03-20-2025, 06:28 AM
I have written of the fairies and memory work in the ATS fairy thread fairly extensively, so I will recap here.
The link between animal domestication and the 'little blue lights' (fairies) is an interesting one, and for me at least, illustrates the relationship between the fairies and humankind. How I found out about this was through the method of envelopment with in the fairy womb, where one "remembers" the memory of the fairy for oneself. The transfer of knowledge from fairy to human. As I mentioned earlier, the experience is similar to going on a date to the cinema with a girl, except the interior of her womb is the screen.
I will also add that one feels utterly alone when this happens. Coincidentally, there are people from 'Forgotten Languages' who are very interested in these events. In particular, the event of finding oneself alone in the rice field. I have been to the grasslands - I would not know if the grass was rice. I have never seen rice growing before, so how would I. 'Forgotten Languages' is one very deep rabbit hole and worthy of a thread of it's own. There is a thread already on ATS - The Language Of Vampyr is what it is called.
The 'rice fields' of Forgotten Languages is an example of the transfer of knowledge in the fairy way, at least it was for me, I cannot speak for others.
So let's get back on subject with the domestication of the animals. It was within a transfer of knowledge that I have come to understand that the fairies are behind that.
It was a memory of a 'little blue light', which I have pasted below. But first a word about 'memory transfer'. While one remembers the events as one's own, as one who experienced what happened. It is too easy to fall into the trap of thinking those memories are actually one's own. My own self-discipline in these cases is to keep in mind that I am a human, born in such and such a time at a certain location. So, as in the example below, it was not me who was there in seventeenth century England. I think it is important to keep a down to earth perspective on these things.
The story of Margaret and the little blue fairy is harrowing to recall.
A young girl and her little blue fairy
The little blue fairy crossed a meadow and spied a young girl sitting there.
A curious thing for him to see, human children were rarely seen.
He wanted to see what she was doing.
To his surprise, she picked him up within cupped hands.
Looking into her eyes, he saw the girl behind the eyes.
He saw her kindness, her loneliness, her innocence.
She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
The little blue fairy fell in love with the girl behind the eyes.
The little blue fairy was her only friend, and a secret from her family.
A compact was made between the two friends.
He disappeared between her legs, and made his home within her womb.
What better place to hide a fairy? Now she could take him home.
For a small family living alone in the woods, life was very hard, food was scarce.
With the arrival of a maiden's first flush, the fairy made a choice.
He would help the family around the house.
This was his secret, the girl never really knew where he was when he disappeared.
For a fairy to be bathed in a maiden's flush, turns the fairy into something more.
He taught himself to enter within the creatures of the forest.
A wild pole cat was his final choice, and he became her familiar.
To help his friend he ventured into the rabbit burrows, chasing them into her waiting arms.
Food was scarce, he was welcome in the home.
Every night he slept with her and licked and nibbled away at her sores.
Before the maiden turned into a woman, her parents died of their affliction.
Alone within the forest, they lived for a time.
Her sores had disappeared, the reason for their isolation.
A decision was made, they returned to her village.
Her eyes full of innocence at the thought of her return,
she was unprepared for what happened next.
Her disease was gone, a wild pole cat for a friend.
The village decided what had happened.
Her friend was taken, she was forced to watch, an iron rod driven through his heart.
The little blue fairy fled the dead pole cat, returning to his former home.
They turned upon her, hammering nails into her flesh.
Knowing nothing could be done to save his love,
he simply stayed with her, until she died.
Margaret probably lived in the 1700s there about. The name Margaret was in use then in England. Leprosy, if that was Margaret's affliction, does have records of that time and place, and the references to the domestication of wild pole cats (ferrets) points to about this time and place. The use of iron to ward off the fairy was common knowledge.
It was Margaret's misfortune to live in a time when the church held sway over the population.
The link between animal domestication and the 'little blue lights' (fairies) is an interesting one, and for me at least, illustrates the relationship between the fairies and humankind. How I found out about this was through the method of envelopment with in the fairy womb, where one "remembers" the memory of the fairy for oneself. The transfer of knowledge from fairy to human. As I mentioned earlier, the experience is similar to going on a date to the cinema with a girl, except the interior of her womb is the screen.
I will also add that one feels utterly alone when this happens. Coincidentally, there are people from 'Forgotten Languages' who are very interested in these events. In particular, the event of finding oneself alone in the rice field. I have been to the grasslands - I would not know if the grass was rice. I have never seen rice growing before, so how would I. 'Forgotten Languages' is one very deep rabbit hole and worthy of a thread of it's own. There is a thread already on ATS - The Language Of Vampyr is what it is called.
The 'rice fields' of Forgotten Languages is an example of the transfer of knowledge in the fairy way, at least it was for me, I cannot speak for others.
So let's get back on subject with the domestication of the animals. It was within a transfer of knowledge that I have come to understand that the fairies are behind that.
It was a memory of a 'little blue light', which I have pasted below. But first a word about 'memory transfer'. While one remembers the events as one's own, as one who experienced what happened. It is too easy to fall into the trap of thinking those memories are actually one's own. My own self-discipline in these cases is to keep in mind that I am a human, born in such and such a time at a certain location. So, as in the example below, it was not me who was there in seventeenth century England. I think it is important to keep a down to earth perspective on these things.
The story of Margaret and the little blue fairy is harrowing to recall.
A young girl and her little blue fairy
The little blue fairy crossed a meadow and spied a young girl sitting there.
A curious thing for him to see, human children were rarely seen.
He wanted to see what she was doing.
To his surprise, she picked him up within cupped hands.
Looking into her eyes, he saw the girl behind the eyes.
He saw her kindness, her loneliness, her innocence.
She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
The little blue fairy fell in love with the girl behind the eyes.
The little blue fairy was her only friend, and a secret from her family.
A compact was made between the two friends.
He disappeared between her legs, and made his home within her womb.
What better place to hide a fairy? Now she could take him home.
For a small family living alone in the woods, life was very hard, food was scarce.
With the arrival of a maiden's first flush, the fairy made a choice.
He would help the family around the house.
This was his secret, the girl never really knew where he was when he disappeared.
For a fairy to be bathed in a maiden's flush, turns the fairy into something more.
He taught himself to enter within the creatures of the forest.
A wild pole cat was his final choice, and he became her familiar.
To help his friend he ventured into the rabbit burrows, chasing them into her waiting arms.
Food was scarce, he was welcome in the home.
Every night he slept with her and licked and nibbled away at her sores.
Before the maiden turned into a woman, her parents died of their affliction.
Alone within the forest, they lived for a time.
Her sores had disappeared, the reason for their isolation.
A decision was made, they returned to her village.
Her eyes full of innocence at the thought of her return,
she was unprepared for what happened next.
Her disease was gone, a wild pole cat for a friend.
The village decided what had happened.
Her friend was taken, she was forced to watch, an iron rod driven through his heart.
The little blue fairy fled the dead pole cat, returning to his former home.
They turned upon her, hammering nails into her flesh.
Knowing nothing could be done to save his love,
he simply stayed with her, until she died.
Margaret probably lived in the 1700s there about. The name Margaret was in use then in England. Leprosy, if that was Margaret's affliction, does have records of that time and place, and the references to the domestication of wild pole cats (ferrets) points to about this time and place. The use of iron to ward off the fairy was common knowledge.
It was Margaret's misfortune to live in a time when the church held sway over the population.