The Wright Brothers - Smiling Addiction

happiness is the absence of commence sense
a smoking gun
everything will be just fine
just bite your lip and close your eyes
where there are no walls there is no hope

drink to forget what you’ve seen
this life is just a dream with candy all around
got a smiling addiction
smiling addiction
treat your smiling addiction
today
today

say goodbye to all your pain
and feel alive
the feeling is gone
at your feet of the heart in mind
it’s but a gift for the leading lie
why should we change?
when we’ve got no will

drink to forget what you’ve seen
this life is just a dream with candy all around
got a smiling addiction
smiling addiction
treat your smiling addiction today
today
smile today 

My ally

as i lay in black sorrow
thorns ran down my cheeks
scratching, tearing, hurting

despair and numbness
became my ally

pity helplessness fear and anger
awoke the velvety substance
underneath my skin

unable to see
unable to decide
i froze

despair and numbness
became my ally

fear of wrongly chosen path
knocked like a woodpecker

indecision in the hole that was once a cheerful heart
as darkness encompasses the mind

despar and numbness
became my ally

Merry Midsummer / Litha

Midsummer Magick

 As the longest day of Summer fades into memory,

So comes that shortest and blessed night.

At the witching hour, as the bell chimes longest, we call,

Midsummer magick come alive!

We've spent the warm day in forest and meadow,

Gathered our John's Wort, vervain and rue,

Plucked trefoil and roses too, and seeds of fern.

Midsummer magick come alive!

Then we crush the seeds with herb and flower,

Blandan well wax from the bee and tallow fat.

Dancing, we chant the great charme of power,

Midsummer magick come alive!

Into the woods we once again travel,

A pinch of rue, not forgotten, in our pockets.

With magick fat we anoint our eyes, our legs and bellies.

Midsummer magick come  alive!

We languidly lay beneath the willow's branches,

  With a glimpse of dreams and instructing visions,

Until...

There before us, the Horde rides and sways,

Midsummer magick has come alive!

 ~ E A Kaufman ~

Words to family on Samhain - by R. A. Melos

Still your mind,  

and still your soul, 

heed the words that make you grow, 

listen to the winds of the sages,
learn the wisdom of the mages, 

handed down to us from the ages.

Time is ours,
but only fleeting,
hear the wings of eternity beating,
soon enough we'll all be meeting,
and each of us merrily greeting.

The moon will be full,
and round,
and bright.
And we'll be wisked away,
in the dead of night.
To the place we are meant to be,
to learn and grow,
and maybe see,
a spectre of what we should be.

Time is ours,
frozen, but brief,
allowing us to release our grief,
to open our hearts and minds once more,
and step through the sacred door,
of time and space, and futures past,
to teach us the spells to cast.
So we may once again be free,
to live and love and blessed be.

~ by R..A..Melos ~

The Drums of Samhain - by Chanticleer

The drums of Samhain keeping time.
The gates of magic open wide.

A cauldron's blessings overflow.

The candle flames are dying low.

The witches dance the circle 'round

to chant and bring the power down. 

Hecate will hear our call

to turn the summer into fall.

The magic veil is growing thin.

The Netherworld is near our own. 

We'll see the sacred fire fed

 while witches commune with the dead.

 The winds of Autumn call our names.

The driving rhythm slowly calms. 

The glowing embers we will tend

 until the drums of Samhain end. 

~ by Chanticleer ~

Učenje Zakona vremena

“Kao što je zrak atmosfera tijela,

tako je vrijeme atmosfera uma;
Ako se vrijeme u kojem živimo sastoji od nepravilnih dana i mjeseci,
regulirano mehaniziranim minutama i satima,
naša svijest se pretvara u
mehaniziranu nepravilnost.
Budući da sve potječe od uma, ne treba se začuditi
što je atmosfera u kojoj živimo svakim danom sve zagađenija,
dok se istovremeno svi žale da nemaju dovoljno vremena.
Tko posjeduje tvoje vrijeme - posjeduje tvoj um.
Posjeduj svoje vlastito vrijeme i upoznat ćeš svoj vlastiti um!.”

José Argüelles,
Valum Votan, onaj koji zatvara ciklus

Ode to lost lovers

This is the Ode to all lovers, to lost lovers.
This is a memory of the past and prediction of the future.
A song for the foolish and confused.
A hope for better tomorrow ... for love.
I apply to you all
Love, make love and laugh!
Know your needs and the ones of your lover.
Respect. Be there. Hold and hug. Be true
and you'll find your way, your STAR among the star sky
and lost no longer will you be.
This is the Ode, the warning, the song, an apply
to all .. to lovers .. to lost souls .. to lost lovers