Sunday, June 18, 2006
Tuning in and Lighting Up with My Crow Guides
"Holy Smoke, Batman!" And so another adventure begins for the schizoid hero, Robe-man. His alarm still echoing those words in his ear, Robe-man arises and after a few perfunctory ablutions, steps into the morning air naked as a jaybird. The crows greeted his presence, and he noted their conversation, proud to know them as power allies. A few minutes in the damp cool air convinced him to retreat inside for his robe. When he returned, Robe-man began his practices in earnest, with only three...
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