Metanoia by Young

Author:Young [Young]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Solstice Publishing - Solstice at Night
Published: 2018-10-21T04:00:00+00:00

Early October 2014

Andy’s Reply to My Query, c/c to David

Hi boys,

Hahahaha!

Young, I am not a sorcerer or a wizard. I fell into a deep depression when I moved to Australia. My condition worsened, and there were days I could not get out of the bed. I also suffered from insomnia and binge-ate.

The doctors could not diagnose my problem. Instead, they prescribed me with a variety of antidepressant and sleeping pills to temporarily alleviate the complications. These drugs made matters worse and made me bilious.

One of my rowing pal, Paul, suggested I visit a native Sharman who could perform miracles on people with similar conditions like mine. It was Sharman Yarran who illuminated me on aborigine magick and magical applications. He diagnosed my problem the instant he set eyes on me. He asked if I have intimate friends in Australia. I told him that I left Canada after several disastrous relationships and I wanted to start afresh in Casterton. I had just joined the local rowing club, and Paul recommended him to me.

He shook his head and remarked, “It’s been a while since you had sexual contact with a person. Your dis-ease is from the lack of physical intimacy.”

I did not respond.

“You need to kiss, spoon, to hear someone else’s heartbeat, and to feel the touch of their hands on your body. To put it mildly, you require the intimacy of an affectionate human to disperse the negative energies that have invaded your mind, body, and soul.

“Although I can temporarily alleviate your suffering, you, yourself must release your internal negativity back to nature. I’ll recite a healing incantation and perform a cleansing ritual to drive out the fatalistic forces that had lodged in your system,” Yarran analyzed.

He instructed me to sit cross-legged in the middle of a fiery circle before he encircled the ring and sprinkled holy water into the fire before he delivered an Aboriginal chant. As soon as the water hit the flames, uncanny bluish-green vapors surrounded me. I fell into a trance.

I journeyed back in time. In my fugue state, I witnessed the discontentments, arguments, unhappiness, regrets and a host of antipathetic emotions from past relationships that surfaced like phantom apparitions to suffocate my advancement. Suddenly, a pair of loving hands reached for me like your hands, Young that held me before you fall asleep. You pulled me from the rut and lifted me to serenity, where I thrive in harmony.

When I came out of the trance, the fiery ring had dwindled to ashes. Sharman Yarran held my hands and enquired as to how I felt.

“I feel relief,” I answered.

“You’re suffering from severe sexual frustration. I suggest that you find yourself an affectionate partner to share the beauty of life,” he advised.

That evening while I laid awake in bed, I delineated my relationship failures. These were what I surmised:

I had bottled up many unresolved emotions when I left New Zealand for Canada. I had not mentioned any of my inner turmoils to anyone. I thought I had gotten

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