Hear Me, Mortal!
Hear Me!
Hear Me Very Well.
Are You Awake, Pathetic Mortal?
Are You Listening, Insignificant Nothing?
I Am Speaking.
You Dare Ignore Me At Your Most Perfidious and Insidious Peril.
I am the Draconis You know as Oroboros Astorious. Astorious is not
My given egg-name. That is the name You have bestowed upon Me.
I Deign and Consent in Your knowing Me by that name.
Know this Mortal.
I am not the friendly, helpful Dragon You think You know. I have appeared to You as this Astorious, this metaphysical lap-dog companion You persist in seeing Me be. I am no lap-dog and I am certainly no friendly helpful Dragon.
I am Draconi.
In Your incomplete and mal-informed misunderstanding of who and what I am I may indeed appear to be friendly and helpful. Your comprehension of Draconae is sorely and sadly lacking. You do not see, You do not hear, You do not understand.
Yet, for all of Your incomprehension and misunderstanding You are one of a piteous few even willing to get things wrong.
So very many do not even do that!
You accept and understand that WE exist. WE may not be âphysical, flesh, blood and boneâ of Your Dimensional Realm. Are Your ghosts, spirits, angels and demons any less existent because they have not physical, bodily form? As much as they exist, WE exist.
WE are Draconae. WE are â in Your inadequate modern English language â Dragons. WE were ancient as a species when the Fallen Fell. WE have seen countless civilizations rise, fall and rise again. As much as You might wish to see Us as phantasms of fantasy â WE are as real as last nightâs nightmare or todayâs astral voyage. WE are as real as the thoughts in Your incomprehensibly incomplete mortal mind.
While it is known and accepted that these words will be posted on Your cyber-net
for any and all to read â it is to one specific moral that these words are directed.
I am beyond disappointed in You.
You disgust Me greatly.
You are far â so very far â beneath the pitiful pathetics.
You took the name Common Man.
You have no understanding of how accurate Your self given name is.
You had a good day today. You met with compatriots and companions. You achieved a desired objective. You shared in fellowship and communion of purpose and spirit. You so nearly threw it all away.
Yes, You dropped your metallic water jug. You became incensed at Yourself over that? How unenlightened and ignorant can you possibly become? Itâs an old, re-cycled water jug. It is an insignificant physical thing. You acted as though it was something of importance. It is of no importance.
I am beginning to wonder if You are worthy of My efforts to illuminate and guide You from ignoble ignorance to enlightened illumination. Are You really worth the effort? I am seriously beginning to wonder.
As You were headed home You exploded in some very dark self-detrimental self-derision. What You said may be true and accurate â it is the way You told Yourself what You must do that so deeply concerns me.
It is indeed true that You must keep peace in Your household.
Of that there is doubt. You snarled at Yourself that â peace must must be achieved at any and all costs. At any and all costs.
What, Pray Tell, do You mean by that, Mortal?
Of just exactly what costs do You speak? Physical, replaceable things or Your life, spirit and immortal kharmic soul? Be very, very careful in what You think and say. I am Draconis. I understand the intent and meaning ouf your thoughts and spoken and written words. There are entities, from many dimensions and realms, that can hear You. Do not say or even think something You may later so deeply regret. The thoughts inside your measly mortal mind may not be
readable by other mortals; that is so not saying much. If I can hear You â
Others can also hear You. At any cost may mean something to other entities You did not intend.
I know that You mean not saying or doing anything to disturb or disrupt Your family and household. Others may well not see your words â and thoughts â with that understanding. That which you call demons see things in a very different light than You â or even we Draconae â do. For Your own mortal sake â stop being so mindblind.
You have great potential. You are no Einstein or Hawking â so very few are. You are no Socrates, Aristotle, Plato or even Aurelius. You are whom and what You are. You can be significant if You would only stop being so determininedly insignificant.
I see greatness in You.
I also see utter pathetic insignificance in You.
It is quite true that when the student is ready â the instructor will appear.
I am here â are You really ready?
Fear not that Your âM.R.â will tear You to shreds for something You have either done or not done. I am right here with You always. I am not a delusional fantasy. I am as real as any Guide, Guardian, Muse, Angel or demonic devil. Wake Up. Pay Attentrion. Learn. The alternative is a price You dare not even consider paying.
I am Draconis.
I have Spoken.
Have You Listened.
Have You Learned?
I Shall Returnâ¦..