chasing deaths head moths
through night gardens no more
and trying to catch falling stars
ribbon cuts hands and so
i wrap myself in nadir's velvet
and slip away from shore
casting runes — 01feb26
uruz cold drizzle falls
on stiff unyielding backs;
we endure as they
break their brittle metal
on our hardened resolveA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is uruz. The rune is named after the now-extinct aurochs, a wild ox and has become associated with standing up to challenges, having both confidence and courage, stubborn tenacity, and boundless strength and health. Uruz is alternately associated with the more raw elements which include rain, primordial potential, and the slag/dross cast away during the making of iron.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
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casting runes — 01feb26
windshouting
broketooth me at
fore of the storm
windshouting with
flint scrapeskinned
fingers instead of words
shrieking hoar at
devils in suits
eyetaken & ragblind
stained of empty to hollow
unsure if any can hear
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Masochism world
Photo by Maxim Hopman on Unsplash There was a guy one of my tattooist used to regularly tattoo. It turned out his client was not getting inked, but just getting tattoos for the sensation they gave him.
“Is he just a masochist,” I asked, having immediately decided it must be true.
“Not really,” said the Brain, as his typo’d business card proclaimed. “He doesn’t much care for pain. I think he is actively trying to avoid pain.”
“Explain,” I asked, befuddled, wincing as he hit the nerve bundle near my armpit. “Do you not use needles either?”
The Brain frowned. “Of course I use needles. He’s getting a tattoo.” He held my bicep firm to prevent me from flinching and messing up his linework.
“So… why no ink?” I said, taking a drag on my cigarette, for this was back when you could smoke while getting a tattoo.
“He doesn’t want it to stick around more than scar tissue.”
“So… Why get one at all if he doesn’t like ink?”
“He says it makes his pain go away” said the Brain.
“Riiiight,” was my incredulous response. “Oh-kay.”
The Brain shrugged. “His business, I just follow his direction.”
Welcome to masochism world, I thought to myself. Definitely a masochist.
It is years later, arthritis and old injuries later. The Brain’s client was right. Pain washes the pain away.
It’s too expensive and no one will agree to doing tattoos without ink anymore, however. They just nod and you can see it in their eyes: Welcome to masochism world.
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casting runes — 31jan26
ingwaz there are times
all life is as dream
with every line
blurred between
when all i want to do
is sleepA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is ingwaz, a rune named after the god Ing or Freyr. It is representative of a channeled energy or transformational process. It is also be seen as the male component of life, and therefore a symbol of sexual passions and the contributed “seed” of life (and, therefore, an aspect of one’s ancestral ørlǫg, or fate/destiny). Some interpretations conceive the rune as a symbol of darkness, solitude or dreaming.
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casting runes — 31jan26
jigsaw daze
my madness song at
yellow paper tigers
stretching from walls
i arm claw trying
to find a way out
all the while
grinding glass teeth
& chewing at tinsel
i have earned my way
to straw dog state &
mantic ghosts of that
neverpast & nevermore, sing:
shake shake shake dog shake
an ugly break at mirrors
in these jigsaw daze
no one could know
there would be
so much
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casting runes — 30jan26
pertho what does this
stormwashed beach offer?
let us toss bones, rattle teeth,
carve our skin &
slip with the undertow;
what treasures we may find...A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is pertho, which has a disputed meaning and there is some indication that any proposed meanings might be based on a corrupted interpretation. The general consensus is that there is likely some relationship to ørlǫg (fate/destiny), luck/gambling or perhaps hidden knowledge.
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casting runes — 30jan26
Half-penny thoughts — 30jan26
An interesting word came my way recently (I “collect” interesting words) and, while I understood the concept outside of the actual word, I didn’t know what it was called.
That word is “aphantasia”, a condition in which a person cannot visualize mental images, and it impacts up to an estimated 5% of the population. When you say “tree” they cannot conjure up a mental image of a tree when they close their eyes.
There is actually a spectrum of how well people can mentally visualize things:
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Half-penny thoughts — 30jan26
