(Hartmânôd = Harsh Month)
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Plans: fur babies, wifey, work 8hrs.
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Plans: fur babies, wifey, work 8hrs.
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Ancestor Meditation: Manostag/Mano’s Day/Monday (parents) Elmer H. Reimer (1924-1963) and Anna M. Schmidt (1926-1994), Jewell F. Reimer [(sister) (1947)], Michael L Reimer [(brother) (1948-1997)], Beth Ann Reimer/Hinkle [(sister) (1956-2018)].
Elmer H. Reimer (1924-1963)
Birth 24 October 1924 in Whitewater, Butler County, Kansas, USA
*US Navy veteran, Joint Intelligence Center, Pacific Ocean Area (JICPOA)
**Naval Intelligence Office, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.
*Married 23 June 1946
Death 10 October 1963 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; complications from M.S.
Anna M. Schmidt (1926-1994)
Birth 20 January 1926 in Lehigh, Marion County, Kansas, USA
Death 23 September 1994 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; heart attack.
I honor you this day, and I honor every bit of you that resides in me. I’m grateful for the strong German heritage you’ve provided. I look forward with eager anticipation to the great family reunion on the other side. I offer you my undying love, honor, respect, and gratitude.
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Elder Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Elder Runes in your way
Advise the mortal man today
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Elmer H. Reimer (1924-1963)
Birth 24 October 1924 in Whitewater, Butler County, Kansas, USA
*US Navy veteran, Joint Intelligence Center, Pacific Ocean Area (JICPOA)
**Naval Intelligence Office, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.
*Married 23 June 1946
Death 10 October 1963 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; complications from M.S.
Anna M. Schmidt (1926-1994)
Birth 20 January 1926 in Lehigh, Marion County, Kansas, USA
Death 23 September 1994 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; heart attack.
I honor you this day, and I honor every bit of you that resides in me. I’m grateful for the strong German heritage you’ve provided. I look forward with eager anticipation to the great family reunion on the other side. I offer you my undying love, honor, respect, and gratitude.
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Elder Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Elder Runes in your way
Advise the mortal man today
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Elder Rune: Wunjo: Joy, pasture, happiness attained with the fulfillment of a wish, the strong Clanic relationship, social contacts, family ties, Clanic solidarity, fellowship, happiness, optimism, realization of true will, social and domestic harmony, good cheer, new social relationships, Fridu attained within a secure setting, a bright attitude of Wodan exposed.
Conversely:
Sadness, disruption/breakdown in the Clanic relationship, questionable social contacts, loser, miserable, loneliness, shunning, weakened family/Clanic ties, social and domestic disharmony, the inability to attain a wish, strife, alienation, pessimism, failed social relationships, Fridu is challenged, the shadow/dark side of Wodan is exposed.
*A1R8
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Armanen Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Armanen Runes in your way
Advise the Spirit man today
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Conversely:
Sadness, disruption/breakdown in the Clanic relationship, questionable social contacts, loser, miserable, loneliness, shunning, weakened family/Clanic ties, social and domestic disharmony, the inability to attain a wish, strife, alienation, pessimism, failed social relationships, Fridu is challenged, the shadow/dark side of Wodan is exposed.
*A1R8
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Armanen Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Armanen Runes in your way
Advise the Spirit man today
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Armanen Rune: Man:
Havamal 160:
A fourteenth I know, Volkrast, the dwarf,
Sings early at the gates of dawn,
To strengthen the Aesir, to empower the Alves,
But to myself, All-Father, to gain wisdom.
Strength, that which is rising, magical empowerment, acquisition of Divine wisdom, propagation of the human race, encompasses both the exoteric and the esoteric concepts of humanity, great gain, male mysteries/leadership, manly actions, pulling down the spiritual into material form, human/humanity, increase, masculinity, health, plenty, magic, spirit, truth, God-Man, male principle in Cosmos, birth, health, increase, maleness and man, Divine man, male principle in Cosmos, magic power, thaumaturgy, true self, the resurrected god, the upper part of the world tree, Irminsul, Rune of spiritual powers, of directing Manna powers; the sacred Rune of humankind encouraging us to be human.
“Be a man” (List, 61).
H3R3
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Interpretation: Joy, or lack thereof (Wunjo) brings humanity (Man).
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1st check on all fur-kids: food, water, litterboxes, shelter.
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Outcome: 8hrs of shitty sleep with two hours of that in the recliner because of sinuses; shitty sinuses = shitty sleep. This is getting so old.
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Just sadness this morning. DAMNIT, this wasn’t how it was supposed to work. Essie was the youngest. She was supposed to be the last one to go. She was the real reason for my continued living. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m not considering anything stupid or drastic, because I told the ancestors they can’t take ME until all fur babies are gone, BUT WHY THE FUCK DID THEY HAVE TO START WITH ESSIE?????????? My wife can take care of herself, but fur babies are totally dependent on us for their well-being. I am just beside myself with absolute sadness, but must carry-on.
Socks’ love is a distant constant, yet I love him.
Toby loves me, but can be so…well, less than intelligent, yet I love him.
Lily I know loves me, it’s just different, yet, I love her.
I know this sadness will end…someday. I’m not sure how I’ll react when her ashes are returned to me.
*sadness (Wunjo)/humanity (Man).
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Call into Air Cap Vet to let them know about Toby chewing his rubbery growth and what I am doing to offset my hesitation for a cone. It’s probably coming, though.
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A banana + a 1-egg breakfast sandwich with cheese on whole wheat toast.
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Call in from the Kansas Humane Society. Essie’s ashes are ready. Tears are already flowing.
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Toby tried a walk this morning. Two blocks were all he had in his. That’s okay, me too.
*cloudy, very cool, slight south breeze.
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To FedEx for printing
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The Kansas Humane Society did well by Essie. Her urn is now on display at home and on Facebook. I asked a good Fb friend to share it with the empath group.
*sad, yes (Wunjo), but gaining strength (Man) slowly.
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Note to Self; Toby’s 12pm insulin.
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Breaded Alaskan pollock from frozen + cottage fries + buttered corn + cookies-n-cream ice cream.
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I’ll see how work goes…
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Work has taken on a WHOLE new face at work. The bag press IS in the process of an overhaul. There was nothing in the routers. There was nothing in plant 2. So, I just picked up a broom and started sweeping up around the punch press and hot joggle areas. Shit…
*oh gods, am I coming down with something?
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Okay, I’ve tried wrapping Toby’s wound, but he keeps pulling off the bandage. If nothing else, I’m going to keep his would clean. We’ll see what happens when his sleeve comes in tomorrow. If that fails, I’ll have to make a choice between simply keeping it clean, or a soft cone for his head. However, at this point it doesn’t look horrible.
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BEAUTIFUL fog on the way home from work.
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Note to Self; Toby’s 1am insulin.
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Last check on all fur-kids.
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2am nighty night.
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Havamal 160:
A fourteenth I know, Volkrast, the dwarf,
Sings early at the gates of dawn,
To strengthen the Aesir, to empower the Alves,
But to myself, All-Father, to gain wisdom.
Strength, that which is rising, magical empowerment, acquisition of Divine wisdom, propagation of the human race, encompasses both the exoteric and the esoteric concepts of humanity, great gain, male mysteries/leadership, manly actions, pulling down the spiritual into material form, human/humanity, increase, masculinity, health, plenty, magic, spirit, truth, God-Man, male principle in Cosmos, birth, health, increase, maleness and man, Divine man, male principle in Cosmos, magic power, thaumaturgy, true self, the resurrected god, the upper part of the world tree, Irminsul, Rune of spiritual powers, of directing Manna powers; the sacred Rune of humankind encouraging us to be human.
“Be a man” (List, 61).
H3R3
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Interpretation: Joy, or lack thereof (Wunjo) brings humanity (Man).
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1st check on all fur-kids: food, water, litterboxes, shelter.
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Outcome: 8hrs of shitty sleep with two hours of that in the recliner because of sinuses; shitty sinuses = shitty sleep. This is getting so old.
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Just sadness this morning. DAMNIT, this wasn’t how it was supposed to work. Essie was the youngest. She was supposed to be the last one to go. She was the real reason for my continued living. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m not considering anything stupid or drastic, because I told the ancestors they can’t take ME until all fur babies are gone, BUT WHY THE FUCK DID THEY HAVE TO START WITH ESSIE?????????? My wife can take care of herself, but fur babies are totally dependent on us for their well-being. I am just beside myself with absolute sadness, but must carry-on.
Socks’ love is a distant constant, yet I love him.
Toby loves me, but can be so…well, less than intelligent, yet I love him.
Lily I know loves me, it’s just different, yet, I love her.
I know this sadness will end…someday. I’m not sure how I’ll react when her ashes are returned to me.
*sadness (Wunjo)/humanity (Man).
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Call into Air Cap Vet to let them know about Toby chewing his rubbery growth and what I am doing to offset my hesitation for a cone. It’s probably coming, though.
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A banana + a 1-egg breakfast sandwich with cheese on whole wheat toast.
<>
Call in from the Kansas Humane Society. Essie’s ashes are ready. Tears are already flowing.
<>
Toby tried a walk this morning. Two blocks were all he had in his. That’s okay, me too.
*cloudy, very cool, slight south breeze.
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To FedEx for printing
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The Kansas Humane Society did well by Essie. Her urn is now on display at home and on Facebook. I asked a good Fb friend to share it with the empath group.
*sad, yes (Wunjo), but gaining strength (Man) slowly.
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Note to Self; Toby’s 12pm insulin.
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Breaded Alaskan pollock from frozen + cottage fries + buttered corn + cookies-n-cream ice cream.
<>
I’ll see how work goes…
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Work has taken on a WHOLE new face at work. The bag press IS in the process of an overhaul. There was nothing in the routers. There was nothing in plant 2. So, I just picked up a broom and started sweeping up around the punch press and hot joggle areas. Shit…
*oh gods, am I coming down with something?
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Okay, I’ve tried wrapping Toby’s wound, but he keeps pulling off the bandage. If nothing else, I’m going to keep his would clean. We’ll see what happens when his sleeve comes in tomorrow. If that fails, I’ll have to make a choice between simply keeping it clean, or a soft cone for his head. However, at this point it doesn’t look horrible.
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BEAUTIFUL fog on the way home from work.
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Note to Self; Toby’s 1am insulin.
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Last check on all fur-kids.
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2am nighty night.
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God/dess Meditation: (alternate Manostag) Nirdu, brother-husband, to Nirda, parents of the Wanâ; Ing-Frô and the Frouwa, beloved god of harbors and seas close to land; help us to remember the cargoes of wealth that float to our doors daily from the wonderful Universe in which we live. Though our misfortunes may rise and fall like the tides, the chance of prosperity, like the eternal sea brimming with fish, is still there. Like the salt-sea spray, awaken us to the possibilities that surround us, so that our nets may be cast wide and return full of life’s gifts. WE GIVE YOU A MOST HEART-FELT HEIL, NIRDU, as we honor the Nirdu that resides in us all!
*source: combination AFA Book of Uncommon Prayers, and C.Reimer/V.Elmersson
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Nirda, sister-wife to Nirdu. We give thanks to the Great Goddess Nirda, Goddess of the land, of soil, and growing things. Goddess, too, of the scythe and of the sacrifice. Beautiful and terrible. Wise in Your power. We praise you…HEIL NIRDA, Mother of the Wanâ, sister-wife to Nirdu. WE GIVE YOU A MOST HEART-FELT HEIL, NIRDA, as we honor the Nirda that resides in us all! HEIL NIRDA Divine Queen! HEIL! HEIL! HEIL!
*source: combination http://www.odins-gift.com/poth/P/prayertonerthus.htm and C.Reimer/V.Elmersson.
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Alaf Sal Fena!
*source: combination AFA Book of Uncommon Prayers, and C.Reimer/V.Elmersson
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Nirda, sister-wife to Nirdu. We give thanks to the Great Goddess Nirda, Goddess of the land, of soil, and growing things. Goddess, too, of the scythe and of the sacrifice. Beautiful and terrible. Wise in Your power. We praise you…HEIL NIRDA, Mother of the Wanâ, sister-wife to Nirdu. WE GIVE YOU A MOST HEART-FELT HEIL, NIRDA, as we honor the Nirda that resides in us all! HEIL NIRDA Divine Queen! HEIL! HEIL! HEIL!
*source: combination http://www.odins-gift.com/poth/P/prayertonerthus.htm and C.Reimer/V.Elmersson.
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Alaf Sal Fena!
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