The 3rd Word World.

Who fell from the sky.

To rise from the…

Residuals and visuals, the false prophets had their chance.

The javelin, the lance, the corrupt political stance.…

Sound the alarms, a new set of armor, to farm.

My family, they harm, so I stay strapped.…

The Search Through the Land of Ning Begins

I’m starting to fall in love with this site called Temple Illuminatus. But I’m getting way ahead of myself here. Let’s travel back to 2010 when ning sites were a social media sensation.

The very first ning site that I found, I don’t even remember how, absolutely blew my…

The Search Through the Land of Ning

A Witch Named Kyst

Part Three

On my third day of searching around this site I found a story about ghosts that attach themselves to inanimate objects by Kyst. As soon as I clicked onto this discussion there…

The Search Through the Land of Ning

Whisper of the Witch

Part Two

I’ve always had an interest in Wicca. It’s nature bound beliefs seem to be more in sink with the natural flow of Gaia then any other religion that I know of. And no other…

The Egyptian Pantheon, not Don Juan, or to bond.

The enemy out on bond, his psalm, his song.

Gone with the wind, follow along, she's gone.…

The Raph, to cap, no sense, to lie.

To pretend, to die, to be a good guy.

Deceit, to creep, your bloodline is cheap.

Your sol, I reaped, Satan plays for keeps.

GG!

Logic and reason over faith.

The Bible is not a DVD, it's a tape.

With…

To serve beyond the brink.

The water at the bottom of the sink.…

To inherit a Sith, the scythe on my hip.

The blueblood in me doesn't make me a Crip.…

Land before time.

Back from the past.

With no gas, you being last.…

Hello All,

It's that time of the month when I share some recent samplings of my Inspirational clairaudient automatic writings with the Heavenly angelic host. However, before I get to that bit of material there is a small announcement to make that my website of …

The truth that hurts.



The love that is 3lind.



The…

To honor one's loss.



To gain one's sol.



Smoking…

Omg, to sit on a log, your chips are pogs, you intellect a facade.

Why with wise? To tell true lies. Your house full of lies. You married in disguise.

Shy so here's your mom. You pretend to write Psalms. You CPU with no rom. And you thought Superbowl, the "Tom."…

To recall Noah's flood.

When Satan warned, was this love?…

Face to face with the late great Death.

Like Lucifer, He's proud, He pounds his chest.

Having to wear a bulletproof vest on the day of rest.…