Albatross Prolouge:

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by AdventVoice, Moments ago
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This is a story of how I first began to fly! www.deviantart.com/adventvoice…

  I remember when I heard the word, I looked around to hear and see who spoke it. "Isn't that the same as a burden around one's neck? Nothing good can come from being seen as a yoked animal."
The viewer smiled, looked me in the eyes and says, " Today you learn of the power of perspective." With a stick they drew the Albatross in the sand, pointed at the dust ad pointed at me. "What does it mean?" I asked.
 
 "To you when I mentioned the word, you gravitated to the idea that keeps you on the earth, when in truth you have never unlocked your potential as a person because of your refusal to interact with the very being that gives you the urge to touch the sky, the Albatross is the King of Liberty and you whom claim to be the Liberator or a seeker of liberation have yet to address the ruler of it."  He says.

That's an interesting notion, I thought. "Aside from my desire for freedom, what makes you think I carry a burden for it, to the point you'd call me an Albatross. That is a tall order to put on someone you know, to put on a man, besides you telling me, who is going to believe "I" am He?" I continue to prob.

The shaman smiles , "As long as you carry that look on your face, speak as you do, and move as he commands you to, you are "He," The Albatross, and many will seek your wisdom."

I clap my hands in satisfaction, that was the first and only time a shaman has ever been direct with me. As he casts the cards to continue the ceremony, I continue to practice a rule I felt eased the transfer of intuitive prophetic dialogues. "As long as I remain transparent and honest, the shaman will be honest and transparent with me. If at any time they sense fear, evasiveness, elusiveness, they reflect much of the same. A real bother when you want direct answers from a clairvoyant."
I had to ask out curiosity, "What kind of woman would love a man such as I, born July 25 1988, six foot tall, Leo by star, Ruby by stone and Albatross by the word of a shaman, that likes the sound of his own voice?"

The uncanny nature of the revelation was surprising mind you. 

Imagine a man who knew not the story of why I traveled, yet he knew I carried a burden for Freedom, something fierce. So much so he claims Albatross to be my guide. "And where pray tell will he lead me? I am certainly not following a bird if his definition of Liberty is as vague as all the others."

The cackle of the shaman is earth shattering, "My friend you need not worry about where Albatross will lead you, for the two of you are one, it is inescapable, good or bad, no matter where you end up, either in defeat or victory, in the end it would have been charted, all you have to do is enjoy the ride."

 Yeah I never did like shamans.