03-14-2014, 12:00 AM
shamanka wrote:En la libertad tengo el poder.
wow shamanka! rojo' el poema en voz alta (me gusta practica'r mi pobre español) y reverberó ... sólo la magia de español? o es tu'?
(as mas ce puedo decir sin el ayuda de google...)
como soy felica al ablar contigo! como estas? i como esta tu tia helen? i todo la familia? (mejor ce detengo rockeando en distorsionar esta lengua preciosa... )
not very long ago, a raven came when i ate, set politely, i threw him a piece of bread which he took gracefully. few more ravens gathered, i threw each a piece, they didn't fight as raven would - each took his piece dignantly.
went indoors (the national library, at the university) - when i exited, something clutched into my hair above - it hurt! (little.) i threw it away - that was the raven, the first one! (recognized him somehow). i understood - he wanted my attention, and this was the fastest way.
was this connected to a previous incident? - few month earlier, i saw a raven closed-eyed standing on a rock in a forest. he was extaordinarily beautiful - had some white dotted feathers, and intentful concentration - a shaman' i thought. i stopped, not to intrude, eventually surprised myself (inexpectability...) and did approach, forcing him to take off. the gaurdian raven cried loud - and for the rest of my time there (days? weeks?) he was following me all the time, warning at any of my moves.
yea, me too - hurt him a bit in order to get his attention (if i understand correctly what i did...)
i can tell you what was his ceremony (so to speak) was about: the condition of earth.
what a bragging! but it's a true story.
wow shamanka! rojo' el poema en voz alta (me gusta practica'r mi pobre español) y reverberó ... sólo la magia de español? o es tu'?
(as mas ce puedo decir sin el ayuda de google...)
como soy felica al ablar contigo! como estas? i como esta tu tia helen? i todo la familia? (mejor ce detengo rockeando en distorsionar esta lengua preciosa... )
not very long ago, a raven came when i ate, set politely, i threw him a piece of bread which he took gracefully. few more ravens gathered, i threw each a piece, they didn't fight as raven would - each took his piece dignantly.
went indoors (the national library, at the university) - when i exited, something clutched into my hair above - it hurt! (little.) i threw it away - that was the raven, the first one! (recognized him somehow). i understood - he wanted my attention, and this was the fastest way.
was this connected to a previous incident? - few month earlier, i saw a raven closed-eyed standing on a rock in a forest. he was extaordinarily beautiful - had some white dotted feathers, and intentful concentration - a shaman' i thought. i stopped, not to intrude, eventually surprised myself (inexpectability...) and did approach, forcing him to take off. the gaurdian raven cried loud - and for the rest of my time there (days? weeks?) he was following me all the time, warning at any of my moves.
yea, me too - hurt him a bit in order to get his attention (if i understand correctly what i did...)
i can tell you what was his ceremony (so to speak) was about: the condition of earth.
what a bragging! but it's a true story.