Albion, Art, TOLL

A Son of the Sea…

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It is difficult not to be persuaded… That woman, branch, and music, are all… Inextricably linked… And although this entity… Is clearly to be regarded… As of, or from, an other world… It is also clear that this other world… is actually an intrinsic part of this one… These days… Such an encounter would be regarded as an alien one… With all the ramifications… And consequences… Which such ‘encounters’ inevitably attract… Or even… As just a story told to solicit attention, or worse… For entertainment purposes only… Both views serve to denigrate… And dismiss the experience… And the experienced.

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As late as the early nineteenth century… The Amerindians were declaring… That although they believed in a world beyond the material… No one who had died… Had ever returned to tell them of its dimensions… Perhaps this culture too… Had drifted away from its true purpose… If we equate the other world with a realm that exists both before… and beyond the material one… Then in ancient tales… Such as this one… We may have discovered a wealth… Or, at the very least, a store… Of information… Which we are still free… To ponder at our leisure… So, let us return to the tale…

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No sooner did Bran and his company of men embark upon the sea than they encountered… the ‘sea-god’, Manannan mac Lir… Who was riding through the waves on a chariot… He hailed Bran… And stopped to explain that for him… The sea was a green land… And that what Bran regarded as fish and other sea creatures were to him like sheep, or cattle, grazing on the grass… There were many other folk about on the sea that day, he went on, but Bran was unable to see them and was only able to see Manannan because the god was currently on his way to a tryst in Bran’s own native land.