is all this “when” and “where” leading to and why is it so important? Well, this is actually for your benefit, are you not here to enjoy the pleasures of life regardless of the time and place you happen to be in? Precisely, knowledge of when and where grounds you in the present, when and where are the anchors of the here and now. It will help you strategize better on how to be more resourceful and more accurate. Improving your efficiency at getting the life pleasures you crave so much. I’ve been persuaded to believe that the seek of pleasure is your kind’s most deeply rooted nature. I’m a witness of how far your kind is willing to go for the procurement of resources, after all you are in this cave seeking for something to advance your life, just like many others have. If we were to apply this notion to the most extreme scenario, scarcity of resources and the need to extent lifetime here and now, any organism would consume the closest source of energy available, some individuals would go as far as eating its own kind, just like a wildfire consuming everything it touches just with the soul purpose of prolonging its existence. The mind has the need to preserve itself, therefore, the rest of your body will move and go about life to execute such command; in case your body doesn’t react to procure a source of energy, then the whole body suffers, an unpleasant sensation from within comes about, your “guts” making sounds and burning, as if they were punishing you, they would even start to consume your vital organs if you don’t react quick enough. Let me extent this cannibal lecture if I may, The theme of humans consuming their own flesh and blood is ancient, many practitioners of the “craft” have paid a visit and told me about their whereabouts. In the case of witches, more than tradition, is about survival through conning. They prey mainly on the weak minded and the young ones; They usually lure them into a trap using hard candy, after the victim is without escape they strike. This conssumption of young flesh and blood is believed to provide the witch vitality. Other wiccans had a more intellectual approach towards canibalism they just wanted information. They studied victims they dug out of the grave for research and analysis. Some are sent to this world as sheep amongst wolves, the alpha wolf never passes on the opportunity to eat the heart, only snakes go for the head first. If you find yourself ammit a heart eater, avoid the situation. Balance pros and cons. Humans self preservation through consuming one’s own kind, whether it be literal or metaphoric, is a practice as old as the times of Saturn devouring its children, even though humans try to shy away from it, old stories like the one of King Lycan, falling back to cannibalistics practices, keep roaming around your tales. This is a revelation of another sin mankind is obsessed with.

A true king serves and empowers its people, a true king if given the choice would rather burn and be coursed instead of having to witness its loved ones fall victim to despair. Would you steal fire from Vulcan to deliver your people from darkness? Rulers choose momentary suffering to see people rejoice for eternity, for our lives are finite but legacies are Long Lasting. Rulers are measuring instruments used to establish the depth of the human character. A king is a servant. See, Im not much of a story teller but I like a ‘Song of the old Nick‘, a story that I like to call The Two Little Kings…