How many times does it take to start over?

How many ways are there; to let my mind go back to gazing upward?

Why are the days fraught with misunderstanding forever?

Who is crying with Me, who understands the evil of silver?

Of silver?

I must turn uncovered no more back to simple testimony, waking dreams, and Major Poets.

What Us needs; goodness restoration, maturation they don’t Know It

They don’t own it.

Another Force came through my life as I began again;

control of metaphysical power is not for you, oh friend.

Is not for you my friend.

I’ve begged to be trusted. I’ve begged to help Us learn…..

How life certainly has choices, has disciplines, as we burn,

As we burn.

There can be silence among the lambs, the sheep, the goats, true ages.

There can be smiles with little else across blood, sweat, tears’ pages.

With little else across pages.

Pages.

I am saying in real life, I was attacked but it wasn’t by a person. Entities strike, and strike, and strike; however, I restored a main place that remains.

And I love us all…..

Let me be clear. The entrance of Alcohol excluded me, but not my love. I have taken the Vow for myself again, and everyone fights this type of spirituality. Yet, remember me as the Pagan I have always been and not for the Christianity which intentionally drives women insane.

Or else……and they control / manipulate children far and wide. If you think I’m only talking about Christianity, I’m not, Idiot.

May your blindness come home to roost

In the form of a very cold boost

To the hell that is actually alive and well

In the core of your soul, in the Living of death’s knell.

In my Mystic life, there are two books of my little life which are full of chakra and runes plus oracles. They will now come here. I will always have them and I will never again hide my paganism.

You didn’t win with me, Religion. What is more, you have forgotten WHY I am becoming Wiccan. You have forgotten a good many things.

I know Who doesn’t forget.

Love you,

Me.

PS the two little books retired. The Story is told. I resurrected a larger book. 💜