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Tolkien book has these passages

Deer (S. Aras[1]) were graceful creatures found throughout Middle-earth. Deer were loved by the Vala Nessa, and were said to follow her as she travelled through wild lands.[2]

In the First Age the Teiglin River flowed through a gorge west of the forest of Brethil.[3] At the narrowest part of the gorge was Cabed-en-Aras, "The Deer's Leap", where once a deer leaped across the river to escape a huntsman of Haleth.[4]

In T.A. 2941[5] Thorin and Company were in the process of crossing the Enchanted River when a dark-coloured deer bowled into the Dwarves. Although Thorin shot the hart with an arrow as it leaped there was no recovering the venison for the boat they were using floated away. Worse, the commotion caused Bombur to fall into the water, which caused him to fall asleep for days after he was rescued. Soon after, a white deer and her snowy fawns appeared on the path. The dwarves shot arrows at them but none hit and the deer vanished.[6]

In Sindarin, the adjective ross was often used to describe the copper colour of red deer.[7]


One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

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One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

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Tolkien in the forest.... 3rd time is the charm

This thing all things devours:
Birds, trees, beasts, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

Tolkien in the forest

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.


Here you see it most often in the fall

Tolkien in the forest...

Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.


Standing out among the ole oak trees in the glade I spied the two deer wobbling full speed ahead toward the cave tree. Peeking just past the trunk the neck cuddling had begun but one belonged to another and though such entanglements happen frequently in the forest it is with blessing. One sometimes has promises to keep and though the cuddling engaging, the rutting season shall become most fierce due to such brokenness. I moved to the side of the tree. Across the way within my field of vision another deer who had often played with the original pair with full blessing pounced out in a French swag coat moving in a way that told all others this was her show, her drama to manipulate. Suddenly four fawns burst out of the cave tree and went straight for the madam deer. Her making gestures that all was well and just a new friendship. The reaction of the deer who was taken said it all. Startled the deer plunged into the cave pulling her new friend inside. The madam deer surrounded by fawns who believed her gesture and calmed down slowly strolled to the cave tree with fawns following. In a few moments the madam deer and the deer who was taken exchanged communications much like a madam instructing one in the finer arts of manipulation. The deer who was taken began to cry uncontrollable, madam deer comforted in that special way that goes from comfort to acquisition. Now owned the deer calmed down and began the head chortling as the madam deer made loving foreplay. Once charmed and engaged the madam deer gave a new assignment the deer taken went back into the cave tree. Moving over to the pond I hung around with the dragon flies and played with frog and when twilight fell the deer taken came out with two fawns. Instead of the lovely bounce of playfulness the full wrath of some offense oozed out every cell of their being and spilled throughout the forest glade.

Graphic Artist Request


Had a graphic artist I worked with on writings ( and he writes too) make an unusual request. He won awards in his college years, did catalog work on handmade furnishings, some pure art pieces--- worked dried up in his Midwest area and life took him else ways but he still dabbles.

He recently got married so life better. He contacts once in a while though we do not work together any more like need project work or I have an issue please help.

His wife did a ADHD YouTube and wants to be a star. He wrote excellent and made infographics on time. He had to vent while doing and all I did was listen by Skype and email. How I learned of the graphic artist desire.

Here is the link. She wants the click. Feel free to send to anyone you know. He helped put food on my table and amused me on those long nights when we wrote for India.

Chris Hodge
Wed, Mar 27, 11:36 PM (1 hour ago)
to me

Thanks, Mary. aka theano7203

The link is

Hopefully we can reach a lot of people!

Demented Deer Musings Final Episode --would not want to impede the magic

My deer gal did not fully think out what rabbiting would do long term. I have already got my rabbit gal trained to bring me a pine cone for nibbling and one of those purple dragonflies from the pond for smoking. The psychoactive experience makes the rabbiting worth it. Rabbit gal now shoots pellets on the ground well like a rabbit. She almost has that squat thing timed just so that she leaves a trail of dots instead of a skittle pile.

But like I always told my rabbit gal you can't do it all in one day. I feel kind of lonesome without my old deer gal but she just wouldn't leave that French deer alone. My rabbit gal is faithful though eccentric. I am still learning how to hop on her back and do coordinated double decker hops. Getting on top the mother crying idol and dropping on rabbit gals helps just have to learn where to put my hooves. Well I guess I better quit. The other deer keep luring rabbit gal away for advice on snatching French swag.

P.S. Does anyone want a couple of rabbit gal kits, I think she is pregnant she has that look and that bulge. As we say in or deer and rabbit gal home now happy pellet trails to you...just follow the dots.............................................................................................................


As the sun rose on the horizon by the pond, a faint sunbeam pierced the branches of the trees. It landed on the base of the twin gods. Its gleaming white exterior nearly glowed on the hilltop with the sunbeam a diamond sparkle crescendoes then diminuendoes making the many deer nearby turn their head to see what the flash was all about. The same occurred on the back side of the twin gods from the opposite direction except evening sun accomplished it.

Sunrise, sunset dancing in sunbeams hoping for that moment of clarity like a diamond of placed light to happen where all the world becomes balanced then the music of the spheres bursts forth to give energy for the passing of the night. Where that journey takes one only the gods know.

Diamond gateways bring one into the light and a diamond gateway takes a deer out All get a preview for a time at sunrise and sunset so it will not be a surprise.
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