Drift,
Into space, bend time.
Walk between...silence.
Above the stillness,
distantance.
Where do gods dance,
Do demons slay laughter...
Open your eyes and,
walk with the dead.
I hear the serpents,
Speaking tongues,
while conversating
with...planets.
Collecting tear drops
of feathers,
Inoculated the moonglow,
Her,
Screams so vivid...
As the earth drowned...
Toxific Ocean,
mourn the jelly kin,
Washed a shore.
And there is more of this story, deeper than the earths core,
To tell.
Through smoke of the nine,
Walking through seven,
Turning three keys,
Entered the heavens.
Split tongues,
Minds gather,
Wisdoms fathom...
Depths,
of twin suns...
Parallel to dragons.
Murky the.
Dusty.
starlit night,
Incantation,
of the soaring angel...
the earth mother takes flight.
Intersect the dweller.
Pendulum swings,
The scryer scribes invocations.
Second,
The scripture betold,
From lips to ear,
From ear to infinity.
Third,
I now see clearly.
Seek not,
and thee shall find.
Destiny lay not,
In hands of time.
LKCP2KXIII
Welcome to the blog of thoughts that emerge through journey while scrying akashic abyss of the silence. Visions seen in inscence smoke, I scribe these writtings with my electronic stone tablet in modern times we call mobile phone...
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Thursday, December 5, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Empathy
He was an alcoholic,
She was addicted to gambling.
Equally they walked amongst the nightlife.
As Enemies they walk amongst them selves.
screams would echo through the hollow house,
plates shattering, doors slammed,
the earth shakes in the eyes of the child.
Looking for an escape, a face planted in the pillow
trying to push away into the distance.
sleep is rare, as the imagination runs freely,
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