Divine Madness

He whispers to me of madness. He comes clothed with darkness and death, the heavy scent of musk and leaf rot. Fresh death in His eyes. There is rage just below the surface and it seems to short circuit every now and again. There’s palpable tension and the colour of His eyes will flicker, to darkness and back. He keeps His distance…sort of. Right now He moves in silence mostly, not because He doesn’t speak but because it’s as if someone has turned on mute. I catch flickers of sound, as if the silence is a wind that dies down. There is the scent of fire, the heat from the bonfire in front of me and behind Him. He wears…robes? And skins and bones. Almost like a Shaman; The armour that I always associate with Him is there underneath but the metal has turned to leather. His…mojo?…is building, He is getting ready. 

I apologize to the owners of the images, I don’t have the spoons to get each link. I searched “the wild hunt” on Google Images.

   
    
 

A Prayer for the Day

https://kernaia.wordpress.com/2015/09/01/a-prayer/

O God of lonely places, stand with me on the windswept moors and call with me to the forgotten.

O God of restless and wandering souls, hold me close to You that I might not go astray.

O God of the dead, take from me that which you will not answer.

O God of fury, may my rage enliven me and bring me ever nearer to You.

O God of wisdom, may I know when to speak and when to be silent.

O God of storms, may Your rain cleanse me and Your winds spare me.

Third Eye

They say this is important today…

Third Eye Florence and the Machine 

That original lifeline,
Original lifeline,
That original lifeline,
Original lifeline.

Hey, look up!
Don’t make a shadow of yourself,
Always shutting out the light.
Caught in your own creation.
Look up, look up!
It tore you open
And oh, how much!

‘Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies
And I can see it with my third eye.
And oh my touch, it magnifies
You pull away, you don’t know why

That original lifeline,
Original lifeline,
That original lifeline,
Original lifeline.

Hey, look up!
You don’t have to be a ghost,
Here amongst the living.
You are flesh and blood!
And you deserve to be loved and you deserve what you are given.
And oh, how much!

‘Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies
And I can see it with my third eye.
And oh my touch, it magnifies
You pull away, you don’t know why.

That original lifeline,
Original lifeline,
That original lifeline,
Original lifeline.

‘Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies
And I can see it with my third eye.
And oh my touch, it magnifies
You pull away, you don’t know why.

That original lifeline,
Original lifeline,
That original lifeline,
That original lifeline.

‘Cause your pain is a tribute
The only thing you let hold you
Wear it now like a mantle
Always there to remind you

But your pain is a tribute
The only thing you let hold you
Wear it now like a mantle
Always there to remind you

I am the same, I’m the same
I’m trying to change.
I am the same, I’m the same
I’m trying to change.
I am the same, I’m the same
I’m trying to change!

‘Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies
And I can see it with my third eye.
And oh my touch, it magnifies
You pull away, you don’t know why.

I am the same, I’m the same
(That original lifeline)
I’m trying to change.
(Original lifeline)
I am the same, I’m the same
(Original lifeline)
I’m trying to change.
(That original lifeline)
I am the same, I’m the same
(Original lifeline)
I’m trying to change
(Original lifeline)

The Hunt

The Hunting Party has arrived. They rode in screaming on Saturday with a storm that hasn’t stopped yet. Himself has Madness in His eyes. Poseidon is all encompassing. 

There’s some heavy shit starting. When I have the words I will explain. There is cool certainly where a lot of fear and balking was before. I am beyond excited…and absolutely terrified.