Man of silence man of faith he sits in the corner in candlelight by the stone wall, beneath are beasts that keep him warm. Their breath in night time lulls him to sleep, doors bolted down small thing, busy themselves in between cows mud mattered hooves wee musical workers in the harmony dance ?. The transient man sleeps and draws breath in deep for the morrow is his holy initiation, upon a holy mountain where the good lord will bless him and gesture to him of his good life lived. He the lord said “your struggle my son is over my son, I shall send forth to earth another shepherd and I will instruct him to take care of his flock.” And it was written that mankind shall start again to cast of the shadows of darkest death and feel the skin kiss of benevolent sun upon the sour sons of the morn.
Independent Automation…
Independent automaton self serving seeker for thyself interstellar specialist working the planet doom fat stories thin on truths because the truth is an evasive entity locked in a conundrum of magnitude with millions of faces most you’ll never know in the revolving door ? of the relative
The Tree of Interference
The tree ? of interference bristled with charge those who walk by do not fail to stop stilled for a moment at the entry point of the Devic kingdom that filters through vast and majestic woodland who could fail to sense this energy but often neglect what is within you need more than your vision and most would not be aware of beings inside working to balance a world a world where most walk on by in human ignorance you will if you remain still and silent hear rustling but my friends this is not always that of the animal kingdom so the next time the Forrest invites you in stop at the interference tree and receive the love of another kingdom from another realm