Tag Archives: Oracles

CLOSED – Last Call for Oracle

The second slot has been filled.  Thank you to all who submitted their interest.


The second slot for oracle for the first of only two ritual session during the Hyperborean season is still available.  If you would like to receive oracle from Apollon, now is the time to fill out the Contact Form, beginning your comment with “Hyperborean Oracle”.

Do not send your actual inquiry in the comment.  If you are chosen, I will ask for your inquiry when I inform you of your status, via email.  All entries will go through the process of choosing, by Apollon.

Please follow the above instructions if you wish to be considered for the ritual.  Donations for my time and energy are appreciated, as this is an exhausting service to my religious community.  Thank you.

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Hyperborean Oracle

Both slots have been filled for the first ritual session of the season.  Thank you.


Apollon and I have come to an agreement. He has allowed me to drastically reduce the number of available (though I never did nearly that many, since I didn’t get much traffic to my services page) oracular possessions for the year, from 12/13 to only 2 during the Hyperborean season, in exchange for me properly advertising my services in His honor.

So, starting this season, I will be available for oracle on the ninth days of Treasury Months Telchinion and Prostaterias, only.  Two people chosen by Apollon will receive oracle.

Another announcement will be made during the week before the ritual.  Please use this Contact Form, and begin your comment with “Hyperborean Oracle”, and you will be added to the list for the next upcoming ritual for the Hyperborean season.

Do not send your actual inquiry in the comment.  If you are chosen, I will ask for your inquiry when I inform you of your status, via email.  All entries will go through the process of choosing by Apollon, regardless of if they are the only entry received.

I will not receive oracle request at any time other than the Hyperborean season, for the two ritual sessions in question.  Also, I am fully aware that the historical Oracle of Delphi was closed to querents during the Hyperborean season, but my services are not based upon the Delphic Oracle, or any historic Oracular site.  I am not an ancient Greek, and I form my practices at the direct instruction of Apollon Loxias.

Please follow the above instructions if you wish to be considered for the ritual.  Donations for my time and energy are appreciated, as this is an exhausting service to my religious community.  Thank you.

The First Step Is Knowing…

“Knowing thyself is only the first step.  Only the beginning of the path to Mastery.  Yes, you must know thyself, but you must also know what you are not. You must know what not to feed your soul, what not to emulate, what not to become.  And then you must become your best self possible.  At times, this will mean peeling away parts unnecessary.  At others, it will mean taking in what is needed.  Change teaches us who we really are.  This is as true for Me as it is for all of you.  As we are tossed upon the Sea of Fate, our innermost self keeps us afloat.

“Man [as in mankind], you are not the only creatures to endure evolution.  We must also become more than We are, to fulfill Ourselves and to fulfill the needs of All to which We are bound.  Remember this when your lives are wound in the maelstrom.  We have been here before you.  We have come to know Ourselves, even as We grow and change.  We can assist you, and you can be as We are.  Take the first step.  Grasp the hands of Those who would guide you, Those who would share this, and a million other familiar hardships.”

— Apollon, June 29, 2016

Perseverance…

“This is not the end.  Each breath is a new beginning.  Life continues even after the fall.  What is unknown is not the wall which stands between you and the next leg of the journey, but instead is the creeping ivy that you must climb to traverse the wall.  You are not yet strong enough to dismantle or destroy the wall, yet you may move forward from it.  Choose to.  Choose life.  Choose the unknown, for it is better for you now than what is known.

“To escape the prison of thought and action which compels you, you must be willing to experience the newness calling now.  You are worth the time. You are worth the expense. You are worth the pain of lancing the wound. Fear not the pain, for you are worthy, and when you stand on the other side of the wall, you will only laugh at the superficial scratches and bruises that were acquired in the climb.  Choose the climb.  Choose life.  Choose yourself, for no one else can make your choices for you.”  — Apollon

Gravity

Lost again
Broken and weary
Unable to find my way
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to
Just let this go

I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live

I fell again
Like a baby unable to stand on my own
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to just let this go
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live, I choose to live

Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
Help me survive the bottom

Calm these hands before they
Snare another pill and
Drive another nail down another
Needy hole please release me

I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live

Anticipation and Restlessness…

…A Message From Apollon, to a Particular Person…

“Life is transient.  Time, for you, is finite.  You wonder where it all leads?  Why not to enjoyment?  Is that not a worthy enough goal in the life of one so torn between the Worlds?  There will be enough Work after your passing. Now, live.  Just live.  You worry, and live so little.  It is known that restlessness seeps from your bones into the soil.  You worry the Land with your anticipation.  Just live with the Land, and when your life ends, the Land will embrace your eager longing.”  — Apollon

Little Cream Soda

One, two, three, four!

Well every highway that I go down
Seems to be longer than the last one that I knew about
Oh well

And every girl that I walk around
Seems to be more of an illusion than the last one I found
Oh well

And this old man in front of me wearing canes and ruby rings
And it’s like a dang explosion when he sings

And with every chance to set himself on fire,
He just ends up doin’ the same thing

Well, each beautiful thing I come across
Tells me to stop moving and shake this riddle off
Oh well

And there was a time when all I wanted
Was my ice cream colder and a little cream soda
Oh well, oh well

And a wooden box and an alley full of rocks
Was all I had to care about
Oh well, oh well, oh well

Now my mind is filled with rubber tires and forest fires
And whether I’m a liar
And lots of other situations
Where I don’t know what to do
At which time God screams to me
There’s nothing left for me to tell you
Nothing left for me to tell you
Nothing left
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well