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Old 02-24-2010, 10:17 PM   #1324
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Default Re: Thuban Q&A: (warning longer than normal posts here)

Originally Posted by abraxasinas View Post
A piece of peace to appease - now that is a classic Susan.

But Susan, Mudra did in no manner 'interfere' with this thread. Actually she really tried to 'calm the waters' with two meditative videos (which were appropriate meditation videos by the way) and to, like you, instill 'peacefuller' mindsets.

I do appreciate your 'defense council', you have qualified as a Dragon Lawyer now; but your commentary on mudra was inappropriate.
However I knew you misunderstood, because mudra said, that she had no questions and apologized for any possible off-topicalness.
She wasn't off-topic and it was this which irritated you.

I say sorry for Susan to you mudra; she didn't mean it and thought you 'took sides' with the dragon slayers.

So allow me to honour your own love of peace with my poem describing the 'world of the dragons' from a dragon mother's perspective to a human mother's perspective.


And when the dragon slayers look into the mirrors of the eXchanger, what do they see - they see dragons looking back at them.

To mudra a mother of humans:

Those young evil Dragons of Thuban are here, those verocious beasts;
in their caves they hide a lot and plan to don their many dire feasts.
Then when a swiftfooted and armoured dragon slayer comes along;
the poor fiends become frightened and forgetful whereto they belong.

The swords and knives are drawn by the warriors of honour and renown;
never before did such gallantry prevail in the kingdoms of all then known.
Young dragons perished one by one not knowing what evil they had done;
So all the dragons were no more but in folklore, their memory just gone.

Then an old wise dragon mother awoke from her long and peaceful sleep;
this cannot continue she said to her beau; where is my children's keep?
And Maria's beau went forth to show the slayers the folly of their ways;
with magic words and keys of deliverance he caused them many sighs.

Would the slayers learn who the young dragons were before when old?
Could the slayers see themselves in the ancient wisdom of oaks so bold?
When the nightingale sung her song of love to the elves of the moon;
and then as the foxes gathered about to ask the wise owl, how soon?

How long will it be, before the humans awake to remember their past?
Slayers of their own ancestors they are in many a zest to be so vast.
A young dragon is nought but a slayer having returned from the grave.
They are destroying themselves and their memories, the ones so brave.

Maria's beau found some old souls who could remember the new past.
Many others remained steadfast in their knowing better of an older path.
And so it continued in the common playing grounds under the sunny sky;
until the old wise dragon father of all joined the party to give it his try.

Abraxas Anthony
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