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The City of Dreams – Sparseland

After leaving the jungle, I am called to the City of Dreams once more.  That such a place exists in the incarnate, woven of so many strange and wondrous energies entices me.  Calls to something within that had long-since been unmet.

The sigil of Fire is strong here. Metal, iron and fire. Driving out here with a pair of lovers; I find my way to a place called ‘Sparseland’; there to connect with the troupe of firedancers I had been playing with in New Yorke.  I do not know where the adventure will lead.  It is strange, to consider this from the Now.  The hodgepodge of thoughts and reactions, sensations and movements that defined ‘youth’.

Ah.  I had one of the most romantic, beautiful moments of my Life here.  The girl I had found resonance with on the sacred land of the Mother appears.  It is one of the magnificent qualities of the City of Dreams that synchromysticies occur so easily; as if the chaff separating us from our Wonder is made thin.

 

The landscape of Blackrock is so deep within the realms of Fire.  I am loving the existence of such a place; the Incarnate manifestation of a magickal city which appears for only two weeks in the desert.

 A mirage made real.

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