This morning I found a scorpion in my kitchen. It was right in the middle of the kitchen floor. It wasn’t there when I fixed breakfast. It was a fully-grown adult scorpion.
Central Texas has lots of scorpions. Mostly they stay hidden in the Wylde. I would impress my friends by saying “Do you want to see scorpions?” Of course, they would say yes, then I would strip back the bark on an old fallen dead tree and reveal numerous scorpions.
In Greco-Roman mythology it was a symbol of death. The Ancient Egyptians made scorpion amulets for protection and to ward off evil. My scorpion was an omen for me and was not killed or made into an amulet. I let it go in the front yard.
The Samarians connected the scorpion with the sun and scorpion-men. The scorpion-men are guardians of sacred gateways that lead to enlightenment and pleasure. Enlightenment is always good, knowledge is power, and wisdom shows how to use the knowledge. Pleasure speaks for itself and can be found in many forms.
Machaloth is a demonic witch that looks like a serpent-skinned woman with burning eyes. She rides upon a serpent scorpion demon. I did find a serpent creature in my garage today. Maybe Machaloth wants to play.
Scorpion is associated with the South. The Quarter in the South is hot and sometimes angry. I have associates in Mexico. They call everyday just to say hello and pass the time. Maybe there is more on their minds.
Akirop, a scorpion, the scourge of humanity, beheaded in a rare Masonic ritual. Let’s look to the lighter side of things and leave scorpions head intact.