KING 810 - under the black rainbow part 6 - "thursday∴day of thOr"

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Part six of the episodic occult tragedy under the black rainbow picks up where part five left off. After a second visit into the enchanted our heroes return to the dimension... or universe... or lifeline... but which dimension is being visited and which one is home ?

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thursday∴thors day∴heart∴F∴green∴heart∴life∴thunder∴dies iovis…
I suggest ending it there for yourself and keeping your ignorance… your peace.
This I know to be impossible for just as the pen calls forth the poet so does that cruel beast called curiosity push and shove and cajole you dear reader…
The heart in all its contentment is nagged and annoyed by that pesky thing called the head.
And so if you insist on continuing well do so with my warning for as a true poet I can only give you truth.
…We will pick up on the day of Jupiter the one named after Thor.
Only a gruesome and profane bunch name the day after the thunder for the thunder is but a drop in the ocean above.
Anyway, Jupiter the Pater of the sky and the whole sky and all in it… the rolling thunder, the bolts of Zeus, the falling rain, the whole domain.
Let us speak of that ocean in the sky and the heavens above it for yes if you must know there are indeed several heavens one atop the next so let us go there for our tale concerns us with such details.
Let us speak of these most mysteriously enchanting things.
In the magic we find in the most peculiar places.
At untold distances here and there without explanation or mystery.
Yes the ALL SOUL doesn't travel rather it is all…always. Bornless.
At speeds beyond light the depth of the deep oceans becomes a bore.
Even the tallest coldest crest where the air is thin and the bacteria and minerals are left unmolested is of no interest to that astral traveler.
It is something neither to be ignored nor destroyed.
Not in one lifetime or a thousand. It will come… that cosmic thing.
Does one recall that joy I spoke of a few short days ago?
That most mysteriously unparalleled joy too joyous to be held in a human heart or inside a human skin organ. The joy you wish to hold for lifetimes. The kind you’d trade your soul for?
That ineffable joy?
Yes, to know God one must become acquainted with the massive shadow of God.
The shadow which swallows galaxies whole.
It was the good ol boy CG who said no tree can stretch to heaven without roots in hell. So here we are.
That thing I have been dancing around.
Though dancing with the pen is often more painful than the dance of the body… I digress.
All is dual… polar. And the opposite of this pure bliss shown itself to our heroes on that day!
The iciest coldest dread. That shuddering terror. The awe, the crippling awe.
That all consuming black black fear that...lightless.
For light and spectrum and color is all arbitrary human perception.
There is but one color and one color only.
One color which all is born out of yes it is the truest fact one cannot forget in 1000 lifetimes…
The first time we stand under the black rainbow.

0:00 intro
0:42 "thursday∴day of thOr"
13:38 story

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