Metal Monday LX - The way of the spirits

4/17/2017

Monday plagues us once more. Again, I bring the cure, the potent deterrent to allow you to survive another week. To my followers, I apologize for not correctly adding Barrowlands' Alabaster on the main page for perpetual enjoyment. I found my error too late and we must keep moving, keeping the forge hot so more Metal can be made. Angry emails, everlasting curses, and manhacks are acceptable forms of retaliation. NO. MORE. PLAGUES.

After some searching through the void, I found another worthy addition to my collection. Albeit late to discover them, three albums deep, it only means they have plenty to already offer. Let these Pagan Monoliths echo with fury and fervor, to awaken your spirit.

The way of spirits

The gift of speech I do not posses
only the words of confusion shall be revealed

sun and nature
father and mother of us all
respect for family
respect for nature

cleanliness of mind and body
celebration of the harmony
between nature and humanity

(being the power that infuses
the universe and everything in it)
how can ever be repayed the greatest gift...

only efforts through expanding
present day awareness
humble (not servile)
discipline
respect
love...
to live a good life in harmony
with great nature

http://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Ancestors_Blood/Hyperborea/547239

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THE MAD BARRON

QUOTES I ADMIRE
"A wilderness, in contrast with those areas where man and his own works dominate the landscape, is an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain." - from the Wilderness Act, 1964

"I owe my solitude to other people." - ALAN WATTS

“I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth.”
― Walt Whitman

"In the ancient world, people placed heavy stones on the graves of the dead so their souls would not wander and inflict the living. I always thought this was simply the practice of superstitious and primitive people. But I was about to learn that the dead can hover on the edge of our vision with the density and luminosity of mist, and their claim on the earth can be as legitimate and tenacious as our own."

- Dave Robicheaux (In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead)