06/21 I look at the sky but is not there, I have no window view anymore.I imagine the stars crowding the space I inhabit and the space withinI am longing for a night sky, for a private view that I can hold on to and relish. It does not have to be our night sky,…
You can find me as a gilded frame in a well fashioned house. I am the intoxicating scent of roses. I am the touch of silk. I am the color burgundy. I am that antik shop window in Stockholm, there I lay bare, there my joyous spirit became engulfed in magic and storytelling. Where the…
Day Ignite the flame within and the path clears. And I say unto the rose, command me! The path is coastal, everywhere is alive. Ajaccio exalted me, hereby I retire my soul in sunny perpetuity. Becoming and unbecoming, a veiled mystery bride to a handsome male figure representing the cosmos. I hold an occult instrument,…
Heavy, delicate, see-through,Incrusted with a miniature labyrinthA fluid map, ever changing.Not one world but many. It knows not yet her matchThe sphere is eternity. It wonders whether this should be a concern at all. Why not simply dance joyfully by itself? Enjoy color and scent the way she does? Let the dance come her way.If…
Two flames.Nothing else will suffice.Surface things cannot be blessed.Look at me as a flame. Not as a human.A temple onto myself.I am not a woman nor a companion.I am a flame.My soul is a night sky and the ocean waves.I look at the human as It navigates. If together, we will become like the sun.I…
Parting ways is an inevitable loss. But that was the card I pulled, The Lovers reversed. We matched but our paths are doomed and this cannot be reconciled. This do over pains me, like starting over a civilization that time and time again will go to war and end up extinct. I miss you. You…
I must address this energy.I want to consume my love. No way around it, the Self is committed to every bit of color that paints the subject.I suffer because my Eye is entranced, infatuated. I melt into the heat. My energy is volcanic, raw and primeval. It does not understand thought but action and fire.…
I have been bleeding out emotionally for the past two days. I feel betrayed and abandoned somewhere foreign, cold and serious. I need a ride home. I don’t know how to get home from here. Beauty died out like an old phone’s battery. Beauty never mattered. You flaunt beauty, but who flaunts the soul? Who…
“Thou sacred love, thou hast been persecuted from the beginning and hast been soaked in blood. Love, sacred love.” – Alexey Tolstoy, Tsar Feodor Ioannovic. I had one such dream, dear reader, that reminded me of a longing so very deep which I put to sleep, hoping it would not wake to torment me. I…
It says,”you have found the temple within,A covenant of pure silenceMusic descends as the flowers bloom,and the fragrance envelops the listener. You are in a waking dream state,in the cusp of miracle and the ghostly realms.This is earth…it is earth!Become attuned to the mysteries,and rejoice in the temple within and without.” What announces the vision?…