Marvel-ous Star.Ships

And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of...

Pasty

I come from A land Of sea and stone Of high cliffs Wide moors & deep Valleys green Books are written On its gnarled wisdom But few Leave a didjin For Bucca Any more Oh truth be Told I’m Far from...

On Stories

This was originally a comment on Facebook, but I\’m preserving it here, because it\’s important to remember and things get lost: The whole \’hero of our own story\’ thing is...

Not All Realities Are Equal

While I was away last weekend, it appears that the much esteemed Pete Carroll wrote something against necromancy, and by extension, ancestor veneration in some senses. I encourage you all to read it...

Wood

what even i wonder is such a thing as this for? what purposeless source does this reveal like rune to mouth to estuary to god for it is not even water rippling on the shore smoke on the wind or roots...