God Bless all of us this Christmas.. with ever lasting love.
I once thought I was still alive….
Till I met the Knave of Knives
His coffin’s coffers
bought with blood,
and wilted flowers
On crooked tables
the cards are turned
with blades in …
I become the Devil because I’m odd
and walk through mirrors like a mindless god
I take a boy and then a girl
and chain them down into my world
They love each other and love me long…
due to some events in life Im going to be moving tomarow or saturday- ill be gone for about 2 months.(i wont have service) I will miss you all aand will see u soon :)
The moon calls my blood softly into the chilling air
“My child run with me,catch me if you can..”
wind rolls over my skin,
Tugging like a small child,
pulling me closer to her voice…
the sound of poping b…
Once upon a time in The Land of Fools,
Two fools met on a hill.
Fool One looked at Fool Two and said,
“ Truly you are the greatest! “
These words gave much joy to Fool Two,
Who then proceeded to tell ever…
In the glass garden
of perforated night
embulated the seeping reeds my roaming vines
only now is the mating
of screeching temples
blighted by fingers reaping and
rowing the oceans of time
As she turns and manoeuvres each card of charm enchanted by healing balm.
The truth, the lies, the smiles, the cries, are there for the visionary to see.
Alejandro Jodorowsky is a revolutionary of the creativity. His vital trayectory shows a cultivated man, passionate for Man and his development.
*For enterprising my own deepening and study I make use of the Tarot of Marseille, restaured by Philippe Camoins (direct descendent of the Marseille’s family that has been printing the Tarot o…
No one can submmit another person’s soul…not even that of a community…unless during a long time. Life is like that… profound, inmense, eternal.
The “Self” is not just an entity related with the spiritual issues, but that it recognizes the Spirit into the Matter, in its flesh and flood.
When talking about the water, we really imagine a well at the bottom of the being,
Reality, this is a sudden sparkle. So… at once… we find that we are the union of the “flesh” and the “spirit”…. Matter and Spirit.
The Theatre of the World shared roles.
And then became.. The Fool, The Pope,
the Empress, The World….
She will infuse your cells with the glow of a new dawn
She will flow through your veins as would a mountain stream
She will open your mind to other worlds
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