In search of the Divine



Dare I to introduce this account with the Homeric words Tell me, O muse, of that ingenious hero[ine] who travelled far and wide in the attempt to find the perfect opening?


For I will, depending on the aetherial winds that do blow in with the light of day, wander in pursuit of delicate and fleeting thoughts born of night and shadows. With my face turned toward the sun, I dance in the night’s path, calling unto Hekate and Helios to be the gentle patrons of these letters.

Which is what this account shall be. Letters written and set adrift on the arcane electric seas of the computer realm. Dear…

But to whom shall they be written? Myself, lovers, potential lovers, or just to the muses? For those curious eyes that wander the electric seas and find themselves touching briefly upon these shores? For all of the above? Yes, for all of those I would whisper to on the wind, in the sound of the sea, in the moonlight, from the sun dancing on wave top…

Talk to me.

And then there were four~


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I can now see floor — cleared floor — in all the rooms! What was 40 boxes is now 4.

The time-sink was organising as I unpacked. No more piles of material to be ‘sorted through later’ because that just ends up being piles of stuff that gets rearranged and never properly put away. It is all properly put away in its place and I am well pleased.

Had a small health concern with my daughter. She got infected with Lyme disease this summer, but as she was asymptomatic (no rash, no fever, no bull’s eye target), it was only by chance that she got properly diagnosed. They sent her blood off to test ‘just to be on the safe side’ and I am thankful they did.

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silivren penna míriel
o menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-díriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, sí nef aearon!
We still remember, we who dwell
In this far land beneath the trees
The starlight on the Western Seas
~J.R.R. Tolkien

And, as a result of all the consults, I was able to get my first reading of Star.Ships by Gordon White completed.

Quick impressions — everything he says about academia (as a former rat in that race) is spot on correct, doubly so about Egyptology. I felt quite vindicated and will buy him the drink of his choice should we ever meet in person. As for the rest, it is brilliant — go read it! — and renews my passion in singing.

Sing to the stars. They like it.


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