Sisters seated by glows
Of white glistens of light
A spirit floated down
Painting the sky golden
They knew she'd never desert them
Gentle hands of ribbon
And once the ring was over
It burned through their retinas
Sober from countless memories
They let candle wax melt their epidermis
Only a picture nestled in draws
Yet flooded with reminders
The fingerprints and dusty cries
Spelt out the name of a mystery woman
Birthing two daughters, then fading
Into plains of trees which bear olives
Mists of the Adriatic Sea
Embracing her shuddering coffin
For she is but a young mother
Selling what she could for glory
To feast with lords of lustfulness
On fish from Portuguese waters
But even she was never saved
From wraths of bacterium
Tuberculosis stole her vitality
And reunited her with her offspring~
Hail, fair Aphrodite, foam-born, star of the sea-ways,
Mist-veiled sovereign, mover of mortal bosoms,
Bearer of sighs and bloom of the secret garden—
Hear now my praising.
Thou who mak’st kings bow low and shepherds mighty,
Thou whose glance sets the coldest spirit burning,
Soft is thy yoke, yet none may flee thy binding—
Sweet is thy governance.
Dost thou recall our hours in hush and amber,
When breath met breath and time itself stood hearkening?
Say, if thou wilt, in dream or sign or whisper—
I yet remember.
Take thou this vow, by rose and hidden ember:
No tongue shall loose the tale we twain have carried;
Close kept, sealed fast, our chronicle unspoken—
Veiled be our history.
My prayers are now Die! Die! Die!
People asking me Why? Why? Why?
Many are against ‘Who I am’
Friendship on Earth now A Big Scam
Swarming quite The Society
Scattered Saints for variety …
So, it has to be The Die! Die! Die!
My Transcending Voice High! High! High!
Prayers by a heart oddly sly
Try to punch through Sky after Sky …
Yes, I know a Profanation
Witch of Endor’s Divination
To warrant Reincarnation
My stay here Not Last Station.
Who is happy this year?
Aries, continuous preparation always helps you to progress.
Taurus, if you learn hard newly, you can defeat your stress.
Gemini, honesty allows you to have lovely days without fear.
Cancer, your success will be given by strong intention.
Leo, grow your talent and get bigger experience.
Virgo, good friends help you obtain more superior intelligence.
Libra, safe and lovely days are provided from deep attention.
Scorpio, you will find a smarter way to achieve the goal.
Sagittarius, optimization is the most effective for your win.
Capricorn, it is the time for you to step into a new stage.
Aquarius, a nice encounter will influence your spirit and soul.
Pisces, keep calm by making the influence of harmful factors min.
A new era is inviting us all to create a new page!
I am a girl named Stella, an apprentice of Yijing.
My master is Luna, a beautiful woman skilled and kind.
In beginning, she told me, "keep images in your mind."
"What images?" , asked I and she answered, "everything."
"Yijing divination is symbol-interpretation.
Good fortunetellers can draw rich images from symbols.
And it's also important to use images to cast symbols.
From now, you must grow your capacity of imagination."
She continued, "Symbol in Yijing is called Eight Trigrams.
Each Trigram consists of three lines of Yin or Yang.
Yin broken, Yang straight, opposite nature is endowed with them.
Things in-universe are symbolized by eight Trigrams.
It's good for you to think of them at young.
Please make you be familiar with each of them."
''Inside me is my vision. Tranquility in the distances across of limitlessness. Profound inside my compelling mind.''
otherwise called book of wisdom
with its teachings and archetypes
laws and lessons as relevant today
as they were hundreds of years ago
history repeating itself
human nature being what it is
the mysteries of mankind’s experience unveiled
come to light in a cycle of repeated patterns
by candlelight the epochs blurred
here hovers an air of timelessness
in a rite of fire and intent
tarot cards neutralized and purified
wafts of frankincense roam the air
with much reverence my hands reaching
in a moment of silence and bonding
i invite the cards to imbibe my energy
the ritual of unwrapping their silk shield
while wafts of sage continue to disperse
revealing archaic symbols etched
adorning twenty-one major arcana
a hopeful silence for secrets divulged
in soothing stillness the old soul listens
shedding universal light on both past and future
mostly to understand ours and human nature
AP: 2nd place 2026, 2nd place 2023, 3rd place 2020
Find inspiration in your quill’s creation,
for there’s alleviation in the muse’s sensation.
Be reborn through beautiful writing,
just find a good journal and proper lighting.
Stop the battle inside, halt the fighting.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Maybe try reading an uplifting book,
to give you a new enlightening outlook.
Or take many deep breaths for relaxation,
find repose in the depths of meditation.
It could release your mind, ease trepidation.
Close your mind and realign your essence,
for you are a beautiful child of quintessence.
In your gifts find much adoring appreciation,
stop all the putting off and procrastination.
Just take that parchment and start an illustration.
Be the talented writer you are called to be,
see all the marvel in reflection you can see.
For there’s charm in complete contemplation,
and loveliness in the opening of your imagination.
From one writer to another, find your divination.
Bring Me to Life Contest
Sponsor: Aiyah de Torres
April 8, 2018
Everybody believes that their fate is
written in the shiny stars, I disagree;
it's an untruth conceived by belief,
everything mediums say is a bluff...
it runs in the blood of evil pedigree,
but what does God say about this?
The interpretation of your birth chart
is done by assumption: a false divination;
should we believe in them or detract?
Will we experience peace or tribulation?
Entrust our fate to the concepts of modern astrology?
Isn't it wiser to entrust it to our God whose words
warn all of retribution in consulting these demons;
Only He can foresee the future and fulfill a prophecy!
How grand the sky which holds and shelters me
and fine the kiss of sun can be.
So sweet the forest full of scented pine.
Oh Love, Your caring we divine.
Surrounded by abundant fertile sea,
the mountain air so clean and free.
All praise the magnificent forms refined.
Oh Love, Your caring we divine.
We pray Thy beauty affect devotees
to unite all humanity.
And that all hate and fear will soon decline
Oh Love, Your caring we’d divine.
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