It’s never enough until it’s too much
Today I went around the block with a huge plush demon (dog’s toy). Being a sorcerer does not mean “doing magick.” That task properly belongs to the Magickian-in-general. Rather, the sorcerer keeps magick real for others — even dogs.
19 Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.
[Chorus]
Dear, lie still along my old web
Cursed by your dust filled head
Dear, lie still along my old web
Cursed by your dust filled head
[Verse 1]
Water spills down o’er
The glass left always full
There’s a dew under the bed where
Sweat and dreams hath tread
Your feet would touch the floor
Drift around like boards
Hang you like a lullaby
[Pre-Chorus]
Hang you like a lullaby
Hang you like a lullaby
If the sun is a honeybee then let night creep in as a spider suffocating the oppressor.
xoxo
your shadow
ps: ill always have your back
This evening a tiny spider descended from the lights above me and landed on my hand. The top of the curio cabinet now serves as its home.
