Monday, February 16, 2015

I had meant to make a post a few days ago after a party being held by a group of druids but I slept more or less the last couple of days as a result. I suppose you could say the party was that good.

Anyway druids, harvest wardens, useful heathen treeworshippers or whatever you call them. They're the people who can  somehow commune with the plants and convince them to grow faster and in certain ways.... the ones in SLC also throw a wicked party, and I'm still trying to make sense of the dream I had after drinking a mug of the filtered sap they were passing around. The ones here have a massive maple tree that they consider to be the source of their abilities... I'm not interested in arguing theology so there's that. Grew up through the center of a building and smashed it all to pieces and when they aren't out tending to the fields most of them hang out under the tree and have converted it into apartments for the lot of them.

Anyway, last Monday they invited Eivan to their second spring festival, and Eivan in turn invited the rest of us to come along on Friday for that. Drums, bonfires (which honestly still seems like a bad idea in an underground environment that close to the root system of a tree but it works out fairly well apparently since no one died of smoke inhalation or fire) and alcohol of various sorts. It was kinda like burning man only under a huge tree instead of out in the desert. Anyway the sap, it's purple, glows and tastes like bananas... and that's about all I remember about it. After I drank the mug everything about the party after is kinda blurry, and the dream I had was.. fairly weird then again I guess compared to the reality of the world.. it wasn't that weird.


Basically I watched the history of the world sped up rapidly atop a perch made of basalt. Think like the Devils Tower in Wyoming (Or Close Encounters of the Third Kind if that's your forte), only instead of a mesa it ended in a spire with pillars of basalt below forming something of a spiral down to the ground below, though I didn't climb down. I just sat there and watched as humanity started from hunter groups to hunter/gatherer tribes, agrarian societies formed in the span of minutes. Occasionally I glanced up to catch glimpses of the old "gods" and "spirits"holding vigil. Empires rose and fell over a mere hour, the sky grew dark as the fires of industry erupted filling the air with ash and soot heating the forge of world wide war before clearing into a brief relative peace. Then the sky split with lightning the gods of old fled into the ether and the earth shook with thunder as the stars fell from the sky erupting and scorching the earth, shattering the basalt beneath me I clung to the largest pile I could find and managed to find my footing to watch below as the earth cooled, humanity emerged from the shelters and bunkers, rebuilt, squabbled and fought over resources, constructed new fiefdoms and restored empires. Then the stars appeared again rocketing up from the earth into the sky, but destruction did not come this time. The rock I was perched on followed slowly as my view changed showing the stars now allowing me glimpses of a vast network and star spanning empires and clusters....And then I woke up after a spectral coyote, similar to the old petroglyphs depicting the old stories of the southwestern spirit "Coyote", as in the Coyote that scattered the stars at random after taking over for the great spirit to put up the constellations then getting bored, jumped onto the floating rock I was sitting on, and knocked me off into the gulf of space.

Woke up missing a boot and laying on a bough about fifty feet up the tree feeling like someone hit me in the head and elbow with a tomahawk.....So word of advice if you get offered a mug of unknown substance that looks purple and smells like bananas...eh I dunno I don't feel any worse for the experience.... So it's up to your discretion.


Don't know if much word has made it east or west but the areas around Utah are currently collecting opinion of the folks living here to decide if they should try and unify with the rest of the country or form their own type of centralized government.  Somehow Rogan managed to hook us up as an escort/scout group for the delegation going to Las Vegas to poll opinion there.

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