Saturday, April 16, 2011

as the writer reveals as he is revealed, as you gaze into the abyss the abyss gazes into you, and he who fights monsters should take care, lest they become the monster to, and all the words of wisdom, the sages scribe are fading like embers off a dying star, their light is seen for what seems to be eternity but in cosmic terms is a moment, so shine bright, stay true and steady as she goes.
i was in classical times, a visitor at the invitation of pythia, priestess to apollo at delphi, it was the eve of it's fall as the deluded fools of roma, that pig headed theodosius was scribing his orders for the cessation of pagan temples and practice. we had but hours before his men arrive.
pythia in her red silks took me into her temple and i showed her sensual sutras of my dionysian ways, the flesh interfaced with the sprit world, for pythia remained virginal until this moment, and as she moaned and whispered my name and not apollo's her eyes closed and she went into a trance.
in her chambers there was a strange well like area, sealed with a heavy slate, we removed it and let the fumes fill the room, the strange amniotic like mist rose and engulfed us, it was think and heavy and not with out it's own sensuality, but as we lay copulating i could see the strange visions bestowed upon us by the gods, as pythia begun to speak and mumble in foreign words, a strange guttural babbling, the occasional recognisable words amongst them. i listened and watched her skin changed colour, she started to shift, almost snake like, almost reptilian, she spoke of the future.
'xmnujh js 2l dddk, avitar nhejf fjjjpoq, the fall of man, the wisdom of fools, the dawn of the end nlsjs lkiuye, whoooo can save you, who can save you who who, is his name lost is his name lost to time for they come in are committees, and they speak of governance, and they spread across the world and they have united army, united words, one language, one currency, one goal, the domination of the individual, for they are united and legion is their name.'
she fell into a sleep, her body stopped moving, her skin cold and clammy like a serpent. and then at first light the soilders came, they took her away as i watched hidden in the mountain, they destroyed delphic temple sealing it and then burring it under a landslide. the soldiers then took her exhausted body and disappeared into the castalian hills.
i never heard or saw her again, but her words have haunted me through several lifetimes, and now i remember and now i think i understand, i know a terrible season is upon us, i know it.

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