mandag den 23. marts 2015

Undercurrents" (With Ran and Venus in mind)



Anady often walked along the West Sea coast and looked for amber. She rarely found it, because it was not what she was most focused on. Maybe she persuaded herself that that was why she went there, but there was something else that occurred to her. A strange sadness or loss, she didn’t understand, because she lacked nothing. She had over the years received some beautiful amber jewelry of worshipers, and she wore them gladly because she loved natural things.

When the west wind caused the sea to roar in a special way, there appeared vague memories in her mind. As if that was something she knew, although it didn’t give immediate sense to her. She sensed giant nets filled with helpless sailors, and she felt a certain delight in imagining, she pulled them down into the depths of the ocean, so they drowned. This she did not understand, and when she later, in mind, went against the beach after her atrocity, it was like she was received with celebration of a goddess-like figure with flowers and myrtle in her etheric clothing.

When she considered the goddess, she felt her own nudity. It made her not embarrassed, the goddess was a mother figure, and she felt herself like reborn.

"Ah, yes," she thought often. "If I mention these thoughts for someone, they will think I'm crazy. But now I get an uncontrollable urge to find a giant seashell. So, I can always look for amber later. And then I’ll go home and make a pot of hot cocoa and smear some bread with a good layer of tooth butter. A sea trip  always gives me appetite."



  

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