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A Tale Of Eternal Memory
Chapter Fourteen.
In the torment of your rejection, I watch another complete rotation of the wayfaring sun.
As his light burnishes the lonely skies and lonely landscapes, I wonder when you shall come back to me, when you shall once again seek the comforting radiance of my presence.
I sit amongst the still and stoic fir trees which line the confining borders of this world where I am made to live without you, as the moon and stars melt into Dawn's eerie twilight and the sun is born.
The disappearance of the night and all its brilliance reminds me of the first time I saw your star, the first time you shined your light upon me.
I saw you for all that you are, and then I watched you shoot across the macrocosmic darkness that I might chase your mystery, that I might encounter all mysteries in the course of my pursuit.
The dawn fades as the wayward sun rises: moment phases into moment, Time moves from the Present to the Past, and I am at-one with all things.
I tell you that I know all things, and you sit beside me with your secrets veiled in a silent face, in a distant gaze.
Yet your spirit knows that I perceive the connective strands of all creation, in all their parallel and convergent courses, and all the godly forces which weave them into an infinite Pattern of Conscious Design.
You, the Eternal Mother, lent your spirit to give life to the Design, to give life to a dream, a fable, a truth, and even a god.
I was born from your desire for self-definition and self-fulfillment, when you felt trapped and yearned for the universe to show you the true nature of your identity.
You got your wish: as your call boomed in the sky like storm-driven thunder, I looked up and saw you shining beyond the clouds of my despair.
My Lady, your spirit called to me and I answered, I came to you.
When I approached you as an impoverished and battle-scarred mortal, your spiritual voice spoke to me.
"I see you are a traveller." Your spirit said.
"I am a traveller", I responded, "I have travelled far, as far as the east is to the west."
"And what paths have you travelled?" Your spirit asked.
"I have travelled many paths, but I travel the Red Path, the Path of the Sorcerer."
"My Path is the Path of the Observer, the Path of Neutrality, and Balance".
"My path is the path of the dual particle, the dual state, in between all things, yet connected to all things".
"I am the snow; I am the misty veils and fogs; I am crystal; I am the pink-tinted dawn and the mystic dusk that bruises the sky and helps the sun sleep".
"I am the convergence zone, the threshold state wherein the conscious mind becomes aware of the multifaceted dimensions and superstates through which the Pattern flows eternally".
A brief silent air captured our spirits in a sacred and endless moment, a state of critical mass initiated by the gravity of two polar opposites side by side yet separated.
In that moment we identified each other by observing ourselves in one another.
"I see you, Planewalker". Your spirit acknowledged.
" I see you, my Sorrowful One." I affirmed.
Your spirit began to touch me in a way that I had never been touched by any mortal maiden, and drawing me closer, you explained the nature of the quest which you chose me to undertake on your behalf.
"I have a request, O, Wanderer", You stated with a knowing smile.
"Although I know that your spirit is weary and torn and diminished, have you the will to aid me in my quest for fulfillment?"
I smiled back at you with one mind, one spirit, and one understanding, and recited my first praise of your Divine Essence:
"I was tired and cold, and living in the shadow of hopelessness--a shadow cast by the willing
sacrifice of all I had been."
"But in the warm healing light of your presence, I find that I am no longer burdened by a long road of sufferance and deprivation."
"Tell me what you need from me." I instructed.
"Alas, I am lost and uninspired, repressed and breaking open, dissatisfied with the lack of
appreciation for my sacrifices."
"I am filled with an unrelenting longing to run away into a new field of stars and worlds and dreams, in a life of my own making, in a design of my own choosing."
"I am stirred, yet I am timid, and I seek a light to guide me forward."
"I offer you my spirit, that you might tell me who I am." You proposed.
"Then show me all that you are." I responded with joyful acceptance.
In that eternal moment your spirit touched me and I embraced you, and in your eyes I saw the world of all that you are, the world you bid me help you recover.
"You are an ancient spirit", I informed, "yet you are young of mind, young of heart; you are a
Maiden-Soul, yet you are an Aged Mother."
"You are a shooting star, yet you are all the stars, embodied in the qualities generated by the shape of their positions."
"You are the Twelve Constellations, imbued as a single entity in one spirit; twelve plus one equals thirteen."
"And I am the sun that voyages through your every constellation, to define the whole and find the Oneness that you are."
" Twelve plus one equals thirteen: the stars you are, the sun I am."
"First we were One Spirit, then we were One Mind."
"We separated ourself into two distinct creations, material opposites, yet spiritually one and the same."
"In your need for separation, I was created from the light of your world, the shadow of your world."
"Two is the number of the Dual God: the Sun King, the Great Lord of the Dark."
"When you showed me the world that you saw in yourself, the world you saw for yourself, my desire to create this world manifested a third part of our being."
"Three is the number of manifestation, for three is the world we created in your likeness, and
in your desire, my likeness; and the Manifest World is our Child."
"Three is the number of the Goddess: the Maiden, the Mother, the Crone."
"In the creation of your world, we became Five: The earth and sky that you are, the fire and water that I am, each element distinct of quality and force, yet each united in the Oneness of our Spirit."
"When our world became a true reality, we became Eight: I as Two, the ever-turning Wheels of Life and Time; and you as Six, the Scales of Infinity, the resistance and the judgement of my cyclic journey through the changing seasons of being."
"Two is the number of Possibility; Six is the number of Progression; and Eight is the number of Eternity."
"My number is Eight, for I am the Servant of the Wheel, and I move the Wheel through the Tides of Passage."
"I am the Servant of the Wheel, and you, my Goddess, are the Wheel."
"Eight plus One equals Nine, and Nine is the number of completion."
"When the qualitative design of the Pattern was complete, we became Thirteen."
"Five for limited yet eternally-generated Creation, and eight for infinite movement of Creation:
you are the Generator, and I am the Constructor."
"I am the Dozen King, the God of observation who viewed the world of your design, and now drags it across The Seas of Oblivion to bring it back to you."
"I am the Dozen King and you are the Morrigan: Twelve plus One equals Thirteen."
"Your number is Thirteen, for you encompass as One Creation, all the phasing aspects of the Moon."
"Thirteen is the number of the Muse, the number of intuitive reflection, Divine Communication and transformative inspiration."
"You are the necessary impetus in mankind to invent and explore, create and evolve: for you are the passion of all things, and you are the beauty of all things."
"Thirteen is the number of the Grail, the complete mystery of Femininity: your mystery, the mystery you showed me, the mystery I showed back to you... the mystery you share with me yet deny from me."
"As the Ages we wove into an ornate Lace were moved by the passion of our timeless Lovestory, we then became Twenty-one."
"Eight for infinite exploration of consciousness, Thirteen for infinite transformation of consciousness."
"Twenty One is the number of the Covenant: the promise we made to one another while we were yet of One Mind, One Spirit, and One Understanding."
"Two for the individual polarities we are, and One for the Oneness that we always were, always are, and always will be...."
© Leonard Rocco Grillo
In the torment of your rejection, I watch another complete rotation of the wayfaring sun.
As his light burnishes the lonely skies and lonely landscapes, I wonder when you shall come back to me, when you shall once again seek the comforting radiance of my presence.
I sit amongst the still and stoic fir trees which line the confining borders of this world where I am made to live without you, as the moon and stars melt into Dawn's eerie twilight and the sun is born.
The disappearance of the night and all its brilliance reminds me of the first time I saw your star, the first time you shined your light upon me.
I saw you for all that you are, and then I watched you shoot across the macrocosmic darkness that I might chase your mystery, that I might encounter all mysteries in the course of my pursuit.
The dawn fades as the wayward sun rises: moment phases into moment, Time moves from the Present to the Past, and I am at-one with all things.
I tell you that I know all things, and you sit beside me with your secrets veiled in a silent face, in a distant gaze.
Yet your spirit knows that I perceive the connective strands of all creation, in all their parallel and convergent courses, and all the godly forces which weave them into an infinite Pattern of Conscious Design.
You, the Eternal Mother, lent your spirit to give life to the Design, to give life to a dream, a fable, a truth, and even a god.
I was born from your desire for self-definition and self-fulfillment, when you felt trapped and yearned for the universe to show you the true nature of your identity.
You got your wish: as your call boomed in the sky like storm-driven thunder, I looked up and saw you shining beyond the clouds of my despair.
My Lady, your spirit called to me and I answered, I came to you.
When I approached you as an impoverished and battle-scarred mortal, your spiritual voice spoke to me.
"I see you are a traveller." Your spirit said.
"I am a traveller", I responded, "I have travelled far, as far as the east is to the west."
"And what paths have you travelled?" Your spirit asked.
"I have travelled many paths, but I travel the Red Path, the Path of the Sorcerer."
"My Path is the Path of the Observer, the Path of Neutrality, and Balance".
"My path is the path of the dual particle, the dual state, in between all things, yet connected to all things".
"I am the snow; I am the misty veils and fogs; I am crystal; I am the pink-tinted dawn and the mystic dusk that bruises the sky and helps the sun sleep".
"I am the convergence zone, the threshold state wherein the conscious mind becomes aware of the multifaceted dimensions and superstates through which the Pattern flows eternally".
A brief silent air captured our spirits in a sacred and endless moment, a state of critical mass initiated by the gravity of two polar opposites side by side yet separated.
In that moment we identified each other by observing ourselves in one another.
"I see you, Planewalker". Your spirit acknowledged.
" I see you, my Sorrowful One." I affirmed.
Your spirit began to touch me in a way that I had never been touched by any mortal maiden, and drawing me closer, you explained the nature of the quest which you chose me to undertake on your behalf.
"I have a request, O, Wanderer", You stated with a knowing smile.
"Although I know that your spirit is weary and torn and diminished, have you the will to aid me in my quest for fulfillment?"
I smiled back at you with one mind, one spirit, and one understanding, and recited my first praise of your Divine Essence:
"I was tired and cold, and living in the shadow of hopelessness--a shadow cast by the willing
sacrifice of all I had been."
"But in the warm healing light of your presence, I find that I am no longer burdened by a long road of sufferance and deprivation."
"Tell me what you need from me." I instructed.
"Alas, I am lost and uninspired, repressed and breaking open, dissatisfied with the lack of
appreciation for my sacrifices."
"I am filled with an unrelenting longing to run away into a new field of stars and worlds and dreams, in a life of my own making, in a design of my own choosing."
"I am stirred, yet I am timid, and I seek a light to guide me forward."
"I offer you my spirit, that you might tell me who I am." You proposed.
"Then show me all that you are." I responded with joyful acceptance.
In that eternal moment your spirit touched me and I embraced you, and in your eyes I saw the world of all that you are, the world you bid me help you recover.
"You are an ancient spirit", I informed, "yet you are young of mind, young of heart; you are a
Maiden-Soul, yet you are an Aged Mother."
"You are a shooting star, yet you are all the stars, embodied in the qualities generated by the shape of their positions."
"You are the Twelve Constellations, imbued as a single entity in one spirit; twelve plus one equals thirteen."
"And I am the sun that voyages through your every constellation, to define the whole and find the Oneness that you are."
" Twelve plus one equals thirteen: the stars you are, the sun I am."
"First we were One Spirit, then we were One Mind."
"We separated ourself into two distinct creations, material opposites, yet spiritually one and the same."
"In your need for separation, I was created from the light of your world, the shadow of your world."
"Two is the number of the Dual God: the Sun King, the Great Lord of the Dark."
"When you showed me the world that you saw in yourself, the world you saw for yourself, my desire to create this world manifested a third part of our being."
"Three is the number of manifestation, for three is the world we created in your likeness, and
in your desire, my likeness; and the Manifest World is our Child."
"Three is the number of the Goddess: the Maiden, the Mother, the Crone."
"In the creation of your world, we became Five: The earth and sky that you are, the fire and water that I am, each element distinct of quality and force, yet each united in the Oneness of our Spirit."
"When our world became a true reality, we became Eight: I as Two, the ever-turning Wheels of Life and Time; and you as Six, the Scales of Infinity, the resistance and the judgement of my cyclic journey through the changing seasons of being."
"Two is the number of Possibility; Six is the number of Progression; and Eight is the number of Eternity."
"My number is Eight, for I am the Servant of the Wheel, and I move the Wheel through the Tides of Passage."
"I am the Servant of the Wheel, and you, my Goddess, are the Wheel."
"Eight plus One equals Nine, and Nine is the number of completion."
"When the qualitative design of the Pattern was complete, we became Thirteen."
"Five for limited yet eternally-generated Creation, and eight for infinite movement of Creation:
you are the Generator, and I am the Constructor."
"I am the Dozen King, the God of observation who viewed the world of your design, and now drags it across The Seas of Oblivion to bring it back to you."
"I am the Dozen King and you are the Morrigan: Twelve plus One equals Thirteen."
"Your number is Thirteen, for you encompass as One Creation, all the phasing aspects of the Moon."
"Thirteen is the number of the Muse, the number of intuitive reflection, Divine Communication and transformative inspiration."
"You are the necessary impetus in mankind to invent and explore, create and evolve: for you are the passion of all things, and you are the beauty of all things."
"Thirteen is the number of the Grail, the complete mystery of Femininity: your mystery, the mystery you showed me, the mystery I showed back to you... the mystery you share with me yet deny from me."
"As the Ages we wove into an ornate Lace were moved by the passion of our timeless Lovestory, we then became Twenty-one."
"Eight for infinite exploration of consciousness, Thirteen for infinite transformation of consciousness."
"Twenty One is the number of the Covenant: the promise we made to one another while we were yet of One Mind, One Spirit, and One Understanding."
"Two for the individual polarities we are, and One for the Oneness that we always were, always are, and always will be...."
© Leonard Rocco Grillo
