I quote the Raven in saying
Never more! Never more!
Never more again
Sing my song
Dance to your beat
Kill thy enemy
Save thou friend
Love your neighbor's wife
Hate your husband's life
These are the laws that we go by
The corrupted laws
So again Nevermore!
Nevermore the innocence
Nevermore the peace
Nevermore our happiness
Covered by greed and insanity
Lust and hate
Envy and death
The corrupted laws
The laws we go by
Nevermore sings the Raven
And nevermore again
Truly nevermore to be how we should be
Nevermore...nevermore...nevermore
NEVERMORE EVER AGAIN!
-Unknown
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Raven symbolizes the void - the mystery of that which is not yet formed. Ravens are symbolic of the Black Hole in Space, which draws in all energy toward itself and releases it in new forms. The iridescent blue and green that can be seen in the glossy black feathers of the raven represents the constant change of forms and shapes that emerge from the vast blackness of the void. In Native American tradition, Raven is the guardian of both ceremonial magic and healing circles. She is also the patron of smoke signals.
Raven's element is air, and she is a messenger spirit, which Native American shamans use to project their magic over great distances.
Ravens are considered a solar symbol in Chinese mythology. The three legged raven lives in the sun, representing the sun's three phases - rising, noon and setting. When the sunlight hits their glossy black feathers just right, they seem to turn to silver.
The Shinto Goddess, Amaterasu is sometimes represented as a giant raven, Yata-Garasu.
The pagan Danes and Vikings used the raven banner on their ships, in Odin's honor. These flags, usually sewn by the daughters of great warriors and kings, were tokens of luck on their voyages. Houses where ravens nested were also thought to be lucky.
Odin had two ravens - Huginn (thought) and Muninn (memory) who flew about the world, delivering messages, gathering knowledge and reporting back to him. One of Odin's many titles is Hrafna-Gud, the God of the Ravens. Odin's daughters, the warlike Valkyres, were sometimes said to take the shape of ravens.
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One for sorrow, two for mirth;
Three for marriage, four for birth;
Five for laughing, six for crying:
Seven for sickness, eight for dying;
Nine for silver, ten for gold;
Eleven a secret that will never be told.
My offering is simple. The things I have learned are my keys.
How many Ravens are there?
I do not know. One for Sorrow is enough.
