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Arriving at the Temple
It's almost midnight and Anaïs and Tiger's 'porter
twinkles in the courtyard of the Temple; they walk in through the tall brass doors. The Temple is cavernous, with high ceilings, but well lit by many tall, narrow windows which let in the soft, silvery moonlight. Along the sides are many statues of Bast, and panels of paintings portraying her. In front is the giant, bronze statue of Bast; a kitten in her left paw and a sistrum in her right, with many bronze kittens at her feet; she is flanked by two smaller golden sphinxes. The floor is made of deep blue Lapis Lazuli inlaid with gold hieroglyphics, polished by ages of padded feet walking on it. Cushions are set up along the length and breadth, and the ushers have scattered flowers and petals all over. Frankincense and Myrrh are burning and fill the temple with their mystical fragrance. At the front right, at the keyboard of a huge pipe organ sits Hercule Lenoir in deep blue velvet robes decorated with gold; in front of him in their Lapis blue and silver robes is the temple choir of a hundred cats; Hercule is playing Bach's TOCATTA AND FUGUE IN D MINOR; the sound of the organ fills the temple. Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. As the temple fills, the music fades and mewing and meowing fills the temple. Suddenly the organ thunders, the choir stands and sings in unison, their songs reverberating off of the walls as thousands of sparkling lights shoot through the air. Mau, the High Priestess suddenly appears at altar at the foot of Bast's statue, wrapped in her black velvet robes. All that can be seen are her green eyes glowing and the glow of the large emerald scarab around her neck amidst the sparkling lights. In a soft voice Mau meows: "Fellow cats, we come here on the night of the New Moon before mid-summer's eve each year to bless the kittens of the world and introduce them to the first mysteries of the feline world. Let the kittens come up here, to the altar." A wave of kittens begin to file forward and fill the front. "My beautiful children, welcome to the Temple of Bast. This is your home, for not far from here, thousands and thousands of years ago, we cats first appeared on this planet. Ages and ages ago, we began our curious relationship with humans not far from here too, and not long after we appeared they came to adore us, and built this temple to worship us in the form of Bast, whose statues and carvings grace this temple, for it was us, cats, who changed their lives by making their granaries free of rodents, giving them the food that would allow them to establish a great civilization." [To be continued] -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "Whereof one can not speak, thereof one must be silent" Ludwig Wittgenstein,1889-1951 5/7/2009 12:29:29 PM |
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Arriving at the Temple
Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from
all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. [With a sparkle of teleporters Aed and Morgana lead a group of Second World kitties into the temple. The Second World cats are all wearing emerald green robes with cowls pulled over their heads. They proceed silently to empty cushions. Aed looks around to see if he can spot Trudi.] |
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Trudi is sitting in the back by the entrance to the temple, while her eyes
and mind are sharp, her feet aren't quite sure enough to manuver the polished floors, she sees her other world friend and smiles and raises a paw in salute.. "Community Cats" wrote in message ... Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. [With a sparkle of teleporters Aed and Morgana lead a group of Second World kitties into the temple. The Second World cats are all wearing emerald green robes with cowls pulled over their heads. They proceed silently to empty cushions. Aed looks around to see if he can spot Trudi.] |
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On Thu, 07 May 2009 13:37:09 -0500, Stormmee wrote:
Trudi is sitting in the back by the entrance to the temple, while her eyes and mind are sharp, her feet aren't quite sure enough to manuver the polished floors, she sees her other world friend and smiles and raises a paw in salute.. [Aed rises and walks back to where Trudi is standing.] Meow, Trudi! It's wonderful to see you again. May I sit with you? And I noticed a soft carpet rolled up in a corner. Would you like me to unroll it down one of the side aisles, so you could walk there comfortably? I'm sure the temple cats placed it there for just that purpose. Aed |
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"Community Cats" Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. [With a sparkle of teleporters Aed and Morgana lead a group of Second World kitties into the temple. The Second World cats are all wearing emerald green robes with cowls pulled over their heads. They proceed silently to empty cushions. Aed looks around to see if he can spot Trudi.] A porter twinkles and lands softly. Mosey, Mimzy and Bob Qat are seated Mimzy sees her frend Morgana and waves. ' Will yoo sit wiff usses?' she asks in a tiny voice. [whispers to hur Pa Mosey 'hur is sew bootiful'] Diz is awl so, wunnerful. We brotted r majic stones dat Morgana gabe usses. I feal wike I gonna cwy cuz dis iz furry tuching, Mosey hugs boff hiz bitties n smiles at Morgana.. |
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A porter twinkles and lands softly. Mosey, Mimzy and Bob Qat are seated
Mimzy sees her frend Morgana and waves. ' Will yoo sit wiff usses?' she asks in a tiny voice. [whispers to hur Pa Mosey 'hur is sew bootiful'] Diz is awl so, wunnerful. We brotted r majic stones dat Morgana gabe usses. I feal wike I gonna cwy cuz dis iz furry tuching, Mosey hugs boff hiz bitties n smiles at Morgana.. [Morgana joins Mosey and the kits, smiling at their excitement.] Are you kits going to go up front for the presentation of the kittens? I know you're getting to be big kits, but you're not too old to partake. And I think your stones might benefit from accepting the blessing of the Priestess. This is touching, isn't it Mosey? This is the first time any of us Second World cats have attended. Morgana |
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Arriving at the Temple
Sundance walks in purrowdlee with Pit2nya on hiz arm.
She is wearing a crimsun drezz and hur wondurful red pendant onna blak velvit ribbun Oh I yam so hapy dat we arrivt in tyme furr diz spayshul seremonee! -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... It's almost midnight and Anaïs and Tiger's 'porter twinkles in the courtyard of the Temple; they walk in through the tall brass doors. The Temple is cavernous, with high ceilings, but well lit by many tall, narrow windows which let in the soft, silvery moonlight. Along the sides are many statues of Bast, and panels of paintings portraying her. In front is the giant, bronze statue of Bast; a kitten in her left paw and a sistrum in her right, with many bronze kittens at her feet; she is flanked by two smaller golden sphinxes. The floor is made of deep blue Lapis Lazuli inlaid with gold hieroglyphics, polished by ages of padded feet walking on it. Cushions are set up along the length and breadth, and the ushers have scattered flowers and petals all over. Frankincense and Myrrh are burning and fill the temple with their mystical fragrance. At the front right, at the keyboard of a huge pipe organ sits Hercule Lenoir in deep blue velvet robes decorated with gold; in front of him in their Lapis blue and silver robes is the temple choir of a hundred cats; Hercule is playing Bach's TOCATTA AND FUGUE IN D MINOR; the sound of the organ fills the temple. Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. As the temple fills, the music fades and mewing and meowing fills the temple. Suddenly the organ thunders, the choir stands and sings in unison, their songs reverberating off of the walls as thousands of sparkling lights shoot through the air. Mau, the High Priestess suddenly appears at altar at the foot of Bast's statue, wrapped in her black velvet robes. All that can be seen are her green eyes glowing and the glow of the large emerald scarab around her neck amidst the sparkling lights. In a soft voice Mau meows: "Fellow cats, we come here on the night of the New Moon before mid-summer's eve each year to bless the kittens of the world and introduce them to the first mysteries of the feline world. Let the kittens come up here, to the altar." A wave of kittens begin to file forward and fill the front. "My beautiful children, welcome to the Temple of Bast. This is your home, for not far from here, thousands and thousands of years ago, we cats first appeared on this planet. Ages and ages ago, we began our curious relationship with humans not far from here too, and not long after we appeared they came to adore us, and built this temple to worship us in the form of Bast, whose statues and carvings grace this temple, for it was us, cats, who changed their lives by making their granaries free of rodents, giving them the food that would allow them to establish a great civilization." [To be continued] -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "Whereof one can not speak, thereof one must be silent" Ludwig Wittgenstein,1889-1951 5/7/2009 12:29:29 PM |
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On 7 May 2009 17:02:00 GMT, Community Cats wrote:
[With a sparkle of teleporters Aed and Morgana lead a group of Second World kitties into the temple. The Second World cats are all wearing emerald green robes with cowls pulled over their heads. They proceed silently to empty cushions. [Aed hears a voice from his side; he was sure that no one was on the cushion next to him... He turns to see a cat in a lapis-blue temple robe with the hood up. All he can see are two yellow eyes and a gold scroll pendant with a glowing, blue stone] [Mercurio] "Meow, and peace be with you!" As the kitty drops the hood he sees Mercurio. [Aed] "Meow, and peace be with you, too! I could have sworn this cushion was unoccupied... but i guess I'm getting old..." [Mercurio] "Well, my friend" he says with his eyes twinkling and a mischievous note in his voice, "you know that the humans say that we cats seem to materialize out of nowhere!" [They both laugh] [Mercurio] You must come down to the library when you have a minute; I have some newly-found scrolls. They seem to be from the XIV Dynasty. Some Bedouin kittens discovered them just south of Thebes... Ahhh, but I see that you are with the lovely Trudi. Let me go back to the front and give the new Priests and Priestesses a hand. Look for me at the banquet." -- Ciao kittiez, Mercurio 5/7/2009 7:09:46 PM |
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Hihi, Anaïs an Tiger. Da tempul iz furry impressiv, an Maggy May lukz
ekstatik to see awl doze kittinz. Duznt Hercule luk nice? Rebecca "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... It's almost midnight and Anaïs and Tiger's 'porter twinkles in the courtyard of the Temple; they walk in through the tall brass doors. The Temple is cavernous, with high ceilings, but well lit by many tall, narrow windows which let in the soft, silvery moonlight. Along the sides are many statues of Bast, and panels of paintings portraying her. In front is the giant, bronze statue of Bast; a kitten in her left paw and a sistrum in her right, with many bronze kittens at her feet; she is flanked by two smaller golden sphinxes. The floor is made of deep blue Lapis Lazuli inlaid with gold hieroglyphics, polished by ages of padded feet walking on it. Cushions are set up along the length and breadth, and the ushers have scattered flowers and petals all over. Frankincense and Myrrh are burning and fill the temple with their mystical fragrance. At the front right, at the keyboard of a huge pipe organ sits Hercule Lenoir in deep blue velvet robes decorated with gold; in front of him in their Lapis blue and silver robes is the temple choir of a hundred cats; Hercule is playing Bach's TOCATTA AND FUGUE IN D MINOR; the sound of the organ fills the temple. Hundreds of 'porters are twinkling as cats from all over the world arrive, some with kittens, some without. Scottish folds in kilts; Japanese Bob-Tails in kimonos... They wave at Louise, who is sitting next to an elderly white Himmy, who they recognize as the Queen of Catengland. As the ushers struggle to seat the crowd, Anaïs and Tiger find a cushion near Hercule and wave, looking for Rebecca to sit with them. As the temple fills, the music fades and mewing and meowing fills the temple. Suddenly the organ thunders, the choir stands and sings in unison, their songs reverberating off of the walls as thousands of sparkling lights shoot through the air. Mau, the High Priestess suddenly appears at altar at the foot of Bast's statue, wrapped in her black velvet robes. All that can be seen are her green eyes glowing and the glow of the large emerald scarab around her neck amidst the sparkling lights. In a soft voice Mau meows: "Fellow cats, we come here on the night of the New Moon before mid-summer's eve each year to bless the kittens of the world and introduce them to the first mysteries of the feline world. Let the kittens come up here, to the altar." A wave of kittens begin to file forward and fill the front. "My beautiful children, welcome to the Temple of Bast. This is your home, for not far from here, thousands and thousands of years ago, we cats first appeared on this planet. Ages and ages ago, we began our curious relationship with humans not far from here too, and not long after we appeared they came to adore us, and built this temple to worship us in the form of Bast, whose statues and carvings grace this temple, for it was us, cats, who changed their lives by making their granaries free of rodents, giving them the food that would allow them to establish a great civilization." [To be continued] -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "Whereof one can not speak, thereof one must be silent" Ludwig Wittgenstein,1889-1951 5/7/2009 12:29:29 PM |
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On Thu, 7 May 2009 18:11:44 -0700, Rebecca's
nimble, little paws typed: Hihi, Anaïs an Tiger. Da tempul iz furry impressiv, an Maggy May lukz ekstatik to see awl doze kittinz. Duznt Hercule luk nice? Rebecca Hihi Rebecca, Sit down wif us heer. He sure duz, an hez a great moozicizn! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "Whereof one can not speak, thereof one must be silent" Ludwig Wittgenstein,1889-1951 5/7/2009 11:08:54 PM |
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