Thursday, March 24, 2016

She comes.

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The Rishi, remember, sent a snake.  It was unsuccessful.  further, it was wrapped around the neck, as an adornment.  The serpent was not the same as in Christian lore, but of another.  Mind you, there are parallels.  Even though unsuccessful, sometimes the venom, while not fatal, has to be endured.  And in it times to come and gone are seen, and the ways of things are become known.


I wonder, however, if this snake is more a trap.  Traps don't work on some things, coyotes, for example, treat traps in a very unique way.  Yet some make the attempt anyway.  You can hunt the coyote, but you will find it difficult to trap one.  Easier to kill it outright.  Though, sometimes, the trap... is more than it seems.

I don't think that to be true, just... looking at possibilities.  Then again, perhaps all I am seeing are shapes in the clouds start to stop.  Time tells all.

Admittedly, some poison is of a much preferred, and finer, vintage than others.  *rolling eyes in blissful memory*

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