Introduction to the seven scrolls of Reepicheep

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The seven roles of Reepicheep were written eons ago.Even i had forgotten about them.This is just an excerpt from the introduction spoken by Tumnus at Lantern waste.
Tumnus speaksEvery now and then I am desperately looking for a good conversation. Come around again today. A really good conversation. Certainly here in Narnia. It was therefore a great relief when I met Eva’s daughter yesterday at the Lamppost in the clearing in the big forest.I invited her to drink a cup of hot tea in my cave and to my great joy she agreed.On the way to tea, I asked her about the purpose of her journey. Where is your journey going?And why did you stand by the lamppost there? "Did you wait for someone?""No, she said, I was suddenly in that place. I don't know exactly how it happened anymore but I was playing with others in the big house. I was hiding in the closet and suddenly there was no back and I fell in the snow in the fur coats. A little further on I saw the lamppost and I walked towards it and…. and then you suddenly came to me.In the beginning she told her hesitantly but gradually, once she was busy her story rolled out all at once. I didn't blame her. It will just happen to you that suddenly you are sucked into mine from another world and you also meet a talking faun who asks you for tea and then such a handsome copy as me. Hairy legs from hip to hoof and a big beard on my chin. The horns tough on top of my handsome head.In any case, a tough and masculine face that women should fall on, I thought so.But that doesn't matter, at least she was here and that was the main thing.We finally arrived at my cave and I opened the door for her. She went inside carefully. I pointed her to the chair by the fireplace. "Feel free to take a seat", I said, "in the meantime I will make tea. Do you want tea? ”I asked as I went to the kitchen to get water. "Yes, nice," she said. A moment later we sat comfortably by the fireplace. and this time I was not alone but had someone in front of me.I finally had a real conversation. I had longed for this for so many years.Shall I pour in? I asked, taking the cups out of the cupboard and putting them on the table in front of us. Yes she likes to answer with her fresh female voice.I poured her carefully and with care and asked if she wanted lemon in it or milk. No thank you she said and crossed her legs. There she sat, her hands folded and timidly awaiting what the next step would be. I could tell from everything that she was still astonished and still busy processing her sudden transition from wherever she had come to this cold white winter landscape Narnia.The hot tea did her visibly good and gradually the conversation and the consumption of another cup she thawed more and more.We spoke about The Melody that we all heard about the birth of Narnia. The Melody that each of us can still remember somewhere deep inside. Then we talked about the "absence" of Aslan and His second coming to the country.I really believe that He will come back someday, you know. I really hope that you believe that is true. In any case, it was wonderful to get a reply during the conversation. Finally, after being alone for so many years.As if I pricked a tree with my walking stick and at the same time could feel where I was and where the tree was. It was precisely this tension that had been missing for so many years now. Who for me could be the confirmation that I was alive, that I existed, that all this was not a bad dream. It was just delicious. I was just not alone anymore and it felt incredibly good.It was as if I was on the threshold of a new beginning, a new time that had begun at the same time.Although it was still winter and just as cold outside as ever. In the meantime we had a nice time inside by the fireplace and surrendered to the comfortable warmth of the fire, the tea and the good conversation.Just seeing her smile helped enormously. How easy can it be to feel happy with a few ingredients. A warm fire, a cup of hot tea and a person opposite you with whom you can have a good conversation. To meet the other because meeting is of course communication. And communication is a form of love or vice versa.That I had someone in front of me quickly became clear to me because she started asking me questions to which I also didn't immediately have an answer.Why it was always winter in Narnia. Why I could speak. Who was that Aslan that I always talked about?I have quietly taken the time to explain it to her. I tried to tell an honest story as well as possible about the history of my country, my people and what we stand for together. Finally tired of the extensive conversation and the information I had given her, she started yawning. I think you need to have a good night sleep, don't you?I think so, she said meanwhile rubbing her eyes, I am so tired now that I can sleep a hundred years.I showed her the guest room, the bathroom, and gave her what she needed to wash herself.She thanked me for the tea and the sleeping place and closed the door.I myself took a seat behind my desk to write the impressions of this day in my diary. Today I am a happy faun.Tomorrow after breakfast I want to introduce her to my friends in the forest.Heil Aslan.

Reepicheeps diary 28th of march 2019

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I never knew
that I can be so lost
I never realized
that I can keep looking like this
and still can't find it
I never thought
that  using the wrong map
takes me further and further away
of the loves in my life
that using  the wrong map
let me take more and more
give less and less
that using  the wrong map
shows me a way
but will never lead me back
to the house where I like to live.



Hail Aslan

Reepicheeps diary-march 2019

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Reepicheep’s diary it's about time! So mind the clock and watch it carefully!

White is fading in to grey

slowly going black

ultimately no colors will be visible

because of the darkness all around us.

It made me remember those days when here in Narnia everything was white. White because of everlasting winter.

The mountains were white, the trees of the forest were white, Lantern waste was white, no single color visible. We, speaking animals, could not distinguish colors because of the snow.

So in some way we had to be enlightened by something,something, or someone bigger, larger than life.

Luckily a miracle happened, sons of adam en eve came into our world and in doing so started fulfilling the long foretold prophecy. The great Emperor would send Aslan back to conquer the white witch.

Today there is a dark force an algorithmic darkness is spreading through the internet.

It brings out the worst in people.

 Before the internet even existed, some called it a sin nowadays we call it an algorithmic badness, a programmed darkness. Aimed at generating clicks and collecting data in order to sell the collected data to the highest bidder.

It’s about the same like what the white witch did back in our white days of winter.

But the big difference with that time is that today the link is made with artificial intelligence. In a little while the quantum computer will be introduced and as soon as it can make ethical decisions we will hand over our dillemas. After all, people have an unprecedented fear of taking responsibility. Ever since the initial fall in paradise, we have been doing nothing else than pointing at the other when we are addressed, or we are hiding behind properly following prescribed protocols. Everything to get out of our responsibility.

Social media brings out the bad in people. It is fear itself that paralyzes them. In response to half-truths or downright deliberately spun lies, we react unabashedly through social media.

I am very happy that we have no such thing as social media here in Narnia. We do have our channels through which we communicate, but they are mainly in the field of barking, crying, howling, whistling and very occasionally a written announcement.

Like this written page from my diary. I will try to publish more regularly in the coming period. I understand that your world, unlike that of Narnia, is currently in great need.

Climate problems, coincidentally quite the opposite of those we have been troubled with in Narnia for centuries, so you are suffering from heat that keeps rising. Add to that the overreaction on the internet and a certain boiling point cannot be delayed.

I don't want to leave you too sad so I close this day with a good joke.

What do you call a beaver without legs?

It doesn't matter, he won't come if you call him.

Hail Aslan.

Reepicheep avoiding social media

Hi, there, still visiting this blog every now and then? Searching for additions to my diary?

Well here is another piece. Reepicheep is still avoiding social media and i will explain to you why  in a minute.

For now i just want to wish every reader, visitor of this site a very healthy and prosperous 2019. I've missed the Christmas greetings this year for i was not able to publish before the 25th of december.

Sorry for that. But the great Emperor got my busy instead in another place to help out to people in need. And i mean people who are really in need for help.

But let's get back tot  the initial point i was trying to make. Avoiding Social media.

Well after several years, since the start of the world wide web I have discovered a strange phenomenon. The internet and especially the use of social media has turned out to be a safe heaven to al of us who just want to keep on complaining,swearing,insulting,trhethening as well as comment, mostly negative, on what other people publish. We have lost control over our own nuances. We are no longer able to act patiently to what other people write and tell about themselves.

In fact the internet has become a one way mirror and it shows the darkest side of mankind to the fullest. No self-control, people just pouring out more and more . It 's in fact a constant diarreah of words and bad language. Insulting and hurting the other without any consideration whatsoever.

We have become numb for the consequences of our own words. We just don't realize what our political incorrectness is doing to others.

So if i were you and you would be me follow my advice:! Leave social media right now!!!

You'll be astonished about how many time you will have then to visit real sites, deliberately chosen by yourself. 

Just do it, leave social media, stop twittering about, leave facebook, quit tumblr and all those other digital monsters who do nothing els than collecting data about your internet behavior and selling that to others.

Stop weaving a digital beast in the internet by voluntarily give up your privacy bit by bit.

I mean we know all that no one of us will take the time tot read privacy statements in full length just because they are deliberately written much too long.

HAIL ASLAN!

REEPICHEEP's leaving Facebook!

Hi there, i never thought i would dare to but this mouse has finally left Facebook en is now facing a detoxing gap of about 14 days before facebook has completely deleted al of my interests, sites i've visited since 2009,poems i wrote or read since that same year.

Anyway i am now more than before  able to focus on the corsshaired S(o)un. I am now in a state of calmness to let my thoughts ripe before i put them on the internet.  For this moment i am securely scanning the complete download of my personal timeline i ordered and downloaded before i actually quit FB.

I have tried it before just by logging out but  just to find out that within a few days i did log in again and got hooked again. But yesterday, the 10th of april 2017 i made a radical move, downloaded my files and right after that i ordered Facebook to erase my profile.

I think i'll get a little practicing in  sword fighting again. it's been quite a while i got time for that!

After that i think i'll read a good book or have a try at a new poem. Never know what muse will come passing by. Mostly when you don't expect her! She'l be more than welcome!

Hail Aslan

Reepicheep has a bad day!

December 8th 2017.

As the first fresh snow has fallen down and the fire is burning,  i  sit behind my desk to write  about the  events of the past few days. That is , to ponder upon many things. Maybe to whisper a softly prayer.

Jerusalem, now pronounced as the undivided capital of the promised land by the global courts jester himself. It’s gonna be terrific eh, horrific believe him it will.

The decease  of an old and beloved aunt, mother of her two sons and last in line of a true friendly family. The threads with my own ancestors now definitely cut through. We are next in line ,standing eye to eye facing  death.

That my friends,  is  a true understatement regarding my dear brother who called me the other day to tell me his cancer has come back and that there is no chance for him to get well again. He now, is ‘buying extra time’  through  chemo therapy and radiation treatment. Time is precious for all of us. Dear Father of all life.  Stand guard over my sick brother and send your angels to watch over him when his illness will progress, his strength will  weaken and his flame will become smaller and smaller. Comfort him with his most precious memories he has gathered throughout his lifespan. And  let Yourself be found by him in Your mysterious way.

Soon the four of us will have to say goodbye forever to him and three of us  will stay behind on this planet and go on living without him. The quartet we always were will be incomplete for the rest of our lives and will continue to shrink as time goes by. 

In three weeks Christmas is coming, the birth of the son of man is at hand, or at least we remember his birth now almost 2018 years back. His life as a rabbi, as a preacher, as a madman, a sorcerer, a servant, son of god,  his suffering still inspires me to this day. Especially these days because it is in Him that i can keep track of my own whereabouts in time space and matter. Every step of the way . It is in keeping my eyes on Him that i still have a positive perspective about both life and death.

He is my benchmark in thinking, loving, caring, living these days. In His reflection i see myself truly as how i am. And that my dear readers is a great comfort to me. I don’t say that you all out there must do the same, no i won’t bother you with that kind of thoughts. I just want to stand witness of what peace it brings in my own thinking, my own questioning ,my own lack of trust, disbelieves. My hesitations are true and almost the same as yours. For we all have our doubts.

But what makes us human?  Having a conscious and having our own will. That’s what makes us human. We are free to choose which ever path to walk.

For me it is that small ,almost invisible path to the great emperors throne. Far away at the outskirts of Narnia. At the other end of the glass sea. 

Where the seven scrolls are neatly tugged away in the eastern wall , just behind the emperors throne. Where in the castle gardens tables are full and jars are still filled up to the brim.

Yours Truly,

Reepicheep

Reepicheeps thoughts on Trump and Kim

Reepicheeps diary.

What’s new Reepicheep? The faun gently asked.

Reepicheep turned his head around and answered.

It’s only the beginning Mister Tumnus. That what we see from North Korea and Mr Trump is long foretold by the old and wise men .

Far before your time it is written that out of the mouth of a fool pours forth foolishness.

Well you only have to watch the news carefully everyday and you will understand that the age of foolishness has arrived!

I mean, when a man comes away with such vulgair language as “Grab them by the you know what.” No words needed to underline that is it?

And as for mister Kim thinking he is a god himself we have all the ingredients of a complete disaster just because of the ego’s of these two men. Or should i say thee two testosteron bombs on legs.

Well i know there is only one remedy for it and that is to wait it out and see what happens.

In the mean time Aslan is on the move. I feel it in my whiskers and sometimes in my tail as well.

We will have to listen carefully and quietly but in the end we will see Him coming through the sky the same way he left us.

‘Till that moment i sit back and relax and enjoy my evening meals, a glass of good wine every now and then and a good conversation or a long read in newspaper!

Time will take its course no matter what Trumps and Kims will come up with.

For now i’m done with it, could use a nice cup of tea so if you please mister Tumnus  Earl grey would be fine thank you! No milk no sugar either. Only the thought of Aslan is sweetening enough for me thank you.

Hail Aslan.