Everything Under the Moon

I think that a time of significant change in relation to humanity is on the way. How soon this will be, I have no idea.

e.e. cummings the great advantage of being alive (instead of undying)is not so much that mind no more can disprove than prove what heart may feel and soul may touch —the great(my darling)happens to be that love are in we,that love are in we and here is a secret they never will share for whom creat...

Same poem, after being edited like four times You stand tall in the light And I fall off you, from head to toes I am your closest companion Throughout the entire day I’ll follow you. I’ll mimic you. I forever dance along You can see it from the corner of your eye I do this for you. I do this for...

Your body in bright light glows And I fall off you, from head to toes I stalk you; following you through your day Walking, running, and dancing with you all the way I mimic you; whatever you do I repeat But all you do for me is walk on my feet To you I am something dark and below Cold, heartless, ev...

Depending on where you are in minnesota, I know of two in the minneapolis area.


Magus Books (on the U of M campus)
Eye of Horus (Uptown, on lyndale a few blocks north of lake street)


You can google their websites, otherwise I can get them for you too, just let me know. Cheers

Drunkenly I sway into my room Bottle in hand, liquor is my perfume Boots fly off into the closet by the broom The other guys told me not to worry But they all seemed to get out of there in a hurry So I go to my bed to pass out for the night All the while I can’t sleep a wink; I rock in fright. I c...

Enochian refers to the Angels of Enoch.. aka Gabriel, Uriel, Michael, Raphael, etc. They have a language that you read right to left which uses basic vocalizations, it's the language of angels.

It's a very beautiful poem. I'm sorry about your friend

You're boned.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxY-UcQNTyY

The words aren’t tangible
When they come out of my mandible
How can you dismantle,
That which is insubstantial?
Even at most
This word is a ghost
So no matter the knowledge you hoard
This word is just a damned word

To you, I am a star
When your life is full of light
You never see me
Although I am always there

It’s only when you fall to darkness
That I shine before you
Until the sun comes again
And I’m forgotten once more

Staring at her expression
It is strange and in question
Looking so inane
You could be in pain
Yet this face my obsession

I have a bite
It’s of a mite
But as I scratch
I cannot rid this rash
It is my spite

Raindrops on Roses
Girls in white dresses
Big silver broaches
All my successes

Late morning sleep
The ass of a broad
A deep midnight weep
But it’s all a fraud

Happiness is propaganda

If you feel like you have to resort to a spell to get her she's already gone man.