Sunday 31 December 2017

I Dream Fish...I AM Fish

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

Saturday 23 December 2017

Merry Christmas

Celebrate the Return of Light with many candles bright shining from many windows

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 ..

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 ..








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..

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...

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....