Demi Gods at Play

When one becomes two,

Spinning through a vortex of flame,

And nothing is as it seems,

As we walk a fine line between here and there,

While demons play in the street.

Flushed faces fresh from fighting

Soar through space with Light on their tails

While the shadows whisper through the trees

And fire knocks on the door to our souls.

The Dragons come out of hiding

Bursting with full cosmic power

Always looking for those who need the most.

Playing With Fire

Artemis drew me to the beach, mimicking my past wonderings and wanderings

The trailing lights illuminated the new chapter of my life, that all important chapter.

Music danced and pulsed through the spectrums,

While fire danced and pulsed through our veins.

Generations upon generations eroded upon the sands of that beach,

Carried away into the tumultuous oceans of time.

We spun around the moon

Distorting our Selves and our Realities,

Measuring the Sacred Geometry within

While the Brothers Dualismm breathe enlightenment into the air.

Three queens delved deeply through undulating dimensions

And exploded forth in that perfect spiral that gives us life.

With the sky as my canvas, 

And the Dead igniting the fire within,

Two minds shared a body,

Alive as an ancient warrior bending fire to his noble will.

We reached, breached, and far surpassed the limits of perception,

Holding hands with our own,

Living like magicians.

This Fall, I Rose

The sun shone stronger and the colors vibed louder this fall.

Dancing and friends bounded abundantly.

And I kept my eyes to the sky,

For therein I saw the Glory that is always just breaking through, that window into the Other Side

The extraordinary in the ordinary

In places I've overlooked my entire life.

Bringing the microcosm and macrocosm of life together and apart, in and out, until in is out and you can't tell the difference anymore.

I watched the sun turn the sky to gold for that brief window of time that true gold can exist

Dragons conducting that golden sun, conducting my golden spirit

Strange Little Town, St. Augustine

I have been fortunate enough to have my path lead me to St. Augustine a lot this new semester. 

Found myself surrounded by beautiful people and dazed for days.

And the music never died.