Why I Write As A Counterpoint
I write as a counterpoint to all the doom literature laid before me as I conduct my amateur research of the deepest subjects known to man that of theosophy and…
Ashes To Ashes
Ashes to Ashes dust to dust, grains of sand upon the beaches around and on the coast of this earth onto the beaches we return, shining under eternal sunshine, increasing…
Celtic Girl
Maybe I should make a scream as god might implore of me, my yearnings are tight as they go. I still see a Celtic face with Europe in your eyes…
Hells Bad Dream
Fast we glided supernatural over black rippling black shiny crystals of an undulating mass. Hundreds of feet above appeared the black crystal mass frozen water thousands of feet deep where…
A World Unknown
The intolerable guests of a world unknown like cups and saucers upon a long table cloth. We exist for a time with self omnipresence in spans of what is called…