And Now A Word From Our Sponsor
Hail to the god with horns! Hail to he who is nature! Hail to he who walks between this word and the next! Hail to he who keeps those boundaries! Hail to the lord of life and death! Hail to the god of all change! Hail lord of animals, and master of the wild places! In you I place my life and trust.

Three things from which never to be moved:
one’s Oaths, one’s Gods, and the Truth.
Let me always walk your path and never be lost.
“He is the god who crosses boundaries, and the god of change. He is the interface between Tribe and Land and between our world and the Otherworld. Through him goods can be passed from one realm to another, and valuable things can be gotten from raw Nature. He also manifests change as adaptability, as expressed by his antlers that drop off and grow back according to the season.” – Alexei Kondratiev
“I asked him what power he held over those animals. ‘I will show thee, little man,’ said he. And he took his club in his hand, and with it he struck a stag a great blow so that he brayed vehemently, and at his braying the animals came together, as numerous as the stars in the sky, so that it was difficult for me to find room in the glade to stand among them. There were serpents, and dragons, and divers sorts of animals. And he looked at them, and bade them go and feed; and they bowed their heads, and did him homage as vassals to their lord.” – Owain (The Lady of the Fountain), translated by Lady Charlotte Guest
“Beneath the sediment of aeons In ancient repose My trust lay eroded by age The old glory faded And past times forgotten My reign given way to my rage
Harmonious the centuries The land and I were one My Soil My water, My air Bringer of light And Master of night In balance The earth in my care
But with the passing of days A new wind came blowing With whispers of change On its wing This tide of corruption Laid siege to my world Usurping the throne of a King
Your new gods Your new ways All seek to dispel me With doctrines of fear built on lies The hidden one no longer I claim my dominion To the sun of your age I arise… “
- ‘Cernunnos’ by Faith and The Muse
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