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May 15, 2010

Opening Pandora’s Pouch!

Filed under: Ruminations — Master Thompson @ 10:50 pm

Did I first think it or did I feel it?

I don’t know if it was all my years of training that kicked in first telling me not to open it because I could feel something amiss…or if I felt something amiss, which triggered my inner voice to say “you know better Derek, release your curiosity, put it down right now and walk away.” I don’t know which came first, but what I do know one thing for certain… I made a serious mistake by not trusting either warning.

Let me start from the begining…

I have my own a washer and dryer but I prefer public Laundromats. I’m not entirely sure why…I’d rather leave the house and do my laundry then do it at home. When I was kid that’s what we did, so maybe its a habit…a tradition even. It’s an opportunity to kill a few birds with one stone and run some errands while I’m out; maybe thats it. I have always been comfortable in public and around others so perhaps it’s based on my fondness of being out and about…I don’t know for sure, but one thing is for sure, I always come home with a story.

I’m taking my cloths out of the washer when it must have been in the metal, roller basket I used to move them to a dryer. It was a small…soft, cloth pouch styled as a $50.00 bill. I picked it up and felt …“materials” inside. Using my thumb, index and forefinger I could feel various textures, something gritty, something folded and something that felt like a coin inside of this pouch. It was sewn shut, which caused me to notice the stitching, something about the way it was stitched gave me a weird feeling. I could tell it was slow and methodical stitching.

At first, I heeded the voice in my head’s warning and put it down, left the Laundromat and went back to my car to read my book. After 2 minutes I couldn’t stand it anymore…I was having a fight with myself. I wanted to know what it was, I wanted what was in the pouch but the voice in my mind said, “you know better…not everything needs to be explored, identified and understood…so let it go.”

It’s not that I couldn’t let it go, I just didn’t want to.

There was something not right about that pouch and I wanted to know what it was. So, I walked back into the Laundromat, grabbed the pouch and brought it out to my car. I tried once more to investigate the contents with my fingers and I could clearly identify that it was in fact a folded piece of paper…as weird as this may read to you, but I determined the folded paper to be a denomination of some sort by the texture and sound of the paper. Then I thought, if there is money in this I will simply turn it in to the attendant, maybe this is someone’s emergency stash of cash or something that got lost in the laundry.

I decided to open the pouch…

I didn’t want to rip it open so I started to observe the stitching. I noticed that there was an end that was untied and from there I could use my fingernails to grab one of the tightly stitched loops and pull the loose end through. What careful and intricate stitching I thought. After about 10 minutes I was completely taken with how well someone stitched this thing together. It was stitched as if it was never to be opened again and with that, once again my internal danger sense was spiking. I mental kicked myself because now I was committed, I had to open it and see what was inside.

I got a quarter of the way down and allowed my impatience to take over and used one of my car keys to pull out the rest of the loose stitching out, and even still…it was slow going opening the pouch. Finally, I got it open enough to see what was in side. I was right, it was a denomnation…a $2.00 bill…weird I thought. But there was something else inside…dried corn, a sea shell, what looked like sand and a strong floral sent. I sat there and said to myself…”WTF” is this? I thought, “dried corn…DRIED CORN!”

Then it hit me!

I yelled “SHIT” and closed the pouch and immediately through it away! I ran into the Laundromat’s restroom to wash my hands. There was no soap so I pulled out some change and purchased a small, single load box of beach and washed my hands as hard and as fast as I could.

What I felt was Dark Magick…
My mind was telling me on both the practical level that this was none of my business, and the spiritual level that something was not right and to leave it alone…

I of all people who should know better. I decided that my curiosity was more important then the years of knowledge and experience telling me to walk away and let things be. From what it looked like, it was a simple money/prosperity spell, but depending on the practitioner and the power of belief behind the spell there is no telling what damage if any I could have caused myself or the individual the spell was intended.

That’s what I get for opening Pandora’s pouch!

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May 5, 2010

Curse Of “The Gathering”.

Filed under: Ruminations, Uncategorized — Master Thompson @ 12:41 am

This evening I caught the end of a movie called, “The Gathering”. From what I could gather, the movie which stars Christina Ricci playing the role of a young woman who gets hit by a car and loses her memory remembering only her name and the country of her birth, is trying to stop two terrible events from happening.

The woman driving the car who hit Christina Ricci feels bad that this young woman is alone with no one to care for her so she invites her to stay with her family until she recovers. During this time some interesting things are taking place. Two people are killed accidental from falling into a deep hole. This hole (I believe) is actually a buried Church and the room the two people fell into is one that has a scaled replica of the Crucification and all around the cross is a stone mural of various onlookers.

It’s Creepy!

During the excavation of this ancient Church, a priest makes a copy of the faces depicted in the mural and through his research, he starts to see the same faces in early Christian art, gathered at times and places historically significant from all around the world and Christina Ricci’s character has seem them in the town.

It comes to be explained that these people are of The Gathering. 2,000 years ago, these were individuals that for one reason or another, by happenstance or by reason and purpose, they came to watch the Crucification of Jesus Christ. As they watched this event take place, they did nothing to try and stop it, nor did they speak up to protest against this happening.

They just watched.

From that day forward these individuals were cursed to watch the most despicable and heinous events in human history for all time. Soon they stopped being simple observers and began taking an active role in seeing that circumstances are aligned so that events will in fact take place when they are supposed to.

Several are putting the pieces together including Christina Ricci’s character who attempts to stop the murder of an innocent child (who is the son of the woman who accidentally hit her), and a devastating event from taking place that would kill many. With some success she able to manipulate the event from causing significant destruction and death but she fails in her efforts to protect the boy…she is shot and killed.

Relax, the boy is fine…his father comes to the rescue.

At the end of the movie, when all is good and well, Christina Ricci’s character visits the boy while he’s supposed to be sleeping and explains what, why and how. She tells the boy that she was one of those who gathered to observe the Crucification and getting hit by his mothers car was her second chance for redemption…to right the wrong she had done 2,000 years ago.

The wrong she committed was not doing something!

Her wrong was that she didn’t try and stop what was happening nor did she speak up…she and those gathered and simply watched. In coming to realize who and what The Gathering was and neglecting that fact that she was told by one of The Gathering she was one of them, she chose to try and stop whatever was to come and make a difference.

She chose compassion and died for her efforts but ultimately found salvation.

I don’t know why I decided to watch a movie with little more then 30 minutes left to it. The acting was bad and the over all film had a low budget feel to it but I watched it and I’m glad I did. Recently on the Ashla Knights forum board I posted a story about a homeless man who helped a woman who was being robbed and for his efforts, he was stabbed and left to bleed to death on the street: http://ashlaknights.net/forum/viewtopic.php?f=6&t=362 As the man lay their pooled in his own blood, people passed by without stopping to see if the man needed help. Many people stopped to snap pictures and take video all while he bled to death.

There is Close Circuit Television of this footage and not one person…not one, stopped to see if the dying man was okay. Instead, they Gathered and observed. For many years I have come to believe that it will be our own humanity or lack there of that will ultimately be our physically destruction and our spiritually damnation.

No Ashla Knight will ever simply gather and observe. If it is in his or her power to ask and/or do…in the service or support of another, then it is their obligated to do so.

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