Perched on Odin’s shoulder Muninn sits
repeating stories from the past:
from when his brother Huginn still
foresaw a future bright to pave our path.
When thought’s not longer seen as good
and recollection is our guiding star.
When Huginn has been left to die
I see an aging world in deep regret.
Why did we ever cease to think?
Today it’s word count with MZ at toads. At the same time writing something beautiful.. I’m far from sure I succeed, but just as a bit of background, I wanted to use the image of the Raven, and I got to think of Huggin and Munnin, Odin’s two ravens, one representing Memory, to learn from the past and the other thought which to me had to do with thinking and planning for something new. Maybe we need to cease to think it was better before, and see how humanity can go forth to something even better than we have today. Odin needs to listen to both his Ravens.
I did a recording despite my cold… listening is voluntary.
July 14, 2016