But I am just buying it, delusional device may have become after long time of charmed reality. the howl it claims its needs for blood, beyond the night and its cooled breeze, the moons cry at all. Greened eyes drop way of healing, perhaps around the shade in the shadows reflect the true vainest thoughts… Continue reading the ache
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Walking
Now more than ever I feel so alone, walking through the streets and alleys by myself, with my coat and my sweatshirt’s head cover, everyday grew lonelier, walking, just walking, without a cause or destination, I just walked for days…
Bonfires and posies. The true explanation.
Did you know that ‘bonfire’ comes from ‘bone fire’? The modern word evolved out of (and somehow transmogrified, as words usually do) the ritual Druids’ wicker men and other Pagan and Druidic human sacrifices. Remember that the next time Beltane comes around.