David Maple-Green's Addewid Diary
December 6, 2003 (Saturday)
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by Oliver Smith
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David Maple-Green's Addewid Diary
December 6, 2003 (Saturday) <= Today => by Oliver Smith OliverSmith@CyberPoet.com < Home < Writing < Addewid < Addewid Diary < December 2003 : Today's Entry |
Today's Datan from the
Darogan speaks of a
Spirit-Embracing Heterosexuality/Intersexuality
,
with changing
Pelider in the second, fifth
and eighth positions, moving to
Refuge of Peace.
George woke me up in panic this morning. A bat had worked its way into our apartment and was dangling peacfully from the window blinds at the foot of our bed. He detests these poor creatures, referring to them as "mice with wings" and insists that they be killed on sight, but I take a more merciful viewpoint. "Oh, its just looking for a warm place to spend the night," I say as I climb out of bed and look for a pair of gloves to, once again, play savior to the "little ones" of our planet. "Why don't you just kill the filthy thing," he said, as I wrapped my gloved hands around the soft, sleeping body and watched it slowly awaken and become overwhelmed with fear at being disturbed and held firmly. It was disoriented and freightened, but quiet and soon became motionless as it stared at me, helpless. "How can you stand to touch them. Won't you get rabies or something?" he continued. "No, even if it did bite me I doubt that much would come of it, but I'm wearing good leather gloves, so I should be pretty safe. Would you get up "GeeGee" and open the balcony door? I would like to set it free outside." "All right," he said while climbing out of bed, but don't expect me to go out there with you. And don't expect to come in until you are sure that it won't fly in." I assured him that the bat would not come in and that we would be able to go back to bed once we were finished. George slid open the balcony door and I stepped out into the crisp early morning air. It was only four in the morning and the sky was dark, a blanket of clouds was positioned over us and dropping a light drizzle. I placed the small dark-brown animal on top of the balcony banister and watched it move slowly in the cold air as it finished waking up. Before to long, its wings unfurled and it jumped into the frost laden air and disappeared beyond the reach of the security light gazing forlornly from the side of our apartment building. Satisfied that the bat would find a safe place to spend the rest of its night alive I opened the door and walked into George's embrace. "You are so nice to your little ones," he said smiling, then he kissed me and led me to the bedroom. "I'm so glad that we found each other and that you are so nice. I never though that I would experience something like this." We clung tightly to each other for the rest of the night. George fell right to sleep, but I was preoccupied by two things: thoughts of that frightened bat, and George's promise to take me to the yarn shop he had noticed on Grand Avenue in St Paul. I curious about whether that bat would remember me when it eventually dies on earth and its Spirit is reborn in Annwn, and whether I would encounter that same spirit after I die, even though I knew that I would be going to Addewid. But I just know that I will be able to find my way to one of the Munev and enter Annwn, just like Qwinn did, and if I was successful in doing that, then I might indeed meet the spirit of that little bat and perhaps even have a conversation with it. There are so many questions that I have about Addewid and Annwn and it just seems like there is so little of my life left to transcribe the messages from the trees and my conversations with mother and Qwinn. Praise be, The Blessed Three David Maple-Green |
