Princess of Cups

I recall being surrounded by darkness. Amidst the darkness I sensed the presence of something behind it, or perhaps within the darkness itself. I perceived my surroundings like one might see a dark liquid sublimating into a clear cold glass of water—only this was happening in reverse. I began to experience the liquid darkness pulling…

Raw

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

Aletheia!

There’s a real illusion of actual personal intelligence being conveyed when we use words written by somebody else to describe how we feel. Leaning too hard in any one direction: intellectual, emotional, physical can become a crutch to help navigate around weakness as opposed to fully exploring it. The whole of what it means to…

Behind Invisible Weapons

Close your eyes. And repeat after me… Belief is strange. It has a magical quality that can completely transform reality if you buy into it. It’s so strange that if we’re told something enough times we might grow to adopt it as “Truth.” Even if that “Truth” is actually an invisible weapon disguised to hurt…

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.

The One

My earliest memories hover around when I first experienced Self-awareness. Like a cloudy dream, I remember sitting on the floor in my parents’ kitchen with a gallon of milk. I needed two hands to lift the milk out of the refrigerator. It was heavy. I put a cup down on the floor and tried lifting…

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,…

Remember When

Reanimate cognition And bring yourSelf into new fire Return to suffer Without limbs! Without fever! Climb out onto the dusty rings of Saturn And reanimate cognition Frozen… Without limbs! Without fever! There I heard the secret words: “NOSTOS!” She whispered. “ALGOS!” He cried. Were the good times then? If only I had known while I…

NeterSelf

Twist the nails out of the fingers and bones, Cold beyond remedy The Alien theatres of the Second Age Tear me away from the bleeding eyes In the everyday, I step into new oblivions! Flesh I am filtered inward Speak not of what was created But what was maintained! Far removed from the Grandfather’s chime…

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…