Branded by the light.

This morning, I was surrounded by a crowd of people at a tattoo parlor. Everyone was looking through this large leather bound book of abstract images. What I gathered from them, was that they were choosing a “god”. I guess after deciding on a deity, we would be branded with it’s symbol.

The gentleman who was in charge gave me quite a hard time, and I eventually got acquainted with the cross of Brigid. Instantly I felt safe, wrapped in Her loving and ancient embrace. I then began my leave and turned to watch the others.

At first it seemed like a fairly general procedure, like any basic inking. Eventually it began to look like red-hot irons were being used. The people around me literally were being branded. Oddly, I didn’t find this to be a frightening experience, but more of a Tower of Babel scenario. Instead of speaking differing languages, we received different ideologies and would be forced to carry it around for eternity. Luckily I chose well.

I have odd dreams.


Published in: on June 4, 2011 at 5:31 am  Leave a Comment  

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