2012-02-04

I observe that my handwriting is different, word use and sentence flow is different too. My Daimon has no use for an erasure; the more I let go the less I reognize the author. The Daimon assigned to me, judging by a magnetic pinball process, enjoys Caliber Stenographer Notebooks, writing in cursive, long walks at night, and a purple-tounged Bic mechanical pencil that, Gods only know how, has yet to run out of its point seven.

Such a gift as this, on the sidewalk one night, helped me let go, and "doomed me to being an artist". It was my "red pill, blue pill moment". Looking back, I should have recorded the date and time of that moment. Second Rising is Agathos Daimon, the HMEPA/Ancient Greek calander states. A monthly honoring of my Daimon sounds better then a yearly anniversary anyway.
-My Daimon, writing as a mortal-born, writing about my Daimon...

-HMEPA is "Hellenic Month Established Per Athenian". 2012-02-04 = 3-697, Gamelion.
-Agathos Daimon; called "Eudaimonia" by this Good-Dark souled. Part of the personal liturgical calendar, until Kata Theoi Nomos is learned.
-So is the rule that every "day" begins at sundown of the previous day... in other words if sundown was at 6pm, midnight is six hours into the new day. Ancient calendars were generally divided between those who arbitrarily decided "the new day began at sundown", and those who decided the "new day began at sunrise". I arbitrarily decided to go with the "every day begins at sundown" crowd. So did the Ancient Greeks, Druids, and a bunch of others. I stick with it until learning Kata Theoi Nomos.