the voice from here and beyond
there is such a thing as consensual shamanism shamanic practices but here I am I hold keys run the long miles on both sides open the doors walk through them here and here I dance off both ends of the cliff line in hand hounds at my side I swim deep come back with dark […]
I long for asceticism. I long to wear hair shirts, each time the lines scratch into my skin being reminded of the prayers I wove into my desire to be in connection with the divine. I long to stare into the white, the red, the gold and the green as hooks let flesh give way […]
It hit me like a flash. Donations to the divine left at the door gifts of money of fruits of wines of clothing of poetry and praise to the Goddess. I felt it like a flash letting Her ride me let Her ride us let it all go indoctrinating our flesh to the will of […]
Give me messy magic Give me wild love Give me the tears, sweat and cum of the Gods. I refuse to pussyfoot Around the pagan roots Of my heart. My faith is inclusive A sea of sun Bathing us all in the rose window of reality. I see Goddesses orgasm Gods fuck Siblings dance hand […]
You ask me how I know it is real how it is true I feel my lips blazing the tingle of truth on my tongue I feel my heart sing the gate to my soul soaring wide I feel my the hair on the back of my head stand on end […]
It’s amazing how much of a difference wearing your own clothes can make from behind the doors of fear
Forgiveness comes in many forms A tear, a letter, a promise to change But forgiving ourselves oh to breathe that in without spitting it out what a wonder what a day in so many forms
I wait, hooded Pull my eyes open Lift me up And let me soar I know Road and path Hungry for the prey Of my spirit Let me serve I wait, hooded Lift me up Eyes open and soaring
I am in a spiral, madness pulling down around me. Veils fall, stretch, pull. Pull me back in. No capacity, understanding as it all falls falls falls so far down. Breathe. My jaw is clenched up, locked. Spiral, open wounded tooth, uncertain medical. Breathe. Too many projects, too many people, please just turn on the […]
Speaking In tongues Across a sea of text I finally Understand
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