Raw

Sometimes you just feel like painting how you feel. Digital art by Nikoletta Winters February 25th, 2018. Larger view HERE.

A Martian on Mars

There’s something to be said about feeling “foreign.” I will always be a foreigner. It’s part of the experience of human existence to feel like a stranger in a strange land. I’m a Martian wherever I go. Even on Mars.

Poisonous Please

Sweet snowy rain I hear you rumble– Breathe upon me Until the moon has failed And shattered every heaven Out of itself, out of herSelf Until the moon has failed And the fires of Her bleeding stop. Covered fully, still covered An eyeless wingless winged angel weeps No process, devouring every clock. I tear away…

The Wyrding Way

“He who knows (the Dao) does not (care to) speak (about it); he who is (ever ready to) speak about it does not know it. He (who knows it) will keep his mouth shut.” -Lao Tzu There’s something to be said about what brings people to the point of joining the Temple of Set. Self-improvement,…

The Fifth Eclipse 

In all directions, I see mountains. And beyond those mountains exist the Great Darkness. Nothingness. Abstraction. Time moving forward, dragging its rusted body across the dimensions in a spiral. Every minute inevitibility comes more and more into focus. What does it mean to End? I gorge on the Never, bringing into being a renewal of…

The Rat Trap Working–A Journey through the Underworld

When I look back at my 32 years on this planet, I like to separate my time here into three different lives. My childhood–from the time I was a baby until the end of high school.  My young adulthood–the time in which I spent trying to figure out who I was. And lastly, the life…

Rûna Goes Meta

Meta is a term that’s been kicking around in various gaming communities for a few years now. When we talk about meta in a game it is the self-referential process which something must be done in order to arrive at a satisfying conclusion. I.E. Winning. This process can be changed and can evolve with time…

Buying the Self

I woke up this morning and realized that I’m not okay. I realized that I am an easy going person. That I don’t let anything bother me. Even if those things should bother me. I blow them off with laughter, put on a facade, or use selective hearing to block them out. I figure that…

Almost Certain Hurt

I’ve been thinking about a lot of different things lately. Death is among one of the most intriguing things I’ve really been jumping into. I feel that as I’ve grown older it’s around me more and more. I’m more keen to it. Winners and losers. They will always be there. Last year, I stepped on…

The Day I Left

It has been so long… In this bed of rust I have lain. No flowers to wreathe my beauty– I drowned in tears and barb-wire dreams. O! WITNESS! How the snow melting sands–scorch my heart. Melt my eyes. Blast my skin. Is that the Sun I hear? So far away! I love when the vultures…