"The Moldau” by Smetana. The Flight of the Dragon, Garador.
"The Moldau” by Smetana. The Flight of the Dragon, Garador.
After I had moved into Donna's house with her - and because I was always
so security conscious, Donna used to share my joke with various of her
friends:
"The lights are off - but SOMEBODY is at home", - said in a conspiratorial
whisper.
Which gave rise to her later observation: “My House is Protected by A
Dragon”.
A sentence that went unattributed in this article: https://www.academia.edu/40965103/_My_house_is_protected_by_a_Dragon_White_South_Africans_magic_and_sacred_spaces_in_post_apartheid_Cape_Town
Where Donna is mentioned on P22 as: "The most visible figure in Cape Town
pagan circles was arch priestess Donna ‘Darkwolf’ Vos. . . a figure much
loved, envied and feared, and seemed to represent the eye of the storm,
around whose character and actions, personal and political passions run
amok."
(Given that the writer of the article, who actually interviewed Donna,
is Finnish - and the article ma not have been iddiomatically traslated).
I mention this because - with Donna's impending Exit, we had sort of discussed
that with no "house to protect" - what would the Dragon do now?
Well,
Printed out and attached to Donna Darkwolf’s last love letter to me:
My previous letter of support to her. . .
From: Franco [mailto:morenofranco.design@gmail.com]design@franco
Sent: 04 July 2017 10:34 PM
To: ‘Donna’ [darkwolf@netactiveco.za]
Subject: The Dragon must fly again
And I could easily fall from grace
Then another would take my place
For the chance to behold your face
As the days of my life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
At the call of the wind's command
Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines,
that lead me to you
All that I ask you
Is, show me how to follow you and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach you if I can't find my own way
Let me see the light, let me be the light
And so, with no warning, no last goodbye
In the dawn of the morning sky
The Dragon must fly
again
Source: musixmatch.com
Writer: Alan Parsons Project
YOU bought this Dragon. Donna Mia. Now you must ride it.
Fly me away, my pretty Witch
I'll take you to places you've never been
In a heart-beat. Your Dragon. Here. To serve his mistress. Without fail.
My Love to You – Mia Arch-Priestess Donna Darkwolf
You are my Song
I am just The Condottore -
The Conductor
You Fly, Captain
I am your Flight Lieutenant
Get us outta here in One Piece - Donna Strega... FLY!!!
“Roma Victor!”
Donna wrote across my letter:
"Below the level of tears, we transform pain into wings that will fly
for so many years, beyond the generations and into horizons yet unseen,
for these words become part of our DNA, of the inheritance of Souls.
No matter where you fly, my franco - I will always fly with you
VOLARE!!! Your love has given me wings!
XXXXXXX"
NEXT > The History of My Life
Because I am born in 1952 - the Year of The Dragon.
Donna's Last Birthday Gift to me - From Eternity - A shiny purple Dragon.
He is named 'Garador', by Donna.
After her funerary Mermaid, our anniversary Mermaid and my Christmas Snail.
Garador's eye is a "Natural Certified" Yellow Sapphire (Pukhraj). Got to
hand it to my Shiny Wife to have a Yellow Sapphire stone set into this
sculpture.
The Yellow Sapphire representing divine grace and power, it is believed
to be the gemstone of auspicious wealth, knowledge and loving relationships,
providing the wearer with general well bring and spiritual knowledge.
By attracting wealth and financial abundance into one's life, it has the
ability to manifest one's creative energy into form, through action.
