A Poem

I have long loved the poetry of Alexander Pushkin, since high school really. So here's one; for some reason it strikes a cord inside tonight, though I admit I don't think I've ever really paid this one much attention until now.

The Prophet

by Alexander Pushkin, written in 1824.

Parched with the spirit's thirst, I crossed
An endless desert sunk in gloom,
And a six-winged seraph came
Where the tracks met and I stood lost.
Fingers light as dream he laid
Upon my lids; I opened wide
My eagle eyes, and gazed around.
He laid his fingers on my ears
And they were filled with roaring sound:
I heard the music of the spheres,
The flight of angels through the skies,
The beasts that crept beneath the sea,
The heady uprush of the vine;
And, like a lover kissing me,
He rooted out this tongue of mine
Fluent in lies and vanity;
He tore my fainting lips apart
And, with his right hand steeped in blood,
He armed me with a serpent's dart;
With his bright sword he split my breast;
My heart leapt to him with a bound;
A glowing livid coal he pressed
Into the hollow of the wound.
There in the desert I lay dead,
And God called out to me and said:
'Rise, prophet, rise, and hear, and see,
And let my works be seen and heard
By all who turn aside from me,
And burn them with my fiery word.'

To see more of his poems, go HERE.

Also, I'm not really sure why it seems to have hyperlinked the title, because I didn't tell it to... :-/

Random Update

Soo just a quick update, lots of things happening... Working on a lot of knitting and other textile projects. Just.... lots of random stuff lol.

I have King Nothing by Metallica stuck in my head lmao.

The other night I cooked a whole duck, first ever (and yes, I used a full sized duck, not ducklings.) It was SOOOO YUMMY!!! I used this recipe here http://southernfood.about.com/od/duckandgooserecipes/r/blbb369.htm

By the time it was done cooking the bird was falling apart when I was trying to take it out of the pan. Everyone loved it, so if you need a duck recipe, I suggest that one. I'd also suggest maybe trying to get some of the basting butter stuff UNDER the skin. Maybe I just suck at basting, or whatever, but the meat near the skin had some flavour, but nothing like the amount in the skin (which came off the meat and was therefore either not eaten, or eaten separately) and the meat from the sides closest to the insides tasted a lot like oranges, so getting some of the basting mixture under the skin might help even it out a bit, but it was still very very yummy!

This week has also included very yummy pork ribs, as well as chicken drumsticks, and lots of birthday cake (a 1/4 slab cake is MORE than enough to feed 7 people lol), as well as yummy chicken and steak terriyaki at our favourite Japanese restaurant.

Anyways, sleepy time is calling!

Dream... or maybe it's a Nightmare.

It was a while after the man walked away through the snow before the girl raised her head from the horse's neck. The horse's ear flicked back, then the large black beast turned its head to regard her.

"He's right you know," she said quietly. "It's much too cold to be crying here."

The beast snorted softly in response and lipped the girl's shoe.

"And you're right too... We've always been alone. But we've got each other. At least sometimes."

The horse's head turned, ears perked, and then the girl heard it too. A bird call. The horse nickered softly and looked at the girl again. The girl gave the horse her slow, sad smile and shook her head.

"No, we've lost him, haven't we?"

The horse blew out a breath and started again, out over the frozen lake. The girl resumed her position laying on the beast's neck, and neither cared when the ice began to crack.

A Poem I Wrote In High School

This is a poem I wrote back in high school. Thought I'd share. Please remember that you MAY NOT reproduce this poem in ANY form without my express written consent.

Dancing With the Devil

Soft spoken words slide under the skin

Sharp as a knife, yet soft as silk.

A gentle touch glides over my body

The cool burning followed by fiery ice

To send shivers down the spine.

Mesmerizing, intoxicating,

Your words and imagery stay lodged in my mind

Wickedly whispered promises

Blow gently o'er my ear

Your lips curved in soft sardonic smile,

A velvet brush across my cheek

Your eyes glitter with shining promise

As you lean in to deliver your devil's kiss

You've won my heart, stolen my soul

And now to seal it with a kiss

It's only after I've become the empty shell,

Overrun with flowing emotion,

That I fully realize -

I've been dancing with the devil.

© Lore of http://inthelandofnod.blogspot.com

Knitting Octopi

So I've wanted to knit an octopus since forever but I can't knit on double pointed needles worth crap (at least not yet... if ever...) but I found this pattern through Ravelry.com (you must have an account to look at patterns on there, but it's free to join and there's TONS of stuff! Be warned, not all the patterns are free though.) A lot of people have their patterns available for ravelry downloads, or with links to their blogs/websites (or both). So here is the link to the blog the octopus pattern is on at Haun' Knittit for Aristotle the Octopus

The two I knitted are these ones, as baby/big sister gifts for a friend's children

The rust coloured one is actually double the size of the pattern given on Haun' Knittit. Easy enough to do, except you have to remember to make the tentacles wider - which I think I did by going Cast on 100 stitches, KB1, then K row, KB1, K row, KB1, K60 stitches then for the next 40 K2tog to end, then bind off.

I know I haven't posted in a while, but I doubt anyone really noticed lol. I'm starting to work on my new blog, which is an alternative to a webcomic since I can't draw worth crap. It will focus on a more occult theme...in and of the fact it's a blog about my plush penguin Aleister Crowley - except in this blog, it's the actual Aleister Crowley who has been trapped in the body of the plush penguin... but more on that later when that blog is actually ready to debut :-P

Also, you may have noticed I've changed the blog layout - I did this because I was rather annoyed at how long and thin my posts were, and how often I had to squish the photos down to be smaller (at least on my monitor I did, and I'm like the only one who reads this, so it might as well be something I like lol) Forgive me if the font of the old posts is small (it looks really small on my screen) I may or may not fix this... most browsers have zoom functions so you can use that if you have to lol

Occult Q&A of FAQ, Part I

Okay, so this is going to be an occult post. Despite my whole "Yeah I don't really talk about the occult" entry last time. Why? Because it amuses me, that's why. So I guess I'll answer the questions/comments I get most often. And if anyone has any, leave me a comment and I'll do another post, or whatever, and answer them.

So, the FAQs... Q = Question, C = Comment to me, A = My response

Q. So, what are you?
A. Human... what are you?

Q. So as a Wiccan...
A. I'm NOT a Wiccan...

Q. So as a Pagan...
A. I'm NOT a Pagan...

Q. So as a devil worshiper...
A. ....I *AM* The Devil... which is odd in most senses given that I'm female, but I don't expect most people to understand what I mean anyways.

C. OMG THAT'S BAD! You can't hurt anyone! Magic is all puppies and kitties and rainbows and butterflies and...
A. *takes shotgun off the wall above the mantle, and loads it* There's no hope for 'em now. 'e's sufferin'. You know we gotta do it.

Okay, but seriously now, you gotta have both sides of the equation here. The light and the dark. Sometimes the right thing is not a nice thing. Also, as a non-Wiccan/non-Neo-Wiccan/non-Neo-Pagan, take your bloody rule of three and shove it up your ass. For every action there is a reaction, for every action a consequence - and by consequence I don't mean whatever you do comes back to 3 times 3 times 3 (which by the way would be TWENETY SEVEN times better/worse than what you did, not three times) I mean that if you know if you do something not so pleasant to someone, and you're going to feel guilty and whimp out following it through, don't do it. If you know you won't be able to live with what you are going to do, don't do it. Because really, it wastes your time, and the energy, and it'll probably backfire. So I mean if you do something nasty to someone, expect results. Liiike say someone does something not so nice to you, so you hex them, and short time later, there's a car accident and their injured badly and paralyzed. There's your action, there's your reaction/consequence. It doesn't always mean the reaction/consequence will happen to YOU.

Q. Can I watch?!
A. ....What...? YOU PERV! Oooooh you mean can you watch a ritual... Um, no. Just no. I'm not running a Plagan Playtime, and we're not participating in a sport (you want that, christianity is over there, down that hallway, to the left, and third door on the right...) And even if I did let you watch, it's not like you'd understand what you were seeing anyways.

Q. Can you teach me?
A. Nope. I'm still paddling around in the pond myself, there's no way I can teach you.

Q. So if you're not Wiccan of any sort, or Pagan, what are you? Witch is rather generic.
A. Shall we just say... Your worst nightmare.... and leave it at that? Or if you don't like that, I can introduce you to my friend over there who can run you around in circles faster than you blink...

Q. ZOMFG WILL YOU DO A TAROT READING FOR ME?!?!
A. Hmmm lemme check *flips out some cards* All signs point to... No. Sedrick doesn't like you. He thinks you're an idiot. See? He said so himself *points to cards*

Q. Who is Sedrick and why do you talk to him like he's a person? You don't know anyone named Sedrick.
A. Keep your voice down, Sedrick might hear you! And of course I talk to Sedrick like he's a person. Gods know he's opinionated enough. Sedrick is my tarot deck - Crowley's Thoth to be exact. He's quite an ass and a cheeky bastard. Some days I want to rename him Trystn, but he [Sedrick] doesn't like that idea. And anyone who says a tarot deck is an inanimate object has obviously never worked with a deck that has a personality - as in it retaliates when it gets annoyed. And it insults you *shoots a dirty look at Sedrick* (He's in time out right now...)

Q. Which gods do you worship?
A. Erm... none. Not the way most Plagans do anyways. Groveling... not my style. Now some of us do however have "patron" and "matron" gods/spirits, and well, I could tell you, but that'd be telling. And they'd probably eat you for breakfast. Or maybe more like midnight snacks...

C. Tell me EVERYTHING!
A. Now why would I want to do THAT? That takes all the fun out of tormenting you.

Q. I'm Goddess-loved. What are you?
A. Ready to shoot in 3-2-1....

C. But I don't like *insert aspect of conversation/ritual/occult related thing here*...
A. ...So why are you talking to me about this, or trying to work with this...? You knew, it was going to come up/be involved...

C. I was Cleopatra in a past life!
A. Darling, we were ALL Cleopatra in a past life... (Okay, so I stole that one lol)

C. And in my past lives I've always been some form of animal and....
A. Uhhuh.... uhhuh... Zzzzzzzz... Awha?! Sorry, I dozed of--Zzzzzzzz

C. Who's your favourite author(s)? I *LOVE LOVE LOVE* Silver Ravenwolf and Fiona Horne and....
A. *Backs away slowly and reaches for the shotgun* .....
C. ...What? They're the most popular and readily available, therefore they have to be the bestest!!
A. No, no that's not how it works...

C. But as Witches/"witches" that means we can't believe in Jesus, and must go against everything that is at all related to Christianity!
A. Actually... some of Jesus' stuff wasn't too bad. Unfortunately no one else seemed to understand and it was all twisted and contorted into lovely control devices. As for the rest of it, I have no time for those who must sqwack about how "different" they are from everything else and how they're oh so original and new and different and have nothing the same. All that proves is...well...nothing. And really, depending on what you look at, oh hey, the bible proves me right and xtians wrong on things... Hmm, how interesting.

Anyways, that's all I can think of now off the top of my head... which is a lot apparently lol. It's not bed time.

End of Year 2009 Meme

So here it is, a meme to ring in the new year of 2010. I'll do a "real" post tomorrow. Maybe. If I can think of a topic lol. Not that anyone cares and all, but oh well. To all my pretend followers in my mind it will be awesome! Now onto the meme so I can go to bed! And I'm not tagging anyone, if you wanna do it, go ahead.

1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before? Hmmmm... I... ummm... I started to teach myself shuttle-tatting :-D (Now I'm switching to needle tatting that my needles have arrived)

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don't really do resolutions but my goal is some other stuff.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Aside from horses, nope.

4. Did anyone close to you die? Umm... semi-close, I guess, but no, not really. Not this year anyways. I think after the 4 years in high school of having 10 or 11 a year, it's not my turn for a while... The Old Man and and I will have to have some words about it I think...

5. What countries did you visit? The U.S. back in April, just a quick overnight trip for some shopping.

6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009? A lot of things... a student file at D'AL, a lovelife, a lower number on the scale when I stand on it, less depression...

7. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Hmmm. My birthday because a lot of stuff happened (both good, and not so great, but stuff that happens), and a few other days

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Uuuuhhh... Personally... Letting go. Or maybe teaching myself some new knitting stuff and other crafty stuff.

9. What was your biggest failure? Take your pick. We've got the lack of a job, the lack of money, the lack of trying, the lack of a lovelife, the lack of losing weight, not being able to apply for school at King's...

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Re-injured my ankle, lots of other little ones, potentially broke a toe New Year's Eve Day lol. Had a cold, but meh, that's not that serious. Didn't get the H1N1!! (or the shot for it lol)

11. What was the best thing you bought? Hmmm. New MP3 player probably. Other than that, this sweater I picked out for mom to give me for x-mas is pretty awesome.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? Errr... no one's. 2009 wasn't a good year.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? A LOT of people's.

14. Where did most of your money go? Uh.. Mount Fuji for food lmao. I haven't a clue, I didn't have much this year (yay parents... *headdesk**fail*)

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Probably a bunch of stuff. I was excited for my birthday, really. Even with all the bitching lol. Oh, and going to Ottawa!!! :-D

16. What song will always remind you of 2009? The Stolen Child, maybe? I dunno.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: (a) happier or sadder? (b) thinner or fatter? (c) richer or poorer? Ummm a bit of both, depends on the subject. Fatter. Poorer. Oh look, my life is already going downhill!

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? A lot of stuff. Preferably money making stuff.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? Moping, being lazy.

20. How did you spend Christmas? Christmas Eve at home my bro and his family came over, Christmas Day at home with my parents, Boxing Day at home with my sister and her family.

21. Did you fall in love in 2009? With a person? Ummm Paul Gross! lmao (Although I wonder if that one is simply a rekindling of when mom and I used to Watch Due South when it was new and I was little lol.) With knitting. And some other non-related to this question's real meaning stuff.

22. What was your favorite TV program? Ummmm... Due South, Slings & Arrows, Eastwick...(anything with Paul Gross in it...), Say Yes To The Dress, Wedding SOS, Rich Bride Poor Bride...

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? I strongly dislike some people this year that I didn't dislike last year.

24. What was the best book you read? Just one? Hmmmm... hard to say, but so far Shy Boy by Monty Roberts, or She Flies Without Wings: How Horses Touch A Woman's Soul. Close runner up (I haven't finished it yet though) is The Year Of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest To Follow The Bible As Literally As Possible

25. What was your greatest musical discovery? Hmmmm... not sure... I had a lot lol

26. What did you want and get? New MP3 player, a pillow chair for reading in bed, a nice knitted sweater...some other stuff I'm not supposed to talk about... lol

27. What did you want and not get? A job, money, to go to King's (because I found something better!), a bunch of stuff

28. What was your favorite film of this year? PASSCHENDAELE!!

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I turned 21, and on the day of my birthday my parents and I went to the racetrack with my aunt and uncle and watched crappy nags race (yay Hiawatha being ruined by the owner...) and a couple days later when everyone was home from college/university my friends and I had a big gathering and had a Thanksgiving feast complete with BBQ hickory smoked turkey, yummy potatoes, yummy bread, yummy everything! And games! It was good :-D

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Having something meaningful to do. As in something I found meaningful, and so did others. 'Cause most of the stuff I found meaningful, nobody else "approved" of.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009? Comfy/frumpy lol.

32. What kept you sane? Being able to escape into my mind.

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Ummm... Paul Gross? lol

34. What political issue stirred you the most? Ummm probably a lot of little ones that just made me shake my head lol.

35. Who did you miss? A few people.

36. Who was the best new person you met? Hmmm... best new person... ummm.... I don't think I can pick one lol.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009. Learning that it's good and okay to let things go, and that it is also perfectly fine to let go in baby steps (baby steps make you look less crazy)

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. Hmmm... Okay, here we go, this one will work. Oh, wait, no, I have two. First one is from Natalie Imbruglia's "Counting Down The Days"
"How've you been/It's just the usual here/And days are feeling like years/And every day's without you/Now I cry/Just a little too much/When i think of your touch/And everything about you"

And the second is from Regina Spektor's "Blue Lips"

He took a step, but then felt tired.
He said, "I'll rest a little while."
But when he tried to walk again,
He wasn't a child.
And all the people hurried fast,
Real fast,
And no one ever smiled.

[chorus removed to make this a bit shorter]

He stumbled into faith and thought,
"God, this is all there is?"
The pictures in his mind arose,
And began to breathe.
And no one saw, and no one heard.
They just followed the lead.
The pictures in his mind awoke,
And began to breed.

They started out beneath the knowledge tree.
Then they chopped it down to make white picket fences,
And, marching along the railroad tracks,
They smile real wide for the camera lenses.
They made it past the enemy lines
Just to become enslaved in the assembly lines.