Chapter 1
i messed up. i looked back.
i wante dto go deeper into the forest, but i heard a growl.
i had committed to going deeper, but when i got there. All I had was a broken candle, leaning in the stand, lit by my bic. I left the lighter at the car. if i moveed too fast the flame would go out. i had instuctions, written on a flash card, i held it before the flame to stope the wind. still the fire could go out easily.
it was crazy. i could feel everything. the forest felt alive!!!
"The Beast." my mind said.
I stopped right there and left my offering near a tree. A wall of darkness peekin at me from behind the wood. A wooden basket filled with pears drizzled with honey sprinkled with Spanish saffron and silver coins.Again.
I looked back.
Did I not trust? It's just that growl.
I listened to a Hymn to Nut before I entered too. While I showered.
Ironically. I had watched "Sandman" yesterday. On a Sunday. The main character is Morpheus (i.e. Dream). I've been called Morpheus by myself and others. I dream a lot throughout my life. In the last episode Dream visited his mother -- Night.
I combined:
a hymn to Night
a ritual prayer
a fragile candle
a dark forest
Black Angels and Steely Dan
your lifelong connection to dreams
the symbolic weight of Morpheus
adrenaline
fear
imagination
Chapter 2:
I sat in the car and watche d the green candle burn. I twas lopsided and the light hovered over the basket.
I said this prayer before entering: Elegua, Alaroye, Asu Comani Guani, Kosi Iku, Kosi Aro, Kosi oso. I am JaKeris Porter: Ago Monte, Elegua. Ago Monte. Ogun. Ago Monte, Osanyin.
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