So many unsaid things collect in the soul, so much exhaustion and irritation lie as a heavy burden on the psyche. And you must, you must unburden your spiritual world or risk a collapse. Sometimes you feel like screaming, but you control yourself and just babble some nonsense.

~ Dmitri Shostakovich

Solwilo

And so we charge on for the protection and defense of what our ancestors lived and died for

With a sharp eye, I see you calling me and I’m on the move

The point of destinations guarded with every breath and sacred intent; I will arrive on time, my dearest friend

Foes, the masses cannot see them and will not share our victory-sieg heil

The Kind of Man

For a man worthy to be called a Hero

Some Slow moving ship comes into the port of my heart’s eye zone and it is in this moment that She comes to confirm the miraculous and numerical

It’s presence takes precedence over the choice to disallow you into me see-the see of dreams becoming and becoming dreams

The kind of man who is beyond the dichotomy, beyond the mind possessed by fear, beyond the grip of spirit daddy

A poem for Miguel Serrano

Man of higher mind, heart and soul

The magnificence of his soul, how he chose to remember and remember and return the gift even still as the core of my being lights up, as some kind of kindred feeling moves my secret well

Man after the Holy Grail, defender of the pure and true, I open my heart to you and in the Ether we dwell like those who have been around the great lie a time or two

Imminent Implosion- out of the box, we spin as the walls make like flippant friends who are neither built to last it out nor gnow the truth of the struggle we share-beloved

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