An Open Thought
An open thought to the great energy wherever it may be, to the highest celestial presence what are we but fleas in its perception of us. Upon the surface of…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
An open thought to the great energy wherever it may be, to the highest celestial presence what are we but fleas in its perception of us. Upon the surface of…
I Do Not Want The Demons. I don’t want the demons so let’s keep running towards the light. If we can run away from a discarnate world, we will hear…
Black gate, black door, the power game behind house building called 10, you know the one, that keeps the Tories in power. Not easy to see as it is the…
Toward the end and in the distance I could visage the beginning between black skeletal trees, a moon behind me and so in front of me illumination, creation, preservation, transmutation…
Warrior of Poetry AKA Mason Cult in turk’rs wood once m’re twas early evening mason ent’r’d his creepy did abide upon the f’rrest track t hadst only been m’rely two…