Raven in Green again..

nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

Cerridwen, Goddess of inspiration and Transformation
August 13, 2003 5:07 p.m.

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So I saw this necklace at The Feast last year and I really felt that it called to me.

See, I have this odd belief that objects can decide if they want to be with someone....atleast upon certain occasions. I've come into contact with rings where it seems they want to be with me...they've stayed with me. This one time I was in a toy store with B and he was looking at action toy figurines and I looked down at my feet and there was a teddy bear, cute and soft. So I picked it up and it felt like he latched on to me....he was just hugging me....and I walked around the store holding him and him just hugging me back. When it was time to leave B asked me if I was putting the bear back....I said no, and bought him.....it really felt like he had claimed me.

So I saw this necklace almost a year ago at The Feast (of the Humter's Moon). And I've worked the feast every year since I was in highschool,...maybe late middle school....so we're talking maybe 10 years (wow has it been that many!) and every year I get a necklace...or a piece of jewelry....and last year the above one caught my eye. ...I saw it but thought it was a bit expensive...but I spent the rest of the day thinking about it. So I went back and got it.

The thing was, it didn't have a card or anything decribing the imagry...what the symbol meant. ..So I've spent past year wearing a necklace that wanted me ..having no idea what had claimed me.

So last weekend B and I were in Von's and he was looking at stones on chains and I saw in the case other necklace by the people who made mine...with various symbols...so I looked to find mine. ...Now I didn't find an oval verson of mine...but there was a pendant version and the card said it was the symbol of the Goddess of Transformation.

So the other night I did some yahoo searching and I found my necklace being sold online And it had the name of a goddess, Cerridwen. So I did some more yahooing and found information on her. She is the goddess inspiration usually worshipped by artists and poets. ...And the day of her festival is the day after my birthday.

I was claimed by the Goddess of inspiration! I was choosen by a muse!

I'm a bit weird out about being selected by a Goddess.

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