“Be the moon and inspire people even when you’re far from full.”
“Be the moon and inspire people even when you’re far from full.”
Vikings from the Crystal Nexus suddenly materialize on Colossa, appearing from out of a red tornado-like vortex or wormhole. Hrafn-Floki, Halfdan the Black, Erik the Red, Floki’s wife Helga, a Gaelic Irish slave girl named Thodhilda, and two other Viking thralls from Gaia appeared out of nowhere as the vortex receded into the dark red clouds before disappearing. It seemed that Floki’s plan had been a success. Everybody had made it to the red moon together, alive and in one piece. Or mostly everybody, anyway. Floki lifted his head and looked around with wide eyes. But he couldn’t see anything at all, only being aware that all of the wind, lightning and thunder had stopped and that everything had gone silent. It was at that moment that Floki’s wife Helga noticed that Floki’s eyes had turned completely white. He had no pupils or irises at all. His eyes were solid white. Although Floki wasn’t quite aware yet, he was blind. He had stared into the bright lights for too long, and had damaged his retinas, maybe even permanently. Everyone else, however, could see the area around them. It was the great red moon they had been hoping for. And just as they had all suspected, it was brilliant red, with similar hues of orange, brown and yellow caused by the moon’s minerals and composition. Their journey had been a success.
They’re warriors with hearts of gold.
The following morning, the Vikings awoke from their slumbers and arose from their tents near the campfire, which by now had died, leaving behind only a pile of burnt charcoal and ash. Floki collected some of the charcoal fragments in a glass jar, mixing it with animal dung and a handful of salt before adding some water from the melting ice and dew drops collected from his tent. He then opened a different jar of deep Prussian Blue powder he made using iron, copper, crushed rock salts and other natural minerals which he then added into the first jar. He closed the lid on his jar and shook it up, mixing all of the contents together, creating some nasty dark blueish green mixture. Erik watched curiously, not entirely sure what Floki was doing, but he wasn’t about to ask or question anything as the weird thin eye-shadow wearing war veteran poured the contents on to a metal plate and set it out in the sun to dry. It seemed he had a plan.
“So now what?” Halfdan asked as he stretched and yawned, blowing his nose and washing his face in a wooden bowl of water before handing it over to the next person in line.
“Now we go there,” Floki said, pointing to a set of archways arranged in a particular pattern almost like Stone Henge, each one actually containing a hidden portal to another location.
This was the Crystal Nexus, a place that Floki had only ever heard tales about. He was very excited to see it in person for the first time, and he couldn’t wait to figure out if it still worked. Hrafn-Floki fumbled with the small transparent sunstone in his pouch pocket before gazing up at the peak of the mountain just in front of him, and at the magnificent archways which rose above it in a circle. It was absolutely beautiful, he thought to himself, but he also knew that the journey wasn’t finished yet. There were other obstacles his band had to overcome in order to make it work.
But, being undaunted, Floki had a plan. He gathered everyone up at the top of the mountain for a small meeting after breakfast to explain the situation, and the strategy he had invented to overcome the challenges ahead. Because the Vikings were so few in number, getting all of them in at one time wouldn’t be a problem. But Floki only had one crystal, and secretly he knew that all of the Norsemen were going to need their own crystals if he was to get all of them through the portal and into the other side. Suddenly this became a major problem for the diehard spiritual leader.
Or did it? As the clever Floki started discussing his plans with the camp, it became clear to Erik Thorvaldsson what Floki had been doing with the plate of blueish green charcoal clumps. Apparently, he had somehow discovered a way to grow his own crystals using charcoal, salt, animal dung and a metallic blue colloidal powder he had used to make ink and dye. Although he wasn’t entirely sure how it worked, what Floki didn’t know yet is that the animal waste contained ammonia, a key ingredient used to synthesize rock crystals. He was already ahead of the game, but it would take a little bit of patience before the others caught on.
As the days passed, slowly the crystals began to form. All the while, they had been left outside and exposed to the elements, being charged naturally by Gaia’s suns and the bright red moon, a process which helped the synthetic crystals to grow faster. To the others who followed Floki, it must have seemed like wizardry, but the clever old fool wasn’t done yet. He still had to trick the system, somehow, and re-direct the portal from one location to another if he was going to get his party on to the surface of the red moon Colossa, a destination that the Crystal Nexus wasn’t entirely designed to take them. Once again, it seemed that the Vikings were faced with a major problem.
But once again, Hrafn-Floki the Ghostslayer had a clever trick up his sleeve. His former king, Sigurd Hring, who had long ascended and was now One with Gaia, was certainly aware of everything that Floki and his Viking explorers were up to. Sigurd had taught Floki how to use a sunstone, and how to bend light through a prism to form a rainbow. In life, Sigurd had taught Floki that if there was a will, then there must be a way. Floki just had to think deeply, and discover it. Floki the Vitki slowly scratched his partially bald head, standing before the archways and studying their alignment intently. He started to wonder if he couldn’t somehow bend the space within the portal, just as he had once bent the sunlight through a prism to form multiple other pathways and colors of light.
“That’s it!” He shouted. Floki just couldn’t control himself, as his fingers and muscles twitched, causing him to spasm with excitement as he let out a childish chuckle, smiling as he gritted his teeth and looked again.
“Floki you fool. Why didn’t you see this before?” He criticised himself before walking over to one of the archways and examining it more closely. Slowly, clouds started to block the sunlight. After a moment of staring at the gate, he chuckled again softly, then walked through the archway and around it, studying every inch of its design before looking up at the overcast skies.
It was at that moment that Hrafn-Floki figured out what he was going to do. He would bend space-time, and re-direct the portal’s wormhole from one destination to another by arranging the crystals in a certain way that would trick the mechanism into sending his party to the moon. But in order for his plan to work, his Vikings were going to need some kind of divine assistance from their gods. He began to call out quietly to Sigurd Hring, and to the great mother Gaia herself, asking for a sign.
At that moment, as if by pure coincidence, there was a break in the clouds. A single ray of sunlight beamed down over the mountain, lighting up a small area within the center of the archways. Floki watched silently for a moment, awestruck at what he was seeing. He took it as an answer from the gods, and soon, Floki was yelling at everyone else in the camp to hurry up and join him as he bit down on the knuckle of his index finger to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. Halfdan the Black, Erik the Red, Floki’s wife Helga, Thodhilda and the others hurried up to the peak of the mountain where Hrafn-Floki was standing, gazing with wide eyes.
He walked over to where the beam of sunlight was shining and stood in the golden light. He started fumbling with the sunstone in his pouch pocket again, waving his other hand and coaxing everybody else to hurry up and join him. The small band of Vikings quickly walked over and stood in the middle of the lit circle with him. All in all, seven Vikings stood together in a tight group as Floki told them all to pull out their blueish green crystals and hold them up to the light. As they did this, Floki pulled out his transparent clear sunstone and held it out in front of them so that the light from the sun would bend, transversing through the sunstone and forming a prism, shooting different hues of rainbow colored light beams to the other stones in everyone’s hands. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet beams of light projected over the Viking’s seven faces, and suddenly all of the archways lit up as the many different portals became activated. Floki’s plan was beginning to work as it started to get windy, and the gateways started to spin and twist with bright blinding white swirls of shimmering light.
A vortex began to form in the middle of the clouds where the sunlight was emanating from, and soon it started to tunnel down around Floki and his Viking explorers until it touched the mountain top, directly in the center around the ring of glowing archways, creating a dark flowing curtain around them. The wind was intense as the powerful vortex spun counterclockwise, slowly distorting the time and space around the gateways. But while it started to look dark and gloomy outside the vortex, inside it was glowing with bright colorful lights so powerfully intense that the Vikings were forced to close their eyes and cover their faces to stop from going blind. Only Floki managed to keep his eyes open, for he could not seem to pull his attention away from such intense power and absolute beauty. It was like a merry-go-round that he had never seen before, proof that the old gods were indeed a very real force and presence in their daily lives. He simply had to watch it all transpire.
The vortex got stronger and stronger, becoming faster and faster before the spinning white lights inside each gate started to get sucked inward towards the spinning vacuum. There was lightning and thunder, booming and crackling electricity, and for a moment it seemed as if the Vikings had been standing in the very center of a super dangerous nuclear reactor. And then suddenly, without warning, it just stopped. The lightning and thunder ceased, the winds dispersed, the lights started to fade and the vortex slowly disappeared, retreating back into the sky from which it came. The Crystal Nexus returned to its original normal deactivated state, and everything went silent.
Floki and his Vikings were gone…
They had disappeared entirely without a trace.
“Who you are should not change because of how others are in regards to differences between the self and the ones ourself the self. The bee that admires the beauty of the flowers should not harbor jealousy for its beauty, but appreciates it and lives freely regardless of it. Half the job of the bee is to recognize beautiful flowers for honey, and the other half is to create more beautiful flowers with its trips to them. Recognize beauty, but never downplay the part you play in the recognition of such. You’re just as beautiful as what you are admiring.”
Here is the ‘behind the scenes’ in my second look of my final project.
Here is the ‘behind the scenes’ of the first look of my final project:)
Even baby step move us forward
Each day we open our eyes is another opportunity to keep moving forward. Even the smallest of steps is a step forward. When dealing with chronic illness some days feel like you take one step forward and 5 steps back. Between dealing with the pain, the medications, and daily life it can be overwhelming.
Yet, the smallest of steps is still moving in the right direction. Just sitting up for a few…
And here is the second part of my inspiration for my final project!
Here is the first part of my inspiration for my final project!!
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“So formal, Judex. Please, there’s no need to call me sir.” Ras tilted his head to the side, chuckling internally at Judex’s annoyance. Instinctually, he wondered what the stranger thought of him, self-consciousness kicking in before he could control it. His voice softened as he continued, adding, “Ras is fine.”
There Is No “Other People”
There is no “other people.” We are all talking and walking miracles. Everyone has gifts and talents worth expressing.
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Make this lifetime…
That place where I always wanted to be
That place where I always feel loved
That place where I always feel comfy
That place where I always want to stay
That place where I feel like HOME!
That’s the place where I belong In Your Arms…