|
|
|
|
#1
09-07-2011, 04:15 AM
|
||||
|
||||
War Torn - Bloodied
Wrestling
with angels, saints, martyrs, prophets; warriors new and old, Scorned war torn wearied bodies and souls; we grow exhausted; sisters, mothers brothers, fathers uncles, aunts, sons, daughters friends, foes aliens, allies whom is fiend? whom is monster? whom is beloved? whom is lover? Compatriots Companions Enemy's Eginima's Eccentricities or Lunacies Labels segregation defining other; The world turns churning on beneath our sorry shadows blood drenched soaked saturated stripped raw barren, desolate uninhabitable flood tears rising beneath the waves needing release but first the raging fires unleashed~ 2011
__________________
It was impossible not to have, It's impossible not to be, It's impossible not to still ...!  What this world really needs is more artists and environmentalists! "Its only 'here' that we lose perspective, out at the Cosmic Consciousness Level things get a lot clearer. For example, there is an actual star pattern that is traced in the shape of a Willow Tree, across the breadth of the Milky Way! And no wonder Indigenous peoples refer to the 'here after' as the Happy Hunting Grounds! Has it ever occured to anyone why the bioluminescence dots, on the Na'vi!" 
|
 |
|
|
Hybrid Mode
