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le fey Feb 22
Even though the human race has ‘evolved’ for a great era, The **** remains mere unknown. The ****, the great mysterium obscurum. Dwelling in deep, dark waters, residing unnoticed, unseen, while you endure credulously blindfolded, in a world of pretense -- oh-well beknown Malkuth.
… And yet The **** remains.
The blackened mass coating the world you live in, is far darker and denser and affecting you more INTENSELY than you dare to think… Staying mere ignorant from a PRESENCE of The **** will only drown you deeper in the chasm, chained, locked away in aeternum from halcyon Elysian Fields.
-- And yet The **** remains.
You think you know it all, your very great ‘progress’, power, technology, you are so very ‘successful’ in your day-to-day matters. The world of your five senses is there right before your eyes to explore. How hilarious to think that is all there is.
… And The **** remains.
The **** resides.
You can’t avoid The ****.
I am scared for my Life and
Our Oath will keep both of us
Safe till I build orphanages,
old people's homes and
till our songs gets Grammies, B.E.Tz and
a special place on the internet!

I decree
All Poets, Musicians, Artists and Listeners are Prophets if not Prophetic!
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
Our souls crossed
And told the lies
We’d be together
But then the cries
Wailed from hearts
Breaking in denial
Who thought
They’d withstand the
Trial of
Time.
Turns out souls don’t wait
They dissipate
And leave the wreckage
Behind.

                       -L.Frost
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
Despite my desire
To not think about
You
The caged bird
Inside me
Still sings

       -L.Frost
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
I long for you
To touch me
And set my skin on fire
Inhale my soul
And spread my
Body
With your desire
Take your lips
And part my sins
And dance around
The flames
That have waited
Patiently forever
To be screaming
Out your name.

                    -L.Frost
The Dybbuk Sep 2020
In a world of my own construction,
reality bends to my will.
Ancient secrets of ancestral blood
transmute to its inheritor.
The voice of eternity whispers my name,
carried on winds of rolling laughter
to my ear, waiting.
Naive enchantment behind child eyes
is transformed into something magic,
but real; second sight becomes
second nature.
Soon, the joy behind my eyes will return,
forged in inner fire and whetted with love.
le fey Dec 2019
Darling bright, o’ earthly child,
I see thy mind a burden wild.
This day, certes, thee did thy best,
Wherefore t's time to take a rest.
Each day the sun breaks a new dawn.
We’re all in some way reborn.
Darling bright, o’ earthly child,
Take here my blessings for the night.
le fey Dec 2019
Silence
O' which seals from me
The torment of thy thoughts –
Thoughts not meant to enter me
But sensed in mists of spheres.

In solitude
I'm dwelling hence
For'a hermit doth not lure the cold –
The thrusting cold o'that which
Is plaguing the foresaken.

Solitude, then to me
Is to radiate that ease –
That ease swaning circular and gracefully
on the calms of the Hydriads' waters.
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