#otherkin.net migration

One day as I lay all stretched out on the floor
I knew that I could deny myself no more
So I watched the wall's texture take form of a door
Shining brightly as I walked through
Sparkling purple, glittering blue
A traveller there holding strangely his face
He seemed to know why I had come to that place
So I nodded to him and we kept the same pace
Through a fog of old memory
Seemed closer to myself than me
We walked through singing hills, joyful as we went
'Till we met a girl living lone in a tent
In her isolation her soul had been bent
Her intention was to be free
Yet she had lost her liberty
Somehow in our minds we made ourselves go on
Yet she kept appearing far after we'd gone
A realisation upon us then dawned
We could somehow help her open
Her mind which had long been broken
We showed her the sights she'd forgotten to see
The petals of flowers, the leaves of a tree
Soon she was ecstatically alive and free
By life in all its forms entranced
The three of us together danced
With a wave of our hand we let loose the stars
Forgot who we were for we'd travelled so far
Lay down to the knowledge that we were not ours
Thus entwined our journey ended
With not one but three minds mended

We are the rogues of the Green,
We are the knaves of the Veil.
Where we tread, seas weep.
Where we live, trees whisper.
Where we chant, air sings.
Where we dance, fires flare.
We walk between.
We are the twilight,
We are the dawn!
We spirit the old,
We dance the new.
Morning dew drops cling
At Midsummer's return.
What we curse
Is three times blighted.
What we embrace
Is triple blessed.
Where we are,
Water like wine.
We are born today,
We are gone tomorrow
We never go, we never stay.
We are the Outcasts,
We are the Neither.
We are with you now!

if one would know Faerie,
seek solitude...
silently and alone, walk many times
in sun, in wind, in storm, or thick mist,
through woods, on hills, over rocks,
into the wild places of this world...
watch from among them the course
of the sun and the moon,
from east to west, sunrise to sunset,
from new moon to full moon,
in silent solitude...
even by day,
There
is a deeper silence
full of profound meaning...
the natural beauty without
awakens the divine beauty within...
There
is a mystic stillness
broken only by the ceaseless
beating of the sea waves,
flowing of rivers and brooks,
singing of trees,
voices of the Ancestors...
in solitude...
There
is a more divine music
than any earthly tune...
the song of creation,
we are in the song
and the song is in us...
of Land, and Sea, and Sky,...
of gentle mountains flowing
into fertile valleys of land waves
into well-tilled plains...
in solitude
There
are the mystic breezes
from the OtherWorld
flowing into the Here and Now,
blending with this world...
hazy are the boundaries,
filmy are the veils,
in solitude...
be alone but never lonely,
an overlapping consciousness
of an invisible OtherWorld
mingles with this world daily...
deep down inside,...
There
the sacred fires still burn on hilltops,
the sacred groves still grow
immortal in the Green...
our Ancestors walk among us
in nature... innate...
in solitude...
...if one would know Faerie.

It is the sign
of the more than human:

The many words that I have danced across these pages
I realize dwell mainly on myself
In my defense as I go tumbling through the ages
Into no other soul may I so delve
So once more inward bound I now invite you
To the ticks and tocks that make me as I am
The words you read may frighten or delight you
But you'll have a better view of where I stand

My eyes are clouded by a world untrue.
My mind is weakened by the things I do.
Every move I make is a shadow in the light.
This world has my thoughts of reality held tight.
I cannot see it, though I know it is there.
And when I reach out to touch it, all is bare.
This world that I look for holds my fate.
And now that I am stuck, it is too late.
I can only smile and remember,
A time when truth and I were together.
I hope someday that we will meet again.
And the true destiny of the world begin.
Though many will question what I say here,
You must understand and do not fear.
For you too are one like I,
And you shall never understand why.
Not unless you take a risk, and let all go.
Then all shall seep in and knowledge shall grow.
For until this time, all knowledge based on lies.
And still it is, I dont understand why.
So you must take charge and believe my word.
And let the voices to the speakers of truth be heard.

Shimmering golden dappled greens
light falling leaves shifting
eyes watching forest far away
birds windchimes churchbells
ears hearing closely listening
sweet spirits love beauty hope
singing trees walk through shade
bring the Dryads and the Naiads
and Satyrs dance in sunbeams
swirl and be real embodied
light footsteps approaching
large eyes keen bright deep
see the forest Faeries
wood green warm moist patchouli
body of tree strong, light
water fresh bluewhite silver cold bursting
life giving life sustaining life's blood.
earth dark cool Mother Lady musky flowers
womb of nature, lover of the Heavens.
sky star shiver darkness blue
beauty indefinable lover of the Earth.
air bright birdsong yellow and gold ethereal
transparent movement, breath of continents.
fire burner destroyer red gold orange
renewer cleanser bringer of warmth.
spirit all life all mind
all that screams and knows anything.
stone solid unchanger, silicon thinker,
deep synapses of Lady Gaia.
mental sharp cutter, Elf bane, bitter taste
knife and sword, ploughshare and hoe.
all elements celebrated
Faerie dance moonlight now
cooler water flowing laughs joy
Fae on the nightwings
travel astral dragonpaths and leylines
Faeries of the Wood
know feel live believe.

We Awaken!
We are Spirit Free!
We soar high up into the clouds!
We ride fierce gales into the starry vault!
We thunder beyond the heavens upon our flaming chariots!
We break up the fountains of the Deeps!
We reverberate into Infinity!
We electrify creation!
We are Spirit Free!
We Awaken!

Born of the twilight
Children of the coming night
and the dawning sun.
Flower and blood and bone
spirit essence, dawn's flight...
Blooming of the sacred seed...
Workers of the secret magics
the dark side of the moon,
clouds over the stars,
the first laughter of a child,
the quiet stir of the last breath.
I call thee all to me,
to bloom, to nourish,
to calm, to strengthen
to Protect.
Seeds of my soul,
watered by tears of joy and pain,
grow on love and sorrow.

The profundity of the isolation
When the world ever changes as the tides of the seasons go by
Watching in saddness as all of life turns to dust and your face untouched
ever seeing all you love whither and die.....
an eternity for us the first of the children
Will we be the last ?
To have seen a world born anew only to see it end
Knowing all that you have done and all that you have seen
is gone before you never again.
So blessed is imortality and damned are our kind.....
To see the birth of our worlds and the death of our dreams.....
Left silent in sorrow on the baren landscape of eternity.
The profundity of the isolation
When the world ever changes as the tides of the seasons go by
Watching in saddness as all of life turns to dust and your face untouched
ever seeing all you love whither and die.....
an eternity for us the first of the children
Will we be the last ?
To have seen a world born anew only to see it end
Knowing all that you have done and all that you have seen
is gone before you never again.
So blessed is imortality and damned are our kind.....
To see the birth of our worlds and the death of our dreams.....
Left silent in sorrow on the baren landscape of eternity.

I am reaching out to you
Through the walls of my body
But my arms are not my heart
In the end you must find me
In the centre of my soul
Rests a fiercely glowing light
Through the blackness of my mind
Casts a glimpse of burning white
Round that star hang walls of glass
Colours through a prism swirled
Only shadows of that light
Live to reach the outside world
And the one who made that star
Is an elf of ancient lands
In my mind her essence dwells
In the lines upon my hands
I must meet another elf
In the light of the same star
Then I would not be alone
Come to me, if elf you are
So if you know how it feels
Reaching for the starlit sky
At the same time pulling back
No one hears your wordless cry
If your soul lies in that light
Form a land forgot by man
From the depths of ancient woods
Find me waiting if you can

There is no solace on Earth for us, for such as we
Who seek a hidden city we may never come to see
Only the moon, the stars, the wind and the rain
The watch-fires under the universe, then the open road again

Where have all the faeries gone?
This I cannot say
But the woods are empty now
Where once they used to play
When I walk among the trees
I listen for their song
But the glades are silent now
Where have they all gone?

we are the eyes shining bright
we are the howling in the night
we are the blood burning with desire
we dance leaping round the fire
we are the secret inside the hood
we are the laughter in the darkling wood
we are the rustling in the limbs
we are the noises on the wind
we are the shadows behind the stones
we are the feeling deep in your bones
we are the faces in the bark
we are the lights winding through the dark
we are the music you can't resist
we are the proof that we exist
we are the cats playing their games
we are the owls calling your name
we spin madly to our drums
through the forest we now run
we are the teeth that never blunt
we are the Wyld Hunt.

This brief tale has been requested numerous times. So here it is for your amusement.

This list is something inspired by skippyslist.com, and applied to Otherkin. This was something Erelin and Fionn worked on during the Hollow Hills gather. The first one involving dragons and tennis balls had our resident dragon floored. Literally.

1. No longer allowed to take human recruits on the Wyld Hunt.
2. No longer allowed to take any recruits on the Wyld Hunt.
3. Not allowed to call the Wyld Hunt on recruits.
4. Or superior officers.
5. No longer allowed to draft people from neighbouring nations.
6. No longer allowed to draft recruits from neighbouring dimensions.
7. No longer allowed to put the dragon barracks near ammo dumps.
8. or fuel dumps.
9. Not allowed to put spiked pit traps in the mess hall.
10. The rank insignia tells how high up the chain of command a sidhe officer is, not the length of the stick up his/her ass.
11. Not allowed to look at medical records for the length or existence of said stick.
12. Not allowed to bring pepper to the dragons.
13. No longer allowed to order therianthropes to remove their coats.
14. I should not throw tennis balls at the dragons and yell "Charizard, I choose you!"
15. Throwing a tennis ball and saying "Charizard, I choose you!" is not how you call in a dragon air strike.
16. Not allowed to alter rations to have Mountain Dew with grapefruit juice.
17. Not allowed to convince the dragon recruits to hoard shell casings.
18. Not allowed to bend space-time during live-fire exercises.
19. Not allowed to film the therianthropes in the shower, during medical exams, or in the conjugal rooms, and sell the tapes as furry porn.
20. Not allowed to leave recruits out in the woods.
21. No longer allowed to send nymphs to the grunts.
22. No longer allowed to bring nymphs on base.
23. Even if they are for the superior officers.
24. This rule does not apply to nymphs who ARE superior officers.
25. No longer allowed to bring satyrs on base.
26. Not allowed to hold pixie races.
27. Not allowed to refer to gryphons as "choppers."
28. The appropriate address for any sidhe of superior rank is "sir," not "you pointy-eared freak."
29. Any otherworld denizen with pointed ears is not a Vulcan.
30. I must not leave iron tacks on the sidhe sergeant's bunk.
31. The appropriate response to any sidhe officer's order is not "live long and prosper."
32. The appropriate response to any satyr officer's order is not "woohoo!"
33. Not allowed to make cadences in Gaelic.
34. Or Tolkien elvish.
35. or klingon.
36. Not allowed to challenge officers to rigged drinking games.
37. Not allowed to alter space-time during basic training.
38. Not allowed to slow time around grenades.
39. Especially not allowed to speed time around grenades.
40. No longer allowed near duct tape.
41. C-4 is not silly putty.
42. nor is it a laxative.
43. I do not see dead people.
44. Saying "I don't believe in faeries" will not kill any of the troops, but may offend homosexuals.
45. The elven snipers are not all named Legolas.
46. Not allowed to bend space-time during formations.
47. I must not stand at the entry gate to the base with a mage staff and shout "YOU CANNOT PASS!"
48. I am not qualified to administer iron supplements.
49. Iron supplements are taken orally, not rectally or via sniper rifle.
50. I may not prescribe drugs.
51. I may not bend space-time to re-enact scenes from "the matrix" on the firing range.
52. Being put on KP does not mean I am allowed to spike the officers' coffee with Tabasco sauce.
53. Or Ex-Lax.
54. Or Dwarven Whiskey.
55. Not allowed to abduct civilian children and replace them with cheap copies.
56. Social services does not handle changelings.
57. "We're off to see the wizard" is not a cadence.
58. Not allowed to skip in formation.
59. Not allowed to order the troops to skip in formation.
60. Not allowed to spread pixie dust.
61. Not allowed to order the merfolk to march three miles.
62. No longer allowed to bring a siren to the karaoke bar.
63. Not allowed to throw a grenade past any therian unit and shout "fetch!"
64. "Do virgins taste better than those who are not" is not a cadence for dragon units.
65. No trainee exercise will begin with "and a five, six, seven, eight..."
66. Bell-tipped shoes with curly toes are not appropriate combat dress.
67. Not allowed to trick allied units into surrendering to me.
68. My official position is not "happiness enforcement officer."
69. Not allowed to tell the field medics to start clapping when there is a casualty.
70. The sidhe wearing cammo paint are not dark elves.
71. Not allowed to ask the new recruits to choose between the red pill or the blue pill.
72. Not allowed to switch the labels on the "eat me" and "drink me" bottles.
73. The dragon air superiority units do not need nose art.
74. The chain of command is not a toy.
75. No longer allowed to order dragons to take an emissions test.
76. The two drink limit does not include a whole bottle of mead.
77. Even if the general has a sense of humour, there is only one of him. Other officers are not so forgiving.
78. "My god can beat up your god" is not a cadence.
79. Neither is "it's a small world after all."
80. If I do start a cadence with "It's a small world after all," I will not be surprised if I am the victim of friendly fire.
81. I am not Master Chief, and the Unseelie Court are not the Covenant.
82. Not allowed to Riverdance in formation.
83. Not allowed to order the troops to Riverdance in formation.
84. Especially not allowed to order the dragons to Riverdance.
85. Mission plans should not include breaks in causality.
86. Mission plans do not include "the lamentations of their women."
87. No longer allowed to utter the phrase "I give you my word as a pooka."
88. The proper response to a lawful order is not "I disbelieve! I disbelieve!"
89. I cannot save vs. officers.
90. No longer allowed to sell commanding officers or noncoms to Santa.
91. Not allowed to deploy the Yeti in Iraq.
92. Any trap idea that causes my commanding officers to fall on the floor vomiting is not to be implemented.
93. No longer allowed to implement any idea that gives me "that look on my face."
94. Tactics cannot be justified by the Anime Laws of Physics.
95. During basic training, I am not allowed to hold my rifle in the air and shout "this is my BOOMSTICK!"
96. Condoms are not a part of military protective gear.
97. No longer allowed to butt heads with the unicorns.
98. ...or leapfrog.
99. Not allowed to force a name change on vestal virgins.
100. No longer allowed to sell soundtracks to battles.
101. Not allowed to tell dragons where the leprechaun gold is.
102. Not allowed to tell leprechauns where the dragon hoard is.
103. Not allowed to refer to the leprechaun rations as "me frosted lucky charms."
104. "Dancing a merry jig" is not authorized PT.
105. Not allowed to paint the grenades like Easter eggs.
106. Not allowed to taunt the redcaps. EVER.
107. Brownies are a unit, not a part of the rations.
108. Not allowed to refer to the leprechauns' naughty bits as "me frosted lucky charms."
109. Not allowed to plant a pager on any soldier performing covert operations.
110. No longer allowed to supply the dragons with ketchup.
111. Not allowed to douse superior officers with ketchup.
112. Not allowed to convince the dragons that the chain of command tastes good with ketchup.
113. Not allowed to convince the dragons that any infantry or cavalry with armor are "crunchy on the outside, chewy on the inside."
114. No longer allowed to quote Hannibal Lechter or Titus Andronicus during combat missions.
115. Not allowed to try to convince the dragons that anyone is crunchy OR good with ketchup. They know better. I think.
116. Dwarven infantry are not all named Gimli.
117. The elves are not solely there to save my puny ass.
118. I am not to refer to any recently repaired weaponry as "the sword reforged."
119. Not allowed to tell the infantry "don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes."
120. Scout missions are not for selling cookies.
121. Not allowed to carry any weapon bigger than a nuke.
122. Not allowed to CREATE any weapon bigger than a nuke.
123. I do not have the authority to deploy nukes.
124. Not allowed to summon Cthulhu on the parade grounds.
125. My speciality is not demolitions. EVER.
126. Not allowed to challenge any soldier to a race around the world.
127. Nagah units do not have cadences which say "My anaconda don't want none unless it's got BUNS, honey!"
128. Not allowed to ask the minotaur units "got milk?"
129. Not allowed to call any centaur "Seabiscuit."
130. Combat mages are not named Gandalf.
131. Or Dumbledore.
132. When someone challenges me to the field of honor, it has nothing to do with mowing the lawn.
133. "Can we settle this like men" does not mean running and screaming at the first sign of danger.
134. No longer allowed to make jokes about "my unit."
135. Not allowed to talk about "clubbing baby seals" in front of the selkies.
136. Even if they are dressed in goth.
137. Not allowed to steal the selkies' seal coats.
138. Or switch them in their lockers.
139. Or sell them on E-bay.
140. Stealing a selkie's coat does not necessarily mean they will do my bidding. They will more than likely shoot me and find it anyway.
141. Selling the merfolk to Sea World is NOT funny.
142. "If you like pina coladas" is not a cadence.
143. I am not legally allowed to perform marriage. Even if I am, I am not allowed to do so by my commanding officers.
144. Especially if those being married are not aware of being married.
145. I cannot marry off my superior officers.
146. No matter how whiny the Wiccans get, I am not allowed to re-institute the burning times.
147. The civilians are not target practice.
148. Not allowed to switch the weres' shampoo with Nair.
149. The proper way to assemble a platoon is not to shout "Level 46 Pooka LFG."
150. Not allowed to tell the sprite, pixie, or brownie troops that "size does matter."
151. I must leave the toadstool rings alone.
152. Not allowed to sell condos in the otherworld.
153. I am not Gordon Freeman, and the Crossroads is not Xen.
154. Nighttime ops are not "Blair Witch Projects."
155. Putting up little stick dolls and piles of rocks around the tents is not funny.
156. Working with the dragon airborne units does not entitle me to frequent flier miles.
157. Or those little bags of peanuts.
158. There are otherkin besides sidhe in the officer ranks, and I should not forget this and make up conspiracy theories that say otherwise.
159. Not allowed to come up with conspiracy theories.
160. Or conspiracies.
161. Not allowed to make Stargate references, especially when opening interdimensional gateways.
162. Not allowed to make cracks about "taking this to a higher court."
163. "Rocky Horror Picture Show" is not appropriate in formation.
164. Nor is it appropriate PT.
165. "Hulk Smash" is not a tactic.
166. Not allowed to institute Arcadian policy in any nation.
167. No longer allowed to go to Avalon on leave.
168. There is no such thing as the Whore of Avalon.
169. Pants are required for inspection.
170. No longer allowed to make pedophilia jokes about "the land of youth forever."
171. Not allowed to send vampires to the summerlands.
172. Not allowed to switch the vampire rations with cherry kool-aid.
173. Not allowed to tie-dye the selkie coats.
174. Or any uniforms.
175. Or any officers.
176. Other 'kin types are not Pokemon. I do not need to "catch 'em all."
177. I cannot marry my superior officer's child.
178. Not allowed to ask for "your first born child" as a reenlistment bonus.
179. No longer allowed to feign death whenever I hear a gunshot.
180. The proper way to end a situation report is not "and I would have gotten away with it if it weren't for those meddling kids."
181. World of Warcraft is not a real military exercise.
182. Not allowed to fondle ordinance while hissing "my preciousssss..."
183. Not allowed to fondle officers while hissing "my preciousssss..."
184. There is no such thing as sexual warfare, no matter what the satyrs may say.
185. Not allowed to make remarks about "bringing a sword to a shootout."
186. Not allowed to feign death whenever someone says "I don't believe in faeries."
187. Orders are to be given verbally, not rectally.
188. or by poking individual troops with a gauntlet.
189. It's the Seelie court, not the Silly court.
190. No longer allowed to tend bar at the officer's club. EVER.
191. Streaking is not an appropriate distraction.
192. Grenades are not appropriate substitutes for sporting equipment.
193. Not allowed to play Quidditch with the janitorial supplies.
194. Not allowed to call in air strikes on rush hour traffic.
195. Not allowed to attempt any of the items listed at skippyslist.com.
196. Not allowed to program any GPS to read "second star on the right, straight on until morning."
197. Mission parameters do not include "kill moose and squirrel."
198. Not allowed to make remarks to the women officers about their "Tir Na Knockers."

A lot of these might also apply to anyone [kin or otherwise] of a general magical or pagan persuasion as well. YMMV. Look to the *s for Eshari's humble opinion of which "count" more, as they're less explicable by other things.

Bailiff: Oyez, Oyez, Oyez, The Honorable Judge Ri, Tamer of Cats, Handler of Snakes and Elves, and Wearer of Lizards and other Reptiles, presiding.

BAILIFF: All rise for the Case of the Bondage Fairy, Judge Ri the Righteous presi-

BAILIFF: All rise. The case of The Thaumaturgid Academy of the Theleturgically Gifted versus Willawyn Mourning Dove, the Honorable Judge Ri, Prince of Chaos, King of Tentacles, and Chief Boodler presiding.