Wasted Angel Wasted angelGargoyle rooftopsguardiansSee the cummingOfSinister Samdressed inshadowsarmed with switch blade Talents He can carve his Name Into anybody’s soul All aboardLast reproachHeremains aloneIn a distant Dusty seat Of the LastScheduledPassenger cartheL trainSlowly rollsaway… Three stops laterAt precisely 12:05am(the dicks would later call in) BrandishingHis knife-edgedneon IntentExposes her breast In Full form In publicContinue reading “Wasted Angel”
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The Hobo Code(part 1)
The Hobo Code(part 1) Crossing The MotherlandX’s & O’s Tic Tac ToeNever any winnersThe hunger grows The fire tells storiesWithin the eye of the Flame and Smoke crown riseInto the night sky BlackSootSkinBlood The Hobo CodeMarks in wooden polesSecret language of the freeThe invisible breathe Switchblade voicesRise and fallCoffee stained heart beatsWithin skeletal ribcagesBrittle HollowContinue reading “The Hobo Code(part 1)”
Reflection
Reflection Sullenly lostSleep walking Through lifeOne footIn front Of the OtherKris Kringle sang My heart Feels hollow Bang bangingWithin this Hollow cage Of bone Alone And the windCuts deep Of memoriesThat were neverBirthed And I find my reflectionLooking back at meIn a rain puddle Of tearsThat laysBeforeMy feet And With The reflectionI see you /Continue reading “Reflection”
Secrets of Wonka
Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory taught me even in my youth, the very secrets of life!Such quotes “open” your mind to receive other Deep universal messages, lessons and Truths. Nothing is truly what it seems. Reading between the lines raises your personal vibrations, and makes you more available to Spiritual growth! Becoming More “Don’tContinue reading “Secrets of Wonka”
Ancient Knowledge
This is what remaining of my old website. It was very large and extensive covering tons of different materials. It had been installed with All the bells and whistles, maybe one-day day I will find it and reactivate it http://www.Therealmj12eyestothesky.com
Ouija
Ouija Heavy humidCrisp velvet stalenessCool air drops To mystic bones Talk to meContact meCome through the veilof time and death Touch meHold meCrossing lettersback and forthYes or No Fox trot danceAcross the boardThrough SpiritualistsPromises madeI call on theeHave PatienceWorth of gold Mysterious OracleCan you answer meAnubisHorus OsirusThe riddle of the SphinxReceived through My planchette heartFingerContinue reading “Ouija”
The Hierophant
The Hierophant Seated on a throne ForevermoreBetween two mighty pillars One Law / LibertyThe other Obedience / DisobedienceThe actions of contradiction The Hierophant Wears a triple crownA purple gownEmbossed with golden revelryHe holds the keys To Heaven That rest at his feet He is the Pillar OfThe Power Conventional Traditions The representation of marriage InContinue reading “The Hierophant”
Empty Room
Empty Room Echo Echo EchoThe symphony ofCrickets And Tumble weedsEighty Year old Woman’sBarren wombThere is No life WithinThese Hollow Walls That Echo Echo EchoAs strangers pass by. MB93 2022
Hard Soil
Hard Soil The sun beats down Hard and Heavy like baked clay bricks. Burning Hot against his neckShoulders, and the breadth of his back, searing pain becomes numb over time of lengthy exposure. Vibrant red Red like a beet from exposure, He is close to the earth, tilling her dry almost concrete soil. Chipping here, Continue reading “Hard Soil”
Queen Bessie 👑
Queen Bessie 👑 Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie 👑”
All That Glitters
The “complete version” of All That Glitters*Book link Below************************************* All That Glitters Black bird sings, under her wingThere’s no safety in the silence carried upon the wind Her pain and misfortune of a Life denied a chance of breathHaunting her thoughts now Filled with heavy regrets Red spots appearedAlong with the fearSo vulnerable with theContinue reading “All That Glitters”
Red
Red This is my homeBeneath the crimson skyWading through nightmaresBathed in Holy Water of theivesMajestic forests vermillion nightsA thousand years pass before the nextblood is spiltChildren gather in ancient circlesGathering the rites and sacred hymnsScarlet drops fall from heavy rain cloudsThe wind carries the hopeless souls far off into the vast distance of remorseFrom withinContinue reading “Red”
Avenue of Desolate Angels
Avenue of Desolate Angels The chill pulled the warmthfrom the souls of their feetEach step rang out in a silent clamorPain echoed from heel to toe heel to toeTrapped in Hell between numb and nightmare Plastic cardboard fortresses lined the broken avenueMakeshift Fires kept abandoned souls aliveHeat is like oxygen necessary to surviveSubzero razors shaveContinue reading “Avenue of Desolate Angels”
Doc
Doc Boys boys in Levi jeansCut offs, too short too longFrayed The devil appears in phasesRipple Noir Fantastic Channel Zero static The constant buzzzzz rainslingering Dashboard smiles Nubile skin Sweaty elbows stick on vinel Neon stars reflect in the eyes A warmth of loneliness growsParascope eye consumedWithin the vacuum of lost soulsRedemption builds Amongst theContinue reading “Doc”
THE ALBATROSS
THE ALBATROSS They say that beauty lies… In the eyes of the beholderAnd yet lay in silence here Naked before you prostrate I pretend I feel Feel your heartAs I receive the hollow echoeDeep within your sordid bones Your will reverberating angst Your fear breeds wildfire woundsYour cause is less than emptyMy nausea all tooContinue reading “THE ALBATROSS”
Candy
Candy The Lower East Side clothed himConcreteBathed his soulHe dropped candylike Jesus gave away fishHe takes not saves souls This Fat Cat Groovy GroomerSpread out Fifty dollar thunderclouds like peacock feathersReeling in and stealingSixteen year old hookersJailbait on crackdrugstore prostitutesfedfrom his gaudeOver jeweledprimate hands A real Mr. East RiverBig BIG SmileOversized teeth andLIPSHis breath wreakingContinue reading “Candy”
Star
Star The warmth and genuine solitude were welcomed friends at the end of a typical hectic in and out of costume, on and off stage, everything rush rush rush day. She was more than ready to embrace this moment, to catch a beat, catch her breath, have a moment of clarity all to herself thatContinue reading “Star”
James Michael Francis
“I heard the NEWS today Oh Boy” 🎶 Beatles “There’s a sign on the wallBut she wants to be sure‘Cause you know, sometimes wordshave two meanings”Led Zeppelin Rattled by the forceOf the inevitable voiceI remember anxiously As the first day of school begunI remember the crisp airI remember orange leaf pilesI remember that youWe’re alwaysContinue reading “James Michael Francis”
Joan
Joan SheDraws a final breathFilled with heat and flameNothing but the word can Touch her The voicesThe callingHer destinyManifestedA child againstA kingdom Tortured AbusedAnd worseShe spit in the eyesOf corruptionOf Religious OrderPatriarchal BullshitShe smiled and wavedAnd said Fuck YOUTo All that conspiredAgainst her…You back stabbing PIGI Called you Lordand youWere (Never a Saviour)So Mote itContinue reading “Joan”
The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean.
The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean. Blue horizon with white crests as far as the eye can see. The sun plays peek a boo through clouds all day. The tide pushes and pulls with the wind, and the scent of salt water never truly rinses away. This is my Home. Let it be forever. PlantContinue reading “The Grass. The Sand. The Ocean.”
Third Rail Lines
.Finding her way back to purgatory Aboard the L train Somewhere between Eighth Avenue andChelsea street Raindrops and decaying buildings blur together in High speed motionpicture silence through fingerprint markings of cold public transportation windows Lost in the memories of yesterday’s from Rockaway Parkway and Coney IslandShe had once surrendered to his limp waxen style…Continue reading “Third Rail Lines”
Writing 101 – The Basic Plan
I.was about 32 when I retired from ALL creativity. Becoming more than a recluse, and solely involved with my family until 2020 Being bipolar probably, granted me with visions of grandeur, uniting the world to be a better place! Unity through community. Many voices coming together to create a singular vision, one of creativity. Harmony!Continue reading “Writing 101 – The Basic Plan”
Warlock. Witch. Vampyre.
In my eyesYou shall seeThe power ofThe sisters threeNature, orderPure intentionCommand the LawOf AttractionEarth, WaterAir and FireControl the elementOf Pure DesireWarlock. Witch.Vampyre. Moon.The mourning comesAll too soonWe are creaturesOf the nightOur bond beginsIn the twilight MB932022
Wood Cellar Vinyl
Afternoon Sun .The afternoon sunBeats down on allthat are exposed sittin’ on Brighton LineSlowly descendingThen silently disappearingmotionless beyond our visceral cognitive perceptionThis dirty City Skylinepaints murals of abandoned hope here we raise pigeons as cabbage we exchange dreams for sexual favours. Holly still haunted by her absences of yesterday this callhome Huddled in doorwaysThe shadowsContinue reading “Wood Cellar Vinyl”
The Keep
Lucifer’s Retreat The Keep By*(Matthew Bowers)*~93posted by The Editor on December 21, 2021 JourneyForward OnwardInto frozenAbyss Krazee milesStretch beneathIcicle hung sky InsanityCalamityAwaitNot farUp windingRoad Decades and decadesWorth of damned Thirsty Souls hauntThe front stepOverlookingInfernal cliffs Innocence to be lostTo play and danceIn dirty martini ways Across ballroom floorsPainted with dustOrchestral thoughts echoWithin bleeding fracturedMinds BrilliantContinue reading “The Keep”
Ascension
Listen…Can you hearThe the tiny voiceThat calls to you …To beTo be More? You are enlightenedYou … are Magickal People are blindAs to WhyYou are differentMore than they Can be They are not in tuneWith the universeWith…. GodThe divine creator TheyAre obliviousThey can’t hearThe CallWithin the silenceThat allows Us to beCreators, that can manifestBeauty InContinue reading “Ascension”
Peace Unto Me
Today was BullshitCrying Razor denied and driedCold on porcelain floor “Beaten Broken Tired and WornA soldier returns home from warGas Lighting Gas BombsFragmentary grenades ExplodeBurning up all signs of hopeOnly an empty vessel remains” I look into the mirrorWho are these tainted suicide eyesI feel them echo, hauntingDeep within my aching skull I am hereContinue reading “Peace Unto Me”
The Parable of Cannabis
Happy Happy Good News Now open up your fucking books to Matthew 13:24 The practically antique General Electric alarm clock went off with a wild chirping buzzzz that would drive any man with half his senses insane. He wondered if that would be covered in his health care program, if he had one. He flippedContinue reading “The Parable of Cannabis “
Magick Dove
Set them free What’s meant to beThe calm recitingWe clearly seeSoft, white featherThe changing weatherThe dogs are howlingBut do not enterMagicK callingHero’s fallingIn black forests Ancients knowingAll the answersSacred dancesAround the fireWe stood in trancesGoddess, alterIncense, waterShe’s the queen, The sacred daughter
Pola Negri
She caught me unexpectedly with that particular look in her eyes. Watching, wary, knowing, expectant, transcendent, alluring, tempting, anxious, wanting, suspenseful, sexual, with come hither reality that oozed mystery pulling me forever closer to her. In less than a moment, I knew… I was to be helpless. I would be lost in whatever spell orContinue reading “Pola Negri”
What’s the Story Mornin’ Glory
Rough draft and beginning .. There was an unspoken language that we shared. She called it beautiful as we lay beneath the morning sun. I whispered, “do you think that they can still hear us?” The twilight glow hadn’t left her eyes, and she smiled at me like a tomcat ready to feast upon it’sContinue reading “What’s the Story Mornin’ Glory”
On This Hallow’s Eve
Prepare the nightAll things seen & unseenRestless spiritsDance in the world’s betweenAncient magicKTales told so long agoNecromancyOf the will-o’-the-wisp’s glowNature Calling Pagan child reaching outBurning bonfireTo the song of Pan’s flute
I’m a Boy
I’m a Boy I’m just a boyIt Seems that I Just ended up Like that… Who and What we are Is So much moreThan what their GodHad created us to be We are the divineWe are the creatorsWe are in controlOf our actions andWho we choose to Be I choose To be Nothing andEverything atContinue reading “I’m a Boy”
The Price of Pain
I miss youI miss…… Us In my gut of guts…..I felt that my dream was too good to be true It’s like back to square oneSaid the universe……You really thought you’d actually “happy” and “have what you deserve”? Then ScatMan Ktuthers voice echoes from a trash receptacle with those familiar words….“I was born and RaisedInContinue reading “The Price of Pain”
The Gift #2 Starlight Woman
I never dreamedThat there could beA Lady StarlightTo fulfill my dreams Searching through the multiverseMystics Magicians and Gypsy QueensScrying mirrors casting runesThrough esoteric means I cast my lot as prophet martyrThe aeon of Aquarian ageErected a mental abbey withinWore the shroud of the coming sage Freyja smiled down upon meCrafting me the most precious ofContinue reading “The Gift #2 Starlight Woman”
Love Poem
~Love Poem ~ ✨ (for the most magicKal womanand Keeper of my Heart) ✨ There it was All out in the openNothing to hide Cept his bloodEngorged girthDeep Deep DeepWithin her whetFeminine smileSucking him inShe tightens herMuscles kegelContractions Tight warm hungryShe devouring hisCOCK with her pussyShe had Him She knewThrusting her naked assHARD into hisContinue reading “Love Poem”
Divine Purpose
“If things are done in divine order why do people pass suddenly, young, suffer?!” I used to ask the same thing… Never satisfied with the answers that I received… It’s kinda funny, to think of it now… In THIS moment…I just finished recording, and my head has this eternal rush that is somewhere between feverContinue reading “Divine Purpose”
Changed
I think it’s timeFor better or worseTo accept somethingIn my life The elusive museI poured my soul andHeart intomay never truly return Is it the price of gratitudeand praise that makesthe strongman weakby default? Whispered wordsWords shouted frommountain topsSexual desires revealedAnd expressively exploredI was always Morethan honest in my intentNd’ I wonder if I wasContinue reading “Changed”
Finders Keepers
Finders Keepers losers Weepers. If I come across a picture on Pinterest, Instagram, Facebook etc. and I feel like using it. So mote it be. It’s Done. Bring it…… The fire consumes … 🙏🏻💥🌹 Do What Thou Wilt shall Be the Whole of the LAW…. Love under Law, Law Under Will…… 93/93 For anyone thatContinue reading “Finders Keepers”
✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨
You are an empty Meme.. an unused sticker of both fate and loneliness… Spinning on a Pit over fire and coal This is where you will identify you *self* as headless as a pig the you are. Heed my words… Thy WILL be done, and sadly there is no return nor redemption for your emptyContinue reading “✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 