09/09/09

[wolven7]

I talked about magic, with a new co-worker, all today, and she didn't close off, glaze over, or run screaming. This happened because I thought it only appropriate that I cast some runes, today. Three groups of nine. Results:

Group One:
Line One:
Kano: Creative Fire. Opening. Power to create your reality; vital fire; transformation

Hagalaz: Chaotic, Untamed Natural Power; strength.

Perth: Knowledge of future patterns; evolution; initiation

Line 2:
Inguz: Fertility; internal growth; sacred female sexuality.

Laguz: Water; The Collective Unconscious; renewal.

Wunjo: Secret Knowledge; Joy; Fellowship; harmony.

Line Three:
Ansuz: Synthesis; inspiration; speech; true vision.

Algiz: Continuity; higher life; connection with gods/

Nauthiz: Constraint; need; resistance; self-initiation.

Group Two
Line One:

Inguz

Dagaz: Breakthrough; prosperity & fullness; awakening; self change

Laguz

Line Two:
Teiwaz: Strength; Warrior; Justice; Self-Sacrifice; Rationality

Kano

Fehu: Wealth; Nourishment; Divination; Prophecy

Line Three:
Ansuz

Othila: Aid in spiritual and Physical Journeys; increase and abundance

Jera: Good Harvest; Time of Peace

Group Three:
Line One:
Ansuz

Uruz: Changing Form; Adaptability; Tenacity; health.

Kano

Line Two:
Inguz

Hagalaz

Perth

Line Three:
Algiz

Laguz

Thurisaz

Anyone more practiced than me want to give this a go? From here, it's a kind of kick in the brain while screaming "THE FUTURE IS NOW, MOTHERFUCKER!" But I'd love to have some external input.

Comments

[halafax.livejournal.com]

I had planned on talking to you about some of that at D*C, but you were indisposed...


maybe some other time...

*gives coffee*

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Which part, specifically?

[halafax.livejournal.com]

in general, checking on a theory of mine regarding a friend of mine and the things she does.

Life the Universe everythig

[mrvi.livejournal.com]

As a narrative, which is how I always do mine:

Group 1:

Fire burns in the halls of princes, wisdom's gleam, cunning to wield. For ice there is, first ice, frozen, the resting place of Buri. Aye, Buri, grandfather to the Allfather - who is Grandfather to us all. Behold the First who is more than man, who dreams in the darkened lot-cup, the womb of possibility. What arises, in that first thought, from beyond the beginning? Who springs from the prima materia, implicate and intricate - the whitest of grains planted amidst shafowy heartbeats and rattling bones?

For in the fields and forests comes Igvi, proud and strong, Wane-brother, willing hostage of the tribe of Aesir, child of the seafoam 'neath Njord's firm eye. In te lakes and streams of rushing waters he bathes, his shining form bringing joy to giantesses an womankind. Listen aye, for the fields and the forests are rich and fecund, their structures and shape breaking walls, their nature implicate - a tree nestles whole inside a seed, the mighty oak resting in dreamless joy. Brother and sister lie together, the flow of potency, of joining and surging is an endless upwelling bound by no Law save Natura.

And in such joy, such welling power comes the poet's song, the warriors fury - Aesir-breath burning in intoxication, wisdom revealed by Freya's white and comely limbs. Behold the coming together of two tribes, war cracked open to reveal its essence, a necessity of rising godhood to bring order and beauty to the world...

[mrvi.livejournal.com]

O'm knackered, do the others later for ya if you like?

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I'd really appreciate it. I was hoping that you'd have a go at it, actually.

Thank you, very much.