The Gift (part #1)

Where or who am I To be the chosen?With my faults ofHumanity Caught within this mortal coil The prestine enigmaOf fantasy faith Erotic wonderA chance meetingthrough destiny SynchronicityFate….. The seed I bare Within my soulTransforming meTo unrecognizable lengthsA perfected version of selfShe Is the alchemistThe mystic of desireThat takes my copperAnd turns it Into pureContinue reading “The Gift (part #1)”

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! 🌛🌝🌜

Freya

How could I forget Time it’s moventThe ebb and flow of Mystic Mystical realitiesCircle and flow Over and UnderRecycling motion Kindred spiritual nuanceYour name Your essence Your magickal wonderShards of reflection Pierce the cobalt veilOf this consciousnessand dispensation at hand ForI am humbledI am honouredTo again be in the presenceOf such a guilded warrior DoContinue reading “Freya”

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

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

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

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”

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”

Nexus of Earth

Summer FallsTurning to the Nexus of NevermoreWrought with confusionLost in undefined moments Second guessSecond best Serial doubt Worn upon the browWithin the nest The celestial crown Of So many thoughts Going downDownDownDrown In a Quagmire ofAfter thoughts and releaseBold wind sailsFrom WestTo East Carrying BrimstoneSalt Mortar and Tar The sacrificial temple Built up on liesContinue reading “Nexus of Earth”

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)”

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”

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”

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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”

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

Haven

This was an experiment of taking Two types of poetry writing and blending them into a single piece. Firstly the poem has to be 100 words (exactly). Secondly it’s called a “breathing poem” and the point of this exercise is not using punctuation, no commas, no periods. Your reading mind creates the breaks. I’ve NeverContinue reading “Haven”

La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains

Lost in a moment Caught up in dreams and dreams to come Silent somber MotionlessLiquid charcoal inRaven’s eyes Soft reflections ofOnce upon a timesEchoes without a trace A shadow hereSilhouette thereA rising moonbirths the night Lost at seaof tranquilityRedefine the lineNevermore Vivid memory ofa stolen kiss the eternal flameThe Arc de TriompheUpon her lips FarContinue reading “La Fille Aux Yeux Lointains”

The Last Howl

The last howlHas left my bonesNo hungerNo thirstNo vision of morrowThe rapture isn’t comingThis is here and now No ShangriLaNo NirvanaNo HeavenNo HellMaybe just the LawlessnessOf purgatory An eternity of timeTo reflectAnd beWithout decayJust seeAll of the wretchednessThat there has always beenWhat you wearAs both understanding And warmth You get it….It’s never been about KarmaOrContinue reading “The Last Howl”

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Everything Reminds Me Of Something

Finished Track! Over 30 takes and 15 tracks!!! Hope you Dig! 🎵⚡🎵 Everything Reminds Me Of Something It may seem kooky…GIt may seem wildTraveling throughSpace and time The curiosity…. FI can’t explain. . . G The ghosts of ages…GThe songs of oldThe echoes of theStories told There’s so much more.. ..FI can’t explain…. ..G OhContinue reading “Everything Reminds Me Of Something”

Irina Eclipse

With the eclipseLight and darknessEqualsBrother and sister danceHolding momentsBefore passingStarsMarsVenusScarsMeeting inUniversalIntervalsSpinningEach caughtIn the throwsOf gravitational pullDaughter of EternityIlluminated child ofShadowsShe breathesExistsWithin twoWorldsThe blackThe whiteThe knowledge ofEternityShe Is magnificentPulling tidesControlling mindsWith subtle motionMadness takes sanityThe forgotten goddessWorshipped by tribesBeyond the sunSacrifices madeIn her nameZiggurat of UrOlmec pyramidsCeremonial dancingBlood lettingCreatures of the nightThe balance of lifeAndDeathShe isContinue reading “Irina Eclipse”

The Early Years’90-’91

I remember Alice and Brian coming back from Lodge meetings at the Thelema mystery school, where Crowley had started a movement based on MagicK. Wendy, Brian, Alice and I would watch Tiny Toons and I remember a very odd movie interpretation of Alice In Wonderland made in Checkzlevokia called Alice. Pretty much the freakiest movieContinue reading “The Early Years’90-’91”

Limitless Ghosts of Motion

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 “Limitless Ghosts of Motion”

Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You

Poets and writers could and should pull from their past experiences to give honesty and depth to their pieces. I myself am not a poet, nor will I ever be. I am a vessel that transcribes words, phrases, occasional rhymes, in to pieces from ethereal promptings, muse, the universe, Monad?I let go of myself, andContinue reading “Writing 101 – The Universe is Within You”

Lunar Pull

Transcending physical Spiritual matters drawnUpon the lunar tides abyssLuring procuring essencesRecurring obscuring shadowsOf the blood moon nightMagicKal practical heady windsDrawn up on the inner wisdomDesires beyond pagan reproachThe tides of crystalline oceansStretch and pull the undertowsSandy planes lay barren remorseAs naive children turn awayAnd lose themselves in the fireOf eternal remorse MB93

Spiritual Alchemy in the Grey

The very act of “seeking” to “improve” oneself…. Is the very act of Spiritual Alchemy.Spiritual Alchemy is like poetry.There are no rules. Only good and bad. This actions on either side of the spectrum must be measured according to Universal LAW, for there Is no light with out darkness just as there is no darknessContinue reading “Spiritual Alchemy in the Grey”

Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen

Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen Sending messages out into this vast beautiful worldas prophets, apostles, messengers. Voices echoed throughout the agessonnets and prose expose the underlying cause of human affliction to the masses upon the tongues of archetypes, angels, and the resurrected muse of ALL. Prophesy and tales of good versus evil carried on the windContinue reading “Poets-Rock Stars- and Holymen”

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

Coincidence

Synchronicity…..The language of the universeThe bread crumb trails that secretly lay before usThere is no coincidenceOnly denial of the truthOnly ignorance of the divineFace no face the way of Monad is prepared before you and beyond

Handsom

Handsome used to refer to women a lot in the earlier part of this century. Even the first usages of handsome towards a woman took me aback at first….I “think” that for me anyways….. (Though it may sound hypocritical) That using “beautiful” towards a male is an elevation of appreciation rather than talking about someone’sContinue reading “Handsom”

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