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I follow my senses to the meadows
Where the eagles keep an eye out for the bunnies
I feel a kindship, knowing I am a predator also.
Their eaglets waiting, for the tasty morsel, I gulp.
For I am Aries the fierce and the powerful.
Hunting my own prey, recognizing their souls
You had best be on your way; for I am ruthless.
I will sweep you up in my pandemic and carry you off
No one will know of our battle.
I have been waiting many moons for this day
My ancestors give guttural grunts of approval
They want me to devour my enemies,
I glide in my mind to my soul place.
At this moment, in this meadow
I am not sure where you stand.
Edible? Maybe. I am a carnivore.
My teeth gnash thinking of the meal I am seeking.
Come let us eat, my pretty.
Not both of us, but one who is smelling the blood
One who is angry for she is not with her eagle brothers.
Come to the meadow, my pretty. Come to the meadow.
Drifting off I close my eyes into slumber,
I hear the voices in my head,
Calling to me in the distance.
The static of the noise is deafening.
The room is blinding bright,
As the light comes into the room.
I hear the faint whispering of their voices and,
Then I see glimpses of the past.
I hear the warnings and I see her,
The one who invades my dreams.
I feel as if I'm between two worlds.
I hear your voice warning me,
They are coming.
I'm jolted awake,
I remember everything,
Why I'm here and why they hid me.
She's protecting me.
It's the black hand.
They know I'm carrying our child,
The future God of War.
I'm awake Father Zeus,
Please send Cam and Aries.
Lauren, they're almost there.
How is my Grand daughter?
Oh she is gonna be very powerful,
And she is feisty.
Then I see a bright light and
I run into the arms of my love.
Looking into the eyes of my protector,
I kiss never wanting to let go.
Come, Olympus calls us.
In Atlantis,
we were not star-gazers—
we were time engineers.
The constellations were gates,
breathing frequencies
into the bones of man.
The stars are not above us,
I whispered to my students,
they are the memories within us.
To us,
the zodiac was not prediction,
but remembrance—
a wheel of origins
spinning in our veins.
Our Lemurian brothers
did not chart the heavens—
they felt them,
as sacred tones in the waters,
as songs trembling
in the heart’s tide.
We, the Atlanteans,
cut the skies with mind,
sharpened by precision,
hungry to master
what should only be served.
Aries—fire of the first incarnation.
Scorpio—the keeper of endings,
death and return.
Virgo—the servant
of divine design.
Aquarius—blueprint
of the cosmic mind.
But knowledge turned sword.
The wheel we built for healing
was stolen by the elites,
its power bent,
its harmony undone.
And so Atlantis fell,
and Lemuria drowned,
and the zodiac we once lived by
was scattered—
like broken stars
across the sea of forgetting.
Quetzalcoatl, Moloch, NASA, SkyNet, poisonous satellites
in pink and green, roam
The Earth, raining reversed
Rockets of the bloody fountain
Discord of the Deep hordes,-
reins in reign of 3 "3 of swords"
and flowery deceiving words of their-
Anti- Trinity
Bot blinks in analytical tink
Tinkerbell grooms saloon for victims,
exposes lice and the heat
Sprays foul graffiti on your door
Hentai, monsters, expletive leech
On all fours, vomitous speech
Aries horned worm Moon covers the Sun
Like black sack-cloth of hair
It turns to blood
Beheaded worshippers
Tailgaters of Ephraim
The Verdant Valleys given
Unto Black Weddings of Days
The head roams and swims
Free from constraints
No unified body
Rockets shot at the eclipse
In passing
They defy resource's warning in lieu
of their Marshall unveiling, to propose
Wages of sin- pay for commodity
Bot flashes till shut down,
ERROR, ERROR...
Who is happy in this year?
Aries, take a rest timely and you'll get better result easily.
Taurus, listening to cleverer sayings helps you from the worst calamity.
Gemini, control everything precisely to advance without fear.
Cancer, deep consideration is expected to resolve difficulty.
Leo, totally, good ending is provided by good beginning.
Virgo, borrow strength of reliable person to improve your planning.
Libra, you can improve the situation with your specialty.
Scorpio, you can build up nice future with good information source.
Sagittarius, you get victory when you use what you learned with skill.
Capricorn, experimental wisdom assist you to take advance.
Aquarius, obtain enough by fast decision and action through extreme course.
Pisces, most important thing is protecting your thought an will.
And please remember, sometimes happiness means sincere acceptance.
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A Happy new year, everyone!
Fengleishanren.
Who is happy in this year?
Aries, reliable cooperator will help you a lot.
Taurus, good sense leads your things to be fresh and hot.
Gemini, think well and take an advance without fear.
Cancer, taking natural way, makes problems clear.
Leo, keep your principles to get absolute success.
Virgo, be independent, and you'll get much progress.
Libra, wait a bit till good person will soon appear.
Scorpio, original idea will bring you goodness.
Sagittarius, new stage starts with rapid decision.
Capricorn, fortunate all time, but watch your health well.
Aquarius, if you're prudent, you can reach goal well.
Pisces, your success depends on optimization.
And sometimes, lucky comes pretending unhappiness.
" I wandered lonely as a cloud "
~William Wordsworth ~
Shook away by solemn persuasive wind,
I felt as though fallen from my splendor;
Leaves of red, yellow, green and every kind,
Seemed, yet, showing me fraternal ardor;
Ash, maple, aspen, alder and cherry,
All as though in ninth clouds; aerie Fairy...!
Lonely butterfly that hovers around,
Snail that strolls like a toddler on green grass;
The sun marching like Zeus fiery gold crowned,
Streams gleaming luminous like crystal glass;
These are sojourners on this earth transient,
Like me tents set in scenes so ambient...!
Like wavelets in gentle breeze I ripple,
Blown by trade winds newer lands I explore;
Weather transitions my movements cripple,
Zeal and zest, yet, like child, in me does soar;
Lilies, Croton and asters bid goodbye,
Figs, plums, pears and peaches in surprise, sigh...!
In dark, constellations fashion-parade,
Aries, Virgos and Pisces like sprites fly;
Moon, like cut-silver-cake in shade gets fade,
Stars, like brides in diamond rings, wry in shy;
Love, to forlorn fall-leaves, the nature shows,
Loneliness has its joys; a poet knows…!
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In April’s month, the world comes alive,
With blooms bursting forth, as nature’s heart strives.
The daffodils dance in the soft springtime breeze,
While cherry blossoms whisper through blossoming trees.
The rain often falls, a gentle reminder,
That growth needs some struggle, like a flame needs a finder.
For laughter and joy, there’s Easter’s sweet cheer,
And the promise of warmth as summer draws near.
But sometimes the clouds can obscure the bright sun,
And dreams feel elusive, as the days come undone.
Yet April, dear April, you hold so much grace,
With the spirit of springtime, you brighten the space.
You remind us of balance, of light and of dark,
Of the beauty in chaos, of life’s vibrant spark.
April arrives, complexity is grand,
A month of renewal, where nature takes stand.
From Latin "aperire," it opens the door,
To blossoms and buds, a vibrant encore.
In history's weave, Veneralia shines,
Honoring Venus, where love intertwines.
With beauty and fertility, she graces the land,
As springtime awakens, with a gentle hand.
Aries ignites, the first sign in the sky,
With courage and spirit, they boldly fly high.
Natural leaders with hearts full of fire,
Embracing adventures, their passions inspire.
Yet shadows may linger, as weather can shift,
A reminder of life’s unpredictable gift.
In this dance of light, through joy and through strife,
April teaches growth, the essence of life.
In the balance of chaos, we find our own way,
In April’s sweet arms, let our spirits play.
So here’s to your essence, and the way you sway,
A month filled with promise, come what may.
With each drop of rain, a new chance to grow,
In April’s sweet arms, let our spirits overflow.
Beauty of the African women
Not just the eyes lens
It's colour;
Her lips
Regal neck
Fragile collar bone...
Stunning
Breath taking
Beauty is in the eyes of thy beholder
If you let me
I'll hold you Aries
My eyes will be your mirror
Words can't express
A mere "I love you"
You are much more than I have heard
Much more than you see
A magnificent diamond indeed
Let me hold you ?
Comfort your cheek with my palm
Breaths intertwined
Bodies warmest
Tie me to your tongue my love
Nma my love
Aries black
An ancient beauty
Africa's black woman
The absolute love of my life
Rhythm to my words
Blues in my voice
Words made
Words to come
Words I want to say
Words can't describe you
Words can't show them
Nmasinachi
My Aries black
With luscious lips, like succulent cherries,
glistening morsels kissed by morning dew,
her rouge-tinted cheeks like pink strawberries.
She's the undisputed queen of fairies
eyes of aquamarine and glacial blue,
with luscious lips like succulent cherries.
Her hair flows like the wheat on the prairies
shimmering locks of gold and amber hue,
her rouge-tinted cheeks like pink strawberries.
Her mysterious smile seldom varies,
a look that is provocative and true
with luscious lips like succulent cherries.
Her sweet, subtle scent lingers and carries
an aroma that's known to but a few,
her rouge-tinted cheeks like pink strawberries.
A virgin imp from the loins of Aries,
a prize many men would wish to pursue.
With luscious lips like succulent cherries,
her rouge-tinted cheeks like pink strawberries.
(Villanelle)
1/9/2015