Brightest

unsure if that is the right term. forgive me.

The hoot of the owl we'll follow with care
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck
She'll lead us a goat-path no mortal should dare:
Come, off to the woodland to drink the moon's luck!
The tracks of Tod-Low'ry shall show us the way
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck
To glades which are hidden in harsh light of day:
Come, off to the woodland to drink the moon's luck!
We'll rade on the ridge at the top of the hill
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck
And humans shall find the wind suddenly chill:
Come, off to the woodland to drink the moon's luck!
Singing fey music from moonrise 'til dawn
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck
And as sudden we came, we'll sudden be gone:
Come, off to the woodland to drink the moon's luck!
We'll steal through the forest, which often at night
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck
Holds many a wonder for fairy delight:
Come, off to the woodland to drink the moon's luck!
The meadow-brook's waters to touch and to taste
Jack o' Green, Will o' Wisp, Robin and Puck,
With twilight upon us I bid ye make haste!
Come ye, o follow, to drink the moon's luck!

In the silence of the night,

Bwoof!!

I have been wanting to do these prompts for a while, but I haven't had a ton of time. Today is my day off, so I thought I might as well! I think my goal right now is to do them all, eventually! 

What questions about your identity have you stopped asking? What made you stop?

Trying out one of these prompts myself:

If your source material continued, changed significantly, or was rebooted — has that happened? And if so, what did it mean for your identity?

I have been in a fallow season for a while.  After these past 9 months on disability, I had hoped I would be coming out of it soon. 

I had thought that I had come to terms with the isolation and loneliness.  And I had thought I had turned a corner for the better.  But the latest report is that this period will continue for at least another 7 months.  And it feels devastating.

I have tried to use this time for introspection and for some self-growth.  I have tried to be positive through it all.

But I miss the sun and the wind and the water and the rain oh so terribly.  I long for the community I once had and can only hope I will have again.

The parts of me that are other are feel so trapped and restless in this confined body.  The parts of me that need to swim and fly and dance and run are now even more restricted in this broken human form.  Yet they are the parts I find myself trying to escape to for refuge more and more each day.

I long for all my parts to be whole again.  To be able to live entirely again.

But until that time, there is nothing I can do.  I am still.

I'm not sure how much of an outlier this is, but I went ahead and created a group for robots, androids, replicants, reploids, anyone who relates to having been an artificial life form.  

A lot of these might also apply to anyone [kin or otherwise] of a general magical or pagan persuasion as well. YMMV. Look to the *s for Eshari's humble opinion of which "count" more, as they're less explicable by other things.

I am reaching out to you
Through the walls of my body
But my arms are not my heart
In the end you must find me
In the centre of my soul
Rests a fiercely glowing light
Through the blackness of my mind
Casts a glimpse of burning white
Round that star hang walls of glass
Colours through a prism swirled
Only shadows of that light
Live to reach the outside world
And the one who made that star
Is an elf of ancient lands
In my mind her essence dwells
In the lines upon my hands
I must meet another elf
In the light of the same star
Then I would not be alone
Come to me, if elf you are
So if you know how it feels
Reaching for the starlit sky
At the same time pulling back
No one hears your wordless cry
If your soul lies in that light
Form a land forgot by man
From the depths of ancient woods
Find me waiting if you can

I'm not sure I ever even formally introduced myself here yet. That might change. I'm still working on some posts and articles. I write quite a bit, mostly on my tablet. I then transplant posts here. It helps to preserve more of my writings.

It is the sign
of the more than human:

Guess what I discovered ?? This website haha ^_^

It has been quite a long while since I last participated in anything even remotely relating to the otherkin community. I had started, more or less, in 2005. After quite a few many years, I opted out for a time.

It's rather simple, actually. When the Crone is coming to fruition in the waning dark of the Moon, you must create a black waxen image of your computer with wick for lighting, or black candle if you're not artistic. Upon it with your Burin, which can be found at various stores throughout the Internet, inscribe these words, "I desire to leave this list list", along with the Tattwa for the Element of Fire, representing freedom, change and destruction , the Elder Futhark rune of Thurisaz, representing freedom in movement, the masculine in action and destruction of obstacles, and the Ogham symbol for Birch, representing new beginnings, purification and changes. You'll need a banishing incense of your choice and two lodestones. Cast circle, yadda, yadda, yadda, dress waxen computer image or candle and place on pentacle, light.

I'm Liryen. Although I've been on the very fringes or peripheral edges of this community for some time, it's been a very long time now since I have been "active" in any meaningful sense of the word. Life has been keeping me busy, and my life has also changed a great deal. 

Xeep/Lucian - Souls

What assumptions are you trying not to make too quickly?

One topic I had been meaning to write more on is the usage of natural materials (bones, skins, stones and etc) in the otherkin and therianthropy exploration process. This is a topic I and my system have decades of experience on, having utilized natural materials in our personal explorations, our art and our magic for almost three decades now. I am, however, out of practice with writing and producing long form content, something I used to be very good at. Time and covid have left me rusty, and I'm working on changing that.