What is the point of being born if one is casually thrown aside after being so brutally torn from a warm, comfortable abode. With disgust one is cared for with disdain one is seen. It is with no wonder this child is quick to ween. Anger is given for anger, hate responds to hate, there is … Continue reading Poet’s Woe
Man’s Failing
Mechanized nightmare unleashed upon us. Man and machine are merging in a mess. God's conflagration, our immolation. Suffering at His behest. Sculpting us through our walk in this abyss. That which was evolving through their demonic whisper. Self direction lost. God's mandate handed to beings who were cast out and left stranded. Parasites leeching, weakness … Continue reading Man’s Failing
So Fallen
Demons are like repressed DNA strands that are activated due to some traumatic stress, or damage, to that which is good. Which begs the question; How many demons can a body have? Is the body on its own sinful or does it require thought to make it so. Do the thoughts we have create the … Continue reading So Fallen
Bounty
Summertime, liquid heat and sunshine. Scent of fresh mowed grass wafting in the air, sounds of little children playing all without a single care. Flapping of the wash on the line, sound of bees buzzing, dancing, from flower to flower. Cold beer in the hand, friends by your side, laughter and joy for all. What … Continue reading Bounty
Supplication
I have become old and tired. My hands are wrinkled and at times shake as with a palsy. My mind is clouded and empty except for glimpses of things real and imagined. Past and illusional events coming and going kaleidoscope-like in my minds eye. Despite how I feel, my body is still strong. It is … Continue reading Supplication
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