<html> <head> <title>Gar</title> <link href="./style.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" title="main" media="all"> <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0"> <link rel="icon" href="../img/runes/gar.svg"> </head> <body> <p class="center"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Runic_letter_gar.svg"><img src="../img/runes/gar.svg" alt="Gar rune" title="Gar rune"></a></p> <h1>Gar</h1> <p>Traditional meaning: Odin's spear</p> <p>Meanings when upright:</p> <ul> <li>stop asking</li> <li>you're not supposed to know</li> <li>wait and watch</li> <li>you must go forward on faith alone</li> </ul> <p>Meanings when inverted:</p> <ul> <li>you need to know</li> </ul> <hr> <p>There is not a known Norwegian or Anglo-Saxon rune poem for Gar.</p> <p>A modern poem:</p> <blockquote> <p>There used to be "forbidden questions"<br/> you would only answer with hesitation,<br/> would sometimes answer "no"<br/> just to throw<br/> a wrench in my anxiety's gears.</p> <p>Although<br/> I guess by now I should know<br/> that if you've loved me all these years,<br/> there's no reason you would stop now.<br/> Not after everything I've ever done<br/> or the atrocities I have yet to commit:<br/> your life is mine, you insist;<br/> I'm the only one you want to spend it with.</p> <p>I guess by now<br/> you've figured out<br/> that nervousness is my base nature,<br/> that while consciously I know,<br/> it hasn't pierced through all my layers.<br/> Hasn't come to reside<br/> in my left lung, straining for air,<br/> strung up with rope and left to die.</p> <p>It's said that Odin sacrificed<br/> himself to himself in this way,<br/> knowledge the thing that he sought.<br/> An alphabet to answer magic,<br/> guard rails for creative thought.</p> <p>Just as fated is Nidhogg<br/> to the roots of Yggdrasil forever gnaw,<br/> so I too lurk the underground of Yewiffe,<br/> stuck going in circles, unable to leave.<br/> This last rune standing at the end of time,<br/> a doorway out<br/> crossed out<br/> with two opposing lines.<br/> There's something in my past<br/> for which I am wracked with longing,<br/> but I can't find it<br/> and neither do I know what it is<br/> and going down is this ship<br/> and the blood<br/> in my lungs<br/> is pooling<br/> where the spear<br/> has pierced<br/> my side<br/> and in my own sorrow sans escape I am drowning.</p> <p>"I thought I told you-<br/> <i>I thought you knew</i>-<br/> that I'd never leave you behind."</p> </blockquote> </body> </html>