Spirited Paths November Newsletter
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Spirited Paths November Newsletter
A year after Winter Solstice 2012, and Thursday Betwixt - Spirited Paths Newsletter http://eepurl.com/JiORP
THE LAST NIGHT
By the end of the conference it starts to rain.
Water totally takes me by surprise. After a week of no rain I had forgotten that around here rain is regular and intense (the ancient name of Palenque is actually “place of the Great Waters”). But maybe it will stop soon…
Soon after the sky is lit by an impressive series of thunders and lightnings, as if Hunab Ku was taking our picture: “There they are, those of Palenque 2012: cheeeeese!”
After dinner we go see what’s happening in Maya Bell. In a big meadow we can see some people around a big bonfire. It is the beginning of the night ceremony led by Don Marzo. We get closer and we listen to the invocations in Mayan dialect, while the sky keeps on taking our pictures. Don Marzo grabs the sacred stick and asks the sky for protection, in Spanish, and for “ropa seca, ropa limpia para la ceremonia de mañana”. I pray that the stick works and the sky will listen.
We go back to our room in Panchan and at about 1 am the rain starts to pour heavily. Very heavily. A full-on apocalypctic deluge has just started.
At 4:30 am we wake up and decide to meditate in our room. The rain is downpouring very loud, while inside of me I have to silence a very loud paranoia that the river (not sure which one) is overflooding. I connect with the center of the galaxy, I open to receive whatever it wishes to transmit me… and I connect with the thousands of people who are doing the same thing all over the world… and I smile… everything has happened as predicted… the belief has orchestrated its own self-fullfillment… in the next few years we shall see what this means…
I made a mixtape for the end of the world! HAPPY SOLSTICE! from BLACK PINEAPPLE
"It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas, though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and Mankind." — HP Lovecraft, "The Festival"
Three days till Solstice! If the Old Ones awaken on Friday, that was me :3
Both Song of Saya and Fate Zero were written by Urobuchi Gen.
After playing through Song of Saya, I wasn't really sure how I should feel about the story.
On the one hand Saya and Fuminori seemed to legitimately love one another; but on the other their both horribly damaged beings who murdered others to sustain their obviously unhealthy relationship. That being said, I cried a little during the game's "true ending."
I'll likely do another play through of Song of Saya later this month as a part of my Solstice celebration. Expect lots of Saya-related angst.