

I am the pentagram.I am the pentagram, and the pentagram is I. We are one and the same, our blood intertwined along with flesh and bone. My legs: fire and earth. My arms are of water and air. My head, holding the spirit of all that was, is, and will be, trapped in my cave of the world. Bound in a circle, but still part of the whole.I am the pentagram.


Sitting by the Sea EternalThe mists of the seawater from the tide drizzling upon my feet. My face soaks the sun’s rays; the rays swirling with the smell of the sea,Sitting by the Sea Eternal
intoxicating the air around me. My nose is filling. I look at the horizon; A stage where the waves are dancing an endless waltz. I can feel the water connecting, The essence within my core, sharing power. Exchanging her energy with mine.
Ah, to be one with that sea To feel her ebb and flow,
her eternal voice caressing my ears. To taste her salty lips: she kisses, Laps, And licks me mind, bod
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I cradle this body, my temple, and wait,
Whisper of better days,
And I still know so little.
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do you have a secret?
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You Spin Around Me Like a Dream
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