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Vârcolac and Pricolici, the Werewolves Dr Raven Doick M.s.D. Chillicothie Romani Lycan Society Feb 2, 2016 all rights reserved A vârcolac in Romanian folklore may refer to several different figures. In some versions, a vârcolac is a wolf demon. Like the Norse Fenris, the vârcolac can swallow the moon and the sun and is thus responsible for eclipses. Some legends say it is a ghost or vampire (Strigoi) while others say it is a werewolf, although it can occasionally mean "goblin". The word vârcolac is a loan from Slavic (cf. Bulgarian varkolak, vulkodlak, Greek vrykolakas), meaning "werewolf" (etymologically "Wolf's Fur"). A Pricolici (same form in plural) is a more definite werewolf in Romanian mythology, whereas the vârcolac can sometimes symbolises a goblin. Pricolici, like strigoi, are undead souls that have risen from the grave to harm living people. While a strigoi possesses anthropomorphic qualities similar to the ones it had before death, a pricolici always resembles a wolf or large dog. Malicious, violent men are often said to become pricolici after death, in order to continue harming other humans. Even as recently as modern times, many people living in rural areas of Romania have claimed to have been viciously attacked by abnormally large and fierce wolves. Apparently, these wolves attack silently, unexpectedly and only solitary targets. Victims of such attacks often claim that their aggressor wasn't an ordinary wolf, but a pricolici who has come back to life to continue wreaking havoc. In respectful recognition I share with all words of wisdom from our Tradition to yours. The Lycan Gypsy King My Gypsy King travels with the wind Not knowing when it comes The stirring deep within his Soul Always hearing The Distant Drum The Magick running through his veins Very Old and Wise and Deep Never ceasing Coursing and pulsing Even as he sleeps His Heart pounds Hard and Fast and Loud His Love runs Hot and Fierce The Wolf is his companion At night their Howls do pierce He Drums his Magick with eloquence His swirling energy flies To capture him To cage him Would surely mean he'll die So fragile is his essence Intense his visions be One simple glimpse inside his mind Would appear insanity His wild and untamed nature Baffles the "civilized" world His Truth be screamed for all to hear To some~the ranting of a lunatic You may be wounded by the blast There may be wounds to lick His Dance is like a Whirlwind Intriguing passersby Enticing to the center Right to The Hurricanes Eye Love him fully Love him freely Never ever fear Much like his Wolf They smell the scent Best not to get too near But once allowed to touch his Soul The Gifts will never cease He'll hold your hand firmly And walk with you Until his hands released This Gypsy King will dance through life And unattached remain His never lacking attitude Keeps bringing Gifts his way So complicated~yet so simple Much like the Universe Receiving always what your giving For better or for worse So Love him or hate him To him it matters not Never an excuse or apology made Always to fire a warning shot I gave up trying to explain Quite a while back He wears a Mirror in front of his face Which appears to be attack This poem I write will only serve To thoroughly confuse But to those who know this Gypsy King Will surely be amused Every Word is written with Love In knowing I may be The only one who will ever get him The total flip side of me Twin Flame Gypsy Souls traveling through life Burning and blazing ever so bright But even Bonfires burn dim And if not fed~burn out So until that day~ if ever should come Well care for~well nurture~and hold in the night On this I have no doubt 2/12/12 ~~~Long Live The Gypsy Lycan King~~~ ♥

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Comment by Enigma on June 9, 2016 at 5:35pm

Very nice.


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