Year 2017 turn into Year 2018..
Happy New Year
may Dagon grant weightless dreams of still and serene floating...gills rosy red and healthy
my gills flutter and soak...radiating wet void collect deep sounds like a resonating bell
dart across the deep .. Yes I am a Fish ( i was Turned this night ) fish with hands
Sunday, 31 December 2017
Saturday, 23 December 2017
Friday, 8 December 2017
puddle walker
World of Shallows....walking through the wide waters.....Passing a Mirror and remembering a word...or rhyme....maybe a nice walking chant..
Wednesday, 29 November 2017
my birthday..today..
Up on the Mountains ...Outside our little home sunlight fills the fog like a lantern....Inside our little home we gather around a homemade pizza ..
Monday, 13 November 2017
Tuesday, 31 October 2017
Thursday, 28 September 2017
word of passage
Nestled within a Living Robe the Magician seek new wonders..
Uttering the Word of Passage ; Leaving the Old...Leaving the Doom behind..
From Collapsing Realities to Blooming Sunscapes the Magician seek always to be a few steps ahead of Entropy..
Why cheating my fate is as easy as picking up this Star Shard ..
Uttering the Word of Passage ; Leaving the Old...Leaving the Doom behind..
From Collapsing Realities to Blooming Sunscapes the Magician seek always to be a few steps ahead of Entropy..
Why cheating my fate is as easy as picking up this Star Shard ..
Tuesday, 29 August 2017
the Living Robe
Traveling within the Living Robe..
Compassionate Cloth woven with the Delicacy of a Million Suns..
Sometimes it Will Wrap Around some poor unfortunate..
And carry her Up and Beyond..
Compassionate Cloth woven with the Delicacy of a Million Suns..
Sometimes it Will Wrap Around some poor unfortunate..
And carry her Up and Beyond..
Thursday, 4 May 2017
on the sphere
The young couple played with the sphere ...Not knowing that this ball was the final abode of a magician that feared the world and all things in it...so he sealed up his mind in a sphere resistant to force and time..
Tuesday, 28 February 2017
sitting on the cube
Night in the Delightful Desert ; beneath swirling stars a cube sits gleaming on the sand..
A cube that has traveled through the dark silence and immense distances between stars .....Now here it sits ....And upon it I sit , dangling my feet and looking at the stars...
A cube that has traveled through the dark silence and immense distances between stars .....Now here it sits ....And upon it I sit , dangling my feet and looking at the stars...
Monday, 30 January 2017
carried aloft into infinite inspiration
A Magician utters some words slightly wrong....and find himself falling like a stone into deep delirium...into the Abyss..
What Wonder then to be borne upwards again ; and Beyond ..
It is always better to sign your soul over to an Angel rather than to a devil....
What Wonder then to be borne upwards again ; and Beyond ..
It is always better to sign your soul over to an Angel rather than to a devil....
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