"pharmaceutical hacks all agreed selling heroin to children calmed them down helped them focus"
“This forest, or another forest - forests without end. As faith retreats and reason sleeps those times shall come again.”
“The future will have a place for neither faith nor reason.” (From Christopher Scott Thompson)
Said the old beast to the young: Unless you make a hollow of yourself There will be no room for the gods to dwell inside of you.
A ritual poem from Ramon Elani
From Slippery Elm
The Rebel Girl, public domain image from Wikimedia Commons A praise poem in the bardic tradition, in honor of a fallen warrior. The form is acrostic. Honor and memory! […]
A poem from Hunter Hall