re-fu-go (re fyoo’go), n. cork of inferior quality, used for insulating materials, etc.
[< Pg: refuge, dross] Random House
Well, it’s not always easy determining the Oracle’s meaning on a particular day. Beyond the relaxing pace of a short definition and easy to understand word, mining for a deeper more meaningful interpretation seems just so much refugo.
Spellcheck doesn’t like the word - meaning we should use it all the more. Dross is a pretty cool word. Not sure about the word refuge. Spellcheck likes it.
Survival 101
Should you ever find yourself hopelessly lost in a barren landscape with no food and facing starvation; don’t be too quick to kill and eat your dog, as they know things we do not, will find food where there is none and failing that will consume what you leave behind.
Feces is repulsive because we’re not supposed to eat it. Dogs are not hindered by that; their high functioning gut and super sensitive olfactory will root out nutrients left in the scat of its hosts. A survival skill that far outstrips our own.
Even discussing feces is repulsive, yet everything that consumes nourishment defecates. Try getting along without it. At my age a bowel movement is cause for celebration.
Rather than delving into the gritty details regarding the enormous volumes of fecal deposition occurring continuously, we’ll just say that it is everywhere. There is no escaping it. This thought alone should have a sobering effect on even the most fastidious among us.
Injecting the idea into the mind of a stalwart clean freak attempting to create a sterile world free from obtrusive sights and smells might tip them off their precipice - as we say in the unclean world “an Oh Shit Moment”.
It might seem unfair to rob away a comfortable fantasy many of us choose to hold onto, but let’s be realistic: despite the obvious assault on sensibilities, the potential for dangerous pathogens, issues of storage and disposal, the benefits far outstrip the detriments.
For something that nobody wants to talk about outside of locker room banter, there are probably more words to describe feces than just about anything else. Bet you can think of a few. Feel free to share them here.
Quirky and wholly unquantifiable updates
A spell could be defined as a contract between two or more participants. Here it refers to the power of the word. The Spell of Ai is the search for the meaning of the word as a name, and to name a thing is to make it so.
Secret pacts, sacred vows, oaths, swearing’s, invocations make up the contracts between and among those who desire a result that is privy to no others. In many instances in many cultures and throughout history violating these contracts bring along severe consequences, even supernatural consequences.
The Spell of Ai is a gift inviting you into this very secret world. Fleeting gratification is not its message. You were invited to study, carefully, until its message is clear.
The message is timeless and defined only by you. Go back and read starting from chapter 1 and begin to see some patterns, notice that the entire story revolves around a single object that defines Ai and the spell. The object is the mystery, and the mystery brings us closer to understanding. A contract so encompassing that open discussion is forbidden. The un-named filigree that binds us. The womb which protects us from peril while navigating the oceans of the supernatural.
Almost as good as Mom’s sugar cookies.
Grams' sugar cookies were quite good. As for sharing a word, Dung.
Bravo! Nature moves in cycles. Earthworms eat and defecate, moles eat and defecate, all of that feeds the soil so food can be grown. Then we eat and defecate, and the cycle continues.