tinhuviel: (Tarmian Moon)

For the past two weeks, I’ve been watching nothing but the Tolkien films.  This occurs occasionally, in my Arda-saturated world.  The tales JRR Tolkien shared with the world are as ingrained in me, in my soul, as they are in anyone who has ever been moved by a myth or a legend.  These are stories as old as time, at least as it is perceived by humankind.  You can call it ancestral memory, cellular memory, genetic memory, whatever it is, the remembering experienced by people when immersed in the epic accounts of a nation or race is what drives every generation to redefine the stories to fit their times, and to make sense of the world in which they find themselves.


On the recommendation of my sixth grade English teacher’s son, who was a year my senior, I checked out The Hobbit from the school library, and absorbed it in three days.  Before I returned it to school, I read it again, this time more slowly, taking a week.  I loved it, but hated the musical abomination that was the Rankin-Bass adaptation.  Normally, I loved their TV specials.  Not so with their version of The Hobbit.  I did, however, love Return of the King, primarily because of Glenn Yarbrough's beautiful song, "Roads Go Ever On."


Even though I had loved the book, it didn’t compel me to pick up The Lord of the Rings, which Gregg also recommended, or The Silmarillion, of which I doubt Gregg was aware, based simply upon his age and how difficult it was to be privy to information, literature, music - basically everything - that wasn’t in the realm of the commonplace.  LOTR and The Hobbit were popular enough to be well-known and easily-obtainable in the South.  The Silmarillion, on the other hand, had only been published for approximately two years at that time.  Even if Gregg knew about it, it was highly doubtful the school library had book!


On the day I took my SAT, in my senior year of high school, Aunt Tudi found a box set, which I still have, of The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit at a yard sale she and Granny visited while they waited on me to finish my test.  I still did not read LOTR.  I was busy with other things at the time, like getting through my last year in high school, preparing for college, and writing this odd collection of mythic stories that were born out of my lighthearted science fiction shorts, originally inspired by the Electric Light Orchestra’s Time album.  


In my first year of college, my Humanities professor was impressed with my assignments and asked if I was a writer.  I told him I wrote stories and poetry, and had been active in the literary and drama clubs in high school.  He asked to see some of work, so I opted to share with him some of the stories of the Rhyllans, and how they came to be.  


A week later, Dr. Miller, who happened to be a Tolkien scholar who had taught classes on the old professor's works, asked if I had read The Silmarillion.  When I asked why, he informed me that I could be sued for some of the material I had written, if I ever tried to clean it up and get it published.  I did not understand but, instead of reading The Silmarillion, I opted to read The Lord of the Rings, under the incorrect assumption that it came before The Silmarillion.  Publishing-wise, it did, but I was thinking of the timeline of the narratives themselves.


Of course, I fell in love with The Lord of the Rings, and promptly went to B. Dalton Books and purchased a copy of The Silmarillion, which I still have.  When I read the Ainulindalë and Valaquenta, I finally understood Dr. Miller’s warning, and I reconciled with the fact that my Rhyllan myths would never be published in any complete capacity.  The one thing I couldn’t understand was why I was unable to make myself change much of anything in my myths, even though their current incarnation would get me chased around by the Tolkien posse.


This is where I want to make it very clear that I am, by no means, comparing my writing to that of JRR Tolkien’s, who far surpasses the greatness of the likes of Clive Barker, and he greatly surpasses even my wildest dreams of scribal skill.  The essence of the stories, in particular the Music of Creation and the diminishing of the Dėaghydge, was exceedingly Tolkienesque.  Even the Goddess Kessilon, the Dėaghyden Star Goddess, was nearly identical to Varda, albeit a tad more sci-fi in her relationship to the stars.  My mind was boggled, and it still is, even though I came to learn the root of the similiarities.  


It wasn’t until three years later, when I began to study theology and various theories, one of which was genetic memory, that I understood the connection between my stories and those of JRR Tolkien’s.  It wasn’t a connection that involved just myself and Mr. Tolkien; it was one that encompassed a great swathe of the Fantasy literary world and the whole of human myth, be it supposedly dead myths of ancient Greece and Sumeria, or the living religions like Hinduism and Judaism.  They are all retellings of a very tiny collection of stories that speak of humanity’s commonality.  And the connection doesn’t affect just nations or tribes, or even families; they affect individuals.  We all have the capacity, and often the compulsion, to create our own personal myths.  This is what I was doing with the Rhyllan folk, and their sister races, the Tarmi and the Thranodiena ~ all three of whom comprised the descendants of the divine Dėaghydhe.


In 1993, I was tasked with deciding on a Craft name, because I had decided to become a Dedicant in the Temple Hecate Triskele.  I opted for Tinhuviel, adding the “h” for numerological purposes.  Artanis was a name for the Tarmian Goddess of the flora and fauna, tightly connected with bears, owls, and lizards.  It wasn’t until about a year later, I discovered that Artanis is also Galadriel’s father-name!  So this is why I feel that Tolkien’s works aren’t simply fiction.  They have an ancient magick within them.  They have the power to bring people together and, sadly, because of their religious nature, they also have the power to pull them apart.  Such is the way with spiritual works.  JRR Tolkien wanted to create a mythology for England.  He certainly did that, but he did so much more.  He enriched the mythologies of people around the world, so much so, that scientists have named an entire ancient human race after one of his own.  That speaks volumes to me, and it should to any student of JRR Tolkien’s work, or human memory in general.


I know it’s an impossibility, but I would love to know the origins of the stories that are obviously of such great import to our species, that they have been retold for thousands of years, and are as beloved today as they were from time immemorial, with no small thanks to JRR Tolkien.

tinhuviel: (Torquemada)

I haven’t done one of these in about 10,000 years, so let’s get this show on the road.

This is all true. photo 1264091_10153348891685721_288267917_o.jpg1. Full name: Tracy Angelina Evans
2. Nicknames: Tin, Tinhuviel, George, Darth Shriek
3. Birthplace: Asheville, North Carolina USA
4. Birthday: 10 September, 1967
5. Where Do You Live Now?: San Diego, California
6. Parent(s): Father Unit has passed.  Mother Unit is here in San Diego.
7. Sibling(s): ZERO
8. Looks: Better off invisible.
9. Favourite Animal(s): Anything non-human, except for millipedes and centipedes.  Like humans, they can go fuck themselves.
10. Favorite TV Show(s): Impractical Jokers, Better Call Saul

11. Favorite Kind(s) Of Music: Most everything but Country and Opera.
12. Favorite Movie(s): Sci-Fi, Unusual, Conceptual, Foreign
13. School: Some college, focusing on English and Veterinary Assistance
14. Future School: I’m too old for this question. The Chapel Perilous

15. Future Job: Testing new, effective sleep aids.
16. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: nah
17. Best Buds: I’m a bit of a hermit these days.
18. Favorite Candy: Milk Dud
19. Hobbies: Music, reading, writing
20. Things You Collect: Grudges, CDs, movies, moments in time.

21. Do You Have A Personal Phone Line: Yes
22. Favorite Body Part Of The Opposite Sex? The eyes and brain
23. Any Tattoos And Where Of What?: Red & Black Triskele on right hand, Green Shriekback logo on left hand, Mwanza Flat-headed Agama with green and blue hues instead of pinkish and blue.
24. Piercing(s) And Where?: not anymore
25. What Do You Sleep in?: clothing
26. Do you like Chain Letters: aw HELL NAW.
27. Best Advice: Reality is peripheral.
28. Favorite Quotes: Hope for the best, expect the worst. - Mel Brooks.
29. Non-sport Activity You Enjoy: sleep
30. Dream Car: A transporter

31. Favorite Thing To Do In Spring: Avoid the sun.
32. What’s Your Bedtime: Whenever I’m lucky.
33. Where Do You Shop: Wherever I can.
34. Coke or Pepsi: Cheerwine

35. Favorite Thing(s) To Wear?: Something loose that will allow me to blend into my surroundings.
36. Favorite Subject(s) In School: English and Creative Writing

37. Favorite Color(s): Green, Red, Black
38. Favorite People To Talk To Online: People with brains and a wicked sense of humour that has set them on the road to Hell.

39. Root-Beer or Dr. Pepper? Root beer

40. Do You Shave? I’m too old for that bullshit.

41. Favorite Vacation Spot(s): I don’t do vacations.  My favourite place to BE is England.
42. Favorite Family Member(s): Smidgen
43. Did You Eat Paint Chips When You Were a Kid? WHAT?
44. Favorite CD you own: Currently Without Real String or Fish by Shriekback
45. The ONE Person Who You Hate The Most: Going with an old standard here and saying Pat Robertson.
46. Favorite Food(s)?: Potatoes
47. Who Is The Hottest Guy or Girl In The World?: I have a very short list.
48. What Is Your Favorite Salad Dressing?: Bleu Cheese.
49. When You Die, Do You Wanna Be Buried or Burned Into Ashes? I don’t care, as long as I end up on Craggy Dome.
50. Do You Believe In Aliens?: Absolutely.

51. If You Had The Chance To Professionally Do Something, What would You Do? I’m already a Professional Misanthropist.
52. Things You Obsess Over: Various artists, ideas, philosophies, theories, general weirdness
53. Favorite Day of the Week: Don’t bloody care.
54. An Authority Figure You Hate: The Feudal Mistress still tops the list.
55. Favorite Disney Movie: Bambi
56. What Is Your Favorite Season? Winter
57. What Toppings Do You Like On Your pizza? Cheese, with extra cheese, and cheese on the side.
58. Do You Like Your School Food Itself (As In The District Food): I never ate it.
59. If You Could Live Anywhere, Where Would You Live? Avebury, Wiltshire, UK
60. Favorite Thing(s) To Do On Weekends: Sleep, if I can accomplish it.

61. Favorite Magazine(s): Don’t have one.
62. Favorite Flower(s): White rose

63. Favorite Number(s): 5

64. Favorite Ice Cream flavor(s): Ben & Jerry’s Wavy Gravy

65. What Kind of Guys/Girls Are You Attracted to?: Dangerously intelligent, beautiful, talented, and hilarious.

66. What’s Your Most Embarrassing Moment? I inadvertently introduced myself to someone as his wife.

67. If You Could Change One Thing About Yourself What Would It be? I would be fearless.

68. Do You Eat Breakfast First Then Brush Your Teeth or Brush first ten eat breakfast: breakfast first.

69. Favorite Time of Day: Whenever I get to sleep.

70. Can A Guy and Girl Be Just “Best Friends?”: Why not?

71. Do You Ask The Girl/Guy Out Or Do You Wait For Them To Come To You?: I don’t go there anymore.

72. Do You Mind Paying For Sex? I never would.

73. What’s The Most Important thing In Someone’s Personality: Sentience

74. Do you have a pager or cell phone? Cell

75. Favorite Sport: Flambodious Butt-walking

76. What Was the Best Gift You Ever Received? Love

77. How Long Did This Letter Take You To Finish?: Not very long.

78. What Did You Listen To While Completing It?: Electric Light Orchestra’s Alone in the Universe.

79. Are you or would you like to be married in the near future (next 5 years)? NEGATIVE

80. Don’t u just hate how psychics never win the lottery? I hate it more than I don’t win the lottery. I hate psychics, especially the ones who claim to talk to your dead relatives.  They’re grifters who should be drawn and quartered.  The End.

tinhuviel: (RepLogo)

~Through Us the Way into the Sacred City~

~Through Us the Way into Nights of Heat and Weirdness~

~Through Us the Way to the Illuminated Ones~

~Sheer enthusiasm made Us~

~And Passion and Poems and Sex~

~Before Us nothing but Excellence can endure~

~For We are the Gateway to Excellence, Deviance, and Delight~


Moon Myths

Jul. 5th, 2010 09:26 pm
tinhuviel: (Tarmi)
Beginning with the first full moon after Samhain.

Daen Luma Cae'fali'fin Klelurenin Jonnsa ~ Tale of the Blood Moon~~ Written
Daen Luma Phaedhrys Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Falling Leaves Moon ~~ Unwritten
Daen Luma Mer'adhan Unahn Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Long Nights Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma Cae'kessilon Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Snow Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma Tanis'serra Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Wolf Moon ~~ Unwritten
Daen Luma Dhrys'Loma Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Budding Trees Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma Fwaish'Loma Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Storm Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma'Lieno Jonssa ~ The Tale of the Hare Moon ~~ Written
Daen Lumak'wish asi Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Strawberry Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma Me'Adhe Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Barley Moon ~~ Written
Daen Luma'Mai Tse Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Corn Moon ~~ Unwritten
Daen Luma Shaewemi Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Harvest Moon ~~ Unwritten
Daen Luma Meybhelahni Jonnsa ~ The Tale of the Moon of Meybhelahn (or Blue Moon) ~ Unwritten

Now it's just a matter of finding the manuscripts I've already written. Oy.

tinhuviel: (Tarmi)
Of late, the Tarmi have been on my mind a great deal. I'd like to create a "fact sheet" of sorts here to explain what is known about the Tarmi and their brethren, the Rhyllans.

  • Their original species was sung into existence by the sentient universe. They were known as Deaghydhe (dYAH gih the) and possessed starry raiments for corporeal manifestation

  • Over time, the Deaghydhe chose more physical forms and moved away from the Song. A small number of Deaghydhe moved closer to the Song and became Deaghydhen Avatars.

  • The Avatars, along with the sentient universe, collaborated to create a world of beauty and wonder for the Deaghydhe. While the Deaghydhe created incredible ships to travel the immensity of space, their new world Eterah was being created. Eterah contained it's own special Song, which became an indwelling sentience unto itself, able to create new life on the young planet. This became known as Menaterah.

  • The Deaghydhe began the great journey from their vast wasteland of a home world to their new home. They travelled on three celestial ships: Threnodi, Konot'incalime (KUH-nuht in CAL ee may), and Sechlourendal (seh KLUR en DELL). They were travelling worlds unto themselves, created to be able to sustain life over the course of thousands of years, for it was believed that the great journey would last for several dozen generations of Deaghydhe, even though they were incredibly long-lived.

  • Konot'incalime ceased to move and was drawn into the gravitational pull of a large planet illuminated by twin suns. The kindred of Konot'incalime had become dedicants to the Avatar Rhyll over the course of 300,000 years. When they landed on the planet, they emerged from the celestial ship as Rhyllans and called this young planet their home, believing it was the Will of Rhyll for them to be pulled onto this planet.

  • The kindred of Threnodi became enamoured with the eternal immensity of the universe and chose to wander the dark places between the stars. Over time, they became what humanity commonly calls Greys.

  • The kindred of Sechlourendal made their way to the promised world of Eterah. They had long called themselves Tarmi, which meant Hopeful Ones, for they never faltered in their belief that they would someday make it to Eterah.

  • The Tarmi are the source of humanity's myths and legends of an ancient alien Elfin race that coexisted with humans for a time.

  • The Tarmian lifespan was typically 900-1200 years.

  • The Tarmi walked on the balls of their feet, giving them a graceful, birdlike appearance.

  • Tarmian bones were hollow, making even the largest Tarma lighter than most humans.

  • The Tarmian patron Goddess was Kessilon, the Star Goddess.

  • There were many things invisible to humans that Tarmi could see. Minor spirits sung into being by Menaterah are one of example. There was also the colour the Tarmi called chiamsa (kee AHM zah). Humans usually see a calico look, but the colour is actually a solid shade that was beyond human eyesight.

  • Tarmi wove fabric by singing the weave. As their melodies wove together, so did the fabric. All Tarmian clothing was made of sung cloth.

  • Tarmi also sang ships, strapping themselves to the masts to sing the wind into the sales. This is why so many longships of later years had the carving of a person or angel on the mast. This harked back to the days when the seas were filled with song and the pathways to Meybhelahn were open.

  • The Tarmi had five great empires on Eterah: Omanola, Khemeth, Thessalonika, El'Tour'Adhoa, and Meybhelahn. In actuality, Meybhelahn still exists, but is hidden from human intrusion because of the animosity that was bred between the two species, causing much death and sorrow among the Tarmi

  • The first Vampires were originally Tarmi.

  • When humans first emerged from the imagination of Menaterah, the Tarmi took them to heart and dedicated themselves to teaching this younger race. For thousands of years, humans were cradled in the wise embrace of the Tarmi, learning the magicks of the earth and the wisdoms of the stars.

This is all I can think of for right now. I'm very weary. I may add to this later on, when my mind is in better shape.

August 2017

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