Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Saturday, March 21, 2015

I Love the Forest

Two years ago I was under the impression that we humans were really fairy creatures vibrating at a frequency that makes us appear as human.  The  World wide Om changed with the industrialization and our reality  and bodies look different because of that.  That of course is a psychotic theory.  I thought my fellow humans were trolls, gnomes, elves, fairies, brownies, sprites and others.

In February '13 or December '12 I started seeing phosphenic visions.  I saw many animals and angels.

Fast backward to August of '73. (I am not certain of exact year)  I hiked into the forest behind our cottage...Up to the hillside in the dark at 5:30 am.  I wanted to see a deer on the trail--which I saw.  I was fearless.  The forest creatures at that point knew my identity.  "ahaa! Look, she is a forest sprite!  We have not seen one of them in many years."  Deer travel mostly dawn and dusk.

I started dating after my divorce and  met B.  He lived with me for a few years.  He had had a medical condition of having grown a horn (in his past.)  He had played the clarinet in his youth.  Now..I realize that he was a faun in disguise.  The boyfriend that followed him was a centaur.  His biggest hobby was mountain biking. Centaurs have the body of a horse and the upper body and head of a man.  So mountain biking is very much a metaphor of being a centaur. He brought me puffballs.

I have no resentment to these forest men......I guess in some way they kept me connected to that 12 year old who saw the deer in the forest.  (must have been a buck)

I imagine most people will think of this blog entry as pure fantasy.  I would think so my self......except that the phosphenic visions tell me different story.  I think that there is another realm that is unseen by most. It might be a secret known to crazy people only.  A phosphenic faun visited me to advise me to have gratitude to the trees for the maple syrup season.  I most certainly spread this request to my loved ones.

Sadly the forest world is very endangered. Even in Africa the "wildlife" is closely managed.  Humans keep multiplying and driving cars.  What will become of this planet?

B. and G. (G. has a painting I gifted him and a coffee mug in his hand.  It was a Lexus mug.)
The painting is of a chapel in Italy dedicated to The Bicyclist.  Our Lady of Ghisallo keeps cyclists safe.

If you look closely at the circle you shall see a woodland sprite peeking through from the other realm.  My ex B. and I hiked around Stony brook park years ago.

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