Welcome to the Worlde of a Fated Fey, one who walks the Shadows between the OtherSide and this Dreamland. This is the Book of Shadows of a hereditary and self-taught Magickal Woman; a Dreamer who possesseth the lineage of Fae, Wytch and Starr Blood. Interwoven together to make an ecclectic source of Magick and Chaos. To walk between the Worldes of the Starrs, the Hidden Realms, the Spirit Worlde and to also Live a human life...
Sunday, November 17, 2013
How to make a Heart )O(...
One does not see angels in disguise
One cannot overcome lies if it is Love
That is the Lie. The Lie that you hide
The one deep in your heart
Its not a Monster
It is your Dark trying to get through to you
I am sad because it calls
But I know in my Heart it is just me
I truly need.
All of it is the Key
No matter how different you see
As long as you see well
We are only well if we are whole
To be whole one does need to be complete
The Armageddon is only a fight for your soul
In your head and yours alone.
Love is a personal thing, it is our very own
It is our Sacred and no new can be created
To stand the the forces of Time
Without this Key!
Such a simple key you locked in your heart
That something so special
You would do anything not to have it
Because of what it does to another
That is pain, and the only pain
Is the one in your mind
That you are not worthy of Love
Because you were made
The circle is forever intact
Complete and Whole
Maintained with Love
Circles for Eternity
And twists into Fate
And theyr is my Infinity
And also is yours.
The marriage is the ring
The ring is the metaphor
The metaphor is
Nothing is Whole until it is Complete.
That my dear friends,
Is the only lesson we need.
Sometimes the best things are found
In the most quietest place
If you want to find an angel
Thats where it will be found
A heart is a circle
With one footprint to stamp the middle
A reminder to us
Two halves are complete
Even when they are not together
The footprint is the stamp
That does not bind them together
But to remind us,
Love may hurt and half a life can happen
The hurt is the Love to keep you Aware
The footstep between each half
Is the very middle, the two halves of the whole
The guidance of our Heart
Will call two halves together
Or conscious is our inner voice.
The spirit is Holy, and so are we
Holes are never Whole if a whole does not know
Holy is the Spirit that knows where to go
Spirit if not whole, leaves a wounded soul
Your Heart is truly your Home
If you know your Heart
You are home, exactly where you should be.