Oh Man of the Wood.
Oh man of the wood where can I be laid to rest within the fibre of that tree to be as one in mass to your eternal vibration in energy…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Oh man of the wood where can I be laid to rest within the fibre of that tree to be as one in mass to your eternal vibration in energy…
As said by Mason Cult holding court down his local pub. Many have lost the spiritual connection even outside any religion or doctrine one may have been raised with churches…
Worried about the wavelengths, guests under the flames of the sun of millions, I am on the wrong radar. I am different, only a god in heaven knows if there…
Oh man of the wood where can I be laid to rest within the fibre of that tree. To be as one, in mass to your eternal vibration in energy…
Big tits and beaches sand in the creases, bodies cooking in a summer sun, living meat upon the shoreline. Shopping the vanity, cooking the human, what is this worship about…