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Selkie
You stole my fur skin
Left me out in the ice, marooned and I am naked
A harvest moon laughs at me
Shivering with cold as I clutch my bruised heart
Shipwrecked
Battered by the harsh North winds, I choke on my hair
I need to go now
I need to dive where I can no longer be found
As I plummet into the deep blue
The depths serve me a transient salvation
From the words tinkering with my head
All I might have said or might not have said
Effervescence tickles its'way up my legs and I feel little once more
Snug in my womb
The distant sounds evanesce
As I separate, A selkie, I always knew
From the day you cast me off the shallows
I floundered, wanting to sink but you kept me afloat
When my home is really down here
Encapsulated I pull weightless shapes
Not wanting to say goodbye
But my mind whispers melancholic soliloquies
and instead, I pine
my cunt instinctively rocking
because I need to fuck you
I am a danger to myself
You make me so perfectly desperate
Mixed up with past and present
let me sleep, underwater love.
Left me out in the ice, marooned and I am naked
A harvest moon laughs at me
Shivering with cold as I clutch my bruised heart
Shipwrecked
Battered by the harsh North winds, I choke on my hair
I need to go now
I need to dive where I can no longer be found
As I plummet into the deep blue
The depths serve me a transient salvation
From the words tinkering with my head
All I might have said or might not have said
Effervescence tickles its'way up my legs and I feel little once more
Snug in my womb
The distant sounds evanesce
As I separate, A selkie, I always knew
From the day you cast me off the shallows
I floundered, wanting to sink but you kept me afloat
When my home is really down here
Encapsulated I pull weightless shapes
Not wanting to say goodbye
But my mind whispers melancholic soliloquies
and instead, I pine
my cunt instinctively rocking
because I need to fuck you
I am a danger to myself
You make me so perfectly desperate
Mixed up with past and present
let me sleep, underwater love.
Published 1st Mar 2020
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2nd Mar 2020 00:42am
You know the Selkie well ;
And you capture the tone you chose , very well...
I could tell you much about that spirit...the real one
Yet you seem to know her as an inner intimate...;)
Very well worded , and scribed
And you capture the tone you chose , very well...
I could tell you much about that spirit...the real one
Yet you seem to know her as an inner intimate...;)
Very well worded , and scribed
2nd Mar 2020 2:53pm
Hi BW,
Well, that's the problem, I don't choose the tone it chooses me. I would like it to feel more flow and emotion. Weave. I have a lot to learn! (For someone who didn't go to school to often!)
I do! It's a hard acceptance.
I know the tales a little! Doesn't she abandon her human family?
And the males? ;)
Thank you for taking the time to comment. I appreciate the critique
Well, that's the problem, I don't choose the tone it chooses me. I would like it to feel more flow and emotion. Weave. I have a lot to learn! (For someone who didn't go to school to often!)
I do! It's a hard acceptance.
I know the tales a little! Doesn't she abandon her human family?
And the males? ;)
Thank you for taking the time to comment. I appreciate the critique
2nd Mar 2020 5:52pm
Well , you opened a door ;
So I shall attempt to explain...
I am a "Wietch" ( proper spelling ) of the Old Ways ;
I know , and teach , a very , very ancient
Language Code , given many names by
many cultures over time , and location...
Some , even called it the Babel Language ,
yet Native Americans called it Spider Woman's
Language , Book Covered With Crow Feathers ,
and Copper Woman's Language , Alchemists
called it Language Of The Birds , or Green
Language , It has been known as the Language
Of The Dragon in many Eastern cultures , etc...
The Druids referred to it as the Celtic Spiral ,
because they shaped the language in that form...
Yet :
It truly is the language underlying and running ,
the Associative Cortices program of the human
brain , as well the Code , running the Matrix Program...
( yes , those who made the movie knew )
It is , then , the source of all Magieck , and Legends...
We have certain arrangements of the Language ,
which we could term system sets , running what
we call consciousness ;
Each symbol of the Language has 77 levels , 44 base
symbols , thus 44 to the 77th power bits of information
encoded into our base operating underlying system...
We just may not , and most do not , access much of
that information , as known in totality , we call that
a *God* ;
Yet , why have I told you all this ?
Well , if you do proper research on Selkie Mythology ,
you would find a number of stories , not just one ,
of human / selkie interaction...
Now , as this language , or Code , I have spoken of
has many levels for each symbol , and one is number ,
each symbol has ; Letter / Meaning / Number Value ,
and more...( not human invention )...
Native Americans call this *The Law* ; the way it is...
So in this Code , there is an arrangement of symbols
which has a number value of 1788 ;
Selkie = 663
I Am = 30
Human = 19
Woman = 306
Shapeshifter = 587
To = 61
Seal = 131
= 1788
So , let us say , it is written into the Consciousness Program...
Yet , what is it , , ultimately ?
Well the clue is in the word itself ;
Selkie = 663
I could tell you that number is the number for
the "name of *God* , translated from one language
into another ;
Yet , I could also say 663 = Phase Shift Universe ;
( think about that meaning , and their stories )
Yet , I could also say :
663 = Soul Shapeshifter ;
Or ;
663 = Subconscious Memory
Yet ;
664 = Woman + Form
Or :
663 = To Know Language Of Woman
Which if one truly knew ;
Woman runs a consciousness program , much larger
than Man's ; but that is another story...
The *Sea Of The Subconscious* is vast...
I know this was a huge amount of information...
Just please realize...we , and the *universe* ,
are much more vast , than most can comprehend...
Yet we all awaken to the *Program* , one lifetime , or another...
Be well...keep writing...you have great talent...
Go talk to the Sea...listen to the whispers of a shell...
Bathe in water , and oils...feel like the Selkie !
So I shall attempt to explain...
I am a "Wietch" ( proper spelling ) of the Old Ways ;
I know , and teach , a very , very ancient
Language Code , given many names by
many cultures over time , and location...
Some , even called it the Babel Language ,
yet Native Americans called it Spider Woman's
Language , Book Covered With Crow Feathers ,
and Copper Woman's Language , Alchemists
called it Language Of The Birds , or Green
Language , It has been known as the Language
Of The Dragon in many Eastern cultures , etc...
The Druids referred to it as the Celtic Spiral ,
because they shaped the language in that form...
Yet :
It truly is the language underlying and running ,
the Associative Cortices program of the human
brain , as well the Code , running the Matrix Program...
( yes , those who made the movie knew )
It is , then , the source of all Magieck , and Legends...
We have certain arrangements of the Language ,
which we could term system sets , running what
we call consciousness ;
Each symbol of the Language has 77 levels , 44 base
symbols , thus 44 to the 77th power bits of information
encoded into our base operating underlying system...
We just may not , and most do not , access much of
that information , as known in totality , we call that
a *God* ;
Yet , why have I told you all this ?
Well , if you do proper research on Selkie Mythology ,
you would find a number of stories , not just one ,
of human / selkie interaction...
Now , as this language , or Code , I have spoken of
has many levels for each symbol , and one is number ,
each symbol has ; Letter / Meaning / Number Value ,
and more...( not human invention )...
Native Americans call this *The Law* ; the way it is...
So in this Code , there is an arrangement of symbols
which has a number value of 1788 ;
Selkie = 663
I Am = 30
Human = 19
Woman = 306
Shapeshifter = 587
To = 61
Seal = 131
= 1788
So , let us say , it is written into the Consciousness Program...
Yet , what is it , , ultimately ?
Well the clue is in the word itself ;
Selkie = 663
I could tell you that number is the number for
the "name of *God* , translated from one language
into another ;
Yet , I could also say 663 = Phase Shift Universe ;
( think about that meaning , and their stories )
Yet , I could also say :
663 = Soul Shapeshifter ;
Or ;
663 = Subconscious Memory
Yet ;
664 = Woman + Form
Or :
663 = To Know Language Of Woman
Which if one truly knew ;
Woman runs a consciousness program , much larger
than Man's ; but that is another story...
The *Sea Of The Subconscious* is vast...
I know this was a huge amount of information...
Just please realize...we , and the *universe* ,
are much more vast , than most can comprehend...
Yet we all awaken to the *Program* , one lifetime , or another...
Be well...keep writing...you have great talent...
Go talk to the Sea...listen to the whispers of a shell...
Bathe in water , and oils...feel like the Selkie !
