Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……

Video by David J. below…….. πŸŒ™ Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?…… I had the Most Amazing dream last night, I with with a school classroom tour, in of All places “Pittsburgh” which I insisted was the “armpit of America” for some reason but Very determined. And we spent the even at variousContinue reading “Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……”

Tabs in Egypt

She is the markings , the writing on the wall …. The message seen the Mirror…… The pen that defined all? SHE….. And Our Egypt …… Together! Thank you…… #MotherLodge Externally Raven BLACK πŸ–€πŸ₯€πŸ¦β€β¬› 93⚑93

H. I. M.

Love Is The LAW A. Crowley H. I. M. Heirophant Illuminated Messiah Deep South Buried the True Mother Lodge Sand and Echoes Summon the Chosen Fewwithin her Ancient Halls The Deeds in BloodSingFrom the Edge of The Rocky Lodge The Wonderous LAWNoblest KING Embraces the Golden Chalice We are HE as HE is RisenReborn, AdornContinue reading “H. I. M.”

To Whom It May Concern

To Whom it may concern…. Yes, I was vulnerable, trusting … Stupid. I worshipped you as you still mock me..Gaslight me…..and I’m sure “Block” meWhich will be a welcomed relief so you will not see my thriving responses….. A message To others? Beware…… This is a patten. And her “Bipolar,” Is the excuse, yet IContinue reading “To Whom It May Concern”

Blood and Dirt

There will Be MORE to come in the ensuing days as the spotlight…. TRUE Spotlight reveals All……(and much Much MORE) ……SO, uh Uhm …..I’m the liar? Call the #authorities Report me to #facebookTell my #family? Play #Victim and try to #Gaslight me? Sorry babe…… I’m #DONEThe “PEOPLE” were Correct From the Start#Sus #Sketch #User BloodContinue reading “Blood and Dirt”

Universal Feel

It’s a sad world, where what I feel is “normal”. I didn’t realize that there was was so much purposefully inflicted pain.It breaks my heart that is a universal feeling of abandonment, where castles in the sky have come crashing into a violent ocean of silence. Where magick kings have become dethroned, and cast asContinue reading “Universal Feel”

Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables

The publishers have said that immature posts, false claims and name calling only damages the reputation of the said “poet” or “small press” aka KDP Amazon Now!!!!Written with truth and purpose these negative statements can harmlessly be shown light upon rather than celebrating their caustic and toxic lies and slander. While written with taste, truth,Continue reading “Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables”

Queen Bessie πŸ‘‘

Queen Bessie πŸ‘‘ 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 πŸ‘‘”

93 Truth

93 Truth I Have experienced and gone through Twin Flame reality It is first hand true knowledge that I share… you cannot change the Will of others Through MagicK Such indifference to my reality, spirituality, and works….. I am nothing but a compilation of complaints….. disappointments Horrible reception This life But I still see theContinue reading “93 Truth”

City of Mystery

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”

False Gods(Red Mirage)

Masked in silence Haunted shadows leerLanguidly waiting for aStolen moment Hanging with Baited breath from lintol Beams suspending Heirs of valiant foliage ofHellenistic proportions Gardens curtain doorways Humid breath wafting fromBeyond the entrance Specters Shadows Djinn Ascend wallsCrossing ceilings Zigzagging To and fro Back and forth High and low Succubus whispers Call to you CallingContinue reading “False Gods(Red Mirage)”

Among the Gods

A conversation with Asherah You are identifying your situation and finding and owning resolve!I AM so Very Proud of youI AM so Very Proud to have you as friend…..This world, This medium is So much better because of you You Do feel that right? You Do feel the natural support, emotionally shared by so manyContinue reading “Among the Gods”

A Breath from the Universe. Monad. the Muse…..

Here is my bodyFill meI am they vesselI have slain egoProstate myself before YouDivine glory Hidden whispersSecret vowelsMagick fills my bowelsAnd I reap all thatYou have me Sow

There is No Room Upon My Altar

There is no room upon my altar for a Christ that gave away his life for useless intentions The scapegoat became the savior for the people of guilt Their final cries echo the release in hopes of being forgiven within deathbed confessionals Those born and raisedbeing spoon fed fear from birth blindly following corrupted manipulationContinue reading “There is No Room Upon My Altar”

12

We were off beat generation. Without destination. Circling Circling pigs in the feed. We were not hunters. We gathered no rites. Laymen to nothingness. Spectres of Night. Feral cold wind. We were thieves from birth. Secret rhythms, epic tomes. Voyages ofΒ of blind apostles. Roaming the desert forlorn. A prince of princes, a King of kings.Continue reading “12”

Strength of Alchemy

Version #1 (#improv101) We were children of the night.We were outcasts from the beginnings. We found ourselves gatheringinto secret circles. Protected. Undetected.We are cast as shadowsagainst foliage walls. We have been worn down to nothing… But the joke has beenplayed upon them. For in our suddentransformation, transmutation,our impurities have been excercized…. We are the vessels,theContinue reading “Strength of Alchemy”

A Letter from Judas

Amongst the shadows, I cancel a pain, too afraid to let it out or share, but it is there, writhing, in my hair. I once was strong and sturdy, but never asked for this, oh maybe, Kiss, just let me in, don’t hold me back, let me make you proud! I am the prince, thatContinue reading “A Letter from Judas”

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