Tag Archives: esoteric

Harvest of Wyrms…

* ‘The Witch’, they called her but she minded not, tending to her herbs and the animals and birds which nature’s highest intelligence brought to the garden of her single-roomed house knowing her abilities to hold and to heal… It … Continue reading

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Glimpsing…

* From the corner of my eye… Through a keyhole… half seen unheard Beneath the door… Behind a crack in the curtains A shiver of tree leaf gurgling-silver over brook-stone. Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Another Green World?…

* The infant souls crouched in the tunnel. Water trickled and dripped… echoing… Raven’s claws scratched and scuttled, drowning the echoes; he paused and tilted his head: his moon-eyes flashed. Continue reading at France & Vincent

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God-Man…

* …“But the Angles were a British tribe, right? And the Saxons were German?” We are back in Wen’s study after the half triumph of the first of our Glastonbury talks, which aside from a few timing problems, went as … Continue reading

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Black and White…

* …Mother said, “The spiral patterns on the gate don’t mean anything, dear, they’re just decoration.” If life is a search for meaning then it would be as well to point out from the start that there is none to … Continue reading

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Sweet Terror…

* …I first noticed the spirals on the gate of number eight Teesgrove Road when I was turning the soil and tidying the litter from the strip of earth which separated its grounds from those of number ten Teesgrove Road. … Continue reading

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Tom Banjo…

* Down the dark stairwell,  a silent progress plotted. ‘Twas death in that  house were Tom but spotted. …He reached the door, a tree clad Owl hooted. Three seconds more and Tom was Seven League Booted. One stride it took … Continue reading

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Designer Protection…

* Without the crack could black shell of Night ever give flight to break of Day…? * Reblogged from France & Vincent

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Sun, Moon and Stars…

* … “Before Ogma, I swear. Before Sun and Moon and Stars, before Sky, Land and Sea, I swear. Before the Sidhe-Folk, I swear… Defenders of the land, victory and defeat are created in each of you. What I ask … Continue reading

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Now thyself… Stuart France

* “The Goetic has ego in it, Gnosis does not…” Count Jack Black Reblogged from France & Vincent

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