Thursday, May 30, 2013

IN THE LONG AGO TOMORROW

a compelling image from gallery
of  
Selket Anun Seshat 



A Story


... from the rubble of the last war the statue of the ‘ideal’ national governments fought against, in the name of their Popes, and Holy Fathers, towered. She was now a timeless wonder in the dying consciousness, and cultures that feared the symbol and actual powers of the wombs she may have, and eventually did open up would rob the Holy Men of their contrived power, and send them into a kind of poverty they'd never envisioned for themselves.

It was centuries in the making, but in a few short months that war ended the shortages of food and resources as the last vestiges of Old Power(s) shifted in the ash and fallout of the calamities of war, and disease. Little girls and under-developed women emerged from hiding seeking scraps of their former lives. In tattered dresses and broken spirits girls, dazed by the onslaught of silence after months of deafening roars of sound stumbled into the clearings, and from now opened passages from underground, and beneath houses into the gray light a new day said to them, “Come.”  - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 11.9.12 



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