Yggr: The Bliss and Terror of Existence
Yggr: The Bliss and Terror of Existence
There are three wells of energy within each of us:
Three wells to flow and morph our fate in this mortal life.
Three wells that contain vast magics-
And knowledge of all that we were, we are, and will be.
Each well flows both ways and into one another,
Like three great interlocking rings of power:
Three Goddesses of Fate inside us;
Three Gods of creation inside us.
Each of our infinite souls create forms with thoughts.
Each of us collectively contribute to this Ymir-ed reality.
Each of us either portion off part or in whole;
Our immortal self to experience mortal life in this Midgard Realm.
The Well of Hvergelmir is the bubbling bodily well;
That flows out of our physical form into this Midgard plain.
It is the push of will into the world, the changer of minds,
The mover of bodies, and the shaper of shapes.
Hvergelmir is patterned by the powers of this physical realm
And is pushed and shaped by the Well of Mimir which flows-
Beneath its wide basin of shapes. It bubbles forth from-
The creations of our thoughts and flows into streams of energy about us.
It acts as both river and basin; flowing out and shaping the land;
Drawing waters towards us based on the nature and force of our Need.
Tides from Mimisbrunnr below rush to draw physical experience to us-
And Hvergelmir shapes how we react and thus weaves outwards form us our fate in this realm.
Hvergelmir shapes the Skuld of our fate.
The Well of Mimisbrunnr is the vast well of the mind
Which flows into the Well of Hvergelmir and rests upon
The trenched deep of the Well of Urdrbrunnr.
It is the place where thoughts are formed, broken, and reformed again.
Life’s events drawn in by our need through Hvergelmir’s tides-
Feed the rich waters of Mimir and the forms that swim in its depths.
Great beasts swim and merge in such fertile waters of the mind-
Forming and unforming thoughts and systems of thoughts.
The beasts that swim in the Mind’s well are born from the Urdrbrunner’s birthing trench.
They feed upon the causality caught in Hvergelmir’s skuld-woven webs of fate.
Singing, they delight in deep waters rich with blood and the doom of the dead.
They are creatures that come from what always was, yet are adaptive to what is becoming.
Mimisbrunnr shapes the Verdandi of our fate.
And below the Well of the Mind, exists the deep chasm of Urdrbrunner;
A place of delight and terror beyond measure, filled with lifetimes of knowledge-
And yearnings never fulfilled. For she is the mother of monsters
And the keeper of all that is unseen and unknowable by the human mind.
For the mind to unearth her depths is to court madness and unleash monsters-
Not seen for thousands of years in this realm. Yet from her, the Ancient Powers
Flow into our minds and into this Midgard Realm; more mysteries than man could fathom
And more power than we could possibly channel or understand.
Yet this trench lies right below all of us: a bringer of doom and delight to the soul.
Shadowed Hands rise from the deep to weave wyrd and need in our lives
Unfathomable turn of events and strange yearnings that seem to guide us as we walk.
The more we see of Urdrbrunner, the more we sense our naivety of the vastness of existence.
Urdrbrunner shapes the Urd of our past and contains all that has been.
For the past rises up to shape the present, which weaves the future;
Yet few of us choose awareness as we walk upon this Midgard Realm.
For to place an eye at the bottom of Mimisbrunner, peering into the eternal depths below;
Courts a type of madness that separates Self from the rest of the minds of mortal men.
When we see that we are infinite in our own selves, we begin to feel the loneliness of existence.
Midgard’s delights become apparent for this Forge of existence shapes our Self-
Into creating connection with other beings from other vast and infinite spaces.
Fate gives us chance to know another soul, traversing the vast knowledge of the infinity between.
- Christina Marvel
