Sunday, December 20, 2009 at 11:24pm
...Eagle cleanly swiped Scorpion up...the clicking stopping abruptly...smoothly...the Scorpion remembered nothing of being torn into pieces...coursing through the Eagle, becoming One with him...She said nothing of the exchange as She looked through Eagles eyes and saw parts of Scorpion in them...She needed both courage and tenacity...and most of all...focus...the Dawn was almost here...
Thursday, December 17, 2009 at 2:09pm
...She sent Him to overlook All There Is until He came to where the Scorpion clicked upon the onyx tiles. "Eagle, you must Consume him, You must take him down into darkness...settled back in red primal roots - Within You, his poison is null, until You pass Once More, back to Me and he will then be Once More allowed to trifle through the Darkness, by the snakes that wait, to their detriment...Until You, and I, Return"
Wednesday, December 16, 2009 at 11:08pm
...a ripping ripple...a strengthened stream...a volcanic eruption...red hot and clean...pouring out...over the water...extinguishing the lying daughter...wiping away...in a furious fit...illusion and piety...a dangerous twist...a reverence lays below...the roaring red mother...Pele is Her name...Her strength like no other...
Tuesday, December 15, 2009 at 4:22pm
...Dark Mother Moon...Of Deepened Black...Blessed Magick...Returning Back...Coming Back...Around Once More...Dark Mother Moon...I Do Implore...The Moon is New...The Moon, She's Dark...The Moon She Knows...My Darkest Heart...
Monday, December 14, 2009 at 12:55pm
...She's coming for You...I heard Her say...By the Dark of Moon...By the Light of Day...By the brilliant glimmer...of the Winter Sun...By the biting Cold...It's Been Begun...Let Them Know...They are not Forgotten...Remove the Shroud...Reveal Whats Rotten...And by the Lady YOU WILL SEE...ALL THE TRUTH THAT'S MEANT TO BE...
Saturday, December 12, 2009 at 10:28am
...Kali, Kali, Kali...Mistress of Death, scythe shining silver cutting through the Dark Valley of Deception & Ignorance - All fall to their knees in Her presence, All kneel on Her crimson robes & fear Her Chariot of Flames - She scorches Life - Burning any in Her sight - Her Kiss of Death Always Upon Your Lips - Beware... Hear the Sound of Clattering Skulls Hanging Round Her Neck, Of Those cut loose to Deliverance...
Friday, December 11, 2009 at 2:35pm
...the Carousel began to screech and move again...and the illusions of disturbances moved with It, but without Her...She walked until the rain stopped and She stood at the mouth of the ocean...Dawn's Face Upon It...She recognized it, chisled into a scape so windy, so cold...so cut into the clouds...Golden December Sun...Just over the blustery horizon...the smell of salt and rust heavy in the Winter air...
Wednesday, December 9, 2009 at 12:45pm
...A Carousel ~ red rusted horses...dark maroon curtains...hanging round my mind...A Secret ~ a foundation...a platform speckled with holes...A Rusty Red Carousel ~ squeaking metal...shivering...to a halt...and She steps down...Corroded platform...cold rain streaking down...black leather shining...black velvet night...
Monday, December 7, 2009 at 2:55pm
...the day is gray...time no regard...glass it lay...in silver shards...red and tinted...filed and sharp...plucking strings...dark whispering harp...music drifting...wide and loud...over a death...a shivering shroud...coldness creeping in...under Her skin...where Life ends...and where It begins...
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