Posted 28 January 2004 - 07:50 AM
The point which I should first wish to understand is whether the pious or holy is beloved by the gods because it is holy, or holy because it is beloved of the gods.Sonnet XCIVBut if that flower with base infection meet,The basest weed outbraves his dignity:For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds
Posted 28 January 2004 - 01:47 PM
I'm glad your Uncle was unhurt. I've never heard of any encounters with barghasts in the US*provided that's what it was*I wonder if its like the banshee and there's a familial or clan link?
Posted 28 January 2004 - 05:14 PM
Posted 29 January 2004 - 08:46 AM
Posted 29 January 2004 - 09:13 AM
Oh boy, here comes a another story from my mission to Brazil...
Brazil has a huge breed of dog - about 4 feet at the shoulder. The Fila Brasileira is viscious and strong. You don't want to mess with them.
A large portion of my day as a missionary was to walk the streets and make contacts. I would clap in front of doors (knocking is rude!), offering free lessons about the gospel.
Anyways, in one particular city my companion and I would walk past this older house with a chain-linked fence. Inside the courtyard was a massive Fila Brasileira. This dog would go crazy even when we walked the other side of the street. Its barking and antics scared us to death, even though the fila was locked up.
Continuing with our route, we would cross a two-mile stretch of mata - wild lands with thick shrubbery and wild animals, but not wild enogh to be jungle. The trail was narrow and full of twists and turns. About an hour later we would emerge on the other side.
One particular day, we noticed the dog wasn't in the courtyard. We thanked heaven for avoiding a heart attack that the barking induced. As we walked, we saw the fila on the street. It was barking or anything. It walked to within a few feet of us then stopped. I thought it was trying to be friendly so I put out my hand to pet it. The dog snapped its jaws (thankfully missing my fingers!), but didn't attack.
Scared, my companion and I slowly walked to our first teaching appointment. The dog followed us and waited outside the house. Afterward, the dog followed us onto the trail into the mata. About half way in, the dog started barking and snarling. Two men jumped out of the bushes, running for their lives. "Our" fila, however, didn't give chase.
When the barking suddenly stopped, we looked back at the dog - only he wasn't there!
From the next day on, the fila was always in the courtyard, but never barked at us again.
I didn't lose my mind - I have it backed up on a disk ... somewhere
Posted 29 January 2004 - 09:18 AM
Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above
Posted 29 January 2004 - 09:24 AM
Posted 29 January 2004 - 01:20 PM
hey whispers... yeah, the ravenmockers are gruesome gets aren't they? heh heh...
birds of many kinds do indeed play a large part in the pantheon of native american myth. ravens, crows, owls, and eagles in particular figure prominently.
Posted 29 January 2004 - 06:24 PM
real star of LOTR*c'mon, he was cute in a sneaky and back-stabbing kind of way*
Getting further off the subject, birds seem to hold significance in a lot of cultures, the Egyptians revered hawks and falcons, kinda makes you wonder if there's not a single base myth and everything else is kind of a splinter
Posted 29 January 2004 - 06:48 PM
Padfoot, Yorkshire uk
Bogey Beast, Lancashire
I lived in the uk most of my life,but resently moved to canada.
anyhow, i had to drive everyday threw a village called Copplestone.
There had been stories of the black dog there in copplestone so i did a bit of digging myself.
At Copplestone,Store i was was told by several local people that the Black Dog had often been seen near the Cross, actually a squared granite pillar some fourteen feet high, inscribed with Celtic symbols and known to date from before the sixth century.
It is in the centre of a junction where three roads meet.
From Copplestone the road is accompanied by an ancient lane which runs into the cross-roads at the hill-top village of Down St Mary, where there is an ancient Saxon church.
Their was also another story.i'll put on the next post.
Posted 29 January 2004 - 06:52 PM
One of the legends is that a local man who was regularly haunted by a black dog got so fed up with the ghost that he chased it with a pole into the roof of his house.
The dog escaped but his pole disturbed a pile of coins that fell out of the roof.
The man used the coins to build the inn, calling it the Black Dog after the ghost.
The dog is said to look quite normal in the distance, but as it gets nearer to you it becomes enormous, enveloping you and suddenly disappearing. It is said that some local people will not venture down this lane at night.
here is another picture of the Inn.
Black Dog Inn Uplyme, Dorset, England
Posted 30 January 2004 - 03:51 AM
I t might be.
Spirit...could you go into a bit more detail, please? The marsh hound sounds a bit like the will'o wisps
Posted 30 January 2004 - 10:49 AM
Thankee, young Sir and Copplestone sounds like a fascinating
place, Pookah I've heard of but was always kind of unclear on the legend...whether they were a clan cursed by Danu for breaking an oath or unseelie fae???
Posted 30 January 2004 - 12:34 PM
I wanna go to England soooooo bad! I could spend a good afternoon in the Black Dog Inn.
Never got any feelings about dogs. Just one little dog my best friend had when we were growing up in Los Alamos. It was a mean spirited (pun!) little dog. Hated that dog. Normally love dogs. But hated that dog!
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