A warrior from an indigenous tribe who was very respected and the daughter of a woman who had been the matron of the tribe fell in love and deeply loved each other, and they had thought about getting married, for which they had permission from the chieftain of the tribe.
But before formalizing the marriage they went to see the Wizard, a very wise and powerful man, who had elixirs, and incantations, incredible herbs, to know if the stars were in their favor, if the Gods would protect them.
The wizard told them they were good boys, young and that there was no reason for the gods to oppose them. Then they said they wanted to cast a spell to give them the formula for being happy always...
The wizard told them: 'Well, there's a spell we can do, but I don't know if you're willing because it's quite laborious.' 'Yes, of course,' they said.
Then the wizard asked the warrior to: climb the highest mountain, find there the most vigorous hawk, the one that flies highest, the one that seems strongest, the one with the sharpest beak, and bring it back alive.
And the wizard told her: it won't be that easy for you, you'll have to get lost in the mountain, find the eagle that seems to you like the best hunter, the one that flies highest, the strongest, with the best gaze, you'll have to catch her alone, without anyone helping you and bring her alive here.
Each one went out to fulfill their task. Four days later they returned with the bird that had been entrusted to them, and asked the wizard:
What do we do now? Do we cook them? Do we eat them? Do we take their blood? What do we do with them?
The wizard told them: Let's do the incantation:
- Did they fly high?, he asked.
- Yes, they said.
- Did they fly high?, he asked.
- Yes, they said.
Were their wings strong, healthy, independent? Yes, they replied.
Very well, said the wizard, now tie them together by the legs and let them go so they can fly...
So the eagle and the falcon started tripping over each other, tried to fly, but all they could manage was rolling around on the floor, and hurting each other mutually, until they started pecking at each other.
Then the shaman of the tribe told them:
-This is the incantation:
-This is the incantation:
If you want to be happy forever: BE INDEPENDENT AND NEVER DEPEND ON EACH OTHER...
10 comentários - El conjuro del brujo (erótica-para pensar)
cada dia mejor lo suyo amigo !!!
Muy sabio el brujo.
Pero para lograr que esa formula mágica sea exitosa el hombre debe renunciar antes que nada al egoísmo, y este proceso requiere una madurez extraordinaria para esta época tan egocéntrica...de todas formas es posible...
Por lo menos yo que también soy brujo, pienso y vivo de esa manera...
Gracias por permitirnos soñar
Un post altamente educativo...
Lluvia de bendiciones para un gran posteador y uno de los primeros referentes del brujo al ingresar a Poringa!!!
brujo777 P! mi pasión
Más allá del comentario suyo -que como siempre es mejor corolario del aporte que el aporte mismo- estas últimas palabras no solo me han dejado anonadado sino que representan para mi persona un halago inesperado y que me llena de orgullo.
Sus palabras no harán que me sienta ni vanidoso ni arrogante, por el contrario; mi humildad se verá reflejada en cada post que no es mío, si no de todos ustedes.
Muchas gracias por permanecer 🙌
Felicitaciones magnum!!
sdpv P! Gracias por el post