Blackthorn Has Gone Mad!

I had penned a number of years ago on The Entity and its figureheads, “Stealing Your Dragons” (Imagination-Dreams-Will), you scoffed at me, Blackthorn has gone mad!  I recall was the common cry of the faceless masses however, it is I, those like me,  that are laughing, now!

For, Dear Reader, the very same Entity that stole and suppressed your “Dragons” are the very same that utilize theirs to shape and form your reality, well this particular one that you exist in as you read this, the one they have imprisoned you in.  My lament of the faceless masses is that they cry that The Entity is  rewriting history, a history that is supported on a false dichotomy in any event, the false dichotomy of what was and what was recorded, manipulated still as it plays out over and over in the multiverse.

I am not suggesting one should copy Randolph Carter, I am suggesting one should learn from Randolph Carter, use your imagination-dreams, and yes, will, to influence whatever reality you may find yourself at the present, innate gifts that were given to you freely while you were yet gestating within your mother’s womb.

Write (imagine-dream-will) your own story (reality) within this universe or perhaps a parallel universe, if you have the courage to dare take that measured step!

Just last evening I Cheated The Ferryman as it were, well not actually cheated, that being a common phrase I use here for the ease of understanding by the faceless mass, those absent of their Dragons. I will tell this tale as a means of explanation.

When you meet The Ferryman, he requires his  fee, paid in coppers, upfront. These are usually the coppers placed on your eyes when you are dead, not being dead, I had no coppers nor was I interested in a one-direction ride without the prospect of return.  Copperless and at the risk of offending The Ferryman, I reached in my pack, retrieving two Nording Signature Natural Stacks and my stash of pipe tobacco. I packed one pipe for The Ferryman and likewise the other for me, paid for my ride not by coppers rather by Kelly’s Coin instead.  

There is that bridge, between the living and the dead, a place not to fear nor dread, travel back and forth with your piping friend, The Ferryman instead!

None of this is shocking, frightening or new, for I have had passage on The Black Frigate along with the family Ropp, destination?  The bent volcano of Nording where the incense billows from its top to honour the deity, The Bow-Legged Bear!

I offer only these lite tales, for the others, the faceless masses cannot bear however, know this as true, now is the time, you know what to do; Steal Back Your Dragons, Imagine-Dream-Will, your reality, for you!

Remember this, for if you are not dead, copperless, always make sure to have a supply of Pipe Tobacco and Whiskey by your side, in a pinch with The Ferryman, it will certainly make do!

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