You & I have similiar history in many ways. I worked & lived inside Shakespeare & Company in Paris in 1985 under its then-proprietor George Whitman. I slept in the rare book room, which was separate and on the ground floor and needed to be locked, shuttered and guarded every night. It was loaded with Crowley's books, limited occult editions, rare diaries. There were two Grimoires but they were downstairs in one of the basements, even more rare, locked away.
I've also come across similar creatures to the ones in your tale, but always drive them away before they or I can get too close. There was one in my basement I had to expel earlier this week; it moved with scattering, slithering sound at the same time, like a rodent crossed with a reptile. Unique. They don't frighten me, but I don't want them around; I don't trust them, even if they mean me no harm. I got what I need.
Wonderful. We do have similar backgrounds in many respects. I never see you as the other end of the pole as it were. Mostly due to the erudition. But we should keep up the divide for appearances sake at least! Haha.
I don't know what to make of the odd things we come across sometimes. I think the key is not trying to apply meaning, symbolically or otherwise. I doubt very much if they apply any meaning to use. More like cats. A momentary laconic interest.
Anyway, it always makes my day hearing from you. Keeps me on my toes!
You & I have similiar history in many ways. I worked & lived inside Shakespeare & Company in Paris in 1985 under its then-proprietor George Whitman. I slept in the rare book room, which was separate and on the ground floor and needed to be locked, shuttered and guarded every night. It was loaded with Crowley's books, limited occult editions, rare diaries. There were two Grimoires but they were downstairs in one of the basements, even more rare, locked away.
I've also come across similar creatures to the ones in your tale, but always drive them away before they or I can get too close. There was one in my basement I had to expel earlier this week; it moved with scattering, slithering sound at the same time, like a rodent crossed with a reptile. Unique. They don't frighten me, but I don't want them around; I don't trust them, even if they mean me no harm. I got what I need.
Wonderful. We do have similar backgrounds in many respects. I never see you as the other end of the pole as it were. Mostly due to the erudition. But we should keep up the divide for appearances sake at least! Haha.
I don't know what to make of the odd things we come across sometimes. I think the key is not trying to apply meaning, symbolically or otherwise. I doubt very much if they apply any meaning to use. More like cats. A momentary laconic interest.
Anyway, it always makes my day hearing from you. Keeps me on my toes!
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