Thursday, April 17, 2008

The Ravens Confession

Today, in a busy Anchorage parking lot a grouping of people stood mesmerized as a single raven made a perplexing spectacle. “Cast not your eyes up to the sky! Your worthless Gods are a lie! What pitiful prayers and foolish superstitions have I heard and seen from you. Oh ye of puny intellect you are too blind to see. It was I who allowed the sun to shine and in turn I shroud its light. I am the bringer of health and the bearer of demise.” With damning arrogance and fate filled confidence in both voice and gait the raven spits forth his fury. “I’ve watched you all along! Why do I tell you now? I grow tired of your petty strife. I’m sickened by your wars. It’s time the seas shall rise! The lands will burn and ground will turn! ‘Tis I who hold the sway, the might, and the final say. Think this to be some grand confession? Bah! You should already know. It is for me should you have built great halls! Do not try now to in your final hour call. You should have realized long ago, ‘twas the Raven after all.”

Tormen Tagain
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This is for anyone who has ever witnessed the pompous pride and condescending superiority that a raven seems to exude in it's gait and "speech" as we inadvertently move it with our vehicle from it's claimed spot in the parking lot.