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post #16 of 26 (permalink) Old 03-28-2017, 08:08 PM Thread Starter
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On the Six-Month Journey to the Elysian Fields:

The Red Dog ran first to Donnybrook in Dublin where Michael [SunCMars] knew some boys.
He played with them, while they fed him and treated him fine as children do.

While he looked a dog and was a dog, he was ever much a man as could be. He could reason and he could read. But not a word could he scribe, hence, was a Mute to TAMMERS. Yes, he be.

By night he went to Poolbeg Leucths looking for transport to the Black Sea, then to Romania. But none be found there. It was at Kingston Harbor that he hitched a ride aboard a steamer. First as a stowaway, then as a ships dog. He was a handsome dog and no man could kick him. Nay, they recognized themselves in that dog and took him as their own.

He arrived in Romania a few weeks later and disembarked on his journey to the Danube’s Delta where the Elysian Fields lay and 'Ulysses’ bones he hoped to find.
Finding buried bones was a task that any good dog could do. But, finding the bones of his Master, that was a task that the lesser gods must assist.

For in Ulysses-I, could SunCMars regain his form.....that was the wish that was held aloft. With the genes and altered epigenes of Ulysses reborn, reinvigorated, reincarnated, the Master never died a real death. Generations of his kinsmen slung back their shoulders and lunged at life....and buried themselves six inches deep, in women.

The last resurrected ghost of Ulysses, knighted as 'Ulyssesheart' died as a Sock Puppet epithet at the hands of @EleGirl, the Banning She with the long black robe. She un-wittlingly slashed his golden umbilical cord that transcended time...... backwards through the Ages...thousands of years. She killed a lesser God. She did so with that surety, typically feminine smug guile, moreover thin smile. Did so, using her long fingers using her precisely painted nails.....the deathly rat-tapping keystrokes cut him free. His lifeline left in an instant.

Again...into the ball sack went Ulysses I, aka, SunCMars.

If you doubt a dogs integrity, Ye only need ask the Welshman @MattMatt. He witnessed the cutting, he saw the blood and the golden dust that splayed faintly in the night sky. Avatar "Ulyssesheart" now marooned in the future with no propinquity to the past: he died as does a drowning man, deprived of oxygen, he faded from view. He fell, his blue tinted skin, attesting and confirming his death throe.


This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

The Lion in Winter. Invictus..By Will, Shall... Saved from harm by my friends.
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The Red Dog just arrived at the Elysian Fields. Arrived to re-form Ulysses; from dust to flesh, yet again. For that Red Dog knew Ulysses. The Red Dog was in a curse-ed form that was Ulysses. In his second to last incarnation he came back as Michael McBride. But Odysseus, he be. Then King Brian and the little muliebrous Furies spelled him a Red Dog, with SunCMars in his sack.


And once free:

That no solemn Judge, nay, no @turnera can render him a Red Dog, afresh. And no vainglorious Banning Shes shall pat his heads, one with long reddish hair, the other small and bare.

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

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And from the dark side of my warm cleaved Moon, I watch ALL of you!

The Sun never shines there. By ordained Celestial rotation that remnant of Moonscape remains hidden from Earthly view.

Not seen by common men on Earth......Oh?... Ye ask of satellite drone eyes from NASA? They see with their instruments,viz., glass lenses, digitized image receiver/transducers/transmitters...not with sharp minds.

When it is footsteps on that hidden expanse, that do the search, then the truth be told about the origin of man and the prime root of a far roaming Ulysses, be far more ancient then any written word.

The original Argo lay on it's side at the foot of Lunar Olympus. Unflightworthy for Eons....this. The Minyans lived here for a short-shrift in history never told.

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

The Lion in Winter. Invictus..By Will, Shall... Saved from harm by my friends.
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Even in 1915, nobody in Ireland spoke like that!

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In the US, people think the Irish talk like:

"Frosted Lucky Charms..they're magically delicious!"
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The path to Nirvana leads to absolute silence, the white light extinguished forever, oneness with All that IS. @Emerging Buddhist seeks this journey.

Tis' a state of perfect quietude, freedom, highest happiness along with it being the liberation from Samsara, the repeating cycle of birth, life and death.

Ulysses will never find this state of mind...he seeks and revels in each life and re-birth. He does the 180 deg. on this. He accepts the feeling [of the pain of defeat], the joy of victories... short lived that they be. He happily goes to a dark Death, knowing that he will be re-born a new Adventurer, another day, another cycle.

He does not want it Darker, asks not The Light be killed.

At each incarnation he pulls back his shoulders and plunges into life.

He leaps off the tailgate into the darkness........... he looks for the campfires burning below.

He looks down, knowing that warm and plump Shes await his arrow that plunges downward.

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

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Ah... Moksha, there are indeed no shortcuts to it.

Ulysses does have heart though... even though he shies away from suffering, ignorance, and rebirth.

Still, he too could rise in soteriological harmony and find the salvation needed to be blown out from life to life leaving the three poisons behind, killing the past and coming back to life...

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Ah... Moksha, there are indeed no shortcuts to it.

Ulysses does have heart though... even though he shies away from suffering, ignorance, and rebirth.

Still, he too could rise in soteriological harmony and find the salvation needed to be blown out from life to life leaving the three poisons behind, killing the past and coming back to life...
Namaste !!

As Odysseus would SHOUT, haughtily and arrogantly, shoulders back....his long blade glinting in the Sun.

Blown out from life??....Yay!

Ulysses?----> Forever to return, to be reborn. An Alpha Masochist, he be!

Life is enough....No life is.........No Life

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

The Lion in Winter. Invictus..By Will, Shall... Saved from harm by my friends.
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The Red Dog spent the better part of the day looking for clues as to where the bones of his master were buried. His nose was overwhelmed...no, assailed by the smell of this strange and magical place. He knew the scent that he needed. Every time the dog licked his balls he could smell the essence of SunCMars, Ulysses..... the same.

No, it had to be masked by some other odor. But what could that be? The Master had to be protected from grave robbers. The bones of Ulysses, a high price they would bring; a fortune to whoever gathered them up.

For days now he smelled a distant putrid odor. An odor of death. It wafted in on breezes from no single discernible direction...save up. Looking up, he could see passing crows and......

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

The Lion in Winter. Invictus..By Will, Shall... Saved from harm by my friends.
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Ah... words from Morrigan, divination of the future and the goddess of war and death, but with no food offerings even with the scent of death commonly around us.

A momentary lapse of distraction to see our authentic self in a flash clairvoyance... a second sight when the spirit realms open and the source of miasma warns us in impolite awareness of what befalls all.

Riches perhaps, as a coin for each eye while the Red Dog in his fetching mistakes sticks for Styx...

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For days now he smelled a distant putrid odor. An odor of death. It wafted in on breezes from no single discernible direction...save up. Looking up, he could see passing crows and......
It wasn't me. I swear.


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For days now he smelled a distant putrid odor. An odor of death. It wafted in on breezes from no single discernible direction...save up. Looking up, he could see passing crows and......
Enough Prime Ministers [PM's] have set this post alive.. again.
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Looking up he saw Death arrive.

It was Harpies...he counted five. A pentagram...Five Last Prayers.

Four a-lit on his fur.

The Medium Size Red Dog was as fierce as his Master.

They stabbed and cut, chewed at his form.

Within two eternities he dispatched those four female devils, he shook hard, each their necks.

The hovering Harpy, a horn she blew.

A horn made of phallus's long dead. Dead...dried and baked, baked in the Sun. Their skins stretched over a wickwork of lianas, shaped like a very, very long cone. A cornucopia of hatred carefully stitched,

When that airborne harpy, her horn blew, the air went still. All other sound and all other life left in an instant. All other life, in reality did far away flee.
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Think of another scene a modern racket, as in a modern US airplane, the Warthog, from the air descending. Fear in the hearts of all below equaled one's heart swallowed.
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A loud evil groan came forth from that Harpy's horn, as if coming from the bowels of some unknown hell.

The sound traveled to the other side of the Earth, to it's farthest depths, even into space where no sound is heard. No sound, Aye, but wavelengths that shiver the stars to quiver.

Red Dog knew he was to die. Run?

Run to where? He said.

He sat down on his haunches, he licked his wounds.....one last time....

Within an hour, the sky turned black. The Sun was Eclipsed. SunCMars, in the sack, protected by the medium length tail was also eclipsed.

No more, no less be said. From the sky they came. And in waves they came. Within mere seconds they tore him asunder, tore him to shreds.

Not a whimper from his dog lips came forth. He lived a man and died a dog. A Red Dog, a dog with momentary blood on his lips. Blood from the flying SHE's who savaged his form.

He was gone, every bit, every bone, nothing was left, save two very, very hard globes, balls they be. Balls in the dirt, spit by the hordes of Harpies, spit out for Not. For NOT knowing their worth.

For "there" was the ultimate prize to a Banning She. The greatest set of balls for any women to own, to hold and to see. They were of Ulysses and once held by Penelope.

A Trophy that should worn around the neck. A necklace, not as an Albatross.

Nay, the fools. They left the jewels in the dirt. For no one to see.

And now the Red Queen, yes SHE, has her eyes and her mind set upon them precious ~everlasting globes.

This....This is the nub of the stick that pokes me in the eye when the light of day energizes my optic nerve....SunCMars.... The Allegory of the Cave--> On this, I did a '180' and stepped out.

The Lion in Winter. Invictus..By Will, Shall... Saved from harm by my friends.

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