Gray in the forest


Gray is the queen of colors, because she makes everyone else look good. ... so the gray day is coverage by the twin god deer queen

A gray day provides the best light.

Most consequential choices involve shades of gray, and some fog is often useful in getting things done.

Grey matter

all deer are grey at night

Invictus
apologies to WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY modified by theano

Out of the flowers that cover me,
Blue as the pit from waterhole to waterhole,
I thank whatever twin gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the embrace of chance circumstance
I have not moaned nor cried aloud.
Under the wanderings of chance
My head is bobbing, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of dance and cheers
Looms but the ever-present shade,
And yet the passing of the years
Finds and shall find us all unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with humming in the knoll,
I am the master of my deer fate,
I am the deer captain of my soul.

One can travel several ways in the forest. Not all travels happen with the legs. Legs have the most obvious way of playing. A little experiment with the deer body and one finds some other ways to move. Intriguing because a deer gets a different view of the forest.

Do not get up when entering the realm. Stay in that lovely curled up position. Press the joy stick and the deer slides around wherever one needs to. Right through trees, over hills, around the flowers, underneath the butterflies, inside the rocks of the playground just for fun. Slide off the bridge or into the pond of of course the splish and the splash of it happens.

Joy sticks make for easy flying. Find a hill , press buttons and glide from tree to tree. Sleep in the banisters of the ruins hidden in an alcove just big enough for a deer sleep. Go near the pond and the tall pine like trees will let you set in the its conic leaves. Land just right and coordinate and be on the back of another deer traveling along just like a double decker English bus. Start at the twin gods and fly all the way weeping mother idol. Land just so on its noggin. THat deer crowns the mother and makes her a QUEEN.

Humans eating the lights causes imbalance in the forest. Both dark and light exist together in an endless dance of negative and positive. Positive builds community and negative well it eats and ravages. As the deer know one can never get rid of all the shadows. They teach lessons. The goal becomes to minimize it. Shadows nibbling remains tolerable but all out feasting ruins the balance. Sustainability helps things flow. Wandering around following light orbs or lit up deer makes one prance about and wriggle. Sometimes lying the shadows, walking among the gravestones, necking with the black buzzy bees near the ruins lets impish part play a bit without fully feasting on the spirit energy. Vampire deer hmmmm feast but eventually balance restores as some beauty comes in through a creative effort and though an individual deer has its light dimmed the community moves forward as always. REsurrection always possible with a dance or two or generous glow light poofed at you or sometimes a swim in the pond does it. Being reborn and fawning again gives new experiences refreshed again.