Times of Change Are Rare Times Indeed

When the Hero is awoken, his/her slumber acts as a cloak thrown ground wards in a specific act of action.

Action is the imperative of every one of us as Hero. Without it we are mere rotting piles of dreams. Dreams already dead from inert and putrefying nothingness. The stench of inaction can never be eradicated by perfumes and unctions created to cover up. It becomes a pervasive odor we carry with us everywhere.

Have you ever noticed the smell of those that tramp the streets and byways? The odor they give off has nothing to do with whether they wash or not, though that has its own malodorous part. No, this is an odor akin to old wood, to rotting bark.

In my home town of Glastonbury, in the leafy shires of Somerset in the UK, it can be sniffed out quite openly. On buses, trains and other public places, there seems almost a celebration of this odor.

However it is nothing to celebrate. It is the stench of inaction, of an intransigence to move forward, change circumstances and life patterns to something akin to evolution on a personal and collective level.

Do I sound harsh?

I hope so. As it is this endemic slovenly and downright lazy attitude people have towards themselves and their worth that feeds a sense of nihilism, reliance on others to support them and a loss of human dignity that ought really to be a shining star, not only in their personal firmament but to enlighten all those they meet in the celestial grounds of Life.

It is neither my place, nor right, to shove them out of their stenchy comfort zones, however since their malodorous presence does impact me as I stand in line at the store or bus stop, train station etc, I raise the flag of awareness and encourage them each and every one to search their souls for purpose and take the challenge of that hero who like each of us, is capable of changing the world - one by one......

Then times of change will multiply and manifest as a sweet smelling rose of beauty, sharing her intoxicated perfume with all.....

The Hero will rub slumber from its eyes and march out on quest.......