Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka and Her Wolf Companion

August 8, 2020 at 10:59 pm (Folklore, Gothic, Gothic romance, love, Mythology, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )


The Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka

The immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka had several wolf companions who served as her protectors.

Her longest serving was a wolf called Seneca who had served her ever since she became an immortal after bareback riding a rare white buffalo on the South Dakota plains back in the late 1870s.

Seneca had been a gift to her from her Medicine Man grandfather (long since deceased).

She had often felt that this wolf Seneca was a creature from another dimension.

The writer C.S. Lewis in one of his Narnia books had once talked about a planet which had several trees growing on it.

Each tree was its own separate universe or world or dimensional realm.

Just as C.S. Lewis saw the rise of the Transhumanist movement within Science (noted in his book That Hideous Strength).

So he foresaw the possibility of multiple worlds or multiple universes- something that modern physics now thinks possible.

Saint Jerome who translated the Bible into Latin -a book known to History as the Vulgate – had recounted in his diary a meeting with a faun (the Roman term for satyr- a creature who was part man and part goat- part of Greco-Roman mythology).

The faun had told Jerome not to worry.

That he (the faun) was a creature from another dimension.

But a dimension created by the same God that Jerome worshipped.

For the Great High God was the creator of the whole Cosmos (and Cosmos in Greek meant the whole created order).

So the faun explained to Jerome that there were many dimensions within the cosmos – the whole created order- not just the dimension in which Jerome’s Earth existed.

Although the faun explained there were a group of beings called the Watchers who had created fauns and satyrs and other hybrids (recounted in mythology) in this dimension.

These Watchers were the ancestors of the Nephilim (the giants) mentioned in the Book of Genesis Chapter 6.

The Watchers and their Nephilim off-spring caused great evil on the Earth which caused God to send the Flood.

When Tanaka had read Jerome’s account of his meeting with the faun, she wondered if Lewis had read it as well.

And caused Lewis to create the faun character of Mr. Tumnus in the Narnia books.

Tanaka reflected on her wolf protectors.

Some were supernatural.

Others were natural who were drawn to her.

There was one- a white wolf with blue eyes- that Tanaka thought was in fact human.

He was a shapeshifter.

Out walking with this blue eyed wolf protector in the woods near the northeastern English village of Barnack (in whose village rectory the noted writer Charles Kingsley author of the book The Water Babies had spent his childhood), Tanaka sat down and looked at him and communicated telepathically.

When the wolf answered Yes to being human, she communicated another question.

The wolf held his head down and then looked up again with sad eyes.

He had lost the ability to speak his own thoughts so he communicated with the lyrics of one of his favourite songs from his childhood – the song Sometimes When We Touch written by Canadian singer-songwriter Dan Hill:

You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I’d rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie

For who am I to judge you
In what you say or do
I’m only just beginning
To see the real you

And sometimes when we touch
The honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

Romance’s an honest strategy
Leaves me grappling with my pride
But through the years of maturity
Some tenderness survives
I’m just another writer
Still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prizefighter
Still trapped within my youth

And sometimes when we touch
The honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide…

And with that the wolf closed his eyes and walked with his head down into the woods.

“Avalon,” she called out after him, “Don’t you want me to hold you till the fear in you subsides?”.

The wolf came back.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday August 8th
2020.

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The Howling of The Frost Giants: A Poem

December 23, 2016 at 4:14 pm (Folklore, Horror, Mythology, Poetry, The Supernatural) (, , , , , , , , )

The Howling of The Frost Giants: A Poem

Outside the house the frost giants howl
preparing for the Norse Ragnarok
December 2016- a descent into darkness
A land of winter but no Christmas
as C.S. Lewis foresaw
A Narnia ruled by a Queen of Snow and Ice

Outside the house the frost giants howl
to the materialist just great gusts of wind and snow
to the magician wicked spirits of ice and snow
risen from the depths of Niflheim
Loki calls to Thor in adversarial jest
Fenrir howls at Odin
Great serpents rise in this land of the damned
A Hell minus centigrade and minus Fahrenheit
where snow and ice devour instead of flames

Trolls and ogres have left their underground caves
and openly walk the streets of the city
great blemishes of ugliness and decay
Oh for the laser machete of Pan Goatee to slaughter such ugly beasts

Outside the house the frost giants howl
Christmas without Christ is here
but instead of a Transhumanist technological utopia
Old beasts and old gods have returned
Old devils laugh in glee
mocking lights on a Christmas tree.

Man and Superman- thy godhood has arrived
but lesser than the trees and the stars
More powerful ancient spirits are also here
This is the season Prophets and Mystics did fear
It has come to pass
in the form of Wintery blast
The Frost Giants are here!
They laugh and they jeer!
An Ice Age Reign of Terror!
Talk of a Promised Land- all in error!
As gods fall from a celestial hall, wolf and serpent scowl,
Outside the house the frost giants howl.

-A poem written by Christopher
Monday December 19th 2016.

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If This World Were Narnia: A Poem

June 26, 2016 at 5:40 pm (Commentary, News, Poetry) (, , )

If This World Were Narnia: A Poem

If this world were Narnia
it would be at the height
of the White Witch’s Winter
A world where it is always
winter
but never Christmas
A world where beavers and fauns
and sons of Adam
and daughters of Eve
desperately search the icy ground
for any sign of a thaw
A sign that Aslan was finally on the march.

-A poem written by Christopher
Sunday June 26th 2016.

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