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Beyond the valley of the silencealong the paths of ancient knowledgeled from the dense odours of the wind. |
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You will find yourself in the holy woodconsecrated to the primordial gods. |
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Baptized with the dew around the oak of this |
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Wiccian's masscelebrated from the warbling of the crows, og great mother moon. |
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Ishtar, Astarte, |
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Inanna, let me feed at your breastlet me celebrate the fertile union of the horned godwith the pure white goddess. |
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Follow the call of the wood. |
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Follow the voice of the god. |
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Celebrate in the |
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Nemeton with red candlesand autumnal flowers on the stone altar. |
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Dress yourself with the sky in the magic circleand purify yourself with the sacred incense of |
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Cernunnos. |
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Bless me mother, 'cause |
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I am your son. |
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Blessed be my eyes, therefore |
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I can find your way. |
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Blessed be my nose, therefore |
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I can breath your essence. |
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Blessed be my mouth, therefore |
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I can talk about you. |
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Blessed be my chest, therefore |
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I can be faithful to you. |
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Blessed be my ancestry, therefore |
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I can give life to men and women.as you gave life to the universe. |
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Blessed be my feet, therefore |
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I can follow your way. |
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Let the last smoke disappear carried from the wind. |
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Rise your eyes full of astral energyand look at the crow that will lead your return to silence. |
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Let the night fall down on youas the death curtain falls down on life. |
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You'll be reborn.....(to be continued...) |
