| Elves and their Kithfolk cross the spanning aeons of time the Universe
has spun in its lonely single dance, moving from one era to the next,
spinning in and out new worlds and new stars into the sky. Terra is a
young planet and Sol a young star in the vast wonder of the
Universe yet it contains some of the most miraculous life ever created by
the Universe under Gaea's Eyes. Life that still looks up into the sky to
gaze at the glittering of Stella's Jewels, the stars, and wonder what they
mean, and what they had meant for themselves. For some time the
Humans believed themselves the only true sentient race that thrived upon the fertile lands of Terra under Gaea's
watchful gaze, believing themselves her only children; still legends told of others,
told of more, a different people. A People of the New Moon, Gaea's Blessed Children,
those that kept to her deep forests and isles where none would ever see them. Hidden
among the forests the Elven race thrived as well. As semi-nomadic tribes in the deep
forests of the northern Celtic lands. Small bands of families that kept to themselves
away from Humankind as much as they could, tending to the wildlife and the forests that
they lived in. Following traditions more ancient than themselves they lived on in
such a way in perfect harmony with nature, Gaea's Creation. Protectors, kindred
to the wilds, they danced with the Universe and Terra understanding the power surrounding
them. Aeriekith were their bond-sisters and brothers as they were the personified
natures of the Universe, Terra, and Gaea. Transformed from mere elemental forces
into actual sentient beings by the spirits of those who lives around them and believed
in them. The Elves were closest to the Faerie and all their kin following the same
understanding and the same dance. In time the Elven race became as legendary and
mythical as the Faerie themselves. Appearing in the folklore of the Celtic
people and of the times. As all things, this wonderous Age had to come to an end,
and it did suddenly. Without near enough warning the Great Strive, as most elvens
spake of it, was upon the Elven race. Discovered by the overwhelmingly blooming
Human population they were forced to defend themselves from extinction frist from the
warlike people of the lands that they in habited, then from the Romans as they faught
for their conquest of Gaul and other Celtic provinces. The Strive continued as a merely
silent war to the Humans for nearly a century, the Elves being forced to fight to
defend themselves developed weapons, where the ideal that most Elves are good with bows.
What better way to keep an enemy at bay than to hide in a tree and pick them off one
by one. The Elves faught with every grain that they were worth; magicks, swords, arrows
... but the end appeared to be nearing for them and their entire race. Then they suddenly
vanished. one like a summer squall the Elves vanished suddenly and abruptly at the end
of the Great Strive, none know exactly what happened to them. Jumping into a portal to
another plane of existance, another time perhaps? Their dissapearance was complete,
leaving nearly no trace of them or their existance. Naetheless, some were left behind,
these Elves were forced to live amongst Humans to survive, living silent and solitary
lives never knowing if another of their kin was out there... Now, many years later, we are
still here. Those who have lived their lives in silence must now seek out their other
kin, to become what we once were before. May the Elven race thrive once again as it did
before...may the Old Ways never be forgotten. Amerist A'Toll ================================================================ Who are the Elves? Elves are sacred stewards of all green lifeforms growing throughout the infinite galaxies. They are the primary planet planters, biosphere engineers, and new world terraformers. After a living biosphere is initially established, the elves become humble faerie foresters, perennial gardeners, and organic permaculturists. They love to produce new and amazing genetic strains, doing their part to increase plant biodiversity and provide a sustainable habitat for the creatures of the field and forest, gentle humans included. ================================================================ Dear elfin kin, The origin of our kind is shrouded in mystery...and while there are many theories, there is only our hearts to decide which feels closest to our individual manifestation. Perhaps the most popular idea is that the elfin in some remote aeon fell into conflict with each other and because of this became trapped on the earth plane...a place most harsh and cruel and filled with pain and suffering; however, one that we might escape from if we could only open the gateways to faerie and return there. This philosophy very neatly combines the original sin mythos of the christians with buddhist aspirations to free themselves of desire, thus karma, and escape from the wheel of perpetual reincarnation, thus suffering. This is also a reflection of the experience of the fourth root race...the Atlanteans and their fall. We, however, see this a little differently...it is our belief that we did not descend into manifestation (man-ifestation, materiality, physicality) because we fell into conflict with each other but that we fell into conflict because we descended into the material world. We were the second root race. What some occultists call the Hyberborians but which we call the Sidhe, the Seelie, the Fae or the Elven, the Eldar or Elder Race...plus many others. We were a luminous, ethereal people living in a world of gases and vapors which we shaped to our will creating vast civilizations. As time went on the world gradually (over millions of years) began to solidify, first into the semi-physical Lemurians and later into the ever more solid Atlanteans and Aryans. The Lemurian age was the period of satyrs, centaurs and all manner of being and the very first inklings of man that was to come. It was at this point, as Tolkein has so eloquently described that we had the opportunity to depart or actually remain in our etheric realms which many of our kind did, but a great number of us choose to become more and more physical...to clothe ours'elves in the stuff of matter which had many profound and quite a few unforeseen consequences. First of all, matter slowed everything down. In our ethereal, astral realms everything that we desired came about instantly...just like in a dream (after all we were living in a dream world). This slowing of our magic was rather frustrating for us but ultimately proved to be a shield against more dangerous consequences of materialization. For as we began to take on material bodies, we discovered that they tended to disintegrate easily and were not quite as easily repaired. We began to die (our bodies that is) and this death created a shock that began to affect our memory (have you ever woken from a dream only to have it dissolve a moment later?). Thus in each lifetime we were compelled to Vasata (awaken) and then Narwa (remember) our previous lives: a process we came to call Telpareon (far memory). The result of this Aqofeltu (forgetfulness) however was that in each life we became more and more lost in the illusion of the material world. However, the positive result of this...was that we began to develop our minds...previously in the Age of the Sidhe, we had had no real use for intellect...we simply didn't need it...we were dreaming after all and it was paradise. It was because of these two events....Aqofeltu (forgetfulness) and developing Zelsatu (consciousness) that the necessity for slowing down our magic became apparent. For, in truth, we began to think some very strange things and had they come into existence instantly we surely would have perished. Add to this the fact that there were still souls manifesting...that is souls that had not been with us during the Age of the Sidhe but were new souls being born without the haunting memories of our ancient peoples...it is these folke that we've come to call Man. These immature souls (and we can hardly blame them for being younger than us) naturally created even more confusion on the earth...they were without the experience that our souls had and like little children were inclined to make mistakes as most young souls do. Unfortunately, our own confusion about our origins did little to help the matter and it was not long before a certain amount of sibling rivalry occured. We looked with scorn upon their folly and they stared at us with eyes filled with envy and often fear...while they are not a particularly psychic folke like us... they have always sensed that we are different from them and they, having been incarnated into an age where anything different might be dangerous, often despised us. So here we are, and it hardly matters whether we see things one way or the other except for the fact that those who tend to believe that we fell into conflict and thus descended into the material world are usually, as we've pointed out, the one's who would like to escape from this world. On the other hand, those of us who know that we volunteered to come here are also determined to stay here...to reincarnate over and over again until we Master this realm creating bodies that are indeed Immortal...thus Elfin. And the means we have of doing that is through Derzorvadur (soul infusion). For let us face a simple fact.... that is while we have the spirits and souls of elves, we have the physical bodies of men and women. After all, that's what we've been talking about here, isn't it? Our minds, by which we mean both our linear/logical and spacial/feeling aspects (the two sides of our brain) are the channel between our bodies and our souls. When we vasata (awaken) to our elfin/otherkind natures we open the passage way between them and as we seek by will (magic) to live our lives as elves our bodies become Zorvain (infused) by our Der (soul - pronounced dear). We become Taluntain enlightened)... that is our Der, being light, irradiates our bodies... literally lighting up our bodies from within. In time we will gain Noralyn (continuity of consciousness from one life to another) and after that Elvaleryn (physical immortality - pronounced L-val-ler-ryn)...we are here to REALIZE OUR DREAMS...and become in reality those shining folke we've always dreamed ours'elves to be. We are not here to escape to elfland but rather here to shape this world, by our magic, into that radiant realm where love rules and magic heals and we dance and sing and create throughout Eternity. And each and everytime we make the effort to live our lives elfin...it grows closer... becoming real within us and in time between us, weaving a web of union which is...ELFLAND. kyela (love) the SILVER ELVES |