For a Door
Pulsing toward me I am on the brink and looking for a door, there are no other humans and I am now lost. There is no guide but what I…
Mason Cult New For 2019
Return of the giants all but forgotten they now reside in hollowed out mountains they dont know what politics or what government is, little do they care. All they see…
I am not my Father.
The dying may begin, red to green and then to the righ. It’s the track with least noise of all like a soft punch muffled in the snow, not all…
Grief Was a Quiet Place
I thought grief was a quiet place, now it shouts and sings as spirits soar in acension to be released for eternity, and joy the tears you see are falling…
The Lifestream of Nod
Well after an undulating path in the lifestream of nod and eighty three years in the game it was time to decide upon grim death, well I pondered and after…