The Egyptian sands are covered by a mirage of trees and chilled watering holes. I stop to fill a canteen, in preparation for the coming day. I travel in thoughts of Osiris, and quarrels shared once with Anubus.
I look to the sky to see some cloud spell the answer for why it all fades. I can only assume that it is I; the one clouded from seeing the truth. People swear that they love one another, and then it all comes crashing down, like an over-rated movie.
Inside the inner sanctum is the reality of safety from those things we don’t understand. Or are they the dark areas of life that intrigue us into there discovery. Spirits, ghosts, vampires, all these drive us into thoughts of revelation. A unsure thought of whether we can share our findings with others, in retrospect of… Continue reading Fear, Outside the Inner Sanctum
I remember organizing the rooms, so all the items could be unpacked in the best precise manner as possible.
It was kinda nice this time of the year. Fall seems to flow all the aromas together. Burnt leaves, fireplaces, and fall flowers. My brother and his g/friend were living common-law at the time, and we were waiting patiently for the arrival of our buddy Scott.
Pushing almost thirty now, I new my thoughts had gone from 86 to now. All this time missed in between, with only stories of religious confusion and satanistic acts.
I walk in the mist of the hour, the caress of burnt leaves mix in the air, the moon shadows itself upon my face,
The manifestation of spiritual energy was something I didn’t understand at the age of twelve.
Now that I was exercising my ability to learn, I started to understand some of these things that was happening to me. This was the county, house in the middle of nowhere, and no neighbors for the next couple of miles. I had an acre of grass for my side yard, with a creek running… Continue reading Fear 1986
I always look to you when it’s love, Yet you seem to look away as if I don’t exist, You say there’s no hate, yet your face cries for your freedom,