Long story short, a Ghanese witchdoctor friend, the real deal, of mine had given me an urgent urge to sacrifice a rooster as soon as possible for my wellbeing, and that it was recommended to eat this with my friends after the fact.

With Christmas upcoming, when we had yet to decide on what to eat, I drummed up my best friend and the two of us set on procuring a rooster and sacrifice it, by decapitation by knife, to the Lord God in His guise as the All Encompassing One, being the Holy Spirit of the God of all religions.

I settled on this spectacular young rooster:




I arranged for it to be paid in silver, two silver Dutch Guldens and a Silver Rijksdaalder, three coins containing a total of 20.16 gram silver (2016 - it worked out this way)

The whole family of the farmer welcomed us, the parents, theuir daughter and son, the young lad clutching the rooster in his arms.

We paid, left and went straight to my home.

I sharpened my VG-10 steel Japanese chef's knife, we said our prayers and went to the backyard, my buddy held the rooster. I addressed the Lord our God in the guise of the All-Encompassing One, with candles and incense burning inside on my altar, I offered the rooster, then gently seized him by the neck, exctended it, put the naked blade to his neck and severed it in a fluid operation.

The rooster kicked and thrashed longer than any he'd ever seen, I showed the severed head the setting sun and laid it to rest on the ground.

I had never taken a life before like that, as directly as that. It was very moving. I was vividly reminded of the euthanasia of my mother, and of the innocence in the young boy's eyes who handed us their rooster. It was not a pet, they were chicken farmers, but still..



After the rooster's body was fully limp we dunked it in boiling water, then went inside, plucked it, and proceeded to butcher it.



We then cooked it in broth for several hours to tenderize the meat of this 2016 rooster.



We put it in a freezer bag, the broth in a jug, and it went home with my buddy who will do the honors of cooking our christmas dinner.

I drew Tarot cards and I Ching after the sacrifice. The Witchdoctor among things, had said that the sacrifice among things would affect justice between me and certain people who do me wrong, and financial wellbeing.

I literally drew the JUSTICE Card and Nine Of Cups - Prosperity. On the I Ching I drew Hexagram 17 - The Following, and changing line 3:

Quote:

As you move through life, opportunities arise to develop associations with powerful, distinguished or worthwhile persons. Associating with good people brings good fortune. But each new connection with someone important requires an equal and opposite diminishing of a relationship you have with someone less important. The stouthearted leave behind what is inferior and superficial, and accept the challenges of developing new relationships.

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Asante said:

Thank you that you as a vegetarian are respectful of this, while it goes against what you stand for. That takes emotional maturity.

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Asante said:

Long story short, a Ghanese witchdoctor friend, the real deal, of mine had given me an urgent urge to sacrifice a rooster as soon as possible for my wellbeing, and that it was recommended to eat this with my friends after the fact.

With Christmas upcoming, when we had yet to decide on what to eat, I drummed up my best friend and the two of us set on procuring a rooster and sacrifice it, by decapitation by knife, to the Lord God in His guise as the All Encompassing One, being the Holy Spirit of the God of all religions.

I settled on this spectacular young rooster:




I arranged for it to be paid in silver, two silver Dutch Guldens and a Silver Rijksdaalder, three coins containing a total of 20.16 gram silver (2016 - it worked out this way)

The whole family of the farmer welcomed us, the parents, theuir daughter and son, the young lad clutching the rooster in his arms.

We paid, left and went straight to my home.

I sharpened my VG-10 steel Japanese chef's knife, we said our prayers and went to the backyard, my buddy held the rooster. I addressed the Lord our God in the guise of the All-Encompassing One, with candles and incense burning inside on my altar, I offered the rooster, then gently seized him by the neck, exctended it, put the naked blade to his neck and severed it in a fluid operation.

The rooster kicked and thrashed longer than any he'd ever seen, I showed the severed head the setting sun and laid it to rest on the ground.

I had never taken a life before like that, as directly as that. It was very moving. I was vividly reminded of the euthanasia of my mother, and of the innocence in the young boy's eyes who handed us their rooster. It was not a pet, they were chicken farmers, but still..



After the rooster's body was fully limp we dunked it in boiling water, then went inside, plucked it, and proceeded to butcher it.



We then cooked it in broth for several hours to tenderize the meat of this 2016 rooster.



We put it in a freezer bag, the broth in a jug, and it went home with my buddy who will do the honors of cooking our christmas dinner.

I drew Tarot cards and I Ching after the sacrifice. The Witchdoctor among things, had said that the sacrifice among things would affect justice between me and certain people who do me wrong, and financial wellbeing.

I literally drew the JUSTICE Card and Nine Of Cups - Prosperity. On the I Ching I drew Hexagram 17 - The Following, and changing line 3:

Quote:

As you move through life, opportunities arise to develop associations with powerful, distinguished or worthwhile persons. Associating with good people brings good fortune. But each new connection with someone important requires an equal and opposite diminishing of a relationship you have with someone less important. The stouthearted leave behind what is inferior and superficial, and accept the challenges of developing new relationships.

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I then proceeded to meditate with aid of MXE for the evening and night and stayed high all day the next day, and just now awoke after 9 hours of solid sleep.

This is the story of the sacrifice that was, and the christmas dinner to be.

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