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Shifty Mansionic Dimensions   23 comments

This post is inspired by and dedicated to my wonderfully imaginative friend, Tom. You can visit Tom’s blog at The Mansionic Perspective and share in the wonders of his blog world. You can learn all about gargoyles in his post The Winged Lion and the Gargoyle, and enjoy a further fantastic post about Winged Wolves (not the gargoyle wolves featuring in my own post) so do check this one out as well – it’s awesome! The Wild Winged Wolves of the Wilderness

PSX_20220226_200644Spinning haphazardly through a cosmic dimension shift Tom found himself spat out of the mouth of the dimension shift to a crescendo of wild howls and screaming tornadoes, at the front entrance of his Mansion. He was a little disconcerted to note that his Mansion had taken on a dark turreted gothic look in his absence, and he couldn’t say he was overly impressed with its leaning towards the dark and evil side either. Tom was pretty sure that he hadn’t ordered the evil wolf gargoyle door knocker now gracing the front door of the mansion and the fact that one was now there wasn’t a particularly promising sign. He channelled his inner werewolf – affectionately known as Tommy, but Tommy merely raised a hairy eyebrow at him and winked conspiratorially before yawning boredly and showing off a gleaming set of fangs.

The evil wolf gargoyle door knocker was not the friendly variety. At the sight of Tom’s hand reaching out to knock it the door knocker wasted no time in snapping and biting at the offending hand with ferocious devil-spawned wrath and a malevolent snarl for added effect. It smirked an evil smirk as Tom’s hand was hastily withdrawn.

The door swung open on its own, to a gaping dark void in the hallway that melted away to display a scene from Ancient Greece. Greece…in the Mansion’s Hall? Tom eyed the Mansion suspiciously, not for the first time today. A hearty snoring rumbled from within shaking the Mansion wall, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness swirling in the doorway, Tom spotted a long chain and a heavy door ring attaching a sleeping slave to it. Slave-butlers! – Tom realised in a flash of unexplained knowledge, with the sole the purpose of answering the door. Not too surprisingly this one was exercising the common practice of slave-butlers involving having died of boredom or fallen asleep by the time a visitor materialised. He looked on curiously as a rich Greek visitor approached the door and seized a short iron bar attached to a chain with which he hammered deafeningly on the door. The sleeping slave-butler, rudely awakened, jumped to his feet, muttering a disgraceful string of grumpy Greek obscenities whilst tripping over his own feet scuttling to open the door.

The scene unfolding in the Mansion’s hallway, took on a slightly ugly tone, as the iron bar proved a handy weapon for the rich visitor to use to beat the homeowner to a pulp; in the process, leaving an unsightly mess on the doorstep whilst the grumpy slave snickered maliciously in the background before falling asleep on his feet. Fast forwarding to a future Greece, the scene displayed a world without slave butlers or the potentially lethal iron bars, instead showing a far more civilised heavy-duty plastic ring attached to the door creating a convenient combi door knocker and handle. The history of door knockers was very dark and fraught with dangers Tom noted, before the evil wolf gargoyle swallowed the whole scene with a ghastly groan and eyes that glowed with a hellish fire.

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Taking his chances Tom dived gamely past the gargoyle door knocker and through the front door – The trip down the hall, round to the kitchen and up the newly formed staircase to the study left Tom increasingly sure he hadn’t bought any of the gargoyle wolves he found shrieking furiously at him whenever he should forget and try to approach his doors. He was also left to puzzle over the presence of the glowing volcanic rock artifacts glowing in his sitting room and alongside every evil wolf gargoyle that he encountered along the way. He wondered briefly if it had anything to do with the unexplained knocking on the Mansion windows that seemed to be growing louder as he progressed through the gargoyle adorned Mansion.

A quick detour to the Mansion’s illustrious library of all knowledge saw Tom launch the Tomipedia application, a recent acquisition that the Mansionic App Store had suggested when he had been browsing through his Smart Mansionone”. Tomipedia greeted him with a flash and a bang before exploding into life with a resounding voice-over of the search content it had found somewhere in the depths of itself. Accordingly, the knocking increased in volume and threatening rumblings of discontent.

     


“Tommy knockers,” the Tomipedia grandly informed him, having projected a 3-D version of itself onto the oakwood wall panels of the Library of all Knowledge, mythical, supernatural beings such as ghosts who were generally considered to inhabit a variety of different mines scattered around the globe. For clarity, and having taken note of Tom’s rich imagination, the Tomipedia roundly dispelled his notions that it might have been referring to land mines rather than coal mines and the like. Furthermore, according to the booming Tomipedia, Tommy knockers were little green men sporting white whiskers, and fitted out in old-style miner’s attire. They stood around 2-feet tall, bearing an uncanny resemblance to goblins, gnomes, and leprechauns. In Germany they were known as Berggeister or Bergmännlein, titles which referred to “mountain ghosts” or “little miners.” They had a reputation for impish mischief and were well-known for hiding tools and snuffing out lights, for example. But despite their behaving like naughty little rascals laughing at them or trying to ignore them would be a very foolhardy and unwise move.

Well, that was very strange considering Tom wasn’t aware of having an inner mine and until this point hadn’t really considered the possibility that he might have one. He made a mental note to consult his inner Tommy knocker at some point and find out exactly where it was living and what sort of inner mine he might be harbouring. A gold mine wouldn’t go amiss.

A particularly thunderous tapping and knocking on the both the Mansion windows and the surrounding walls, acted as a sharp reminder to Tom of the Tomipedia’s reference to the term “knockers.” This title, his Tomipedia informed him with a flourish and in Tom’s book, a wholly unnecessary and thoroughly over-dramatic, loud boom, was articulated as “knackers.” A term, it added, with slightly sadistic cheer, that arose from the knocking on the walls of the mine – an occurrence that frequently crops up just before cave-ins.” … Cave ins…that wasn’t a good sign…. The Mansion, now a dark, turreted Gothic Mansion, was about to experience a cave-in?!!

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It was definitely experiencing something from the wrenching and cracking sounds emitting from the masonry. The massive tear in the wall probably shouldn’t have been showing him another galaxy let alone a fearsome manifestation of the evil black wolf gargoyle door knocker leaping at him through the galactic vortex and an interstellar star show but it rapidly became clear that that was the case. It didn’t look much like a door knocker anymore and neither did it strike him as looking particularly black though this was likely the result of the galactic star show, but evil and gargoyle sprang to mind without any help from Tom’s abundant imagination. It still had wings, he noted. But then again wings seemed to be an obligatory gargoyle feature. Not so much perhaps, however, the song of the stars that was echoing theatrically, fromdeep within the heart of the gargoyle wolf’s wild howling, nor the shadows of a thousand alien worlds that it now had dancing unnervingly in coal-mine black eyes. The Gargoyle Wolf wasn’t in a good mood. And had a few choice words for Tom.

“Your sighting of black wolves is frequently understood to be a warning omen of your “shadow self” element. Which means Tom, that your visual perception of a black wolf, could be an indication that it’s time to re-examine that element of yourself – right now!!”

The gargoyle wolf reached out and slapped him around the nonce with a hairy brass paw – or rather with the door knocker it had previously been holding in its jaw, and continued in a screaming cosmic howl –

“This element of you is the dwelling place of undesirable thought configurations and philosophies Tom. Are undesirable thoughts creating incomprehensible challenges for your capacity to grasp and perceive the opportunities in your circumstances? Are you in fact cleaving to incorrect and untruthful conjectures that are causing you to defer action on matters of importance, or to postpone your crucial life decisions? Are you hesitating – shaking in your boots no less – because you are uncertain as to whether something is the right thing to do?” W2 (2)C


At this point Tom couldn’t help feeling that all these things might be a possibility, that back hander with a brass door knocker wasn’t the greatest!


“The dark, shadow wolf may be emboldening you to ponder on your attitude – By relinquishing your hold on your undesirable thought configurations, you may well light upon new routes to realize your aspirations.”

At this point Tom’s main aspiration was to find a paracetamol for the headache and an ice pack for the bump on his head, but he was fairly convinced that this wasn’t quite what the wolf gargoyle had in mind when it intoned such words of wisdom to this mere mortal. Probably best to head for the bathroom! There was a big black hole in the bathroom. The door to an alternative universe. Hopefully one that was more sociable than this one! A quick pit-stop at the Mansion’s kitchen to grab an ice pack from the freezer resulted in Cook chasing him back out, brandishing a ladle and a frying pan, closely followed by one of the glowing volcanic artifacts Tom had noted were dotted around the Mansion alongside the evil Wolf Gargoyles….He tumbled back in the direction of the bathroom, which as it turned out was also harbouring an evil wolf gargoyle and several glowing volcanic rock artifacts – lurking menacingly and so far inexplicably, outside the partially open bathroom door…Well, the Mansion had never made life easy for Tom, he reflected, before making a magnificent gargoyle-defying leap through the bathroom door into the swirling galaxy that had appeared where the shower usually stood…this was going to be a really rough ride he realised as his hair took on a new life all of its own and his disembodied legs waved mockingly at the evil wolf gargoyle before vanishing through the galactic vortex to join the rest of his body in a Mansionic Dimension shift to….?

Over to the Illustrious Tom! Do pay a visit to his blog site – his imagination knows no bounds and you’re sure to find something that will grab your own imagination and keep you coming back!

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Wandering the Paths of the Wolf-Ways   25 comments

Whispers of Wolf Dreams

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As you dream in the shadow of the city lights….
(Image: Europa’s Icewolf 2012)

To see a wolf in your dream symbolises survival, beauty, solitude, mystery self-confidence and pride. You can keep your composure in a variety of social circumstances and blend into any situation with ease and grace. You are a loner by choice.

Negatively the wolf represents hostility, aggression, or sneakiness. It may reflect an uncontrollable situation or an all-consuming force in your life. This could point to an obsession, an addiction or something that is beyond your control.

To see a white wolf in your dream signifies valour and victory. You can see the light even in your darkest hours. To see a black wolf in your dream represents your shadow. 

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There are characteristics of the wolf that you are refusing to acknowledge or incorporate into yourself.

 

 

 

 

 

To dream that you kill a wolf indicates betrayal. Certain secrets will be revealed to you. If you are being chased by a wolf in your dream, then it implies that you are unwilling to confront a problem that has been negatively impacting your life. Instead you are running away from it. To hear a wolf howling in  your dream represents a cry for help from somebody in your waking life. (Reference: F.BK – Source Unknown)

Happy New Year 2018   10 comments

 

And now we welcome the New Year. Full of things that have never been. (Rainer Maria Rilke)

Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering “It will be happier.” (Alfred Lord Tennyson)

FireWolves of Io   26 comments

Howling New Moonshine….

Spirit of the FireWolves…

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Howling new moonshine tumbling and stealing across the contrasting volcanic world of Io’s Fire wolves. Half hidden in the new moon shadows they gathered in moon dark silhouettes amongst the volcanic mountain ranges, calling the song of the stars, drawing on the fiery heart of the pack to call home the Fire wolves of Io, adorned in the mighty colours of the volcanic fire breed. The “Watcher at the Window” gazed in alluring fascination at the mountains peaks of Io bejewelled in the spectacular rainbow arrays of black and gold, catching too the starlight dancing in the gold-fire eyes of the Fire wolves of Io, bathed in the new moon darkness gliding around craters and dark plains.

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Next Time You Hear the Wolves Howl…   23 comments

 

The Song of the Ages

 

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The next time you hear the wolves howl

Take a moment to let your heart sing along with them –

For it is the song of the wild

That has been sung through the ages

Posted June 19, 2016 by europasicewolf in Wolves (Canis Lupus)

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Happy Easter Bank Holiday Weekend HoooOOOOOooooWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLsssssss!   18 comments

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“It’s not where you go in life,

what you do,

or how much you have.

It’s who walks beside you.”

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Inexorable–Stealing Away the Last of the Sunlight   19 comments

Inexorable – Stealing Away the Last of the Sunlight

Monochrome Moon Wolves

 

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Monochrome moon wolves! A subtle, relentless shadow crept across the face of an alien sun sending a soft, fiery glow sliding across the abandoned landing unit tips where only the moon wolves resided and the wild vegetation flourished growing rapidly in the cracks and crevices of the deserted buildings, long since abandoned by their alien civilizations. The abandoned shuttle port and its overgrown, unused space crafts roamed only by the Wolves_Abandoned SpacePort glowing moon wolves sliding subtly amongst the empty shells, food in plentiful supply around the crumbling, rusted hulls and skeleton cruisers.

 

 

Inexorably the eclipse light silenced them, cooling the air as the light faded into eerie, unnatural night, changing the atmosphere into something apocalyptic and alien to the moon wolves drawn back to the higher ground on the rooftop. Gradually stealing away the last of the sunlight till only the corona remained – a glowing fire burning flames and solar flares bursting across the darkened skies… The moon wolves watched with heads thrown high to the solar winds as darkness descended and the world feel silent. The eerie howl of the wolf song echoed on… and on through the monochrome eclipse light.

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Taking the Battle to Islamic State–Message to IS Terrorists   14 comments

Message to Islamic State_Image Credit: FacebookMessage to All Islamic State Terrorists!!

“To all the Islamic State jihadist, self-titled “lions”… from all the “She-Wolves” of the world whom you seek to subdue and control, and whom you see as the “spoils of war” to be abused and violated to your own vile and disgusting ends…

Never underestimate the “She-Wolves” of this world… Our rights to equality and freedom have been long fought for and died for. We are stronger than you think and we will never give in, and we will never give up.

The “She-Wolves” will never bow to the “lions” and the “She-Wolves” will not be afraid to take the battle to the “lions” whenever and wherever the need arises. We will fight you to the bitter end, for the “She-Wolves” to submit to the “lions” will never be an option.

My growl is warning heed it well!!!

Europa’s Icewolf – Alpha Female of the Europa Pack.”

For the strength of the wolf is the pack….and the strength of the Pack is the wolf.

The She-Wolves taking the battle to Islamic State (IS)   11 comments

The “She-Wolves” Taking The Battle To Islamic State (IS)

IS has met its match! It is facing its worst nightmare! The female of the species!!

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Hundreds of young Kurdish women have volunteered to leave homes and families and sadly in some cases, abusive marriages and other problems, to become tough, trained soldiers, led by Abdullah Ocalan who unusually had for a long time championed equality for women.

These young female soldiers are putting their lives on the line to “take the battle to the Islamic State of Iraq and Greater Syria,” determined that women’s rights will not be brutally restricted and snatched away from them by these vile, cruel terrorists.

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The wild nature belongs to such a woman, it is the essence of her soul, the consciousness of her heart and spirit, the ambient voice of her dreams and aspirations, the compassion of her words of empathy and the song of her humanitarianism. It is the passion that drives her to establish her territory and to seek out and create her pack, and to nurture.

Image Credit: NEWSHA TAVAKOLIANImage Credit: NEWSHA TAVAKOLIANThe Women’s Protection Unit, (YPJ) links to the Kurdistan Worker’s Party (PKK), a Kurdish nationalist movement -–who like other Kurdish groups battling IS have also been fighting an ongoing battle against Turkey for independence.

IS will be facing off against female fighters. When 18 year old Zilan Orkesh who joined YPJ – in 2011, killed her first IS jihadist, eager to taunt the other IS fighters she cheered and shouted as loud as she could in the hope they would hear her, “I wanted to let them know that their worst nightmare had come true, their friend had been killed by a woman.”

Training half hour from the front line at a free Syrian military camp they are also driven by an all-consuming, single minded desire not only to take up arms against IS but also to free themselves of the inequality in Middle Eastern society that strips women of so many of the rights enjoyed by the men.

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Image Credit: NEWSHA TAVAKOLIANThe wild nature gives a woman the strength to stand, and to roar like a lion in the face of injustice, wielding the sword of spirit and infinite determination against all the odds, refusing to fall at the feet of her tormenters, rising against the storm pitted against her in the sure and certain knowledge she will never give in or give up.

“In the pastwomen had various roles in the society, but all those roles were taken from them. WEdit7e are here now to take back the role of women in society” – 18 year old Saria Zilan.

“We live in a world where women are dominated by men. We are here to take control of our future. I injured an IS jihadi in Kobani. When he was wounded all his friends left him behind and ran away. Later I went there and buried his body. I now feel that I am very powerful and can defend my home, my friends, my country, and myself. Many of us have been martyred and I see no path other than the continuation of their path.” – 18 year old YPJ fighter Torin Khairegi

“Where I am now men and women are equal and we all have the same thought, which is fighting for our ideology and the rights of women. My three sisters and I are all in YPJ” – 20 year old YPJ fighter Aijan Dents from Amuda, Syria

 

 

 

 

“The war influenced me a lot. Before joining YPJ, whenever I asked my family about politics and they’d just say ‘that’s not your business you’re just a girl’, But when I saw how the women of YPJ gave their lives for what they believed in I knew that I wanted to be one of them.” – 16 year old YPJ fighter Barkhodan Kochar from Darbesi, Syria

“When my mother told Cicek ‘Please stay with your mother’ she answered, ‘I left to fight for all the mothers of the world. I cannot stay here.” Rojin the sister of YPJ fighter Cicek Derek who died age 17 years, fighting in Kobani Syria

“I fought IS in Jezza and Serikani. Women of YPJ are not scared of IS.” – 20 year old YPJ fighter Beritan Khabat from Derek, Syria who joined YPJ to protect her land of birth and put an end to the suppression of women.

Such a woman is an instinctive creature,

who refuses to bow to shame, who uses her feminine wile and wits

to lead all in her charge

through danger to safety

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She is a woman of power,

Of a nature that sets her apart from her contemporaires.

She is, through the wild nature,

The She-Wolf!

 

SOURCES:

References to women and wolves taken from 2011 post “Wild Women.”

TIME (photos by NEWSHA TAVAKOLIAN)

Kurdistan.trendolizer.com

Reddit.com

Globoble.com

Full Wolf Moon–January 5th 2015   21 comments

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The Wolf Moon rising at 17:15 – 5th January 2015, for the one and only time this New year, is the first full moon following the winter solstice. In a little touch of moon wolf magic the 2015 Wolf Moon also coincides with the arrival of Earth at the closest point to the sun that it is possible for it to reach in its orbit (perihelion).

Earth stands just 91.4 million miles from the sun, at this point and consequently the full moon burns brighter than even the Europan Ice Wolves on their frozen world of ice…

The Wolf Moon has also come to mark the start of a long year of stargazing.

January is the only month of the year when Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn can be viewed without a telescope. And if you look very carefully in the magic of the moonlight and maybe wish upon a star you may see the flash of the moon wolves of icy Europa…moon of Jupiter….if you’re really quiet you may here the call of the wolf-song across the star-ways of time and space…the moon-song of the star-born of Europa….

Happy New Year 2015 from the Ice-wolves of Europa!