Echoe chamber lost fuitionFalse delay people panic axietyAmong the void beyond the calmSilent words gather nevermoreEmpty trials born from mysteryShore to distant shore falls silentNeon glistening heavy nuanceAncient bards sing truth for loveAs songs of purity cast as painLegion smiles as that’s his nameThunder rips holes through dreamsThe innocent quaterd cast as martyrsSecret shadows growContinue reading “City of Mystery”
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Friends of Fire
Friends of fireFriends ofgreat wastelandSister of MarianYou never cared Oh Babylon RisingI was more than wrongThe blind elementalOf the Scarlet WomanThatFor meNever Existed Through tempered fireAnd Pain forged before meI behold secrets and liesThat I was Never clever enuffTo bare or endure as NowYour purposeful silenceIs absolutely both poisonAs well as deafening The wasted RiddleContinue reading “Friends of Fire”
Fear-cuairteachaidh an t-Solais
OutlawFatherSon&Saint He’s boken breadOn the mountain topsHe’s spun wordsInto goldHe is peaceHe is FireHe isA force to beReckoned with Ancient fables of OdinMagicK Wisdom PoetryValkyrie songsThe mourning comesFor people that fear TruthHe ispersona non grata Holy scripturesLiteratureSpawned from a placeof True SpiritualityThere is no place for DogmaOnlyTrue Acceptance The Moon FullThe Calling echoesChildren of theContinue reading “Fear-cuairteachaidh an t-Solais”
The Calling Mission
For better or Not, thiss is who I Am … I am Here to fulfill my Calling, I am here, to assist, inspire and to be a friend. It Is a tough Calling, there is more than a little heartbreak. When someone has potential, so much potential and you get to feel privileged to helpContinue reading “The Calling Mission”
Letter to the Goddess
Have you ever seen those movies, of explorers in the heavy jungels. Where there is a thunderous drumming in the distance and you can feel the tension building building until you can feel it bursting through Your chest!!!!! I have and that’s how I felt, when I began to write, like I was in aContinue reading “Letter to the Goddess”
The Chaff
Separating the wheatFrom the chaffDiscarding the uselessFrom the beautifulAlchemy performedWith the sting of a beeNatural order of what’sMeant to be as the throngsOf divinity Shine uponThe reflective Growthof grace cumming untoIt’s own.So mote it be93
Amelia
mover makerspiritual quakermistress of the Greyof Light & Dark she is priorityGaia smiles andApproves She IS the strengthOf So manyUnknowingly she willBe the voiceof those silent Delicious MagickBeach wind capturedIn her golden StarrHalo She invokesKali to be at her sideRolling ThunderDown and UnderShe looks Up andSees you with fae eyes Now timid she growsFrom fawnContinue reading “Amelia”
The Riddler
He Stood staring from the sandsIntoAncient eyesWatching Warm Arid windCascaded acrossHis backThrough khakilinen shirtAnd TrousersHis mindCycling throughTime Eternal questionsAnswered withoutComprehensionErected In the Age of LeoA Hallmarkto thoseIn question Lion eyesPharaoh cowlEgyptian stoic ExpressionThe desert songEchoed Mileso’er dunesAcross the Plains Riddle meThat Standeth Before meCall uponMy nameI am between the pawsOf theeWhat has Thou toAsketh ofMyContinue reading “The Riddler”
Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon
Here…. 93/93… ✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon …. I see through bullshit intents and the lies of the broken bird of eternal potential and this laying corpse of the dead butterfly of change that would and could not. I See Things that do not manifest within the eye within the Eye of Horus, before us,Continue reading “Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon”
Punk Hostage
I amthe truePunk HostageI am boundTo Rules that thereAre … No RulesI am LawlessIn a world I do notBelong inI am choppyPower chordsThat screamThrough the nightI am Lucky LagerFrom Rock n RollRalphs I am theMystery under theCap.I am a banquetteA FeastI am free fixingsat AMPMAcross the WhiskeyI am broken bottlesBehind El CompadreI am the mariachiWithContinue reading “Punk Hostage”
Under The Silver Screen Moon
That was my life….. Walking the streets of Hollywood at night because I had no where to go, it was better to be high moving on. Under the silver screen moon than stop for rest and end up on the sidewalk, even for a moment, admit defeat, homelessness, hopelessness better to move on, there wasContinue reading “Under The Silver Screen Moon”
Man on the Cross
He hangs thereWith an ancient stareThat boroughs through Your soulHe is HolyThe man called CrowleyThe Wickedest ManIn the World Chaos Magick sexualDesireThe voice of AiwassHorus childMystic UnionThe Book of the LawDo what thou wiltCeremonial call Magician PoetPhilosopherSpyThe Diary of a Drug fiendVisionary scribeIronically mocking martyrs as jokesCarrying their belief systemsUpon them as yokes The arrivalContinue reading “Man on the Cross”
Eclipse of the Day
Eclipse del dia MísticoOráculoResidirDentro demi calavera Hogar de huesoy tuétanolengua coptade Thule marianotomo tuManoDebajoEl hierroCruz Negro solbrillaMagiaKy pérdida sangramosUn secretopacto Eclipse of the Day Mystical Oracle Reside Within my Skull Home of Bone and marrowCoptic languageOf Thule MarianI take yourHandBeneathThe IronCross Black SunshinesMagicK and loss We bleedA secret covenant MB93 🖤
A Mornings Gift
Morning arrivedThere wasSomething oddSomething strange Something…. Different he was nowAware of Nothing around himHad changed? But what was this? He traced with the tipOf his forefinger upon his lipsSomething foreignSomething newCurious? A smile! 🌛🌝🌜
Even Vampyres Sleep
Distant echoes haunting Crimson through the nightWe are oneWe are strongWe are eternalBrilliantBeautifulWe feed upon the youthWe belong hereThe true bloodlines prevail In the wake of awarenessPulsing rapture feedsWe dance before the coming sunIn defiance we slip awayUnder ground we thriveAs they continue onIn their earthy delights MB93
Coming Vibrations
She stands in a house of open glory, with floral visceral extending gratitude, sentient beauty, grace of awareness… around a virtual gathering embracing all that transpires in waking spiritual magicKal knowledge. Here… then… forever more, a family of creation reaches a distant mount of New holiness without repression or descension, but rather in a trueContinue reading “Coming Vibrations”
Testament
Life is breathed experienced worn as a crown a halo of chakra enlightenment blessed with the pureness of intentional manifestation WeAre children cloaked in innocence beneath the shadow of our lunar goddess AndBeneath this blanket I hold you tight that you might not slip away and the dream be spoiled for together we are tetheredContinue reading “Testament”
Ice Cream Summer
Damage controlDeicide annihilationFever pitch humidityWe live by anarchistDesign Gasoline dreamsPropane thoughtsWailing screamsEchoingBehind the scenes Bonded by blood oathsYouth oblivious to fireAnd decay We are our identitiesReflections of societyIn it’s quirksome games Insanity and madnessPrerequisites of initiation You’ve scene this all beforeThese are the rules you createdAnd carry outAmong the masses MB932022©
Gods
“I think that the god(s) are the same archetype, energy and even personalities. The gods are from Many different places, have many different faces, are spoken to in many different languages, created from many different origins, but the essence of the god(s) Are the same however”MB93
Empath’s Calling
*trigger warning to empaths* Be Strong, Be IndependentBe Whole, Be focusedRemember Not everyone can changeEnergy Vampires Are RealDon’t let them Feed off of youFocusing On self is Not selfish!MB93
Magicians
Magicians being heretics!!! to me is so so So … Christian…. I believe magic(k) is spiritual Law manifest…. Not brews and caldrons … But tapping into universal Law with understanding..That’s Magic(k)!MB93
The Coven
We are oneWe are AllWe willingWaiting forThe Call BeelzebubAsmodeusLuciferThe DevilBaalSatanMammonMardukNergal Shine thy lightHear our desiresOur Coven restsAt your fires HigherHigherBeyond this mortal realmStronger than bloodWe are compelled Through mystic ordersSecret ritesWe are the sistersThat belong to the night MB932022
Need a Book Cover?
I’m starting to do customized Book Covers for authors and posts, I can even do Album covers and Posters/ Broadsides as well. If you are interested in a quote or sharing an idea for appraisal you can reach me at @TheCallingStore on Instagram @thecalling93 on this website @thecallingstore93@gmail.com Here are some of the designs IContinue reading “Need a Book Cover?”
Voye Pa Lafwa
Mourning leavesHung out to dryPouring rain Blanketing loose and Heavy sorrow Willows weep their lonely Afternoon songsWhile pools of fallen tearsGather into deluge fè lwanj poufè lwanj pouThe skies are so fullThe body count goesAs shadows grow Let there be a breakLet us burgeon to the sunLet wicked spells and cursesBind the wretched souls lostUponContinue reading “Voye Pa Lafwa”
Prison
Do you runWhen your timeHas comeThrough absintheCorridors throughLabrinth halls Left RightLeft againHunted downDisappearing Deep withinThe maze of chaosYour consciousConsumes youVoid of pathos HeavySlowTrapped in gravityWading through tarDisjointed reality ConsumingBemusingLosing your way NoxiousInnoxious Your soul decays Trapped in these catacombsFaceless souls do roamThe annihilation of egoImprisoned in the shadowsA nuclear silhouetteCast onto the wall A slaveContinue reading “Prison”
Poem Echoes
A poemLike a Phantomrevealing itself from the pastclimbing through the veil into today’s consciousness Poem echos are reverberating within your skulllike a surprise on Easter morningWhen a knock at your door reveals Halloween trick or treaters Bags outlookin’ for candy as you invite children in costume into this realityas an unexpected yet welcomed surprise TheContinue reading “Poem Echoes”
Why All The Anger And Self Entitlement!?????
I’m generation ZYou cannot ignore MeI’m angry I am swamped in creditLiving in my mother’s basementFilled with Rage of what to SayI have So many opinionsAnd No solutionsThis is what’s wrong with the woldThat’s what’s wrong with the worldAnd I am being repressedNo one will hear my GIANT VoiceDemanding CommandingAs unoriginal as I Am It’sContinue reading “Why All The Anger And Self Entitlement!?????”
Throw Away Kids
What happens when sociey leaves you better off for dead. Neglected and abused by a broken system kids lash out and reclaim there voices. Orphans and unwanted children forced to fend for themselves in a world that they don’t have names or faces. This travesty has gone on for centuries and continues to this veryContinue reading “Throw Away Kids”
The Code Of Hammurabi
The Code Of Hammurabi They Omitted my nameTried to strip we of My powerMy InfluenceMy Touch of chaos Fear expressed asSilence by the King ofBabylon himselfWearing the shroud of ParaskevidekatriaphobiaAkkadian diorite steleCarved in EbonyUnearthed and ForeverDepicting in the oldest LawsThe eternal Sun God ShamashDictates the rules for Man I amthe unwantedThirteenth guestwith a kiss fromContinue reading “The Code Of Hammurabi”
2 B Royal Sexy
Electric SexyPurple ReignDeep knowingCosmic AwarenessBrilliance Radiating fromA Violet star Noble PassionWeakens kneesBreaking rocks With waves of Lust and DesireDancing NobilityChaos circles Leaps and boundsComplete and Total controlOver everyMuscle And NuanceThrough musicRoyaltyBorn of the crownMaster of motionMelody emotionIn the glass reflectionOf a television screenI have realized my dream MB93
Spiritual Truths 101
“The Closest distance between two points is birth and understanding your divinity”MB93
Ceremony Girl
Here is a piece exclusively from Something Witchy This Way Comes, published by Deadmans Press Ink *available on Amazon, link for the Deluxe 2nd edition is featured below Casting the magick essence of Gaia, stoking the flames of eternal goddess, the delicate voice of ancient wisdom, shines in her eyes….. Within her ancient soul, liesContinue reading “Ceremony Girl”
SWTWC latest reviews:
“Anyone who has ever thought that magick might be something to dream about can find out the true meaning with the words by Matthew Bowers in his new and exciting book Something Witchy this Way comes. He uses his words like sable tipped paint brushes on a cotton canvas. His delectable dictionary of magick andContinue reading “SWTWC latest reviews:”
Letter to Stephen
Dear Stephen: Thank you, It was absolutely lovely to hear from you today. It’s quite amazing how receiving a simple parcel can brighten one’s day. Your words have filled the void of your absence. What a wonderful glimpse into the boy that would become the man, the writer! I can’t help but envision the soundtrackContinue reading “Letter to Stephen”
Poets
“Poets are ghostsWaiting to happen Lyrical specters That share wordsThat will live onLong after weHave ascended fromThis materialDispensation” MB93
To You…
Within these empty set eyesConjuring pain never satisfiedReel in the hunger Reel in the lustDrinking whispers from the dustAgain and again basking in painNevermore lost in refrainDance over cinders capturing fireThe burning within growing desire… ❣️🦇🐈⬛🌛🌝🌜🔥 MB93
Amethyst Dreams
She came to meLike rolling thunderUnderneath valerian skyWe opened up a portal toA rabbit hole akashic mindWormwood splintersEmerald mistsMy tongue languid I breathe your eyes Reclaim the gameInsane refrain Ritual hunters that Bare no blameI smile out loud asthe matchstick strikesSulfur fills the air of nightSugar spoonWaxing Gibbous MoonRosetta lips I call to youThe lunarContinue reading “Amethyst Dreams”
Prophecy
Too many Kings Following swingRum diary orgies inThe City of Sin Blasphemous heat wavesScorch the tired earthWhere hunters andGatherers met in Sacred circlesCallingUnifyingWith the Needs ofThe Land Centuries old evocationsCeremonial birth rites Performed by the fewRemaining ancestorsOf the ancient tribe Tudinu Heal ReclaimRenewEmpowerUnci Maka Shaman smokeEcho chantingsCircles drawn With feathers and Ash Fire, crossingDimensional divinationUponContinue reading “Prophecy”
Stray
Childhood lost in an instant of unforseen danger. It wasn’t quite ten o’clock when the sharp piercing thunder echoed from across the street. An evening run to the local Seven-Eleven went sideways,horribly wrong. Without the chance of realization, the body dropped to the broken sidewalk, heavy, in slow motion, with the low thudof a fallingContinue reading “Stray”
Night
ForlornI wish I wasn’t bornBut here I amUnderneath a grey sky Ringing in the distanceThe smell of saltFills the air I remember yesterday’sI remember daysYou didn’t care Soon the emptinessWill fall into the nightAnd disappearInto the darknessWhere youCan be togetherAs one
