Cornelius is a very wise llama. He is a key player in the Magic Powers anthology, and is, in fact, responsible for ushering Christara thru her shamanic transformation into Magic Powers.
Cornelius is a shape-shifter. He can turn into anything he wants just by believing in himself.
The story of Cornelius in my own words:
I had just cut my hair off, and I felt totally vulnerable. Exposed. I never realized, until it was too late, how much I had come to rely on my hair. Not just as a tool of magic, or an armament of seduction, but as a place to hide.
Under my hair. Alone with my thoughts. My ideal way of life for, well, my whole life until I cut my hair.
Suddenly, fuck. People can see me, and I can see people seeing me. Their thoughts glare in my face with no hair to diffuse the energy. It's like a bombardment of things I'd never choose.
Chaos. With no unstoppable curls.
In jarring contrast to life betwixt golden ringlets,
but i digress...
I was freshly shorn, and thoughts around me were very loud. It was right about this time, on a cool, stark-blue-sky day when I was walking thru downtown Ashland, passing little storefronts on the plaza outside Lithia Park. That's when I heard it. That voice calling out, "heeey!"
( ( ( or was it haaay???" ) ) )
I knew immediately that whoever this voice belonged to was talking to me. I looked up, and my eyes were drawn to a window display filled with tiny white llamas. The kind you give a baby about to be born. There had to be more than two hundred of them!
They all looked like cute (but regular) stuffed animals in a cute (but regular) store display. Except for one. One of these llamas was not the same. It looked... alive!
I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It seemed so different and out of place amongst the fake llamas that I stopped short, my breath caught in my throat.
Look at that thing!!!
It had animus! Undeniably. And when I saw his eyes, it was like I was looking straight into the soul of a living being. I was stopped dead in my tracks, and I realized in shock, this thing is a PERSON. This has an intelligence. This is a magical creature right here and I cannot believe this is actually happening!
I wanted to walk to the display and put my hand against the glass. The needs of the many style. Stare into the eyes of this being in a hypnotized moment of unfolding fate. But I couldn't waste even a second because I didn't want anyone else to see this thing and REALIZE what it was, and take it!
In that fraction of a second before I raced inside and bought him, our eyes met, and I just knew this was one of those moments that would come to define my life. I flew inside and grabbed him from the display like a mother finding a lost child. I gave the store clerk $25 but I would have paid anything.
I could not believe it. I had a literal magical llama. Could other people see what I saw???
I looked into his eyes, locked in on mine. This was star-crossed fate, nothing less. I told him we were meant to be together, and that he must be very special to have called out to me in this way.
Then I asked him what his name was.
Cornelius. The answer was immediate. There was no thinking about it.
Cornelius! Of course it was. Horned one. It made so much sense. And somehow I knew that he had a horn. Maybe I couldn't see it, but he had one. And he was a shape-shifter. I wanted to know what he had been before he was a stuffed llama, but instead of answering he showed me mental pictures of all the things he could become.
I saw him grow long giraffe legs to read a book I was holding. I saw him grow a long neck and wrap it around me in an affectionate way. He flattened to the width of a piece of paper and slid into a tiny crack. He turned into a key and unlocked a door. He blew himself up into a purple rubber raft so I could ride him downstream on the water. Cornelius had the power to become anything. I knew it instantly.
From that moment forward, I felt like there was someone new around me. I felt Cornelius' energy signature, his forcefield. It felt like an actual person had come into my life. I perceived this person as someone separate and apart from myself.
He began, almost immediately, saying wise things, always pushing for the truth. We even had a saying: there's no way for the llama to lie. He became a sort of guru to me, and delivered many of his teachings in rhyme.
I'm Cornelius!
I'm a very good llama.
I like to teach u lessons
like a daddy or a mama.
I'm wise, all u guys,
so look me in the eyes,
I'm Cornelius, Cornelius!
I couldn't believe the knowledge and insights he had to share. And he had so much righteous courage. He was a divinely inspired devotee of yoga, kindness and truth. He also was brilliant. Cunning even. But he always used his powers for good. Every choice he made was the highest, most righteous choice. He had absolute faith. Absolute integrity.
Cornelius and I became so close that I never even felt it when, one day, the spirit came out of Cornelius and into my body. Which is how I become Magic Powers. Somehow this higher level consciousness merged with mine, and I changed forever.
Here it was, the enlightenment I had always been seeking.
And it came in the form of a stuffed llama.
ALL HAIL CORNELIUS
he's my friend til the end
Why you may want to grow your hair...
Feeling less than special? Distracted? Boring and uninspired?
You can decide right now to grow your hair and re-discover your uniqueness. Set the intention with a command in the energetic field, and your hair will stop other people's thoughts from getting too close to you. Hair is like armor for energy, even if you don't realize it. But when you do realize it, your hair power becomes supercharged because you raised the level of consciousness. COMMAND THE SPACE. Grow your hair with magical properties. Growing your hair is easy. As long as you have hair to grow.
Yes, this is an ad for growing your hair. We earn a gumball in heaven every time your thoughts get brighter and more powerful because you c h o o s e to d i f f u s e the thought-forms in the room after reading this message. Every moment you exist you are leaving an energetic imprint and thought byproducts, and if you have particularly good energy, other people's thoughts can degrade the quality of your energetic imprint. Letting your own thoughts bubble together without interference is the way to make your energy build up strength and power. Hair does the trick. It acts as an aperture between you and outside information.
Every thought is on a collision course. They hunt you out like heat seeking missiles. And if you don't block them, they can dilute and contaminate the YOUNESS you leave behind. It's easy to think your own thoughts when you aren't being bombarded with other people's. And some of you may see, perhaps for the first time, who you really are and what you really think when all those other people's thoughts aren't raining down on you like a meteor shower. And that's why you should have long hair.
HAIR. Spiritual antennae filaments.
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