Ah, well, it's good to know someone can speak to me levelly at this point. I worry I'm not hearing it sometimes... I'm going through a slightly more irrational period in my already irrational existance. And that's alright, it just takes adjustment.
The weather patterns, perhaps not in the world but certainly those encompassing my area, do not sicken me so much as they are sick themselves. There is fever in the wind, whispering and pernicious. I am not ill with it... just often tired and almost always cold, despite the unseasonable (extremely unseasonable) heat. Warm spells come like this periodically, but never last for more than a few days... we're coming on two weeks now for this one.
Your 'involvement' as I put it is less something that I can outline in logical detail than it is a visceral sensation. I tend to live as best I can by those, due to the nature of my being. When I read your posts about your ailment, it felt very much like something inside of me lurched rather violently. I was overcome by considerable anxiety at the time, trying to peice together thoughts that I still cannot quite see in full.
This is the 'clash' in my mind that I referred to, and I have this feeling in the back of my spirit that something told me, as in a dream, that the two incidents were somehow threaded together. I couldn't hazard a guess at -what- that connection was, but, we take what we can get...
I suppose that's where dragons wriggelled in there, but that's a simpler explanation. I've 'spoken' to one or two of them, in a sense, and in my experience when one is speaking to a dragon, one will be aware of the communication and participating, but will immediately 'forget' all or most of what was said. It seems to become subconscious knowledge, rather than conscious knowledge, as if descending immediately into the very depths of the long term memory.
This might go a little further into what I meant to convey, but certainly let me know if I've not made myself understood. It's quite probable.
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branchandroot
Re: teaching passion
Date: 2003-02-12 09:01 am (UTC)The weather patterns, perhaps not in the world but certainly those encompassing my area, do not sicken me so much as they are sick themselves. There is fever in the wind, whispering and pernicious. I am not ill with it... just often tired and almost always cold, despite the unseasonable (extremely unseasonable) heat. Warm spells come like this periodically, but never last for more than a few days... we're coming on two weeks now for this one.
Your 'involvement' as I put it is less something that I can outline in logical detail than it is a visceral sensation. I tend to live as best I can by those, due to the nature of my being. When I read your posts about your ailment, it felt very much like something inside of me lurched rather violently. I was overcome by considerable anxiety at the time, trying to peice together thoughts that I still cannot quite see in full.
This is the 'clash' in my mind that I referred to, and I have this feeling in the back of my spirit that something told me, as in a dream, that the two incidents were somehow threaded together. I couldn't hazard a guess at -what- that connection was, but, we take what we can get...
I suppose that's where dragons wriggelled in there, but that's a simpler explanation. I've 'spoken' to one or two of them, in a sense, and in my experience when one is speaking to a dragon, one will be aware of the communication and participating, but will immediately 'forget' all or most of what was said. It seems to become subconscious knowledge, rather than conscious knowledge, as if descending immediately into the very depths of the long term memory.
This might go a little further into what I meant to convey, but certainly let me know if I've not made myself understood. It's quite probable.