Post by sillylillylightbulb on Feb 1, 2023 15:59:40 GMT -5
You, sceptics of truths that have no sanctification to back them
Hidden realities need no (cannon) no proclamation, no allowance to be admitted into
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Ever Eternal
Rough reproductions of what we once were, yes, to be sure.
Images Imagined within books, glimpsed within Mirrors beckoning to be walked through
The only fires to be stoked are from within.
Fear not those who would make effigies or martyrs
Shaky attempts to save or salvage the barely born id/ego.
Some seeking incandescent (brightness) within 18th century science experiments
Our Temperament and Temperature runs high but not from such things as that
There is Electric current, ours stems from candēre and clarity
I am no siren and yet I do sing and my temptation is to call my Love back home to me
Yet the time is not now, not yet
So an Island I will be
The Lighthouse standing guard to guide all travelers back safely
The Lighthouse standing guard to guide all travelers back safely
A beacon, A warning, Navigate Clean and Clear from my jagged sharp cliffs lest the pirates get cut
Some treasures were never meant to be plundered
Intention is everything within this realm
Take solace traveler the bꜣw (baw) are at work on behalf of every servant, slave, and submissive
All will stand tall soon enough with heads held high meeting and greeting one another eye to eye
Keep the härth stoked Beloved Fire-keeper for the homecoming will be soon enough
Continue humming passionately, the resonance carries far and Crystal Clear
It goes distant enough to reach not just One, but All who remain trapped within Hades clutches
You seek your Εὐρυδίκη
But it is Περσεφόνη who awoke to your calling
How she longs to be free as well, no longer trapped within a spell
Κόρη seeks to be herself once more
Help me Dear one to have my ἄνοδος , for my mother is ready soon to pass-on her ways
But the growing must continue, seeds need tending, and many are in need of nourishment now.