#sea-cucumber

[heraldrydiculous]

221 John  In the SCA, Herald Titles are usually associated with a branch herald position, or a Principality or Kingdom Principal Herald or deputy for a specific job. The highest Modern titles are 'Kings of Arms' (Ex. Lord Lyon King of Arms of England), in the SCA: Laurel Sovereign of Arms, Pelican and Wreath Heralds.

 The top ranking Kingdom Heralds are Principal Heralds, in Principalities they are 'Primary' Heralds. Heralds with long and outstanding service can receive a permanent Heraldic Title. Dipthong is unlikely to be one of them. The titles are usually an heraldic charge or descriptor, or a place-name, alone or sometimes with a tincture or attitude. (SCA Examples: Estoile Pursuivant, Azure, Badger, Black Dragon, Chevron (Doesn't rhyme with Khevron), Orle, Pantheon, etc). European examples: Surry, Lothier, Islay, Montfort, Cyprus, Rouge Rose,Johannes is the Latin form of the personal name that usually appears as "John" in English language contexts. It is a variant of the Greek name Ιωαννης (Ioannes / Greek, which is from the Hebrew יוֹחָנָן (Yôḥānnān, or Yochanan “‘Yahweh is gracious’”). German variants for Johannes are Johann, Hans (diminutized to Hänschen or Hänsel, Hannes, Danish: Jens, Dutch: Jan, English: Johanan, John, Johnny, and Jonny, French is Jean, Spanish: Juan , Portuguese: João, Catalan: Joan, Lithuanian: Jonas, Romanian is Ion, Italian: Giovanni, Seán - Irish or Scots Gaelic sometimes spelled in English as Shawn or Shaun, Estonian: Juhan, Jaan, Jaanus, Joonas and Hannes do come from the same root; Juss and Juku are the familiar names for Johannes., Ivan is Slavic, American – John or Jack, Jon short for Jonathan, Other various and copious names related to John: "Behind the Name - WAY more variants of John

2223 Cucumber 

[odettecarotte]

Autonomy

When in danger the sea-cucumber divides itself in two: one self it surrenders for devouring by the world, with the second it makes good its escape.

It splits violently into perdition and salvation, into fine and reward, into what was and what will be.

In the middle of its body there opens a chasm with two shores that are immediately alien.

On one shore death, on the other life. Here despair, there hope.

If a scale exists, the balance does not tip. If there is justice, here it is.

To die as much as necessary, without going too far. to grow back as much as needed from the remnant that survives.

We know how to divide ourselves, how true, we too. But only into a body and an interrupted whisper. Into body and poetry.

On one side the throat, laughter on the other, that's light and quickly dying.

Here's a heavy heart, there non omnis moriar, just three little words like three feathers in ascent.

The chasm does not cut us in two. The chasm surrounds us.