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Dandylion

"Dandylion"

The guy was a
Dandylion
there was
no denying it

full of promises
and making wishes
residing over
this new world

poetically
speaking, he
shone like
the Sun

he sat on his throne
for all to see
the mane man
roaring non-garrulous

declaring
to all
his name,
Aslan

and this dream
for the life of me,
like on a rotisserie,
was not yet done

I assumed
I was,
"welcomed"
to The Party,

with some
kind of
humorous
roasting,

only mortals
related to the
gods and other
heroes,

flying with
wings close
to the Sun,
returned here ;

he chided me
uproarously
with good
humour,

"welcome!"
he laughed,
"you successfully
escaped

Hades ...

of course,
it was touch
and go there
for a minute

and we,
that would be
the 3,
me, myself and I

had great reservations
you were, gravely
without jest,
not in it

for the long haul.

welcome!
welcome to Elysium,
where wishes
are dispersed -

and granted,"
he seemed
to
acquiesce,

"for a small price,
consider it
a most kind
sacrifice,

only
Love
is made
here,

the fire
put on ice"

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)

"to the Elysian plain...where life is easiest for men. No snow is there, nor heavy storm, nor ever rain, but ever does Ocean send up blasts of the shrill-blowing West Wind that they may give cooling to men."
(Homer, Odyssey)

"In no fix'd place the happy souls reside. In groves we live, and lie on mossy beds, By crystal streams, that murmur thro' the meads: But pass yon easy hill, and thence descend; The path conducts you to your journey's end.” This said, he led them up the mountain's brow, And shews them all the shining fields below. They wind the hill, and thro' the blissful meadows go."
(Virgil, Aeneid)

"The good receive a life free from toil, not scraping with the strength of their arms the earth, nor the water of the sea, for the sake of a poor sustenance. But in the presence of the honored gods, those who gladly kept their oaths enjoy a life without tears, while the others undergo a toil that is unbearable to look at. Those who have persevered three times, on either side, to keep their souls free from all wrongdoing, follow Zeus' road to the end, to the tower of Cronus, where ocean breezes blow around the island of the blessed, and flowers of gold are blazing, some from splendid trees on land, while water nurtures others. With these wreaths and garlands of flowers they entwine their hands according to the righteous counsels of Rhadamanthys, whom the great father, the husband of Rhea whose throne is above all others, keeps close beside him as his partner."
(Pindar, Odes)

"And they live untouched by sorrow in the islands of the blessed along the shore of deep-swirling Ocean, happy heroes for whom the grain-giving earth bears honey-sweet fruit flourishing thrice a year, far from the deathless gods, and Cronos rules over them."
(Hesiod, Works and Days)

"Do not cite the Deep Magic to me Witch. I was there when it was written."
(Aslan, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe/ C.S. Lewis)

"If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the deep magic differently. That when a willing victim who has committed no treachery, is killed in a traitor's stead, the stone table will crack, and even death itself would turn backwards."
(Aslan)

"Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.”

“I was the Lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the Cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the Lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the Lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mill so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the Lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.” (Aslan)

“Aslan: You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are.” (Aslan)

“Will the others see you too?" asked Lucy.
"Certainly not at first," said Aslan. "Later on, it depends."
"But they won’t believe me!" said Lucy.
"It doesn’t matter.”

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