Ave Atque Salve
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poliphiloWe're slowly reassembling the bedroom.
We were talking in bed the other night and Ailz said, "You know what, we haven't got any gods in here any more."
So we both got out of bed and went looking for our bedroom gods.
Our bedroom gods are Athena and Aesculapius.
Eventually Ailz found them downstairs in the new display cabinet- reduced to the status of ornaments, which will never do.
Picture a couple of marble-effect resin statuettes of the kind they sell in Greek tourist shops. (When we were on Crete we'd keep squeeing and going, "Ooh look, a god-shop!")
But of course they're not just marble-effect resin statuettes. (Let the reader understand).
So we put them on the dressing table and bade them "Hail and Welcome."
After which we could sleep in peace, knowing we had protection.
We were talking in bed the other night and Ailz said, "You know what, we haven't got any gods in here any more."
So we both got out of bed and went looking for our bedroom gods.
Our bedroom gods are Athena and Aesculapius.
Eventually Ailz found them downstairs in the new display cabinet- reduced to the status of ornaments, which will never do.
Picture a couple of marble-effect resin statuettes of the kind they sell in Greek tourist shops. (When we were on Crete we'd keep squeeing and going, "Ooh look, a god-shop!")
But of course they're not just marble-effect resin statuettes. (Let the reader understand).
So we put them on the dressing table and bade them "Hail and Welcome."
After which we could sleep in peace, knowing we had protection.
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Date: 2006-08-15 05:09 pm (UTC)Arh!! The bedroom gods
Date: 2006-08-18 03:41 am (UTC)At the moment the Horned One is running riot!! And he thinks it funny to start at 4 in the morning, which at i aint complianing but when his first synphoney starts as you go to bed,you wake in the morning feeling scratch scratch yarn.
The temple Gods are still quitely humming away, There is that pulsating feeling