Monthly Archives: April 2017

In Da Flesh

Stay there, In the Flesh, Electrick space, Empty nest. Can you believe It? Can It believe Itself? For ever Ever?    

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-Whistle While you Work of Heart and Honey, Hands full of Earth of Severity and Mercy, The Light which Reveals of Depth and Contour, This! Our Most Sacred Morning. -XONevermoreOX

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At The Gates

Promises are like Secrets… kept, beholden, of beggars buried in sand, for it must be so that we should arrive here time and time again. -Court Of The Jockamo  

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