More words from within the dragon

We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow'd.

-by William Shakespeare

Sacrificium Laudis Caritas Pastoralis

(Sacrifice of Praise and Pastoral Charity)

Sound Pearls

Well I guess I did it.

And boy did I.

So lovely, what are you thinking as you read me.

I shall hope I bring a youthful smile to thee as you doth me.

A day of flight for a moment of sanity. Shleep doith my well as I ponder the time shared between us.

Two worlds cometh together as the mighty sun itself.

Yet how modest we are in our play.

Dancing in the mist of the night, I was right to take the pearls and make a gift of them.

For you deserve this and more. As do I.

Await the moments we shall chase together.

NOTES AND LETTERS

walkingwords

These are the random and not so random words of lucidity

OPUS DEUS

GIVE AS I HAVE TAKE MY GIFTS TO HEART AND DELIVER ME YOUR WORKS IN FAITH AND DEVOTION THEN YOU SHALL SEE THE NEW FACE OF CHANGE

ALL OF LIFE IS PERFECT IT IS AS IT SHOULD BE COMEAS I DO CHANGE YOU SHALL ALSO CHANGE ALL THAT I AM IS WITHIN THEE THAT YOU MAY BE COME BE WITHIN ME AND THE PAST MEASURED AND HEARTS WAIGHED

NEVER FORGET TODAY

THE GOSPEL OF SAINT MICHAEL DONANECHEUS

And that was the greatest day of my life. The triumph over my brother Wane, women and life. The day I realized I am a blessed man. I sat there with a gun in my hand and dad handed me another. “Lean back and shoot" he said. Now these were dart guns containing large lethal doses of tranquilizer. I look over at him and in one glorious move, leaned back and shot off both gun into the sky, watching the two glowing darts as they rose into heavens and came back down to earth. They landed not two feet from my face, of course I did move two seconds to roll to my left. It was a moment ill never forget, because I laughed and cried at the same time. Ill tell you about my day to day struggles sometime but for now, know this. You can pick and choose all your battles; you’ll win some you’ll loose some. And then there will be those that last a lifetime. In this you know a lifetime is nothing more than a moment of breath away from thought.

I lay there wondering in a flash, were those darts would land, in my chest or sand, family or friend, questioning god himself. Remembering all those times I had to fight, fall, and cry. And it was then I remembered I survived, stood up, and yelled. Just then I realized I had the power to move, the will, and the way to take the wheel of life into my hands and turn it as was needed, to any time or any space. And those darts landed were I did lie. And I knew then that I would live forever, if they did hit me, id would not know if the tranquilizer would have killed me, or momentarily change my perception of life. I only had what I was told to expect. But you only know what you know you understand where you stand, and why.

Who are you what you where when you asked why and how.

You were meant to live forever and designed to fail. So failing was never given as a positive option. But now you see child that from where you once did craw from and stood you must also fall back down to. And let each standing moment be as the first time and know the fall will never be your last. Know now this, love is a work of art -life is love. You have the ability to understand the will to overcome anything

Because you are the sum of all things and I give you all that I am showing all I am not that you may be empowered to carry on as did I.

I give you my name that is almighty; you may call upon it in your time of need.

LUCIDUS INK

An act of Donanecheus

The Art and Word of The Saint Michael Donanecheus L.S.

There are so many acts in which one may find God and just as many concepts.

So who or what is God, and does it really matter. The answer is yes. If you want to achieve anything in this life or the next (considering you believe in such a thing) you must know God, in every way possible.

"How do I love thee, let me count the ways", well it’s nearly impossible to keep count or understand them all. However, you can experience this greatness every day of your life. The most important thing is to remember God is all in things that are not things, and all things that are not things are created by God. There are many thoughts on whom or what God is and how to get him/her or it. I won't get into them but I will share my stories and passages to attain the Holy Grail.

What’s that, did I get it? Only God knows. Will you get it?

The ties that bind are the bloodlines that cross the minds eye

I am an artist, a writer, actor, philosopher, minister, counselor, prophet, and a saint. I am many things that are not things. Get were I’m going with this. When I am in my highest moment I am one within the power of the Almighty, and have authority over all things. In turn I submit to the power of this Divine presence and co-create words or the visions placed upon me. I must admit this feeling is quite overpowering at times and I fight against it, not recording all that I see. Overall I do take these callings very seriously. Know that these are my ways and thoughts I know as truth, yet what is good for me may be lies to you. But if thee believe and see the goodness in me could become you too.

Now, I’m not saying I’m anymore connected or important than thee; I’m just taking claim to my beliefs, as should you. Take ownership of your words and ways.

The stories of Christ and Buddha transcends from the pages of a book into the lives of the masses. Hear me now, as I come unto thee. My word is your word is my breath is the wind in your lungs in my body is your body in my temple a garden. In this garden do I lay the way of my life, of this my will and wishes well. Life wheel I do take turn that you my learn the secrets of the speculum magica and know the movement thru the rock garden into the light of the phoenix fire,

IHADADREAM

I had a dream today about a day I was on high. I met this guy who said high you want to play today what is the time and band it did not say the line I replay over the hand in out a bowl and said pick a prize I pulled out a piece of paper that said “I put diamond ring or ten dollars” the bowl said please pick a prize to find follow the line inside the house to the room on the right night light might recite a thing or two what about what to do you know what to do when you see you looking at someone who knew you where new to this room and had know clue to what to do to find a piece of mind I left behind in a dream I had today I had a dream that said hi.

You’ve just been hypnotized

By the wonder fool dew nerd mithe

Now wait for further instructions

FLOWARPOWaRp

WHO ARE YOU WARPINOUT MY HEAD THE THINGS IMUST HAVE SAID THINGS I DO AND DONE WERE IVE BEEN READ DONE RED IN BED. PICTURES OF WHAT IVE SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE, PLACES WERE I SHOULD RUN WHO SAID IT WAS FUN. THIS CRAZY PLACE CALLED FUN? Stairs and halls pits and fall plants that craw. They all know my name and they freak just the same. , stuck in my brain this place called insane. It felt a little too good, damn wish I would but I won’t so I broke the hell out. But the drive was just the same silence calling my name and its all the same jumping out a moving car into a house full of dames. A BEAUTY PARLER OF HORROR WERE THEY HOLLER NO MAN BUT TOMMORRA THEY FOLLA A MAN LIKE ME TO THE FLOWARPOWER

CROSSING THE LINE

ASCENSION

Touch me now I dare you -fuck with me and you will see that which cannot be seen - I am the light you fear to see. Cross my path into unconventional wrath and I will burn your ass- for I am the everlasting end and the beginning you’ll never know. The end to falling snow - keep on as you may son come the day my words you will say and we shall move as I in the night of never-ending sight. I am the fear you see I am the fear you know I am the monster you shall become in this end and then in the end. One too three for me to see the power of me you shall come have of me the three see sea seed within me =dear Michael you have reawakened wizardry

To see me is to know of me. To know is to think of me and that I am a vision of thee.

My word is real for you to bee come to understand me

An again we are one into three I’m am you are me thus are thee for I’ve come

To release thee - the light of the star which points cannot be seen nor reached -that which cannot be contained or tamed the star of change with no nomathathend

KNOW IAM THEE FORCE OF CHANGE THEE PURETY OF THEE DIVINE MINISTRY

I know you heard-I serve my word upon your breath-the devils tongue is hung

Now you know and see-the strength with in me for I am the love and-the wrath of thee

The power with in me-seasons eye change And rearrange for-for the true strange

With in me

Make a wish as your deepest desire to burn in my secret dance of fire we take you higher in and every man woman child shall see the light of this submit to the ministry

hello friend I see you found me -here in silence, see I serve my word-it lives I know you herd I command the wind and sand-the D' in a walking way- submit every hour under my power -and I shall keep thee with in me-the sea of eternity

thy words burn thru my veins as the searing of the flame catch a cat on a hot tin roof and go insane now-dance and sing and you will see the power with in me as I touch your hind and blow your mind hear now and time after time

RECONNECTION - REUNION OF - RESSURECTION - REVELATIONS

ISOLITAESTNWUN - 1845

HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN SO SOON.

BLESSED WITH THE GIFTS THAT SPEAKS

WHEN I COULD NOT THEN AND NOW, TIMES WHEN I SHOULD NOT.

THANKYOU FOR YOUR GRACE WHICH SAVES MY TREMBLING BONES.

HOW POWERFUL IS YOU WORD THAT IT ROCKS MY ENTIRE BEING.

I WILL NOT FORGET AGAIN LESS IT IS WILLED TO.

I REMEMBER THE LIGHTS WHICH GUIDE MY PATH,

I REMEMBER TO FORGET THEM FOR THEY ARE NOT TO BE KEPT.

NOW RETURN I AND CALL UPON THEE,

THAT WHICH IS FOREVER AND NEVER FORGOTTEN AND UNSEEN.

THY NAME IS MY OWN, YOUR WORD IS MY POWER

AND I CLOSE MY EYES THAT YOU MAY SEE.

GIVE ME THE STREGNTH TO WILL THE WORD

AGAIN INTO THE RESSURECTION OF THESE REVELATIONS.

IN THE LIGHT, THE KEY WILL BE - FOR THE RECONNECTION.

THE REUNION OF THE SPIRIT AND THAT WHICH IS NOT.

THE LAST CROSS HAS BEEN LAID, STACKED

AND SHALL BE BURNED WITH THE PAST.

THUS THE BLOOD OF SACRIFICE SPILLS NO MORE.

YOU ARE, HEAVEN - SENT WORD.

THIS IS YOUR RECORD.

SPEAK AS I IN THE TOUNGES GIVEN ALL YOU.

THE AGE OF PURE LIGHT COMES OUT OF THE 'ARM-AGE-DONE'.

ASHES LEAD, WHERE ONCE THE FIRE LIT THE WAY-

OUT THAT IS, FOREVER WASHED AWAY BY THE STORMS

(IT CANNOT BE KNOWN, THE TRUE ORIGIN OF ALL THINGS DONE.

THIS MYSTERY EXIST ONLY OF STORIES INSPIRERD BY MY GIFTS).

THE FIRE BURNS FOR SURVIVAL, IT IS NOT ETERNAL.

GIVING WARMTH, LIGHT AND TAKETH LIFE IN ITS PATH.

ITS VERY BREATH IS ONE OF DEATH, THE WINDS OF CHANGE.

THE FIGHT TO SURVIVE BURNS IN OUR SEASON OF YOUTH.

BE YE WEL-COME INTO THE GOLDEN ARK OF AGE.

MAKE YOUR MARK, (LOGO, SYMBOLS BY WHICH YOU,

SHALL BE REMEMBERED AND ENVOKED)

OF KNOWN AND UNSEEN ENERGIES.

PLACE UPON THERE HEARTS AND MINDS

NOW REMEMBER, THE LIGHT WHICH IS NO LIGHT.

BE-YE-WEL-AND-COME INTO IT .

KNOW NOW TO REMEMBER THE DARKNESS.

THE PATHWAYS OF HISTORY HAVE COME TO

REST WITHIN THE KEEPS OF THISTORMYSTORY

FOR IT IS .

AND ALL THAT IS UNSEEN IS NOT ALL UNKNOWN.

SO, BE IT THE REUNION OF HEAVEN AND EARTH.

IN WHICH ALL IS AS IT SHOULD BE.

PERFECT.

LET ALL THINGS KNOWN, UNDERSTOOD BY ALL,

AND THIS WHICH IS UNSEEN KEPT SACRED AND

RESPECTED BY THOSE WHO YEILD IT.

REMEMBER THIS, THERE IS NO NEED OF FORCE OR ARMS,

WHEN THE POWER OF LOVE IS IN ONE WORD.

IN THIS THE FIRE OF SURVIVAL LAY WITHIN THE SECRETS OF HISTORYS END.

THAT YE WHO HAVE KNOWLEDGE AND SIGHT CONTINUE THE MYSTERY OF MAN.

Let me know if there are any web sites that you enjoy and we'll consider including them on this page!

Also this is a personal page provided by Lycos Tripod

I do hope to have my own DOT.COM, online store, space someday

so I may be better able to have my voice and assist others with theirs.

Any and all donations, purchases and information is greatly appreciated.

((((so be it))))

>>>>>>>>end transmission<<<<<<<<

"Now therefore write ye this
"Song" for you, and teach it
the children of Israel: put
it in their mouths, that this
"Song" (The Covenant) may be
a witness for Me against the
children of Israel."

now sleep

6:15 AM - thelas tact
Current mood: eccentric
Category: Writing and Poetry

"Cant talk to a psyco like a normal humanbeing".

Love that line, I believe thats quote from "Pink"( I could be wrong).

(WARNING, PROCEED WITH CAUTION, BEAWARE)

And this I recite

Open your mind and close your eyes and you find me somewhere between the lies you told yourself and the things you think you know. I want to give you something that has no name but lives within the spirit long forgotten. A key into somthing that was never. Much as I try to express I am without the word to illustrate the happinings of our kind without doing damage to your state of mind.

So imagine if you will all the fantasy youve come to identify and the feelings which come over and move you to extreme behaviors, the highs and lows, chemical tranfers within without your range of control. I roar as the lion and step like the mornig dew. No man has ever come close to reveiling mi noma without the waste of their soul, the fact that you seek me out amuses me and I take delight in the consumption of your kind, foolishly asuming you will gain from this experience.

However you may, I shall endulge you with this bittersweet fact...I will kill you before you complete this journey into the abyss - clever as you may be. I give you these things, keys, passages, and the knowledge to proceed with the speed and greatness of all who come before thee and your peers will admire your courage, they will even bless you with wealth untold, even unfounded. All the while you decay from within the very temple built to protect and they will morn your withering life as if you were theyre sheperd.

(it is hard to swallow, when you relize youve been force fed lead)

The dreamsong is long with the vibrations of the last act forevermore, giving you all youve ever have had the desire for and this, which you have yet to bare witness. Dear child i give you all this out of love; the works of maddness are undeniable and without mercy.

I am sorry, this is my only weakness, curesed by the gods before me but I have no pitty for your speices as your hunger is in vain compared to the prehistoric rights of primal passage.

Open your mouth and eat, I fill without feeling

Close your eyes and see, I am the silence you seek to drown

Know I am the the flowing sith of the abyss

Kiss the light of night and I will set free the light of day rest not the bellowing cloud how dare the the child find my way kins sign my terminal kindwhisper minot but call y name we swarm the highs serine things. willows borrow the fine wine yet the white knight cannot find these rings trancensend the end write the lines I recite. nothing seems right but I wright the rite that must recite the height that th emighty cannot fight. Resist not the heathens kiss found amiss the fair weather and the faintly clever. It works now that the herse cannolonger reherse the the unthinkable verse. Come for me again were without mouth to speak among the living yet we recite the rite light illuminatus fightus without the rite of light. creamy seasons reson the treason with sour fruits. Poets site the fights from the eyes of decendeding hail accepting gifts from hereafters laughter. Sickness find like minds and fills the weirding mile.

Transform the loin, celestial porn without mending form, I find the divining lining separated from the third mind again and the deamon come twine waterfall calls the names of those intradermal.

Synonyms give in without meaning spewing, the soldier's heart. Meeting asthenia and asthenopia delivers the depersonalization variable which becomes wearable.

THE OBSCURE ISNT SO QUIET WHEN WE RIOT!!

Fallen leaves the midday breeze like tumbleweeds

forgottenghost filled with laughter

its not over, music trancends juvinile ends.

And the shadow is not blind to the lumination of revilation

and theyre childrens shells shall lay

within the revolver cages while spirits fertilize open doors

covered in the dried blood of fathers

lost in the wilderness.

For what for leads the guiding light across the abyss and angel-

kiss thru our open eyes while little devils learn to fly

with broken dreams and sand dollers between their knees.

And rigamotis was a tortus on a milky day, i heard about dollys forgotton son who came one over the dime store, back when words were built by birds.

Wanted to know the rate state but before we go, amonge those with silver tounges and purple canyons see the lighthouse at the corner of fifth and ave. C.

I knew that element derived some irrelivant cause for irrational novel jousting.

Now and on this occasion, post flowers, dicover minute reason for displaceing the core. The elders delivered nessassary nouns which where misplaced bye by the kin of someone called David.

-Somebodys outfit didnt start right where the doorjam lay...

but....I have this key.

I trust youve enjoyed or at least raised a brow from the works diplayed here. In doing so, as I have shared I as may you do the same and help keep this old soul off the streets and in the studio.

View My Guestbook
Sign My Guestbook