XVIII: A Running Spring

Ocean Waves

XVIII MAKOR

Servitors: Kilik, Aril, Mara, Liriol, Lomiol.

The name at the outer edges of the square, MAKOR, possibly derives from the Hebrew מקור (maqor), meaning ‘wellspring’ or ‘source,’ while the spirit name in the central cross is that of Kilik, whose name relates to the concepts of power, strength, bastions, armies and wealth.

The Vision

A trickle of water ran from a patch of boggy grass at the top of a mound and travelled to the edge of a sharp drop where it ran down a cliff face and onto the ground below. The course of the water continued at the bottom and wound a short distance to another cliff, this one overlooking the sea, before collecting in a small pool on the rocks below. Then, looking back at the shoreline from the sea, I saw that the entire land was swollen with water and the place where the water had ran between the first cliff and the second looked like it was about to burst open and cover the land with a deluge. Then, with the appearance of a pale-blue and white bird, the deluge came and all turned to night. The sky was of a strange, deep blue, while the moon, which was visible above the sea, accepted this watery offering as a sacrifice and released a large, bat-like creature with a body as black as void and filled with stars, as though it were forged from the essence of night.

The creature hovered over the flooded earth and released a thin, pale-bodied lunatic from a crow cage that sat on the beach. On escaping, the madman ran towards the swollen ocean and raised a fist at it as if he meant to fight it. The sea surged in response, and a large, tentacled monster appeared to be thrashing beneath its surface. Surprisingly, the wild man made good progress against the sea, glowing white with moonlight as he forced it to retreat before him. He kept running through the wedge he carved into the water until he came to the opposite shore in the near distance, where a small beach resort with what was either a lighthouse or a helter-skelter lay. As the madman came to shore, the sea, rushing in fear before him, crashed into the land as a tidal wave, engulfing the resort and its structures entirely. Then, in the aftermath, he hopped back into a crow cage that was identical to the one he had been released from, which then locked itself shut behind him.

Daylight resumed as the sea retracted back to normality and the rest of the town, which was of a Mediterranean appearance, now appeared to have migrated onto a clifftop, with the space where it once lay being carved away by the storm to leave a bare beach in its place. The ground on the clifftop was left soaked by the spray of the tidal wave and dripped, as the previous wellspring did, into a crevice in the cliff face. On the beach below, I noticed the stick in the sand from the last vision and realised that this was the same location as that vision only many years later as no trace of human civilisation had been present there before. I saw the cave where the spirit had sung in the pool, but it had been sealed shut, with nothing but a narrow crack marking the place she lived.

From inside, I heard weeping and a plea for her to be left alone. I didn’t attempt to speak to her any further, but saw in my mind that she was now much older than before and perching on the rocks of a dark, dried-up cave with no water left to submerge herself in. Water dripped in from a gap above her, but it was not enough to sustain her. As she wept, a stream of tears poured out through the narrow crack onto the beach. Then, from the darkness that surrounded her, a large dog appeared and sniffed at the blue robe she wore before nuzzling into her arms and going to sleep. Just as the dog settled, the woman’s tears reached a climax and she dissolved entirely into water leaving nothing but her robe behind, which the dog rested its head on to continue with its sleep. Then, outside her abode, another bird appeared and flew back towards the pale moon that thinly illuminated the light blue sky.

Notes

The square was constructed with Luna at 12º Capricorn, where it is in its detriment. The ragged appearance of the lunatic may have been influenced by this, with his long beard and loincloth being those of a prisoner released by a particularly capricious aspect of Water’s detrimental relationship with Earth as well as possibly representing the dual nature of Saturn, Capricorn’s ruling planet, and Luna. By his ‘lunatic’ nature and his influence over tidal movement, the white clad madman appeared to be a lunar spirit, perhaps a representation of Kilik due to that spirit’s associations with power and strength. The crow cage he was in (and the crow is a bird of a Saturnian nature) was similar in appearance to the torture cages that appeared in the dungeon in the vision of A Rose Garden.

The continuation of previous themes was apparent in the appearance of the beach from the last vision—which was identifiable by the stick I had left in the sand still being in place—only with a modern Mediterranean town now being in place there, though the tidal wave devastated the ‘tourist’ part of it.

The name of the spirit Mara relates to ‘cave,’ ‘cavern,’ ‘grotto’ and ‘den’ which once again appeared in this vision, though it was now sealed shut. The fate of the spirit’s cave may have been related to the presence of the Latin word arido, meaning ‘dry,’ in the square. The spirit ultimately lost her physical form to become a stream of running water which may suggest that her prophecy about crossing the sea leading to dissolution may have been referring to her own fate, though I had the sense that the essential life force in the spirit was not dissolved, just its humanoid appearance. The dog being left alone with her clothing in the cave was a scene of sadness and melancholy, which may be another sign of the Saturnian influence of Capricorn in the vision.

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