It's watching, waiting for that moment. It's vigilant, waiting for the opportunity To Jump! You can feel it. So close, you can smell it. Waiting. Watching. Ready to act. What to do? How to be? Knowing it is stalking you. Waiting on your every move - even if you don't move... Nothing. There is noting … Continue reading Mr Mannering
Instructions to the Orphic Adept by Robert Graves So soon as ever your mazed spirit descends From daylight into darkness, Man, remember What you have suffered here in Samothrace, What you have suffered. After your passage through Hell's seven floods, Whose fumes of sulphur will have parched your throat, The Halls of Judgement shall loom up … Continue reading Instructions to the Orphic Adept by Robert Graves
"[...]Mabon the son of Modron . He was taken from his mother when three nights old, and it is not known where he now is, nor whether he is living or dead." Kilhwch and Olwen (sic) Thus says the story from the collection of Welsh folk lore now more commonly known as the Mabinogion, translated … Continue reading Mabon?