Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Trolls, Oh My!
The above symbol is called a Troll Cross. I thought "how weird, who needs to protect themselves against trolls?" My ancestors worked with trolls, side by side, to build a church. You don't believe me? Read about Heddal Stave and the Rygi- He was my ancestor.
However, lore states that trolls are mean and nasty- ask the billy goats Gruff. They know. Most of you don't think trolls exist anymore- or ever existed. But I leave nothing to certainty when it comes to mythos. Just like it has been discovered that some people are linked to neanderthals genetically (both neanderthals and homosapians were supposed to have lived separately and not have mated), I believe somewhere along the genetic lines, somebody made a troll human baby. Or trolls became more human like and slipped silently into society. or maybe not so silently.
How can you spot a troll? you all know one. S/he's the loudmouthed pushy, powerhungry jerk in the room. (not all of these are trolls- but I think they might all have a wee bit of troll blood in them). They want their way, and if they don't get it, they try a different tactic to get their way: bullying, shouting, punching, name calling, passive aggressive techniques, pouting, etc...
I wrote a poem about a part troll human I once knew:
Big green ogre
so angry and mean
all he does is yell and scream
stomp and shout
turn my cabbage
I soak up negativity and stress from around me. This is why I hate being in a house with crabby, stressed, aggressive, people (psychic vampires). I can't even watch shows like punked or repoed comfortably- or any of those reality shows that focus on anger and stress. It eats at me.
I can sure see why someone would need a troll cross.