The Absinthe armament factor

I'm not sure whether it is a sadistically premeditated incursion into my already abstracted personal persona or simply an innocent extension of his own experimentation. Maybe, could it be that I am now the lab rat. That would, I think, further advance the incursion theorem as introduced in the first sentence of this post. That said I prefer to believe it to be following the path of sentence the second. Why? Because I know the guy who sent me everything I need to make the Absinthe. I know him very well and even tho he is at once in the same yet 2 country's away I still after all these years consider him to be my best friend. An early christmas present says he. I must devolge also tho that in the same package came a t-shirt purporting liberty, equality, and fraternity. These words tastefully, or artistically maybe, surrounding the print of a guillotine. Ok, I will admit the insider sort of insidedness something that probably only he and myself understand about the addition of this shirt but I thought it relevant to mention that it was bundled with all that Absinthe stuff.

Upon finding out about my plans to follow through with this experimentation the synapse producing cells have once again voiced their concerns. They tried to use subtlety in doing so but I sensed their fear and now believe I have found some common ground, or should I say a sort of blackmail negotiation armament to take to the table. My biggest fear is that they will try something drastic before I can douse them with the Absinthe. I am somewhat concerned as to how they might manifest that. It will be a few weeks before the Absinthe is ready thus my main fear is that they will try something drastic given the lack of adequate preperational period they now have.

Then last night I again heard a terrible pounding on the roof. I thought at first it to be yet another Bear moose encounter with the moose on the roof stomping it's opposition to the bear on the ground. This line of thought was quickly corrected when I heard the powerful distinctive flapping sound followed by a frantic scratching by my enigmatic messenger with the huge leathery wings. Further info on this visitor can be found here and here.The scratched symbol in the snow was this time a bit disturbing and for what reason I do not know it felt a bit frightening to me as well. It was the first time I have felt scared rather than wondered by the form and appearance of both my visitor and its markings.

Does the recent turmoil inside my poles give some measure of desperation to the huge leathery winged things enigmatic visitations? I sense a change in many things both internal and otherwise that I am being warned of or prepared for.

The reality of the situation is that I am not really sure which really is just that. For this and the divisive conflict with my renegade cells I am in deep turmoil. I feel at the very least I will soon undergo a measure of testing from which I hope for the best that I return stronger.

Still, I will remain vigalent throughout my experimentation, research, and daily cognitive and physical realities. In both the prosaic and interpretive forms.