The Adjacent World

Puck by all appearances on this day looked like a man - a very tall man, with a mess of long curly hair. He was dressed in Western gear - having just come from the country in outback Australia. He liked to pop over there once or twice a week to visit family - the stadium had just been a little detour on his way through.

Most of the time Puck resided in the adjacent world - that subtle and wonderful etheric place called Faerie.

Nothing in Faerie ever goes rancid, the air is always sweet and clean, and there is a fresh supply of water and moss where ever you go. Being so much more pleasant, it was the obvious choice as the primary place for Puck to prefer to live in, and drink the water from.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

Time & Consequences

Puck positioned himself into the front seat beside Eve, quickly throwing Needles abruptly into the back.

“There you go Einstein”, he said rather sarcastically, having viewed the akashic take on how and what had just taken place: with Needles distracting the driver, causing the car to crash, spin and collide.

“You really should be more careful” he then said, addressing Eve, not realizing that she could see and hear him.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

Gold Mercedes

Best beat the traffic before the crowds disassemble. Puck teleported himself into the car park, right beside his gold Mercedes. Once inside he chugged down a half opened packet of crisps before venturing out onto the open road. Oh! life was grand!

Next he was rummaging into the side door for his Etheric springwater (he never drank tap water as it could turn his hair green) when he came to a slowing in the traffic, as a police officer was waving the line of cars into a side street instead.

Puck swung over before turning. He wanted to see what the delay was, and if he could help. His powers of healing were as good as the best, and besides which, his curiosity responded quickest to the fates of disarray.

And that was how Puck met Eve; on a day that should have been the worst day of her life, but for him. He wandered into a scene of metal and blood, and simply, quite brilliantly, turned back time.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

Man! You have it good!

Puck looked over the sea of souls before him - a vast stadium of sports supporters were before him - divided in name and colour only. He enjoyed visiting such events - he found that the energetic resonance was exhilarating. If only they could cheer like this for something of substance, of real importance, he thought momentarily.

It was essentially the paradox of Humanity: the gift to be able to get things completely wrong, to miss the point, to choose unwisely, to falsely judge, to assume the worst, to see through the glass darkly, to misinterpret and misunderstand … the divine right to be an ignoble ass - or, to become a god - Man! You have it good!

But he knew better. His elven ears were twitching with the erupting noise. The scoreboard clicked - and the animated mass explosively enlivened one more time.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

Selfhood

There was magic in the air, everywhere: an intoxicating normalcy, where the consciousness of Man could pivot one minute from an inner knowing, into a selflessness that drew him into the crowd, and then back again.

The problem of selflessness can be when the soul of the individual fails to recognize the light that dwells in his brother, because he then no longer perceives the glory of his own. There needs to be a measure of self, a large portion of self, to be able recognize and respect the selfhood in others.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

It Wasn't Me!

“It can’t be me.
I would not have done this.
It can’t be me.
I would not have done this.”

Eve kept repeating this over, and over, as the shock loosened her thinking terribly.

The dwarf had left her recollection altogether, and their momentary conversation was far from her reach also. This is not unusual, for many of us have visitations from ethereal beings and completely forget it having happened hours, or even minutes later. We also have interjections and suggestions that interrupt our inner dialogue, frequently from an ethereal other - sometimes of goodwill, and sometimes with animus.

All Eve could remember, scanning back, reviewing what she knew, was looking down at her phone, away from the road.

“Oh God, it was me” she said just before collapsing.”

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series

No longer Calf to the Bull

“Rough work is all I require Son. If it has burs and knicks, all the better I say. You worry too much lad. Crude and strong, I’ll be back on the return. If you need the raw supplies, I will arrange a drop.”

It was clear that the slaver would not take ‘no’ for an answer, and it occurred to Jonathon that he himself might end up shackled to his work, or onsold, or both. He had known five minutes of freedom, only to have some surrogate father step in and want to tell him what to do to fill his days.

“I will no longer be calf to the bull”, he said to himself.

And the voice of his inner man called to him to there and then, to step out of his childhood and become grown with a certainty of himself, according to himself.

Jon closed his eyes, and reflected on what it was to be him.

He could decide - he could choose - he could stay or he could go … and just by knowing this was his to ponder, he felt the freedom of his living spirit within, rising above, aloft the heavenly powers, now to endure all else.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series