30 days of … (Part 1)
Working out what to focus on was a little harder.
Truth be told, I spent most of February chasing up dead ends. Plenty of good stuff, but nothing I could do in 30 days. Looking back I had a pretty clear pathway all along. The work had been in my face all along.
But at the time…
Early January, I’d walked into a local second hand shop. An ordinary place. Furniture. Knick knacks. Nothing special. Except for the human spine, part of a human pelvis and ribs.
Hang on. The owners had somehow acquired a complete human skeleton and sold off parts of it over time. I was pretty shocked. I wasn’t shocked at the idea there were human bones for sale in a local shop.
The idea that this complete set of bones had been sold off, piece by piece really got to me.
It wasn’t long before I was back in the store persuading the owners to allow me to pay off the rest of the skeleton in total. They agreed and the remaining spine, sacrum and ribs came home on the 22 January.
From the start, I sat with them quietly for a hour or two each night. It wasn’t long before I was joined by someone else. It’s a similar sense you get when you have a friend sitting close by.
I can’t remember who started the conversation. At one point I realised there was a kind of back and forth. We sat like strangers would who have nothing to lose by talking.
Long story short. I told him that the space his bones were in, was demonic space. If he felt uncomfortable in this space, I asked him to find another like himself (a ‘disincarnate’) who was comfortable with the demonic.
‘Disincarnate’ is a term I’ve borrowed from Sorceress Cagliastro, and refers to those who are no longer incarnate beings ie., living people. Meanwhile, I encouraged him to observe the rituals and interactions here before deciding.
Given there are specific demons who deal specifically with death, I was hoping to find a disincarnate (unlike a demon) willing to be in contact and have on-side. Over the following week or so this disincarnate remained present. He didn’t give off any sense of fright or drama. He was observing. Watching.
While I was in the space one night doing something else, he showed up unexpectedly. He wanted to talk. So I went with it.
He offered me a great deal of detail around who he was and what he wanted in terms of interaction. What he would bring to my life and what I could offer in return. This had a surprising effect on me. I didn’t expect this level of disclosure so soon.
I ‘shut down’ for a couple of weeks. This was immediately before the ’30 days’ project started.
And the end of February came and went and I still hadn’t put two and two together.
9 March 2017