I made my way back down to Greyfriars Kirkyard to visit Mackenzie once more, before heading back to the hotel room to pack. As I approached the cemetery from the street, I again experienced this very strong and unpleasant feeling, of my energy being drained through my body, as though it were going from the top of my head, then down down into the ground ... It was like a intense inner dragging sensation, that made it hard to walk. Something big was beneath the ground in this city. I looked onto the pavement outside the cemetery gates and there was a sign from Mackenzie.
'YOUR JOLLY GOOD GIFTS FOR SUMMER'. Then I looked up and a car passed me with the plate [AHHHH]. It was him. He seemed to be in a good mood somehow, as if by leaving him the bookmark I had 'amused' him. Sardonic, condescending, jovial, a bit nasty too. I thought, well, he seems to like the gesture okay, which is a good thing. I did not wish to offend him.
Yet I also felt I should not be here. That I had come too often already.
I went to The Black Mausoleum and took a few more photos, as he began to drift in as a black fog.
He was around, but he didn't seem as strong somehow.
It began to feel like I was doing something wrong, like it was a dirty little secret.
I was a bit disappointed, as I had wanted to find out more about him.
I had never been the type to hang around tombs or cemetaries.
I avoided them as a child. I had no interest in them. No fascination. No reason to visit them.
I never even attended funerals.
I didn't know what was wrong with me and why I kept coming back.
I looked between the headstones towards the gate to the Covenanters' Prison and it seemed to ripple in the stillness of the deep mauve evening.
I felt that there was an opening there, some kind of gateway to a greater reality. And that this 'reality' was underground, inside the earth. And that there was a huge 'consciousness' operating beneath the earth. Once again, I prayed to God that I wouldn't die in Edinburgh, in case I might be sucked down into it. I feared for the people living and dying in Edinburgh, on the edge of this ... I felt that it was going to claim thousands when they died, and that they were going to be sucked down into it.
And while it still felt like I was 'under observation' by some invisible force, any semblance as to what might be hidden just beyond my perception, or beyond this reality, continued to elude me.
A symbol of some kind was on the ground outside the Covenanters' Prison. I walked straight towards it. I knew exactly where to find it in the dark. It was a forked tree branch with a cross over it.
Then two birds flew across the top of my head and into the dying light of a long Edinburgh twilight. This was a sign that it was time to leave this place for the last time. I left the cemetery. I caught the train to Glasgow early the next morning. I boarded the plane for the long flight back to Australia. [Update 2013-14: This was The Knight. Either how he would have himself represented, or how The Dragon would have him represented. The line "See You In The Valley" refers to a place called Eva Valley, where I was to eventually move, once I returned to Australia. Much of this song shows how Mackenzie, or The Dragon, saw the situation.]
To Cut A Long Story Short - Spandau Ballet
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